Under Guangling City, among the remaining camps, metal and leather, sweat odor and blood, smoke and burning mixed smells still spread in the air with the wriggling crowd; but at least the fierce battle that made people feel extremely tired and tormented has ended.

“Calculate the equipment…”

"Search for the wounded..."

“Rebuild the line of defense…”

"Transfer the position of the cannon base..."

"Push two hundred steps towards the city wall..."

There were a few broken clusters of arrows inserted into his body, and the robe was dyed red again. The remaining blood from the knife and jaw also shook off. Only then did he feel that the tight tiger's mouth was already bursting out in the force, and the hot and smooth water was soaked in blood or sweat, and he could hardly hold the weapon tightly.

As a leading general, he could not have had to lead the way and run ahead, and only coordinate with the rear of the palace and the central command. However, for some insignificance, he had to lead the team to chase the retreating Shouhao Army in order to achieve the greatest results.

Because, after these days of battle, he inevitably had a clear feeling and experience; with the training, equipment and other military qualities of these Taiping soldiers, plus the corresponding discipline and organizational skills, he did not need as much effort as he was in Badu, Hangzhou, to be able to operate freely.

Moreover, he even had an illusion that even if he, the deputy general, had lost his central command, his subordinates could continue to fight and confront the enemy by relying on the correspondence of a certain natural inertia and instinct accumulated during training;

In a sense, even if the Grand Governor's Office temporarily replaces another person to temporarily take over his position, it is not impossible to deal with the situation step by step for a while or stabilize the situation, or even wait for the corresponding changes in the situation and subsequent support.

More than once he saw those commanders, other generals, school captains and brigade commanders running and fighting under his command, after they were killed or injured one after another, naturally, some people took over the position of the army ranks in accordance with the rankings, and they were almost inconsistencies and intermittently replaced the position of continuing to fight;

Until the most basic system cannot be preserved, it will be re-listed and supplemented to other departments afterwards. Or, using this as a framework, the soldiers and equipment can be replenished, and the most basic combat power scale can be restored in a very short time.

On the one hand, although this greatly weakens the influence that a leader can exert in the ranks and the room for operation and adjustments full of personal characteristics; but at the same time, it greatly increases the upper limit of the corresponding military generals who can adopt temporary contingency and tactical means to perform.

This may be the Taiping Army, which was the nameless part of the Chinese thief army, suddenly rose from two ridges and swept through most of the Jiangnan in just a few years, swept across dozens of imperial military towns, and rarely had opponents and defeats. The basic root and essential difference lies!

It’s a pity that his regular military-based warriors were always limited, and more often they had to rely on the new recruits and auxiliary soldiers who were dispatched from Jiangdong to supplement and replenish combat power. Most of the time, the defensive momentum was still acceptable, but the fighting spirit and tenacity of actively attacking were more than just a little worse.

Otherwise, even if he faces a hero who is a strong city like Yang Xingmin in Huainan, why would he be able to become a situation where he first had the advantage and then lose? Or if he had such a good reputation when he was in Shijingdu, Hangzhou, he would not be able to say that he was in the corner of the place, even the three Jiangdong routes could compete with each other.

Or since the Taiping Army led by the Grand Commander appeared in the world, many things have become different from those after they were gone. According to the new things he learned in the Great Training Institute, I am afraid that relying on the temporary courage and personal means of the general in the future will be enough to change the situation and the probability of the situation and the comparison between the outcome will be further and further and less.

This is certainly a kind of sorrow and helplessness for such a military general who is determined to achieve great things in the world, but it is also another disguised spur that allows everyone to advance together under the same opportunity and fight for the new era? He was thinking about pausing his feet beside a broken wall, and he heard a faint sound of golden plates coming from the city wall again.

Then he looked up with some sense and saw the trenches near the city walls emerging one after another. One after another, the enemy soldiers, who were well-clad and leisurely, slowly retreated towards the closed city gate, and Qian Jumei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief;

Fortunately, I resisted the temptation of continuing to follow the pursuit, otherwise, I was afraid that the means used to ambush and plot to attack the defenders would fall on me. However, the long-awaited familiar drums and vague noises came from the south of the city, but the Taiping Navy, who had broken through the blockade, were in those retreating confrontations.

At this moment, Qian Gumei's black and red face seemed to have completely fallen into the ground, and she fell on the falling wall, and called on her left and right to unplug her armor and deal with the remaining arrow clusters. With the echo and support of these Taiping Navy troops, he no longer had to force himself to hold on for the remaining more than 8,000 soldiers and more than 5,000 civilians.

On the head of the southern gate of Guangling, Yang Xingmin looked at the city with a expressionless face. Under the attack of boats, fireworks hanging from the Taiping Green Flag in the Caohe River and the rushing of infantry from the coast, more than a thousand soldiers who had already lost their troops gathered in disarray in front of the city gate that was closed in advance, shouting loudly and slapped desperately.

"Call to the city! Let them go around the north city immediately, and there may be a chance."

After explaining this, he didn't look back and came down from the city, and saw another Luzhou general, Wang Jingren, leaning over to report in a low voice:

"The governor led the three teams of relatives from Shouzhou and the retreating teams of three people from Chuzhou, arrived at Tianchang Lake last night, and most of them were picked up and entered the city."

"That's fine..."

When Yang Xingmin heard this news, he couldn't help but look down on Shaowen: He took the initiative to take time out all the garrison forces in Shouzhou, his hometown Luzhou and other places, and gave up these places in disguise. Isn't it just to take over this critical moment of Yangzhou? Now, since he missed the opportunity to defeat or further weaken the enemy in the east of the city, the next step is to return to the previous long-term offensive and defensive stalemate. The completion of the migration of these families also represents the further stability of the morale of the army.

When he returned to the Huainan Jieya, which had been cleaned up all kinds of broken ruins and was redecorated with silk and colorful watches. He sat down in the main hall where the wall-painted and carved cloud dragon went out to sea, and saw another personal army leader Li Decheng coming up to report:

"The governor, the body of the yanei death has been cleared out and people have carefully distinguished it."

"Um.."

Yang Xingmin couldn't help but hum and let the other party continue.

"There are 517 relatives and relatives involved in the Gao family. However, the Taiwei (Gao Pian) seems to be not in it..."

Speaking of this, Li Decheng started to suck and spit:

"What!"

Yang Xingmin couldn't help but open his eyes and said in a deep voice:

"The young people are already in the yamen, and the courtyard is full of poverty, and they are digging three feet away. Even the corpses buried many years ago have been captured, but they are still unseen traces of the Taiwei."

Li Decheng knelt on the ground and said tremblingly:

"Okay, get up...all of them are my great men, so why should I kneel down and talk?"

Yang Xingmin's fire seemed to come quickly and disappear quickly, and he said calmly again.

"Since this is the case, it's not your fault. Next, I will send my orders to find a place for the Taiwei family to bury it. I will summon the monks and Taoists in the city, and I will say that I will hold a grand ceremony for the Taiwei, thinking that the ceremony of comforting the soul must be given to everyone."

"As for orders, I will go and prepare now!"

Li Decheng stood up, and suddenly realized his mind and quickly responded:

Shortly after he left, another person was brought into the lobby; it was Lu Yongzhi, the inner historian who was once powerful in Huainan. He saw that he was now wearing plain clothes and had a natural Taoist fairy style that was like washing away the prosperity and impetuousness and returning to nature. He took the initiative to stumble towards Yang Xingmin:

"It's safe to see the supervisor for many days. If you feel tired and worry too much, I can offer you the Yellow Turban Pills and Purple Teals that are correspondingly solid and calm.

"If the military capital is still insufficient, I still have several places to bury it to help, and I can set up an altar to make an order to encourage the people in the city to actively accept it:"

"Someone said that I told the soldiers and soldiers in the city to join the army and make them cheerfully call for blessings? Even if the people in the army are uneasy, I can set up an altar to set up a magical instrument to determine it..."

"I don't want anything to you. I just want you to discuss it and borrow a good head for a while...

Yang Xingmin sneered. At this point, this guy still wanted to continue pretending to be a ghost? Is this because of his desire to live, or is it because he bullies others and his heart too much on weekdays, and he doesn't even believe in it?
Chapter completed!