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Volume 1: Fierce Battle in Changsha Chapter 340: Heavy Fog in Nanchang

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    The night was already deep. Chen Yucheng was wearing a regimental dragon inspection robe. He stood on the wooden wall and looked at the mountains of the Qing army in the distance. He murmured: "It seems that there is a deadlock." At this time, he heard a crisp voice behind him.  The voice laughed and said: "Chen Jiandian, don't worry, my subordinates are here to give you some tips."

    When Chen Yucheng looked back, he saw a woman in military uniform standing behind him with a sword in hand. Under the dim moonlight, he saw this woman with bright eyes and a pretty face. When she smiled, she had two very cute dimples on her face.  When Chen Yucheng saw this woman, he stepped forward and took her hand and said happily: "Sister Wan, why are you here?"

    This Taiping female general is Zeng Wanmei, the granddaughter of Zeng Tianyang, who is sixteen years old. When Zeng Tianyang was placed under the control of the West Palace, Zeng Wanmei also followed her grandfather into the West Palace and has been staying in Hong Yun'er's Jinxiu Camp.  middle.  There has never been any mention of Zeng Wanmei in the history books, so Hong Yun'er was a little surprised when she heard about this girl, but she was relieved immediately. After the defeat of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, the Hunan army looted Tianjing wantonly, and all the documents of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom were regarded as  The demonic books were burned, and even some pitiful surviving materials were retained by foreigners, either rural unofficial histories and manuscripts of Qing history. How many of these are true?  There are too many characters and heroes in the Taiping Rebellion who have no biographies or names, not to mention Zeng Wanmei, a weak woman?

    Zeng Wanmei's little hand was grabbed by Chen Yucheng, her pretty face blushed slightly, she lowered her head and said, "The Queen of the West ordered me to deliver a letter to you." Chen Yucheng and Zeng Wanmei had already known each other, and they were quite affectionate. Hong Yun  Er ordered Zeng Wanmei to deliver the letter this time because this little girl was too concerned about Chen Yucheng.

    Chen Yucheng said in surprise: "Is there a letter from Queen Xi?" He then took the letter from Zeng Wanmei and opened it to read it. After reading it, he frowned slightly.

    Seeing his strange expression, Zeng Wanmei asked, "Brother Chen, is there something wrong?"

    Chen Yucheng shook his head and said: "The Queen of the West wrote in her letter that if the battle in Nanchang has reached a stalemate, we should jump out of the Qingyao front and guerrilla in the hinterland of Jiangxi. We should not only calculate the gains and losses of one city or one place, but should focus on destroying the main force of the Qingyao."  .¡±

    Zeng Wanmei let out an ooh and said, "What does the Queen of the West mean that we don't want to waste time with Qingyao under the walls of Nanchang City, and we retreat on our own initiative to look for opportunities to annihilate the enemy?"

    Chen Yucheng nodded and put the letter away and said: "Exactly, I think this is not the intention of the Queen of the West, it is probably the idea of ??the King of the West. When I came, the King of the West told me many times to fight if I can win.  If I can¡¯t win, I¡¯ll leave. I¡¯m so jealous that I¡¯ve forgotten the old man Xi Wang¡¯s instructions. Fortunately, Xi Wang Ni sent a letter to remind me.¡±

    Zeng Wanmei blinked and said, "Then what should we do?"

    Chen Yucheng raised his head and looked at the moon and said: "I just asked the village guide here to look at the moonlight tonight. There is a moon in the middle of the month, and the halo of the moon is hazy. I think it will be foggy in Nanchang tomorrow. Although the fog will be bad tomorrow  It will be inconvenient for our army to go into battle, but I expect that the Qingyao on the opposite side will be like me. They will also be affected by the heavy fog. I want to start retreating tonight."

    Zeng Wanmei hummed and said, "But what about Yang Fuqing and Yang Guozong?"

    Chen Yucheng snorted softly and said: "At the beginning of the Battle of Nanchang, I advised him to defeat the Qingyao reinforcements first, but he insisted on destroying the city because the Qingyao in the city had no fighting spirit. I did not have enough troops and horses, although I lost several times in a row.  There were several Qingyao reinforcements, but they were never able to gather and annihilate them, which is why we are in today's situation. Yang Fuqing is very happy about his success. Moreover, he arranged for our troops to fight against the Qingyao reinforcements in the south of the city, and he seems to have the intention of killing people with a borrowed knife."

    Zeng Wanmei said anxiously: "I didn't expect Dongwang's people to be so bad. Brother Chen, let's retreat now. Leave them alone."

    Chen Yucheng shook his head and said: "The King of the West also said that we in the West Palace cannot betray our teammates, but we will not let anyone else take advantage of us. Well, let's do this. Sister Wan, you and the artillery team and the baggage team will go first tonight.  , I will go see Yang Fuqing later and tell him that tomorrow our troops will retreat and jump behind Qingyao to attack Qingyao. Nanchang City is desperate and is also trying to persuade him to withdraw his troops first and then make plans."

    Zeng Wanmei hummed softly. Chen Yucheng called his personal guards to take Zeng Wanmei down to prepare, and ordered the artillery team and the baggage team to start retreating overnight. However, he took more than ten personal guards to Yang Fuqing's camp in the east of the city.  Leaving the camp.

    Zeng Wanmei followed the guards to the rescue hall of the supply camp. She saw that the place was full of wounded soldiers from the Taiping Army in the West Palace. Many rescue officers and female soldiers from the battalion were busy rescuing the wounded here.  Zeng Wanmei had also rescued the injured in the rescue center. When she saw this, she ignored the greetings of her guards and rolled up her sleeves to help.

    After a while, Chen Yucheng's general order was issued, and the rescue center began to collect the wounded. Except for the wounded who were being treated, the others began to pack up and prepare to retreat. The entire camp was brightly lit, and they carried the wounded onto oxcarts and horse-drawn carriages.  , were transported to the Gan River and picked up by the navy, and the rest of the supplies were packed and put on the carriage to be taken away.

    I don¡¯t know how much time passed, but after Zeng Wanmei helped the rescue officer of the army to complete the amputation treatment for the last wounded person, she watched the injured person being carried away by the rescue officers of the Taiping Army before she washed her hands.  stained with blood, walked out of the tent and saw nothing but the skyThe moon is already at the end of the month, and the sky is getting darker, but it is the darkness before dawn.

    "Wanmei, why haven't you left yet?" Chen Yucheng's voice came over. When Zeng Wanmei looked back, she saw Chen Yucheng and several personal guards commanding the retreat. He walked quickly when he saw her.

    Zeng Wanmei took two steps forward and smiled slightly: "Brother Chen, I'll help you and leave. Well, what did Yang Guozong say?"

    Chen Yucheng's face darkened, and he said with a smile: "He said that if we in the West Palace are afraid of the Qing Yao, we can leave on our own."

    Zeng Wanmei sighed and said: "The people in the East Palace have always been so arrogant. Brother Chen, are you angry?"

    Chen Yucheng said calmly: "It doesn't matter if Yang Fuqing insults me, but he can't joke with the lives of tens of millions of soldiers. The battle in Nanchang has reached a stalemate, which is urgent and difficult to break. If Qingyao's other reinforcements come again, I'm afraid it will be difficult to escape, and he doesn't want to leave.  , We in the West Palace can't spend any more time with him, I decided to personally lead five thousand soldiers and horses to the rear tomorrow, and the rest will retreat to Poyang first."

    Zeng Wanmei couldn't help but worry when she heard that he was going to the throne in person. She stepped forward and held his hand and said, "Brother Chen, how about I stay and go to the throne with you?"

    Chen Yucheng said with a cold face: "Nonsense, have you forgotten the instructions of the King of the West? Unless all the men in the West Palace are dead, you female soldiers will not be allowed to go to the battlefield." Then he shouted behind him: "Chen  pock!"

    One of Chen Yucheng's personal guards stepped forward and said: "My subordinates are here!"

    Chen Yucheng said: "You take Zeng Wanmei and the artillery troops and leave first. If she leaves alone, I will punish you!"

    The bodyguard Chen Mazi responded loudly. Seeing how determined Chen Yucheng was, Zeng Wanmei had to say be careful and followed Chen Mazi away.

    After Zeng Wanmei left, Lai Wenguang, a Taiping Army general beside Chen Yucheng, smiled slightly and said: "Chen Jiandian, it seems that once the war in Jiangxi is over, we can have your wedding wine when we return to Sufu."

    Chen Yucheng and his generals are like brothers. Lai Wenguang is also an old brother from Guangxi. He has experienced many wars with the King of the West. They are also old acquaintances and they often joke with each other.  When Lai Wenguang said this, Chen Yucheng's face could not help but heat up slightly, and he smiled dryly and said: "My sister Wan and I have agreed to wait until her grandfather's three-year filial piety period has passed before we talk about the marriage."

    Lai Wenguang nodded and said: "Yes, although our brothers in the West Palace believe in God, we must always abide by the filial piety of our ancestors. Chen Jiandian, I am just worried that if we withdraw before the battle this time, will the East King let the West  The king is in trouble"

    Chen Yucheng shook his head and said: "When the King of the West came, he told me that I would make my own decision before the battle. But if there is any discord with the friendly forces, he will deal with the King of the East. Brother Lai, let's do our own thing.  That¡¯s it.¡±

    Lai Wenguang nodded and said: "Yes, Yang Fuqing's son is not good enough and we don't need to spend time here with him in the West Palace. The Queen of the West is right, we can just kill more Qingyao. If he wants to occupy the East Palace, he can occupy it himself."  go."

    Chen Yucheng nodded and said: "Yes, I have already informed Yang Fuqing. In any case, we will stay for another day tomorrow and then leave. Whether he sends troops to take over or retreats, we are all up to him. Brother Lai  When marching and fighting in heavy fog, you cannot use command flags to command the various units. You can only use war drums, gongs, horns, etc. to command. Tomorrow, all the units behind the palace should unify the meaning of war drums, gongs, and horns to facilitate the movement of soldiers and generals.  .¡±

    Lai Wenguang praised: "Okay, this is how it should be. Advance when you hear the war drums, retreat when you hear the gongs, and fight suddenly when you hear the horns. In the thick fog, you can only command with sounds. Later I will explain the meaning of each sound.  Reorganize it and send it to all ministries. The orders must be unified tomorrow. Moreover, in the heavy fog, it is easiest to lose direction, so the army should prepare more simple sinans, which will be of great use tomorrow."

    Chen Yucheng nodded, but frowned and said: "It will be foggy tomorrow, we can't see anything, and the use of firearms is restricted, what should we do?"

    Lai Wenguang also frowned and said: "My subordinates are not familiar with using firearms in dense fog, so there is no better way."

    Chen Yucheng nodded and said: "In this case, I will order all the troops to prepare their swords and guns tomorrow. In addition to being able to use firearms and swords in hand-to-hand combat, our West Palace soldiers are not afraid of the demons!" Lai Wenguang nodded in agreement and immediately ordered all the troops to prepare.

    That night, the Taiping and Qing armies were quietly preparing. At the third watch of the day, all the Qing and Taiping armies made meals to keep the soldiers well fed. They followed groups to the front of the camp, and each department issued new orders.  , listen to the sound of drums, gongs and trumpets in action.

    The various troops of the Qing army also adjusted their cannons, and they only waited for an order to fire.  The large group of musketeers assembled as a reserve and waited in the second line of camps.  In the tunnel, the Qing army buried tens of thousands of kilograms of gunpowder and pulled out the lead, just waiting for the order.

    At the fourth watch, the sky is still dark, although it is not bright yet, but the heavy fog has begun to appear, and it is impossible to see anything within a few steps of the fire in the thick fog.

    The various departments of the Qing army obviously did not expect this heavy fog. Ronglu looked at the sky and murmured softly: "This fog comes at the wrong time. It seems that we need to pay more attention to the changes in the sky in the future." (To be continued.)  Search Piaotian Literature, the novels will be better and updated faster!
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