u0005 Despite the huge momentum of the rebel army, three ambushes came out to surround the coalition army, but the battle was one-sided, or it would be more appropriate to say that it was a massacre.

No matter how brave and fearless the rebels were, they were unable to break through the iron net of death constructed by dense rain of bullets. They fell in pieces on the road of charge. No one could rush to the front of the official army formation, let alone attack the official army. Caused a little bit of damage.

The ambush troops on the left and right flanks of the rebel army were all old, weak, sick, disabled, and women. Their purpose was just to scare and confuse the officers and soldiers. After two to three hundred people fell, they turned around and ran back. In an instant, they ran away without a trace, leaving only The ground was covered with corpses and a mess of weapons such as hoes, sticks, and forks.

On the rear battlefield, with a clear gunshot, the last charging rebel leader fell headlong onto the grass stained red with blood, declaring the end of the battle.

Two thousand elite veterans, two thousand young men, a total of four thousand rebels, no one turned around and ran away, they all fell on the charging road, their deaths were very tragic, but also awe-inspiring.

"The second battalion rests where it is, while the first battalion searches the battlefield and gives them a good time. Pay attention to vigilance and maintain combat readiness." Lan Fang calmly gave the order.

Cleaning the battlefield involves cleaning up corpses, cremating and burying them, collecting various trophies, etc. Searching the battlefield involves checking whether any enemies are pretending to be dead, capturing wounded soldiers, etc.

The battle is not over yet, and it is not the time to clean the battlefield. Furthermore, the New Army's uniform muskets, chest-protecting tactical vests, swords and armor are all outdated and obsolete. He is not interested at all, and they are all left to Qin Liangyu. Therefore, cleaning the battlefield The matter is left to the Baigan Army.

The battlefield was full of wounded soldiers from the rebel army, and they should be treated, but he knew that with current medical technology, even if military doctors tried their best to treat them, most of the wounded would die due to excessive injuries or postoperative infection.

In addition, the army does not carry much medicine, which may not be enough to treat its own wounded. There are only a few military doctors who know how to operate, and they are simply too busy, let alone treating these wounded rebels.

He was in awe of the bravery and loyalty of these 4,000 rebels, so he specially asked his subordinates to give the wounded rebels a happy ending and help them end their pain earlier and suffer less, which was also a tribute to them.

Lin Bocheng, the commander of the first battalion, led his team to search the battlefield. After a while, the sound of gunfire rang out, and the shrill howls of pain gradually disappeared.

On the frontal battlefield, the fierce battle continued. In order to boost morale and break through the defensive formation of the army, Liu Wenxiu held the flag with one hand and charged forward on his horse.

Riding a white war horse, bright armor, and a battle flag, such a target is too conspicuous to the sniper hidden in the defensive formation.

At least two groups of snipers aimed their four sniper rifles at Liu Wenxiu at the same time and pulled the triggers at about the same time.

The sound of the gunfire was covered up by the rumbling sound of cannons and the dense volley of firecrackers. Liu Wenxiu, who was holding the flag and riding the horse and shouting, suddenly felt a sudden shock in his chest. The pain in his heart was as sharp as the night, and he quickly drowned him. He fell off the horse. The battle flag fell to the ground.

"General..."

The guard on one side burst into surprise. He quickly jumped off his horse and supported Liu Wenxiu. After a look, he discovered that there were two small blood holes in his chest. Blood was pouring out of the small holes, dyeing the armor red.

"General, he's... out of breath..."

A guard checked his breathing and found that Liu Wenxiu had expired. He was shocked to death.

When the rebel soldiers who were charging nearby heard that Liu Wenxiu had been killed, they were all dumbfounded. Their steps instinctively stopped. The general was killed. What should they do?

"Liu Wenxiu is dead, the whole army attacks!"

Qin Liangyu had been observing the battlefield with a monocular. She not only saw Liu Wenxiu charging with the flag, but also saw two blood flowers shooting out of his chest and falling off his horse. She immediately shouted loudly and gave the order for the entire army to attack.

"Liu Wenxiu is dead, rush."

The white-armed soldiers let out a thundering roar and charged forward with their white-armed guns.

The charging rebels instinctively stopped and turned to look back, looking for Liu Wenxiu's handsome flag, but they did not see the handsome flag that was flying high just now. In addition, the white pole army launched an overwhelming counterattack, shaking the sky. The roar of killing shook their hearts, making them all panic, and instinctively turned around and ran back.

Some of the rebels continued to charge forward. Although they were brave, they did not have many comrades around them, and they were overwhelmed by the dense white pole soldiers in an instant.

The situation on the battlefield reversed, and the rebels fled in panic. The officers and soldiers were hot behind them and rushed into the city. The rebels were leaderless and unable to organize effective resistance. In less than an hour, Qin Liangyu's flag was planted on the top of Chengdu.

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