Journey Through the Plane of the Lord God

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

On both sides of the iron bridge across the Qishan River, towering sprays of water were blown up by artillery shells from the five-province coalition.

Although these shellings hindered the Taiping Unified Army's speed across the river to a certain extent, they also exposed the location of their artillery positions.

In the sky, the only airship carrier of the 17th Airship Regiment slowly lowered its altitude in the clouds. The propeller-driven monoplanes sprinted from the flight deck on the back of the airship carrier with bursts of roar.

With a loud sound, it swooped down.

If we say that for bombing by airships flying relatively slowly, the bombed people still have a certain amount of time to escape.

So if it is locked by a J-3 Taipinghui airship carrier-based aircraft with a speed of up to 460 kilometers per hour, the attacker will have almost no possibility of moving and escaping.

Along with the roar of the plane, the harsh roar and red fire after a series of bomb explosions sounded in the woods on both sides of the Qishan River.

The sound of artillery fire from the coalition forces of the five provinces in Daqing, which had been extremely arrogant just now, fell silent in an instant and never sounded again.

But at this time, the large forces of the five-province coalition also responded.

Braided warriors with ferocious expressions, riding tall horses, holding sharp sabers in one hand and cavalry muskets in the other, drove the numb Chinese soldiers of the Green Camp and charged towards the Taiping Unified Army crossing the river.

The reason why the word "driving" is used here is because the unified army now has absolute air superiority.

Under normal circumstances, the Green Battalion, which only served as soldiers and received imperial rations, would not dare to attack the scorched river bank where the Taiping bandits were advancing, which could be bombed by airships at any time.

But who let those braided nationalities personally serve as "military police" and supervise the division behind the scenes? No matter how unhappy the Chinese Green Camp officers are, it is not up to them to have the final say now.

The Daqing Dynasty was dominated by braided tribes. According to Chinese military books with a long history, the phenomenon of sages "loving soldiers as sons" has never appeared in the generals of this dynasty. The superiors regarded the soldiers on the front line as their own.

Consumables are just numbers.

The forward soldiers of the Taiping Tongyuan Army who fought across the river charged to the other side. Using the personal fortification armor they carried with them, and in conjunction with the bomb craters after the previous bombing, they quickly built several trenches, and added the Taiping Hui's

The Jiefang Type 3 chain machine gun firmly held the position.

"Ta!" "Ta!" "Ta!"

The bullet casings beside the chain machine gun continued to fly out, and the young soldiers of the Taiping Unified Army mow down the enemy like wheat.

Due to differences in weapon technology, the range of the Liberation III machine gun far exceeds the range of the muskets held by the Green Camp soldiers of the coalition forces in Daqing's five provinces.

In other words, in the early stage of the "Battle of Qishan River Crossing", it seemed that the coalition forces of the five provinces in Daqing had been taking the initiative, using their superior strength to continuously besiege the unified army positions that had just fought across the river.

But in fact, among the tens of thousands of Green Camp Chinese soldiers who participated in the siege of the defense line, not even a single shot was a useful attack.

At the most intense moment, those Green Camp soldiers who braved airship and aircraft air strikes and rushed to the defensive positions all looked horrified, and then their flesh and limbs were torn apart by machine gun bullets, and they wailed and cried in unison, literally.

Rivers of blood flowed in the Taiping Unified Army positions.

According to the post-war statistics of this battle, nearly 20,000 Green Camp soldiers fell on this cross-river defense line.

None of the Taiping Unified Army soldiers who participated in this battle were physically harmed, but psychologically, hundreds of young soldiers were greatly affected.

Interestingly, these psychologically shocked soldiers almost all recorded in their later memoirs and personal diaries that they felt that what they participated in was not a battle, but a massacre!

At the beginning, they all felt very uncomfortable and thought that they were like executioners.

But later, after being enlightened by the leaders of the Taiping Association of the army, they finally understood that they were not executioners!

Those decadent Daqing upper classes, those ancient feudal systems, those braided nationalities and feudal bureaucratic generals who drove the Green Camp soldiers to death are the real executioners!

These young soldiers who emerged from the shadow of psychological shock all strengthened their thoughts of "to achieve peace". In the following years, almost all of them became real members of the Taiping Society. Some of the most outstanding comrades among them even became members of the Taiping Society.

It will make a great contribution to the future international movement of "To Peace" around the world...

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"That damn liar!"

"Expired military aircraft! What's the 'Huangshan Fire Phoenix'? What's the 'Ten Miles Arrow God'?"

With a sound of "Bang!", the braided Sibeile, who seemed to have some regal demeanor before, kicked over the desk in front of him.

At this time, in the large tent of the Chinese army of the self-defense coalition of the five provinces in Daqing, Si Beile's face showed no trace of the approachable attitude he had when he had wooed Huang Yi from the Fire Phoenix Palace. It was full of ferocity and anger, and he roared.

"They are all trash. There is no need to interrogate them. Just drag them down and kill them directly!"

Governor Ma Liyang was sitting at the bottom of the tent, half-squinting his eyes as he glanced at the table in front of him, his face full of gloom.

When future generations look back on this war and this period of history, people all know that using extraordinary bow skills to attack airships was a very failed decision.

First of all, the military behemoth airship used by the Taiping Society for its own use is not the fire-resistant foreign trade version sold to Oparo.

Secondly, in the face of the giant military airship that is hundreds of meters long and made of special materials, even if the arrow hits and penetrates several thumb-sized holes, what use will it be?

But one thing is unquestionable, that is, Sibeile's order to kill Huang Yi without interrogation was very wrong.

First of all, this kind of move directly led to the other remaining resistance forces in Daqing. After learning the information about this war, they still thought that Governor Ma and Sibeile were deceived by Huang Yi and did not find Taiping.

The key information that the Society's airships were not afraid of fire brought great convenience to the follow-up of the unification war initiated by the Taiping Society.

Secondly, a person who can shoot arrows for more than ten miles and still maintain sufficient lethality can be called a super sniper even on the modern battlefield decades later. His existence like a god of death on the battlefield is so useless.

The meaning was beheaded, which made many military scientists of later generations of the Taiping Society feel very fortunate.

Because according to their judgment and analysis, if Huofeng Palace monk Huang Yi can exert his combat effectiveness normally and attack the Taiping soldiers across the river instead of attacking the airship, then the Taiping unified army will have to pay at least three digits.

He suffered huge casualties and had to sacrifice two digits of aircraft to launch a death raid to eliminate him.

Not to mention far away.

The messenger who was lying on the ground with his back against the door of the tent, after hearing Sibeile's roar, quickly raised his head and looked at Governor Ma Liyang's profile. After seeing that the old man did not voice any objection, he said.

"Yes, sir."

After finishing speaking, he carefully exited the tent, fearing that he would be angered by the angry superior.

Next, there was a dead silence in the big tent. From time to time, messengers came to deliver the latest military information on the battlefield, but they were all bad news, making the two people in the big tent feel even more depressed.

After all, most of the soldiers in the self-defense coalition forces in the five provinces of Daqing, Gansu and Suzhou are not the "firm faith" army like the Taiping Unified Army that Hong Tiangui spent ten years building. Instead, they are just "eating imperial food" and braiding their hair under the temptation

They are just a third-rate army that charged under the pressure of the "Supervisory Team".

As time went by, faced with huge casualties, especially the mountains of corpses and seas of blood in front of the defense line on the Qishan River bank, many of the later Green Camp troops just took one look at the scene on the battlefield and collapsed directly. They killed the supervising troops.

People with braided hair become an escape from the establishment.

"Ma Gong, what should I do next?"

Sibeile with braided hair and six gods asked the governor Ma Liyang in the big tent. He didn't know that many of the troops on the front line had completely collapsed. He thought that the army was now using all its strength to "drag" the Taiping Unified Army on the river bank.

"Is there anywhere in this world for us to go?"

The situation is now very clear. The Taiping United Army, which cannot deal with the airship troops, is inherently invincible.

If the Taiping Army is undefeated, then only they will be defeated.

Once the army that gathered all the strength of the five provinces failed, Sibeile did not think that the remaining local garrison troops could withstand the wolf-like tiger-like Taiping bandit army.

The braided-haired royal family is not the Chinese royal family that has been tolerant and benevolent in previous dynasties. It is impossible for the other Daqing forces to accept him, an ambitious man with ambitions of the dragon throne.

Sibeile's words made Governor Ma Liyang, who was still sitting in his seat, sigh softly. Judging from his expression, he seemed to have finally made up his mind.

"well!"

"The world is so vast, I naturally have a place to go."

"But, I need to borrow something from you, Fourth Master, in order to achieve my wish!"

Ma Liyang's words were sinister, which made Sibeile subconsciously feel something was wrong, but before he could scold him, a sharp steel knife was inserted from his back, and blood gushed out from the chest with the blade.

"You, you are such a pervert..."

The braided Sibeile only had time to say these few words before he lost consciousness.

"Alas, in order to protect my clan, I can only lend Si Baile your head!"

Ma Liyang looked at Sibeile lying in a pool of blood and said sadly.

As long as there was a little hope, he was not willing to surrender to the Taiping bandits on the other side who were allocating land to the untouchables. But Ma Liyang, who had a family, a family, and a lot of blood clans, really had no hope of turning around.

The domestic spies arranged on the frontline battlefield have used secret extraordinary means to let Ma Liyang in the tent understand how terrifying the power of the Taiping Army is. It is a force that the armies of the old era cannot resist at all.

He asked the secret guard who killed Si Beile to cut off Si Beile's head and follow him, and they walked out of the camp together. He happened to see the Taiping United Army on the far bank of the river had all completed crossing the river, like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, "cleaning up"

"The remaining troops of the five provinces on the battlefield were defeated.

At this time, the evening sun happened to shine on the battlefield on the river bank, dyeing the earth a magnificent blood-red color.

An emotion that he didn't know where to come from made Ma Liyang involuntarily feel sad, tears welled up in his eyes, and he cried out.

“I didn’t expect that!”

"I am old and have been a loyal minister of Daqing for decades, but I can still see the time when 'the sun and the moon reopen to the great sky'."

"This is really, really..."

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At 18:43 pm on May 3, 1864, the 69-year-old Governor-General of the five provinces of Shaanxi and Gansu, Ma Liyang, took off his official hat and held his official seal. He presented the heads of Four Belles to Wang Huimin, commander of the Taiping Unified Central Army, and announced that Gansu and Gansu were five

The province surrendered to the Taiping Society.

This is it:

A hundred and fifty thousand troops crossed the Qishan River, and the five provinces of Gansu and Gansu were at their fingertips.

The world was shaken, and the gentry were frightened.

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