At three o'clock, outside the city of Shenyang.

The Houjin camp was crowded, the banner covered the sky and the sun, even if it was deliberately covered, the dust raised by the horse's hooves still floated into the air, so that the Ming soldiers who patrolled the city of Shenyang at night found the clue.

A city patrol of the East City Gate found out about the incident and quickly reported it to the chief soldier Li Chengyin.

At the same time, the Houjin army had already made the final arrangements before heading south, and Nurhachi led all the Beylers and the Eight Banners cavalry to gather in the camp, as if they were waiting for something.

Amin was wearing a lightning rod helmet, holding the reins of a horse in one hand, and was cursing the heavens and the earth.

"Old Xiucai, didn't you say that the south wind turned at three o'clock, why is it still the southwest wind? What's the point, aren't you watching the sky at night? ”

"What did you observe?"

As the sun gradually rose, the rest of the people gradually became irritable, and Nurhachi heard the scolding here getting louder and louder, and directly drew his saber and said coldly:

"Shut up."

At the sound of an order, the audience was silent.

At this moment, a change began to take place in the heavens.

"Listen..."

The people of Houjin pricked up their ears and felt it with bated breath, and in a moment's effort, the wind and sand gradually rose, blowing fiercely on the iron helmets behind their heads.

"It's up, the south wind is up!"

Huang Taiji laughed and raised his saber:

"The warriors of the Eight Banners, follow me south, capture Liaoyang, and capture Xiong Tingbi alive!"

"Capture Liaoyang and capture Xiong Tingbi alive!!"

The leaders of the Houjin Army were all impressed, and they lifted Fan Wencheng up and threw him into the air, cheering and jumping.

Nurhachi looked up at the wind and sand that were becoming more and more violent, but he was in a good mood, under such a wind, the Eight Banners cavalry was like a god!

At this time, even if the reinforcements of the Ming Dynasty came, they were confident that they would defeat them in one fell swoop and restore the glory of the Battle of Salhu!

Amin seemed to scold Fan Wencheng for what he had just said, and when he turned his head, he forgot about it, and he led his cavalry to rush out first.

Huang Taiji sneered, this product is fighting for merit, there is no way, who made the family a pioneer appointed by the Great Khan!

Soon, outside the city of Shenyang, the soldiers and horses of the Houjin army camp continued to withdraw, rolling horses' hooves, and went straight to Liaoyang with the wind and sand.

At the head of Shenyang City, Li Chengyin looked at the Houjin Army camp in the distance, his face was solemn, and he said to his generals: "Go and call Man Gui quickly!" ”

Man Gui didn't sleep all night, his eyelids jumped wildly, and he always felt that something big was about to happen.

He came to the city wall, looked at the Houjin army and horses that were heading south, and did not speak.

Man Gui's gaze was still calm, but his heart was not calm.

Liaoyang City, maintaining the entire Liaoshen Plain, and even the trend of the war in Liaodong, once the slave army storms at any cost, this will be in an extremely unfavorable situation for the imperial court.

The road to North Korea by land will be completely cut off, and even if Fuyuwei is saved, it will become a useless piece of fat.

Just put it in the mouth of the slave chief, and let it bite!

There is nothing to arrange again, Man Gui took a deep breath, tried his best to make his tone appear calm, and slowly ordered:

"Prepare fast horses, flying pigeons, in short, use all means, as quickly as possible, to report this matter to Lord Jingluo!"

Ren Guozhong said worriedly:

"Dashuai, the wind direction has changed, the flying pigeons and fast horses can't go long, and the speed is greatly reduced, and when they arrive in Liaoyang, I'm afraid there won't be much time to arrange."

Li Chengyin sighed.

"It's over..."

"How can you say that the direction of the wind has changed, does God favor Jiannu?"

All the generals were dejected and silent.

Indeed, the southwesterly wind was extremely advantageous for the defense of the city, and as long as it lasted a few more days, when reinforcements arrived, it could counterattack or hold on.

Whether it is a counteroffensive or a stalemate, it is very beneficial to Daming.

But on the critical two days when Zhu Xieyuan was about to arrive in Liaoshen, the wind direction changed from southwest to south, so that Jiannu's cavalry was even more powerful on the plain.

No matter which reinforcements want to arrive in Liaoyang, they are marching against the wind, and it is very likely that they will be broken by Jiannu and repeat the tragedy of the Battle of Salhu!

Man Gui glared at them and shouted:

"Even if you go out of the city to support and Shenyang is lost, you must keep Liaoyang, Liaoyang is the foundation of the imperial court in Liaodong, and there is no room for loss!"

"Once Liaoyang is lost, Liaodong will be finished!"

He took a deep breath and said:

"Prepare the fastest horse, no matter what, send the news to Liaoyang as soon as possible!"

Li Chengyin's heart sank, and he hugged his fists and said:

"Yes!"

......

The Houjin army took advantage of the wind to go south, which was indeed a good move.

If the opponent is not an experienced general, it is likely to miss this excellent opportunity to block the day and night, and thus fall into passivity.

Before this, even Xiong Tingbi didn't believe that Nurhachi would work so hard.

However, it is a pity that Xiong Tingbi calculated all possible changes in the battle situation, including the change of wind direction this time, and the sudden southward movement of the Houjin army.

Fan Wencheng was highly respected in Houjin for successfully measuring the time of the change of the south wind.

However, Xiong Tingbi knew that the southwest wind was about to turn five days before Fan Wencheng's "night observation of the sky", so he immediately made corresponding arrangements.

For Xiong Tingbi, Liaodong's heavy burden is all one, and since the war, he has not been able to sleep a night.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he could see the Liao people who died tragically under the butcher's knife due to his strategic mistakes.

If you don't win this battle, Xiong Tingbi will have trouble sleeping!

When fighting, Xiong Tingbi will not only pay attention to the battle situation at all times, but also the terrain, the morale of generals and soldiers, as well as the wind and rain, he has to personally measure it.

Of course, accurate measurements are impossible.

Xiong Tingbi could only guess a rough idea, and then think of a way to deal with it in advance, so as not to be in a hurry at that time.

You must know that as a general of the army and a feudal official of Liaodi, every mistake he makes may cause the entire battle situation to collapse in an instant!

On the night of Nurhachi's southward journey, when the Houjin army marched non-stop to the boundary of more than 80 miles north of Liaoyang City, Xiong Tingbi received a tip from Man Gui.

At this moment, the distance between the Houjin soldiers and the city of Liaoyang is more than one day, and at least a few hours, and there is no time to waste.

In front of the generals, Xiong Tingbi also had a solemn face.

Everyone understands that the Slave Chief is here to fight hard this time, and he will never return to Hetuara without distinguishing a winner or loser.

Although under the city of Shenyang, the Houjin army lost more than 20,000 people.

However, the main force of the Eight Banners they damaged was less than 1,000 people, and compared to the less than 50,000 defenders in Liaoyang, Nurhachi's strength was still twice as much as Xiong Tingbi's.

The current Ming army, not to mention that the Eight Banners Army is like a tiger, but also saw the battle flag of the Eight Banners from afar, and the morale of the army is exhausted, and such morale cannot be won in the field.

Xiong Tingbi pressed one hand on the map and was silent.

If Liaoyang has three long and two short, not to mention Shenyang, Guangning can be saved!

Sun Chengzong's so-called Ningjin defense line strategy may be guaranteed for a while, but in the long run, it may also drag down the Ming Dynasty.

At that point, the finances will only become more stretched.

Leaning less, Xiong Tingbi said in a deep voice:

"The slave chief came this time to catch us off guard, if this plan fails, he will repeat his old tricks and surround us to help."

"The wind is in favor of Jiannu, and they can't be allowed to consume the imperial court's military strength in Liaodong."

Cao Wenzhao clenched his fists and said:

"Master Jingluo, take an idea, everyone listens to you!"

Cao Bianjiao was at a young age, and he was not afraid at all, he stood up, looked around at everyone with tiger eyes, and said loudly: "Jing slightly points to the east, I will never go west!" ”

"Since Jiannu is coming, then fight for your life!"

Xue Laiyin thought of something, and then reminded him:

"Lord Jinglu, Man Gui said in the book that the new firearms sent by the Shandong Ordnance Bureau by sea are extremely sharp in actual combat."

"When defending the city in the Battle of Shenyang, even the slave soldiers in heavy armor couldn't withstand the blow of the new shotgun."

Xiong Tingbi sneered, indeed, the new combat effectiveness of the imperial court is strong, which he did not expect, and it is estimated that the slave chief also did not expect it.

This can be a miracle soldier and make a difference at a critical moment.

Xiong Tingbi stared at the map and said:

"Remove the banner of Liaoyang City, recruit some elderly people to go to the city, and put the old armor in the armory, move it out and send it down."

"To give Jiannu Liaoyang City the illusion that it is weak and they can be decided in a battle, doesn't the slave chief like to use spies to explore the way?"

"I'll play it for him this time!"

Xiong Tingbi had long expected that once Nurhachi was defeated in Shenyang and sensed the change in wind direction, he would definitely come to Liaoyang, so he had already prepared.

He tapped his finger on the map and said:

"The arrangement has already been arranged, but the soldiers are treacherous, and the slave chiefs are used to using the Three Kingdoms as a military book, so this time I will compete with him."

"The person who gives advice to the slave chief is really a mediocre talent in the world!"

When the words fell, everyone laughed.

Xue Laiyin couldn't help but say: "Lord Jingluo is still so true temperament, fast talking!" The last general is convinced! ”