The general soldier Li Chengcheng touched his chin and hesitated, after repeated reconnaissance by the scouts of Fengji Fort, the Jiannu who came had three iron cavalry and 100 personal soldiers, a total of 1,000 people. There were 3,000 heavy infantry soldiers, 5,700 soldiers from the newly attached Yalu River 3rd Division and the White Sheep Bone Division, and 4,800 slave aha soldiers in charge of logistics. A total of nearly 14,500 people.

There are 4,000 Youyang soldiers and 700 Mao soldiers, and for some reason recently, a 600-person infantry cavalry sailor army has come. In total, there were Ming troops in Hupiyi, 5,300 people. Friend and foe are close to three to one. There is a huge disparity in strength. There is no small risk of rushing to attack.

Although he commanded 2,000 foot soldiers and 3,000 iron cavalry, they were all the old men of Li Chengliang, who had shocked Liaodong for many years, and he still had the strength to fight with Jiannu. But now the Li family is unlucky, and they can't count on it, and in the future, these troops will be the most important bargaining chips in their own foothold, and only by preserving their strength can they mix at this table.

When it was dark, new information came that the sailors had actually planted gunpowder on the glacier and blew it up when Jiannu was halfway across the river, and then wiped out more than 1,500 regular hoplites. Such a big credit made his eyes hot, and it was impossible to let them spit it out, the contradiction between the northern and southern soldiers has been a long time, and it is strange that these southern barbarians do not fight with him.

When the news came, the doll marshal named Sakhalian was beaten by the southern barbarians, and actually mobilized 9,000 men to besiege the Tiger Skin Station, and there were only more than 3,000 miscellaneous soldiers left in the camp, and at this time an insidious plan appeared in his mind. He has 3,000 iron horsemen in his hand, and if he goes directly to attack Sakhalian's battalion, it is estimated that he will be able to win nine out of ten, and then act at the opportunity. As for whether to save the southern soldiers, we will talk about it then. In the middle of the night, I finally made up my mind. All the cavalry dispatched, regardless of the hard-fought Tiger Skin Post, and the whole army attacked Sakhalian's camp.

Groups of cavalry rushed out of the south gate of the only city gate of Fengji Fort. Go straight to the Sakhalian camp.

At this time, the battle of Hupiyi was already white-hot, and the Youyang native soldiers became more and more proficient in the tactics of such watchtowers, trenches, and communication trenches. The searchlight on the lookout tower has been replaced with calcium carbide twice, and it has been strafing in all directions, and the situation everywhere is clear. There is also a table on the top floor that is 1.5 meters square, and on it is the camp area and the surrounding sand table. Wang Gui, Bai Zaixiang and Li Yu were discussing around the sand table, seeing that the sky was about to dawn, the camp was full of melee Youyang soldiers and Jiannu, Youyang soldiers were haunted, constantly maneuvering in the traffic trench and the watchtower of the junction point of the traffic trench, concentrating local superior forces to attack Jiannu. Hold on to the watchtowers with a small number of troops.

The dense gathering area of the traffic trench is covered with felled tree segments, covered with earth, sand and gravel, and drenched with water to freeze into ice. Jiannu didn't know the situation, he didn't know the direction and connection points of these traffic trenches, and even in some places, he didn't know anything about the traffic trenches under his feet.

Sakhalian listened to the report with a gloomy face in the newly erected tent, now that Kamutu has been helped down and healed, he and Turg are left in command, and the battle has been fought so far, he has to hide and feel uncomfortable, continue to fight, I don't know when I can take it down, and I am unwilling to retreat, and it is difficult to get in, and it is even more difficult to withdraw and enter again.

Especially the small Ming army on that small high ground, which was as hard as a stone, and the casualties were almost a thousand, and they did not advance an inch. The muskets were sharp, the artillery was fierce. There is also a kind of bomb that is thrown, which is very powerful.

There were only a hundred musketeers on the front line, but the rate of fire of these hundred musketeers was three to six times that of the Eight Banners Musketeers. And the accuracy of the marksmanship within 100 meters is scary. As long as the demon lantern (searchlight) on the top of the mountain is illuminated within 100 meters, basically every time a gunshot is fired, one person falls to the ground.

The sky has slightly revealed the morning light, according to the latest report, the melee in the camp is still there, and there is no hope of ending the battle for a long time, but the situation has changed in the direction that is unfavorable to the Eight Banners, as if the other party has an eye in the sky, perceiving everything, and often a small force suddenly appears to eat his smaller troops.

At present, more than 9,000 people have suffered casualties and nearly 3,000 casualties, and it is estimated that half of the Youyang native soldiers in the camp are left, and it is estimated that there are more than 200 left, but the naval division has only lost less than 100 auxiliary soldiers, and most of them were killed by throwing grenades and being shot by heavy arrows. But it was the remaining half of the people who were obviously beginning to become familiar with the combat mode in the battalion. Casualties began to decrease sharply, and the casualties of the Eight Banners began to increase dramatically. Sakhalian, who had lost too many chips, could not retreat.

In the end, Sakhalian gritted his teeth, and there was no way to explain when he went back, so he simply pressed the whole army, and the sky was dawning, and the big battalion had already attacked it, and he didn't believe that he couldn't win the battle.

In the early hours of the morning, just after dawn, three men quietly crawled to the door of the Sakhalian camp with gunpowder bags, and glanced at the soldiers dozing with spears on the wooden watchtower. He piled up the gunpowder packets under the gate and watchtower, lit the fuse, and then ran back desperately, running for nearly 100 meters before jumping under the embankment.

Boom, boom, boom a series of loud noises came, the gate and the wooden building were directly blown away, and nearly a hundred cavalry roared into the camp, led by Chen Hu and Li Hui.

The wee hours of the morning were the deepest time for everyone to sleep, these people were all slaves and miscellaneous soldiers, all of them were weak and sick, a group of people with poor martial skills, and many of them were newly conquered tribesmen, and they still had a bitter hatred for Jianzhou, but they had to give in. Now the army is surrounding the Ming army, but I didn't expect it to be sneak attacked, and they are all very lax. The loud explosion suddenly caused the effect of bombing the camp, and there was chaos.

The cavalry sentry rushed in according to the prior plan, a team of five people, and when they saw the tent, they threw a grenade, and ten Jiannu soldiers in a tent were busy looking for clothes, armor and weapons, and they were all blown up into the sky with a loud bang. The camp is full of disheveled Jiannu scurrying around, a lot of light, seeing the Jiannu with weapons in hand, the cavalry did not bother, directly put down with a shot, each cavalry is equipped with five guns and ten grenades, and there are still about eight per person left. This time, Sentinel Chen Hu specially allowed the use of five. Five hundred grenades were enough to completely destroy tents, horse pens, baggage, etc.

As long as there were assembled Jiannu, a team of five cavalry rushed over and threw grenades and blew them up directly. These Jiannu soldiers had never seen such a weapon. Seeing the people who were blown up, their limbs were flying, their flesh and blood were splashing everywhere, their livers and gallbladders were cracked, and their legs were weak.

At this time, more than a hundred cavalry were assembled in the distance, and it was the men and horses of the crippled Turg's cavalry, who was still fighting in Sakhalian, and was fighting west of the river at this time, and these cavalry were temporarily led by the scout captain Bikota.

"Blow the assembly horn," Chen Hu ordered. The trumpeter beside him immediately blew the trumpet, and the standard-bearer held the flag high and waved. The cavalry from all over the camp immediately gathered at the banner and reloaded the muskets. Soon the team of nearly 100 men regrouped and lined up in two horizontal columns, quickly reloading five muskets.

As soon as the gun was loaded, the Jiannu cavalry on the opposite side had already rushed over, Chen Hu flashed his hand, a burst of fire flashed, a gunfire like a burst of beans rang out, and the apocalypse fired a volley of mounted guns, and half of the men and horses on the opposite side fell off their horses.

"All of them, charge, change hands" Chen Hu ordered, and the cavalry post quickly attacked.

By this time, the cavalrymen had recognized these old rivals, and they were so frightened that they turned around and ran. The Arabian horses of the cavalry post quickly caught up, and after a roar of fire, the last cavalry fell from his horse.

After seeing that the cavalry was so simply finished, the remaining more than 2,000 miscellaneous soldiers immediately turned around and ran, too many people crowded the gate and couldn't get out for a while, and even trampled on each other and slashed and killed. The cavalry sentry was unhurriedly bombarded with firearms in the rear. Finally, the last group of miscellaneous soldiers escaped from the camp and fled all the way in the direction of Fushun.

After a short pursuit, the cavalry sentry returned to the camp and set fire to the camp and burned the camp supplies. Horses and livestock were taken away, and shield wagons, wagons, and wooden buildings were burned. Then quickly retreat to a safe distance to prevent the enemy from coming back.

At midnight (9-11 o'clock) in the morning, when Li Bingcheng led his troops to the Sakhalian camp, he was stunned and stuck in front of the camp that had been burned to ruins, and more than 1,000 dead and wounded soldiers were wailing on the ground, and the food and baggage were burning with a raging fire.