2,000 Guanning Iron Cavalry, plus Lin Yi's more than 200 guards, a total of more than 2,200 people, came to a few miles outside Zunhua City, it was already dark, and they ran for more than 120 miles in more than three hours in one breath, Lin Yi's team was indeed tired.

Lin Yi decided to rest his troops and horses on the spot, and rushed into the camp to rescue the governor Lu Xiangsheng on the third watch, and now there are still two hours before the time for action.

These two hours are very important and crucial, just to rest and recuperate, and now they are a tired army and must recover as soon as possible.

But these more than 2,000 people must take turns to rest, leave some people on guard, and let the horses feed the fodder and drink the livestock, so that the livestock can quickly recover to its vitality so that it can charge into battle in the middle of the night.

Although the combat power of the Guanning Iron Cavalry is powerful, their war horses are indispensable, which are their legs.

His soldiers set up a simple tent for Lin Yi, Lin Yi and Xiaoying nibbled on a few mouthfuls of dry food and drank a few mouthfuls of water, which was considered dinner, and the two of them rested in the tent.

Wang Qi, Erhu, He Tao, Dongsheng, Gan Bao, Jiang Xingyuan and other personal guards, took turns patrolling outside the tent, more than 2,000 people, except for a few hundred patrols and wind, most of the rest were lying on the ground, some were leaning on trees, some were leaning on the slope, some simply lay down on the spot, lying horizontally and vertically, some holding knives and guns, and some pillowing knives and guns.

These soldiers were indeed exhausted, gnawed on dry food and drank water, and then as long as they could grasp a place, they did not pick and choose, and fell asleep.

Before resting, Lin Yi took Xiao Ying and the others like a camp patrol, walked around, looked at the terrain in this area, and looked up at the sky.

It was already cold at night, but fortunately the wind was not strong tonight, and the night wind swept through the treetops, making a rustling sound.

The weather was clear, and the stars were shining like jewels on a black canopy.

Find a high place and look into the distance. In the dark distance, like a big monster lying down, it should be Zunhua City, and it can be imagined that it should be a barracks besieged by Tartars.

Because of the relative proximity and the dark sky, they did not dare to start a fire, for fear of being discovered by the Tartar spies.

After the inspection, Lin Yi and Xiaoying returned to the tent, and the two of them lay down in their clothes, leaning on each other, and fell into a deep sleep......

At this time, in Zunhua City, on the vast avenue in the city, a thousand army generals did not take off their armor, horses were saddled, and Lu Xiangsheng, who was fully armed, was swearing on a high place.

Deputy Chief Soldier Luo Dai had several wounds on his body, the most obvious one was that one arm was hanging, but he was still covered in armor, and he stood beside Lu Xiangsheng with a solemn face.

Lu Xiangsheng is tall, his face is like three autumn ancient moons, he is only in his 30s, he has been weathered, especially in the past few days, he has been directing the battle day and night, without rest, his face is turmeric, and his eyes are bloodshot, which shows that he is very tired.

But his face was still as majestic as iron, and there were personal soldiers who lit lanterns for him, and at this time, there were three special people among his 1,000 Tianxiong army, that is, Lin Yi's personal soldier Zhang Hua and two retinues.

This battle has been fought until now, and they know what awaits them next? How can a thousand people defend such a big city? What's more, now that the ammunition is exhausted, the firearms are useless, and they can only rely on a few bows and arrows to roll wood and bricks, except for these, they are their flesh and blood.

But these thousand generals are worthy of the Tianxiong Army, there is not a single coward, and there is not a single deserter, and the sound of the promise is still like a tide, which shows that its military spirit still exists.

After the oath was over, Lu Xiangsheng found a general and ordered him to take 200 generals on the third watch tonight to escort Zhang Hua and the other three people out of the camp.

The scene of the oath, Zhang Hua's blood was boiling, and now Zhang Hua knelt down for Lu Xiangsheng with a plop.

"Adults, villains can fight to the death with adults to defend the city......"

Lu Xiangsheng waved his hand, interrupted his words, and asked him to get up, "You don't have to feel guilty, you are definitely not afraid of swords and avoid swords, and you are fleeing from the battle, you are acting on the orders of this governor, hurry up and send this letter out, after seeing Lin Yi, don't let him send troops to rescue." Remember. It's not too early, hurry down and rest, and after more than an hour, get ready to break into the camp. ”

"The villain obeys the orders of the adults, and the governor takes care." Zhang Hua wiped a handful of tears, touched the letter in his chest, and left Lu Xiangsheng's camp with two entourages.

Lu Xiangsheng still inspected the city defense, and he had a hunch that this might be the last time he inspected the barracks. A thousand soldiers and horses, the four city gates are not enough to defend, let alone other places, as long as this kind of city defense Tartar is really attacked, it will definitely break the city.

Fortunately, all the 1,000 soldiers were stubborn and stood by. The day of the first watch has passed, except for those who patrol the city, those who should rest have already rested, and they must preserve their strength before the Tartars do not attack the city.

After inspecting the city defense, Lu Xiangsheng returned to his big tent, and it was already the second watch. The night insects are tired and no longer cry.

Lu Xiangsheng didn't feel sleepy at all, and walked around in the tent. He wanted to write the last letter to Emperor Chongzhen, unfolded the scroll, and after lying on the desk, he put down the pen and ink again.

Turning around the tent a few times with his hands behind his back, the dim oil lamp emitted a faint light, reflecting Lu Xiang's tall body on the tent.

The success or failure of this battle, life and death, he has long been put aside, as for the family, he no longer remembers, but he now has Lin Yi's figure in his mind, he thinks this young man in his 20s is amazing!

Lu Xiangsheng has not been in contact with Lin Yi for a long time, but he has a deep impression of Lin Yi, first of all, he learned about Lin Yi from the messenger of the Yongping prefect, the battle of Yongping was three battles and three victories, and the high-level figures of the Tartars were severely damaged.

The most impressive thing was the battle outside Yuyang City, where his men and horses were ambushed by the heavy troops of the Tartars led by Abatai. If it weren't for Lin Yi who sent Zu Keyong to gallop more than 200 miles to deliver the letter, and attacked the Tartar artillery camp at a critical moment, he would probably have been wiped out in that battle.

Lin Yi angrily killed Lu Ming, the lackey of the factory guard, which impressed Lu Xiangsheng the most, it seems that although Lin Yi was from a low background and had a small official position, he was righteous and awe-inspiring, jealous and hateful, bold and careful, resourceful, and would inevitably grow into a pillar of the country in the future, even if his chief soldier Liu Zhaoji was not comparable.

It's a pity that this son was born in troubled times, and he encountered such a court, I hope he can escape this catastrophe......

Lu Xiangsheng thought about it, he felt really sleepy, and he was lying on this bed, and his head quickly became chaotic......

In the Tartar barracks outside Zunhua City, 20,000 horses surrounded Zunhua City, and when it was just dark, Tan Tai gathered all his subordinates together and swore an oath.

Now the preparations for his retreat are almost complete, grain, grass, tents, military fosters, ammunition and baggage, all the loaders have been moved to the carts, some are dragged on horses, and the few heavy guns left are reserved for blasting open the city gate tonight.

The heads of the Tartars, all shiny and shiny, all dragged money rat pigtails, if it made the Han people feel a little disgusting, but they took it as beauty, and one by one deliberately did not wear hats, and stood solemnly in the face of Tan Tai.

Tan Tai's current official position is no longer a Gushan Ezhen, but Zhang Jing, who was promoted to the Bayala Battalion, which is the official position of the former Qing Dynasty, which is equivalent to the commander of the Han army, or the position of deputy chief soldier of the general army.

"Ladies and gentlemen, success or failure is a matter of success tonight. Lu Xiangsheng ran out of ammunition and food, and there were no more bird soldiers under his command, so he went into the city, never sealed the knife, and captured Lu Xiangsheng alive or beheaded him. Remember, this is our last chance. ”

"Victory, victory......" The Tartars also shouted in anticipation, and the sound shook the sky.

Tan Tai waved his big hand, and the scene calmed down again: "Rest early tonight, make food on the second watch, attack the city on the third watch, be sure to use your life, take Zunhua in one fell swoop, and those who retreat or fail to attack the city will be killed!"

"No."

These large and small foreheads really agreed, and they dispersed.

On the day of the second watch, the Tartars of all the battalions got up, and they were busy making fires, cooking, preparing bows, arrows, guns, horses, and cannons.

Then they had a full meal, and when the third watch was approaching, 20,000 Tartars were ready to go, and several red-coated cannons were already aimed at a city gate.

Countless torches burst into flames, illuminating the blackened cannons.

"The third watch has arrived, fire the gun!" A cow Lu Ezhen decisively gave an order.

The tartar with the torch ignites the fuse, "knock, knock, knock......"

The silence of the night was shattered by the sound of a series of cannonballs, and shells flew down to the city gate and exploded. In the bright and dark firelight, thick smoke rose into the sky, the city gate was blown up to the sand and stones, and several Ming soldiers on the city head were shaken down from the city head.

But the city gate is still immovable, and it turns out that the inside has long been killed by the Ming soldiers with sandbags.

Lu Xiangsheng was shocked, he woke up from the dream, collapsed from the bed, put on a helmet, carried a sword, and strode out of the tent.

He took the broadsword, grabbed the reins and flew onto his horse.

"My lord, the Tartars are attacking the city on a large scale, what should I do about breaking through the camp?" The general who was ordered to escort Zhang Hua to the camp had not left yet, because the third watch had just arrived.

"Let's kill the Tartars together, Zhang Hua can wait for the opportunity to leave."

Lu Xiangsheng said and galloped towards the city gate with his personal guards.

The Tartar cannon continued to aim at one place and blast at the gate, and finally the gate collapsed, and a gap several meters wide appeared in the firelight.

"Rush!" Tan Tai saw it, waved the big knife in his hand, and gave an order, and thousands of Tartars rushed over like a flood that opened the floodgates.

As soon as the Tartars reached the moat, arrows were fired from the city walls, and countless Tartars fell into the water, and their corpses rolled down the moat.

But the Tartars in front fell, and the back rushed over, and the corpses of horses and men, as well as swords, guns, and chariots, filled in the moat, and this time the bridge was saved, and the wolf-like Tartars rushed across the moat in the blink of an eye and swarmed towards the city gate.

Lu Xiangsheng had already rushed to the gate of the city, and he personally charged forward with his Maren sword: "Brothers in the army, the time has come to be loyal to the country and serve the court, kill-"

As soon as Lu Xiangsheng shouted the word, his legs were forced, he sat down and understood what the master meant, and he looked up to the sky and hissed and jumped out with four hooves.

In the flicker of the sword, one of the Tartars who rushed to the front had been split in half, and the corpse was planted under the horse.

Several Tartars rushed over, with big knives and spears in their hands, and beckoned to Lu Xiangsheng's men and horses together, Lu Xiangsheng's knives flew up and down like wings, the knives flashed, the Tartars flew with knives and guns, and the corpses rolled.

In the blink of an eye, there were already more than a dozen Tartar generals doing ghosts under Lu Xiangsheng's knife.

The Tianxiong Army and Lu Xiangsheng's personal guards around him were all playing with their lives at this time, and they were desperately rushing to kill Lu Xiangsheng left and right. They held the gate of the city with their dead hands.

The Tartars who swarmed into the city were all turned into corpses. The Tartars in the back kept rushing in, and they kept slashing and slashing.

"Shoot the arrows!" The Tartars suffered heavy casualties, and they couldn't attack it, so they began to draw their bows and shoot arrows, and the arrows flew like rain to the city gate, and a row of Ming soldiers in front of them fell to the ground with arrows.

Lu Xiangsheng waved the big knife in his hand, and the arrows flying towards him landed one after another.

But there were fewer and fewer soldiers around him.

At this moment, a cannonball flew over with a roar, and then there was an explosion, and the two personal soldiers around Lu Xiangsheng were blown away, and there was an extra pit in front of the horse.

Throwing Lu Xiangsheng down from where, Lu Xiangsheng rolled on the spot, knelt on one leg and stabilized his body, the big knife in his hand had not yet let go, but the helmet had been lost.

Lu Xiangsheng ignored it completely, stood up and rushed towards the Tartars with a big knife, because at this time, the Tartars outside the city took the opportunity to pour into the city gate like a tide again.

Without the war horse, Lu Xiangsheng is still as powerful as a tiger, a big knife dances like flying, and wherever the blade goes, the Tartars still can't parry, and in the blink of an eye, there are dead and wounded in another place.

There are more than a dozen people around Lu Xiangsheng, but these dozen or so people are like a human wall, and the thousands of horses and thousands of troops of the Tartars still can't rush through.

In desperation, the Tartars continued to fire arrows.

After this rain of arrows, there was no one around Lu Xiangsheng, and Lu Xiangsheng was hit by three arrows, and he couldn't dance the big knife anymore.

I had to pull out the saber on my body with one hand, and slashed at the Tartars who rushed over, and I don't know how many Tartars I cut down, Lu Xiangsheng's sword, the sword body is either a gap or a curly blade.

"Stop the arrows! Don't shoot anymore, get me alive! ”

A Jia La's forehead was really sharp-eyed, and when he saw by the light of the fire, Lu Xiangsheng was the only one left at the city gate, covered in blood and scarred, but looking at his armor, he could identify this person's identity well.

The sound of cannons and bows and arrows stopped, and the wolf-like Tartar pounced on Lu Xiangsheng like a tide again, Lu Xiangsheng stood against the wall, the blood had stained the wall bricks red, he stared at the Tartar with two eyes, and held the bladed sword in one hand.

He gathered the last of his strength, ready to give it a go, and he could cut a few more, but the last sword must be reserved for himself.

At this time, the pot was boiled behind the Tartars' ranks......