Mo Li looked at the dark night sky, and the torrential rain was still pouring incessantly, as if the big pool in the sky had been pierced countless holes.

"General, Lord Futai said that all the ponchos that can be found are here, a total of 6,913 pieces, plus the ponchos we carried ourselves, a total of 18,000 pieces." Cao Wenzhao said.

Mo Li nodded and said, "Brothers, now that the rainstorm has not stopped, our flintlock pistols are basically unusable, our advantage has been greatly reduced, and the rainy march is also a big test for us. Now it's almost time to leave, what do you say? ”

The crowd was silent. Indeed, can the Pingyang Army, without firearms and equipment, have the confidence to defeat the Jiannu Tartars?

Everyone looked at Mo Li quietly, they were waiting for Mo Li to make a decision, because they knew that Mo Li actually had a decision in his heart, and no matter what this decision was, they would resolutely obey it.

Sure enough, Mo Li said calmly: "Guan Feng, gather all the brothers." ”

On the school field, 30,000 soldiers stood in the dark in the rain, looking at Mo Li who came over surrounded by the generals, and was a little surprised.

Mo Li walked in the rain, his resolute eyes swept over every soldier in front of him, and said slowly: "Brothers, I know that we can't compare to the Tartars in cold weapons, why is this? Because we lack blood! We've always been afraid of the Tartars! Why? The Tartar isn't a three-headed, six-armed monster either, but like us, with two legs and two hands! What's so scary? It's a big deal to fight with the Tartars and die together! ”

Mo Li paused and continued: "Who has not died in life since ancient times, and left Dan to take care of his sweat!" Wen Tianxiang said well, in this life, there is an inherent death, or lighter than a feather, or heavier than Mount Tai! If a person lives his life in a mess, then what is the point of living even if he lives longer? As a man, when the country and the nation need us to stand up, hold up a piece of the sky for our people, even if we shed every drop of our blood for this! ”

Cao Bianjiao took a step forward and said loudly: "The general is right! It is our ambition and responsibility to calm the world and stabilize the country! The Tartar does not have three heads and six arms, and it will be finished if you cut it down with a knife! Nothing to be afraid of! General, give the order, let's go now, and go kill the Tartars by surprise! ”

"Well said! It was raining so heavily, and it was late at night, and the Tartars would never have dreamed that we would attack at this time! In their eyes, our Ming soldiers have never fled, when did they dare to take the initiative to attack them? Not to mention in such a rainy day! So, we're going to take it by surprise now! Are you afraid?! Mo Li said loudly.

"Don't be afraid! Unafraid! ”

"I am willing to fight to the death with the general!" Cao Bianjiao said loudly, his young face full of excitement before the war.

"Fight to the death! Fight to the death! The soldiers shouted in unison.

Mo Li waved his hand and said loudly: "Let's go!" ”

A group of soldiers carried bows and arrows, swords, or spears, rode war horses and galloped out of Jinzhou City in the heavy rain, and 5,000 cavalry as the vanguard, took the lead in running towards Dalinghe City.

The infantry and charioteers followed, and for a while, under the light of the torches on the east gate of Jinzhou City, a group of vigorous soldiers quickly marched towards Dalinghe City, and everyone had a fierce murderous aura......

The heavy rain did not stop, the soldiers of the Pingyang Army rushed on the road with the rain that flowed almost like a stream, whether there was a poncho or not, everyone was soaked, and the soldiers did not complain, because they had been ignited by Moli The flame of battle in their hearts, this time, they wanted to wash away the shame of the children of the Han family who fled when they met the Tartars.

Guan Feng's forward troops had fought fiercely with the Tartars during the day, and at this time they had roughly explored where the Tartars' camp was located, and the heavy rain covered the movement of the army, and the Pingyang army was quietly rushing in the direction of Dalinghe City.

In Dalinghe City, in He Kegang's tent, He Kegang was lying on the bed with a painful expression, his facial features were a little distorted, and he couldn't even speak.

Seeing this scene, hearing the news, he rushed to visit He Kegang, Bai Zhicheng, the former commander of the army who had been promoted to a general, and Xiao Yang, another general under He Kegang, hurriedly asked, "Sima Jian, what is going on?" How could this happen to the general? ”

Sima Jian was also suffering from unbearable abdominal pain at this time, it was only less than an hour, he had already pulled it three times, and He Kegang had also pulled it several times, but they had been hungry for so many days, where was there anything in their stomachs that could be pulled? Especially He Kegang, the whole person almost collapsed.

Sima Jian thought to himself, he and the Chinese army didn't eat anything, so they drank a bowl of broth, why did they suddenly have diarrhea so badly? The broth was sent by Zu Shuai, so it stands to reason that there shouldn't be any problems!

But there are so many people in the army, and no one is fine, but he and the Chinese army have diarrhea after drinking broth, isn't it too strange? Sima Jian was suddenly shocked in his mind, could it be that the bowl of broth was really weird? Thinking of the weird smiles that Zu Zeqing and Zu Kefa had when they left, Sima Jian couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly sent someone to report to Baizhicheng and Xiao Yang.

Bai Zhicheng and Xiao Yang are both generals who were single-handedly raised by He Kegang, who have followed He Kegang to fight for many years, and have always been loyal, and they are both He's confidants. Seeing the two of them asking, Sima Jian immediately endured the pain and carefully explained what happened to Zu Zeqing and Zu Kefa just now, and carefully said his doubts.

When Bai Zhicheng and Xiao Yang heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other. According to Sima Jian's narrative, if it is true, wouldn't it be that Zu Shuai has already moved to kill?

But why did Zu Shuai kill General He? Xiao Yang couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat when he thought of this. General He and Zu Shuai have always had a good relationship, how many years have the two been born and died together, how could Zu Shuai want General He to die? There is only one answer, Zu Shuai is going to surrender to the Tartars!

Dalinghe City was exhausted, Zu Zeqing, Zu Kefa, Zu Zepu and others encouraged Zu Dashou to surrender to the Tartars several times, and the other generals were also hesitant and did not make a statement, after all, people have the desire to survive, and no one wants to die if they can live.

Now even Zhang Cunren, Zu Dale and others are silent, which shows that they are actually in favor of surrender in their hearts, at least not against it.

Only He Kegang still insisted on resolutely not surrendering to the Tartars, he believed that the Tartars did not believe in their words, and no matter how good the conditions and sincerity they said, they were also false words and were not worth believing at all.

Because of He Kegang's strong opposition, Zu Dashou couldn't make up his mind to surrender to the Tartars.

This time, is it really going to be completely decided?