On the morning of the first day of the new year, the Ming army, which had been marching for days and nights, finally stopped, and they stopped on the banks of the Hunhe River, and many sharp sentries and low-ranking military attaches began to re-determine the places to cross the river along the river, and after confirming it, they reported back to their superiors, and then gave back to the commander Juniper step by step.

Yang Yi and Zhou Daniu leaned back to back on each other, their feet were soaked, the muddy ground was sandwiched with unmelted residual snow, gradually eroding the soles of their shoes and the hay they were on, now the shoes were a mess of rot, the two feet were almost unconscious, and at least hundreds of people were left behind in the process of the rapid march, most of those people were too thin to withstand such a crazy march, and they were physically exhausted and fell on the side of the road.

Yang Yi saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy fall on the side of the road, the whites of his eyes rolled up, his thin chest rose and fell rapidly, no one cared about him, the officers on horseback who passed by just glanced indifferently, and then continued to ride.

Later, when the convoy of the baggage battalion passed by, Yang Yi felt hopeful, he hoped to see and contain those who fell on the side of the road in the convoy, but those cars were full of all kinds of baggage, and no tired people were contained in the car, although the big car could carry many people.

The weather was very bad, it was already March, the temperature was still very low, the morale of the Ming army was low, and many people took off their shoes without waiting for the order of the officials, and wiped their feet dry as much as possible.

There are large patches of unmelted residual snow next to Yang Yi and Zhou Daniu, and it has been more than ten days since the last snowfall, and there are little snow white everywhere in the pits on the roadside, in the bushes not far away, and on the trees in the woods.

There were no animal tracks, no birdsong, and there was still a dead silence between heaven and earth.

Or maybe the crowd of people in the brigade was too loud and scared away the beasts and birds.

The breeze blew the inherent muddy smell of the river, and everyone's hearts were extremely nervous.

Crossing this river is the Jilin Cliff defense position and the boundary domain city that Houjin is building, Nuerhachi did not have the confidence to defend it after conquering Fushun, and took the initiative to retreat, but he knew that the war with the Ming Dynasty had just begun, Jilin Cliff controlled the junction of the Hunhe River and the Suzi River, and built a city here, as long as the Ming army did not take it down, there was no way to pass through the baggage, and it was easy to be cut off from retreat, so he began to build a city in the boundary domain last year, and this year he sent 15,000 people to speed up the project, which is also equivalent to strengthening the defense in Jilin Cliff, Of course, these Ming troops did not know, but it did not affect the panic and nervousness of the soldiers.

The soldiers don't understand the strategy above, they only know that their armor is not strong, the weapons are unfavorable, the generals are chaotic, they have no sympathy for the soldiers, the clothes are not warm, the shoes are not good, the weather is too bad, these things are the things that are intuitively reflected in each soldier, and this thing is refined to everyone and then concentrated together, that is a very simple four words: low morale.

Zhou Daniu and Cheng Fang Li Mingli took out the dry food in their pockets, and the soldiers nearby were eating, and many people stood up when they took out the dry food and glanced around.

The generals called to be on standby, probably in the Chinese army meeting, except for the whistles and the beams, no one moved as far as the eye could see, tens of thousands of troops, it looks really boundless, when everyone is not bold, you can take a look at the people in front and behind, it feels much better.

Yang Yi's dry food is fried noodles, with salt and a little sugar, this thing is not worth two dollars in the eyes of later generations, and it is also a good food at this time, the noodles are fine noodles, which are very valuable in themselves, and sugar and salt are even more expensive.

"Team leader," Zhou Daniu gave Yang Yi a cracked steamed bun, and said with a smile: "When I leave, the old lady stuffed me two, and this." ”

He handed over another piece of pickled radish strips, chewed it himself, squeaked and bitten, and said vaguely: "This radish strip is very well pickled, very crispy." ”

Yang Yi smiled, did not refuse this brother's kindness, he usually has no shortage of hands in his hands, he eats not badly, his physique is good, and his fighting skills are also higher than ordinary people, so he can become a team officer, unlike those brothers who are usually honest, they eat very poorly before joining the army.

Li Mingli was eating, while looking around, his face had some indelible happy expressions, sometimes Yang Yi even envied this bachelor, the life of the camp seems to be very suitable for this guy, compared to Zhou Daniu, who is homesick from time to time, Cheng Fang with a melancholy face, Yang Yi who is preoccupied, Li Mingli is happy like a bird jumping on a branch.

"Team leader," Li Mingli turned his head to Yang Yi and said, "The Chinese army smells so good, I smell it." ”

"Smell it, do you have the ability to eat?" Cheng Fang ate the yellow miscellaneous grains, rolled his eyes and said to Li Mingli: "That's what the general soldiers enjoy, you can smell it." ”

"I'm not hungry." Li Mingli replied, and then said to Yang Yi: "At this time, what kind of wine are you drinking?" ”

Li Mingli's doubts were obvious, the army galloped to the bank of the Hunhe River, sharp sentries were everywhere, and the auxiliaries of the baggage battalion and the soldiers and civilians were already making a large number of tools to assist in crossing the river, but at this time, the commander of the army was drinking?

Yang Yi didn't quite understand, and he didn't really want to understand, he said lightly: "Regardless of what to do, it's not something we worry about, eat well, dry our feet, and do it after a while, this is our duty!" ”

……

The Chinese army did have a banquet on its side.

Although hundreds of ordinary soldiers fell on the side of the road due to malnutrition and physical exhaustion, and the rest of the tens of thousands of troops were not qualified to eat hot food, the banquet here of the Chinese army was still impressive.

The dishes are all bought ready-made in Shenyang, packed in wooden boxes, heated before serving, the dishes will undergo some changes in the heating process, the stew will feel more fragrant, and the wine in the big jar will be opened, and the aroma of the wine and dishes will become very strong.

The three general soldiers all gathered together, Juniper wore a brocade robe, sitting in the middle with a big grin, Zhao Mengxuan on the left, Baoding general Wang Xuan on the right, Gong Niansui, Chai Guodong, guerrilla Wang Hao, Zhang Da, Ji, Yang Qin, Wang Hailong and other dozens of generals sat on the left and right, each wearing a variety of heavy armor, mostly delicate and firm mountain armor, only the capital Liu Yujie wore cold-forged Qizi armor, this armor is stronger, but also more expensive.

Juniper threw his small purple flower cloak on the ground beside him, and a collar of Mingjia was held up next to his own soldiers, Juniper's face was red, and his eyes were a little red, and he had drunk a lot of wine, and it was obvious that he was drunk.

Zhao Mengxuan persuaded: "The marshal has already drunk a lot, why don't you camp and rest, wait for the army to recover your strength, and then find out the enemy situation to understand it, and then cross the river?" ”

Juniper squinted his eyes and said, "Zhao Shuai doesn't believe in our ability?" ”

Zhao Mengxuan said: "Why don't you believe in the handsome's ability? It's that the army is tired, the situation on the other side of the strait is unknown, I don't know where the army is, and the soldiers on the north road don't know where to go, let's say in private, the horse handsome on the north road is a little slimy, not as handsome as you are resolute, the east road and the south road are difficult to walk, let's camp and wait, and it is not too late to cross the river when the news of the army is confirmed. ”

The Northern Route Army is a combination of the Ming Army's Jiaye He soldiers, the senior generals are only the staff general Li Yingxuan, guerrilla Mayan, and the rest are mostly Dusi, Beiyu, it can be seen that the strength of the family is insufficient, Ma Lin is the son of Ma Fang, a family of generals, but his temperament is very cowardly, and his sense of presence is very low among the commanders, and the North Route Army is also a road with a very low sense of existence.

It is said that what Zhao Mengxuan said is reasonable, the enemy situation is unknown, the movements of the friendly army are not clear, the army has rushed all the way, and it should be camped and slow down before marching, but Juniper suddenly remembered the words of Li Rubai, the commander of the Southern Route Army, and said in front of everyone before the expedition that he would call the head gong to himself, if Li Rubai didn't talk about it, he secretly marched first, swept the Jurchen village first, and then defeated some Eight Banner soldiers, and grabbed the first level to report the merit, then whose "head merit" is it?

Thinking about it, Juniper still said in his heart: Lao Tzu's face matters!

He waved his hand, bare face, and said with a snort of wine: "Dongyu is just a group of savages dressed in animal skins, how many armor, how many strong soldiers, we have 30,000 people here, all of them are elite border soldiers recruited from Liaozhen, Xuanfu, Datong, and Yansui, and it is still a matter to fight Dongyu?" What kind of bird and eight flags, the number of strong men and our people is almost the same, it's a hanging! ”

The generals below looked at each other, but they were not as confident as Juniper, but many of the generals present were brought out by Juniper, no matter what, they had to applaud and cheer for the words of the big handsome.

Juniper was really encouraged by his own words, in fact, to be fair, Juniper was not a fool, and his words were based on his experience in the past few decades.

From a shut-up person to join the army, Juniper is really experienced in a hundred battles, these decades have fought countless large and small wars, his face and body are full of scars, from the bottom of the stubborn and stubborn to the best witness of the commander of the army, he has fought too many times with the northern captives, the so-called tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of captives, the strong man is only one or two hundred thousand, the armor may only be a few thousand, the elite may only be a few hundred, the whole flag of the Dongyu side is less than 70,000 dingkou, the strongest man is at most thirty or forty thousand, how many qualified armor soldiers can be?

There are more than 20,000 soldiers in the Ming army in front of him, and there are a large number of experienced generals such as Juniper, as well as the three-way allied army, even if they come later, they will definitely arrive, Juniper's courage and confidence are not falling from the sky.

With the smell of alcohol, Juniper began to dance his famous broadsword, he is already old, the broadsword still runs like the wind splashing water does not enter, all the generals present are generals, it can be seen that Juniper does have strong physical strength and rich experience, it seems that the dance knife of the performance can become a fierce move to kill in a blink of an eye, the coach is so brave, the generals present are excited, and they began to applaud non-stop.

"Cross the river!"

Juniper strongly refused the generals' request to persuade him to put on armor, he bared his chest, rode a fierce horse naked, held a big knife, under the gaze of countless Ming soldiers, rode alone to the Hunhe River, and stayed to the river, the generals followed in a panic, Juniper looked at the river and said: "Lao Tzu has been in the army since he was a child, experienced in a hundred battles, and has always felt that the armor is not a strange man, and now he is old, and he has never known what it is like to go into battle in armor, and the generals will cross the river with me and kill the captives!" ”

"Yes, Dashuai!"

All the generals clenched their fists and agreed, and each led their subordinates to prepare to cross the Hunhe River—

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