September 18th, light rain, hour.

As soon as the sky revealed a touch of fish belly white, there was a commotion among the mountains at the tail of Luliang Mountain.

The leader of the gang was busy distributing the prepared meals to every soldier, and everyone could have enough to eat, with plenty of wheat rice, cooking cakes, pickles, and even jerky. If the level is higher, the portion can be more sufficient, and the ingredients of the jerky are better.

For the people of the Eight Banners, this kind of breakfast is very common, there is nothing surprising, but for the Han army and Mongolian soldiers, it is very rare, people eat in their mouths, whispering, all the Manchurian nobles have mercy today, eat so well, is it going to make everyone desperate?

The Han army commanders Tang Tong, Bai Guangen, Liu Fangming have complicated expressions, thinking in their hearts, far more than the small soldiers and generals below, last night's military meeting, the regent set today's siege strategy, to go all out in a battle, with Mount Tai to crush the small Shiling Pass.

It is inevitable that the Han army will fight at the front.

To put it bluntly, it is to be cannon fodder and consume the firepower of the Ming army, although on this rainy day, the role of firearms is not great, but the meaning of the regent, for the sake of safety, after all, every soldier of the Eight Banners is precious, and before the firearms of the Ming Army are exhausted, the Eight Banners will not be put into use.

And the strength of the Ming army in Shiling Guan, they have already heard about it, defeating Nikan, cutting off Liu Zeqing's head in hand-to-hand combat, and driving Zuo Mengeng to flee to Daizhou.

Now it's up to them to take the lead.

In the words of the regent, this is a great honor, and those who have merit will have a future.

If you have a choice, several people don't want this future, this is really life-threatening, the people under their hands know very well, if you want to talk about bravery, there is it, but if you compare it with those soldiers who are not people in Shiling Pass, it is too bad.

After breakfast, the hour came, opened the camp gate, and several people led the soldiers and horses, like going to the execution ground, and took the lead out of the camp, and the three soldiers and horses converged all the way and pushed towards the front of the city.

Behind the Han army, the Mongolian soldiers and the soldiers and horses of the Eight Banners followed, and all kinds of flags covered the sun and the sky, and the already thin sunlight was even more pale. The banner spread under the thick clouds, all the way to the horizon, the mountains were full of people, everywhere was the reflection of weapons, the footsteps of tens of thousands of people stepped on the mud, like a majestic war song, straight into the sky, from a distance, along the mountain to the Shiling Pass in front of the open space of the army, such as a moving mountain, with an unstoppable coercion, crushed.

Li Tingyu led the Lin Zi battalion, deployed behind the two low walls in front of the wall, and there was one more trench in front, the ditch was buried with sharp wooden sticks, thistles, tripping horse nails and horse rejection horses were densely packed, some small Furlong machine guns were mounted in the holes in the low wall, and gunpowder and cannon barrels were carefully covered with tarpaulin, everyone was holding a mountain-destroying crossbow, and some who were good at archery held bows and arrows, and the bird guns, which were used as defensive weapons, were not easy to use in such weather.

"Don't be afraid! Boy, when Lao Tzu was in Sichuan, Ma Ying always took 3,000 of us to guard the Sword Pavilion, and in the face of tens of thousands of people in Haoge, he never recognized it! The veteran Ma Qijin comforted the nervous recruits around him with a loud voice, and the more nervous rebel soldiers, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, grinding his teeth indifferently: "Don't look at the many Tartars, there are many people who have an egg!" Wait for the fight, it's not yet a cannon bombardment, grab your crossbow, right! It's so steady, the first order is given, you play with life, this arrow shoots out, it can always hit people, and after shooting, change a box, this thing shoots effortlessly, much better than a bow and arrow. ”

He patted the mountain crossbow and said, "They all say that the Tartar has three heads and six arms, are you afraid?" ”

Someone wanted to nod, but then realized that something was wrong and shook their head again.

Ma Qijin waved his hand and said abruptly: "I'm afraid of a bird!" If you want to survive on the battlefield, you have to not be afraid of death, the more afraid you are of death, the faster you will die, listen to me, wait for the war, don't think about anything, just stare at the Tartar in front of you, stare at him in the eyes, stab him with a gun, cut him with a knife! Remember how you practiced during training, and play how you played! ”

He took a sip, spit out the grassroots, and pointed back: "Do you see those overseers?" Whoever dares to run, who will be the first to die, we all have the name of the bamboo brand, we can recognize it, the dead family has no martyr treatment, died in vain, why bother? The fight for tartar is desperate, the Liangguo Guild raises our family, I'm afraid of a bird! ”

The newcomers turned their heads to look at the overseers standing behind, thinking about his words, their faces became calm, and they clenched the weapons in their hands, although no one spoke, but the panicked emotions gradually dissipated.

Ma Qijin was very satisfied, and he was also very complacent with his preaching, so he picked up another piece of grass and hummed a small song to carefully brush away a touch of rain on the mountain-destroying crossbow in his hand.

Inside the low wall, the veterans' composure stabilized their positions, although among the 10,000 people deployed outside the city, 7,000 were rebels, but they were as silent as a rock in the rain like the Kuizhou army, quietly waiting for the outbreak at that moment.

Off the wall, Wang Huan sat on a grinding stone, looking at the person in front of him.

This person is dressed in a Confucian shirt, with a long beard, a square face and big ears, a dignified appearance, standing there with an awe-inspiring demeanor, it is the former prince of the Hongguang Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty, Shaobao, and Wang Duo, a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion.

Wang Duo is fifty and eight, he is old, although his body is tough, but he is faintly a little more rickety, and the top of his head is full of white hair, he and Wang Huan look at each other, his heart is like a wave, and he can't help himself.

This is the world-famous Da Ming Liang Guogong, he is so young, is he really old?

After he had spoken a few words, he handed Dolgon's letter, and then shut up, for he always felt that there was a kind of formidable edge that had pierced him, and he had prepared a full stomach of words, but he was stuck in his stomach, as if as soon as he spoke, there would be a sword to add to his body.

Wang Huan took a hasty glance at the letter, laughed, and threw it aside.

Wang Duo saw his movements, secretly frightened, and thought about opening his mouth to persuade a few words, after all, to be a lobbyist, he still had to strive for success in persuasion.

Before he spoke, Wang Huan spoke first.

"Lord Wang's calligraphy is a must, and Dong Qichang is called the Ming Dynasty Double Wall, there is a saying of the king of the south and the north, which shows that the reputation of Lord Wang is high, and there are few people who stand side by side." Wang Huan smiled, his demeanor like a spring breeze.

Wang Duo was stunned for a moment, and then said: "This is a false praise from friends in the DPRK and China, where do you dare to do it?" Grandpa smiled. ”

"Then the names of the crown prince and scholar that Emperor Hongzhi gave you are not fake, right? How many people can reach the position of super products? Wang Huan asked closely, his tone still cordial.

"Uh......" Wang Duo was speechless, an ominous cloud rose in his heart, and he hurriedly said: "This ..... grandfather, this official came this time, in fact, he was ordered by the regent to persuade the grandfather to surrender. Grandpa is a very smart person, when he knows the practice, the Ming Dynasty is like a rotten wood, and the Qing Dynasty is like the rising sun, which is the so-called ......"

As soon as he started talking, he was about to enter the play, but he saw Wang Huan stand up, walk in front of him, and come to the side of the wall.

"Yes, persuade to surrender...... Dolgon also said in the letter that he wanted to seal my Han army as the king of Xiliang, how generous! Wang Huan raised his head and looked up at the sky: "Lord Wang, how big an official is this King Xiliang?" ”

"The head of the Han army, side by side with Wu Sangui, Kong Youde and other heroes, is an excellent title." Wang Duo hurriedly said: "The regent admires the grandfather very much, as long as the grandfather can descend, the regent will definitely ......."

Wang Huan interrupted him rudely, and his tone was a little higher: "The army is overwhelmed, full of soldiers, and the black clouds are overwhelming the city and want to destroy it...... I was very useful to hear what Lord Wang said. ”

Wang Duo was not alert to the change in Wang Huan's attitude towards him, and was still immersed in the role of a lobbyist, and he hurriedly echoed: "Yes, yes, yes, the words of this official are all for the sake of the grandfather, think about how many big cities and giants, how many good generals and ministers, all of them have been spared under the iron hooves of the Qing Dynasty, and there is no intention of belittling the grandfather, but what is the point of hitting a stone with an egg?" The adults have tens of thousands, give them a way out, avoid the pain of swords and necks, and it is a layer of merit, grandpa ......"

Wang Duo talked endlessly, gradually getting better, and said one wave after another, but suddenly found that the people around him were looking at him with a strange look, as if they were smiling.

He pursed his open mouth and looked at Wang Huan in horror.

Wang Huan stood there, standing alone and proudly, his robe under the iron armor was blown by the cool wind, and gently danced with the red tassel on the top of the helmet, and the white armor was red, like a white pine.

Ma Wannian walked up with a smile and whispered in his ear: "Soon, Lord Wang, it won't hurt." ”

The sword flashed, and the head fell to the ground.

Wang Huan walked over, picked up Dolgon's letter of persuasion, took a brush handed by the guard, dipped it in Wang Duo's blood, wrote a few words on the letter, threw the pen on the ground, and said with a smile: "Give the head and the letter to the servant he brought, and go back to Dolgon." ”

The two people who came with Wang Duo were nearby, and when they saw Wang Duo being killed, they were so frightened that they got the order, and they took it tremblingly, and fled out of the city like a fly.

The Qing army was outside the pass, lined up in the drizzle, and the Han army came forward to fill in the ditch they had dug a few days ago, and removed the wooden fence to facilitate the next attack.

Dolgon's golden armor is great, and a group of princes and generals stand under the royal banner, surrounded by thousands of guards, and there are many soldiers, like rivers and seas surrounded by oceans, which are indispensable.

Sending Wang Duo to persuade him to surrender was the last resort to avoid war, even if it was not a big hope.

If Wang Huan can be intimidated by the threat of soldiers coming to the city, like other Ming Dynasty generals, then there will be one more capable cadre in Dorgon's camp, and the so-called heroes cherish each other, which is what it means.

After waiting for a while, I waited for Wang Duo's head and a few words written in his blood.

Dorgon looked at the human head in the box and unfolded the letterhead.

"If you don't die, go back to Liaodong!" A few bright red characters, the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing on the paper.

Dorgon smiled and waved his hand.

"Attack!"

(End of chapter)