Outside the Shiling Pass, the huge plain has about more than 100 acres of land, a piece of abrupt between the lofty mountains and mountains, as if a giant held an axe in the mountains to cut off a peak, the nearby mountain people cultivate and hoe the land here, pick up dung and water, and feed countless mountain people south of Xinzhou with the fertile loess soil.

The trees on the mountain are verdant, the mountain stream is clear, the strange peak rises, the cloud ridge is majestic, there are strange rocks, the dangerous peak stands upright, there are also the places where the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the moon and the breeze are clear, if you are leisurely and elegant, climb high with friends, taste wine and drink tea, in this Luliang, Wutai has both adventure and beautiful mountain scenery, there is a special interest.

On weekdays, the mountain breeze is blowing, the sun is shining, the residents inside and outside the official road come and go like a carp crossing the river, and the carriages and horses gallop endlessly, connecting the middle of Jinzhong and the north of Jin, and turning into a prosperous link between the two places.

However, on this day, it is extinct, no one walks on the road, the village houses scattered in the wilderness have long been scattered, the fields, the crops are no one to take care of, and the sky is vertical and horizontal, but only the breeze caresses it, and it is as bleak as autumn leaves.

In front of the stone-built gatehouse, rows of white armor soldiers are like frost on the ground, quietly according to the position of their respective thousand-person team, standing solemnly, the spears and snow-bright long knives reflect the sunlight, reflecting on the white iron armor like snowflakes, a large piece of bright and dazzling, dazzling.

In front of each thousand-person team, the thousand commanders wore iron armor, wrapped in red, carried crossbows, and held long knives, standing proudly in front of the formation, while the three battalion commanders were wearing the same uniforms, and the front of the Le Ma army formation.

Wang Huan did not go down to Guancheng, he stood on Guancheng, condescending, staring coldly, staring at the intersection of mountains and flat land in the distance, there was no trace of waves on his delicate face, and his indifferent expression made people wonder if he was watching a military parade.

However, Ma Wannian, who was standing beside him, had a serious face, and his hand holding the handle of the knife at his waist rattled nervously, as if he was about to crush the handle of the knife wrapped in cotton cloth made of solid wood.

The green, cyan and red flags were waving in the wind, and there was a sound of hunting, like another flag wall in front of the city, and many white-armored soldiers of the Kuizhou Army under the banner, and the thousand generals and battalion commanders in front of the formation, also had solemn faces, the muscles of the whole body were tense, and the solemnity in their eyes could make people's hairs stand on end.

Everyone's eyes were looking into the distance, and on the side of the mountain, which was not very far away, a cloud of smoke and dust was rising from the sky.

The Mongol soldiers who acted as scouts and Ding Guodong's Gansu soldiers had been fighting each other for several days, and in the mountains and forests, which were not very wide, the scouts had a great chance of colliding head-on, and the heads-up of single horsemen and group fights occurred almost every day, and there was even a tactic of setting up ambushes and traps on the official roads, which showed the density of personnel on both sides here.

Today, the Qing army finally arrived outside the Shiling Pass, according to the spies, Nikan's golden tent has been put away, he and Bolo personally led an army of nearly 40,000 people, and are speeding up, before the sun sets, they can rush to the outside of the Shiling Pass.

The smoke and dust in the distance are getting louder and louder, and gradually, thicker and closer.

More and more horsemen in armor appeared on the plains, these people were superb in riding, manipulating the horses to gallop from a distance, looking at the Kuizhou army formation that was waiting for a while, obviously stunned, and then quickly ran backwards, obviously did not expect the Ming army to dare to go out of the city to face the battle, but also back the city array, this look, as if to fight with the Qing army.

Nikan and Bolo rode side by side in the army, and slowly walked slowly under the escort of several Baibaya soldiers inside and outside, when they received the news from the Mongols who were fighting in the front, and the two were taken aback.

Nikan narrowed his eyes, looked in the direction of Shiling Pass, and frowned in disbelief: "The Ming army actually dares to go out of the city to fight, or to line up against the city, is this going to break the cauldron and sink the boat?" ”

Bo Luo also said: "Back to the city array, unless there is a certainty of victory, otherwise once defeated, the defeated army will storm the city gate, unless the people who close the city all abandon the friendly troops outside the city, otherwise this pass will be broken, we don't need to attack the city, just follow the defeated army to rush into the pass." ”

Nikan smiled in vain, shook his head and said: "This Pingliang wait, but a little bold, unlike those southern barbarians we met before, they didn't even have the courage to fight, but I don't know, is this person a stupid boy or does he really have some ability?" ”

Bolo also laughed, and his words were full of contempt: "Don't mind, even if he is a warrior, his soldiers may not be, marching and fighting, one person can't do it, what's the use of a few brave people in thousands of troops?" The Southern Barbarian army is all embroidered pillows, which are useless, you see that they are all white armor, they seem to be majestic, and if they really fight, I'm afraid it won't be like that! ”

The two laughed loudly, full of arrogance in their roughness, and the momentum, as if the current Kuizhou army in front of them was just a group of dead people who were about to be beheaded.

"The two princes, the Nanban is bold and dares to block the way of our army, and the slaves are willing to be the vanguard, open the way for the prince, and lay down the Shiling Pass!"

Behind the two of them, someone shouted loudly, the sound was like thunder, and it shook people's ears.

Nikan and Bolo looked back and recognized the person who shouted the word as the Mongol prince of the town, Karchuhun, who had always been brave and had been robbed of the limelight by Mala at the pre-war meeting, and was now anxious to pull it back, so he stepped forward to ask for battle.

Some people were willing to play as strikers, and Nikan and Bolo were of course happy, and they gladly agreed, ordering him to lead 5,000 Mongol soldiers as vanguards, and go to the battle first.

At this time, the Qing army had already walked out of the mountain road and came to the plain in front of the pass, and the Mongols who fought in the front had already staking their horses on the plain, drawing a large piece of ground, and thousands of cavalry were separated on both sides to prevent the Ming army from taking advantage of the unstable formation of the Qing army and suddenly attacking.

If the Ming army did this, the marching Qing army would immediately line up on the spot, face the Ming army head-on, and the Mongolian soldiers on both sides would go around in a circle, run to the two flanks behind the Ming army and charge, and hit the Ming army by the tail.

With the Qing army's understanding of the Ming army, they did not dare to do this, so the Mongolian soldiers were arranged just in case, and the result, as expected, the Baijia Ming army lived quietly in place without any reaction.

The only thing that can be regarded as a response is that the Ming soldiers, who were originally sitting on the ground, began to stand up.

The Qing soldiers were quickly positioned, and according to the rules of weekdays, they fell into battle one after another, and laid out several phalanxes, still with the Han army in the front, the Jurchen Eight Banners in the rear, and the Mongolian cavalry on both sides.

Surrounded by the generals, Nikan and Bolo rode their horses to watch the battle.

The fierce generals gathered together, hugging each other, and the two Jurchen princes came to the front of the battle like stars holding the moon, without worrying about the hidden danger of exposing the position of the main general.

At the end of the day, it's a reflection of the strong self-confidence you've built up over the years.

After a cursory look, Bolo couldn't help but smile dumbly, stretched out his hand and pointed forward: "Haha, Nanban is really strong on the outside, and this formation is quite powerful, but it is vulnerable!" ”

He laughed happily, and said: "You see, the three rows of bird commanders in front of Nanban are extremely long and wide, loose and loose into a queue, and there are two rows of sword and shield hands behind. Look at the back, there is a row of side vans, and when the time comes, those bird commanders and sword and shield hands will step back and not crush the cars? Then the spear array behind is heavy, but it reaches the banner of the Chinese army, when the time comes, as soon as the car formation is broken, our warriors can directly impact the Chinese army, and the Chinese army will lose all the plates, how can the Nanban be undefeated? Look at both sides again, the cavalry is actually hiding behind, and those heavy cannons are in front, what is this for? Bombard us with shelling? ”

"Although the cannon is fierce, the disadvantage is that the rate of fire is slow, and it is a sharp weapon to break the city, and it is extremely unwise to use it in field battles." Gushan Ezhen Dasu echoed, and a sneering expression hung on his face: "Nanban is probably dizzy, come up with such a method, when the Ming army opens fire, our cavalry will already rush up, how can the cavalry behind the Ming dog be our opponent, and we can deal with it like chopping melons and vegetables!" ”

"Master Hou, I can't stand the itching of my hands, such a weak army, I dare to use my arms as a car, hurry up and blow the trumpet to go on the expedition, the sons and daughters below can't bear it!"

The generals laughed, not at all serious about the enemy, and even Nikan, who was known for his calmness, couldn't help but laugh lightly with the whip in his hand in his palm, thinking about the tactics of battle.

A gust of wind blew, blowing the peacock feathers on the cherry spear above Nikan's head, swaying gently.

The same wind, crossing the distance of several miles between the two armies, gently lifted the red tassel on the top of Wang Huan's helmet on the Guan Tower, and stroked it slightly in the air.

"Order, the whole army prepares, the gunners and commanders reload the charge, the crossbowmen pull the strings, the Tartars are moving!" Wang Huan's tone was still indifferent and awe-inspiring, but in a pair of bright eyes, they were shining brightly, flashing with a devouring cold glow.

A loud and rapid trumpet sounded, but this trumpet is not the usual horn horn in the army, but the sound of suona, the white pole soldiers are equipped with this kind of musical instrument, used as a messenger, Wang Huan saw this thing, he thought of the charge horn, so he prescribed the horn sound, as a tool for sending letters in the army.

At the same time, on the side of the Qing army, a group of thousands of Mongolian cavalry began to slowly march out of the line, along the edge of the battlefield, as if walking leisurely.

(End of chapter)