Li Yongfang knew that this battle was very important, and he put more than 100 Ding who had followed him for many years in the Han army, hoping to achieve good results. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

As for the fact that it is going to rain, the soldiers can only wait here, which is not something that Li Yongfang or Huang Taiji who is far away in Liaoyang can control.

Li Mingli sat cross-legged, the hem of his arrow robe and boots soaked in muddy water, and the Han soldiers around him were almost the same, but no one cared.

The faces of the Han army are very gloomy, the war has been tense recently, the logistics support of Houjin was originally a mess, the distance to fight in Liaodong is very close, and the supply is relatively easy, to the Guangning side, there is almost no logistics at all, either because of the grain to the enemy, with the looted grain supply, or from the Mongolian side of the grain route to deploy some grain, there is very little meat, even the Jurchen Eight Banners may not be able to eat a few mouthfuls of meat, let alone the Han army.

When going out on the expedition, everyone has to carry the rations according to the regulations, the lack of rations is a felony, it is easy to be beheaded to show the public, so many days, the rations have long been eaten, and the stock of looted grain is not much, although the Han army has not yet reached the point of starvation, but almost everyone has lost several laps.

The war was unfavorable, the food was insufficient, and the morale was at the bottom, and then the military discipline in the Jin army was very strict, especially the Jurchens did not look at the Han army, and made mistakes against the Han army and beheaded them at every turn, so that everyone was in danger, and it was precisely by relying on the cruel military discipline that the Han army and the Baoyi on the Guangning side maintained the most basic combat strength.

It was pouring rain outside the tent made of oilcloth, and the Han soldiers carefully removed the bowstring, stuffed it in the driest place in their arms, and then sat cross-legged.

Some people took dry food out to eat, and there was no water, so they used their mouths to catch the rain that flowed down from the corner of the tent.

Li Mingli took a look at it, endured the hunger in his belly, cold water and cold food, if he had a stomach, he would lose his physical strength, and he would lose his physical strength in peacetime, this most tense wartime, it is better to be careful.

The place where the bannermen and the red armor soldiers hid from the rain was in a high place, which was slightly better, and they ate much better than the Han army.

The worst thing is the coating, there is nowhere to hide from the rain, the food is also insufficient, their food was originally their own food, and they have to find a way to do it after the food is eaten.

In the rain, the coats had to take care of the horses and make some preparations for the expedition, and they ran in the rain.

Li Mingli suddenly remembered Cao Zhenyan, and he couldn't bear it in his heart, and he suddenly felt a pain.

If it weren't for Cao Zhenyan's father, Cao Shixuan, Li Mingli would still be an ordinary wrapper, maybe he would be one of the people who were running and suffering in the rain, or in other words, he would have died last winter.

The winter in Liaodong is an indescribable test for ordinary people, under the premise of sufficient food in the later life, it is necessary to make a lot of warm preparations, house heating is standard, at this time Daming materials are extremely scarce, and it is the Xiaoice period, under the cold of winter, it is originally very difficult, the Han people are hungry and hungry, not to mention, there are many labors, the slightest carelessness will be whipped and scolded, miserable.

The Han people in Liaodong dropped from more than 6 million to 5 or 600,000 when the Manchu Qing Dynasty entered the customs, and in addition to the massacre, a large number of people were frozen and starved to death.

Cao Shixuan can be said to have a life-saving grace for Li Mingli, and it is not an exaggeration.

"It's a pity that Brother Cao stayed on the slope." Li Mingli thought silently: "I hope they are captured, with their temperament, they will definitely not be tortured and killed, and Brother Cao still has a glimmer of life." ”

At this time, the rain gradually decreased, and after a while, it suddenly stopped completely.

After a few breaths, the sun came out from behind the clouds, and the original cool feeling disappeared at once, and the water on the ground was steamed by the sun, giving off a muddy smell, and the hot and steamed people were uncomfortable, but it was much more awkward than before the rain.

"Tell everyone to get ready to come out."

Li Yongfang had been riding on a horse, looking at the situation on the other side of the West Pass on a high slope.

The mountains here are not like barren mountains, there are wild grasses and shrubs everywhere, here used to be an important town in Quang Ninh, it was very open, the slopes of the mountains are barren, originally surrounded by some cultivated fields and villages, after the battle of Quang Ninh, they are all deserted, the black land is either bare plots, or some broken walls.

Recently, Fushun's forehead has become more and more serious, the wrinkles on his face are getting deeper and deeper, and his waist is getting more and more bowed.

Li Yongfang was a little arrogant at the beginning of the post-Jin period, for example, he rode a horse to see the old Khan, and only dismounted after seeing the ceremonial drive, Nuerhachi treated him politely, and soon married a granddaughter to Li Yongfang, which can be regarded as pulling this Ming general into the ruling core.

Later, he conquered Shenyang, Liaoyang, and the four guards in southern Liaoning, and Li Yongfang was ordered to lead the army many times and made great contributions.

Of course, Li Yongfang's greatest contribution was to make a living signboard for Houjin, and it was precisely because his surrender was favored and reused that many generals in the Ming Dynasty took the initiative to surrender.

Later, the old slave handed over the intelligence work of the Ming Dynasty to Li Yongfang to manage, and after the battle of Guangning, the Houjin side bought the guerrilla Sun Degong in advance, and Li Yongfang also made great contributions in it.

Originally, it was a spring breeze, but in recent years, the old Khan has become more and more wary of the Han people, and Li Yongfang has gradually been excluded, this time to Guangning is the result of the balance of power, originally Li Yongfang was counting on fighting a spy war with the Ming State here, and then Liaoyang after seeking credit, how could it be expected that not only could not be attacked head-on, but the spy war was also ineffective, although Sun Chengzong was not an espionage expert, but he did a very good job in preventing Houjin in western Liaoning, and the Houjin shadows in the ambush in the military department were also found out, Houjin's invincible past in espionage has also become history.

Thinking about all the details of the past, Li Yongfang felt a lot of pressure.

Around him were several Jurchen officials, most of whom were officials below the general army of the capital hall and above the guerrilla level, and they respected Li Yongfang very much on the surface, but in fact, they had their own system, and they did not discuss Li Yongfang at all on many matters.

Today's war is also ostensibly commanded by Li Yongfang, but in fact, it is still Mandalhan in charge, and Li Yongfang can only influence the Han army.

Seeing that the weather was clear, Man Darhan immediately said to Li Yongfang: "Efu, do you want to fight immediately?" ”

Although it was in the language of inquiry, Mandalhan's tone was clearly affirmative.

Li Yongfang said casually: "We still need to wait for the sentry to report, and then we will talk about it." ”

Mandarhan nodded and praised: "The forehead is worthy of being experienced in a hundred battles and cautious in the use of soldiers. ”

Although this guy looks very vulgar, he looks like a typical Jurchen savage, and now he is also wearing a robe of bright gauze, and he no longer scolds people with a straight barrel when he speaks, but uses this ironic method to ridicule Li Yongfang.

Li Yongfang's expression did not move, but his tone became excited, and he said: "In this case, fight! ”

Mandarhan was a little surprised, his expression was excited, and he said, "I'll go to the sentry myself." ”

Li Yongfang said: "The four Baylors are bent on besieging the Thirteen Mountains, and at this time we are grasshoppers on a rope. ”

Only then did Mandarhan understand what Li Yongfang meant, although it was not a conversion, but Li Yongfang fell too deep in the matter of the Thirteen Mountains, and Huang Taiji was equivalent to helping him untie the trap, and the basis for cooperation was that Li Yongfang would fight this battle seriously.

The rain stopped abruptly.

A rainbow hung in the sky, and Zhang Chunniu ordered the troops to immediately put on alert, and at the same time sent Tangma to inform the Ming army stationed a few miles away near the ruined city of Quang Ninh.

Before the pond horse came out, there was a shout of fighting in the distance.

The whole position immediately became tense, and the gunners began to reload.

More than 200 soldiers led by Wen Zhong and Bald quickly came down from the mountain, and the remaining manpower under the mountain was deployed at the mouth of the valley, and at the same time the degree of lifting was accelerated.

The enemy situation is unknown, and everyone is a little anxious.

Zhang Chunniu and Wen Zhong checked the time, and their subordinates carried a small table clock, saying that it was small, and it was half a person tall.

Carry this thing to the north and south, but also have to have someone to take care of, the spring to be regularly oiled and cleaned, every day, although it has to pay a lot of price, but just from the accurate grasp of the time, it is also very worthwhile.

"For a while, the soldiers will have to take care of the valley and the pass." Wen Zhong said: "It depends on how Dongyu fights, we are on the defensive side, we have the advantage of fortifications, but we also have disadvantages." ”

"Boom!" The bald man is still an old man, although he has been promoted again because of his excellent performance, and he is already the deputy commander of the regiment. After he spat on the ground, he said: "Say that those bends are used for birds, simply put, his mother's pass to the middle of the valley is too big, although we have a lot of people, the only people who really live on top are the cavalry and our people and Yusheng, the most elite is the hundreds of people in our hands, there is no news about Ma Wu's dog day so far, the cavalry is lame, and Yusheng's elite has to guard the valley mouth, where 20,000 stone grain is more important than anything, if the pass is broken here, the road will be broken, and it must be tight." It's important everywhere, it's sparse everywhere! ”

The officers present all had gloomy faces, and there was a large amount of grain on the side of the valley, and the main force of He Yusheng on the mountain must be stuck there.

In fact, the bald man brought the elite of the mountain infantry here to help, and it was already the overall situation on the mountain.

From the mountain down to the mouth of the valley is a dustpan-shaped terrain, high on the top and low on the bottom, narrow inside and wide outside, there is a distance of more than three miles from the mouth of the valley to the pass to be defended, and the two official roads here meander to the distance like a snake crawling away.

There were also a large number of carriages at the pass, as well as a temporary camp, there were old and weak women and children waiting to leave, and hundreds of Ming troops, all of whom were sent by various departments to garrison, and nominally they were stationed at the pass of the Thirteen Mountains.

Once the police are met here, it is the brunt of it, the generals of the Ming army are not stupid, and the aid to the Thirteen Mountains is the attention of the emperor and the superintendent, of course things must be done, but it is absolutely impossible to really fight a tough battle and lose their own family funds.

I just came from the hospital again, I want to die tired, take a look at the data, I am still on the list if everyone does not give up, and the average booking is okay, and it has been steadily increasing.

With my old street goods, the rhythm of this book is not cool and fast-paced, and the current results are not bad. If you can concentrate on code words, figure out the plot more, communicate more with readers, and update more, maybe it will be better, but in a very vulgar phrase: concubines really can't do it.

I can't do it, I can only grit my teeth and insist, it's not hypocrisy or asking for anything, it's just a few psychological words, thank you for your support.