Li Tingyu swallowed the gnocchi with a "snort", grinned and said in a hurry: "My lord, today the Tartars are violent, and the Han army and the Mongols take turns to fight, so they are almost real Tartars, but they are not even close to the wall, and the combat power is worrying." In this way, this group of animals has not learned anything else in the guan, but they have learned proficiently, and they have lost the strength to hold a knife. Hahaha! ”

He smiled heroically, but Ma Xintian shook his head and said coldly: "That's not right, Jiannu didn't move, it's too early to say that." When Haoge was in Sichuan, we fought with the real Tartars, and the wild men were no worse than when they were outside the gates, and the ability to fight with knives was as ingrained in the mother's womb as the one brought by the mother's womb, and it was not so easy to degenerate. ”

Li Tingyu was not convinced, put the bowl down, and shouted: "King Ma Yan is young enough to grow the ambition of others and destroy his own prestige!" I'll take someone to the stealing camp tonight, call him a real Tartar or a fake Tartar, and cut off hundreds of his heads and come back for you to see!" ”

Ma Xintian raised his eyebrows and said, "I'll go tonight, you are tired during the day, and rest at night." ”

Wang Huan and Li Dingguo watched the two bickering and laughed.

After laughing, Wang Huan turned his head to look at Li Dingguo and said, "What does Dingguo think?" ”

"Your Excellency has already made up your mind, so why bother to ask the last general?" Li Dingguo humbly clenched his fists: "But it's not a bad thing to steal the camp and set it on fire." ”

Wang Huan touched his chin, squinted his eyes and thought about it, at this time the sky was completely dark, and the Qing army Aha who was collecting the corpses outside also retreated, empty in all directions, and the evening wind blew, stirring up the smell of blood on the ground, reminding people of the tragedy that happened here during the day. Some soldiers stepped forward and began to use the light of the fire to clear the wreckage of the shield carts in the trench, restore the function of the trench obstacles, and prepare for the next day's battle.

The firelight of the Qing army camp is faintly in the distance, reflecting the red sky, the night sky that is clear after the rain is extraordinarily bright, the stars converge into the Milky Way through the dark green sky, setting off the brightness of the moon, and occasionally the clouds float by, making the moonlight like a girl covered by a thin veil, covering her face with shame.

"Ma Xintian will bring a thousand people from the Fire Word Battalion." Wang Huan said slowly: "The old soldier who was born in the white pole soldier, took a detour and went over the mountain, all brought some fire oil, the rain just stopped, and it was inconvenient to set fire without fire oil." ”

Ma Xintian stood up and clenched his fists to receive his life, Li Tingyu looked at him stupidly, his eyes were full of jealousy.

"Be careful, the Manbaqi also grew up in the white mountains and black waters, and the skills in the mountains are not much worse than the white pole soldiers." Wang Huan advised: "If it's not easy to do it, come back, and put stability first." ”

Ma Xintian replied simply: "Understood! ”

Li Dingguo said with a smile: "General Ma, Lao Chuanbing, grew up in the mountains, and no one can match the ability in the mountains, so it couldn't be better to send him." After all, General Li is good at fighting in battle formations, and although the skill of spears and halberds is high, he is not able to catch the movements on the edge of the cliff in the treetops, and besides, it is hard during the day, and it is also the right way to rest at night. ”

A few words easily explained the correctness of Wang Huan's choice, and also invisibly resolved Li Tingyu's slight embarrassment.

Wang Huan admires Li Dingguo here, always able to understand the overall situation, has a unique vision, walks on the same channel with Wang Huan, has a super high emotional intelligence, is good at balancing the relationship between generals, and is the first general in history in the late Ming Dynasty, and it really deserves its name.

Li Tingyu was really useful, he was happy, and said with a shaking beard: "If the night attack goes well, my lord, tomorrow will be fine, do you want to pull the artillery camp out and do it vigorously, as you said, fight a battle of generation, and let Dolgon also taste the taste of iron bullets chasing his ass?" ”

Since the great battle with Nikan, Li Tingyu has superstitiously revered the cannon, the power of the yellow gunpowder beyond the times made the one-eyed general's blood spurt, and the powerful Mongol cavalry and the imposing Jurchen soldiers were powerless to fight back like fools under the blow of firearms, and this refreshing sense of violence deeply fascinated him.

As soon as he thought of Dolgon escaping like a mouse under the iron bullets of the Shenwei cannon, Li Tingyu couldn't help laughing, the laughter was rough, and it spread far away, so that the soldiers cleaning the trench outside the wooden fence frequently looked at this side curiously.

"Not tomorrow, the sky has just cleared, there is mud everywhere, the road is not easy to walk, no matter whether it is a divine cannon or a thunderbolt, it can't be dragged out." Wang Huan shook his head: "The cannon is too heavy, the wheels will sink into the mud, and the cattle can't pull it out, if you want to pull the cannon out, you have to wait a few days." ”

"That's done, wait for the Tartars to attack." Li Tingyu waved his fist: "Dolgon won't give up, he has so many soldiers, how can he rest if he doesn't die a few?" ”

"There are indeed a lot, I heard from the spies, there are more than 50,000 people, and some Han troops from various places are still coming one after another, if you count them, at least nearly 100,000 people have been mobilized." Ma Xintian said, holding his knees with both hands, sitting majestically.

"Most of the Qing soldiers from the Central Plains have come." Li Dingguo said: "Dolgon really looks up to adults. ”

"That's fine, at least the pressure on Jiang Jiu's side is much less, and Datong won't be lost." Wang Huan said solemnly: "Datong is a bait, this bait is still there, Dolgon is reluctant to leave Shanxi, and the main force of Azig will not go, and it is much easier to encircle and annihilate the main force of the Tartars in Shanxi than to let them flee to Beizhili to hold a group or run out of Shanhaiguan to gather troops and wait for an opportunity to fight back!" ”

"If the lonely Jurchens dare to stay in the pass, the Han army will eat them, and the Mongols will seize the last opportunity to grab a handful, and then throw them away and return to the grassland, so as long as we seize the main force of the Eight Banners in Shanxi, the situation in the entire north will develop in a direction favorable to us."

"Destroying the living force of the Jurchens is tantamount to pulling out their roots!"

"The Jurchens are already few people, and if they die, they will have one less, which is not as good as our Han people, and there are endless children and grandchildren! Eat the 20,000 people brought by Dolroll and the 20,000 people brought by Azig, how much is left? Five thousand or ten thousand? What else can they do except escape from Shanhaiguan with the looted property slaves and return to their hometown in Liaodong? ”

Li Dingguo, Li Tingyu and Ma Xintian listened quietly and pondered. Wang Huan had told them about this plan a long time ago, and proposing it at this time was just to deepen their impression.

"If the weather was beautiful and it cleared up earlier, there wouldn't be so much to do." Li Tingyu sighed: "It's easy to call over, it's so simple." ”

"Not necessarily! Although the rain was not good for our firearms, it also slowed down the pace of Dolgon, and if it had cleared up earlier, the people of the steppe might not have been able to block the back of the Tartars. Li Dingguo said seriously: "If you can't block it, it is equivalent to giving up all your previous achievements, and it will only defeat the Tartars, not eliminate them." ”

"As long as it's blocked, then there's nothing to worry about." Ma Xintian said: "The Mongols' horses are very fast, and the remnants of the army are defeated, and they can't run away." ”

"But the Mongols are really not trustworthy, and as the saying goes, those who are not of our people will have different hearts. You have to be prepared in case the Mongols don't come. ”

"What can you prepare? If they don't come, we'll fight! Keep fighting, hit to Beizhili, hit to Shanhaiguan, fight to Shenyang! ”

"But then, do you want the south? Is it that the whole Ming Dynasty is just us playing Tartar and cheapening the quails in the south? ”

The three of them discussed for a while, and they all looked at Wang Huan, and between the lines, it seemed that the war with Dolgon had been won in a certainty, and the focus of the argument was actually how to eat the main force of the Tartars in Shanxi.

This sounds like a fantasy to others, but for the four people here, it is a matter of course.

Wang Huan tapped his knuckles on the stone beside him, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he quietly looked at a fire burning on the ground, revealing a sly smile: "It will come, I will give him a big painting cake, and I will give him a gift that cannot be refused, with Bentar Khan's greedy nature, he will not miss it!" ”

The angle of the corners of the mouth was upturned, like a cunning fox showing its teeth, which made the other three people have goosebumps all over their bodies.

(End of chapter)