September 13th, two o'clock in the morning.

In the early morning, the thick dark clouds that covered the blue sky and the sun a few days ago, almost pressed on people's heads, became as thin as paper, the clouds were light and the wind was clear, the cool breeze in the summer was along the ridge of Luliang Mountain, blowing the fragrance of leaves, and the birds and beasts in the forest were chirping each other, harmonious and natural. The rising sun shines through the thin clouds, like flowing water, dispelling the last traces of darkness and sprinkling brilliant vitality on the earth.

The horns of the bulls were raised, and the drums of war were startled.

A group of soldiers with helmets and armor marched out of the gate of the Qing soldiers, lined up into an army, with long spears and long knives running through the sun, and the murderous aura of Sen Ran soared into the sky.

In all directions, tens of thousands of troops were in place according to the strict requirements of the formation, and the Jurchen Eight Banners Army was still in the center, the Mongol soldiers were located on the outside of the two wings, and the Han army, which was forced to do so, was still on the front line.

Outside the Shiling Pass, the trench that the Ming army rushed to repair overnight has been restored to its original state, and the shield carts that are piled up at the bottom of the ditch have been taken out, and they are piled up on the side of the trench by the Qing soldiers, and a wooden barrier with squeaky teeth and teeth and claws has been erected, and the Ming army deliberately pointed the sharp wood outward, and the wood seems to have been poured with fire oil, wet.

Dolgon, Mandahai and other nobles rode steadily on their horses, and stayed safely on a high dirt slope in the rear of the Chinese army under the hug of the guard barracks, and could see the situation ahead at a glance.

"The Ming army has not moved, and it seems that it will not go out to fight us head-on." Man Dahai twisted the body of a brass clairvoyant mirror in his hand and looked into the distance: "But the figure behind the low wall is shaking, and it is obviously full of soldiers." ”

After a few glances, he respectfully returned the clairing mirror to Dolgon, this treasure is very rare, Dolgon only has one, or when he entered the city of Beijing, he pulled it out of the Forbidden City that was burned to the ground, Dolgon regarded it as a treasure, except for the trustworthy general, others wanted to use it in their spare time.

The mirror body is carved with a vivid dragon, the dragon has four claws, the dragon's mouth is forward, as if to bite the round mirror, the whole mirror is a delicate work of art, it should be a gift from overseas red-haired ghosts to Emperor Chongzhen.

Dolgon took it, stretched out the mirror, squinted one eye and looked at Shiling Pass, sure enough, as Man Dahai said, the Ming army in front of the pass also got up very early, and was busy moving stones and arrows, and there was no intention of lining up to fight.

He snorted, this was a bit unexpected, I thought that Wang Huan could defeat Nikan in the field, and he was also a bloody person, and he would not shrink into the pass, but today it seems that he is also a coward, and he does not dare to face the army head-on when the weather is fine, and he looked down on him last night.

Slowly turning the clairvoyant, Dolgon's gaze gradually moved back along the low wall in front of the pass, from the busy Ming army array, observing the Ming army's preparations, the more he looked, the more frightened, only to see the Ming army array, a large and small artillery was pushed out, the number was so large, like a herd of wild horses scattered on the grassland, everywhere.

In particular, there is a cannon as large as a water tank, with a peculiar appearance, and the muzzle can be stuffed into the most burly and fat soldier in the army, pushed by several people, at the mercy of two low walls, some like enlarged tiger squat cannons, I don't know how powerful it is.

In this way, the rain did not stop yesterday, the Ming army still had reservations about firearms, and did not use all the family resources, today the weather is fine, the wind is beautiful, and everything has been moved out. 、

Today's battle damage is probably even worse than yesterday's!

Dolgon thought about it, his mood became irritable, and the mirror in his hand moved a little faster, and quickly moved to the wall, where the Ming army was not as nervous as the people under the gate, but they were just preparing for battle.

Shaking from side to side a few times, Dolgon found a white-armored and red-clad Ming army general standing on the wall, holding a cylinder, also looking around.

The two clairvoyants were facing each other in the same direction at the same time, and from each other's mirrors, they found each other.

That's Wang Huan? Dorgon swallowed a mouthful of saliva and swallowed hard.

Is that Dolgon? Wang Huan's mirror stretched forward a few centimeters.

The two of them had a complicated mood, with the clairvoyant mirror in their hands, across thousands of troops, looking at each other together, the clairvoyant mirror in this era is not outstanding, but a few miles apart, you can still see the appearance of the person opposite.

To be honest, Dolgon admired Wang Huan very much, and thought that apart from Hong Chengchou, there was probably no second person worthy of him in the Ming Court. I didn't expect that when the overall situation was about to be decided, such a demon appeared, and the good situation that the Jurchen generations had worked hard to build was eliminated in a gesture.

It's a pity, Dolgon shook his head behind the mirror, this guy is stubborn, if he has to stand on the opposite side of the Qing Dynasty, then he can only be killed.

Wang Huan on the other side didn't know what he was thinking, he held up the mirror and looked at it for a while, then suddenly put down the mirror, stretched out his right hand, and gestured in the direction of Dolgon.

Dorgon was stunned, the gesture was strange, he had never seen it before.

Is this some kind of code word? Dolgon is a person with an active mind, and he immediately has a lot of associations, could it be that when Wang Duo was sent to surrender yesterday, there were Jinyi guards of the Ming court or the emperor's minions present, Wang Huan was inconvenient to express his intentions, and took advantage of the current opportunity to express his intention to surrender to himself?

He frowned and put down the clairvoyant mirror, thought for a while, and asked Man Dahai suspiciously, "Do you know sign language?" ”

Man Dahai nodded, so Dolgon followed Wang Huan's example, stretched out his right hand, clenched his fist with one hand, the center of the fist was upward, and his middle finger popped out, pointing to the sky.

"What does that mean?"

Man Dahai's eyes widened, looking at the hand, and he didn't know why.

Dorgon summoned several other noble generals to come and see, but several of them stared at each other and could not say anything but shake their heads.

As a result, Dolgon's suspicions became even greater, and he even wanted to stop today's harassing assault and leave some time to send someone to probe again.

"There must be a mystery!" Dolgon pulled the reins in his hand and twisted it a few times: "But anyway, today is just harassment, the purpose is to consume the gunpowder of the Ming army, it is harmless, let's attack as planned!" ”

Man Dahai also thought suspiciously for a long time, then nodded, and ordered the guards behind him to start giving the order to march.

The drumbeat is sudden and intense, like a raging storm; The horn is fierce and long, like a soul-inducing Yama.

Bai Guangen cursed Dorgon's ancestor hundreds of times in his heart, then waved the long knife in his hand and loudly ordered the soldiers to start pushing the shield cart.

Today, he led the Han army to charge into battle, and he was the only one who only brought 5,000 soldiers, and the meaning of cannon fodder was very strong.

The shield car was thickened and strengthened, the wood was doubled, the wood guard plate in front was a foot thick, and more than a dozen soldiers used their strength to push the car, which was not strong.

Behind the shield cart, every soldier is wearing armor, and the archers choose strong and skilled hands, who can shoot arrows up to a hundred paces away, and even up to two hundred paces away when throwing, so there should be no problem in suppressing the birds.

But Bai Guangen knew very well that in front of the firearms of the Ming army yesterday, the bird gun was just a drizzle, and no matter how thick the wooden board was, it could not withstand the thunderbolt-like iron bullet.

He looked back at the Qing army's array, a row of Mongolian soldiers were riding horses and swords not far behind him, it was the Inspector War, if anyone dared to escape without permission, they were terrible ghosts who demanded their lives.

"Phew!" Secretly spat on the ground, Bai Guangen hunched over, hid behind a shield cart in the back, tried his best to blend in with the soldiers, and began to slowly advance forward.

On the Ming army's position in front, at the muzzle reserved by the low wall wooden fence, the muzzle of the Shenwei cannon has slowly risen, and the gunners with big shoulders and round waists have begun to send large iron bullets into the muzzles of the black holes.

(End of chapter)