Chapter 428: Goodbye Old Slave King Banner!

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When Li Yuanqing arrived at the high platform, Chen Zhong and Zhang Pan both had solemn faces, staring closely at the movements of the Jin army in front of them. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Seeing Li Yuanqing coming, the two of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yuanqing, you see, there are a lot of people in Tartar this time. I'm afraid of no less than 5,000 people. Chen Zhong pointed to the dense figure of the Jin army in front of him, and his expression became solemn again.

Li Yuanqing nodded and stared ahead.

At this time, the dense figure of the Houjin army has been pushed a mile away, with about a hundred cowhide chariots in front to support, and behind, there is an army of 'ants' carrying bags of sand and soil, and there are many miscellaneous servants, sweeping the terrain around at any time.

Unlike the Ming army, which was on the defensive, the Later Jin army had higher requirements for terrain conditions because of the mobility of its cavalry.

Although the land in the southeast area of Zhenjiang City is flat, the previous fire has burned a lot of fallen leaves, and it is inevitable that there are some potholes.

In ordinary times, these potholes are actually not a big deal, and their warriors are all skilled in bowing and horses, and they just go around, but at this time, the Houjin army is so meticulous and the details are so in place, which makes Li Yuanqing's expression a little dignified.

However, although the responsibility of defense was handed over to Chen Zhong, Li Yuanqing knew that after so many years of getting along, Chen Zhong had instinctively formed a sense of dependence on Li Yuanqing.

Not to mention Zhang Pan, who was 'poor and white' at this time.

It will take time to really pick them up.

At this time, as their backbone, Li Yuanqing couldn't be too depressed.

For a moment, he couldn't help but smile, "Tartar is very well prepared this time." Is this cleaning their backyard? ”

Chen Zhong was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing, "Yuanqing, what are you talking about these dog offal?" ”

Li Yuanqing said with a smile: "After so many wars, the Tartars have already suffered enough from us, and it is normal for them to be careful." Looking at this, it will take at least two days for them to push over, so we are not in a hurry. ”

Chen Zhong nodded hurriedly, waved his hand and beckoned Chen Changyou, the leader of his own soldiers, and said to Li Yuanqing: "Yuanqing, you are sitting here, and I will go to the earthen wall to inspect again." ”

Li Yuanqing smiled, "It's okay." If you have any needs, please keep me informed. ”

"Hmm. Don't worry, Yuanqing. Chen Zhong hurriedly left.

Zhang Pan said: "Yuanqing, I can't tell why, I'm always a little nervous, and my heart keeps pounding." ”

Li Yuanqing smiled and hugged Zhang Pan's shoulder, "Brother Zhang, the big war is coming, and nervousness is also human nature, and it is inevitable." It's not just you, I'm nervous too. But Tartar, that's what it's all about. They don't have more heads and more lives than us. Steady, the boys are all looking at us. ”

As a general, being taught by Li Yuanqing like a primary school student at this time, Zhang Pan not only did not feel embarrassed, but was more relieved, and said with a smile: "Yuanqing, I'm working hard." ”

Li Yuanqing smiled, "Brother Zhang, that's right." When we fight with them with real knives ~ guns, you will be much more comfortable. ”

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Houjin's bulldozing offensive was very meticulous, and in the Ming camp, Li Yuanqing and the three of them had no good way, so they could only further stabilize the defense in the camp.

At this time, the dominance of cavalry on land is really too terrifying.

Especially at this time, facing the main force of Houjin has exceeded 50 Niu Lu, Li Yuanqing's people, even if they are arrayed, like hedgehogs, they cannot be their opponents at all.

The only thing I can rely on is the camp at my feet.

A day passed quickly, and the Houjin Front remained 300 paces away, although it was already within the firing range of the Ming artillery, Li Yuanqing did not give the order to open fire.

Mainly these Tartars, all of whom are miscellaneous servants, mostly Mongols, armorers and Han slaves, killing and injuring them are enough to distress the princes and magnates of the Later Jin, but it will expose the power of the Ming army's artillery and make them have some precautions.

In this battle, the Changsheng Battalion was fully prepared for both baggage and ordnance, and although the shells were not flowering shells, the reserves were very abundant.

It's a pity that due to the insufficient number of gunners and the heavy red-coated cannons, the number of artillery pieces carried by Li Yuanqing is not enough.

In the final analysis, this is still due to the limitation of financial resources and productivity, and the degree of firearms in the Changsheng Camp is still insufficient.

Fortunately, with Li Yuanqing personally in charge, although the darkness before dawn was a little depressing, in the Ming army camp, the sons and daughters ate and drank well, and everything remained on a normal track.

The next morning, the heavy snow that had lasted for two days stopped, the north wind howled, and the weather became colder.

Li Yuanqing also discovered one of the biggest drawbacks of the camp.

That is, the camp is in the south of Zhenjiang City, and it is downwind.

Fortunately, with the help of heavy snow, and the preparations have been fully made, Li Yuanqing is not afraid of Houjin's use of fire attacks.

The miscellaneous servants of the Houjin army, under the cover of the cowhide chariots, had already begun to advance within a range of 200 paces.

At this time, the heavy snow had stopped, and the air had been purified a lot, and standing on the central fort, the faces of the Tartar servants in front could already be clearly seen.

Their conditions obviously can't be compared with the sons and daughters of the Immortal Camp, even compared with Zhang Pan's soldiers, there are many gaps.

Most of them were in rags, some of them, and there was a torn cotton jacket, or worse, they didn't even have a cotton jacket, and they were only dressed in all kinds of simple animal skins, and some even had no sleeves, which made people feel cold when they looked at them.

Not to mention the armor.

Zhang Pan couldn't help but say: "Yuan Qing, Lao Chen, this, are they all Han slaves?" Fuck, these dogs who kill a thousand knives. ”

Chen Zhong's eyesight was excellent, and he hurriedly shook his head, "No, it seems that there are mostly Mongolians and armor-clad people." ”

Although the Han Chinese, the Mongols, and the Armor people are all yellow people, the difference in congenital conditions, especially at this time, is not difficult to distinguish.

Zhang Pan's eyes were not very good, and he was a little unconvinced.

Li Yuanqing also saw the general situation clearly at this time, and said with a smile: "Brother Chen is right, most of these miscellaneous servants are Mongolians, and there are also many people in armor." It can be seen that Houjin is not rich now. ”

Zhang Pan hurriedly said: "The dog Tartar occupies the Liao land and robs so many treasures, how can he be so poor?" ”

Li Yuanqing couldn't help but smile.

Zhang Pan has always been in the Dongjiang River, and his vision is also limited by the Dongjiang River, and he cannot fully understand the whole picture of the entire Liaodi.

In the past few years, especially after the Battle of Guangning in the second year of the Apocalypse, although there have been many wars in the Houjin, because of Li Yuanqing's involvement in southern Liaoning, many times, they only blew the wind and did not rain, and the thunder was loud and the rain was small.

Especially in the third year of the Apocalypse, the old slave directly abandoned the four guards in southern Liaoning, which to a large extent directly affected the overall economic strength of Houjin.

In addition, in the first half of the year, Li Yuanqing ran rampant in the north, and the fertile land in the Heilongjiang River valley was also hit hard.

Coupled with the fact that the old slave continued to hate the Han, the economy of Houjin did not collapse before there was a ghost.

However, this also made Li Yuanqing's heart vigilant.

After several years of downturn, it must be difficult for the old slave to accept, and the battle of Zhenjiang is far from being as simple as imagined.

"Brother Zhang, the life of the old slave is not good, we must be more vigilant." Li Yuanqing patted Zhang Pan's shoulder heavily.

Zhang Pan also reacted, and nodded heavily, "Don't worry, Yuanqing." I won't waste this opportunity! ”

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At 200 steps, Houjin's advance speed began to become extremely slow.

It must be that after the earthen wall has been piled up, it must be carefully pushed forward.

Li Yuanqing and the sharp firearms of the Changsheng Battalion have really left them with too many painful memories in the past few years of battle, and they have become more and more cautious in this regard.

Li Yuanqing thought about it for a long time, but in the end he did not order an artillery bombardment to destroy the newly built earthen wall of the Houjin army.

The main thing is that the earthen walls are piled up, which is also an obstacle to the cavalry of the Later Jin Army, which is only the beginning at this time, and it is far from the time when the bayonets are red.

At noon, just after lunch, news also came from the main force of Mao Wenlong Dongjiang on the eastern front.

At this time, although the Yalu River was not frozen, the Ming army had the advantage of a fleet and could ensure the communication between the two sides of the strait.

In this regard, the Houjin army was much worse, and they had to spend at least several times more effort than the Ming army.

Mao Wenlong's message was very concise, the main force of Dongjiang had been successfully assembled, bypassing Tieshan and approaching the range of Yiju, everything was progressing well, and he was ready to attack the city at any time.

After getting the news of Mao Wenlong, Li Yuanqing and the three of them were in good spirits.

According to Mao Wenlong's shrewdness, even if there is Huang Taiji in Yizhou, but at this time, the main force of Houjin is attracted to Zhenjiang City, and Mao Wenlong may not have no chance.

Affected by Mao Wenlong's news, Chen Zhong and Zhang Pan's mood also improved, their morale was high, and Li Yuanqing was also happy to see this result.

It's just that at the beginning of the afternoon, the speed of the Houjin army's advance suddenly increased a lot, and the cowhide chariot had approached a hundred paces, and they began to pile up the earthen wall at about 120 steps.

The Ming army soon discovered that the situation was not right.

"Dog Tartar, this is taking medicine? Did they want to attack the city in the afternoon? Chen Zhong's brows furrowed tightly.

Zhang Pan said: "Yuanqing, can we open fire?" You can't just let them push it over. ”

Li Yuanqing also frowned, thought for a moment, and said slowly: "Wait." Don't rush yet. 120 steps is a hurdle, and if they dare to go any further, we will not leave any more hands. ”

Zhang Pan nodded hurriedly, although he is a general, he has been in a logistics position for the past few years, and he does not have much actual combat experience.

Especially at this critical moment, he felt more and more that the gap with Li Yuanqing was there.

However, being able to stay with Li Yuanqing, between his ears and eyes, his ability is also improving rapidly, after all, he has a previous old foundation.

At this time, Chen Zhong suddenly smacked hard, "What a shit!" What should happen to me? It turned out to be an old slave, this old dog is here! Yuan Qing, Lao Zhang, look at it. Over there, that's the old slave's royal flag! ”

Chen Zhong's eyesight was excellent, Li Yuanqing and Zhang Pan hurriedly looked in the direction of his fingers, and sure enough, about a mile and a half away, under the escort of nearly a thousand elite cavalry, hundreds of tall cavalry were clustered together, dozens of banners swayed in the wind, and the most central one was the old slave's yellow flag and king flag.

"What a day! The old slave is here too! Zhang Pan couldn't help but spit hard, spit a few mouthfuls hard, and clenched his fists tightly.

Li Yuanqing's eyes also narrowed slightly, this matter is interesting.

It seems that the old slave can't hold his breath anymore.

It's a pity that the longest range of these 8-pounder guns is only a little more than a mile, and it can't reach the old slave's group of princes and magnates, otherwise, Li Yuanqing would have to snatch this feat from Inspector Yuan.

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