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Withdraw?

Amin couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

At this time, how could he retreat? Where else could he retreat?

How long has it been over the years...... Finally, he had such an opportunity to lead the army alone and be truly the master of the country, how could he let it go?

If he doesn't win Li Yuanqing, what qualifications does he have to compete with Huang Taiji for the throne?

"Yue Tuo, don't be impatient. It is true that the firepower of the Ming army is very strong, but they must not continue like this. Endurance character. Let's let those ~ fresh miscellaneous servants go to consume first, and let's take a look at the situation slowly. ”

Amin said to Yue Tuo with a somewhat pleasant face.

If according to Amin's temper in the past, a small character like Yue Tuo dared to pick on his thorns at such a time, he was afraid that he would have already slipped it with a big mouth.

But this is not the time.

The old slave has ascended to heaven, and Houjin no longer has absolute power to look at the overall situation, at this time, everyone's strength is about the same.

Amin has never given up his desire for the throne.

When everyone gathers firewood, the flame will be high.

Yue Tuo is no longer the half-grown child he was back then, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Amin knew very well that even if Yue Tuo could not support him, at least, he must not push Yue Tuo to his hostile side.

At this time, hearing Amin say this, Yue Tuo could only endure his temperament first, "In this case, then let's slow down a little longer, let these Chao~ fresh miscellaneous laborers, and then resist some more sand bags and trees." ”

Amin nodded vigorously, and immediately ordered the herald to pass this order to the front, and said, "The warriors in front must be tired when they are pressed like this by Ming Dog. Looking at this, if you want to rush to the city, it will be at least until the afternoon. But we can't let Minggou be alert, we must prepare some elite thick-armored warriors, let them eat and drink enough, nourish their spirits, and wait for the afternoon or evening, rush up in one fell swoop, and the battle will be decided! ”

Yue Tuo also understood what Amin meant, and nodded vigorously, "Second Uncle is wise." The front is so consumed first, and it will not be too late for our warriors to rush up again until dusk. ”

Zilharang also understood what Amin meant, "Second brother, charge in the evening, I will make three bulls!" ”

Amin was overjoyed, after all, he was his own brother.

"Good, good, great!"

How many years have passed, Amin is really rare to be so excited, "Sixth, you have three elite cattle records, and I have four elite cattle records." Yue Tuo, if you have less on your side, let's come up with one. Then you attack from the north. To the north, the terrain is gentle. When the frontal fight starts, you will go up again. Sixth, you leave one Niu Lu to fight with me, and the other two Niu Lu are with Yue Tuo. ”

Zilharang and Yue Tuo nodded hurriedly.

Amin looked at Li Yongfang on the side again: "Eyu, you lead the elite under your command, now go to recuperate, and in the evening, you attack from the south." Like Lao Liu and Yue Tuo, wait for the front to start before joining the battlefield! Let's fight on three fronts and strive for a decisive battle!! ”

Li Yongfang hurriedly nodded, "Don't worry, Lord Belle, the slave will definitely go all out." ”

As he spoke, he hurried to prepare.

Amin said to Yue Tuo and Zilharang again: "Yue Tuo, the sixth child, you should also go and prepare now." That's right, someone. ”

"The minions are here."

A henchman hurriedly came over and knelt down in front of Amin.

"You immediately go to the front Shuotuo and Jin Zidian, don't act rashly, slowly consume, slowly push forward!"

"Wow!"

Yue Tuo quickly left to prepare, and Zilharang walked out a few steps, but turned back again.

After a moment, he whispered to Amin: "Second brother, no matter what, I will support you in this battle!" ”

How could Amin not understand what Jilharang meant, laughed, and patted Jierharang's shoulder heavily: "Sixth, when you take Li Yuanqing, you and I will share the glory and wealth!" ”

Zilharang was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and nodded.

His second brother still doesn't give up.

Still, that's fine. At least, with Li Yuanqing here, it can make him completely cheer up!

Although the Ming army had fierce firepower at this time, the warriors of Dajin were not vegetarians.

And after that, no matter what, whether it is Amin Sheng, or Huang Taijisheng, he Zilharang is already invincible!

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Temporary Command of the Ming Army.

General Mao Wenlong and Li Yuanqing soon discovered the abnormality of the Houjin army.

Mao Wenlong couldn't help sneering: "Yuanqing, these dog Tartars, are playing with us!" ”

Li Yuanqing's brows also furrowed slightly. Amin really had a long memory this time, and he rushed forward without blindly beating recklessly.

Still, it's a good thing.

If Amin really rushed and suffered heavy losses all of a sudden, in the follow-up, he would definitely not rush again, if he was scared away, the results of the Ming army would inevitably have a lot of impact.

But at this time, he took a step back, presumably for a more violent outburst later.

Just like a boxer's punch, if you want to hit a lethal punch, there must be a process of cushioning and accumulating.

Thinking about it, Li Yuanqing couldn't help but smile: "Marshal, guess when will Amin spend his money?" ”

Mao Wenlong also understood Li Yuanqing's thoughts, and said with a slight smile: "It's not afternoon, it's evening." If I were Amin, I would have chosen the evening. ”

"Handsome and wise!"

Li Yuanqing couldn't help laughing: "Marshal, this battle, perhaps, won't take us as long as we think!" ”

How could Mao Wenlong not understand Li Yuanqing's deep meaning? But his expression became solemn, and he said in a deep voice: "Yuanqing, there is a camp, we have enough support!" But if we rush to camp at night, we must be more prepared! ”

Li Yuanqing nodded vigorously, "Marshal, in this regard, you are an expert, Yuanqing is up to you to arrange everything!" ”

Mao Wenlong was stunned for a moment, and after a moment, he also reacted, and nodded vigorously: "Yuanqing, the front will be handed over to you, and I will prepare now!" ”

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After the Ming army's bird guns showed their might, the Tartars on the frontal battlefield quickly shrank.

Most of the real slaves were firmly behind the improvised chariots, or they used wooden stakes and sand mounds as their backings, constantly firing arrows towards the Ming military fortifications.

And the Ming army's bird gun offensive has also slowed down a lot, and if you don't see the 'rabbit', the bird gun firepower will never be too intensive.

The two sides went back and forth, and the whole battlefield seemed a little depressed and tired for a while.

Shuotuo and Jinzidian, not far behind the earthen wall, also received the latest military order from Amin.

Although Shuotuo was extremely unhappy with this military order, he was a Houjin royal family after all, and at this time, it was naturally impossible to dismantle Amin's platform, so he frowned and agreed to it, and immediately began to implement it.

But on the side, Jin Zidian was panicked.

At this time, he is a fool, and he can understand that these dog-day Tartars are trying to use their brave and invincible Smecta warriors as cannon fodder!

"Bei Ziye, Bei Ziye, you see, the firepower of the Ming army is so fierce, I have paid a lot of casualties for the warriors of ~ Xian, you see, do you think you will slow down the pace of the warriors? Let's take a break for the warriors of ~ Xian? ”

Shuotuo looked at Jin Zidian coldly as if he was looking at an alien: "Lord Jin, what do you mean by this?" You don't want to advance towards ~ Xian's army? Do you want our Daikin warriors to push forward? ”

"This ......"

Jin Zidian wanted to refute something, but when he saw Shuoto's face as if he was about to eat people, when it came to his mouth, he couldn't help but swallow it back into his stomach.

This~, what the fuck is this called?

The beauty didn't touch her buttocks, but she touched it!

But at this time, Jin Zidian also understood that he had no chance to choose at all! I can only summon a few Chao ~ Xian generals, and whisper orders to them, let them be careful and try to avoid casualties.

After hearing this, these Chao ~ Xian generals couldn't wait to dig out the eighteen generations of Jin Zidian's ancestors from the mud and whip the corpses.

Pity.

The situation is stronger than the man.

These dog tartars, one by one, are eyeing each other, and in order to survive, they can only do it hard.

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The time soon came to noon, and such a slow-paced war did not require much strength at all for the Ming army.

In particular, the fortifications of the Ming army were very stable, and the rain of arrows of the Houjin army could hardly cause them much real damage.

Not far behind the front-line trenches, a thick broth was tumbling in a cauldron.

This is not the old and astringent horse meat, but the fresh, delicious pork and mutton, all transported from the fleet from Changsheng Island and Phi Island, and the firefighters have been carefully fed, just waiting for this moment.

Next to it, there is a big basket and a big basket of coarse white flour steamed buns, all of which are bigger than milk ~ children.

Soon, under the leadership of the officers of various departments, the soldiers came to the supply point behind them in an orderly manner.

Each person is a large bowl of broth with two taels of meat, a stack of salted fish and fried cabbage, and a boiled egg, and two sturdy steamed buns per person.

Each person's meal was served on a wooden tray, and after being served away, they could be returned to the trenches. And when the soldiers finish eating, their own firemen come to the trench to clean up, which can maximize and preserve the physical strength of the soldiers.

Of course, this is the 'invention' of Li Yuanqing of the Changsheng Camp.

Soon, the thick aroma of meat and rice wafted throughout the Ming military fortifications.

It happened to be the north wind at this time, but it was not too strong, and the rich aroma of meat and rice soon drifted with the wind into the noses of these miserable Smecta.

"This, what are these Ming dogs eating? Why is it so fragrant? One of the Chao~ fresh servants swallowed greedily and asked a few companions who were carrying wooden stakes together.

"This should be lamb soup, right? No, it seems to smell like fish! These despicable Ming dogs actually learned our Dachao ~ fresh cooking methods, it's really hateful, hateful! ”

"These dogs are treated too well, right? Before, I had never heard of them eating so well! ”

"That's right! Didn't those officials keep saying that Mao Wenlong was called Huazi? ”

“………”

There is everything around me, and it is a little complicated for a while.

Next to him, the face of a Chao ~ Xian officer was also extremely unsightly, and he shouted coldly: "What does Ming Dog eat?" Do you have your share? Hurry up and get to work! Let's have lunch ready! ”

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