As the sun set, the gate of Jinzhou City was about to be slowly closed. The big red lantern at the head of the city has also been lit, and at this time it is vaguely flying to ride. The sentry in the city fixed his eyes on the scout in front of him, and hurriedly shouted at the top of his voice: "Open the city gate!" ”

The scout shouted breathlessly: "The enemy situation ahead, the 30,000 army of Jiannu is coming to attack Linghe City!" "His horse ran so fast that he overturned at the gate of the city, foaming at the mouth and twitching his limbs. The scout didn't have time to take care of it, and went with the guards to report it.

It didn't take long for Wu Xiang, the chief soldier of Jinzhou, to hold a letter from his brother-in-law, and his face was ugly. "Fifty thousand, Jiannu is determined to take Linghe City this time. My brother-in-law is in danger. He pondered for a long time, his face full of anxiety, his eyebrows tangled together.

"That's not right!" Wu Xiang's pupils shrank, "Didn't you say 30,000 gold soldiers?" Why is it written in the secret letter that it is 50,000? ”

Song Wei said: "Lord Commander, could it be that this information is wrong?" Do you want to send a spy to investigate? ”

"Report! Jiannu's 20,000-strong army Chen Bing Dalinghe! A voice came from outside the door.

Wu Xiang's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly walked to the map. "30,000 frontal attacks, 20,000 blocking rear support, Huang Taiji is really a good means! Fortunately, my old father-in-law had the foresight to mobilize 10,000 Guanning iron cavalry to defend Linghe City, and Huang Taiji should not attack it. ”

Song Wei nodded and said, "Looking at the posture, eighty percent is going to besiege the city and send reinforcements." However, this information came two hours ago, how did General Zu know that there would be 50,000 elite soldiers, not 30,000? Song Wei was thoughtful and saw the omissions in this secret letter.

Wu Xiang lowered his head and continued to read, he couldn't help but be speechless in surprise, his hands trembled, and he almost couldn't hold the letter. Song Wei on the side stared at him and said, "Lord Commander, how can you ......?"

"Big ...... Big...... Linghe City's is not Guanning Tieqi! Those 10,000 elite soldiers were actually placed in Guangning Zhongtun Guard! ”

"What?" Song Wei was taken aback, how could Guan Ning Tieqi be on Zu Dacheng's side? Obviously, he watched the 10,000 Guan Ning Tie ride out of the city.

Wu Xiang continued to read and read the entire secret letter. I didn't even dare to take a big breath, and I read the whole letter in a state of completely holding my breath and staring. "Li Dai Tao stiff, what a Li Dai Tao stiff!"

"What do you mean, Lord Commander? The 10,000 Guanning Iron Cavalry is no longer guarded by the Great Linghe Town, so can Linghe City still be saved? Song Wei asked puzzled.

Wu Xiang raised his head, glanced at the Daming Banner at the head of the city, and said, "Do you think that there are 10,000 Guanning iron cavalry or 10,000 conscripts in this Linghe City, and the effect is not good?" ”

"Could it be that General Zu didn't predict the prophet in advance? It's too dangerous to do it rashly, right? Song Wei was shocked.

Wu Xiang shook his head and said, "This doesn't look like the handiwork of my brother-in-law." ”

"Could it be Sun Laoshuai?"

Wu Xiang still shook his head and said: "Such a dangerous move is not like what these two people did, but like the work of a handsome talent who has just emerged." It seems that my brother-in-law has an extra master next to him. Fifty thousand golden soldiers, I really don't have any way to defend Linghe City. Rather than being caught in a human urn, it is better to strike preemptively, put it to death and then live. This dangerous move seems to be full of dangers, but in fact, it is to seek stability in danger, even if Linghe City is completely destroyed, my Ming elite can be preserved. I'm really curious more and more about who came up with this trick. ”

Song Wei frowned and said, "If that's the case, isn't General Zu certain to die?" In his opinion, Linghe City, which couldn't even be defended by 10,000 Ming elites, was now left with 10,000 miscellaneous troops, how could they defend it?

"Take a look. After reading it, I remember to burn it. Wu Xiang handed the secret letter to Song Wei, and then walked out of the room.

Song Weihu took the secret letter suspiciously, "This ......" He was speechless, this plan ...... Too risky, right?

Wu Xiang put his hands behind his back, stood outside the door and sighed to himself: "No matter whether the battle of Linghe City is won or lost, it will be an unforgettable bloody battle. ”

30,000 gold soldiers set up camp and settled down in an orderly manner. In the tent, the owner of the Eight Banners, several Beylers and the Mongolian Khan sat together.

"How's it going, has the news been clear?"

"It's pretty much there. 10,000 Guanning iron horses, 20,000 migrant workers. Combined, it's on par with our group. According to me, directly attack the city and kill the damn. Three-Belle shouted.

"It's so reckless. Our Jurchen and Mongolian sons are first-class in kung fu, and if they fight on horseback, only the Guanning Iron Cavalry can compete. Now they are trapped in the city by us and others, and their rear support has been cut off. In my opinion, the best way is to besiege the city and send reinforcements. Huang Taiji said, "What do you think?" ”

Several banner lords and khans nodded one after another, and said, "Tiancong Khan is really wise. We are not good at attacking cities, and I don't know what the walls are made of. If we besiege the city and send reinforcements like this, and starve them to death in the city, we will not suffer too many casualties. So much better! ”

"Haha, that's it. Tomorrow, I will instruct the children of the Eight Banners to dig four trenches around the city and build a one-foot-high earthen wall, I want to see how long his ancestor can last for his great life! Huang Taiji picked up the goat's milk on the table, "Come, I'll wait for milk instead of wine, it's dry!" ”

"It's done!"

"It's done!"

Only Mang Gurtai, whose face was cloudy, pinched the cup of goat's milk in his hand with some resentment. The green tendons on his arms and wrists squirmed like dragons.

The night is as cool as water, and after autumn, it is even more obvious. Yang Fan, who was standing at the head of the city, looked at the dotted thousand tent lanterns, and felt a little stunned, he didn't know whether he was doing right or wrong, and he didn't know how many people would die this time. But he knows one thing, that is, this time, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty will not eat people, and they will not eat the people of the Ming Dynasty. Either die in battle, or stand on the pinnacle of victory and plant the Great Ming Banner on the pile of corpses of the enemy.

"What do you think?" Zu Dashou walked up to the city.

Yang Fan hadn't eaten for a day, so he just stood. "I'm thinking about a question, why fight?"

Zu Dashou put the bowl of millet porridge in front of Yang Fan, "In order to survive." Better to survive. ”

"Can't we live together peacefully?" Yang Fan asked, this is asking Zu Dashou, and he is also asking himself. This world is full of wars, and there is no century of peace and tranquility, and even in the 21st century, the flames of war have not stopped.

Zu Dashou put his hands behind his back and said, "Yang Zi, I know you are not used to seeing death. In the Shuntian Mansion, when I killed that scum, I saw it in your eyes. You are very resistant to death, but I tell you that the best way to make peace is to destroy the enemy, and then there will be peace. ”

Yang Fan's face turned pale and murmured, "The best way to make peace is to destroy the enemy...... The best way to make peace is to destroy the enemy's ......"