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Xu Heizi instantly understood what Li Yuanqing meant, and said with a smile: "The general is wise!" ”

At this time, the Tartars of the slaves in the east had come all night, exhausted, and had not yet set up camp.

If the Immortal Battalion attacks now, it is likely to cause them to flee, and at that time, once they plunge headlong into the surrounding old woods, it will be time-consuming and laborious for the sons and daughters to try to clear them.

And when they set up camp, bury the pot to cook, eat and drink enough, it is not so easy to run.

After all, once the supplies and equipment are dropped, in such weather, even if they run into the old forest, there is no food, they can only starve to death, freeze to death, and become beasts.

"The general is wise!"

The surrounding generals also reacted and burst into laughter.

Li Yuanqing smiled, "Okay! Everyone is here, we can't help but entertain ourselves! Spread my military order, the whole army buried the pot to cook, and let the sons and daughters eat and drink enough. After an hour and a half, wait for my order at any time! ”

"Yes!"

The officers hurried to get busy.

Li Yuanqing narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly smiled, turned to Niu Gensheng and said, "Let Qiao'er and Shu Murong also come over to watch the battle." ”

"Yes." Niu Gensheng hurriedly left.

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An hour and a half passed in a flash, and it was almost 11 o'clock.

At this time, the coalition troops of the Western Front had also rushed to the city and began to camp two and a half miles outside the Hushimen Acropolis.

The Tartar coalition forces on the east and west, hundreds of scouts, shuttled back and forth under the city, exchanging information on the one hand, and provoking the Ming army under the city on the other.

After Li Yuanqing took his soldiers to inspect outside the west gate, he came directly to the east gate, stood on the high head of the city, and observed the situation on the opposite side.

Liu Qiao and Shu Murong also changed into the clothes of their own soldiers at this time, and stood not far behind Li Yuanqing, observing the situation of the coalition army of the Nuer Gandu Division opposite.

At this time, the eastern coalition army did not seem to have any intention of attacking the city, they set up camp two miles away, set up fences and barriers, the bonfire was already lit, and the thick cooking smoke rose, covering the snowflakes fluttering in the east in a cloud of smoke.

Shu Murong didn't know what mood she was in at this time.

These days, she has worked hard with all her strength to win Li Yuanqing's heart.

Shu Murong had never felt so humble as she did at this time.

In front of Li Yuanqing, she even felt that she was like a little female dog wagging her tail for pleasure.

It's a pity that with the woman beside her, she has never been able to get the seed of Li Yuanqing that she wants the most.

Shu Murong deeply understands that if she can't get Li Yuanqing's seeds and can't get pregnant, then her fate will always be a slave girl and can't be changed at all.

It's a pity that with Liu Qiao by Li Yuanqing's side, she has no strength at all.

What to do?

Looking at the banner of the coalition forces in the distance, Shu Murong wanted the coalition forces to attack quickly, slash Li Yuanqing, and let her be freed.

But these days of getting along, she already has a deep understanding of Li Yuanqing, and she knows even more that the combat power of the immortal battalion under his command is simply unfathomable.

Although she is a woman, she is from a military background after all, and she also has some understanding of war.

At this time, the coalition army of the Nuer Gandu Division in the east came tired and tired, and the Changsheng camp under Li Yuanqing, on the other hand, was not only full of food and drink, but also had the advantage of geographical advantages, which ......

How can this battle be fought?

Especially looking at the confident smile on Li Yuanqing's Yingting face, Shu Murong simply felt extremely hateful.

But in her heart, she already faintly felt that these distant clansmen opposite her this time were going to suffer a big loss.

She really wanted to run over and tell them to leave quickly, so as not to provoke this devil who was afraid of all her life, but she couldn't do it at all.

Shu Murong bit her red lips tightly, and her two little hands were constantly entangled in front of her.

has reached this point, she also wants to see how this man will deal with the situation in front of her.

At this time, not far ahead, facing the cold north wind, Li Yuanqing not only did not feel the slightest cold, but the hot blood in his chest and abdomen seemed to be boiling.

The Tartar coalition on the opposite side had already gone completely on track as he expected.

They have started to build bonfires and start cooking and eating.

Many auxiliaries have begun to scatter to the surrounding old woods and begin to look for firewood.

It can be seen that the firewood they carry is not very sufficient.

This is also inevitable.

After all, in the north, on the banks of the wide Heilongjiang River, there are old forests everywhere, and it is not difficult to find firewood, and these Tartars naturally do not want to waste time and effort, and they have to carry a lot of firewood on the march.

It was about 12 o'clock, and the snow in the sky had decreased a little, but the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and it was 'whirring' and bitterly cold.

In the camp of the Tartar coalition army in the east, many auxiliary minions who collected firewood have returned, and it is almost time.

Li Yuanqing suddenly smiled slightly, waved his hand and said to Niu Gensheng: "Pass my military order, let Huang Guoshan and Kong Youde start attacking!" As many Tartars as you can kill, you will kill Lao Tzu as many as you can! ”

Niu Gensheng couldn't help but perk up, and said respectfully: "Yes!" ”

Hurry up and give the order!

Not long after, with the roar of the antlers, outside the east gate, Huang Guoshan and Kong Youde, two thousand corps, quickly rushed out from behind the warm snow wall and lined up in front.

On the side, Shu Luohuan and his minions, as well as the surrounding 200 or so minion coalition troops, also quickly began to form a team, surrounding the flanks of Huang Guoshan and Kong Youde!

The Tartar sentry here panicked instantly, and hurriedly rushed to the coalition camp to report the news.

Soon, as Li Yuanqing's Chinese army had a new order conveyed, the two Ming armies suddenly sang a slogan that covered the sky and the sun, "General Wansheng!" ”

"Immortal Camp Wansheng!"

"Daming Wansheng!"

Ahead.

In the 6,000th Corps, Kong Youde rode a tall brown Mongolian horse, waved the steel knife in his hand violently, and shouted: "Sons, kill the Tartars!" ”

"Wan Sheng!"

All the sons and daughters shouted almost without thinking, and under the leadership of the officers of the various departments, like a red tide, rushed towards the direction of the Houjin camp.

Next to it, Huang Guoshan's 5,000th Corps was also the same.

The heavy snow and terrain are no longer an obstacle at all, and the two bright red figures, steady and steady, are rapidly approaching.

On the other side, the Tartar coalition army also came to their senses and hurriedly called their respective forces out to line up and prepare to deal with the offensive of the Ming army.

Unfortunately, in such weather, the role of war horses was minimal, and they could only go out on foot, with only hundreds of cavalry archers, hovering on both flanks, ready to deal with the charge of the Ming army.

Against the backdrop of the snow-white world, the bright red figures of the children of the Immortal Camp are particularly conspicuous.

Even though they had rushed out for almost two miles, at the head of the city, Shu Murong could still see the figure of each of them.

This bright red, and the messy animal skin variegated on the side of the coalition army, the contrast is too stark!

Seeing that the two were about to collide together, Shu Murong's heart also rose to her throat.

Although the ending had almost been predicted in her heart, before the moment when the truth really happened, Shu Murong still had the last glimmer of hope in her heart.

At this time, the Huangguo Mountain Department was in the lead, and it was already approaching the pre-war of the Tartar coalition army.

The archers on the left, like fireworks blooming, shot towards the Ming army.

"Raising the Shield !!"

Wang Sanwa, the general of them, as a pioneer meat shield, is on the left wing of the team.

Seeing the rain of Tartar arrows coming, he didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly shouted.

In a moment, nearly one hundred and fifty sons and daughters raised their round shields in their hands in one and greeted the rain of arrows from the Tartars.

In an instant, it was like hail hitting the roof of the house, and a row of round shields made a 'crackling' sound.

At the same time, the crisp sound of 'bang bang bang' behind him came and went, and the bird soldiers behind him had already begun to fight back.

And behind their left flank, Shu Luohuan's minions and the warriors of the tribe's minions also rushed out one after another, and attacked the Tartar coalition army on the opposite side.

For a time, the smoke of gunpowder filled the air, people roared, and the entire battlefield situation began to fall into chaos.

But this did not affect the rhythm of the pikemen in front of the two Ming armies in the slightest.

Already 50 steps closer to the position of the Tartar coalition army, Kong Youde swung down his steel knife and roared, "Sons, rush!" Kill the Tartars! ”

In a moment, hundreds of pikemen, like a raging red tide, rushed towards the opposite Tartars like a raging wind.

Not far away, there were also five or six hundred pikemen in the mountains of Huangguo, such as a retreat.

"Go up! Go up to the top! ”

"Kill all these despicable Ming dogs!"

On the opposite side, the Tartar coalition army was not to be outdone, and there were about more than a thousand people in various vests, raising their respective blades, and rushing towards the Ming army.

For a moment, the two sides collided violently together as if Mars had collided with the Earth.

But at this moment, the most familiar password sounds sounded one after another!

"Stab ---- right!"

"Stab ------- right!"

"Stab ...... to the right"

The continuous shouts of the sons and daughters were heard very vividly even at the head of the city two miles away.

Shu Murong's pretty face couldn't help but turn pale.

Although I don't know what this slogan represents.

But in the clear vision in front of her eyes, at the speed that she could see with her naked eye, the warriors they were proud of on weekdays were like fallen leaves swept up by the autumn wind, as if they had no strength to resist at all, and fell one after another.

The pungent smell of blood, even if it is far away, even if the wind is very strong, it is impossible to pass over, but Shu Murong's heart seems to have smelled it.

She couldn't help but clearly recall the scene when she fell to the ground that day, and the pungent smell of blood made her unforgettable.

But at this time, the killing ahead did not stop!

"Stab ---- right!"

“……”

“……”

Slogans over and over again kept ringing in the sky.

In less than 5 minutes of the violent collision between the two sides, more than 1,000 Tartar coalition troops, at least seven or eight hundred, fell on the cold and white snow, and let their blood stain the white ground red!

"Ming Gouzi can do witchcraft, Ming Dog can do witchcraft!"

"Ahh Run! Run! Ming Gouzi has been killed! ”

“……”

The rest of the Tartar coalition army, where do they dare to resist?

I only hated that my father and mother had two legs missing, and ran behind me like crazy.

All kinds of weapons, all kinds of lost to the ground!

At the head of the city, Li Yuanqing couldn't help but smile proudly!

This is his immortal camp!

These are his sons!

At this time, he single-handedly formed the Division of Hope!

"Pass my military orders! Continue the pursuit, let Shu Luohuan and them quickly go up! Kill these Tartars! ”

"Yes!"

In a moment, the passionate horn trumpets sounded more urgently, as if thousands of troops and horses were galloping, and it was almost about to break people's hearts!

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