On Xiaohu Mountain, Yuan Chonghuan stood outside the highest, looking around from a distance, with a distinguished appearance, and nearly 20,000 horses behind him, which was even more brilliant.

"The last general has seen Futai, and everything is going well." He Kegang and Zu Dale rode horses and rushed to Yuan Chonghuan and reported loudly.

"Okay, the two generals have worked hard" ......" Yuan Chonghuan said with a smile, the prelude before this decisive battle is very good, sweeping the heads of a lot of Tartars, it can be regarded as an appetizer before the decisive battle, no matter what, this credit has already been earned, even if it is defeated, it is still defeated with a bottom line.

"Futai, killing the Tartars today is a pleasure, and it is not hard at all." The two of them have mutual humility.

“………… Don't be humble today, the Tartar has also come out, let's talk about the business, and then talk about the Tartar after the fight............" Yuan Chonghuan said with a smile, as for the business, it is naturally the right thing.

"Jiang Futai commands!" The two said.

"Have you eaten all the bread?" Yuan Chonghuan asked.

"Go back to Futai, and after killing the Tartar exploration team, you will eat it." The two immediately replied.

"Okay, the official just observed the Tartar with a clairvoyant mirror, and found that the camp of the Tartar was making a fire to cook, and the smoke was dissipating, and he hadn't eaten yet" ......, okay, then the official won't say much..."Yuan Chonghuan smiled with satisfaction and nodded. Now it's almost noon, and the meal that I have eaten before dawn in the morning has almost been digested, and I have eaten the cakes to fill my stomach, just in time to kill the enemy.

This battle may be fought until the evening, and it is also calculated to appear in Xiaogushan at this time, and the staff officers assigned to Jinning by the staff department have designed a lot of gadgets for the Tartars overnight.

For example, the Tartars generally eat two main meals, the first meal in the morning from 6 to 8 o'clock in the morning, and the second meal after noon or before 12 o'clock to 2 o'clock at noon.

Although this meal is small, but people are iron, rice is steel, if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry and panic, this battle, the staff officers estimate that at least until dark, that is to say, at least three hours or more, this meal seems to have little to do, but the more you get to the end, it is obvious that you have more strength after eating, and the hope of winning is greater. Although Yuan Chonghuan was "not brainless, he gladly accepted the advice of the staff officers, and forced the light son to come out for a decisive battle when the Tartars had their second meal."

Yuan Chonghuan didn't plan to say too much, on this small hill, the generals gathered in front, the soldiers in the back, and not far away, there was the Tartar who was approaching quickly, and the battle was about to break out.

"Please show the flag of the king............ public," Yuan Chonghuan shouted in front of many soldiers. ran all the way, and killed the enemy all the way, and everyone's faces were "excited, and their faces were red."

With Yuan Chonghuan's shout, a special cavalry team came from behind the team, these people were holding a flag, and unlike other flags, these flags were full of women's clothes, this is the women's clothing flag.

"We wish Lord Yuan success." Wang Yingzhi took this special flag team, interspersed among the soldiers, this women's flag was really dazzling, fluttering in the wind, attracting the attention of the whole audience.

"Thank you for your support." Yuan Chonghuan said solemnly.

"I don't need to thank our family, but I also bother Lord Yuan to assign a team of power and courage to our family, and it is good to protect the flag, although our family can't rush into battle, but we can also cheer for our family............" The king of the prison army also said solemnly.

"There's a lot of work." Yuan Chonghuan beckoned, summoned a general, gave a few commands, and finished explaining. Then he shouted: "Today, set up a flag in this place, and the banner will be a man and a man in front of it, and I will die in front of it; After retreating to this women's clothing flag, don't say that you are a man in the future, don't say that you are a man, let alone say that you are a person from Jinning, what ......,

Yuan Chonghuan shouted in disgust.

With Yuan Chonghuan shouting, Wang Yingqi's women's flag team at the front of the team neatly planted the flag on the ridge of this small lonely mountain, and the existence of the flag could be seen in all directions, fluttering in the wind and majestic. With these flags erected, the faces of those present showed a more resolute look.

"Zu Dale listens to orders!" Yuan Chonghuan shouted solemnly: "The end will be!" Zu Dale said.

"I order you to take your headquarters to attack and kill the Tartars." Yuan Chonghuan ordered in a loud voice. The Tartar brigade on the opposite side looked like about five or six thousand, Yuan Chonghuan didn't say anything, ready to fight directly, what was still shouting, what confrontation, what formation, at this moment, there was no need for it, Yuan Chonghuan knew that what he needed was blood, what he needed was courage, what he needed was shame and courage, Yuan Chonghuan firmly believed that he could win this battle. ,

"The last will be ordered!" Zu Dale returned to Yuan Chonghuan and immediately returned to his own formation.

"Gentlemen of Jinning,...... "Rush ...... with me" Zu Dale returned to the front of his team, raised his arms and shouted, then waved his arms violently, and pointed the knife in his hand at the Tartar brigade in front of him.

"Guys!" The soldiers shouted in response, and the slogan they shouted was only this strange word "master", which was not the same as shouting and shouting and killing in the past.

"Guys!" ......" Zu Dale took the lead, and the first team rushed down to the bottom of the small dirt slope, and the five thousand soldiers behind him also rushed down, and the remaining soldiers could shout "Master!" ”

For this man who rushed down.

The cavalry led by Zu Dale did not hesitate at all, and directly rushed towards the oncoming Tartar.

Dolgon led 5,000 men and horses, galloped over, and saw that the Ming army seemed to be treating the small dirt slope seriously, it seemed that there were quite a few people, it seemed that a big man had come, and it seemed that he had made a lot of strange flags, which looked no different from his clothes, and was wondering, and rushed down a man and horse from the small dirt slope. rushed directly to him, there was no pre-battle questioning, and there was no confrontation, so he came up and cut directly.

Dolgon was originally going to stop, a little confrontation, or to figure out who is coming, how many troops the other side has, maybe you can intimidate the Ming Dynasty officials and soldiers on the opposite side "just slowed down the speed" when I saw a Ming army rushing down directly, without the intention of stopping, so that his original abacus fell short "gradually slowed down the speed, I had to bring it up again, ready to hedge, cavalry fighting, what we pay attention to is a breath, what will be done is speed, if you stop and wait for others to rush into battle" Cavalry without speed is really not very good, and it will suffer a big loss.

"Ride ............," Dolgon grabbed the horse's belly, shouted loudly, and rushed up.

The two horsemen collided in an instant.

There was no huā whistle, no exquisiteness, no words, only the dull sound of horses' hooves, only the dull crash, only the sound of sharp blades breaking through flesh.

The battle was instantly white-hot, with swords and swords, and flesh and blood flying.

The neighing of the war horse "The roar of battle, the clash of weapons are intertwined."

Yuan Chonghuan stood on the small dirt slope, calmly watching the battle of tens of thousands of horses in front of him, from time to time there was an angry roar, and a miserable scream came, but Yuan Chonghuan just didn't see it. The soldiers behind him were also solemn and waited quietly. The white-hot battle, even if you look at it here, "makes the blood of the heart gush upward, and there is no retreat" There is no huā whistle, only life for life, wound for injury.

"Futai, the Tartar brigade seems to be coming." He Kegang shouted. Now the battle of tens of thousands of people below is quite tragic, the sword is flesh and blood, the combat power of the two sides is almost equal, and it is impossible to tell the winner for the time being. Now on the other side, there is another team of Tartars, and this group of people is much more than the one just now.

"Well, look at it, how many Tartars are there?" Yuan Chonghuan asked slightly, his eyes kept staring at the battlefield below, or at the Tartar brigade rushing in the distance.

"My lord, according to the general, there are almost 10,000 here, at least no less than 10,000......" He Kegang measured the number of people and then said.

"Ten thousand? That is, the main force of the Tartars, almost pouring out of the nest? I don't know how many people there are in the target's battalion," ...... Yuan Chonghuan asked.

"My lord, it's hard to say, and I can't say if it's the main force this time, and I'll know when the last general goes to test it." He Kegang said.

"Well, this time the reinforcements directly rushed to the Tartars, and the Tartars have tens of thousands of people, but are you sure?" Yuan Chonghuan asked.

"Don't worry, my lord, I know in my heart, I won't miss my adult's business, although the last general is not as good at rushing and killing as Da Le, but it is full of tenacity, so I will drag this batch of Tartars, just right!" He Kegang said lightly, 5,000 people went to top 10,000 targets, and He Kegang didn't feel much.

Zu Dale is fighting with the 5,000 Tartars at the moment, and now the 10,000 Tartars are dragged by He Kegang, once the target is dragged, then the Ming Dynasty's chances of victory are greater, if Futai Yuan Chonghuan leads the remaining men and horses to rush to fight with Zu Dale Jī The 5,000 Tartars, it is estimated that the 5,000 Tartars can be defeated in one fell swoop, so as to form a local victory, and so on to clean up the 5,000 godsons, and then turn around, clean up the remaining Tartars, as for the Tartars in the big camp, it is estimated that they will not dare to go out of the camp. Not every Tartar is good at fighting, and there are also high and low in the Tartar, and there are also three, six, nine and so on. ,

"But Gang waits, don't rush in a hurry!" Yuan Chonghuan thought for a moment and asked.

"Your Excellency?" He Kegang asked.

"5,000 people is too little, this official will give you another 2,000 soldiers and horses, can you be sure that you can drag these 10,000 targets with 7,000 men?" Yuan Chonghuan thought for a while, but still felt that five thousand to ten thousand was too much, and it was better to add more.

"Thank you, sir, but there is no problem." He Kegang said with a sense of emotion, 5,000 men and horses dragged 10,000 Tartars, He Kegang went with the determination to die, as long as he dragged the 10,000 Tartars, he could create conditions for Yuan Chonghuan to clean up the 5,000 Tartars, the Ming Dynasty had an advantage over the Tartars in terms of strength, as long as the combat power was comparable, the victory would always shift to this side, but he dragged 10,000 Tartars with 5,000, and it was estimated that the consequences would not be so easy to bear. 1 He Kegang in history died quite heroically, and it can definitely be regarded as a realm facing death 1

"Go ahead!" Yuan Chonghuan said quietly, and the distant words, with the sound of slashing, with the roar, and with the sound of the collision of weapons, entered He Kegang's ears.

"The last will be ordered!" He Kegang agreed.

"Gentlemen of Jinning............" He Kegang blushed like an ancestor and shouted with the greatest strength.

“…… Rush ............ with me," He Kegang in Jiangsu and Zhejiang raised his arms and waved his knife.

"Guys!" With this strange shout, seven thousand iron horsemen rushed towards the distant Tartars like roaring waves.

"Guys!!" Behind him, there was still a roar of heroism.

Yuan Chonghuan didn't intend to give the target any respite at all, "as soon as the enemy appeared", he would immediately go up and stick the enemy, here, it was his Jinning's strength that prevailed, "He Jinning is the home field, although usually Jinning's foot soldiers don't dare to go out of the city, but now that it's this special moment, there is no such thing as not daring to go out of the city."

Yuan Chonghuan calmly looked at the two iron streams that were about to collide together, full of confidence. The soldiers behind him are full of perseverance.

As soon as he arrived at the battlefield, he saw a Ming Dynasty official army rushing towards him, almost giving him a chance to breathe, Zilharang was also secretly surprised, when did the Ming Dynasty officials and soldiers be so afraid of death? Take the initiative to hit him?

Zilharang is also a veteran on the battlefield, seeing the seemingly endless men and horses of the Ming Dynasty rushing out from behind the small dirt slope and knowing that this is a decisive battle with the Ming Dynasty, he didn't think much about it, immediately waved his hand, and immediately rushed out of a man and horse to intercept it, Zilharang knew that he could not put all the men and horses into the battlefield at once, and he must leave enough power and brave troops in case of emergency, if they were all glued, there would be big trouble.

Zilharang looked at the men and horses running down from the small dirt slope in surprise, and seemed to know that he had sent too few people, and waved his hand again, and a cavalry ran out of his side again in two moments to chase the cavalry in front.

Zilharang was secretly frightened, it seemed that Dolgon and the Ming Dynasty officials were fighting on the battlefield not far away, and it seemed that they had been fighting for a long time, and the movements and courage of the men and horses on both sides were obviously not as strong as the two centaurs who had just collided together.

When did the Ming Dynasty become so unafraid of death? How dare you fight to the death with Daikin? Looking at the rest of the people behind him, Zilharang was even more frightened! Originally, he wanted to help Dolgon, and quickly ended the fierce battle over there, but he saw the Ming Dynasty officers and soldiers who were ready to attack on the small dirt slope not far away, and Zilharang didn't dare to move, this battle, it is obvious that it depends on whose stamina is long, if you use the last power and courage too early, I am afraid that this battle will be won, it is not certain.

He Kegang led 7,000 men and horses, shouting the word "master", and collided with the Tartar without any whistle. The opening scene was almost the same as Zu Dale's, and the sound of violent collisions, fights, and wails broke out instantly.

Fighting, fighting, fighting, fighting, in this battlefield, there is nothing but fighting and fighting.

On the battlefield, something strange happened, there were a group of men and horses on both sides standing on the field and fighting outside, allowing the men and horses in the middle of the battlefield to fight fiercely, as if this fight had nothing to do with themselves.

Zierharang didn't move, and Xi Chonghuan didn't move.

"My lord, it seems that the Tartars have not all been thrown into the battlefield, at least three or four thousand people have not moved." A general beside Yuan Chonghuan looked at the battlefield that was glued together, and said with some anxious voices.

"It's okay, he didn't move, that's because the official didn't move here either." Yuan Chonghuan said lightly.

"But, my lord......" This general is anxious, the situation on the two major battlefields below can only be described as tragic, dead people and dead horses, banners, weapons have been left in this grass, every breath, people continue to fall to the ground, the longer the battle stalemate, the more people die. ,

"It doesn't matter! Don't mess up the morale of the army............" Yuan Chonghuan said lightly, as he spoke, he also glanced at the soldiers behind him, and at a glance, the faces of the soldiers were full of fortitude.

"The last general knows that he is wrong!" The general who spoke just now hurriedly admitted his mistake, on the battlefield, a little bit of fatigue is very fatal, if his face is full of anxiety and is looked at by the people behind, it will be a big blow to morale.

Zilharang was holding a clairvoyant mirror, and he was also carefully observing the team of people and horses facing him on the "battlefield".

"Liaodong Governor Yuan ......" Jilharang put down the clairvoyant mirror and said, he had already discerned from the banner who was confronting him.

"Master, it should be Yuan Manzi, so many Ming Dynasty officials and soldiers, Yuan Manzi can command." A minion said in an affirmative tone.

"Yes, Yuan Manzi has a lot of brute strength, dare to fight a field battle with my Dajin openly, he really ate the gall of a leopard......" Jierharang looked at Yuan Chonghuan with contempt, but, in his heart, he was also suspicious, from the clairvoyant mirror, it can be seen that on the side of Yuan Chonghuan's banner, there are a lot of very "special" flags Jierharang carefully studied it and determined that this is the clothes worn by women in the Ming Dynasty, and the people of the Ming Dynasty dare to use women's clothes as banners when they are full? Still swaggering trees in front of the military formation? Why? Zilharang's heart sank.

On Matsuyama Fort.

The sound of fighting in the distance also blew to Songshan Fort. Such a large-scale battle is by no means the short-lived scout battle of the past.

"My lord, shouldn't it be Lord Yuan and they are here to save us?" On Songshan Fort, a general asked in a complicated tone.

"Probably not!" Zu Dashou's beard on his face has not been trained for a long time, and the sāo of the Tatars has been harassing him, so that he has no effort and no mood to shave, and now it is a beard left on his face, which occupies almost the entire face.

Zu Dashou wondered, the order he received has always been to defend Songshan Fort, maybe half a year, maybe longer As for the rescue on the periphery, it is estimated that he should not think about it, it is just a scout war, and he is exploring horses. Zu Dashou is also ready to run out of food, and now that it has not been half a year, the food is still sufficient, and the above is in a hurry to save him so soon? It stands to reason that he didn't run out of ammunition and food, and the above would never make great efforts to save him, could it be that something happened?

Now the sound of rushing and killing outside is not a scout battle, it is obviously tens of thousands of horses fighting for a long time, because the hills are blocked, he can't see the battle situation outside, he can only hear the sound and can only guess.

Zu Dashou raised the clairvoyant mirror again, and what he might see was vaguely the dust rising from the other side of the mountain, and the Tartar camp that looked relatively empty in the distance.

On the small lonely mountain.

Yuan Chonghuan looked at the battlefield below with a calm face.

"Staff Officer Yang, how many people are there in the Tartars, but have they all been calculated?" Yuan Chonghuan asked, he didn't rush directly to stick to the edict like Zu Dale and He Kegang, he was still waiting for one thing.

"Back to Futai, when it is between fifteen and sixteen thousand............," replied the staff officer surnamed Yang, who had been writing and calculating.

"Oh, fifteen thousand six, the total number of Tartars is only more than eighteen thousand, except for the Tartars that we packed up when we came, it is at most eighteen thousand, here are fifteen thousand six. In the Tartar camp, there are two or three thousand people in total, right? Yuan Chonghuan asked calmly.

"If you count the Tanma who withdrew in the Quartet and didn't have time to take back, in fact, the Tartar camp should not exceed two thousand." The staff officer surnamed Yang replied.

"Is there two thousand or three thousand in the camp? Or is it just a thousand, and the rest is outside? Yuan Chonghuan asked solemnly.

"Back to my lord, this, it's hard to say, not only how many elites are in the camp is difficult to determine, but it's also difficult to determine how many horses are sent outside, but according to common sense, most of them should be in the camp, there should be no less than two thousand, and outside, at most a thousand ......, and, in the camp, it shouldn't be possible to have many elites, and the Tartars are also three, six, nine, etc., and the ranks are particularly clear. "The staff officer surnamed Yang said.

"Well, that's it!" According to the official's view, the leader of this group of Tartars must also be elite, see that the official does not move, and there is no movement, wait for the official to go down to try his ability, if the ability is thin, it means that there are still elites in the camp, if it is a strong Tartar, that is to say, there are not many elites in the camp, as for the exploration horses that have not been recovered everywhere, don't pay attention to him, there is Zu Dabi here, more than a thousand Tartars, it should not be a bad thing...... wait for Lord Zhang's foot soldiers out of Jinzhou City, to Songshan Fort, and meet Zu Dashou, Attacking the target camp from the trench dug by the Tartars together, the official wants to see that the Tartar camp is burning, they are still in a hurry, and they still have the heart ......to fight.

......" Yuan Chonghuan was a little unable to hold back, and was ready to launch a plan without fully ascertaining the situation.

"My lord, now that the enemy situation is not clear, my lord, as the commander, cannot charge in person, once the adult is trapped in the battlefield, who will command the overall situation? If an adult is injured on the battlefield, the consequences are unimaginable! The staff officer surnamed Yang explained.

"It doesn't matter, even if there is fraud in the Tartar camp, don't be afraid, even if Lord Song is robbed halfway, it doesn't matter, Zu Dashou They can try to attack from Songshan Fort, the Tartars dug so many trenches and channels outside Songshan Fort, where it is not suitable for cavalry to run, but only suitable for foot soldiers, if Lord Zhang is robbed halfway, relying on Zu Dashou's foot soldiers, as long as he makes a move to attack the target camp, make noise, and burn the fire, the official thinks, once the Tartars know that the camp is attacked, they must not have any intention to fight, This battle can be regarded as my Ming victory......" Yuan Chonghuan said, he couldn't wait to come step by step according to the plan.

Because the battle situation below is too tragic, it is directly a matter of fighting for your life, you cut me, I give you a knife, whoever can't resist first will fall to the ground first.

This kind of tragic battle has exceeded Yuan Chonghuan's expectations, Yuan Chonghuan originally expected that this battle would have to be fought for two or three hours, but in the current situation, I am afraid that it will not be able to fight for so long, and the people on this battlefield will die in less than two hours.

"Your Excellency......" said the staff officer surnamed Yang.

"Someone! Send someone to the ancestor of Songshan Fort to pass on the official order, let him prepare to attack the target camp from Songshan Fort, and do his best to burn the grain and grass of the Tartars, it is really not possible, and he must do his best to make an attack, at least, he must also make a noise and burn the fire, if he can't make a noise, the smoke is not loud, then we may have to explain here, if he can wait until Lord Song is better, if he can't wait, let him lead the troops to attack by himself, it's noon, let him attack at two o'clock in Shen no matter what......" Yuan Chonghuan ordered, the current situation is much more cruel than Jixian expected.

Originally, he was going to pull the battle time to the evening, but now it seems that it is almost impossible, the scene of flesh and blood flying on the battlefield is too cruel, it is not easy to survive for a while, the battle will never be fought in the evening, and now, Yuan Chonghuan can only explain the matter in advance, and is ready to give it a go.

"Little Leader!" It was another lieutenant in charge of the herald who took the order.

"Someone! Give an order to Lord Song Wei Song of Jinzhou, asking him to lead his troops to Songshan Fort before the end of the time, and tell him that they can only be safe if they run to the tunnel north of Songshan Fort as soon as possible, otherwise, they will catch up with the target cavalry on the flat ground, but don't blame them for their bad lives......" Yuan Chonghua's strength flared up again.

"Little Leader!" One of the lieutenants in charge of the herald immediately agreed with a loud voice, mounted his horse, and galloped out.

Yuan Chonghuan calculated how big his chances of winning were, and it stands to reason that the chances should be quite big. Now the main force of the Tartars is forced out of the decisive battle, there are no Tartars around Songshan Fort, then, the foot soldiers can run from Jinzhou to Songshan Fort, Jinzhou is very close to Songshan Fort, but twenty or thirty miles, the foot soldiers at the fastest speed, run over as long as half an hour, and so on to Songshan Fort, then the power of the foot soldiers is reflected, the Tartars in order to besiege Songshan Fort, in the Songshan Fort periphery dug a trench of seven and eight verticals, specially used to defend the cannons and grenades on the city wall, the outermost periphery, there is even a horse ditch, more than one zhang wide, It is specialized in defending against people coming to the rescue, and now, it has provided convenience for Yuan Chonghuan, to this place, the cavalry can not be used at all, there are trenches everywhere, there is no way to ride a horse, and the foot soldiers have taken a big advantage, therefore, there is also a matter of transferring infantry from Jinzhou, and after the infantry ran to the scene, attacking the Tartar camp from Songshan Fort, it is regarded as the center of the opening huā, and attacking the Tartars from both sides, Yuan Chonghuan believes that as long as the battle of Songshan Fort to attack the target camp opens, he will definitely win. @。