Two days later, in the early morning, when the sky was slightly bright, the flags behind the Lushun earthen wall were flying like guns, and the field artillery was also in a state of transportation; except for the garrison and the two thousand headquarters in a defensive posture, the whole army of Dengzhou had assembled according to the establishment and was ready to attack. But Chen Xin on the earthen wall was not happy at all.

Because there was a white mist in front of him, and the fog around Lushun was so thick that the visibility was less than ten meters. Although the Dengzhou army was prepared in advance, the sudden fog disrupted Chen Xin's plan.

Gao Hongzhong was quite tempted in Hotaichung that day, and hinted in the later negotiations that Huang Taiji might withdraw from the army in two days. The subtle change in the attitude of this hardcore traitor shows that the strength of Dengzhou Town began to create many different possibilities, which is invisible, but once it is created, it has a key impact on the growth and decline of the strength of the enemy and me. This was the opportunity to do so, but the fog came at a bad time.

"My lord, the fog is too big, and the Jin soldiers can't march after this weather."

"No, they can march." Chen Xin denied with a calm face, "The most difficult thing in a foggy day is to attack, especially for an army like ours that requires a formation. ”

After waiting for a cigarette, Chen Xin did not give an order, Liu Pojun and Zhu Guobin were also silent, they took a group of staff officers in the past two days, and they were extremely excited to formulate a perfect pursuit plan. An attack in such weather is a severe test for any army, and a small accident can cause a company to collapse.

A horn sounded in the distance, it was the scout of Dengzhou who was sending a signal, indicating that there was a movement of the Houjin soldiers, and soon the sentry came back to report that some of the Houjin soldiers had left the camp, but the movement was not real. Chen Xin hesitated in his heart. The Houjin army still has an advantage in total strength, and the initiative is not entirely on Chen Xin's side. If you act in such a foggy day, you will be ambushed by them if you don't do it, and the formation battle and firepower advantage that Dengzhou Town is good at is difficult to play, but the skirmish battle that Jiannu is good at is easier to play, and Dengzhou Town also has the ability to fight skirmishers, but there is still a gap in scale with the Houjin soldiers, and it is of little use in such a pursuit battle.

In the Battle of Salhu that year, the Houjin soldiers also used the fog to attack. Breaking through the strongest juniper department in one fell swoop showed the ability to fight in this kind of weather, so Chen Xin had a shadow in his heart, and he was very hesitant whether to invest in the main force.

Chen Xin and Liu Pojun's original plan was to wait for Houjin to start withdrawing his troops, and after stretching the formation, the whole army pursued from behind. Infantry was also to be dispatched to provide a firm backup for the cavalry and dragoons. No matter what kind of army it is, it takes a long time to move from the marching state to the formation of the formation, and it is more dangerous to be dragged by the Dengzhou army halfway than in Lushun, because they do not have a strong camp, and the whole army is in a state of unease, so Chen Xin himself thinks that there is a great chance to bite off a piece of Huang Taiji's meat.

Now it's different when there's fog. It is impossible to observe the movements of the Houjin army, and the intelligence advantage since the defensive battle of Lushun cannot be brought into play. With their superior mobility, the results of the battle in front of the defense of Lushun could be reversed, and anything could happen in such a chaotic battle, if the whole army attacked according to the original plan. It can be a big win, or it can be a big defeat.

Chen Xin didn't take the risk in the end. He wasn't even sure if Houjin would retreat, so he just sent those detachments that served as the strikers, and the forward commander was Dai Zhenggang. These detachments consisted of mandarin duck formations and detachments, allowing them to drag the Houjin soldiers in skirmishers, while the rest of the men and horses continued to stand by behind the earthen wall, waiting for the fog to dissipate.

These detachments soon marched to the north and began to engage the Houjin army, and a ping-pong fight began. Chen Xin stretched out his hand and tried it in the air, but there was no wind blowing, and this time the fog did not know how long it would last.

He reluctantly withdrew his hand and said to Liu Pojun behind him: "Inform the troops on standby to rest on the spot." ”……

The sound of trumpets and gunfire around them was non-stop, and Chen Ying's detachment marched quietly in the fog, they all tried to keep their steps as light as possible, and the friction sound of their clothes and armor was eliminated in the chaotic background sound. Chen Ying broke up the detachment that had been cooperating for several days after departure, and the detachment was organized into squads, and his original subordinates were organized into two combat groups, separated from each other, and responded with bamboo whistles and birdsong, Chen Ying's order to the firearms team was to aim and fire again, because there was only one chance to shoot, and the order to the killer team was to replace it with an impact

Chen Ying's group totaled more than 30 people, led by a small team of mandarin duck formations, and two small three-talent formations were discharged, and the musketeers marched in the middle rear and on both wings. There was a hazy white in front of them, and it became very blurry ten steps away, they had already walked a distance of four miles, and the pots were turned on all around, and there was a low explosion of horn guns from the east side, and there were screams in the white fog, Chen Ying was very surprised that his combat group had not encountered a single enemy, and on two occasions it was actually a friendly army that had gone crooked, which made them make a false alarm. He roughly estimated in his heart that he was not far from Houjin Daying.

A few arrows whizzed out of the haze from the side, poofing on the ground, and they flew from nowhere, the soldier continued to walk forward, Chen Ying grabbed an arrow casually, it was a spinach leaf-shaped armor-piercing cone with a three-inch arrow, this thing can withstand an arrow at close range.

Chen Ying dropped the arrows and walked in front with the flag gun, he was the leader of this combat group, and he was also part of the Xiaosancai formation, walking in the front position, everyone stared at the surroundings with wide eyes, the butts of the musketeers were on their shoulders, ready to fire at any time, and the shield bearer of the killer team simply carried a javelin, and the waist knife was on the shield knife holder.

In this way, he continued to walk for about fifty steps, and the battle area on both wings seemed to be far away, Chen Ying felt a little weak in his heart, he didn't know where he went, and it was better to rest assured to fight with everyone. Looking at the soldiers around him, he was also very nervous.

He was just about to stop the team, a black shadow suddenly appeared about ten steps in front of him, Chen Ying had a short gun in his hand, he didn't think about whether to fight for a while, in case it was a friendly army, it was a big deal to hit wrong.

The man over there was obviously a little stunned, and both sides were stunned for a moment, and in just a short time, a row of figures appeared next to the black shadow.

"Long Wind!" Chen Ying shouted the order.

The black shadow at the head over there moved his right hand, and Chen Ying fought with the Houjin soldiers many times, and at first glance it was the action of drawing a flying axe. There was a loud cry in his mouth: "It's a Tartar, shoot!" ”

The banging gunshots rang out, and the Ming army musketeers, who had already been overly nervous, shot at the pile of black shadows, and there was a scream over there, seven or eight black shadows writhed and fell, followed by more black shadows, and the spinning axes and flying swords broke through the air, and the Ming army also screamed.

Chen Ying immediately squatted down and quickly inserted the short hammer back. He drew the axe from his belt and threw it at the nearest man on the opposite side, and the axe and the shield soldier's javelin flew with the sound of the wind.

Chen Ying didn't see if she had been hit, and yelled, "Kill!" ”

The rest of the killer team echoed in unison. Raised his weapon and rushed to the opposite side, the musketeer who finished shooting also drew his waist knife and swarmed up, the Houjin soldier on the opposite side screamed in the thick fog, and rushed up to fight without fear, all kinds of weapons stirred the fog in the air, bringing up bursts of blood.

Neither side knew the number of each other, and a skirmish began. The two sides, who were also full of fighting spirit and confidence, fought desperately, howling loudly in the white fog and fighting hand-to-hand. As the number of people increased, it turned from a long weapon with a formation to a chaotic battle, and the battle was chaotic. Without any formation, the soldiers on both sides were able to attack the enemy around them. Just like fights, such small battles tend to be more intense than large-scale battles.

The deputy team leader who stayed behind blew a bamboo whistle and asked for reinforcements from the surroundings. There were more and more Houjin soldiers appearing in front of him, and the whistle of the deputy team leader became more and more anxious. After Chen Ying killed a Mongol with a spear. Before turning around and seeing clearly, a knife came to his face, Chen Ying subconsciously leaned back, the knife brought a spark on the iron leaf of his neck, Chen Ying could dodge, he retreated again and again, to open the distance and attack with a flag gun, the Houjin soldier chased after him, and before he had time to swing the knife again, a musketeer rushed out of the side, and the Houjin soldier fell to the ground and stabbed him with a dagger.

Chen Ying turned his head to look around for the target, and fought with a Houjin soldier with a big knife, after a few hits, Chen Ying's helmet was a loud noise, his head buzzed, and he fell to the ground as soon as it was dark, and an iron bone from nowhere smashed on his helmet, and the big knife Houjin soldier in front of him rushed over to Chen Ying and was about to cut it, and was killed by a musketeer who had just arrived to reinforce him.

Chen Ying was bleeding profusely, and fell to the ground with her mouth wide open and dizzy, and in the tinnitus, she heard a sudden exclamation next to her, and a soldier shouted loudly: "Chen Bai is dead!" ”

Chen Ying didn't understand where there was a Chen Baizong for a while, and only reacted after a while, it must have been when they saw themselves fall to the ground, and they thought they had been killed in the confusion. ，

There were also people in the back who shouted, "Deputy Team Leader Peng is also dead!" ”

"Lao Peng is dead?" Chen Ying thought bitterly on the ground, the whistle was indeed gone, maybe it was this whistle that attracted a certain Houjin soldier. This old Peng is righteous, has a good relationship with him, and is sad and a little worried that the team will lose command, the deputy leader is the flag captain of the firearms flag team, if Chen Ying dies, the deputy team leader will take over, and if the deputy team leader dies, the Wu Chang will take over the command.

Soon a voice from the chief of the army sounded beside him, "Lao Tzu is the second captain of the army Zhang Zhongwei, everyone listens to Lao Tzu, no one is allowed to escape, Bai Zong is dead, and if you run back, you will die, don't affect your family." ”

The surrounding soldiers have responded, Dengzhou imitated the military discipline of the Qi army, although the maiming and humiliating punishment on weekdays has been reduced, but the severity of battlefield discipline is still excessive, if the general is killed, the flag captain and the captain will be beheaded if they retreat without merit, and if the captain does not retreat and die in battle, the subordinate team members will be beheaded after retreating.

Now that the officers have died to this point, and the captain of the Bai Zong and the captain of the firearms flag have been killed in battle, and if the soldiers run back empty-handed, the number of beheadings may exceed ninety percent, and they have no reason to convince the military judge that except for the beheading, their bereavement benefits will be cancelled, and all property in Dengzhou Town will be confiscated, including the land and houses in Tunpu, and the bereavement and pension will be a large amount of money, and the fixed assets will be the foundation of their families' lives, and this kind of military punishment will be more severe than beheading.

These military disciplines are repeatedly explained by the chief officer, military judge, and discipline officer, and there are special vernacular formulas, which all soldiers must memorize and understand the meaning of the provisions, otherwise they will be punished if they fail to pass the random inspection.

Therefore, every soldier knows the meaning of military discipline, the Dengzhou soldiers who have no way out are like beasts erupting, and there are not a few people who fight together with the Houjin soldiers, and the reinforcements from both sides arrive in a steady stream, and a small encounter has become extremely cruel because of the misunderstanding that Chen Ying died in battle.

The Dengzhou soldiers attacked the Houjin soldiers with all the weapons they could find, the soldiers who scuffled on the ground tore the throats of the Houjin soldiers with their teeth, the wounded soldiers struggled to find an opportunity to attack the enemies around them, several soldiers who were stabbed in the abdomen with spears dragged their intestines and were still slashing, the military discipline forced them, they were just fighting for themselves and their families at this time, the potential of self-energy burst out, and the Houjin soldiers finally couldn't resist it, leaving the dead and wounded soldiers all over the ground and fled, disappearing into the white mist.

Chen Ying waited for a moment before regaining his ability to move, he staggered to his feet, and the two soldiers around him who were covered in blood were half-kneeling on the ground, and they were still poking the Houjin soldiers on the ground with their broken waist knives, until they were exhausted, and then stopped, sitting in a daze.

The Wu Commander walked in front of him with a limp of time, Chen Ying shouted two words in a low voice, the Wu Commander did not react at all, and looked left and right all the way away, Chen Ying felt half of the gun on the ground, supported it and stood up, finally saw a team leader, and hurriedly waved to the man.

The captain came to identify for a long time, Chen Ying wiped the blood on his face, and the captain recognized it, and he asked in surprise: "Aren't you dead, Mr. Bai?" ”

"Kill your mother, help Lao Tzu quickly." Chen Ying felt that her mind was still very dizzy.

The captain hurriedly helped, and Chen Ying whispered to him: "Tell everyone to form a circle to defend, clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded." ”

After the captain agreed, he immediately gave orders to the other soldiers, Chen Ying looked around, the ground was full of corpses, but the sight outside this small battlefield was still unclear, it was all the same white, Chen Ying couldn't even tell the direction now, so he could only ask the soldiers to form a circle to defend first.

At this time, the captain ran over again, and Chen Ying asked him in a low voice, "Do you remember the direction?" ”

The captain pointed behind Chen Ying, "This is the enemy camp, to the north." ”

Chen Ying said suspiciously: "How do you know?" ”

"It's burning over there."

Chen Ying turned his head to look, and sure enough, there was a flickering fire from the fog.

"The Tartars are burning the camp?"