"Du Qing, is it the ninth day of the Tartar siege?"

"Back to Master Hou, when the time passes, it will be the tenth day."

Zhang Ke nodded silently, without saying a word, stood up and held a candle, walked to the front of the map, and looked carefully. Du Qing slept for two hours at most these days, and he was already exhausted, and he barely supported his spirit and accompanied Zhang Ke.

"How long does it take to travel from Quang Ninh to Jinzhou, and then from Jinzhou to the mouth of the Liaohe River?"

Du Qing pondered for a moment and said, "Master Hou, we issued a secret order two days before the Jiannu attack. It should be that within three days, Wu Boyan and Li Dan will be able to receive orders, and it will take five days to prepare for battle, and three days at most for sea operations. If the calculation is not bad, it should have been killed at the mouth of the Liao River yesterday, if it is smooth, I am afraid that it has gone dozens of miles deep at this moment, and it will cause chaos in the world of Jiannu! ”

Between speaking, Du Qing was also a little proud, the biggest difference between Zhang Ke and other Ming generals is that they have a broad vision, dare to think and dare to do, just like this kind of joint operation by sea and land, for others, they have no courage at all.

In these years, the concept of time is very thin, and the march is one day or two away, which is already considered punctual. There are even more people who pick fruits slowly after the battle.

Zhang Ke's requirements for Yizhou soldiers are completely different, whenever an officer is promoted to the general, Zhang Ke will personally give him a Western pocket watch, and the concept of time is deeply rooted in everyone's heart. Whether it's training or fighting, everything has a strict time flow and meticulousness.

Compared with other armies, the Yiju soldiers also have a secret weapon, and that is the literacy rate. From the beginning, Zhang Ke taught by hand. Later, a complete education system was formed. A veteran who has been in the army for three years can basically know a thousand words. Some have a good foundation, write official documents, and draw maps. Easy.

With Gao Suzhì's officers, the Yizhou soldiers even established the rudiments of the staff system.

Du Qing followed Zhang Ke all the way and had a strong confidence in the strength of the Yizhou soldiers. Many people compare the Yizhou soldiers to the Qi family army back then, but they don't know that the Qi family army has been completely surpassed in many aspects.

"Master Hou, Li Dan is the Sea Dragon King. Wu Boyan is very wise, plus Yu Weiliang of Gaizhou. They join forces to fight, and Jiannu is guaranteed to be unlucky, you don't have to worry! ”

"Hehe, I'm not worried about them. Instead, I'm worried about Huang Taiji! Zhang Ke said with a smile: "Huang Taiji is very smart, he hasn't really used his full strength these days. ”

"Really?" Du Qing cried out in horror.

"He's thinking about encircling the point to send reinforcements." Zhang Ke said with a smile: "If I hurriedly transfer people from all over the country according to Cui Chengxiu's thoughts, Huang Taiji will definitely wait for work, eat these people one by one, and expand the results of the battle." Therefore, the Emperor Taiji attacked the city, not only for us to feel the pressure, but also to break the city. The heat is pinched, compared to the skin of wild boar. He's so much better! ”

When Du Qing heard this, he was still a little incredulous and scratched his head.

"Master Hou. You don't just praise Huang Taiji, do you? ”

"Stupid!" Zhang Ke scolded with a smile: "Lao Tzu is suing you, tomorrow Tartar is going to fight hard, pass the order, everyone be vigilant and ready to fight!" ”

"Oh! Do it now! ”

……

The glow was brilliant, shining on the bright armor. It seems to be plated with a layer of golden light, majestic and sacred. The head of the city of Quang Ninh. Zhang Ke stood upright at the head of the city, accompanied by Wang Huazhen and Cui Chengxiu, these two were very rare and also wearing armor, and the heavy armor pressed them, almost breathless.

Thundered!

Cannons rang out, and the drums of war thundered. There was an earth-shattering bang. Cui Chengxiu almost lay down, listening to the war drums of the Tartars more ferocious than before, is it an illusion of being in the city?

The next act of Tartar told Choi Chengxiu that it was not an illusion at all, but that he was going to play for real!

The cannon roared continuously, and the dense Jiannu pushed the siege equipment and quickly rushed up. The black pressure is overwhelming, covering the sky and the sun, like locusts, shouting and killing, and rushing straight to the city.

Cui Chengxiu's fingers kept trembling, but he still barely stood up straight, no matter what, he couldn't lose the face of Lord Qincha!

"Get out of the way!"

Cui Chengxiu didn't understand what was going on, and suddenly someone pounced on him and smashed him.

"Oops, my waist is broken, my leg is broken......"

It was Zhang Ke who pressed on him, Cui Chengxiu was about to question, only to see Zhang Ke pointing to the city tower behind him, just a cannonball hit it, leaving a deep ditch on the city tower, and the masonry was beaten all over the sky.

Seeing this scene, Cui Chengxiu suddenly stopped hurting his legs and waist.

"Brother Yongzhen, the grace of saving your life, my brother has written it down."

Zhang Ke said apologetically: "Ministry, I shouldn't have let you take the risk, but Lord Qincha's sign didn't show up, so I couldn't scare Jiannu away!" ”

Although it was a joke, Cui Chengxiu was beautiful and said with a smile: "This official has long wanted to let Jiannu taste it!" ”

Cui Butang had a look of "my big axe is hungry and thirsty".

At this moment, the battle began.

Jiannu's bows and arrows could not match the range of the Ming army's muskets, and they lowered their heads and desperately pushed the shield cart forward. The Ming army in the city continued to shoot, struggling to kill more Jiannu.

On the battlefield, time is of the essence, and a moment earlier can determine life and death. The Ming army shot hard, and Jiannu left a corpse on the ground. Gradually, the Tartars got closer and closer, and from time to time the musketeers were shot with bows and arrows.

"Everybody squat."

The firecracker hurriedly hid behind the hanger, using the protection of the thick quilt to continue shooting, but the hanger finally affected his vision, and the effect was far less than before.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh......

The Tartars' bows and arrows rained down on the city, and the soldiers couldn't even lift their heads.

"Kill!"

From the ranks of Jiannu, hundreds of strong men rushed out, carrying heavy weapons, and slaughtered the city. Zhang Ke didn't care about the danger, held clairvoyance, and observed carefully.

These tartars are not the same as ordinary tartars, they are stronger and stronger, they are wrapped in animal skin clothes, they have pheasant feathers on their heads, and some of their faces are painted with strange oil paint, they are fierce and vicious, and the momentum is very fierce, and some of them have rushed up along the ladder.

"Here comes the killer of the Tartars. Be careful! ”

The Tartar who was killed was the Buteha Eight Banners, and the so-called Buteha Eight Banners still had some origins, after the old slaves unified the Jurchens. There are other tribes scattered between the white mountains and black waters, such as Daur, Evenki, Oroqen, etc., which are the so-called Shengjurchen. Continuously defeated in the hands of Zhang Ke, Jiannu's strength has been unable to increase, so he can only fight the ideas of these people. Capture the raw nurchen and improve your strength. Compared to others, the birth of a girl is more murderous. is even more tendoned, not caring about his own life. doesn't care about other people's lives, although the number is small, it is like the trump card in the hands of Huang Taiji.

"Raise the gun!"

Well, the spears are like a forest. Waiting for the guy who is looking for his own death. A stout raw girl suddenly jumped onto the city.

"Thorn!"

The spear stabbed out, the tartar subconsciously raised the huge shield, blocking the three spears, he was stabbed and took a step back, this guy was instantly enraged, the axe in his right hand swung violently, and the three spears broke in response. The soldier was taken aback, he had not yet encountered such a fierce Tartar. They subconsciously stepped back and let the other soldiers replenish.

But at this moment, the tartar leaned down sharply. It became a ball of meat and rolled over. The distance between the two sides suddenly narrowed, and the spears actually got in the way. The Tartar slashed at the Ming army, and a soldier's waist was sliced open, and his intestines flowed. Blood splattered all over the Tartar's face.

The ferocious instinct was stimulated, and he continued to swing the axe. Another Ming soldier suffered misfortune, and a hideous wound was split in the chest. I can't see it.

"Death be me, lowly Nikan!" The Tartars shouted frantically.

The other Ming soldiers also reacted from the shock, Shi Chang gritted his teeth, and sneered: "You should die!" ”

Everyone shot together, and the eight monster pythons stabbed at the vital point of the Tartar. This guy danced the shield in his hand, desperately blocking it, all seven spears missed, and the Ming army was shocked to the point that his arms were numb.

"Die!" Shi Chang found a gap, and the spear stabbed right in the throat of the tartar, and in an instant blood spurted out of the triangular hole.

Tartar didn't expect it to be like this, he didn't retreat but advanced, mustered up the last strength of his body, and killed the Ming army.

Bang!

The spear pierced through his body, and the tartar fell to the ground, but before he could die, the flying axe also cut off the arm of another Ming soldier.

Two dead and one wounded, in exchange for the life of a Tartar!

There was no joy of victory in the hearts of the Ming army, and the city fell into a desperate hand-to-hand fight.

The Jurchens don't know life and death at all, they only have one thought, that is, they keep rushing, unless they kill them, otherwise they are immortal mad demons, and they keep rushing forward to kill.

On the other hand, the Ming army's continuous fierce battles had greatly consumed their bodies, and the spear assassination that they had originally wanted to look forward to had lost their power. The soldiers kept retreating, and no matter how much the commander shouted, it didn't work.

Qiao Gui was almost crazy, he held a long knife and killed three Jurchens in a row, but he was also stabbed on his body. Du Qing rushed up with Zhang Ke's personal guards and fought bloodily with the Tartars.

The number of people around me kept decreasing, and there were more and more tartars at the head of the city.

Cui Chengxiu leaned against the city wall, he had been like this since the beginning of the war, and his body was stiff. But there was something that couldn't open his eyes, and a Tartar saw that he was a big official, and immediately rushed over.

With the wave of the fine iron knife in his hand, Cui Chengxiu's personal guard was cut off at the waist, blood splattered, and the other two hurriedly rushed up to the rescue, but there was no one in the eyes of the Tartars, and the big knife went straight to Cui Chengxiu and slashed.

"Minggou, die!"

Syllable!

There was a loud bang, which startled everyone, and when they looked over, a cloud of gunpowder smoke floated between the two people, and half of the Tartar's head had been knocked off, and the remaining eye was full of unwillingness, as if he was reluctant to die in the hands of the waste.

Cui Chengxiu grabbed the short fire hammer and trembled.

"I killed the Tartars, I killed the Tartars! The Tartar is dead in my hands! ”

Lord Qincha, who had no power to restrain the chicken, actually killed a Jiannu, and the soldiers heard the roar and immediately cheered up. Isn't it just the Tartars, what's the big deal?

The fighting between the two sides became more and more ferocious, and some people even hugged each other and fell down the city together.

Twenty miles away from Quang Ninh, in the jungle of Yiwulu Mountain, a team of men and horses crept out, most of their clothes were torn, their feet were floating, and their faces were pale.

"Your Highness, we've come out, we've really come out!"

There was a bright smile on Mandariva's face, facing the sun, bright and colorful.

"Yongzhen is waiting for me, I'm coming!" (To be continued) R580