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The corpses were all over the field, the shiny stones were dark brown with blood, the thick wooden fence was full of holes, a large hole was torn in the middle of the cottage, and the rolling wood was lying on the ground.

Neither Lu Xiangsheng nor Dolgon underestimated their opponents, but neither of them expected that the battle would be so tragic.

The Qing captives had the advantage of troops, and the soldiers and horses of each banner went into battle one after another, including the men and horses of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty. Dolgon's attack began every day from the east, and he did not withdraw his troops until the sun went down, and he did not stop for four days. The defenders on the mountain seemed to be at the end of their power, but if the Eight Banners exerted another pressure, it seemed that the endurance of those people could also be strengthened, which made Dorgon grit his teeth.

The sky darkened again, and the call of the mountain came from below, and both sides seemed to be waiting for this voice. The Jurchens, who were still glaring angrily and waving their swords a moment ago, immediately left the battlefield and retreated with a shield in vigilance. The defenders on the mountain were also unable to pursue, and the two sides reached a tacit understanding.

Yuan Qizhou sat on the ground with his buttocks, the long knife fell beside him, there was no blood on his body, from head to toe, black and white, all contaminated by the smoke of black gunpowder, half of his head was scorched and black, and the wolf was unbearable. He had no memory of how many guns he had put in the past few days, but he knew that his ears were a little difficult to hear, and that he could not hear well when the Governor spoke.

Five or six people walked down from the top of the mountain, Lu Xiangsheng did not wear armor, but wore a scribe's uniform, looking quiet and elegant, and his eyes were like a cold moonlight, which calmed the tense atmosphere. He patrolled every part of the battlefield, trying to make sure that no soldier could feel his gaze. There was tiredness, confusion, relief, excitement and admiration in the eyes of those young people, but there was no fear.

These soldiers lived with him day and night, and he knew their limits. In the eyes of most civilian officials, these soldiers fought bloody battles to support their families, and he did not think so. Just for two taels of silver a month, who wants to lose their lives on the battlefield? If the blood of the soldiers is not rewarded, no one will be willing to serve the Ming Dynasty for a long time. He wants to give them recognition and respect.

After pacifying the soldiers, Lu Xiangsheng returned to the top of the mountain and ordered: "Mobilize the soldiers of Shanxi Town to go up the mountain." "It's time to call in reinforcements.

"Yes!" The herald galloped away.

The soldiers and horses of Shanxi Town, who had been waiting behind Shifu Ridge, carried torches and went up to the ridge overnight.

Wang Puyuan, the chief soldier of Shanxi Town, was the chief soldier of the Beijing camp, Chongzhen was transferred out to chase and suppress the thieves in three years, and he stayed under the imperial city for a long time, relying on his relationship in the court and the central government to the governors of the towns were not very obedient.

The current military attache of the Ming Dynasty has no pursuit when he becomes a high position in the general army, and it is thankless to work more and make a pure effort. Originally, in the Ming Dynasty, you could rely on military merits to obtain the title, but since the Jiajing Dynasty has been a hundred years, the only military attache in the Ming Dynasty who has been knighted is Li Chengliang, the general soldier of Liaodong. With Li Chengliang's military exploits, in order to obtain the title of "earl", he had to instill power, accept courtiers, and bribe important officials outside the palace, and others had already broken their minds.

Lu Xiangsheng was worried that the soldiers and horses in Shanxi Town had not fought with the Qing prisoners and did not understand the situation on the battlefield, so he left half of the Tianxiong army on the ridge to assist in the defense.

"Lord Taiwan, please rest assured, as long as I am here, I will not let the Qing capture succeed!" Wang Pu has long thick eyebrows and big eyes, a strong figure, and he looks like a real talent at a glance, and as the chief soldier of a town, of course, he will not be an embroidered pillow.

"Qingyu is fierce, not to be underestimated!" Lu Xiangsheng encouraged, seeing that it was the second half of the night, he ordered the generals to go back to the camp to rest, and the battle would begin again after the sky was bright.

After sleeping for about an hour, feeling a cool breeze and a little cold in his body, Lu Xiangsheng woke up and heard a murmuring sound outside.

"It's raining!" Startled, he sat up from the plank bed. Rain will affect the shooting of birds and firearms, and the Han people are not like the barbarians outside the Saiwai who live by hunting, and the accuracy of bows and arrows is far less than that of the Mongols and the Eastern captives.

"It's raining!" Suppressed cries rang out all over the dark mountains, and the officers and men of the army had a premonition that the situation was not good.

"It's raining!" In the Jurchen camp at the foot of the mountain, Dolgon walked out of the tent wearing a thin shirt and stretched out his hand to feel the cold raindrops, "God help me!" ”

Cloudy, the sky brightens up imperceptibly.

The torches in the meeting hall at the top of Shifu Ridge are bright, and the generals will enter and stand on both sides. Lu Xiangsheng put on armor and wore a scimitar at his waist, and walked into the chair and sat down.

"There is rain today, the Qing Lu thinks that my firearms cannot be used, and they will inevitably attack, and all the soldiers should sacrifice their lives to fight, behind this mountain is the Ming Jingshi, we have no way to retreat."

There was silence in the tent, and the eyes of the generals were focused on Lu Xiangsheng.

"Those who trespass will be killed! Those who do not listen to orders will be killed! I will be with you! Lu Xiangsheng stood and waved his hand, and said, "Everyone immediately go back to the camp and urge the sergeants to finish breakfast." ”

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Bar Lord 7

The spring rain is misty, the fog is heavier, and when the hour passes, the rain becomes heavier, and the clothes on your body will be completely soaked after standing in the empty place for a quarter of an hour. Lu Xiangsheng ordered a gun hand to test in the rain, and the bird gun would fail if it was cast once in the rain, and the fire rope on the bird gun hand was also extinguished by the rain.

There was a tense atmosphere among the defenders on the mountain, and firearms could not be used, so they were psychologically shorter at first.

"It's coming! Here it comes! The scouts who were monitoring the movements of the Jurchens in front of the pass rushed back, "The Qing captives are attacking the mountain!" ”

Lu Xiangsheng's eyes widened, and he couldn't see anything in the fog under the mountain. "Qingyu is here!" A noisy shout sounded in front of the pass, and he frowned slightly, the soldiers and horses in Shanxi Town were far from being able to catch up with the sophistication of the Tianxiong army.

The first dead soldier appeared in the mist, and the dense armor behind him seemed to suddenly emerge from the ground, approaching step by step.

Yuan Qizhou stood on the high ground, the rain flowing down his helmet made him feel a little itchy, like a few insects crawling, in front of him was the noisy Shanxi town defenders, he suddenly had a heart-wrenching feeling, not as solid as yesterday.

"Kill!" He pulled out the axe from his waist and raised his arms and shouted.

"Kill!" The Warlord Battalion brothers behind him echoed, "Kill the Tartars!" More people shouted after them, and the stone ridge under the mist boiled.

Du Du at the foot of the mountain also felt nervous when he heard the call from the mountain, and the number of defenders today was much higher than yesterday.

"Rush forward!" The Jurchen dead men were spared even their shields, and rushed into the mountains on muddy roads, their crossbows piercing iron armor, and the white-armored soldiers stepping on the corpses of their comrades and rushing into the broken fences. The road into the mountain range can only accommodate twenty people walking side by side, and the Jurchens come like a torrent in the narrow part of a great river.

"Bang-bang-bang!" A sparse sound sounded, the armor soldiers in the front row fell into the muddy water, and the armor soldiers in the back row entered the Ming army camp.

"Kill the Tartars!" Yuan Qizhou completely ignored the Jurchen bows and arrows, and stood on a high place and roared with his arms outstretched.

"Attack!" Wang Pu gave an order, and a large number of defenders rushed out, and the semicircular queue wrapped around the Jurchens who broke through, and the heavy three-eyed head smashed into the iron armor like muffled thunder.

Yuan Qizhou led the warlord to wander behind the crowded Shanxi soldiers, the axe blade in his hand pointed to the sky, and shouted: "Kill the Tartars, and those who retreat will be killed!" ”

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