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Hai time.

The city of Hangzhou was as quiet as ever, and the streets were empty after the curfew. No matter who they are, no matter what their status, if they are caught by the patrolling soldiers during the curfew, they must go to the hard labor camp for half a month.

Chen Zilong, the governor of Zhejiang, and the general soldiers were sometimes very kind and sometimes ruthless.

Occasionally, a squad of patrolling soldiers with torches crossed the streets, the only life of the city after dark. The two-and-a-half-month siege had consumed almost all the energy of Hangzhou, and the once prosperous and lively streets were as deserted as the mountains and forests on the edge of Yuqian City.

In the Great Tent of the North City.

"Tonight, it's your chance to prove yourself!"

"Tonight, it's your time to repay the general!"

Feng Qin's voice was short and cold, like a hammer striking on a solid stone.

He is not a person who is easily excited, so he motivates the generals to make it difficult, he is good at doing things, and arranges every step to the extreme. War is full of accidents, and in a world of good work, accidents are not allowed. When the foot soldiers left the city, how long it would take to reach the outside of the Qing barracks, and how to attack the Qing barracks, one qiē was like a deduction on a chessboard, but he needed these generals to achieve his goals.

Xiao Zhiyan, Che Feng, Li Zhi'an and Yuan Qizhou, half of the cadres of the Pingyu General's Mansion are among them.

"Yuan Qizhou attacked the left wing barracks outside the northern city, Li Zhian attacked the right wing barracks, and I supervised the Chinese army to attack the middle road. But it is not us who really decides the outcome of the battle, but the cavalry! ”

Feng Qin gave his hand to Xiao Zhiyan and the car style. Although he was appointed as the commander-in-chief of the soldiers and horses in Hangzhou City, Xiao Zhiyan's status in the general's heart, and even his status in the army, made him dare not be rude.

"General Xiao, as long as the cavalry captures the artillery position of the Qing captives, the outside of Hangzhou will become the burial place of the Qing captives."

Although Feng Qin's tone was light, his meaning was very clear.

Xiao Zhiyan didn't say anything grandiose, just nodded indifferently. It's been a long time since he's been on the battlefield, and when he pulls his bow again, he doesn't know if his archery skills have become rusty. Looking at the room full of young people, and thinking of Zhai Zhe gradually putting him in the camp in the past two years, he had a thought, "This may be my last chance to go to the battlefield." ”

He is forty-seven years old this year, fifteen years ago when he was in the prime of his life, he went out with Zhai Zhe, and he has been shrouded in the bloody world for the past fifteen years, so he yearns more and more for that kind of peaceful pastoral life, just like ...... Just like the maple leaves in Chenjiazhuang in Youyu County, they often appear in dreams.

But now, that qiē is getting farther and farther away.

"It's time to come out!"

"Yes!"

The city of Hangzhou is quiet, and even if someone notices any movement in the barracks, they don't dare to poke their heads out to find out.

The soldiers of each department put on their armor and wiped their knives again.

Minfu is stepping up to clear the mud houses blocking the north gate and clear the road.

Chen Zilong came to see him off, and he didn't know Zhai Zhe's plan until this afternoon. He watched the neat cavalry march slowly down the wide street, and walked to Feng Qin and Xiao Zhiyan.

"Generals, Chen doesn't understand military affairs, but he also knows that this battle is related to the fate of Jiangnan, the fate of the Ming Dynasty, please do it!" He arched his hands. At this moment, I suddenly regretted that I couldn't go into battle to kill the enemy in person.

Xiao Zhiyan immediately returned the salute, "Lord Chen will watch the battle at the head of the city to see how my Ming soldiers defeat the Qing Dynasty!" ”

The cavalry of the brigade quietly went out of the city as if they were stepping on cotton regiments, and the iron hooves of each war horse were wrapped in cotton cloth. Four thousand cavalry lined up in the shadow of the city walls, and the foot soldiers continued to pour out, rushing towards the flickering barracks of the Qing captives in the distance. Selected archers and crossbowmen are at the forefront.

The cavalry did not move, they were waiting.

The city of Hangzhou is like a dam that opens the gates to release water, and the soldiers are constantly gushing out of it in eight columns, as if it is endless.

Yuan Qizhou and Li Zhi'an took the lead, and Feng Qin stayed last.

He didn't ride a horse, he wasn't in a hurry, he kept pacing in a circle under the city of Hangzhou, a circle of twenty-four steps, and the distance of each step seemed to be exactly the same, not chaotic at all. He's not measuring distance, he's measuring time. After I don't know how long, he suddenly stopped, and ordered his herald, who had been watching nervously: "Cavalry attack!" ”

Riding lightly like the wind, Xiao Zhiyan's fingers slid down the long mane of the war horse.

The undulating horseback is like a bed in one's own house.

The road is very flat, and a few days ago, in order to facilitate the rolling of siege equipment, Duoduo was eager to grind the outside of Hangzhou into a bluestone slab.

Xiao Zhiyan knew where the artillery position of the Qing prisoners was, and everyone in Hangzhou City knew which direction the artillery positions of the Qing prisoners were in. There was a barracks with blue flags in front of the artillery position, and Duoduo transferred many Jurchens, but he did not move the soldiers and horses here.

The barracks, which were full of horses and light were getting closer and closer, was a gloomy hillside behind the barracks.

"What people!" A shout was heard not far away.

Xiao Zhiyan's fingertips flicked lightly, and only in an instant, the shout turned into a miserable scream. It was a deep immersion of skill, and he was worried that he was rusty, but he never got a chance to make a move.

"Assault!" The light cavalry suddenly slaughtered towards the gate of the camp with the lights on.

The Turkite Mongols, who were highly skilled in archery, were the vanguards, and their mounted archers circled outside the camp gate to shoot the guards at the gate.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

Almost at the same time, the sound of the camp on the left and outside the camp on the right was like firecrackers on Chinese New Year's Eve, and there was no end.

The shouts were muffled in it, and the swing of the cavalry's swords slashed open.

The wooden gate slowly opened, and the cavalry withstood the deadly arrows flying from the tower and slaughtered into the camp. The light cavalry crashed into the tent, and the cavalry brandished their swords to kill the Jurchens who were in a hurry, their knives had been sharpened for a long time, and they were sharp enough.

"Assault, assault!" Xiao Zhiyan shouted loudly. His fingers are like a skilled musician playing a lute, and the feathered arrows that fly out are his tunes.

Two thousand light horsemen marched through the tent and slaughtered towards a hill shrouded in darkness not far away.

Two thousand light cavalry followed. The dense ranks of lancers trampled across the country, and only two of them went back and forth, and the barracks with blue flags turned into a hell of ghosts and wolves. Three or four armor soldiers dismounted and climbed the arrow tower at the gate of the camp, and by the time they came down with a few archers, the barracks in front of them was in ruins.

The knights did not shout, they did not surrender, they were only reaping their lives, venting their anger for two months.

Suddenly.

"Bang!"

There was a sound of a landslide.

The earth was trembling, and a few horses were neighing in fright, and the knights were holding on to the reins, otherwise the horses would run wildly.

Che Feng stopped his movements and looked back at the mountain. In the shining light, a cloud of black smoke rose into the air, and hundreds of war horses were neighing on the top of the mountain, running wildly.

It was the artillery position of the Qing captives.

Xiao Zhiyan got up from the ground, and his war horse had already run away. He saw a Mongol throw a torch at random, followed by an explosion that everyone had not expected.

"Assault! Assault! ”

He couldn't find his longbow, so he could only draw his waist knife and shout. No matter what happens on the battlefield, he has only one goal.

The ranks of the cavalry were completely disorganized, and the knights dismounted and slaughtered into the smoke. The artillery stationed at the top of the hill was almost entirely Han Chinese, and they had never bombarded the city only from afar, where they had experienced face-to-face fighting.

"Han people, surrender and don't kill!" Xiao Zhiyan slashed behind a chaotic Qing Yu with the back of his knife, and scolded: "Kneel on the ground." ”

Torches lit up the position, and the shooters sniped the Qing soldiers who were still resisting to the death, and after a quarter of an hour, the top of the hill calmed down. Countless people swarmed down and fled to places that were out of sight of the pursuers in the darkness.

Xiao Zhiyan walked to the flat place, and he saw the unforgettable scene in this life. More than 150 iron cannons were lined up in unison, and the muzzles of the cannons pointed in the direction of Hangzhou City. It was these sharp weapons that tortured the defenders in the city for two months, and his right hand rested on the jet-black barrel, which was a little damp at night, and a cool one penetrated into the skin.

He turned and ordered, "Bring me the captives." ”

Two thousand cavalrymen wielded their swords and escorted more than 3,000 prisoners to concentrate in the artillery array.

Xiao Zhiyan pointed to the chaotic Qingyu barracks, "Drop the cannon head and bombard there!" ”

The gunners of the Qing captives all bowed their heads, no one dared to speak, and no one dared to move.

The sound of fighting at the foot of the mountain came, and the sound of iron hooves hitting the ground reached Xiao Zhiyan's ears. Han rode out a heavy shout, and Che Feng was leading his troops to fight fiercely with the Qing captives, which were the rescuers sent by Duoduo to recapture the artillery array. The explosion just now made artillery land acquisition the focus of the battlefield.

Standing on the top of the mountain, surrounded by firelight, Xiao Zhiyan seemed to be in the Shura Hell. Yuan Qizhou and Li Zhi'an on the left and right flanks attacked the fastest, and they had already broken through the three or four camps, and the two Chinese armies were still in a stalemate.

He bit his lip and waved his hand to order: "Kill!" ”

The pro-soldiers stepped forward quickly, slashed with a sword, and rolled more than a hundred levels to the ground.

"Half an hour, half a quarter of an hour, if these cannons can't be fired, you don't want to live."

The captives hesitated, moved with some light iron cannons, and turned their direction towards their own barracks. The largest dozen guns were all transferred by Duoduo, and the mountain was on the east side of the barracks, and it was condescending to bombard the barracks that were close at hand, and these light guns were enough.

As if stunned, Duoduo stood at the door of the tent, his long knife on the ground, supporting his crumbling body.

In June, he had an army of 130,000 under the city of Hangzhou, and after two months of siege, he suffered nearly 20,000 casualties. Zhang Cunren led 30,000 men to the west, Bo Luo took 20,000 rescue soldiers, and two days ago he mobilized 20,000 soldiers and horses to sneak into Yu, and only 40,000 people remained outside Hangzhou.

He used 10,000 Jurchens and 10,000 soldiers of the Han Eight Banners as the central army, and a small number of Jurchens on the left and right flanks supervised more than 10,000 soldiers.

When the soldiers and horses of Hangzhou attacked at night, it was when he was most vulnerable.

"Hangzhou City has such a powerful army, it's ridiculous that I still want to capture this city." He flew on his horse, his eyes glaring angrily and shouting: "Zhai Zhe, I know you are here, luring my elite soldiers to Yu Qian." Even so, you can't beat me. ”

He prayed to the heavens that the field battle of the Ming army was as weak as before.

"White flag, blue flag, recapture artillery positions."