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During the day, the fire blocked the Jurchens in the mountain path, and he was unable to reach the original camping site as he had hoped, the terrain here was too complicated, and the mountains were connected to confuse him. Abatai has been fighting horses for half his life in this life, how can he not know that this fire is too strange, he has arranged countless sentry posts in the dark night, so that all departments are strictly guarded against or attacked by the Ming army at night, so how can he not be annoyed.

"Order all departments to strictly guard the camp, do not attack without authorization, wait for my order!" In the dark, he was most afraid that the chaos in the army would cause a rout, and it would be out of control, Abatai was not a young man who had just joined the army, and there was no one in the Qing Dynasty who had experienced more battles than him.

After experiencing the initial confusion, the Jurchens began to block, and Zhai Zhe clearly felt the difficulty of breaking through, stray arrows flying in the air, and the archers invisible in the darkness were like snakes.

Zhai Zhe was very heartbroken to use the cavalry he had trained as infantry, but the terrain of Datong was like this, and it was completely up to him to decide whether to fight this battle or not. The fierce battle was raging ahead, and he looked up and saw Zuo Ruojun on the left side interspersed with the Jurchen camp like a cook, and he could always find the most vulnerable place in the battle.

In terms of grasping the battle situation, no one in Zhai Zhe's army can catch up with Zuo Ruo, and half of the credit for this strong army will fall on Zuo Ruo, and because of this, he both admires and guards against Zuo Ruo. Fortunately, the selected Feng Qin did not disappoint him, and he successfully took half of the army trained by Zuo Ruo in his hands for more than a year, which reduced a lot of difficulties for him to make decisions.

In the tragic battlefield, Zhai Zhe will also be half-hearted, and I don't know when he began to speculate more and more about people's hearts. Is it true that the higher the person sits, the more complex the things in his head? If he is still a wealthy merchant in Zhangjiakou, of course, he doesn't have to think about it so much, because he has never had it. Fan Yongdou asked him why he was fighting in Dasheng Kui, for the Han people? For the Ming? Or for himself? He thought about it for a long time and couldn't answer. Dominating the world? Pipe dream. If it weren't for the Zhai family, who was born in the year of Chongzhen, it would be good to be a rich businessman for the rest of his life, but the more he does now, the stranger he is to this world. What if the Qing captives are defeated? Is there hope for this Ming Dynasty?

Suddenly felt a cold on his face, a drop of water fell on Zhai Zhe's face and made him sober for a moment, he reached out and touched it, and another drop of water fell on his forehead, he was shocked, "It's raining!" ”

"It's raining!" He muttered in the air, and suddenly shouted angrily as if he was awakened: "Rush! The long knife that had not been unsheathed tonight was in the air, "Kill the enemy!" ”

Qi knife slashed the heavy armor, broke two layers in a row, and then stabbed into the ** from the gap, the Jurchen on the opposite side screamed and landed with a thick knife in his right hand, and the long knife of the pro-soldier guard beside Zhai Zhe slashed, and a big level fell to the ground.

The men and horses who sneaked up on the right side suddenly broke through the defenses of the Jurchens on the opposite side, and the explosions came and went.

The situation on the battlefield was clear at a glance, Abatai's face became more and more ugly, he couldn't tolerate his barracks being broken through by the always weak Ming army, and ordered: "The soldiers who hit it will immediately come forward to block it!" ”

The top of the hillside.

"It's raining!" The sparse raindrops fell on Feng Qin's head, and he jumped up, startling Meng Kang beside him.

"Do you want to attack?" Meng Kang looked up and asked.

Before leaving, Zhai Zhe ordered him to follow Feng Qin's orders, although he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, he could still accept it, as long as he didn't listen to the orders of Lei Yanqian, who had a stinky face all day long. Zhai Zhe felt sorry that the training of the heavily armored cavalry was not easy, and Lei Yanqian was not allowed to participate in this battle, which made him very unhappy, and the army that spent the most money to raise could only be watched from the sidelines at a critical time.

Feng Qin quietly watched the situation on the battlefield, and his expression, which had always been wooden, changed instantly, and finally squatted on the ground again, gritted his teeth and said, "Wait a little longer!" While stretching out his right hand in the air, he felt the density of the raindrops.

The offensive of the Ming army under the mountain became more and more fierce, Meng Kang scratched his ears and cheeks, and Feng Qin's eyes were locked on the torches of the virgins of the Chinese army.

"Conquer it!" Feng Qin suddenly stood up and drew his scimitar.

Meng Kang jumped to his feet and pulled out the axe on his waist, it was not a bad thing for someone to give him an order.

Feng Qin pointed to the Chinese army camp that was interspersed with heralds under the mountain, and said: "You lead the men and horses of the headquarters to kill there, and the commander of the Jurchens is inside, as long as you hear the explosion outside, exit immediately, don't fall in love, and return from the same way." ”

"Okay!" In the darkness, five hundred soldiers stepped on the charred ground and rushed down the mountain.

After the Chinese army guards joined the battle group on the order of Abatai, Zuo Ruo and Zhai Zhe's momentum of advance was stopped. Abatai didn't want to fight the Ming army in the dark, so that the archers in his army would not be able to wield the maximum effect, nor would they be able to pursue and expand the results of the battle, as long as they could hold the camp, the Ming army would naturally rout after dawn.

Just as his mind was calming down a little, he heard dense footsteps on the dark mountain on the right.

"There's someone over there!" Abatai exclaimed. Before he could finish speaking, Meng Kang leaped down the mountain and swung his axe in. The elite of the Jurchen Chinese army was only transferred, and the garrison was empty, and Meng Kang broke through more than a hundred steps along the mountain road with a charge.

"Protect Baylor!" The Jurchens reacted quickly, and the scattered soldiers gathered around the perimeter of the Chinese army's big tent. On the back side of the Chinese army, Kong Wenrong looked at the battlefield five or six hundred steps away in horror, and suddenly there was a miserable cry around him, and he turned his head to see a long arrow nailed to the throat of the deputy general of the artillery battalion.

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Kong Wenrong looked around and didn't dare to shout, arrows flew in the dark, I don't know if it was the Jurchens who were injured by mistake.

Before he could react, a team of men and horses from the side and rear swept into the artillery battalion like a whirlwind, and the sneak attackers in the dark cut down whenever they met, and the Han people in the artillery battalion had never experienced white-knuckle combat, and they all seemed to be frightened silly, standing in place with weak legs and feet, unable to move and let the long knife cut their throats.

"Someone sneaked up!" Kong Wenrong only shouted half of his words, and another arrow was plunged into his throat. He and his lieutenant stood under the bright torches at the door of the tent and watched the battle, becoming the obvious targets of the archers.

"Take those carriages!" Feng Qin brandished his scimitar and ordered, his weapon was just for show, and his figure was asking for hardship at the forefront of the killing.

The cowhide tent on the carriage was lifted, revealing the black iron pillar with a thick waist, and he jumped up every time, stretched out his hand and touched it, and a cool breath penetrated deep into his skin.

"This is artillery!" A trace of nostalgia flashed in Feng Qin's eyes, and he resolutely ordered, "Load the explosives in!" "He was in charge of the firearms battalion, and after many years of immersion, he was familiar with all kinds of firearms, which he had only seen in books, but he still touched it in reality.

Small explosive bags were stuffed into the muzzles of the guns, and the soldiers left the arquebuses outside.

It only took a quarter of an hour to capture all twelve wagons of the firearms battalion, which, in addition to artillery, also included gunpowder iron balls and some supplies.

Feng Qin saw that there were Qing rescue soldiers rushing not far away, and ordered: "Ignite the fire!" Fall back! ”

A little light on the arquebus moved in the darkness, and after three or five minutes, the earth-shattering sound made everyone in the battlefield stop their movements, and a huge wave of qi swept behind Feng Qin, causing him to stumble, and the huge iron cannon was lifted and fell to the ground.

The dense raindrops fell on Zhai Zhe's face, and he raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, ordering: "Retreat!" ”

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