That night, in a certain barracks in the first infantry wing of the Guards Battalion, Yue Mu and his comrades in the squad were anxiously waiting for Qin Dedong's news, and after Xu Ping's speech, the team officer Hu Chen ordered all the squad officers to gather with him and assign tasks. Just now, Yu Shenhe had already made it clear the risks of tomorrow's battle, and everyone in this barracks understood that if they were assigned to the front row, they would encounter huge risks.

Finally, Qin Dedong, who was walking heavily, came back, the camp was silent, all eyes were on him, Qin Dedong had no smile on his face, he bowed to his subordinates: "Brothers, tomorrow we will be lined up." ”

There was a deathly silence in the barracks, Qin Dedong told everyone that today Hu Chen asked all the officers to draw lots to determine tomorrow's position, and Qin Dedong drew a lot: "I'm sorry for all the brothers." ”

After hearing Qin Dedong's apology, Yue Mu jumped up first: "Don't say that, Qin Tou, fate is destined by heaven." ”

These words broke the silence in the barracks, and everyone either enthusiastically or reluctantly agreed, and no one spoke out to reproach Qin Dedong. Qin Dedong accepted everyone's kindness with shame, and after the barracks was quiet again, Qin Dedong silently took out three signatures from his pocket: "Which fruit will go ahead tomorrow, we will also decide by heaven." ”

Yue Mu was one of the three fruit chiefs under Qin Dedong, he stepped forward with the other two, Qin Dedong held the sign in front of them, and the other two fruit chiefs both made a gesture of stretching out their hands, but they were a little hesitant. Yue Mu stretched out his hand neatly, and the latter first touched a stick in Qin Dedong's hand, pinched it hard, and slammed it back from his hand.

After holding this sign in his hand, Yue Mu, who had always been not afraid of the sky and the earth, also hesitated a little, and his subordinates, as well as the other two fruit chiefs and their subordinates, all stared at him and the sign in his hand tightly. The mother-in-law felt a little thirsty in her throat, but he took the saliva in his mouth, and instead of swallowing, he lowered his head and opened it vigorously.

"Second row." Yue Mu said softly, he heard that among his subordinates, someone grew a breath of air, and he also secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and gently clenched his fist and clenched the stick tightly in his hand.

There was a low discussion behind the barracks, and the other two fruit chiefs all withdrew their eyes from Yue Mu, and each took a sign from Qin Dedong's hand. After reading the lottery in his hand, the two fruit chiefs were equally silent, and after a long time, one of them said apologetically to the one next to him: "I'm sorry." ”

Yue Mu looked at the sergeant who was still silent with a sympathetic gaze, and after hearing the military deployment of Shangfeng today, he had no words to comfort him. The fruit chief, who had been apologetic for the matter, raised his head, first turned around and saluted deeply to his companions who were the same fruit behind him, and then resolutely turned around and said loudly to Qin Dedong: "Don't worry, Qin Tou, I will be the first one tomorrow." ”

Qin Dedong looked at him and didn't speak, and the fruit chief nodded heavily: "Qin Tou, don't worry." ”

Qin Dedong stretched out his hand and patted the shoulder of this fruit chief, and then Yue Mu also walked over and patted him, this fruit chief squeezed out a smile on his face, and said to Yue Mu pretending to be relaxed: "Brother Yue, tomorrow's things are not easy to say, and you won't die if you take a beat, if I fall, it will be your turn, and you will not be able to miss it." ”

Yue Mu didn't answer, as Xu Ping said today, there are many officers and soldiers in the camp who are still looking forward to recruiting An, Yue Mu didn't think about this problem before, but since he carried the bag for Miss Liu's family for so long, Yue Mu always couldn't help but think: When will this thief be the head?

Zhao'an, Yue Mu felt that this was the only way before, the emperor is always the emperor, and one day King Chuang will still accept Zhao'an, of course, Yue Mu also agreed that this must wait until the emperor recognizes the face of the traitor and realizes that breaking into the camp is a last resort. Just now, what Xu Ping said made Yue Mu realize that there might be another way, but it was only for a short time, although Yue Mu had just begun to read and write, and had only read for a few days, but he knew that the Son of Heaven was the same as the gods and Buddhas, that is, the stars in the sky, and he also had to serve the Son of Heaven in the lower realm. Yue Mu had also seen Li Zicheng once, he didn't remember that there were colorful auspicious clouds on King Chuang's head, and in private, Yue Mu couldn't connect Li Zicheng, who was blind in one eye, with the Son of Heaven - the Son of Heaven had a hundred spirit protectors, how could he be injured by mortals?

Since Li Zicheng was injured by mortals, then he will most likely not be the Son of Heaven, and since King Chuang is not the Son of Heaven, he will have to recruit sooner or later. It's just that Yue Mu also understands very well that if he doesn't defeat the new army, there will be no chance of recruiting peace, just like what is said in the Water Margin, only by defeating the officers and soldiers repeatedly, can the emperor have the opportunity to see the true face of the traitorous ministers.

"No one can hide from that," Yue Mu replied in a low voice, "unless the Great General destroys the new army." ”

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Wu Zhong had a sad look on his face, the night was already very deep, but he still did not return to the camp to rest, dusk began, and the northeast wind that had been blowing for several days suddenly weakened. The new army was located in the southwest direction of the breaking army, and Huang Xiwen, including Huang Xiwen, felt that this was quite beneficial to the new army, and Wu Zhong was afraid that the wind would suddenly change at the last moment of the battle.

The loyal subordinate Fu Tianjun still accompanied the commander who refused to sleep, and persuaded him: "My lord, tomorrow's victory or defeat will not depend only on the direction of the wind. ”

"Maybe it depends on this, you can't be careless in front of Xu Ping." When assigning the task just now, Huang Xiwen deployed the Changqing battalion at the farthest end of the left flank because they were heavily damaged, Wu Zhong felt that the selected battlefield was quite favorable to the new army, surrounded by large fields, and the movement in the distance was unobstructed, Wu Zhong did not think that the camp would have a chance to launch a surprise attack.

The camp on the opposite side has not observed any artillery so far, and there are still twelve guns on the side of the new army, and the two armies with equal strength are fighting head-on on the wide battlefield, and Wu Zhong feels that the biggest possibility is to form a war of attrition. The new army, which had an artillery advantage, would undoubtedly be the side with the advantage, so Wu Zhong thought hard about what kind of means Xu Ping could use.

In the end, he believed that he still had to rely on surprise attacks, and Wu Zhong believed that the only way to attack was to use the direction of the wind: if the camp was downwind, the vision would not be obstructed by the smoke of gunpowder - a large amount of gunpowder smoke would inevitably be produced after several rows of guns fired. Wu Zhong feared that the camp might use this as a cover to launch a charge, or that it might affect the New Army commander's understanding of the battle situation and enemy movements, as was the case with the Battle of Pheasant Hill.

After finding that his side was at a downwind, Wu Zhong was very happy in his heart, so that the army could not use the smoke to cover the charge, but in the battle, it was necessary to guard against the Ming army rushing out of the smoke to launch a counterattack.

In the middle of the night, the northeast wind suddenly blew up, and the cold wind blowing in his face suddenly blew away all the gloom that shrouded Wu Zhong's heart, and he laughed and said: "God really helps our army!" ”

Soon after the wind rose, Huang Xiwen, who also did not sleep, also received this news, which made him breathe a sigh of relief, and all the battalion officers in today's military meeting thought that it would eventually evolve into a war of attrition - fighting in such an open area with good mobility and visibility, the battalion officers could not think of any decisive tactics.

Over the years, although the Jin army was very polite to Huang Xiwen, and all the marshals wanted to give Huang Xiwen the opportunity to lead the army to make meritorious contributions, this intention was always stopped by the Marquis of Zhendong. Zhendong Hou insisted that Huang Xiwen start as a small soldier and be familiar with low-level military affairs and soldiers' mentality, Huang Xiwen thought that he already knew very well, he didn't understand why his father was so reluctant to let the Jin army give him the opportunity to lead the team: if his father's intention was to let him make meritorious contributions to win the world's position, then he should act as soon as possible; And if his father wanted him to make more meritorious contributions in the new army, then why did he repeatedly tell him to listen more and talk less before this time - how can he build his prestige?

His father had wanted to let himself go to sea with his eldest brother, but Huang Xiwen was unwilling, he was the son of a world-famous military general, and he was unwilling to risk his life and waste several years of time on tasks that even the petty officials of the Ministry were unwilling to do.

"I am my father's son, and if I behave mediocrely, it will not only disgrace my own face, but also make that father lose face." Huang Xiwen remembered some of Yang Zhiyuan's bad comments on the new army: the military reform carried out by the Marquis of Zhendong made the Changsheng Army much stronger than other armies, and the Marquis of Zhendong has always bullied the weak with the strong for many years, no matter what kind of strategy the other party uses, it can't make up for the worlds of difference between the combat power of the two armies, and if the other party's strategy is no longer good, it is almost a fight between the eagle and the sparrow.

It's just that Xu Ping moved this set of things to the camp, and Yang Zhiyuan felt that Zhendonghou's subordinates lacked too little experience in fighting opponents when they were of equal strength, and he was very worried about this.

"I am my father's son," Huang Xiwen remembered what a battalion officer said, as long as he still has the blood of Zhendonghou in his veins, he should be an invincible general, otherwise he will be ashamed of his bloodline, Yang Zhiyuan also said that Zhendonghou was already an undefeated general at his age: "I have had a famous teacher since I was a child, learned swordsmanship, the art of war, went to serve in the border army at the age of thirteen, and also killed the enemy on the battlefield, how can Xu Ping compare with me?" ”

Immediately, Huang Xiwen remembered the troubles at home, and only his family knew the inside story: "Little sister, little sister, how can you give him the military book." Huang Xiwen always can't help but think that these father's colleagues may have died because of his sister's unwisdom, and every time he thinks of this, he can't help but feel that his sister owes these people a blood debt: "Tomorrow I must beat Xu Ping and beat him to the ground!" ”

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At the far left end of the new army is Wu Zhong, the battalion officer of the Changqing Battalion, who was relieved to see the army helplessly setting up a formation at the upwind outlet: "Great, I want to see what else Xu Ping sings?" ”

"I don't know what General Xu is thinking?" Fu Tianjun said with some confusion: "He has no chance of winning a war of attrition on the plains. ”

"Hmm." Wu Zhong replied, and he observed the flag of the army opposite him: "The guard battalion is opposite us, it seems that we will have a tough battle to fight today." ”

On the opposite side of the new army, Xu Ping, who was in the center of the Chuang army, was also observing every move on the opposite side, and the artillery of the new army had already begun to bombard the camp.

Zhou Dong reported to Xu Ping that the whole army had been deployed, and according to Xu Ping's plan, the left flank of the invading army would steadily retreat when it was attacked fiercely, attracting the Ming army further away from the right flank where they urgently needed reinforcements: "Everything is ready, my lord. It's just a pity that the wind is not very favorable for us. ”

If it can be at the downwind, Zhou Dongtian feels that the new army will find out about the movement of the camp later, and with the cover of gunsmoke, the guard battalion can also complete the task with fewer casualties.

"There are pros and cons," the question of the direction of the wind made Xu Ping also a little regretful, but there is no perfect thing in the world, Xu Ping relieved his subordinates, and also said to himself: "If the wind direction is too favorable to us, the officers and soldiers will be more careful, maybe they will send troops to reinforce the left flank in advance." ”

With the exception of the Rock Battalion, which served as a reserve, the five battalions of the new army were lined up, and because the three battalions of the camp overlapped on the right flank, the front of the new army was much wider than that of the camp, almost half as long as the battalion. Since Xu Ping chose the end of the right wing to be the same as the end of the left wing of the new army, then the end of his left wing had just reached the center of the new army, and at first glance it seemed that he had not had time to complete the formation.

In this way, Xu Ping felt that he could still gain a benefit, this was tens of thousands of troops instead of thousands, and the distance between the two wings of the new army was much farther than the distance between the two armies, and it was impossible to rush back and forth as quickly as a small number of troops to fight.

"Let the Guards battalion be dispatched, we don't have time to delay." After Xu Ping issued the order, he noticed the wreak of worry on the faces of the staff officers around him, and knew that they were worried about the speed of the breakthrough on their flank: "Don't worry, we are the one who launched a surprise attack, and the left flank of the enemy army will inevitably collapse before our left flank." ”

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"Xu Ping is in a hurry." Huang Xiwen noticed that the formation of the camp in front of him was very short, and the left flank of the other side could be found to be sparse at a glance - because the troops on this side were weak, the camp tried its best to extend the formation in order to confront the new army, and it looked as if the queue had not yet been completed, and it was waiting for the follow-up troops to move into place.

Before, Huang Xiwen planned to let Xu Ping play his cards first, and then counterattack after using the wide terrain and firepower advantage to consume the considerable strength of the camp, but after he saw the formation of the camp just now, he couldn't help but want to take the lead in attacking, and cut into the flank of the camp before the camp had time to deploy in place, forming a flank attack.

Unexpectedly, before this decision was made, Huang Xiwen noticed that the left flank of the camp began to advance.

"What are the thieves doing?" The staff officers around Huang Xiwen were also stunned: "Did the thieves start attacking before they finished arranging their formations?" ”

Although it is not clear to see the deployment after breaking into the camp battle line, since the battle line on the opposite side is so short, it can be imagined that the opponent's forces are overlapping and are huddled together and unable to exert firepower.

If you want to exert firepower and relieve the weakness of the army that is crowded together and difficult to command and deploy, then you need to quickly extend the front, Huang Xiwen does not intend to give Xu Ping a chance to make up for this mistake: "Let the Taishan battalion and the Xiliu battalion attack together and advance with all their might!" ”

The fighter plane was fleeting, Huang Xiwen ordered loudly, and as his herald left the general banner, his eyes were nervously cast on the right flank of his own army, and he couldn't wait to see the protruding wing of his side begin to roll against the left flank of the invading army that had not yet completed its deployment. What worries Huang Xiwen the most now is that Xu Ping's troops rushed out of the rear of his central front before his troops could successfully form a flanking attack, which Huang Xiwen believed was Xu Ping's center.

"Quick, quick!" Although he didn't show it on his face, Huang Xiwen screamed eagerly in his heart, staring intently at the weakness of the camp.

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Yue Mu calmly led the troops forward, the guns of the platoon on the opposite side rang out again and again, and people in front of him kept falling, and the people in the back row quickly stepped forward to fill their positions.

Finally, with another volley of guns, the fruit chief of the first fruit swayed for a moment, then clenched the spear and fell straight to the side without saying a word. Yue Mu hurriedly ran two steps and rushed to the first row, he held the spear in his hand tighter, and the faces of the Ming soldiers on the opposite side were already clearly visible, and they were erecting muskets and starting to load. Yue Mu estimated the distance between friend and foe - if he had quickened his pace a little, he might be able to reach the firing distance before they had finished reloading......

At this time, Yu Shenhe was also observing the movements of the enemy soldiers on the opposite side, calculating the time and distance in his heart, he raised his hand and waved it back slightly, and the drummer was ordered to slow down the rhythm.

After noticing that the drum beat slowed down, Yue Mu's heart tightened suddenly, and he immediately slowed down his pace and stepped on the drum accurately. The sound of the drums became slower and slower, and Yue Mu walked more and more slowly, and finally almost stopped. The enemy on the opposite side had already finished loading and began to raise their guns and wait for the order to shoot, and at this time, the drums of the invading army also stopped, and Yue Mu stood quietly like this, holding his spear, silently watching the enemy's movements. It wasn't until the enemy on the opposite side once again lowered their guns from a hundred meters away that the drums of the camp sounded again, Yue Mu took a big stride, and when he took this step, he looked up at the sunny sky - the golden sun, the snow-white clouds.

Yue Mu looked at the beautiful scenery in the sky stupidly, and continued to follow the sound of drums under his feet.

The sound of gunshots came, Yue Mu closed his eyes when he heard the sound, and after taking two more steps, he suddenly opened them again, and the sun and blue sky appeared in front of him again, Yue Mu felt that he had never seen such a beautiful scenery, and the drumming in his ears seemed to become cheerful.

At this time, Yue Mu, who felt that the sunlight was a little dazzling, put his gaze back down and parallel to the ground, the look of consternation on the faces of the enemy on the opposite side was vivid, and the cheerful drums were still urging Yue Mu to advance, and some of the enemy soldiers on the opposite side began to reload again, some looked around, and some even began to load bayonets.

The drum beat heavily, then stopped suddenly, Yue Mu spread his legs and stood firmly in front of the enemy, shouting powerfully: "Aim!" ”

A large number of flintlock pistols poked out of Yue Mu's afterglow, and the pitch-black barrels looked as if they could already be pressed against the enemy's chest.

The fear on the faces of the enemies, their trembling legs and their arms that began to tremble, suddenly gave Yue Mu an indescribable sense of pleasure, and he enjoyed this wonderful moment until another heavy drum beat came: "Fire!" ”

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