The camp of the Qing army began to sound a crisp sound of Mingjin, and the Eight Banners soldiers who rushed to the position poured into a trace of disappointment in their hearts, Mingjin is the meaning of retreating, but they rushed to the position, how can it be so easy to retreat with their whole body, every Eight Banners soldier is surrounded by four or five Zhaibing soldiers, and there are four or five scimitar spears or chopping or stabbing at any time, no matter how brave they are, under such a huge disparity in strength, they can only be slaughtered.

A terrible scream came from the position to the foot of the mountain, and each scream made the hearts of Nikan and the Eight Banners feel like they had been stung by a bee, stinging and helpless.

Nikan had a straight face, watching these Manchurian brothers fall one by one, his face was gloomy and terrible, and now there are 3,000 soldiers under him who can fight, and although the rest of the green battalion has 20,000, it is all a rabble, indiscriminate and full of waste. On the other hand, Zhao Fu's Guizhou soldiers still have 10,000 Guanning iron cavalry, and although the remaining 20,000 Han troops are all new soldiers, they don't know much better than the green battalion, so now the control of the army has been unconsciously controlled by Zhao Fu, and he has no capital to fight with the Guizhou army.

What kind of accounts will be calculated later, although Nikan is reckless, he is a person who understands current affairs.

After Zhao Fu monopolized the power, he immediately ordered people to pile up hay and roots, which was adjacent to the deep mountains, and there were a lot of hay and roots, and in half an afternoon, a hill had been piled up in front of the camp.

Nikan was furious at Zhao Fu's behavior, and this guy would rather let people pile up hay than die. But at this point, Nikan didn't dare to attack, so he could only ask in a low voice.

"Admiral Zhao. What are these hay roots used for? Could it be that these things can defeat the Ming army? ”

Zhao Fu glanced at Nikan with a determined face, and said, "Admiral Ben has his own clever plan. ”

Nikan didn't ask anything, so he went back to his camp in a huff

In the evening, Zhao Fu personally led a team of soldiers and horses out of the camp with firewood and grass on their backs, and simply established a defense on the other side of the mountain. There was a big fire in the same place, the fire field was more than ten zhang of square garden, hundreds of soldiers continued to add firewood and grass piled up in the distance, the blazing flames were a few zhang high under the sunset, Zhao Fu stood on the side of the flames, and constantly urged the soldiers to add firewood and grass. Seeing that the fire was almost over, he beckoned again and shouted at another group of soldiers carrying buckets: "Quick, bring water." ”

Hundreds of sailors with iron buckets waited on the side of the fire, and under the command of Zhao Fu, they poured the water in the iron bucket into the fire with their hands, and the fierce fire met Xiaoshui. Naturally, it will not be destroyed, and the instantaneous kung fu can only be heard with a creaking sound, and the black smoke that was originally billowing from the fire field is even thicker. In the middle of the night, the wind was eastward, and the billowing black smoke drifted away with the night wind in the direction of the Ming army's position on the east side.

Zhao Fu nodded with satisfaction. Do it like this. Just burn him all night and burn the earth. Smoke the Ming Army for one night. He did not believe that these Ming armies would not collapse. He stretched. He commanded the soldiers beside him, "Look at the wind. Tonight is a bit more fortunate. Now the fire is big enough. You can add some wet wood to it appropriately. No need to splash water anymore. ”

"Wow!" The soldier agreed excitedly. Behind them. The smoke billowed like a tornado. As the wind moved, it constantly exuded a choking smell towards the Ming army's position.

Zhao Fu also has a back move. In fact, when the Guanning Iron Cavalry had not yet been cleared. This method of exhausting warfare is often used in battles with the Manchurians. Smoky fire. As long as you can defeat the enemy. Anything can be moved out. It's just that time has changed. At that time, the Guanning army was full of people and eight banners. Now he has become a slave of the land. They were ordered to fight against their original landlords, the Ming Army.

Zhao Fu arranged defenses around the fire. The Ming army could not stand the smoke. Most of them will come out and attack the fire. Therefore. Safety is also a top priority. After everything is properly blended. Zhao Fu confidently rode back to the camp with dozens of personal soldiers. The soldiers of the large camp had apparently seen the smoke billowing in the distance. They all came out of the camp to watch in amazement. Kept in the dark, Dinikan immediately understood. The land used by Zhao Fu was not a forcible attack. Rather, it is to disturb the enemy first. Then take advantage of its fatigue to attack. He looked down and pondered for a moment. I have to admit that Zhao Fu is much smarter than him. At the very least, it can reduce a lot of unnecessary losses. Come to think of it. Nikan's mood was complicated. With his hands behind his back, he looked stiffly at the smoke billowing from the distance towards the Ming army's position.

Then. Zhao Fu had already arrived at Yingkou on horseback. Rolled over and dismounted. Give the reins to a soldier beside him. Approaching Nikan, he said, "Lord Ni." Tonight we put all the general's artillery in front of the battle. While the Ming army was smoky. Shelled him for a few hours. It's dawn. Zhao made Guan Ningjun the vanguard. The position must be captured. ”

Nikan nodded. I have a lot of respect for Zhao Fu. He looked down on Zhao Fu on weekdays. Now I know that I am too far behind him. Hold your breath though. But he also admired it very much: "That's so." Just listen to Lord Zhao. I'm going to get the general cannon out. ”

After tossing and turning for an hour, more than a dozen general cannons finally lit the fuse, and the roar of the cannons was unusually harsh in the silent night sky.

The Ming army suffered all of a sudden, the pungent black smoke continued to drift into the position with the direction of the wind, these tired Ming troops who fought during the day suddenly became chaotic, they could be strong in the face of the Eight Banners, they could stand up on the battlefield of gunsmoke, but there was never such a grievance, for a while, the Ming soldiers and the soldiers who were caught off guard were choked by the black smoke and coughed, everyone wanted to hold their breath, but they always had to breathe for a long time, and the smoke seemed to be sucked into their stomachs. The depths of the throat are constantly coughing violently under the stimulus.

Mu Jianming's voice came out, his voice was hoarse as if he was about to break the line, and his smoky eyes searched nearby: "What about the scouts, send the scouts to see what's going on." ”

"Everyone took off their clothes, went to get water, soaked their clothes, and covered their ears and noses." An experienced leader shouted in unfamiliar Chinese that Yunnan is located in the western frontier, where there is a lot of miasma, and the tribes in the deep mountains will know some methods of prevention and control.

Everyone went to get clean water in the smoke, but fortunately there were a few clear springs behind the trench, although the scene was very chaotic, after half the incense burned, everyone was able to cover their wet clothes bare-chested.

Immediately afterwards, there was a cannon sound from the bottom of the mountain, rumbling to the position, and the position was in turmoil, but fortunately, the artillery of the Qing army in the day was not terrifying, but there may be a hot iron ball and steel nail flying over your head at any time, which also made all the Ming soldiers fearful in their hearts.

"No one is allowed to mess up, flag bearers, all come to me, everyone sit down on the ground, the Qing army is outside, if anyone wants to escape, they just fell into the tricks of the Qing army, cough cough cough ......." Mu Jianming let out a hard roar, followed by a heart-rending cough.

The flag-bearers carried the flag, while covering their mouths and noses and began to move closer to Mu Jianming, the soldiers' hearts settled down a little, because of the wet clothes, the nose and throat were not as hot as before, but the eyes were red and swollen by the smoke, occasionally there would be fireballs from the artillery smashed over, and sometimes someone would let out bursts of screams, but under this condition everyone could not do anything, they could only listen to the moaning of the wounded, and finally the breath became weaker and weaker, and finally lost their voice.

In the smoke, artillery roar, screams and groans, the Ming army felt an inexplicable fear invaded, they would rather hope that the Qing army would launch a general attack, everyone in the position to fight a good fight, rather than face such fear, they do not know how long it will take for the smoke to dissipate, when the roar of the general's cannon can stop, the more so, the more decadent they are.

"Master Mu, let's kill it, the brothers are squatting here, and sooner or later they will be suffocated to death." Someone shouted in the smoke.

Mu Jianming didn't answer, if he didn't answer, he wouldn't be allowed, would he have a chance to kill it now? Mu Jianming didn't believe it, there were Qing soldiers outside, their number was several times that of his own, and once he stepped out of the back of the mountain, the iron cavalry of the Qing army could be effective, and at that time, how far could you run? Can you outrun a horse no matter how fast your legs are?

"Master Mu, you speak." Someone is shouting.

Mu Jianming took off his wet clothes and replied, "Stand in place, no one is allowed to move." ”

If you break through, that is the real trick of the Qing army, and for the sake of today's plan, you can only hold on. Can you hold it? Mu Jianming's heart was shaken, he could expect that after tonight, the Qing army should be about to launch a real general attack, and at that time, his side had been tossed with artillery and smoke all night, and the soldiers were tired, and whether they could afford to fight with weapons was a question, let alone hold their positions.

The stars in the sky were shrouded in black smoke overhead, sometimes blinking, and then disappearing, Mu Jianming's heart revealed a deep disappointment, he looked at the west with heavy mountain shadows in the distance, where was Kunming City, I don't know what happened to his father now.

Mu Jianming shook his head, this is not the time to stretch his feelings, these ten thousand brothers follow him out of the city, and he must bring them all back, this is his responsibility, and it is his obligation.

What to do? After tonight, what will I do tomorrow? How can we fend off tomorrow's frenzied attacks? Do you really have to be defeated by these little smokes?

A trace of sadness flashed in Mu Jianming's heart, he seemed to be able to see that a few days later, the front page of Haidu's newspaper was written on the front page of the newspaper with the strange news that Mu Jianming, the commander of the Shenji Battalion, was smoked to death, if Li Xiao knew about it, would he laugh at himself?

Mu Jianming's heart gradually dispersed, and he couldn't concentrate on planning a way out of trouble. His hands clutching his wet clothes were so tendoned that they almost crushed them.

"No, there is no way to be endless, there must be a way, there must be a way...... Mu Jianming kept saying in his heart, what way? There are strong enemies outside, and now there is a shortage of food and gunpowder on the battlefield, and now they have to suffer such a crime, who will have the strength to fight again.

"There it is!" Mu Tianbo's eyes widened, and a strange thought appeared in his mind.