In the early morning of the second day, 30,000 elite cavalry had arrived outside the city of Haifeng, and the thorns had learned their lesson, and did not rashly launch an attack, the real advantage of the cavalry was in the field, and it was simply stupid to take the cavalry to attack the city equipped with a large number of cymbals and artillery.

An hour of hard work, two miles outside Haifeng City was built a number of camps, the plan of the full thorn capital is very simple, is just one word - wait, here is surrounded by the land of the Qing Dynasty, a Ming Kou refused to guard in the county, the longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable it is for them, once they want to break through, in the wilderness, how can seven or eight thousand Ming soldiers run over 30,000 spirited elite horses? Therefore, Mandu Thorn is not in a hurry, according to his experience, the Ming army should still be cowering in the city in the short term, even if it is a breakthrough, it should be chosen at night.

It's just that Mandu Thorn and Liu Guoxuan made the same mistake, both ignore the problem of grain and grass, Liu Guoxuan originally thought that there should be grain in the rice warehouse in Haifeng County, so he boldly occupied the county seat, Mandu Thorn knew that there was no food in the rice store, but in his understanding, as long as there were people in the city, the Ming army would be short of food, this is the tradition of the Qing army, where the iron horse passed, it was done on the spot, and this was what he did when he entered the customs.

In any case, he couldn't have imagined that the Ming army at the head of the city was already planning to break the net, and on the Haifeng city wall, Liu Guoxuan used a monocular to observe the Qing army camp two miles away in a very inconspicuous corner, and he was full of murderous energy.

"Is the artillery loaded?" Behind the female wall, dozens of artillery pieces are being assembled and debugged, these are all new guns that use lightning to hit yellow powder, the muzzle caliber is narrow, but the range, accuracy, and rate of fire are more than one grade higher than the traditional black powder artillery, and now these guns began to be mass-produced in the valley, but due to the problem of production technology, the output is not high, and the manufacture of shells is also extremely complicated, so it can not fully equip the whole army, this raid, only brought thirty guns with the army.

"To the Governor, debugging is underway." Qianhu of the artillery camp was covered with sweat on his forehead, and he received an order to carry out several rounds of artillery bombardment of the Qing army in the camp outside the city, and then he managed to ignite the shells here and blow up all the new artillery, no matter what, these new guns must not fall into the hands of the Qing army.

Qianhu's heart is dripping blood, these are all his treasures, because of this mission, there are more than 20 artillery battalions in the entire Ming Dynasty, only the artillery battalion of the Marine Division is equipped with the most new artillery, but it has not been cool for a few days, these treasures are going to be destroyed in their own hands, although there are thousands of things that have to be abandoned, but Qianhu must carry out the task.

In the urn city, more than 8,000 soldiers who had already been prepared had already gathered, the swords and guns were unsheathed, the fire cymbals were loaded, as long as the shelling began, the gate of the urn city would be opened, and it was also the moment when the soldiers poured their strength out and fought to the death.

At this time, the Qing army in the camp outside the city was still unconscious, and rushed to the road all night, and it was daytime at this time, and they were not worried about the Ming army breaking through, except for sending a standard of men and horses to protect the camp, most of the people had gone to sleep.

"Tell the Governor, the artillery is debugged." After anxiously waiting, the artillery battalion at the head of the city reported to Liu Guoxuan.

Liu Guoxuan wiped his hands. Then he turned back and climbed down the tower. threw a sentence to Qianhu: "Fire after a stick of incense." ”

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The fog had not yet cleared in the morning. Float up and down the city walls. As if the muslin hung on a branch. but it is whiter than the fine yarn. Be transparent, too. On the verge of a cloud. The outline of the city wall has been outlined in _ color. Although it is a siege and a defense of the city. But it was extremely silent. In the urn city. The soldiers on the ground who were ready to deliver the final blow were silent. The imperial flag was gradually raised. Thousands of captured horses had also been prepared at the gates of the city of Weng.

Suddenly. A roar of artillery rang out. It was as if the entire city wall was shaking. The gates of the city gradually opened. Standing at the head of the team, Liu Guoxuan had already danced his saber: "Kill yourself and become a benevolent." There is not a single breed in the Marine Corps. ”

"Hooray." The sound of the interior of the urn city resounded in the sky.

Be the first to rush out of the ground. It was thousands of horses with their hips chopped to the ground. After the war horse suffered. Frightened by the sound of cannons. Rushing out of the city. They are right in front of them. It is the camp of the Qing army. After the herd. It is a torrent of soldiers who gather into a torrent and send out a sprint.

Accompanied by the non-stop roar of artillery, "Hooray." This short slogan has almost become a common word in the charge of the Ming army, and the torrent quickly went out of the city gate, crossed the moat, and countless soldiers rushed to the ground without fear, leaving only hatred and killing in their eyes.

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At this time, the Qing army camp that suffered from the shelling suddenly became a mess, full of thorns are not an idiot, the camp was deliberately set outside the range of the artillery, but he did not expect that the artillery of the Ming army is not the traditional sense of artillery, with a bronze shell hit the camp, the huge explosion immediately exploded the camp in a mess, the horses in the horse shed were surprised, neighing and kicking indiscriminately, no one was allowed to approach, and the tent began to ignite

Time, the unsuspecting Qing soldiers cried and screamed.

After everyone enters the state of sleep, the nerves of the whole body are the most relaxed, and at this time, if you are frightened by artillery, the first reaction is only fear.

"What's going on?" Mandu, who was resting in the big tent, heard the sound of cannons, hurriedly put on his armor and got up, just in time to bump into a panicked soldier, and pulled him over to ask questions.

"Ming... Ming Gouzi is coming. After the soldier finished speaking, he collapsed on the ground, and in his lower back, a shrapnel had been deeply embedded in it, and blood was pouring out.

Mandu stomped his feet, and at this time, a group of black-pressed soldiers were already staying outside the tent, and when Mandu stabbed out, countless pairs of frightened eyes looked at the main general.

"What are you afraid of, the number of thieves is not more than 10,000, come, put up the banner of the Chinese army, and let the brothers move closer to this side." Mandu Thorn yelled calmly.

The big tent of the Chinese army was erected, like a lighthouse in the chaos, so that the Qing soldiers who were scurrying around finally settled down and began to move closer to the big tent.

But after a while, the galloping horses quickly broke through the fence of the camp and rushed straight into the camp, causing the originally settled situation to become chaotic again.

"Kill." With the herd of horses came the Ming army, and the vigorous figures were gradually approaching the camp. At this time, a group of cavalry patrolling the camp nearby happened to arrive, and the Qing army that led the team saw this, and did not choose to flee, and pulled out a long knife: "Kill." ”

"Kill." The thousand-man cavalry team showed their long knives fearlessly and began to speed up their horses.

The infantry formation collided with the cavalry, which had not yet fully accelerated, and just outside the camp, a scuffle first began, and countless people were strangled together, and both sides were fearless, no one wanted to retreat, and some were just desperate to fight......

Liu Guoxuan was in a hurry at the moment, he personally went into battle, cut down a few Qing soldiers, and his body was also scarred, if he hadn't been in battle for a long time, I am afraid that he would have died by now, although he was in the chaotic army, but his eyes were constantly looking at the camp.

Time is running out, if the cavalry blocking the camp cannot be quickly resolved, then the chaos in the camp will subside sooner or later, and when the Qing soldiers in the camp are ready, this sneak attack will have no meaning.

"Kill." Liu Guoxuan encouraged loudly.

"Hooray."

The cavalry team of 1,000 people had lost most of it in an instant, but no one chose to retreat, which bought enough time for the Mandu thorns, and more and more people gathered in front of the big tent of the Chinese army, and gradually began to stop the chaos. ”

"Wow."

The fierce battle lasted until noon, the blue sky suddenly covered with dark clouds, and then the drifting heavy rain poured out, under the torrential rain, the chaos did not stop, the Manchurian cavalry gradually grasped the initiative of the battlefield, on the muddy land, countless people were groaning, and more people were fighting with the last trace of strength.

At this time, a soldier and horse wearing a Fu Biao uniform had arrived at the battlefield, and the Ming soldiers who had been divided into several sections by the Manchurian cavalry finally lost their confidence. ”

"Hooray." The voices in response were extremely taunting, most of them had exhausted their last shred of strength, and many more had already lay on the muddy ground forever. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………

10,000 Shandong governor's direct troops stood outside the battlefield, Fu Biao Zhang Yan looked at the battle situation in front of him, the rain soaked his coat, several Manchurian cavalry rushed over, ordered Zhang Yan to lead the army to help the battle, in fact, the Chinese military camp was about to be unable to survive, although there were a large number of people, but first suffered from artillery bombardment, and then were rushed to the camp by the horses, and finally hit such a tenacious Ming army for two hours, the stomach was empty, and the sky was pouring rain, in such a state, who still has morale?

Zhang Yan did not respond to the Manmeng knight who asked for help, and the Biao Yong behind him was brought out by him, and naturally he was the first to look at him. Zhang Yan held a single knife instead, seemingly watching the battle, his heart was already in the battle between heaven and man, if he joined the war group now, the Ming army would definitely not last for half an hour, and he Zhang Yan could be regarded as having made a war exploit, and the reward was naturally indispensable, which was equivalent to an opportunity to be promoted and make a fortune right in front of him.

"Master Fubiao, give the order quickly." A general can't wait, if he waits any longer, all the Ming soldiers will be killed, where is there any cheapness to choose?

Zhang Yan pressed the hilt of the knife and asked rhetorically: "General Li, this time the credit will be given to you." ”

This general surnamed Li is the nephew of Governor Yang Wending, who was arranged into the camp by virtue of his relationship, and he has always been not very compatible with Zhang Yan, in fact, it is no wonder that the son of a gentleman has always been looked down upon by virtue of his relationship. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to idian, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) )