However, at this moment, his pair of Danfeng eyes stared straight at the Hunhe River, which was rising sharply because of the spring river, rushing towards the wider Liao River, and seemed to feel something in his heart, but he didn't say a word.

- Between the Guanning Army and the Houjin Army, who is more like the Hunhe River and who is more like the Liao River? Who has the upper hand?

Why? He's really going to catch up with me with all the results he's achieved in such a short period of time?

Why? The army under his command is neatly organized, and at a cursory glance, it is almost impossible to even lose it?

Between a certain and this kid, who is more like the Hunhe River, and who is more like the Liao River? Who is better?

I can't tell the difference, I keep cutting, and I can't sort it out.

Wu Sangui's heart gradually fell into confusion and chaos.

Chongzhen rode his horse to his side, and the big black horse snorted, and the war horse under his seat neighed softly in response, but he was still silent.

Chongzhen chuckled and shook his head, so he had to watch the water with him.

Huang Ergou squatted between the two, and fixed the vivid picture of "that person, that water, that dog, and that mountain in the distance" at the moment of the resumption of war.

As for the war horse - for an excellent cavalryman, as long as he goes to the battlefield, he is a man and a horse.

Although the subordinates of both sides have more or less private friendships, they are clearly distinguishable from each other at this time.

Of the eight hundred Guanning iron cavalry commanded by Wu Sangui, there are only six hundred cavalry left.

That is to say, in this short period of half a month, in the confrontation with Houjin Xizuo and the vanguard scouts.

Under the command of Wu Sangui, the Guanning army lost nearly 200 elite cavalry that had been selected and cultivated.

Therefore, if you look closely, the temperament of the two cavalry is completely different.

One piece of self-confidence is like fine iron, and the other is slightly depressed, but it also reveals steel-like perseverance from the bones.

Although Wu Sangui's department still has a slight advantage in numbers, there are traces of bloody battles everywhere on the cloak and armor, and it is obvious that none of them are of a bad breed.

However, both the expression and the spirit were full of tiredness.

Although, this tiredness is well concealed by them, and it is also deeply suppressed.

However, with more than 20 years of special warfare experience in the 22nd century, profound psychological skills, and rich ability to observe words and colors, Chongzhen still noticed it at a glance.

To tell the truth, leave the fortified city and fortress and fight the Houjin in the wilderness.

Even the most elite Guanning Iron Cavalry in the young Guanning Army was still a little worried in his heart.

After all, one is an army of a hundred battles, which has been famous for a long time, and is famous for its field battles in Liaodong.

Whether it is the army commanded by fierce generals such as Juniper and Liu Ting, or the well-deserved elite of the Ming Dynasty such as the Qi family army and the white pole soldiers, all those who fight with them in the field will be wiped out.

Wu Sangui's subordinates with the firm belief of guarding the last inch of the vast land, the dragon fought in the wilderness, although it also held the determination to die, but first win and then lose, it was inevitable to leave a heart of anxiety to win.

On the other hand, it seems that the heart of every iron rider is relatively peaceful.

Not fast, not impatient, strict military discipline, but not lose vitality.

When it is dormant, it is like a poisonous snake prostrate on the ground, and when it goes into battle, it is like a tiger that hunts fiercely.

The scale of the dozens of battles before that, although they were relatively small, but with the hearty victory, with the fruitful victory, with the near-zero loss of their own side.

The belief in victory has been quietly established in the hearts of these young iron riders.

Chongzhen feels that this is what he does best, and it is also the basis for the soldiers to like to fight with them and let themselves command this army.

Every good warrior is extremely precious to the country.

In the past, the famous Qi family army was killed by nearly half of the elite by their own people in the Jizhou Rebellion, and finally in the Battle of the Hunhe River, the entire army was wiped out due to the strength of the Jin after the war.

Therefore, seeing this, Chongzhen really wanted to take this opportunity to beat Wu Sangui fiercely.

But he couldn't, because the enemy was present.

For a long time after that, only by sincerely cooperating and exchanging military information could the two sides fight closely and cooperate seamlessly.

In order to achieve the results that Yuan Chonghuan and Zu Dashou and all the Guanning troops belonged to, including those military households specializing in Tuntian, at the lowest cost, they were looking forward to - another victory.

And once this war is won, its significance will be far greater than the previous battle of Ningyuan Juehua.

Because compared with those two defensive counterattacks, this is a war in which the Guanning army has the initiative to attack.

Chongzhen also focused on the confluence of the Hunhe River and the Liao River, looking at the most important water systems on the two Liaohe River Plains, where the magnificent fusion was completed.

Thinking that no matter how strong the ancient Jurchen clan was, it would definitely integrate into the Han nation, and his heart couldn't help but feel magnificent, so he asked softly: "What is the eldest uncle thinking?" ”

Wu Sangui's body was shocked, and he finally stabilized his mind because of the word "Changbo", turned his head to look at Chongzhen, smiled bitterly, and said: "Simin, what do you say is not good enough, what is not as good as you?" ”

Chongzhen smiled: "How do you say this? ”

Wu Sangui looked at the roaring river and roared: "Why does a certain work so hard, every battle must be the first, but after all, he can't compare to you?" You've only been here for a few days, and you've been able to catch up with the results of the bloody battle of leading your troops for more than half a month. ”

Chongzhen looked at his side face and smiled, "Shouldn't you be proud to have such a comrade-in-arms?" ”

Wu Sangui suddenly turned his head and roared at him, "You're a bastard. ”

Chongzhen stretched out his hand to block the slightly stinky saliva he spewed, and laughed: "Your uncle said, bastard is no longer enough to describe so-and-so, only bastard is barely suitable." ”

"You...... You bastard......" Wu Sangui trembled with anger, like a little girl who had been raptured and broken up.

"Okay, okay, I'm not going to tease you." Chongzhen stretched out his arm and patted him on the shoulder, but suddenly restrained his smile, and said solemnly, "Uncle Chang, I suggest you change your tactics. ”

Wu Sangui hates it most than anything when others point fingers at him in his self-proclaimed professional field, even if he is recognized as the best of his generation.

So he tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "What's wrong? What is upheld is the essence of Yuan Shuai's strategy of 'raising Liao people with Liao land and guarding Liao land with Liao people'. ”

Chongzhen said: "As you said, that is strategy, but in terms of tactics and tactics, it can be flexible and mobile according to the actual situation. ”

Wu Sangui sneered: "How to be flexible? Looking? Do we still have a lot of land to give up outside the border? Even if there is, do you have to back down?

In last year's battle of Ningyuan, we had to fight for every inch of land under the city repeatedly. We will not give up every brick on the city wall.

The city was covered with the corpses of the robes, but the Guanning warriors still fought endlessly, not giving up an inch of land, which was extremely difficult and heroic, and achieved a great victory in Ningyuan. ”

Chongzhen said: "But before this, Yuan Shuai took the initiative to give up the fortress outside the garrison, and burned it to the ground with the established tactics of using the city as a horn.

Let Jiannu be in the spring cold, but he can't even find half a plank to keep out the cold, this is flexible and mobile in tactical tactics.

In addition, on the Jiannu side, seeing that Ningyuan Chengjian could not fight down, he turned to cavalry to raid Juehua Island, which was in the frozen sea.

When the slave chieftain led the army westward, he had no such plan, and this was a flexible and mobile change in tactical tactics according to the time of day. ”

"How can you do your best to grow the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige." Wu Sangui roared unconvinced, "Besides, the battle of Juehua and the fiasco of Houjin, my Guan Ning army has achieved a great victory, and finally achieved a great victory for Ning Yuan." ”

"Whether it's a big win or a bad victory, I have more say than you. Infinitely close to three for one, how can there be a big victory? The so-called great victory is nothing more than the pain of killing 1,000 enemies and losing 800 of yourself. ”

Huang Chongzhen shook his head lightly and sighed silently.

Wu Sangui roared again: "I have a population of tens of millions in China, and Jiannu is counting the wild people in the old forest, at best, it is hundreds of thousands, not to mention three for one, even if it is ten for one, it is extremely cost-effective." ”

Chongzhen was not only pleased that Wu Sangui finally had the national concept of "Huaxia", but also very much resistant to his idea of treating human life as a dog's life.

Then his tone also cooled down and said: "In the past, Salhu, Juniper Liu Tingmarin's tens of thousands of troops have not yet achieved the results of ten for one, and Li Rubai is even more cowardly, losing his teacher and humiliating the country. ”

Wu Sangui saw that Chongzhen was finally angry, and his heart was a little worried, but he still stiffened his neck and said: "They are them, we are us, the past year is the past, today is today, how can we talk about the same day?" ”

In the past, we owned the entire Liaodong, the Northeast Plain was in the bag, and the white mountains and black waters were the spheres of influence. However, today, there is only the last piece of Liao land, the last group of Liao people.

The so-called Liao people defend the Liao land, that is, even the end of the Liao River Plain, must be fought for bloodily in order to retain a place, where is this strategic tactics, it is really Yuan Shuai's helplessness, and we are sad. ”

Huang Chongzhen is obviously a young man who grew up at the foot of Changbai Mountain, but his tone is very vicissitudes.

Wu Sangui sometimes suspects that under this guy's immature appearance, there is a soul buried in the vicissitudes of life, and the only trace of baby fat left on his dark face, as well as the fluff at the corners of his mouth, are all illusions.

"You...... This...... Ah Zhen ......, "Seeing that this always cheerful comrade-in-arms fell into grief because of his complaints.

Wu Sangui had the heart to comfort, but he had never comforted anyone, and he didn't know where to start.

But seeing that Chongzhen had already adjusted his state, he asked him: "Let me ask you, there are so many elite scout comrades on the left bank of the Liao River, why did you destroy the heavens and abandon them?"

On the contrary, because of your rash intrusion, and the rampage without the slightest goal or order, and like a headless fly, the spy report is disordered, the military intelligence overlaps, and the good reconnaissance system has become chaotic. ”