The torrential rain still poured down like money, and the rain gathered into one small pit after another on the ground.

Mixed with the blood shed by the soldiers on both sides, it seemed to be a pool of blood.

Whether it is for the Ming army or the Zheng army, fighting in such weather is an extremely bad thing.

Maybe he was just about to raise his knife to resist the other party's attack, but his face was wet with rain.

Yes.

He was killed with a bayonet.

The Ming army was all very well protected, but when the army was fighting, there would be casualties in any way.

Two quarters of an hour into the battle, the voice of a scout came over the walkie-talkie:

"10,000 Zheng troops are three miles from the rear, and it looks like they are going to attack the rear of our army!"

Xu Zhi'an glanced at the situation on the battlefield and asked the soldiers around him to inform Zheng Zhilong of the incident. He believes that Zheng Zhilong will deal with it properly.

In fact, Zheng Zhilong immediately asked his soldiers to turn around to meet the enemy, and in less than a quarter of an hour, 10,000 Zheng troops crashed into the rear of the Ming army.

At this point, the encirclement situation that Zheng Jun had in mind was basically formed, and the Ming army was like a difficult bone at this time, crawling with ants that wanted to eat them.

On the city wall of Shenglong, Zheng Jie stood in the torrential rain and looked at the battlefield in the distance, but he could only vaguely hear the shouts of killing, and he couldn't hear anything.

Just as he was worrying, a black dot appeared in the rainstorm in the distance, and he staggered towards the city wall.

"Generalissimo, look—" The guard with an umbrella beside him saw the figure and exclaimed unconsciously.

"I see."

Zheng Jie's face couldn't see emotion, and he said vigorously.

In fact, his mood was far less calm than it seemed, as long as the soldiers who came over didn't bring bad news of defeat. Because he was really scared.

After a while, the soldier who ran back was hung on the city wall and knelt down in front of Zheng Jie.

"Generalissimo! General Pan asked the little one to come back and ask for support!"

Zheng Jie's heart jumped.

Defeated again!?

"Say! What's going on?" Zheng Jie's tone was full of slaughter, if he was really defeated again, let alone reinforcements, even if he Pan Wu came back alive, he would have to take him.

"Generalissimo, General Pan took advantage of the rain when the Ming army's muskets failed to attack the front of the Ming army, and General Zheng Tao led 10,000 soldiers to surround the rear, and has formed a front and rear attack on the Ming army. However, we now have only about 30,000 soldiers, which is equal to the number of the enemy, and the battle is now scorching. General Pan asked me to come back and report the news, and let the generalissimo send 30,000 soldiers out of the city to support, and I will definitely be able to wipe out the Ming army!"

"Good!"

Zheng Jie couldn't help but wave his hand excitedly after hearing this, cheering up! The nest gas of the past two days has finally been lifted.

Knowing that the fighter plane was fleeting, he didn't ask any more questions, and immediately ordered 20,000 soldiers left behind in the city to go out of the city from the north gate to support Pan Wu.

As for why it should be discounted, it is entirely in its own safety considerations.

There are only 60,000 people in the city at the moment, and what if an accident happens if half of them are gone? The more than 10,000 soldiers of Mu Tianbo, the Duke of Qianguo, are still missing, and he can't take risks. ….

When the order was given, the soldier who gave the order was naturally next to him, but he didn't even have the qualifications to intervene. I could only sigh silently in my heart.

It doesn't matter where he is the Duke of Qianguo, let's talk about the 30,000 people in front of him first.

If I were the generalissimo, I would simply take all the 60,000 men in the city out of the city, and I would have to kill them all with several times the enemy's strength. As long as this main force is eliminated, is that bit of a fart in the Duke of Qianguo?

The soldier is Pan Wu's cronies, so he naturally considers it from the perspective that Pan Wu can win the battle. As for the generalissimo's consolation, it was no longer in his consideration.

Zheng Jie's decision is not wrong, trying to change the tide of the battle.

He even took into account not knowing where the cat was

but to some extent, he missed the opportunity.

Why, because this 20,000-strong reinforcement army was met by Mu Tianbo as soon as it left the city.

"Brother Xianglin, didn't you say that the soldiers of the Jingying camp began to attack Thang Long? Why hasn't there been any movement?" Beside a depression four or five miles away on the north side of Shenglong, Mu Tianbo put down his binoculars and wiped the rain on his face and asked.

"I don't know, I guess it's raining at this time, so I'm stationed somewhere for the time being. Let's go south later, they should be over there."

Ma Xianglin frowned and guessed.

They traveled all the way south to the south, and finally arrived near Thang Long, but encountered heavy rain and delayed a lot of time. When they came to the front, there was no sign of a battle.

"Grandpa! Look!" As he spoke, a soldier shouted. Everyone was awakened by his words, and looked in the direction of his finger to see that the originally closed north gate of Thang Long City suddenly opened, and a group of soldiers rushed out of it, without stopping and running south around the city wall.

"What's going on? What are they doing out of the city in such a heavy rain?"

"I don't know what to do, but it's certainly not for an outing." Ma Xianglin stared at this group of extremely fast soldiers and said thoughtfully.

"Brother Xianglin..."

Mu Tianbo was speechless, why did this person suddenly become humorous.

"Grandpa, it rained so heavily that Zheng Jun was still out of the city, and he must have to fight. And I can't think of anyone else but us."

"Stop them." When Mu Tianbo heard that these people might have gone out of the city to attack the Ming army, he suddenly became a little anxious.

"Can't stop it, this is under their city walls, let's just be a little bit of people, I'm not afraid of being dumplings by them." Let's wait and catch up with them, and then make plans for the big army."

"Okay!" Mu Tianbo nodded, feeling that what Ma Xianglin said made sense.

Zheng's soldiers left the city quickly, but in only two quarters of an hour, the gate closed again.

"Go, follow them."

Mu Tianbo and the two gave the order and walked south around the city wall.

Soon after, they stopped southwest of Thang Long.

"Brother Xianglin, they are setting up a formation and are about to attack."

"Well, listening to the sound of cannons, the station should be five or six miles away, as long as they attack, we will immediately go up! Catch them off guard from the flanks!" Ma Xianglin said calmly.

"Good!"

Mu Tianbo clenched his fists excitedly, Jingying didn't win the Shenglong, this credit is destined to have his share.

Sure enough, 20,000 soldiers rushed towards the battlefield after lining up.

"Up!?"

"Up!"

The two glanced at each other, and rushed in the direction of the battlefield with their soldiers.

At this time, Xu Zhi'an had a headache, and he naturally couldn't hide it from him when reinforcements arrived, but there was no good way now. Retreat was impossible, they had the upper hand.

There is no reason for the dominant side to retreat.

Besides, they can withstand another 20,000.

But I'm afraid that the other side's soldiers are endless, and the soldiers are no better than muskets and artillery, and there will always be times when they are tired.

Although it still has an advantage at the moment, it is difficult to say if it will continue to be consumed. Who knows how many more waves of reinforcements the enemy will send?

For the first time since landing, he felt a little tricky.

But only a little.

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