In the Ming army camp, the artillery rested the earliest and got up the earliest.

The artillery wagons and ammunition were ready, and the respective tasks and positions were also arranged, before pushing out of the camp gate, crossing the wooden bridge over the trench, and entering the ready position.

"With so many cannons, they are going to raze the Jianyu camp to the ground in one fell swoop!" Zhao Huizu sat on the gun carriage and patted the bronze weight like a saliva tank.

Zhang Junneng shrank his neck, kept stomping his feet, and said: "It's a crime to fight in winter, hurry up and defeat Jianyu, everyone can be loose." ”

"Are you cold?" Zhao Huizu's expression looked strange, and he said, "Look at others, there's really nothing like you." ”

Zhang Junneng grinned and said, "I didn't dare to wear too much, I was afraid that it would be too bulky and I wouldn't be able to keep up with the team." ”

Zhao Huizu blinked his eyes, stretched out his thumbs, gave his friend a thumbs up, and said, "Yes, you can really do it." It seems that he is going to work hard. ”

Zhang Junneng rolled his eyes and said, "Fighting, you are a matter of life and death, if you don't work hard, you can't be lazy?" ”

As soon as Zhao Huizu opened his mouth, he made another silent gesture and stood up from the gun carriage.

Artillery commander Luo Li walked over, inspected the preparations of the artillery, and told the officers a few words from time to time.

"The field artillery should be pushed forward violently, and it will be bombarded against the camp of the prisoners."

"The main purpose of the heavy pressure is to kill the enemy in the camp and give full play to the advantage of warp shooting......"

"Don't unload all the guns of the Franco, leave a part ready to follow up at any time to provide fire cover for the infantry."

Luo Li's explanations had been said several times, but every officer listened carefully, and no one showed impatience.

Decisive battle, Armageddon! This is clear to everyone. On the opposite side is the main force of Jianyu led by the old slave, as long as they are defeated, the pacification of the entire Liaodong will be just around the corner.

Parameters such as distance and elevation angle have long been calculated and determined, and the artillery officers have already memorized them, and when they move into position, they can fire at the fastest speed and raze the enemy's camp to the ground.

It was still dark, but the infantry had already marched out. Cars, moats, ladders, longboards...... All kinds of offensive and trench crossing equipment were complete, and preparations for the general attack were quite adequate.

In the camp, Xiong Tingbi assigned the task for the last time. Although he already knew the plan, Lao Xiong still pointed to the map seriously and explained to the generals the attack areas and combat plans of each department.

Haicheng has fallen, leaving only 2,000 people to defend the city, and the rest of the battalions are also only more than 1,000 people, almost the whole army launched, tens of thousands against tens of thousands of unprecedented battles.

The generals of all the departments listened equally attentively with grim faces, and then re-read the battle plan in their hearts.

After a day of fierce fighting yesterday, Jiannu suffered a lot of losses and suffered a setback in morale; On the other hand, the Ming army, both in terms of strength and weapons and equipment, surpassed the Jianyu.

Therefore, although the atmosphere was solemn and a little tense, the generals were not apprehensive, but full of confidence.

"The last will obey."

"The last will understand."

"The last will be ordered."

One by one, the generals bowed down and took the order.

Xiong Tingbi looked up, only his main generals, He Kegang and Feng Datie, were still there, and he couldn't help but smile and let out a sigh of relief.

For the decisive battle of the general attack, it has been carefully prepared. Even if the suddenness of the attack is not achieved, relying on the absolute superiority of firepower, the attack is sure to win.

"My lord, my department is also ready, ready to participate in the war at any time." He Kegang bowed down and said.

Xiong Tingbi smiled, patted the two main generals of the Panshi Battalion with his left hand and right hand, and teased: "You also participate in the war, leave this official behind?" ”

After speaking, Xiong Tingbi waved his hand, not letting the two of them argue, and said: "In the future, you will have the opportunity to make meritorious contributions, and this official will not always delay your meritorious contributions." In the battle of defense, you have worked really hard, killing a lot of enemies, so give the credit to other troops today! ”

"Yes, the last will obey."

Xiong Tingbi nodded, turned around and walked out, his body was fully armored, and he walked sonorously. Today, he is rarely fully armed, and a decisive battle must have a decisive posture.

The night still seemed to be dark, but the grayish white on the horizon had already appeared.

Cao Wenzhao rode on his horse and stared coldly into the distance. There were early warning cavalry of Jiannu, and there were thousands of them.

The two generals of the flying cavalry, Huang Degong and Yang Guozhu, rushed to report that the cavalry was ready to attack at any time.

Cao Wenzhao nodded and said, "Lord Jingluo has already passed down the order, the attack will start in two minutes, you go back to supervise the troops, and prepare to attack!" ”

"The last will obey." Huang Degong and Yang Guozhu bowed and saluted, and galloped away.

When the rocket is launched, it is when the flying cavalry and spear cavalry take turns to attack. The battle plan of the two cavalry divisions was to defeat or drive away the Jiannu cavalry, opening up space for the advance of the artillery infantry.

Even without Liu Xingzuo's Shengzi battalion, Cao Wenzhao was still confident that he would defeat an enemy with comparable strength. Moreover, this is still his modesty, even if he is twice as strong as his own army, he is not afraid.

Holding down the hilt of the knife, Cao Wenzhao felt even more eager and looking forward to the battle. This combat knife is even better than the standard equipment of the Flying Cavalry Battalion.

This saber not only has a good steel mouth, but also has a beautiful shape and is easy to use. Moreover, there are only nine in total, which were given by the emperor himself to the two commanders of the flying cavalry battalion, the six battalion commanders, and Man Gui, who naturalized the flying cavalry battalion.

How can the sword come out of its sheath and return without blood? Cao Wenzhao narrowed his eyes, remembering the ardent anticipation when he gave the sword, and he also seemed to feel the sound of the sword thirsty for blood.

It is inevitable that the general will die in battle, which is the cruelty and unpredictability of war. But there are also loyal martyrs of the horse leather shroud, and there is also the glory of being a marquis and a lord.

And when it comes to military positions like Cao Wenzhao, Zhou Yuji, Huang Degong and others, they are professional soldiers. Since it is called a profession, no one wants to be unemployed, and no one wants to be idle until old age.

How many generals in the history of the Ming Dynasty wanted to be successful, and they still wanted to provoke a war when they had nothing to do!

Now there is no need to find trouble, it is truly loyal to the country and serve our emperor.

Now it is not "drunk to pick up the lamp to look at the sword, dreaming of blowing the horn company camp", but "the horse-made Lu is fast, the bow is like a thunderbolt", and the big battle is just around the corner.

Fighting on the battlefield and winning the first battle, not only "the king of the world", but also "winning the name before and after his death", isn't it beautiful and strong!

Cao Wenzhao narrowed his eyes slightly, but he was also a little impatient in his heart, and when he was about to look back, he heard the sound of screaming and breaking the sky. He tilted his head slightly, and countless bright tails passed by in the night sky, flying in the direction of the enemy camp.

"Here we go!" Cao Wenzhao pulled out his sword suddenly, pointed forward hard, and shouted: "Beat the drum, attack!" ”

The screams continued, and hundreds of rockets spewed flames, lighting up the night sky and the thousands of attacking troops.

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