In the twelfth year of Chongzhen, on the seventh day of the third month, Pingdan, the sun rose in the east.

The starlight was dim, the moon was hidden, and the cold wind whistled and lingered between the valley floors in the mountains.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

The high-spirited war drums sounded again from the camp of the Ming army.

"Mighty!"

The tsunami-like shouts of the mountains resounded among the mountains again.

The victory in the first battle made the momentum of the Ming army great.

At the celebration banquet last night, Sun Chuanting ordered the armor soldiers to bring several treasure chests full of silver, and handed out the bounty on the spot, without any deduction.

And for those who were wounded, money was also sent as a subsidy.

The war dead were also recorded in their pensions, which were paid in full by the officers of the Ministry of War according to the list, and were jointly supervised by the town and battalion generals.

Charge into battle, no worries!

It is said that one blow, then decline, three and exhaustion.

But on the second day, the spirit of the Ming army not only did not weaken, but rose again, and completely reached its peak.

Sun Chuanting's prestige in the hearts of the soldiers in various towns and camps also climbed to an extremely high position in just a few days.

"Attack!!"

With the military order of Sun Chuanting, who was in the middle army of Dongshan, the three formations of soldiers all moved in response to the flag and attacked the mountain on their backs.

The shouts of the Ming army echoed again between the mountains and filled everyone's ears.

On the east and west sides, Cao Bianjiao and Wu Sangui both led the first soldiers to take the lead in the Qing army camp, vowing to take the lead first.

The Ming army in Nanshan was also riveted and held its breath.

The east and west mountains have already captured a barracks, but they all did daywork yesterday, and they did not capture any of the camps, so they are naturally unwilling.

On the periphery of Nanshan, there are three camps, which guard the intersection of the three roads.

At this time, under the foot of Nanshan, the battalions of Xuanfu Town and Jizhou Town, as well as the battalions of the three sides of Shaanxi, occupied a mountain road.

"The east and west mountains have already captured the camp of Jiannu, leaving us alone in the south mountain without an inch? Are you willing to be laughed at by everyone?! ”

Yang Guozhu was wearing a three-flag moonlight helmet on his head, wearing a black armor, wearing a battle robe, and exposing the sleeve on his right side, with a terrifying expression, and shouted loudly.

"Attacking the mountain today, there is no advance or retreat, there is victory and no defeat, the sons and daughters of Xuanfu, follow me to kill slaves!!"

Yang Guozhu held high the Yanling sword, took the lead, and led a group of family members to take the lead in the charge.

The soldiers who were ready to attack the mountain were stunned at first, and then one by one they only felt that their blood was surging, and their blood was boiling.

"Slave Killer !!"

The battalions of Xuanfu Town were the first to react, they raised their swords high, and under the leadership of their respective generals, they surged forward with a wild scream, and quickly overflowed the hill slopes like a tide!

"Their soldiers are brave! Don't our soldiers in Jizhou have the guts?! ”

In the big array in Jizhou Town, there were generals shouting angrily.

"Brothers, kill slaves with me!!"

A sound of killing slaves echoed in the military array of Jizhou Town, and countless battalions of Jizhou Town stepped forward one after another.

They rushed along the mountain road, along the slope, towards the Qing army camp between the mountain passes!

The battalions of Xuanfu and Jizhou were surging, and the Qin soldiers standing on the far right were also surging with their hearts.

Zuo Guangxian led dozens of family members, standing on the high slope, looking down on the soldiers.

Zuo Guangxian slowly raised the Yanling knife in his hand, he just said two short words, and he had already mustered up the morale of the soldiers of the three-sided battalion town in Shaanxi under the slope!

"Kill!!"

"Kill !!"

Under the hillside, more than 5,000 Shaanxi soldiers shouted in unison and swarmed forward!

Since Zuo Guangxian went all the way, he successively served as a garrison, guerrilla, general, deputy commander-in-chief, and finally rose to the commander-in-chief of Guyuan, not by the support of others, nor by the mercy of others.

Zuo Guang relied on the sword in his hand first, and almost everything was fought by him with a knife and a shot.

In addition to Cao Wenzhao, in the entire three sides of Shaanxi, his contribution has always been the most, and he is regarded as a "general"!

Zuo Guangxian has always been in a very high position among the battalions on the three sides of Shaanxi, and now it is just a single killing, which has already made the three armies move when they hear it.

The Battle of Qingshan Pass started again, and the morale of the Ming army was once again high, which brought great pressure to the Qing army.

The horns of the Qing army camps in various places on the Daqing Mountain sounded continuously, and the Qing army heralds carrying the order flag walked through the various mountain roads with difficulty.

Groups of armored soldiers hurried along the mountain road towards the various emergency camps.

A letter asking for help was sent down the mountain road into the Great Wall, all the way to the seventy-two scrolls, and presented to Dolgon.

Dolgon's brow furrowed, staring at the Ming army in the distance, like a tide.

On the east and west sides, the Ming army each broke through a barracks, so that the original defense line was already broken, and the outermost defense line was actually broken.

Originally, Dorgon planned to abandon the outermost and outer fortresses on the night of the third day, taking advantage of the darkness, and gradually shrink the defensive line to the outer layer.

Then on the fifth day, it will shrink to the inner layer, and finally the whole division will be able to get out of the customs safely.

The line of defense had to be contracted, for as the baggage and plundered population had to be removed.

Thirty-nine barracks, 60,000 soldiers were more than enough to defend.

But with the loss of soldiers, it is impossible to maintain so many strongholds all the time.

The outermost fortifications now seemed to be largely untenable, and Dorgon's initial estimate was that the Ming army would barely breach one or two of them the next day.

On the fourth day, it was possible to uproot all the outskirts of the strongholds.

At this time, half of the baggage that is now stranded in the customs can be transported outside the customs, and there is plenty of time.

When the time comes, he will shrink the defensive line, leaving only a few heavy troops to guard a few key roads, and after transporting the last things out of the pass, the last palace army will go out of the pass again.

However, the Ming army attacked fiercely, more than several times faster than Dorgon expected.

Yesterday alone, there were nearly 2,000 casualties, although most of the casualties were Han and Mongol soldiers who were co-accomplices.

But such casualties are already close to reaching a critical line.

At the moment, it seems that tonight we may have to abandon the outermost strongholds, abandon the outermost barracks, and retreat to the second line of defense.

The biggest flaw of the outermost line of defense is that it is difficult to connect, it is far away from each other, and the speed of assistance is slow.

Now that the two villages have been breached, there are holes in the defense line, and the Ming army can attack through these two camps by detouring the long road.

And now, the Ming army is already doing this.

"Attack and defend, pay attention to the movements of the Ming army, inform the outermost camp, and if there is a risk of falling into encirclement, it is allowed to give up voluntarily."

Dorgon withdrew his gaze, pondered for a long time, and then gave a new order.

Dorgon had made up his mind, and he was ready to give up, and just this evening, he would abandon most of the outermost fortifications on the eastern and western hills, leaving only the two most important ones.

As for the camps in Nanshan, the outermost three camps, I am afraid that they will not be able to be saved, no matter whether the Ming army captures these three camps today, he is ready to give up.

The outermost camp is lost when it is lost, and the outermost camp is not strong in defense, because the terrain is indeed low.

However, the subsequent camps on the mountainside will be much stronger and more precipitous, and the defensive ability will be much stronger.

Dorgon had already made up his mind to shrink his line and secure his position.

……

Five hours (10:35).

Nanshan position.

Zuo Guangxian slowly unfolded the paperwork in his hand.

The Qing army once again increased its troops to aid the east and west mountains, Cao Bianjiao of the east mountain broke through a camp again, and Wu Sangui of the west mountain was not to be outdone, and also broke through a camp, giving the Qing army huge pressure.

Zuo Guang put down the paperwork in his hand first, and looked to the left, where a deafening shout was coming from the left.

A fiery red banner was constantly dancing in the air - Yang Guozhu had also broken through a barracks!

The Qing army's camp was broken, the remnants of the defeated generals were retreating to the rear along the mountain road, and the Ming army in the broken village was also constantly pursuing along the mountain road, and fierce battles were being fought everywhere.

However, Yang Guozhu's victory does not mean that the other two roads win, Jizhou Town still has not been able to achieve much results, and it is the two yellow flags in the Qing army sequence that guard Nanshan.

The two yellow flags are the descendants of Huang Taiji's troops, with strong combat power and well-equipped, and the terrain of Nanshan is much more steep than the east and west mountains, so it is naturally difficult to break.

And Zuo Guangxian also encountered the same problem here.

"Miscellaneous sons, miscellaneous sons! They're all fucking lunatics! ”

Mixed Star Whitten clenched his teeth, and his hand holding the knife was trembling.

In Shaanxi, whether it was fighting with other rogues or fighting with officers and soldiers, he had never fought such a fierce battle.

Hui Dengxiang's armor was torn, gray, covered with blood, and looked extremely sloppy, without the demeanor of the former when he was in Shaanxi.

"No wonder those Liao soldiers are all so capable of fighting."

Ma Jinzhong, who was standing next to Hui Dengxiang, was not much better at this time, he had just retreated with Hui Dengxiang, and he was covered in blood and embarrassed, and said with a wry smile.

"It's all such a group of savages, you can't fight it, I'm afraid I don't know where to bury it."

Ma Jinzhong was also terrified in his heart at this time, and thousands of people filled it in, but he couldn't beat a small village.

The slave soldiers in the stockade were not wearing armor, and they were braver than ordinary officers and soldiers.

But those armor-piercing slave soldiers are really ruthless, especially those heavily armored soldiers, all of them are like deaths, not like people, but more like evil ghosts.

The archers of the slave soldiers shot extremely accurately, ruthlessly and viciously.

Whitden glanced to the east and whispered.

"I heard that Xiao Cao broke another battalion, I don't know if it's true."

Ma Jinzhong spat on the ground and scolded.

"Donkey Ball's, that's a monster, can we compare with him?!"

"These! Lao Tzu has never suffered such a big loss! ”

Ma Jinzhong scolded and scolded, gritted his teeth, and moved forward.

"What kind of size is it if you continue to fight like this...... Didn't Chen Wang say anything......"

As he spoke, Hui Dengxiang felt Hui Dengxiang nudge him.

"Lao Hui, you are a chop, you have nothing to push me......"

Ma Jinzhong turned his head a little impatiently to look at Hui Dengxiang who was standing aside, and the curse words in his mouth were stuck in his throat in the middle of the time.

Ma Jinzhong's follow-up words were all held under his throat, and he couldn't say half a sentence.

Because of the Chen Wang he just said, he was less than five steps away from him at this time.

"Chen ......"

"Chen ......"

Ma Jinzhong stammered, Chen Wang was as ruthless as Cao Bianjiao, and he was also defeated by Chen Wang.

Moreover, King Chuang Gao Yingxiang was defeated by Chen Wang, and Ma Jinzhong was naturally afraid in his heart.

At the moment, Chen Wang was just wronged, and Chen Wang, the main master, appeared in front of him, and he was naturally even more panicked.

Ma Jinzhong's discussion had already been heard by Chen Wang.

But Chen Wang didn't pay attention to Ma Jinzhong.

He has never been a narrow-minded person, so that he can't tolerate even a word of complaint.

What Ma Jinzhong and Hui Dengxiang did before, Chen Wang also saw in his eyes.

When attacking the mountain, Ma Jinzhong and Hui Dengxiang were not timid, and the two of them took the lead and killed a lot of Tartars, and they were also considered to be a man.

Chen Wang's mind was now all in front of the camp in front of him.

"———— Cymbal"

The sound of retreating gold came, and all the Ming troops who were attacking the village on the mountain road all looked down.

Many people were reluctant, but even so, they understood that it was time to retreat.

In the camp of the Qing army, a burst of victorious cheers also sounded at this time.

The retreat of the Ming army was not completely disorderly, but fought and retreated, and most of the soldiers killed and wounded in the battle were taken down by the retreating soldiers.

The Qing army did not take advantage of the situation to cover up the killing, and their condition was not good.

They also have wounded soldiers who need to be treated, soldiers who died in battle need to be reined in, and there are broken walls that need to be repaired, and they must seize the time to complete the repair while the Ming army temporarily withdraws.

The Qing army generals in the camp shouted and shouted at the soldiers who could still move, and gave orders loudly.

Everything seems to be the same as yesterday.

But soon, everything was very different from yesterday.

The faces of the Qing soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield on the camp wall suddenly changed drastically, and they shouted something in a panicked victory, which made the others in the camp extremely puzzled.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!!"

In the next moment, a huge roar came from the bottom of the mountain, and the outer camp wall collapsed at the same moment.

Before a Qing army general who was close to the camp wall could react, he was already killed by the artillery that passed through the camp wall.

The sudden upheaval caused all the Qing troops to fall into panic.

"Tick ——————"

A piercing and sharp suona suddenly sounded from the bottom of the mountain.

In the camp, all the Qing army armor soldiers clenched their blades in their hands and followed the prestige towards the bottom of the mountain.

But the large amount of smoke and dust raised by the collapsed camp wall obscured their vision.

Soon, however, they saw everything.

Countless heavy armored infantry wearing Ming armor, wearing Ming armor, and holding blades and shields in their hands, passed through the smoke and dust, stood on top of the corpses all over the ground, and lined up neatly military towns, slowly overwhelmed!

The cold light of the cold forest is breathtaking, countless red tassels are churning in the north wind, and the frantic mountain wind rolls up a fiery red banner in the array.

The beads are fluttering, the pheasant tails are linked, and the flags are waving.

It's just that before anyone could see the words on the flag, in the next moment, a large number of heavy arrows were already shot out from the Ming army's formation!

This was mentioned in the previous chapters.

Chen Wang's cavalry training was to the highest standard, and the elite of each army was selected later, compared to the Qing army's guard camp, that is, Bayala soldiers.

(End of chapter)