The one thousand and eleventh round

The next morning, that is, on the fourth day of October, the Dashun army again organized an attack on the Liaodong Army, but failed again.

On the sixth day of October, the artillery position of the Liaodong Army was completed. The most powerful and longest-range Shenwei Invincible General Cannon appeared on the position.

This is a heavy artillery specially used to attack fortifications, the Liaodong Army is equipped with 16 guns, firing cone-shaped metal blasting shells, using smokeless gunpowder as a medicine guide, using heavy horses as traction, and equipped with the most advanced pipe retreat structure.

On the morning of the same day, Huang Long personally went to the front line and commanded the artillery to shell Tongguan.

Almost all the shells landed in one area, and the entire city was crumbling under the fire.

Kong Youde and Azig were a little excited as they looked at the shells that kept falling on the city pass.

The power of this cannon is terrifying.

"No wonder His Highness wants to name the cannon 'Divine Mighty Invincible General Cannon, it really deserves this name at first glance."

Kong Youde turned his head to look at Azig: "I estimate that the enemy will not last long before he has to withdraw his troops. However, the fighting spirit of the army is high, and it will not be willing to lose."

"Could it be that he still plans to sneak up on our army?" Azig thought it was a little incredible.

"It's possible."

After these few days of fighting, Kong Youde finally understood why His Highness arranged for him to deal with the main force of the Dashun army.

If the Dashun army will habitually discard some cities, but Tongguan will not.

Tongguan is the gateway to Shaanxi, and Li Zicheng will definitely defend it desperately.

Kong Youde commanded the army with the longest combat time and training time, and it happened to be a head-to-head confrontation with the Dashun army.

As if to confirm Kong Youde's words, Xiang Zuolin, who was in the rear of the side, sent someone to report that a Dashun army was attacking, and Xiang Zuolin had already led the army to meet it.

"Send an order to Nikan, ordering him to quickly reinforce Xiang Zuolin and cut off the enemy's rear route." Kong Youde immediately ordered.

This Nikan was not a relative of Azig, but a Nikan of the Nara clan, who was mainly responsible for the rear security of the army.

At the same time, news came from the front that three hundred cavalry of the Shun army tried to storm the artillery positions.

However, without Kong Youde's arrangement, it has been repelled by the Liaodong Army, which had long been prepared on the front line.

Azig said excitedly: "The army is really tenacious, it's all like this, and it's still attacking desperately."

"We can't take it lightly. I have sent a letter to Lord Hong and General Meng, who are besieging Yan'an Mansion, asking him to besiege Yan'an Mansion while making a move southward."

Kong Youde said with a smile.

"In this way, the invading army can be forced to withdraw in order to rescue Xi'an." Azig looked at the map and understood Kong Youde's strategic intentions.

According to the information they had, the Northern Route Army of Hong Chengchou and Meng Qiaofang successively captured Mizhi and Suide, and then surrounded Yan'an Mansion.

They pinned down Li Guo, the most important general under Li Zicheng, on the North Road.

Du Du judged the situation and continued to move south, attacking Pingyang Province and Lu'an Province to ensure the safety of the flank of Kongyou's German army.

The ability to achieve such a tacit understanding is related to the close cooperation between the communication company and the beacon post troops.

It is also related to the occupation of the area, the establishment of post stations in the first place.

Well-trained soldiers traveled between the mountains and wilderness in groups of five, and informed the three parties of the Liaodong Army one by one through the post station company as a whole.

This also enabled Yang Chengying to be able to grasp the battle situation ahead more accurately in Beijing.

On the east side of the Wenhua Palace, a huge map hangs.

This is a map of the geographical situation that Yang Chengying completed in the year of the Apocalypse based on his own memory and ancient books.

The above is a more detailed standard of the state capitals and counties of the land of China, as well as the geography of mountains and rivers.

After all, he used to be a top student, and drawing homework is one of his specialties.

The arrows made of paper on the map all point to Li Zicheng's Dashun regime.

Different colors represent different forces.

Three of them are big red and a few small red, representing the direction of the Liaodong Army's attack.

Blue represents Zhang Xianzhong, according to necessarily

Reliable information, he took Hanzhong.

The black represents You Shilu and Gao Jie, who are attacking the Xiangyang and Henan regions.

"According to front-line intelligence, it is inevitable that Li Zicheng will abandon Xi'an."

Zu Dashou held a baton in his hand, pointed to the map and analyzed, "It is very likely that he will march to the Huguang area. You Shilu and Gao Jie are definitely not his opponents, should we prevent Li Zichengnan from escaping to Jiangnan?"

"Your concerns are valid." "So, we have to adjust our strategy in a timely manner."

"Your Highness means ......"

"Pro-conscription, of course!" Yang Chengying got up, stretched his waist, and faced the ministers, "The guards have also rested enough, and there are still Shang Kexi and Li Dingguo's troops in the south, which is enough to eliminate the weak Zhu Yousong."

Everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Chengying, full of trust.

Fan Wencheng was a little worried: "Your Highness, the rebellion in various places has not completely subsided, is it appropriate for Your Highness to leave at this time?"

"All the officials have already arrived in the capital, and it is enough for my son to supervise the country."

Yang Chengying said: "What's more, I also want to see which restless people want to moths to the fire."

Chen Mingxia's body trembled.

He had just sent away the "Plague God" Chen Zhixuan not long ago, and his breath had not eased up, and he was frightened by Yang Chengying again.

Xue Guoguan was also a little cramped and uneasy.

However, I am more fortunate that I have to listen to Chen Mingxia's words, otherwise I will die.

"Order Wu Sangui and Yue Zhi to lead the army to Jinan, and wait for me to converge in the south."

Yang Cheng announced to the public: "We will bypass Henan, go south along the Grand Canal, recover Jiangnan in one fell swoop, and then go up the river to recover Huguang and other places."

"Yes."

All the officials in the hall agreed in unison.

Xue Guoguan and some other ministers were still wondering why Yang Chengying didn't personally lead the army to eliminate the biggest enemy, Li Zicheng, but stayed in Beijing all the time, and now they completely understand.

Yang Chengying was not stumped by the counterattack of the squires in various places, but waited until the situation in the world became clear, and personally led the army to eliminate the imperial court in the south.

The purpose of this is to completely cut off the thoughts of the corporal doctor in the world, and in the future, he can only pinch his nose and obey orders under Yang Chengying.

After the meeting ended, Xue Guoguan found Chen Mingxia from the crowd and solemnly gave a salute.

Chen Mingxia felt a little inexplicable: "Master Xue, why are you doing this?"

"Brother Baishi, if it weren't for your order, I would have almost made a big mistake." Xue Guoguan was grateful.

"I also felt sympathy for the same disease, so I reached out to help. Now the situation is very clear."

"yes. It's a pity that Chen Zhi couldn't understand it thoroughly, and he still led people to meditate outside the end gate."

"He didn't bring about his own destruction, but he delayed everyone's future. Originally, if you cooperated well with the officials, you could take the exam and become an official. After such a fuss, they have no hope of entering the official career at all."

"Your Highness can really calm down and let them continue to make trouble like this."

"This is just a disease of scabies, and His Highness has only one goal - Emperor Hongguang."

"Hey! The south side is finished."

Finished?

Hum! The southern court, however, felt good about itself and fell into wave after wave of infighting.

It is perfectly interpreted: the swallow is in the hall, and I don't know that the building will fall.