In the past few days, the situation in Songshan Fort has become more and more critical.

The entire Houjin forces have all been assembled in the only remaining open area of Songshan Fort and Quang Ninh Houtun.

The white and blue camp tents rose one after another, the flags covered the sky, the war horses neighed, the soldiers were in formation, the iron armor was solemn, and from a distance, there was an invincible male soldier in the world.

Not only Yanguli's red flag, but also Mang Gurtai's white flag, Daishan's two blue flags, and the white flag led by Amin, in addition, Nurhachi also sent one of the three flags to the battlefield, wanting to take this town fort between Ningyuan and Guangning.

After several days of attrition, the Ming army in Songshan Fort was exhausted, both food and water were consumed sharply, people were dying every moment, and they had to worry about Houjin's large-scale attack every moment.

From Zu Dashou to Luo Yiyi, Qi Bingzhong to the soldiers of the Ming army, no one knows what kind of bloody hell awaits them next.

At the moment, Houjin Camp.

"At present, Songshan Fort is like a trapped beast, and it is only a matter of time before he is taken," Dai Shan took the first position on the high seat, stroking his beard with his hand, and it seemed that he was full of confidence in taking Songshan Fort.

Mang Gultai, Amin, Yanguli and the others sat down and did not speak, but judging from their expressions, they had different thoughts.

Mang Gurtai's face was domineering and gloomy, and he obviously had a lot of complaints about not taking Songshan Fort for a long time - a matter of time? How much does Little Songshan Fort lose and is the elite of the Eight Banners enough?

On the other side, Erbeile Amin had just led a light horse from southern Liaoning to Guangning, his eyes squinted slightly, his hands folded on his sleeves and he did not speak.

Yanguli and Heshuotu and others had miscommanded in the early stage, but they were passive, and now they have no power to speak.

In addition, there are Hu Erhan and other meritorious veterans.

"Songshan Fort is still a trapped beast, but it can't be spent here forever, and if it goes on for a long time, I won't be able to last long," Hurhan finally spoke.

The meaning is very clear, Songshan Fort can't be attacked for a long time, and it can only lose its strength in vain.

Huerhan is different from ordinary courtiers, he is the old minister of Jianzhou who followed Nurhachi, and he is one of the most trusted ministers of the old slave.

This time, Nurhachi sent Huerhan to supervise the battle, obviously with an order from the Qincha.

Therefore, as soon as Huerhan opened his mouth, everyone in the tent was silent, and no one wanted to be a bird.

Whether it is enterprising Songshan Fort or Ningyuan City.

"General Mao, you are Han, what do you think of our army's dispatch of Songshan Fort and Ningyuan City this time?"

In the end, it was Hu Erhan who spoke again, but the object of the inquiry was Mao Wenlong, who had been silent.

Since the surrender, Mao Wenlong has been saying that he is not sick, this time the army entered Guangning, Nurhachi forced him to set off with the army, these days, Mao Wenlong has been following under the account of Mang Gurtai, but it is still not an inch.

does not cooperate and does not contribute, probably because of Mao Wenlong's last stubbornness as Hanchen.

At this time, everyone's eyes fell on this Hanchen.

"Songshan Fort, besiege but not attack, the army can turn to Ningyuan City," Mao Wenlong sighed lightly at the end of his nose, and continued after a while: "If Ningyuan City is taken, the hearts of Songshan Fort will collapse." ”

"What about the army of Wakamatsuyama Fort?" Yanguli asked.

"Zu Dashou," Mao Wenlong shook his head and said, "He is cautious in managing the army, and he will not rush to support, if Wang Qi gives him the order to stick to Songshan Fort, he will not send troops!" ”

"Can you persuade the ancestors to live a long life?" Huerhan was silent for a few breaths, and then suddenly spoke.

Well?

Mao Wenlong's eyes flashed, and he was quite displeased: "I can't say anything about this!" ”

"It's ridiculous to be a second minister, and to be disloyal to the master, the two ends of the head rat!" Mang Gurtai laughed when he heard this: "You Mao Wenlong should learn from Fan Wencheng and the like, and be a slave with peace of mind in order to survive!" ”

With a click, Mao Wenlong's five fingers suddenly clenched, if he hadn't cared about thousands of brothers, he would have drawn his sword and stabbed this person!

"What should you do, what's the use of being angry, what don't you dare to do?" Mang Gurtai sneered: "If you show loyalty, you should lead the army to battle, climb Ningyuan City, break its city, plunder women, kill its men, if you are not loyal, you should draw your sword and kill me, be a loyal and good general of the Southern Dynasty, sitting here with eyebrows and eyebrows, is it a hero's doing?" ”

Mang Gurtai's words were like a basin of cold water pouring from head to toe in summer, making Mao Wenlong, who had been hesitant, stay in place in an instant.

I don't want to die, and I don't want to be a thief; I want to be reused and enjoy the glory and wealth, but I don't want to be infamous and be the second minister

It's always hesitating, it's always swaying from side to side.

An Cheng Hero?

Thinking of this, Mao Wenlong's forehead was full of anger, his eyes were fierce, and he said angrily: "Return the five thousand men and horses under your command to me, and tomorrow, I will bypass Songshan Fort!" Will break Ningyuan City!! ”

As soon as Mao Wenlong's voice fell, everyone in the tent was happy.

If Mao Wenlong is willing to serve, another tiger will be added!

"Good !!" Dai Shan slapped the table, and immediately said: "I promise you 5,000 elite soldiers, together with the three Belle Mang Gurtai, a total of 10,000 people, and set off tomorrow to march into Ningyuan City!" As for Matsuyama Fort, the place of death too! The Ming army trapped the beast, don't fight with him, take me to start the Great Khan tomorrow, if you agree, then my army will all turn to Ningyuan City! ”

Obviously, everyone in the tent agreed with giving up the attack on Songshan Fort and then attacking Ningyuan City.

The land of Songshan Fort is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but the Ming army does not wait to take the initiative to attack, just leave Yanguli and others here, and the Houjin army can directly turn around and attack Ningyuan City!

However, this matter still needs the consent of the Great Khan

Ningyuan City, which is dozens of miles away from Songshan Fort, is also not allowed to sleep peacefully these days.

Since Wang Qi led the army to the expedition, Xiong Tingbi has been sending people to investigate the news of Songshan Fort every day, firstly, to calm the people's hearts, and secondly, to support the dispatch of troops at any time.

Everyone knows that once Songshan Fort is gone, Ningyuan City, a lonely city, is a fat duck sent to Houjin's mouth, and it can't fly away.

But from today onwards, for some reason, none of the spies and scouts sent out came back on time, leaving at midnight, and not a single word came back at three o'clock in the evening.

This cast a shadow on the hearts of everyone in Ningyuan City.

Because this means that the news of Ningyuan City and Songshan Fort was cut off by Houjin.

Unless you send troops to support directly, you can only wait to die.

"My lord, several Houjin scouts and cavalry teams have been found outside the city, constantly patrolling and probing outside the field, spying on my movements in the city," Yuan Chonghuan hadn't closed his eyes for two days, and the whole person was in an extreme state of excitement, and he was discussing with Xiong Tingbi about the enemy's strategy at the moment.

"Songshan Fort has been holding out for seven days, and it is expected that the loss of troops will be lost, and it has reached the most rare time, if Houjin turns to Ningyuan City now, it will buy some respite for Songshan Fort," Xiong Tingbi has always worn the long sword left by Wang Qi for himself these days, and it looks like he has a little more martial power.

"Although there are more than 20,000 soldiers and horses in Ningyuan City, they are all old and weak Man Gui and Zhao Shujiao who have been patrolling the city defense in the past few days, and almost half of the available soldiers," Yuan Chonghuan frowned, and heavy dark circles hung on his face.

"Lord Yuan, you should know that when Wang Qi left Ningyuan City and led his troops to the north, what he thought in his heart was that he probably didn't leave a way back for himself, let alone a way back for you and me," Xiong Tingbi pressed his sword with his hand, and his tone was mocking: "He Wang Qi has the talent to defeat the enemy one day, and he is desperate to settle the situation in one battle, what about you and me?" There's only one way to go this time."

Yuan Chonghuan looked solemn, waiting for Xiong Tingbi's words.

"You and I Wenchen, if you bury your bones in Ningyuan City, you have to leave two lines of pen in the annals, it is enough!"

(End of chapter)