Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

Ma Shiyao fought a great battle in Daming. The good news spread quickly throughout the military camp and eventually reached the ears of Li Zicheng, the King of Rebellion. At this moment, Li Zicheng was sitting in a makeshift command post. The sun was shining outside the window, but the tense atmosphere inside the room made it seem a little depressing.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! This is great news! We have captured Daming City!" Nangong Shangpu's face was all smiles, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were stretched out with excitement. He stood aside and spoke in a flattering manner, as if he had also made great military achievements.

Cheng Minghe also echoed: "Your Majesty is wise and powerful, and the Dashun Army is invincible!" His voice was loud and proud, as if he was cheering for the glory of the entire Dashun Army.

However, at this moment of celebration, Li Yan frowned, looking troubled. His eyes were deep, as if he could see through the joy in front of him and see the crisis hidden behind.

Seeing this, King Chuang couldn't help but feel a little doubtful, so he asked, "Li Qing, what are you worried about?" His voice was low and powerful, with a bit of irresistible majesty.

Before he finished speaking, the three messengers rushed to the King of Chuang almost at the same time, as if they had made an appointment. Their faces were full of anxiety and tension, as if a disaster would befall them in the next moment.

"Reporting to the Emperor!" The first messenger bowed respectfully and said, "General Yan Tianlu and Huang Degong are fighting in the north of the city. Requesting support!" His voice was quick and powerful, with a certain urgency that could not be questioned.

"Support?" King Chuang asked with narrowed eyes, "Why did General Yan get into trouble so quickly?" There was some confusion and worry in his tone, as if he was anxious about Yan Tianlu's situation.

"That villain Huang Degong divided his troops into three groups. The infantry was the main force and they charged here directly. The cavalry from Jizhou was also holding back our old camp. What's more cruel is that he also sent several thousand infantry to launch a surprise attack on our west camp and cut off General Yan's retreat." The messenger said in one breath, his face full of anxiety and helplessness.

"Isn't there Luo Wenbin behind General Yan? Where is he?" Nangong Shangpu was so anxious that he didn't care about etiquette. His voice was sharp and harsh, as if he was angry at Luo Wenbin's dereliction of duty.

"The barracks for new recruits was burned down. The new recruits were scared and fled in all directions. The old soldiers were outnumbered and couldn't win the battle." The messenger's voice was low and weak, as if he felt sorry for those innocent new recruits.

As soon as the first messenger finished speaking, the second one continued to report: "Your Majesty, I heard that the south gate of Daming City has also been breached. Gu Kecheng and Sang Dongxu request to send troops into the city." His voice was quick and powerful, with a sense of unquestionable urgency.

The third one was not willing to be outdone: "There are also new developments on the side of Generals Li You and Wu Ruyi..." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by King Chuang.

After hearing this, King Chuang fell into deep thought. His eyes were deep and sharp, as if he could see through the fog and see the truth behind it. He began to think about countermeasures and how to deal with this sudden change.

"Is there any movement from Gao Jie in Guan County?" King Chuang asked. His voice was deep and powerful, with a certain unquestionable majesty.

"The city is surrounded by Ming troops on the east, west and north sides. The spies have to go around the south to get back. The specific situation is not clear yet." Gao Yigong answered. He is the brother-in-law of the King of Chuang and is responsible for security and intelligence work. His face is full of anxiety and helplessness, as if he is worried about this sudden change.

King Chuang's face became more solemn. He was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about something important. Then he turned to Li Yan and asked, "Mr. Li, what do you think we should do?" His voice was low and powerful, with a certain unquestionable majesty and expectation.

"We must take Daming City as soon as possible, otherwise we will be in danger!" Li Yan said firmly. His eyes flashed with determination and resolve, as if he was fighting for the future of the entire Dashun Army.

It was already daybreak, and nearly three hours had passed since the gathering. The soldiers were exhausted, and their faces were full of fatigue and anxiety, as if they would fall down at the next moment. If we can't take Daming City, and Gao Jie's army comes again, then we will be attacked from both sides. The 50,000 or 60,000 troops of Huang Degong and Gao Jie outside and the 15,000 people of Li Xingzhong inside add up to 60,000 or 70,000 troops! How can our exhausted army be their opponent?

But if we can take Daming City, we can rely on the strong city to resist the enemy. Li Yan's suggestion gave King Chuang hope, and his eyes flashed with determination.

After listening to Li Yan's suggestion, King Chuang immediately issued an order. His voice was loud and powerful, with a certain majesty and decisiveness that could not be questioned: "Mr. Li, you take 5,000 soldiers to support Zongdi, as long as the main force can return safely." Li Yan took the order and left. His figure quickly disappeared outside the door, with a certain determination and courage.

"Since there are no Ming troops in the west of the city, let Gu Kecheng and Sang Dongxu divide half of their forces and enter the city from the south gate; Li You and Wu Ruyi also divide 30% of their forces to enter the city together." King Chuang continued to give orders, his voice loud and powerful, with a bit of unquestionable majesty and decisiveness.

"Clear out the enemies inside the city immediately after entering." His tone was somewhat cold and ruthless, as if he was preparing for the upcoming battle.

"The troops in the north of the city should attack the city with all their might and strictly guard the city gates to prevent the Ming army from escaping north and joining Huang Degong." His voice was low and powerful, with a certain unquestionable majesty and determination.

After half of the enemies in the west of the city had withdrawn, Li Xingzhong breathed a sigh of relief on the top of the city wall. He deliberately opened the south gate to lure the enemy into the trap. His eyes flashed with cunning and coldness, as if he was excited about the upcoming battle.

The enemy will be thrown into chaos if they move, and we can win in the chaos. He silently repeated this sentence in his heart, as if he was feeling confident about the upcoming victory.

After seeing the enemy going away, Li Xingzhong immediately ordered: "Open the boxes and throw the contents into the city!" His voice was loud and powerful, with a bit of unquestionable majesty and decisiveness.

"Anyone who dares to hide will be beheaded in public!" His tone was somewhat cold and ruthless, as if he was angry at those who dared to disobey orders.

The Ming soldiers couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh when they saw this scene: "What a pity!" There was a hint of regret and helplessness in their voices, as if they were heartbroken for the property that was about to be thrown away. But in order to lure the enemy deeper, this strategy had to be implemented! They silently recited this sentence in their hearts, as if they were firm and determined for the upcoming battle.

Hundreds of Ming soldiers opened the boxes and threw the silver ingots and loose silver near the city gate. The glittering silver treasures were particularly dazzling in the sun, as if adding a bit of tragedy and cruelty to the upcoming battle.

At first, the Shun army thought it was a trick of the enemy and didn't take it seriously. But when they found out that it was really silver, they started to loot it. There was greed and enthusiasm in their eyes, as if they were excited and crazy about the money that was about to be in their hands.

"Surrender! We surrender!" The Ming soldiers on the top of the city shouted and threw silver down like rain. There was a hint of mockery and ridicule in their voices, as if they felt that the greedy Shun army was ridiculous and pathetic.

The Shun army included soldiers from the old camp, surrendered Ming troops, and hungry disaster victims. When they saw the silver, they were in chaos, as if they had lost all reason and order in an instant.

At first, they could barely control the situation, but later, as more and more silver was involved, the situation got completely out of control. Some people even started fighting over the silver, with madness and cruelty flashing in their eyes, as if they had turned into wild beasts in an instant.

Li Xingzhong immediately went down to the city gate, where the elite Ming soldiers were already waiting. Their faces were full of determination, as if they were excited and looking forward to the upcoming battle.

"Open the door! Lower the drawbridge!" Li Xingzhong's voice was loud and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty and decisiveness.

The city gates burst open, and the drawbridge dropped. The Ming soldiers roared and rushed out, their long-suppressed anger and resentment being completely released at this moment. Their eyes flashed with coldness and ruthlessness, as if they were angry and hateful for the greedy Shun army.

The Shun soldiers who were trying to grab the silver were so frightened that they quickly dropped the silver and picked up their weapons. But how could they be a match for the Ming army? Their eyes flashed with fear and despair, as if they had seen their own end in an instant.

The elite Ming army soldiers led by Li Xingzhong were wearing armor and had strong combat effectiveness. They had not participated in previous battles and were full of energy. In addition, many of them were soldiers who surrendered from the border army and were extremely brave. Their figures flashed across the battlefield like a flash of lightning, and they were invincible.

The Shun army had few elite soldiers, and the surrendered Ming army was afraid of death, and the disaster victims didn't even have the strength to fight. So the first to be defeated were the disaster victims, and then the surrendered Ming army. Seeing this, the elite Shun army soldiers also fled, their eyes flashing with despair and helplessness, as if they had lost all their courage and confidence in an instant.

The enemies in the west of the city were almost wiped out, leaving only some siege engines alone, which looked particularly desolate and helpless, as if they were sad and mourning for the dead soldiers.

Li Xingzhong did not stop, he continued to drive the remaining enemies to the north of the city, preparing to attack the Chuang army together with Gao Degong. His eyes flashed with determination and determination, as if he was excited and looking forward to the upcoming victory.

"Which troops are these?" Li Zicheng was riding on a tall horse, his brows furrowed, his eyes revealing doubt and uneasiness. He was wearing armor and a battle robe, looking majestic, but at this moment he could not hide his anxiety. Then he answered, "Oh, these are my elite troops, my warriors!" There was a hint of pride in his voice, but also a bit of helplessness.

He raised his telescope and carefully observed the situation on the opposite side. He saw that the Shun army on the opposite side was densely packed on the city wall. The number of people was increasing, and the momentum was getting more and more fierce, like a group of hungry ants gnawing on a huge fruit, trying to swallow it in one bite. The bricks and stones on the city wall were shattered under the attack of the Shun army, and the dust was flying. The battle was extremely fierce.

The situation on the Ming army side was even more critical. The defensive materials such as rolling logs and rocks were almost used up, and they could only rely on cold weapons to fight the Shun army head-on. The soldiers sweated profusely, and the blood and sweat were intertwined. The battle never stopped. Their faces were full of fatigue and determination, but their eyes revealed an unyielding light.

The soldiers defending the city had an even harder time. They were attacked from both sides, and had to resist the Shun army outside and fight street battles with the enemy inside the city. They were attacked from both sides and suffered terribly, but they still held their positions and vowed not to retreat.

Suddenly, the South Gate was breached, and the Shun army poured in like a tide. The pressure on the Ming army in the city doubled, and the defeat was obvious. It was only a matter of time. Li Zicheng was filled with anxiety and helplessness, and he didn't know how to reverse this situation.

At this moment, before Li Zicheng had time to put down the telescope, he saw thousands of people running between the Shun army camp and the city wall of Damingfu at lightning speed. Their movements were fast and agile, like a group of cheetahs running on the grassland. Li Zicheng's face changed drastically and he was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

"What's going on?" he asked hurriedly, with a hint of anxiety and uneasiness in his voice.

"Report to the king, thousands of Ming soldiers suddenly rushed out of the west gate, and the Shun army that was attacking the city was caught off guard and has begun to collapse!" Gao Yigong reported hurriedly. There was a bit of anxiety and tension in his voice, and he was obviously stunned by this sudden change.

"Hurry up and pass the order..." Before Li Zicheng finished speaking, he realized that it was too late. He thought to himself that once the army began to collapse, if it could not be contained in time, the entire army would collapse. Just like the previous attack on Beijing, once the morale collapsed, it would be difficult to recover.

Gao Yigong did not dare to slack off and immediately led two thousand cavalrymen to rush out. They rushed out like an arrow from a bow, heading straight for the defeated Shun army. Gao Yigong was wearing silver armor, holding a spear, riding majestically on his horse, his eyes revealing determination and courage.

When the two armies were about two hundred steps apart, Gao Yigong shouted loudly: "Divide the army into four teams, with five hundred cavalry in each team. The first team will charge out one hundred and fifty steps, and then retreat. The second team will charge another one hundred steps, and the third team will charge fifty steps. If the fleeing soldiers do not stop, the first, second, and third teams will charge again with the fourth team!" His voice resounded through the sky, full of majesty and power.

This strategy really worked. As soon as the first team rushed out more than a hundred steps, the defeated Shun army retreated in fear. How could they dare to fight these cavalry head-on? They turned around and fled, trying to avoid this fatal attack.

The second team rushed forward, and the defeated soldiers fled in all directions. They were like headless flies, running around everywhere and completely losing their fighting power. Li Xingzhong also stopped chasing them when he saw this, because he was worried that chasing too hard would disrupt his formation. After all, keeping the formation intact and stable is crucial to the battle.

Those defeated soldiers didn't run far before they were picked up by the Shun army and became part of the Shun army again. They were reorganized and continued to fight. However, their morale was not as good as before, and their hearts were filled with fear and anxiety.

Li Zicheng looked at all this and his eyes fell on Li Xingzhong. He thought to himself: If Li Xingzhong defended the city, it would be difficult to attack. But now he came out of the city to fight in the field, which was exactly what Li Zicheng wanted. Although there were tens of thousands of Shun troops besieging the city, the elite troops had already been divided into the city. Although there were many remaining troops, it was not so easy to defeat Li Xingzhong.

Li Xingzhong also knew this, so he deliberately left the city to disperse Li Zicheng's forces. Once the South Gate was opened, Li Zicheng would have to divide his troops to enter the city; now that he was out of the city to fight in the field, Li Zicheng's forces would be even more dispersed. How many of the Shun army's elite troops would be left after the continuous division of troops? Li Xingzhong was full of confidence and expectation. He believed that he would be able to turn the situation around and win the final victory.

On the other hand, what about Li Xingzhong? Most of his men were surrendered soldiers from Sanbian and Xuanda areas of Shaanxi. After the refitting and reorganization in Liangxiang, the combat effectiveness of these soldiers was no worse than that of the elite of the Ming army. They wore uniform battle robes and held sharp weapons, and their eyes revealed determination and bravery. Moreover, these soldiers were paid in full and were in high spirits. On the other hand, what about the surrendered soldiers in the Shun army? They were dissatisfied and demoralized because they did not receive full military pay. With this increase and decrease, the outcome was already obvious.

"Kill!" With a thunderous shout, thousands of Ming soldiers turned their guns and rushed to the junction of the North City and the West City. That was where Xie Junyou was leading his troops to attack the city. They pounced on the enemy like a group of tigers, trying to swallow them up. "Why did the Ming army suddenly appear here?" Xie Junyou widened his eyes in surprise. He hurriedly picked up the telescope to observe, and sure enough, he saw Li Xingzhong leading a large army to kill. Their flags fluttered in the wind, their weapons flashed coldly in the sun, and they rushed towards the Shun army with great momentum.

He was in a dilemma: should he continue to attack the city? Or turn around and fight? If he attacked the city, he would be attacked from both sides; if he fought in the field, he would need to retreat and form a battle formation. But military orders are like mountains! Once an order is given, it is difficult to change it. Moreover, other troops did not understand the situation here. Seeing the sudden appearance of the Ming army, they might misjudge the situation and cause chaos.

"General, make a decision quickly! The Ming army is less than a mile away from us!" The guard urged anxiously. His voice was filled with anxiety and uneasiness, and he was obviously stunned by this sudden change.

"The front camp continues to attack the city! The rear camp forms a battle array to meet the enemy!" Xie Junyou gave the order decisively. His voice resounded through the sky, full of majesty and power. He knew that it was now a matter of life and death, and he had to make a quick decision to turn the situation around.

After giving the order, the Shun army outside the city immediately turned around and assembled into two square formations. They moved quickly and orderly, obviously having undergone rigorous training. This shows that Xie Junyou's command ability is still very outstanding. He is a rare general who can make decisions quickly and command confidently at critical moments.

But before he could be happy for long, Li Xingzhong's army had already arrived. When the two armies met, spears and shields flew back and forth, and blood and flesh flew everywhere. Life here became so fragile that it withered in an instant like a blade of grass. The battlefield was filled with a tragic and tragic atmosphere, which moved people.

Before the battle, Xie Junyou had imagined: If he could defeat Li Xingzhong and seize Daming Prefecture, how great his achievements would be! But the reality was so cruel. Although these exhausted soldiers had not yet reached the end of their strength, they were already close to their limit. More than four hours had passed since the battle began at Chou Shi. The soldiers were tired, sleepy, and hungry and were simply miserable. Their faces were full of fatigue and pain, but they still persisted in fighting.

What about the Ming army? They were well fed and rested, and their morale was high. Their faces were filled with confidence and courage, as if they had seen the dawn of victory. In such a contrast, Xie Junyou's army was quickly defeated. Those soldiers with more strength could still escape; but those with less strength? A dozen people could only stand back to back and barely support themselves. Their eyes revealed despair and helplessness, as if they had already seen their own end.

"Surrender and you will not be killed! You will be paid and reinstated!" A voice was heard from the front of the Ming army, trying to psychologically undermine the fighting spirit of the Shun army. This voice was like a ray of dawn that cut through the darkness, giving those dissatisfied Shun soldiers hope.

You know, many of the Shun army were Ming army soldiers who surrendered before. They joined the Shun army because they were dissatisfied with the court's arrears of pay. Now, how could they not be tempted when they heard the Ming army's promise to reimburse their military pay and restore their original positions? They began to discuss it, and some of them were even ready to surrender to the Ming army.

Sure enough, a surrendered soldier saw that he was about to be surrounded and annihilated, so he quickly swung his sword at his companions and shouted: "The Ming army is mighty!" His voice was full of determination and tragedy, as if he was announcing his choice to the world. Seeing this, others followed suit and began to kill each other, trying to show their loyalty and bravery in front of the Ming army.

As a result, Xie Junyou's troops became even more confused. They rushed around like a group of headless flies and completely lost their fighting power. The defeat was like a tide that could not be stopped, and they could only be slaughtered by the Ming army. Li Xingzhong looked at all this with a satisfied smile on his face. He knew that he had won the battle.

What on earth was going on? Gao Yigong, a burly general with a resolute face, followed the order of Li Zicheng, the King of Rebellion, and came to reinforce. As soon as he arrived at the edge of the battlefield, he was almost broken up by the fleeing Shun army. There was a flash of astonishment and confusion in his eyes. What on earth was going on?
The personal soldier who followed closely behind Gao Yigong, a thin soldier with sharp eyes, hurriedly reported loudly: "It's bad, Xie Junyou's troops have been defeated!" There was a bit of anxiety and helplessness in his voice.

"How come it's so fast?" Gao Yigong was stunned when he heard it, his face full of disbelief. His brows were furrowed, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

However, on the battlefield, time was running out and there was no time for further thought. Li Xingzhong's army was already approaching like a tide, their flags fluttering in the wind, as if foreshadowing the coming bloody storm.

"Quick, charge forward and fight! Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed without mercy!" Gao Yigong hurriedly issued military orders. His voice was filled with unquestionable determination, as if he wanted to suppress all doubts and anxieties.

On the battlefield, the elite troops of the Shun army and the elite troops of the Ming border army were fighting hard. Both sides were tough, and the soldiers were extremely brave and well-equipped. The Shun army was large in number and had reinforcements that could arrive at any time, so they were not afraid of sneak attacks; while the Ming army was in high spirits and full of energy, and they also rushed forward desperately. Amid the flashes of swords and shadows, the figures of the soldiers of both sides were seen shuttling and interweaving on the battlefield, like a picture of extreme tragedy.

Li Zicheng watched this scene from a distance, and he felt a little relieved. He immediately ordered Li You, Wu Ruyi, Zhongzhengying and Hongniangzi: "Quick, gather those scattered soldiers and attack Li Xingzhong from behind!" His voice was filled with anxiety and determination, as if he wanted to pin all his hopes on this battle.

How could Li Xingzhong disrupt tens of thousands of Shun troops with just a few thousand men? In fact, it was not because of his lack of strength, but because the Shun troops were thrown into disarray by his sudden attack. No one expected that Li Xingzhong would abandon the strong city and go out to fight a field battle. The generals were confused, and the soldiers were even more confused. They originally thought that they could defend safely behind the strong city, but they did not expect Li Xingzhong to be so bold in a field battle.

However, although Li Xingzhong's move temporarily disrupted the Shun army, he would suffer losses if he went deep into the enemy's territory alone. After all, his troops were limited and he could not fight a war of attrition with the Shun army for a long time.

While the two elite troops were fighting fiercely, Li You, Wu Ruyi and others had gathered the defeated soldiers and prepared to attack Li Xingzhong from behind. Their faces were full of determination and resoluteness, as if they wanted to vent all their anger and unwillingness in this battle.

Now, Li Xingzhong was attacked from both sides, and there was no strategic location to defend. His defeat was inevitable. He felt helpless and unwilling, but he knew that this was the cruelty and ruthlessness of the battlefield.

Although Li Xingzhong didn't know the situation of the defeated soldiers, he had already guessed it. He knew that in order to survive in a field battle, he had to keep moving. If he was trapped in the position and fighting the enemy, he would be surrounded by enemies and there was only one way to go. There was a flash of determination and firmness in his eyes, as if he wanted to pin all his hopes on this battle.

"Brothers, it's our turn!" Li Xingzhong said to the soldiers behind him. Although there were only more than a hundred of these soldiers, they were all old disciples of the Guanning Iron Cavalry and Li Xingzhong's confidants. They were all burly and resolute, as if they were warriors who had walked out of the mountains of swords and the sea of ​​fire. Since the death of Li Rusong, many Li generals in the Liaodong Army have died, but the Li clan still has a considerable influence in the army. These soldiers were grateful for Li Xingzhong's kindness and admired Li's bravery, so they accepted the order without hesitation.

They retreated to the back of the formation, tied a white cloth on their right arms as a mark, and received a sack to hand over to the infantry. They seemed to be scattered and disorganized, but in fact they were taking care of each other. The battlefield was in a mess, and no one noticed where these hundreds of people came from. As long as they saw the white cloth, they thought they were Shun troops. So they easily mixed in behind Gao Yigong.

"Stop! Which unit are you from?" Gao Yigong's general led several hundred soldiers to block them in front of the battle line. He was tall and mighty, with a stern face like an insurmountable mountain.

"We are General Li You's men, and we were dispersed by the Ming army." "I am General Wu Ruyi's cavalry, and we were also dispersed." "And we are from the Loyalty Camp..." The soldiers reported their identities nervously, their eyes flashing with anxiety and fear, as if they were rabbits being chased by hunters.

"What's in your sacks?" the warlord asked, his voice full of authority and unquestionable force.

"It's the baggage carrier, and it's filled with bedding," they answered, with a hint of trembling and uneasiness in their voices, as if they were hiding something.

When the commander heard this, his face darkened immediately: "No matter which unit you are from, you must listen to me now. I am the commander of General Gao Yigong, and I am responsible for killing deserters." After saying this, he asked the soldiers to draw their bows and load arrows. There was a hint of coldness and determination in his eyes, as if he wanted to put all the deserters to death.

"I'll give you a chance to live. Turn back and fight the Ming army immediately, or I'll punish you mercilessly!" the commander threatened. His voice was cold and ruthless, as if he was sentencing the deserters to their fate.

In order to survive, the defeated soldiers had no choice but to turn to Li Xingzhong. They were helpless and unwilling, but faced with the threat of the warlord, they had no choice but to surrender. The warlord pointed at the baggage soldiers carrying sacks and said, "You go too!" His voice was filled with unquestionable majesty.

"We are the baggage soldiers..." they argued. There was a bit of trembling and fear in their voices, as if they were expressing their innocence and helplessness.

"I am the king of the law here! Anyone who dares to stay will be treated as a deserter and beheaded immediately!" The warlord pointed his finger and said. "One..." Before he finished speaking, those people carrying sacks had already run away. Fear and despair surged in their hearts, as if they were souls being chased by the god of death.

This warlord is a living devil who kills without blinking an eye! Who dares not to listen to him? The baggage soldiers ran behind Gao Yigong, put down the sack and took out the quilt - it turned out that there was a gong hidden in the quilt! They beat the gong and shouted: "The emperor has ordered the troops to retreat!" There was a bit of urgency and anxiety in their voices, as if they were telling a big secret.

Gao Yigong was fighting with Li Xingzhong, and when he heard the voice, he turned around and saw what was going on. Why did they retreat? He had both the elite troops of the Shun army and the warriors of the old camp. Although he had not yet defeated the Ming army, he could still fight them for a while! Once the reinforcements arrived, Li Xingzhong would be finished!

But... those who shouted to retreat were not Shun troops, but Ming troops pretending to be them! Gao Yigong felt angry and unwilling, because he knew he had been deceived by the Ming army.

"Don't believe these rumors, keep attacking, don't let up!" Gao Yigong shouted while brandishing his sword. His voice was filled with anxiety and determination, as if he wanted to suppress all doubts and uneasiness. However, the battlefield was in chaos, and his voice could not be heard at all.

When the elite soldiers of the Shun army heard their own people beating gongs to retreat, they were so scared that they dropped their weapons and fled in all directions. One fled, two followed, ten, a hundred... In a blink of an eye, the elite soldiers became fleeing soldiers. The Ming army took the opportunity to pursue them, and the Shun army trampled on each other, with countless casualties. The battlefield was full of soldiers' corpses and blood, as if it was a purgatory on earth.

The situation was reversed in an instant, and the Ming army gained the upper hand. Li Zicheng was furious, clenching his fists. Although there were many soldiers and the loss of elite soldiers was tolerable, he could not give up those brothers in the old camp who had fought with him through thick and thin! Seeing the elite soldiers of the old camp fall one by one, Li Zicheng roared in anger: "Send a message to Gu Kecheng and Sang Dongxu in the east of the city, and ask them to send troops to help! I swear to wipe out this Ming army completely!" There was some determination and firmness in his voice, as if he wanted to vent all his anger and unwillingness on this battle. '

While Zhang Xianzhong was busy mobilizing his troops and preparing for a big fight, Huang Degong was also busy. His army was ready to go in the early morning light, with a fierce momentum, like an unstoppable torrent. Huang Degong stood on the high platform, with a sharp gaze, examining the army below. He reorganized the original front, middle and back armies into three teams on the left, middle and right, with the central army leading the charge, followed by the left and right wings, forming a "品"-shaped formation, like a sharp sword, and rushed straight towards Yan Tianlu's defense line.

Yan Tianlu's defense was as solid as a mountain. In front of his defense line, dense chariots were connected together, like a steel wall, indestructible. Behind the chariots were elite cavalry troops, who were ready to attack the enemy at the right time. Yan Tianlu's strategy was to stabilize the defense line first, and then look for opportunities to counterattack. He did not seek to win the battle, but to defend his own territory. Huang Degong rushed three times in a row. The soldiers were exhausted and panting, but they still could not break through Yan Tianlu's defense line, so they had to retreat and rest.

"Hey, why haven't Qiu Yue and Tian Xiong arrived yet?" Huang Degong frowned, his tone revealing a hint of anxiety. The messenger beside him replied breathlessly: "General, they were stopped by Luo Wenbin's troops and are now fighting fiercely."

Huang Degong frowned even more when he heard this. He asked again: "What about Huang Fei and Ma Degong in the east of the city? How is their feint attack going?" The messenger looked helpless, shook his head and said: "Don't mention it, they are entangled by the bandits, and they are stuck in a dilemma and can't move!"

Huang Degong was so anxious when he heard this, he sighed and shook his head. He thought, he had originally agreed with Li Xingzhong to attack Zhang Xianzhong together, but now he became the main force, but was stuck in the north of the city by Yan Tianlu and could not move. Hearing that Li Xingzhong had left the city to fight in the field, Huang Degong became even more anxious. He looked up at the sky and saw dark clouds, which seemed to foreshadow the coming storm. He thought, if it dragged on like this, I'm afraid the whole army would be finished.

Just when Huang Degong was getting anxious, a scout came running in with wounds all over his body, shouting, "Report! General, we found a cavalry force fifteen miles to the east, with a total of five thousand men, but without flags, and we don't know which side they are from."

Yan Tianlu frowned upon hearing the news, and was puzzled. He stood on the city wall, looking into the distance, trying to find the trace of the mysterious cavalry. He wondered where these 5,000 cavalry came from? Apart from Ji Zisheng's gang, where else could there be so many cavalry near Damingfu? Could it be the Ming army? Or the Jiannu? I heard a while ago that the Jiannu had already moved south to Shandong, and Liaocheng was not far from here.

The scout also said with embarrassment: "The cavalry came from an unknown place and had no flags, so we dare not get too close to investigate." Yan Tianlu nodded, showing his understanding. After thinking about it, he decided to report the news to the emperor first, and then called the cavalry generals over to give them instructions and repeatedly told them to be careful.

As for the Shun army, although they were not afraid of failure, they were most afraid of being annihilated. As long as the elite troops were still there, the revolutionary fire would never be extinguished. They firmly believed that as long as everyone worked together, they would be able to defeat the enemy and realize their ideals.

On the other side, the 5,000 cavalry were hiding in the woods to make final preparations. They were busy drinking water, eating dry food, and wearing armor and helmets. In ancient times, when marching and fighting, soldiers generally did not wear armor. The armor was placed on baggage carts and transported by special people. This was done to facilitate the march. However, in order to prevent sneak attacks, they still sent vanguard troops to guard and contain the enemy once they encountered them to buy time for the army to put on armor.

When the Jiannu fought against the Ming army, they loved to launch surprise attacks. They would rush over and catch the Ming army off guard before they put on their armor and formed a battle array. Huang Taiji once said: "To fight the Ming army, you have to be like a tiger catching a rabbit. You can't wait for them to set up their battle array before you attack them. You have to surprise them when they are not ready. This way you have a better chance of winning."

But now it is the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and armor is becoming thinner and lighter. Sometimes soldiers will wear armor when marching to keep warm, but that is not the norm. Now is the Little Ice Age. Although it is not too hot in July, it is still very uncomfortable to be exposed to the sun. The cavalry led by Gao Jie has been marching all night in a hurry to save time. If they are asked to march in armor again, they will probably die of heat before reaching the battlefield. So except for the front troops on guard, no one else has put on armor. But now it is less than ten miles away from the battlefield. For the sake of safety, Gao Jie still ordered the whole army to put on armor and prepare for battle.

Gao Jie, the general of the support and suppression army, is a powerful character who is responsible for suppressing banditry. He is tall, with sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and a heroic appearance. At the end of the Ming Dynasty, bandits were rampant everywhere. The imperial court would send him to suppress them wherever there were bandits. For example, when the bandits in Shandong were rampant, the imperial court sent Liu Zeqing to be the general of Shandong to suppress the bandits. If they could not suppress them, they would send more troops to reinforce them. Now the general of the support and suppression army led by Gao Jie is a mobile force specially used to support the suppression of bandits in various places.

"General, we have contacted Jingnan Earl Huang Degong." A scout wiped the sweat off his face and continued, "Jingnan Earl said he would attack Yan Tianlu's troops again and hoped that the general could launch an attack from the flank to defeat the enemy together."

After hearing this, Gao Jie raised his sword eyebrows, opened his tiger eyes, and stroked his beard on his chin with a heroic look. He swept his eyes over the generals. He thought that Huang Degong was finally willing to take action, so it would be much easier. Since he abducted Zhang Xianzhong's second wife Xing to surrender to the Ming Dynasty, he had no way out. In fact, Zhang Xianzhong was quite pitiful. Two of his three wives were not loyal. The first wife Han had an affair with Gai Hu and was killed; the second wife Xing was Gao Yingxiang's wife. Because Zhang Xianzhong was not interested in women, Xing was neglected. After meeting Gao Jie, they surrendered to the Ming Dynasty together; only the third wife Gao was still loyal to Zhang Xianzhong.

However, Gao Jie had no interest in Yan Tianlu. He only cared about Zhang Xianzhong. If he wanted to defeat Zhang Xianzhong, he had to go all out to help Huang Degong. So as soon as he entered Guan County, he sent someone to deliver a letter to Huang Degong. But when Huang Degong received the letter, it was already evening. Although Gao Jie's troops could be used, time was tight. Guan County to Daming Prefecture was 80 miles away, and it took a lot of time for the messenger to go back and forth. Gao Jie received the reply in the middle of the night, fearing that he would delay the military affairs, so he personally led the cavalry troops to rush to Daming Prefecture day and night, while the infantry troops advanced at a normal speed.

Finally they arrived. Gao Jie took a sip of water and asked, "Where is Li Chuangze now?" "General, Li Chuangze should be somewhere between Damingfu and Yan Tianlu." A soldier answered.

"Okay! Then we will break Yan Tianlu's defense first and then capture Li Chuangze! It's time for brothers to make achievements! Whoever can cut off Li Chuangze's head will be rewarded with a thousand gold in addition to the reward from the court!" Gao Jie gave an order and the whole army was in high spirits and prepared to welcome the upcoming war. They knew that this was a life-and-death battle and only by going all out could they win. So they waved their weapons and shouted loudly as they rushed towards Yan Tianlu's defense line. (End of this chapter)