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

Ma Wannian asked Jian Mingxiao with some concern: "What if Tan Wen really surrenders?" His voice revealed a sense of uneasiness and anxiety, as if he had a premonition of something.

"It won't affect the overall situation." Jian Mingxiao replied calmly, his eyes revealing a kind of firmness and confidence, as if he was ready to face all challenges. He knew Tan Wen's loyalty and wisdom, and believed that his decision was correct.

Seeing this, Ma Wannian dared not say anything more and had to retreat in dismay. His heart was filled with helplessness and anxiety, as if he was enveloped by an invisible force. He knew that this decision was undoubtedly a huge test for Daming, but he also understood that this was the only way out.

Outside the city of Chengtianfu, the autumn wind was bleak and the clouds of war were gathering. The flags of the Ming army, the Dashi army, and the Dashun army fluttered in the wind, as if foreshadowing the upcoming fierce battle. Both sides had a large number of troops, but the elite troops of the Sichuan army relied on the moat and the artillery support on the city, making it difficult for the Dashi and Dashun armies to attack from the rear. Therefore, the two sides fought evenly and it was difficult to decide.

On the morning of the third day of September, the sky was gray, as if foreshadowing the coming ominousness. Zhang Xianzhong received an urgent report in the south of the city: Li Xingzhong's troops led more than 10,000 cavalrymen and approached Jiukou Post. "Can Sun Kewang stop them?" Zhang Xianzhong frowned and asked the scout.

"General Sun said he would do his best, but Li Xingzhong seems to have the intention of attacking our army directly." The scout told the truth, his voice revealing a sense of uneasiness and anxiety.

"Why are they here at this time?" Zhang Xianzhong looked at the people around him in confusion. He knew that the arrival of Li Xingzhong's troops would undoubtedly disrupt their plans, but he also understood that this was an unavoidable challenge.

Although Ruan Shiwu felt nervous, he pretended to be calm on the surface. He tried to calm himself down, as if he was ready to face the coming storm. Liu Wenxiu and Ai Nengqi exchanged worried glances, their hearts filled with uneasiness and anxiety. They knew that this challenge was undoubtedly a huge test for them, but they also understood that it was an unavoidable challenge.

Liu Wenxiu looked at Ai Nengqi and asked him: What should I do next? His eyes revealed a sense of helplessness and confusion, as if he needed to find a way out.

Ai Nengqi shook his head, indicating that he didn't know. His heart was filled with helplessness and anxiety, as if he was shrouded by an invisible force. He knew that this challenge was undoubtedly a huge test for them, but he also understood that it was an unavoidable challenge. They needed to find a way out, otherwise they would face unpredictable consequences.

Just when the two were feeling uneasy, Zhang Xianzhong issued an order: "The hard fighting over the past few days has dampened the enemy's morale. Today we must have a decisive battle! Order all units to attack. We must destroy the main force of the Ming army outside the city!" His voice revealed a firmness and determination, as if he was ready to face all challenges.

"But father-in-law," Ruan Shiwu said, "if Sun Kewang can't stop Li Xingzhong, our retreat will be in danger." His voice revealed a sense of worry and anxiety, as if he had a premonition of something.

Zhang Xianzhong clenched his fists and said firmly: "Those who look ahead and behind are not real men! Since we have to fight, we must fight to the end!" His voice revealed a kind of firmness and confidence, as if he was ready to face all challenges. He knew that this decision would undoubtedly be a huge test for them, but he also understood that this was the only way out. They needed to persevere, for the future of Dashi and for their beliefs.

"The Ming army is mighty! The Ming army is mighty!" The earth-shaking shouts surged like a tide, echoing in the formation of the white-pole soldiers. The fighting spirit of the soldiers was completely ignited by this passionate shout, as if it was going to tear the sky apart. The sun shone on their armor, reflecting a dazzling light, and everyone's eyes were burning with a raging fire of war, which was an indomitable determination to defend the country to the death.

In a blink of an eye, the two armies came into close combat, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and the harsh sound of metal colliding. Although both sides were elite divisions, the special weapons in the hands of the white-pole soldiers were superior. It was a modified spear with a sharp blade hook on the tip and a heavy iron ring hanging under the hook. This weapon can both stab and hook. Once hooked, the enemy will find it difficult to escape, and then the blade and hook will come down together to give a fatal blow. Even the enemy wearing heavy armor will appear clumsy in front of this weapon. After being hooked, it is difficult to escape. After falling to the ground, the iron ring becomes a blunt weapon, hitting the enemy's head and heart. Even heavy armor can hardly withstand this sudden heavy blow.

Seeing this, the soldiers of the Dashun Army could not help but feel a surge of fear in their hearts. They realized the strength of their opponents and that their elite division had been defeated again. Li Zicheng was extremely anxious, his face full of anxiety and uneasiness, and he hurriedly urged: "Quick! Quick! Infantry immediately move forward and disrupt their formation, so that our cavalry can play a role!" His voice echoed on the battlefield, but it could not cover up the panic in his heart.

The defeated Dashun Army retreated to the side, and new infantry phalanxes followed one after another. Li Zicheng tried to consume the physical strength and morale of the white-pole soldiers through round-the-clock fighting, and then defeat them in one fell swoop. His eyes were firm, but he could not hide his inner fatigue and helplessness. He knew that this was a life-and-death battle and he could not relax at all.

The battle in the south of the city was equally fierce, and Zhang Xianzhong also adopted the wheel tactic. When the left wing was tired, the right wing took over, but the Ming army did not pursue them, but just watched them retreat. After a few rounds, the physical strength of the Ming army began to show that they were a little powerless. Their faces were covered with sweat, and their breathing became rapid, but their eyes were still firm, and they did not retreat at all.

On the tower, Governor Jian Mingxiao frowned and looked at the battlefield in the south with worry. His eyes were full of expectation and anxiety, looking forward to the arrival of reinforcements and anxious about the situation on the battlefield. He knew that this battle was crucial to the fate of the country and could not be sloppy. Seeing this, Ma Wannian asked, "Governor, what are you worried about?" Jian Mingxiao sighed and said, "When we assisted Liaodong before, there was some rift between us and the Sichuan Army. Now Li Xingzhong may still remember that incident." There was a bit of helplessness and worry in his voice. Ma Wannian asked in confusion, "What does the lord mean?" Jian Mingxiao explained, "I ordered Li Xingzhong to come to reinforce, but he has not arrived yet. He must be angry and unwilling to come." There was a bit of helplessness and anxiety in his eyes. He knew that if Li Xingzhong could not arrive in time, the situation would be more critical. After hearing this, Ma Wannian looked into the distance silently, and was also worried about the future of the war.

Sixty miles away at Jiukou Post, the morning air was still a little moist. Li Xingzhong stopped his horse and looked around. His eyes revealed a bit of determination and courage. He knew that this was a battle related to the fate of the country and he could not be careless. He had arrived here three days ago, but because of the depletion of food, he retreated to Shayang for supplies. Now he is heading north again. His heart is full of desire for victory and loyalty to the country. After Sun Kewang learned the news, he immediately set up camp to prepare for the battle. He knew Li Xingzhong's bravery and wisdom very well, and dared not relax at all.

After observing for a while, Li Xingzhong decisively ordered: "Shunzu leads 5,000 cavalrymen to line up in front of the battle array to lure the enemy deep into the enemy's territory, and the rest of the people follow me to go around the enemy's rear!" His voice revealed a bit of firmness and courage. As soon as the order was issued, the cavalrymen rushed out like thunder, and the earth trembled. Their figures galloped on the battlefield, like an unstoppable torrent, rushing towards the enemy's position.

Although Sun Kewang's army was large in number, most of them hid in the camp and dared not go out to fight. They knew the power of cavalry, and it left a shadow in their hearts. Their eyes revealed a bit of fear and uneasiness. Facing the charge of the Ming army, they could only choose to dodge and defend. After the dust settled, the battlefield returned to calm again. However, this calm was only temporary, and a bigger storm was coming.

Li Xingzhong led 9,000 cavalrymen to the north of Sun Kewang. His eyes revealed a bit of cunning and courage. He knew that this was a contest of victory or defeat, and he could not be careless. Sun Kewang thought it was a pincer attack, but unexpectedly Li Xingzhong led his troops north and went straight to the back of Zhang Xianzhong, the King of the Great West. His actions were like a sharp knife, piercing the heart of the enemy. Sun Kewang was shocked, and Wenxuan exclaimed: "Xingzhong is not here to fight us, he went around behind us!" There was a bit of fear and uneasiness in their voices. Facing Li Xingzhong's surprise attack, they felt helpless.

Sun Kewang was furious. He wanted to rescue Zhang Xianzhong, but Wen Xuan dissuaded him, saying, "We only have 5,000 cavalrymen, which is not enough to fight against them. We should first deal with the cavalry that is holding us back, and then go north to rescue them." His voice revealed a bit of calmness and rationality. He knew that in this battle, there should not be any impulse or blindness. Although Sun Kewang was unwilling, he had to obey because of the situation. His eyes revealed a bit of helplessness and anxiety. He knew that this was a battle related to the fate of the country and there could be no carelessness.

After the order was issued, 15,000 Dashi troops rushed out of the camp and divided into dozens of small formations to fight against Li Shunzu's cavalry. Their eyes revealed a bit of determination and courage. Facing the charge of the Ming army, they chose to stand up bravely. Li Shunzu smiled and ordered: "The central army will hold its position, and the two wings will harass the enemy and lure their cavalry to fight!" His voice revealed a bit of cunning and confidence. He knew that this was a battle of victory and defeat, which required strategy and wisdom. The tactics were very clear. They did not intend to use cavalry to confront the infantry formation, but to eliminate the enemy's cavalry to weaken the combat effectiveness of its infantry. This was a contest of wisdom and courage, and both sides were fighting for victory.

The Ming cavalry sent 240 men from each wing to attack Sun Kewang's two wings. After the rain of arrows, both sides suffered losses, but the Ming army was wearing armor, and even the horses were wearing half-body armor, so the losses were relatively small. On the other hand, Sun Kewang's army was protected by armor in front, but the back was exposed, and they could only wail when the arrows fell. Their eyes revealed a bit of pain and helplessness. Facing the attack of the Ming army, they felt helpless.

In anger, Sun Kewang ordered the front army to attack and the rear army to defend, and at the same time let the cavalry hide behind the flags and wait for the opportunity to counterattack. His voice revealed a bit of anxiety and uneasiness. He knew that this was a battle related to the fate of the country and there could be no carelessness. As the army slowly advanced, the cavalry of the Ming army continued to harass them, but it did not achieve significant results, and the infantry gradually approached. The battle between the two sides became more and more intense, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood and the harsh sound of metal collision.

When the two sides were only a hundred steps away, the Ming cavalry suddenly began to retreat. At first, they were orderly, but soon fell into chaos. Their figures galloped on the battlefield like an unstoppable torrent, but at this moment they seemed a little flustered and disorderly. Seeing this, Sun Kewang was overjoyed and thought that the time for counterattack had come, so he waved his flag. Five thousand cavalry rushed out like arrows from a bow, their eyes revealed a bit of determination and courage, facing the retreat of the Ming army, they chose to bravely pursue.

However, the Ming cavalry retreated very quickly. When the Dashi cavalry caught up with them, they had already retreated hundreds of steps away. Wen Xuan immediately ordered a pursuit, but Li Shunzu retreated while observing the enemy. His eyes revealed a bit of cunning and calmness. He knew that this was a contest of victory or defeat, which required strategy and wisdom. When he found that the enemy cavalry was far away from the infantry's range, he patted the flag soldier's shoulder. The flag soldier immediately understood, raised the flag and shouted loudly. The three-eyed gun also sounded, which was a signal for a counterattack! Li Shunzu led the cavalry to turn around suddenly and collided head-on with the Dashi cavalry. A fierce battle broke out again! The soldiers on both sides fought desperately on the battlefield, fighting for the fate of the country and the glory of the nation!
Frontier Situation in the Late Ming Dynasty

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, there were roughly two types of cavalry formations for frontier troops. Both of these formations originated from the wisdom of two famous generals, Qi Jiguang and Sun Chengzong. They were like two bright stars, illuminating the military sky at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

Let's talk about Qi Jiguang's single-horse camp formation first. This formation is like a delicate painting, and every stroke contains profound military wisdom. He emphasizes that twelve riders form a squad, and these twelve riders are like twelve closely connected pearls, together forming a solid defense line for a squad. Three squads are combined into a flag team, and the flag teams echo each other, like three fluttering flags, leading the soldiers to charge. The three flag teams form a hundred-man team, which is majestic and powerful, like an unstoppable torrent, impacting the enemy's position. Each hundred-man team is led by a hundred generals, who are brave and good at fighting, and are the soul and core of the hundred-man team.

Going up, above the four hundred generals, there is a battalion commander, and above the two battalions, there is a thousand generals. The entire cavalry camp is divided into three parts: left, center, and right, and each part is in charge of a thousand generals. The thousand generals are majestic and deep, and their eyes reveal determination and courage, as if they can see through every subtle change on the battlefield. Under the command of the thousand generals, the equipment of the cavalry is also particular, divided into pure teams and flower teams. The pure team means that all cavalry use the same weapons. They are like a torrent of steel, impacting the enemy's position; while the flower team means that the cavalry carry different weapons. They are like colorful butterflies, dancing on the battlefield, bringing fatal blows to the enemy.

Qi Jiguang stipulated that the squad leader had to carry a flag and a flagpole, as well as a Qi family sword, a bow, a bowstring, and thirty arrows. The captains were tall and straight, with heavy equipment on their backs, but their eyes were extremely firm, as if they could penetrate the smoke of the battlefield and look directly into the heart of the enemy. Below the captain, the two sergeants on the left and right did not have bows and arrows, but they had Qi family swords and bird guns. The bird guns were equipped with 300 lead bullets and corresponding gunpowder, as well as five fire ropes. The sergeants were brave and good at fighting. Their Qi family swords flashed with cold light, as if they could cut off all obstacles; their bird guns sprayed flames, as if they could devour the enemy's soul.

Below the sergeant, there are also musketeers, dagger-axes, sword-stick-axes and big club-axes. The musketeers hold an extended three-barreled gun and a waist knife. Their figures shuttle across the battlefield like lightning, bringing fatal blows to the enemy; while the sword-stick-axes and big club-axes are the opposite. They carry bows and arrows, swords and sticks, and big clubs. Their attacks are like a violent storm, leaving the enemy nowhere to hide. The most special dagger-axes are neither waist knives nor bows and arrows, but only sixty rockets. When encountering the enemy, they put the rockets on the dagger-axes, light the fuse, and the rockets are ejected like a fire dragon, bringing a devastating blow to the enemy.

Let's talk about Sun Chengzong's formation method, which is much simpler. His team has 25 people, half of them use firearms and half use bows and arrows. The main firearm is the three-barreled gun, which is extremely powerful and can deal a fatal blow to the enemy. To compare the advantages and disadvantages of these two formations, Qi Jiguang's formation can advance and retreat freely, and it is also very powerful for attacking, but it takes time to train, and the soldiers have to be proficient in it before they can show their power. Unfortunately, there were frequent wars in the late Ming Dynasty, and the casualties of soldiers were heavy. The court had no time to train new recruits, so Qi Jiguang's formation declined with the disappearance of Qi's army. Sun Chengzong's formation, on the other hand, is simple, fast, and easy to use, and gradually became the mainstream of the frontier army.

In this vast frontier land, Li Xingzhong's cavalry was like an unstoppable torrent, and they used Sun Chengzong's method of formation. When the Ming army heard the familiar sound of the three-barreled gun, they all looked up over there. Their eyes revealed determination and courage, as if they could penetrate the smoke of the battlefield and look directly into the heart of the enemy. The soldiers looked at the captain, the captain looked at the flag general, the flag general looked at the hundred generals, the hundred generals looked at the battalion generals, and the battalion generals finally looked at the thousand generals. This layered command system is like a solid bond, connecting the soldiers tightly together to face the enemy's challenge together.

At the command of the Qianzong, the flag of the central army led by Li Shunzu began to spin and accelerated to counterattack the enemy. The Qianzong took the lead in the charge, and his figure was like a flash of lightning, instantly breaking through the enemy's defense line. The generals such as the Bazong and Baizong followed closely behind, and their figures shuttled across the battlefield like black whirlwinds, bringing fatal blows to the enemy. Seeing that their superiors had rushed up, the soldiers also drove their horses to keep up. Thousands of cavalrymen gathered strength in their hind legs, and suddenly stopped after running wildly. The horses turned their heads, and a new formation was formed. Their movements were uniform, like a precision machine, exerting great power on the battlefield.

"Kill!" With a thunderous shout, the atmosphere on the battlefield instantly became extremely tense. Before Bai Wenxuan could react, the Ming army had already begun to counterattack. Under the command of the squad leader, the previously scattered Ming soldiers quickly assembled into a cavalry formation and rushed into the cavalry of the Dashi Army. The cavalry formation of the Dashi Army was in chaos. They fled around like headless flies and could not organize an effective attack at all. The cavalry of the Ming Army was like a sharp blade, cutting through the enemy's position and bringing a fatal blow to the enemy.

The cavalry of the Dashi Army began to flee, and the smarter ones had already turned and fled. Their figures fled on the battlefield like a group of panicked beasts. "There are deserters!" Shouts were heard everywhere, but the battlefield was too chaotic and Bai Wenxuan couldn't hear them at all. Even if he heard them, he couldn't think of any good way to stop them. There were more and more deserters, and he shouted at the top of his lungs, "Stop! Don't run away!" But no one listened to him. His voice seemed so weak on the battlefield that it couldn't penetrate the chaotic smoke and shouting.

The situation on the battlefield changed rapidly. The cavalry of the Dashi Army collapsed and fled north. The infantry behind were shocked to see this scene. They rushed to their own people. Should they block or not? Sun Kewang was now facing the same dilemma that Li Dingguo encountered. Li Dingguo shot and killed the deserters without hesitation to improve military discipline, but now Sun Kewang was hesitant. He struggled to escape like a bug on a spider web but was powerless. His eyes revealed confusion and helplessness, as if he could feel the impending devastating blow.

When Bai Wenxuan's cavalry collapsed in front of Sun Kewang, the two armies collided with each other, people and horses fell, blood and flesh flew everywhere. Under the iron hooves, bones were broken like firewood, and the soldiers of the Dashi Army screamed in pain, shaking the sky. Sun Kewang's troops completely collapsed, and the defeated soldiers rushed north like a tide. Sun Kewang and Bai Wenxuan wanted to reorganize the army and fight back, but no one listened to their orders. The two were also caught up in the deserters and fled north. Their figures looked so helpless and lonely among the deserters, as if they could feel the coming doomsday.

Seeing this, Li Shunzu waved his hand and said, "Chase!" His voice resounded through the battlefield like thunder, bringing endless fighting spirit and courage to the Ming army. They chased the enemy like a storm, bringing devastating blows to the enemy.

Just before Zhang Xianzhong learned of the defeat at Jiukouyi, he received another shocking news: Li Xingzhong led 10,000 cavalrymen and attacked from the south. Zhang Xianzhong was shocked, his eyes revealed fear and anxiety, as if he could sense the impending disaster. "I gave Sun Kewang 15,000 men, how could this happen?" He shouted angrily, his voice revealing endless anger and disappointment.

Military advisor Ruan Shiwu reminded him, "Your Majesty, Wang may have changed his mind." Zhang Xianzhong became even more angry after hearing this, but his eyes also revealed a hint of helplessness and sadness. He knew that he was now facing a life-and-death decision: fight to the death or escape? There was Chengtianfu blocking him in front, and Li Xingzhong chasing him from behind. If he fought to the death, he might be surrounded, and escaping was not easy either. If he was not careful, his entire army might be wiped out. But Zhang Xianzhong was a general who could adapt to circumstances. He had persisted for fifteen years since Lin Xiaofeng started the rebellion, which showed his ability.

After a little thought, Zhang Xianzhong quickly ordered: "The Ming army is attacking from both sides. We are weak and can hardly resist. There are continuous hills a few miles east of Chengtian Prefecture, and there are vast mountains to the east. If we enter the mountains, the Ming army will not dare to pursue us." He ordered Liu Wenxiu to lead his troops to cover the retreat, and the rest of the people followed him into the mountains. "Should we tell Li Zicheng that we are retreating?" Ruan Shiwu asked. Zhang Xianzhong sneered, his eyes revealing indifference and ruthlessness, "Zicheng has repeatedly despised me and even said he would kill me! Today I will let him taste the bitter fruit and let him suffer for me!" His voice was as cold as ice, as if it could freeze all vitality and hope. At this critical moment of life and death, he chose to escape alone, leaving the fate of Li Zicheng and the entire Dashi Army behind.

Fengyu Chengtianfu

The sky suddenly darkened, and dark clouds weighed heavily over the city, low and heavy, as if within reach. The wind blew violently, rolling up gusts of dust and fallen leaves. The air was filled with damp and dull breath, foreshadowing a rainstorm. On the south gate tower of Chengtian Prefecture, Jian Mingxiao held a telescope and stared at the movements of the Dashi Army outside the city. He was tall and strong, with a resolute face, and his eyes revealed an indomitable fighting spirit. He noticed that Zhang Xianzhong was showing signs of escaping, so he turned and looked into the city. Ten thousand war horses were ready for battle, and they did not easily go out to meet the enemy. They only ordered the infantry to hold their ground outside the city, intending to confuse the enemy and make them mistakenly believe that there were not enough cavalry in the city or no cavalry at all. When the enemy relaxed their vigilance, they suddenly attacked and won in one fell swoop.

Jian Mingxiao shouted to all the soldiers: "Soldiers of Sichuan Army, the Ming Dynasty has suffered from bandits for a long time. Since we left Sichuan and entered Chu, we have fought against Zhang Xianzhong's bandit army many times, but we have never been able to completely defeat them." His words were filled with deep pain and helplessness, but more of a firm determination. He continued: "Now, the opportunity for a decisive battle has come! I swear to wipe out Zhang Xianzhong's main force and cut off his path to wreak havoc on the Ming Dynasty!" His words were short and powerful, and every word seemed to be roared from the bottom of his heart.

The soldiers were excited after hearing this, and they waved their weapons and shouted: "Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!" Their voices resounded through the sky, full of desire for victory and anger towards the enemy. The generals were also eager to try and asked to go to the battle, their eyes flashing with bloodthirsty excitement.

Jian Mingxiao's eyes were as sharp as lightning, and he said firmly: "Okay! In today's battle, we can only advance, not retreat!" His voice was filled with unquestionable majesty and determination. The soldiers shouted again in unison: "Fight to the death! Fight to the death!" Their voices were full of contempt for death and persistence in victory.

He immediately ordered Li Zhanchun and Yu Dahai to lead 4,000 troops to set out from the South Gate and attack the enemy from the right wing; he also ordered Mo Zongwen and Zhang Denggui to lead 4,000 troops to set out from the East Gate and attack from the left wing. At the same time, he said to Gu Cunzhi: "You lead 4,000 cavalry and set out from the North Gate. Watch my flag movement and be responsible for blocking Zhang Xianzhong's cavalry who may come to support." His tone was filled with deep worry and expectation. He knew that this was a life-and-death decisive battle and there could be no negligence or mistakes.

As soon as the military order was given, the people and horses in Chengtian Prefecture were in a state of excitement, but everything was in order, busy but not chaotic. After the Ming cavalry attacked, the morale of the white-pole soldiers in the north and the Ming army in the south of the city was greatly boosted. They were exhausted after days of hard fighting, especially the white-pole soldiers, who faced the elite troops of the Dashun army that were several times larger than themselves, but never slacked off. Their eyes revealed a firm belief and unyielding will, as if they were announcing to the world: We will never fall!

"Our cavalry has already attacked! Governor Qin is about to launch a counterattack!" The soldiers cheered, their voices filled with anticipation for victory and vision for the future. "Yes," they said with tears in their eyes, "We have finally waited for the moment of counterattack. We are almost unable to hold on." Their tone was filled with deep emotion and excitement, as if they were describing a difficult journey. So they shouted again: "Kill!" From the south and north of the city, the horns of counterattack sounded one after another, as if announcing to the world: We will never surrender!

Seeing this, Zhang Xianzhong became more determined to escape. He knew that he could no longer resist the counterattack of the Ming army and had no choice but to escape. He shouted loudly: "Retreat quickly! Retreat to the direction of Dongshan!" There was a deep sense of fear and helplessness in his voice, as if he was announcing his failure to the world. In order to cover his retreat, Liu Wenxiu deliberately lied that Zhang Xianzhong was going to attack the enemy from behind, trying to confuse the Ming army and buy time for Zhang Xianzhong to escape.

Soon, heavy rain poured down. The raindrops were as big as beans, hitting the ground hard, splashing water. The Dashi Army was overjoyed when they saw this, thinking that it was God's help. Because in the past, the reason why the Ming army infantry could resist their attacks was all due to the power of firearms. Now that it was raining so hard, the gunpowder was ineffective, and they were naturally no longer afraid of the Ming army's firearms attack. Liu Wenxiu then led his troops to launch a final attack, trying to occupy a favorable terrain before the Ming army counterattacked.

However, the Ming army suddenly changed its defensive posture and began to counterattack the Dashi army. The cavalry on both wings stabbed out diagonally and rushed straight to Liu Wenxiu's troops. They were like two sharp blades, cutting the Dashi army's defense line into pieces. Both armies gave up firearms and launched a fierce hand-to-hand fight. Spears flew in the air, blood splashed everywhere; the swordsmen frequently swung their waist knives, and did not stop even if they were exhausted; after the archers ran out of arrows, they also picked up their knives and charged into the battle. The battlefield was full of tragic and tragic atmosphere, as if announcing to the world: This is a decisive battle of life and death!

Not long after, the Ming cavalry arrived. Li Zhanchun and Yu Dahai broke into the enemy formation from the left wing, while Mo Zongwen and Zhang Denggui charged in from the right wing. They were like four raging torrents, breaking the Dashi Army's defense line into pieces. The infantry was routed by the cavalry, like a dead tree crushing a rotten tree. Liu Wenxiu's troops were badly defeated, and the soldiers fled in all directions, as if they were escaping from a terrible nightmare.

The Ming cavalry divided into small teams to chase the deserters. Some teams consisted of dozens of people, and some consisted of a dozen people. They were all extremely brave. They chased the deserters like cheetahs, not giving them any chance to breathe. The deserters fled south at first, but when they met Li Xingzhong's reinforcements, they ran around on the battlefield. They fled around like headless flies, trying to escape this terrible pursuit.

Li Xingzhong led his army northward while clearing the enemies on the battlefield. His target was not Zhang Xianzhong, but Li Zicheng. He knew that only by defeating Li Zicheng could the war really end. He led his army forward in the rain, and every step was full of determination.

On the way, Li Xingzhong asked about Jian Mingxiao's whereabouts and the battle situation in the north of the city. The soldiers told him that Jian Mingxiao was commanding the battle on the tower, and the white-pole soldiers in the north of the city were also holding their positions. Li Xingzhong nodded and led his troops to continue northward. They killed everyone they passed. This was not because he liked killing people, but to sharpen the will of the soldiers with blood. He knew that only soldiers who had experienced life-and-death battles could become real warriors.

The rain gradually subsided. Outside Chengtian Mansion, Li Xingzhong looked at the tower through the rain. He saw Jian Mingxiao standing there in armor, looking very heroic. His figure looked particularly tall and mighty in the rain, like an invincible god of war. Li Xingzhong saluted on horseback and said, "Junior Li Xingzhong, I pay my respects to General Qin!" His voice was filled with deep respect and admiration.

Jian Mingxiao looked down at him, as if he saw the reincarnation of Li Chengliang from Liaodong. He smiled and said, "I was worried that you wouldn't come." His tone was kind and caring, as if he was talking to an old friend. Li Xingzhong also smiled and said, "The army that aided Liaodong is no longer here, so why bother talking about the old grudges?" His voice was open-minded and free and easy, as if he was telling a story of past grudges.

Jian Mingxiao sighed: "I came thousands of miles to help Liao, and now you are also coming thousands of miles to help Sichuan. Isn't this God's will?" His tone was filled with deep emotion and a sense of fate, as if he was telling a story of fate. Li Xingzhong laughed: "Old General, give the order quickly. I am not here to chat, but to kill the enemy!" His voice was filled with heroism and excitement, as if he was announcing his determination and courage to the world.

"General Li, don't rush to the battlefield. The White Spear Soldiers can still hold on for a while!" Jian Mingxiao stood on the top of the city wall with a serious face and an unquestionable firmness in his eyes. "The most important thing for you now is to rest and wait for the opportunity to catch Li Chuangwang off guard!" His voice echoed in the wind and rain, carrying an irresistible force.

Li Xingzhong looked back at the exhausted team. The soldiers' faces were full of fatigue and exhaustion, and their eyes revealed a desire for rest. He immediately understood Jian Mingxiao's intention, and a surge of gratitude surged in his heart. His cavalry galloped more than fifty miles from Jiukouyi to the outside of Chengtianfu, and the men and horses were exhausted. How could they fight for a long time in this state? But Li Xingzhong was still a little hesitant. He was worried about the safety of the White Spear Soldiers, so he asked: "Senior, aren't you afraid that the White Spear Soldiers will be defeated by Li Chuangwang's army?"

"Of course I'm afraid!" Jian Mingxiao's answer was concise and firm, his eyes revealing a deep worry and concern, "So I will personally supervise the battle and ensure the safety of the White Spear Soldiers." There was an unquestionable power in his voice, which made Li Xingzhong feel a warm current surge in his heart.

"I want to send 2,000 cavalrymen to chase Zhang Xianzhong's deserters, and the rest will rest here!" Li Xingzhong requested loudly, his voice revealing a firmness and determination. He knew that the most important thing now was to preserve strength and wait for the opportunity to strike a fatal blow to the enemy.

"Okay, take a break, then ambush on the east and west sides of the city. When you see the signal from the city gate, attack immediately without delay!" Jian Mingxiao gave the order, his voice carrying an unquestionable majesty and decisiveness. He knew that every minute and every second was crucial, and he had to seize every opportunity to deal a fatal blow to the enemy.

"Junior obeys your command." Li Xingzhong agreed with a smile, and a surge of ambition surged in his heart. He knew that this was a life-and-death battle, and he had to go all out to fight for the future of the country and the fate of the nation.

After giving the order, Jian Mingxiao left the tower, walked down the steps, crossed the streets and alleys, and headed straight for the north gate. His figure looked particularly tall and mighty in the wind and rain, like an invincible god of war. His heart was full of expectations for the future and desire for victory. He knew that this was a life-and-death battle, and he had to go all out to fight for the future of the country and the fate of the nation.

Ma Wannian stayed behind to dispatch supplies outside the city. He was an experienced general who knew the importance of logistics. He directed the laborers to carry porridge, water, fodder, beans and other supplies to ensure that the soldiers on the front line could get adequate supplies. Under his command, the laborers shouted one after another and quickly transported the supplies outside the city, providing solid protection for the soldiers on the front line.

In the north of the city, the battle between the Shun army and the Ming army had entered a stalemate. Although the White-Pole Soldiers were extremely brave, they were besieged by the Shun army, which was several times larger than them, and suffered heavy losses. However, this army was an elite division trained by Jian Mingxiao himself. They were well-equipped and powerful, and they repeatedly defeated the offensive of the Shun army. The two generals Qin Zuoming and Qin Zuoming were even more brave and led the White-Pole Soldiers to charge into battle and fight bravely, becoming the mainstay on the battlefield.

At this time, the two armies were facing each other, and the outcome depended on their momentum, fighting spirit, and strength! The White Spear Soldiers were extremely strong, had high fighting spirit, and occupied the advantage of the city; while the Shun army had a large number of people and a fierce offensive. Both sides were fighting with all their might, hoping to win.

Li Zicheng anxiously called all the generals together to discuss countermeasures. He knew the tenacity and difficulty of the White Spear Soldiers and the importance of this battle. He looked at Cheng Minghe and asked, "Military Advisor, the White Spear Soldiers are so tenacious and difficult to deal with, what should we do?" His voice was filled with deep worry and helplessness.

Cheng Minghe hesitated to speak, and finally sighed and said, "If the enemy comes, we will fight them with our soldiers, if the water comes, we will block it with earth. We have no other choice." There was helplessness and frustration in his voice, as if he had lost confidence in this battle.

Li Zicheng became even more anxious after hearing Cheng Minghe's words. He turned to other generals for advice. However, Nangong Shangpu remained silent and lowered his head in thought; Li Yan pondered for a while before looking up and answering: "Your Majesty, there is a way, but..." There was hesitation and uncertainty in his voice.

"Mr. Li, don't worry. I will do whatever it takes to defeat the White Spear Soldiers!" Li Zicheng gritted his teeth and said, with a firm and resolute voice. He knew that this battle was related to the outcome of the entire war, and he had to go all out and fight for victory at all costs.

Li Yan looked at the generals around him, and they all nodded in agreement. He also made up his mind: "The White Spear Soldiers are well-equipped and strong in combat. A frontal attack will not work. We can only use a rotation battle to consume their physical strength." There was a firmness and decisiveness in his voice, as if he had seen the hope of victory.

After hearing what Li Yan said, Cheng Minghe rolled his eyes: "Mr. Li, stop talking. We have tried the rotation battle before you came, and it's useless." There was a sense of dissatisfaction and complaint in his voice, as if he did not agree with Li Yan's suggestion.

"Why?" Li Yan asked in confusion, his heart full of doubts and puzzlement. He knew that the round-robin battle was an effective tactic, so why didn't it work here?

"Because the firearms of the White Spear Soldiers are too powerful, our soldiers can't get close to them at all." Cheng Minghe frowned and said, with a sense of helplessness and frustration in his voice. He knew that the firearms of the White Spear Soldiers were their greatest advantage, but also the most difficult part for them to overcome.

"Try again today, it will definitely work." Li Yan insisted, with a firmness and confidence in his voice. He knew that as long as he seized the opportunity, he would be able to defeat the White Spear Soldiers.

"How can you be so sure?" Cheng Minghe asked curiously, his heart full of doubts and confusion. He didn't know why Li Yan was so confident, nor did he know what his plan was.

"Because it's raining!" Li Yan pointed to the sky and said, "The Ming army's gunpowder is damp, and their firearms cannot be used. They can only engage in close combat. Hand-to-hand combat relies not only on morale but also physical strength. Although the White Spear Soldiers are brave, they are not made of iron. We can defeat them!" There was excitement and excitement in his voice, as if he had seen the hope of victory.

The generals suddenly realized that the previous round-robin battle was ineffective because they did not pay attention to the firearms advantage of the white-pole soldiers. Now that the firearms are ineffective, the advantages of the white-pole soldiers no longer exist, and the round-robin battle will naturally come into play. They all nodded in agreement and prepared to start implementing this plan.

"Quickly arrange the troops and let Tan Hong and Tan Yi join the battle!" Li Zicheng gave the order with his hands behind his back. His voice was firm and decisive, as if he had seen the hope of victory. He knew that as long as the generals worked together and fought together, they would be able to defeat the White Spear Soldiers and win.

The Dashun Army's formation began to change. Generals such as Gu Kecheng and Liu Tichun retreated, while Yan Tianlu, Li Laiheng, and Sang Dongxu attacked in three directions. They began a round-robin battle according to Li Yan's plan, constantly attacking the White Spear Soldiers. The White Spear Soldiers gradually felt the pressure increasing. They had been fighting hard for days, and their physical strength and morale were seriously depleted. In addition, the heavy rain made their firearms ineffective, so they could only rely on their flesh and blood to resist the enemy's attack.

However, the white-pole soldiers did not give up the resistance. They knew that this was a life-and-death battle and they had to fight to the death with all their might. Qin Zuoming personally killed a Shun soldier and shouted, "Firearm soldiers, follow me!" His voice was firm and resolute, as if he had forgotten the fatigue and exhaustion. Qin Zuoming also ordered the firearm soldiers and archers to replace the exhausted frontline soldiers and let them rest for a while.

The two armies were caught in a fierce hand-to-hand fight. They hacked and fought each other, and everyone tried their best to fight and kill the enemy. An hour later, Li Yan suddenly ordered Yan Tianlu and other troops to retreat. When Yan Tianlu was feeling strange, Li Yan ordered Helan, Tan Hong, Tan Yi and other troops to continue the attack. They took turns to attack and rest according to Li Yan's plan, constantly consuming the physical strength and morale of the white-pole soldiers.

However, in this fierce battle, Tan Wen was extremely anxious. Two days ago, he was ordered by Jian Mingxiao to go out of the city to transport grain. On the way, he met Tan Hong, Tan Yi and three others. Because of the deep brotherly love, he followed them after seeing them surrender. Li Zicheng had no doubts and directly asked them to join the battle. But at this time, the herald officer was confused: "Mr. Li didn't mention you..." Tan Wen was extremely anxious and he didn't know what to do. He wanted to fight side by side with his brothers, but he didn't want to betray his country and nation. He fell into deep contradictions and struggles... (End of this chapter)