Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

Chapter 235 Ambush
  Licking his chapped lips, the scar on his forehead itched slightly, looking at his homeland occupied by the enemy, the opportunity was right in front of him, and Qin Erbao, who became the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, did not want to let go of this opportunity.

"Send the order," Qin Erbao rolled up the black whip as thick as a thumb in his hand and said to the ordering soldiers beside him: "All soldiers and spear battalions attack from the front. There is no need to conserve strength. I will give them to you tonight." Then teach the southern barbarians in Liaoyang City a lesson! Tell them who is the master of this land!"

"Lancer Battalion, left wing!"

"Infantry, right wing!"

"Besieging the city in the middle!"

"All cavalry mount up!"

War drums beat, flags flutter, and bugles sob, like the ghosts of ancient battlefields, driving the devil toward the majestic city in the darkness.

"Send the order! After a stick of incense, everyone will attack Liaoyang City with one go! Go forward indomitably!"

rub rub! ! !
  The blade was unsheathed, the cold light was sharp, the war horses neighed, and there were fierce battles.

At this moment, at the head of Liaoyang City, the Eight Banners soldiers and horses were also in full array.

Azig and Erden have already boarded the city in person.

"Is it true that the Ming army is here?" Azig gritted his teeth: "After traveling thousands of miles without taking a break, they marched more than fifty miles in a hurry and attacked Liaoyang City at night."

Is Qin Erbao crazy?
  Or is Wang Qi crazy?

Azige was confident that even if the troops and horses in his hands were cut off, he could still hold on to the city without losing it.

"You look down on this king so much?" Azig's face was unusually gloomy.

"Sir, do you want to go out of the city to fight?" Erden stood aside and asked.

After staring at the city for a long time, Azige said with a ferocious smile: "Isn't it just following his wishes when we go out to fight in the city? Who knows if there is an ambush outside the city? Give the order, there is no need to go out of the city, just defend!"

"twitter!!!"

The eagle flees, the wild beast walks away, the war is about to begin, and the bloody hell scene emerges again.

In fact, before leading his troops to Liao, Qin Erbao was summoned alone by Wang Qi.

"What do you think of this Liao incident?" At that time, Wang Qi took a group of generals out of the city for a hunting trip. On the way back, he summoned Qin Erbao alone for questioning.

At that time, Qin Erbao said bluntly: Han soldiers are not weaker than the Eight Banners of Houjin. Whether it is charging at the middle gate, encountering a battle, or attacking and killing on the way, Qin Erbao is confident that no matter what the situation, his soldiers Able to fight against the Eight Banners soldiers and horses.

"How about I let you be the vanguard of the gold expedition and lead 40,000 people to Liaoyang?" Wang Qi said calmly as he rode the horse and looked at the sunset in the distance.

"Forty thousand people?" Qin Erbao froze on the spot, thinking he heard wrongly.

"I will lead ten thousand people across the Anping Mountains and approach Shenyang City. Horqin's army has already set off under the leadership of Lu Xiangsheng. If we can start fighting on two battlefields at the same time, Houjin will be attacked from both sides and my chances of winning will greatly increase!" Wang Qi was never willing to wait for fate's mercy, nor was he willing to let Hou Jin linger for too long.

This winter is the best time to bury the Jurchen clan.

Hearing Wang Qi's words, Qin Erbao was still a little incredulous: "Sir, do you need me to lead troops to contain the Jurchens in Liaoyang City?"

"Whether you want to feign a containment attack or attack the city with all your strength, you decide for yourself." Wang Qi squinted his eyes, as if admiring the last rays of the sun before it set over the mountains: "As the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, I have nothing practical to teach you. Damn, you have to make a judgment on everything after you lead your troops across Liaodong."

"How?" Wang Qi turned around and looked at his former personal guard, now the highest-ranking military attache in Liaodong.

"I understand," at this moment, Wang Qi, who was covered in golden light from the setting sun, looked like a god in Qin Erbao's eyes.

No one would doubt Qin Erbao's loyalty to Wang Qi, but at this moment, Qin Erbao finally felt that what is meant by kindness and rebirth is the kindness of encounter.

Feint or go all out?

Qin Erbao had already made his decision from the moment he crossed the Liao River on his horse.

The sky is dark, the earth is white, and the majestic city of Liaoyang stands alone.

Under the city, Qin Erbao rode his horse and looked at the city in the distance, his blood boiling.

"Sir, do you want to start the attack?" The deputy general asked Qin Erbao for instructions.

At this time, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong breathed out a breath, and the memories in his eyes suddenly disappeared, replaced by murderous intent: "Kill!"

"kill!!!!"

Following the command of the messenger ice, more than 40,000 Ming troops rushed towards Liaoyang City in the dark night.

Arrow feathers and swords and guns moved forward with coldness and sharp killing intent.

The neighing of the war horses and the killing cries of the soldiers almost penetrated the eardrums, and even the mountains in the distance seemed to disappear.

Azig looked at the endless Ming army charging from the city, and for some reason, his heart suddenly trembled violently.

It was an unprecedented fear and flinch.

Just do it for a show!
  If a person's annual salary is less than ten taels of silver, why should he fight for his life?
  "Defend! Everyone! No one is allowed to leave the city to counterattack without my order!" Azig had already decided to defend this place and kill the Ming army here. Now he saw Qin Erbao's 40,000 people acting like this. The crazy and bloodthirsty look further strengthened his inner thoughts.

Swish! ! !
  Both sides of the city and below fired arrows at each other.

The arrow feathers shot into the sky and blocked out the sun. For a moment, it was impossible to tell which was the advantage and which was the disadvantage.

"The cavalry on both wings take action! Attack the enemy's weak defense! If we don't bite off a piece of the Jurchen's flesh in this battle, even if you are buried in Liaodong today, and on the tomb in the future, you will not be able to face the words of the great victory of Ming Dynasty in Liaodong." !!!"

As the command flag changes, the situation on the entire battlefield also changes continuously.

One moment, they were storming the central gate of Liaoyang City. The next second, the flanking infantry siege ladder was set up on the right side of the city wall, storming a weak point.

Soon, under the fierce firepower attack of the Ming army, the defenders at the top of the city were suppressed and could not raise their heads, let alone the siegeers who raised their swords and guns to actively attack the city.

With a crunch, accompanied by the cover of cavalry archers, a large number of siegemen, ladders and siege vehicles have approached the Liaoyang City, although a large area of ​​corpses has been left behind the siege troops.

However, the Jianzhou infantry guarding the city suffered heavy casualties.

The Jurchens were not good at defending the city, let alone the coated slaves who did not even have enough armor and weapons.

"kill!!!"

The little flag officer Jiao Yao, who was covered in blood, had already led the first batch of his soldiers to climb up the city wall.

boom! ! !
  The blade and the gun body collided, flashing a dazzling white light.

Jiao Yao took the lead, jumped down from the ladder, and jumped into the city full of enemy troops.

As soon as he landed on the ground, he swung his sword and said, "A barbarian and a bastard, are you worthy of fighting against your grandfather? Die!!!"

After Jiao Yao climbed to the top of the city, Ding Fu followed closely behind, waving the long knife in his hand to kill the enemies on the outside.

For a time, the entire city was in chaos.

The combat effectiveness of the infantry soldiers and slaves was not high. Now, facing the crazy and bloodthirsty Ming army, they were beaten so hard that they could not hold their heads up and had no room to fight back.

On top of the city, Azig was watching the battle with his heart trembling: something is wrong with this Ming army! What a bunch of lunatics!
  Liaoyang City is such a majestic city, and it doesn't care about casualties. Are you really using your lives to fill it?
  "Bring in the Eight Banners soldiers!" Azig was scared. With such a desperate attack, even if he defended this wave of attacks, the city gate would be broken next time.

In this case, the strategy must be adjusted.

Mobilize the elite to go out of the city to fight!
  It is not the habit of Eight Banners soldiers to stand at attention and receive a beating.

Taking the initiative is the key to victory!

Moreover, the Ming army on both wings outside the city continued to attack the weak points of Liaoyang City's defense, which had already made the defenders in the city clumsy and exhausted, and could no longer remain so passive.

"Erden!" Azig shouted.

"Your Majesty!" Erden lifted his robe, and Zhenglan Qi Gushan already knew where his mission was.

"Lead the cavalry under your command, go out of the city to fight, and wipe out the Ming army on the outer flanks of the city!"

"Cha!!" Erden kowtowed, without saying much, stood up and turned around to leave.

Erden had many battles with the Ming army, but most of them were with Liaodong generals such as Zu Dashou and Luo Yiguan, but they had never fought with Qin Erbao, a new Ming general who had risen in Liaodong.

"Spit!" After leaving the Drum Tower, Azig turned his head and glanced at the blazing war outside the city. He spit out the thick phlegm in his mouth and then turned around to summon his soldiers.

Woohoo! ! !
  The Jurchens' trumpets are different from those of the Ming army. This kind of drum and trumpet is made of a mixture of deer antlers and special bark, with a sense of vastness and penetration.

Even Qin Erbao, who was leading his own soldiers to supervise the battle from far outside the city, could hear it.

"The Jurchens are about to send troops," Qin Erbao looked in the direction of the city and subconsciously tightened the reins in his hands.

The real war has just begun.

"Come here!" Qin Erbao tried his best to suppress his excitement, like a beast roaring before it becomes thirsty for blood.

"Sir," the guard stepped forward.

"Send the order, the infantry retreat and let the giant crossbow camp prepare," Qin Erbao licked his lips. He had not felt this excited and hungry for too many days.

Boom.
  With a loud rumbling sound, the side door of Liaoyang City opened wide.

Before the Ming army, which was fighting and attacking outside the city, could react, the Jurchens who came out on horseback had already swung their swords, and like cutting leeks, their lives were harvested in an instant.

The combat effectiveness of infantry and cavalry differs by more than one level.

When they met, it was the death scythe, which fell down in a large area.

"Kill all these Han people!" Erden swung his sword to chop off the heads of the Ming army in front of him, and gave the order coldly.

"Kill!!" As if they had been locked up in an iron cage for too long, after nearly ten thousand Jurchen cavalry came out of the city gate, they immediately galloped on their horses, slashing left and right wherever they went, regardless of whether they were Ming soldiers or soldiers. Minions.

Probably, in their eyes, they are all the same.

"kill!!!"

Erden led his soldiers to kill the Ming army further away. The Ming army there was the main force attacking Liaoyang City, and it was also the culprit that constantly harassed the flank defense of Liaoyang City.

On the city, the fighting continued, but Azig's attention had been attracted by the battle outside the city: as long as Erden defeated the Ming army outside the city, then the little shrimps on the city would not be worth mentioning.

Whoa! ! !
  As it flashed, drums and trumpets sounded in the Ming army formation.

That was Ming Jin's signal to withdraw his troops.

"Huh?" Azig thought he heard wrongly: "After paying a huge price, we are finally about to attack you. Why is it that the Ming army has to withdraw as soon as the Eight Banners soldiers and horses leave the city?"

Did he really overestimate this group of Ming troops?
  Is the Ming army still so vulnerable?
  At this moment, Erden was the one who had the same idea as Azig.

He led his cavalry along the way, sweeping away fallen leaves in the autumn wind, killing all the enemy troops he saw, throwing away their helmets and armor, and fled in rout.

Wasn't it a joy to kill just now?
  When the Jurchens came out, they abandoned their helmets and armor and fled far away?

"Hey!" Erden would not let the Ming troops leave so easily: "Kill all these Ming troops, and no one can escape!"

On the top of the city, Azig squinted his eyes and looked at Erden who was chasing after him on horseback. Then he raised his eyes and looked at the darkness further away. A strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart: "Quick, Beat the drums, call the gold, retreat the troops, and let Erden come back!"

"twitter!"

The guards don't quite understand why they have to withdraw their troops even though they have just begun to gain the upper hand.
  But no one dared to disobey the British Prince's order.

"Prince of England's military order, beat the drums and withdraw the troops!!!"

As the military order was issued, the distant sound of sobbing drums and trumpets spread out
  "Sir, this is an order to return to the army!" The guard next to Erden reminded Erden, whose eyes were red with blood.

"Withdraw the troops?" Erden glanced at the large number of remnant soldiers fleeing not far away, then turned to look at the silent and solemn drum tower on the top of the city: "Spit!!!"

Another stream of thick phlegm was spat out.

"I will be outside, and the military orders will not be accepted!"

Erden waved his sword forward and shouted: "Continue to pursue and completely wipe out this Ming army!"

When they just attacked the city, Erden had already observed that there were nearly 20,000 infantry attacking the city, and there were nearly 10,000 cavalry on the flanks. So this was equivalent to the battlefield, and it had included the entire Liaoming army.

Where will the ambush be?
  Where could there be an ambush?
  "This time, I will make a great contribution!" Erden had already begun to imagine his dream of being called up to three of the Eight Banners and taking charge of one.

To the north of the foothills of Qianshan Mountain, there is a huge lake area. It is freezing in winter, and the lake has been covered with thick ice.

Pursued by Erden, the defeated troops crossed the ice and almost fled into the mountains.

"Sir, we can't pursue anymore! The terrain and actions ahead are unknown, and we are already too far away from Liaoyang City."

"Huh?" Erden squinted his eyes and looked at the frozen lake in the distance, with doubts in his heart.

Da da da! ! !
  The four hooves of the war horse stepped on the ground, making bursts of irritating sounds: "There is something wrong with this place."

Erden turned the horse's head: "Withdraw!!"

The word withdraw has just been exported.

In the distant dense forest, the sound of bowstrings vibrating the air suddenly sounded.

That sound seemed to shatter the air, defeat the soldiers, and break Erden's heart.

"There's an ambush!!!"

At that moment, Erden waved his whip and galloped towards Liaoyang City.

Afterwards, all the cavalrymen reacted and followed their commander in the direction they came from.
  But behind it.

The sound of breaking through the air has been faintly heard.

(End of this chapter)