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

Chapter 237 Three-party layout to encircle and suppress the slave establishment

The handle of the knife is held in the hand, and the wrist is turned steadily.

The blood was like spring water, flowing out in tons and tons.

Ding Fu opened his mouth wide, breathing heavily, and stared at Jiannu in front of him.

Azig's service was different from that of other Jiannu slaves, but in Ding Fu's eyes, what was the difference?

Poof! ! !

Holding the handle of the knife in his hand, he pulled the blade out of Azig's body.

Da da da da, Azig took two steps back. The Jianzhou Baylor's hair was disheveled at the moment, and his mouth was wide open. The breath coming out of his mouth was continuous, as if once it stopped, he would never take in air again. .

"Ha, ha, ha," he kept breathing heavily, reaching out to cover the wounds on his chest and abdomen. The blood was gushing out and he couldn't stop it. At this moment, Azig had a sullen face and tried hard to say: "I personally He has killed countless Han people, men and women, young and old, women and children, too numerous to count."

Staring at Azig who was still stern with his mouth, Ding Fu said nothing, but silently lowered the long knife in his hand. Black blood flowed down the blade, forming a pool on the ground. Every drop of blood fell, A circle of ripples will form.

"Tell Wang Qi," Azig's face had turned extremely dark, as if he was about to fall to the ground in the next moment.

"Huh?" When he heard the word Wang Qi, Ding Fu's immature eyes, which had been numbed by death, began to waver.

At the last moment of his life, Azig exhausted all his strength and almost roared out the inhuman words from his broken throat: "Go to hell!!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Azig tilted his head and fell to the ground with a plop.

"What bird language are you talking about? I don't understand," Ding Fu shrugged disdainfully, no longer paying attention to Azig who fell to the ground, but turned to look at the battlefield aside.

After experiencing a life-and-death battle, at the top of Liaoyang City, the Ming army had cleaned the battlefield, and all the slaves had their heads cut off to ensure that nothing was left out.

Woohoo! ! !
  Not long after, at the foot of Liaoyang City, the banner with the word Qin fluttered, and the mighty Ming Army cavalry appeared on the horizon.

Hurry! !
  Reining his horse and stopping at the foot of Liaoyang City, Qin Erbao narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Ming Dynasty Dragon Flag floating above the city, and a smile finally appeared on his cold lips.

Overnight, the Ming Dynasty flag changed on the city wall.

In ancient times, Wanhuhou was nothing more than that, right?
  As the army gathered, the Ming army soldiers stood on the top of the city, holding swords, guns, armor, and flags big and small, cheering loudly:
  "Wan Sheng!!"

"Wan Sheng!!"

"Da Ming wins!!"

"Da Ming wins!!"

Looking at the nearly ten thousand soldiers at the top of the city shouting victory, Qin Erbao chuckled and slowly raised his right hand.

In an instant, people all over the city stopped cheering.

One second ago, the mountains roared and the tsunami roared; at this moment, there was silence.

Qin Erbao opened and closed his lips and teeth, and said softly: "The Liao army is victorious!"

Up and down the city, all the soldiers looked at each other with excitement and excitement in their eyes.

Liao army?

Doesn't that mean they are the soldiers of Liaodong?

They are the ones who should be remembered most in this protracted battle to defend their homeland.

"Liao Army," Ding Fu stood at the top of the city, raised his scimitar high, and shouted loudly: "Wan Sheng!"

"Liao Army."

"Wan Sheng."

At first there were scattered sounds, but as Ding Fu stood on the top of the city, he roared out. Most of the Ming army shouted: "Liao army, ten thousand victories!"

This is a victory for the Liaodong army.

"Who is that person?" Sitting on the horse, Qin Erbao pointed to Ding Fu on the top of the city with curiosity.

"My lord, that man is an infantryman from the left camp of the Chinese Army, Ding Fu." The commander of the infantry battalion stood next to Qin Erbao and added: "The former flag officer Jiao Yao's men are serving their lives. This battle Zhong Fen bravely killed the enemy and was one of the first to reach the summit. He also personally captured and killed the Prince of Jianzhou Ying, Azige."

"Yes, he is a good seedling," Qin Erbao nodded: "Being promoted to deputy general manager of the Chinese Army, I can train him more."

"I will understand," the commander nodded.

"Order, enter the city!!!"

Qin Erbao waved his hand suddenly and led the army to Liaoyang City.

At this moment, it was announced that Liaoyang City had changed hands.

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At this time, Liutiaotun was more than 20 miles north of the lower reaches of the Taizi River.

Wei Qi stood high, the telescope in his hand trembling slightly because of his anger.

"Liaoyang City, the most important town in Liaodong, Noda's Liaoyang City, was defeated by the Ming army in less than a day. Erden rushed in and died in the battle, and Azigh's entire army was annihilated."

Zhenglan Banner Commander Wei Qi felt like he was dreaming at this moment: Azig, are you fucking kidding me?

"Sir, should we go to the rescue or go back to Shenyang City?" Not far away, the guard asked with some uncertainty.

"Rescue?" Wei Qi put down his telescope and looked at his men as if they were looking at idiots: "You and I, with thousands of men under our command, are going to Liaoyang City to be chopped up as watermelons by the Ming army?"

"Forehead"

Wei Qi's face turned red after being retorted by Wei Qi, and the guard retreated in embarrassment.

"Besides, until now, we haven't found out where Wang Qi went," Wei Qi pursed his chapped lips. If Wang Qi's figure is not found for a day, the political kings in Shenyang will have no peace. , even rescuing Liaoyang City is a dilemma, making it difficult to make a choice.

After a long while, Wei Qi finally let out a long sigh.

"Liaoyang City is hopeless. Send the order to withdraw the troops." Wei Qi threw the telescope in his hand back to his men, waved the riding whip in his hand, and with a snap, the air burst: "The situation is over."

Just when the Ming army was victorious in Liaoyang City, Weining Camp was on the upper reaches of the Taizi River.

Wang Qi, the governor of Jiliao who had planned the entire Liaodong war, was sitting behind a burning fire, looking at the map in front of An, concentrating on his thoughts.

Not far away, the guards camp stood with their swords drawn, guarding the surrounding area.

Cao Wenzhao, on the other hand, stood outside the camp, looking at the blurry mountains in the distance, somewhat lost in thought.

The falling snow in the sky gradually became heavier, and the tent was gradually weighed down by the snow, making it look a bit crude.

Appeal!
  Not long after, a group of cavalry came on horseback.

"grown ups!"

Outside the camp, the scout's voice sounded.

"Come in," Wang Qi said without raising his head. Cao Wenzhao heard the sound and entered the tent.

"In the battle of Liaoyang City, overnight, Azig was the leader, Erden was killed in the battle, the Eight Banners defenders were wiped out, and the city of Shenyang was in turmoil. One night, all the soldiers and horses of Jiannu moved towards Shenyang, intending to defend the king's division. ." The scout found out the news and handed the letter in his hand to Wang Qi.

Putting down the map in his hand, Wang Qi took the letter and looked down.

Cao Wenzhao, who was standing aside, looked shocked, as if in disbelief.

Soon.
  "Yes, Liaoyang City changed hands overnight, and Shenyang was shocked!" Wang Qi's expression was also a little surprised, but he quickly calmed down.

He scribbled a few strokes on a piece of white paper, and then handed it to the scout: "Go and tell Qin Erbao to rest where you are for three days. On November 12, the army will set off, cross the Taizi River, and camp on the south bank of the Hun River. Intimidate Shenyang City!"

"As ordered!"

After a while, the scouts left.

"Sir, when are we going to leave?" Cao Wenzhao led his army and followed Wang Qi across the Liaohe River and walked hundreds of miles eastward. They had already strayed far away from the direction of Shenyang City.

Seeing Qin Erbao stirring up trouble on the main battlefield, Cao Wenzhao felt really unbearable.

Moreover, Lu Xiangsheng led thousands of cavalry deep into the grassland and joined forces with Horqin to attack Shenyang City.

Now, I can only watch others perform.

The key is that Cao Wenzhao thinks he is no worse than the two of them!
  "No rush," Wang Qi looked at Cao Wenzhao and said with a smile: "General Cao, you should know that attracting the enemy's attention from the flanks is also an important part of battlefield attack and defense, right?"

"But," Cao Wenzhao hesitated for a moment before saying, "I have nearly 10,000 elite troops in my hands. I can only watch the show here. Isn't it a waste?"

"Well," Wang Qi listened and nodded with a smile: "What do you think we should do next?"

"Looking at the overall situation, three groups of troops will march towards Shenyang City in a short period of time, from three directions, to surround it! The whole army will fight to the death to attack the city, and within ten days, I will win it!"

Cao Wenzhao was full of confidence.

"What if we fight to the death?" Wang Qi asked.

"With the Governor here, how can the soldiers use their lives to be invincible?" Wang Qi's question made Cao Wenzhao a little confused.

Wang Qi's expression when he looked at Cao Wenzhao didn't look like someone who was trying to flatter someone.

"Our army only has half a month of food and grass, and the armor and weapons are not in good condition. If we cannot attack the city for ten days, we will be passive." Wang Qi nodded, first affirming Cao Wenzhao's plan, and then added: "But, We cannot directly threaten Shenyang City from three directions, otherwise we will only make them fight to the death in one place, waiting for our army to run out of food and fodder, and then launch a desperate counterattack."

"So, what do you mean, sir?" Cao Wenzhao blinked, as if he understood.

"I have more than 10,000 soldiers and horses, more or less." Wang Qi stretched out his hand and drew a line on the map: "Weining, Dongzhou, Fushun, these three places, do you have the confidence to defeat them in two days?" Within, that is, before November 12, capture them all?”

Cao Wenzhao has already engraved the location of Liaodong's geographical map in his mind.

The three place names mentioned by Wang Qi immediately stood out in Cao Wenzhao's mind.

"In two days, we will attack for five hundred miles. The general will issue a military order here. If we can't capture three cities in two days, I will show you the leader!" Cao Wenzhao lifted up his robe and bowed to Wang Qi: "Please give the order, my lord!"

Capturing three cities in two days means that the army went to Liao in just three days and pulled out all the surrounding outposts and guard posts outside Shenyang City. This will give a fatal blow to the slaves in Shenyang City. one strike.

An army besieging the city and defending it to the death? Or fight to the death?

Wang Qi looked at Cao Wenzhao with a smile: "As long as you can capture the three towns within two days, this battle will be won! I can now allow you to lead the army."

"Sir, the position of marquis is not what Wen Zheng cares about. As long as he can drive out the slaves, he will die without mercy!" Cao Wenzhao had a fire burning in his chest. He had been in the army for many years and had made many meritorious deeds. If he could serve under Wang Qi, It is already the greatest blessing among all the blessings. If we can drive out the Jian slaves in this battle, we will have no regrets in this life!
  "Leave a hundred personal guards to me, and take the rest with you," Wang Qi pushed the military talisman in his hand towards Cao Wenzhao: "Two days later, I will be waiting for your victory report at Baitapu."

"A scholar will die for his bosom friend!" Bang bang bang, kowtow three times, Cao Wenzhao stood up.

Wang Qi only left a hundred personal guards with him, and let him take the rest away. Cao Wenzhao only felt that this life was entrusted to Wang Qi, and he had no hesitation.

"Go ahead," Wang Qi waved his hand.

"Sir, I'll leave you with more than a thousand guards, the general will be afraid." Picking up the military talisman, Cao Wenzhao hesitated for a moment, and then advised.

"One soldier is very important on the battlefield, let alone more than a thousand?" Wang Qi's face straightened: "As a general, you must not take chances!"

"The general has learned his lesson," Cao Wenzhao nodded heavily, bowed to receive the military talisman, and slowly retreated.

In the camp, Wang Qi continued to open the map on the table and looked at it again.

Not long after, Wang Shouxin walked into the camp.

"Sir, Cao Wenzhao selected the central army and the right camp, totaling 10,300 people. He will assemble the army and head north in an hour."

"Well, it doesn't matter," Wang Qi knew what Wang Shouxin wanted to say.

Indeed, it is indeed dangerous for the dignified Governor Ji Liao to have only more than a hundred guards around him, and to go deep behind enemy lines.

"We will not appear on the frontal battlefield. Qin Erbao, Lu Xiangsheng, and Cao Wenzhao will besiege Shenyang City. I, the governor of the Chinese Army, will just watch the battle." Wang Qi slowly covered the map of Liaodong with his big hand and said with a smile: "This is a plan for thousands of miles, and it is also a battlefield."

It seems that Qin Erbao's great victory in Liaoyang put Wang Qi in a good mood.

"Sir, what's the next step?" Wang Shouxin asked.

"Tomorrow, move north to Fengji Fort," Wang Qi pointed at the middle of the map with his finger.

It is the central area from Baitapu, Shenyang City, and Dongzhou Fort. It is also the place where the movements of the other armies can be grasped immediately.

"As ordered!"

Cao Wenzhao organized his army to go out for battle, but Wang Qi neither lectured nor watched the farewell ceremony. This battle was Cao Wenzhao's personal show, and Wang Qi was unwilling to steal the limelight from his subordinates.

Inside the tent, the fire was on and off, and the wood was burning cracklingly, giving off a faint smell of charcoal.

The cold wind howled outside the tent, and the night was already deep, but Wang Qi still didn't fall asleep.

Putting down the book in his hand, he picked up the dry and hard sesame cake that had cooled down and took a bite.

Fragrant and crunchy.

When the army set off, Yuan Chonghuan proposed that Wang Qi accompany the army with dozens of logistical personnel to serve the daily life of the governor's camp, but Wang Qi refused.

Although Wang Qi is not the kind of person who eats and sleeps with his soldiers, any unnecessary burden will be an obstacle to this battle. Wang Qi is not willing to make the slightest mistake.

Looking down at the map on the table, Wang Qi had rehearsed the battle situation thousands of times in his mind and was already implementing it according to the plan.

As long as three armies surround Shenyang City, they will be alone.

How to control it, the initiative lies entirely in Wang Qi's hands.

As for Daishan leading the remaining Jiannu to fight back?

Wang Qi is looking forward to it!
  "I'm just afraid that he will leave the city and surrender," Wang Qi said with a hint of coldness on his lips.

When the time comes, Wang Qi is afraid that if he can't help it, he will get a bad reputation as a trap and killer.

"In this battle, no one from Jiannu will be able to leave the land of Liaodong alive!"

(End of this chapter)