On March 12, the second year of Zhaowu, the year was in the north.
At dawn, in the dark sky, the waning moon that could be seen vaguely has not yet completely fallen, and that big sun is even more missing.
Although it is already deep in spring, the coldness of deep winter has not yet dissipated. The white snow covering the world has deepened the chill.
The howling north wind rolled up snowflakes flying all over the sky, shaking through the vast army. The Daheng Black Dragon Flag also danced with it, stretching and turbulent!
The battle robe was stained with blood, the army collided, and the battlefield atmosphere of the golden swords and iron horses was also filled with this continuous military camp.
On this day, the atmosphere in the military camp became much more tense. In the snow, soldiers sat around the fire, either silently, wiped their armor, or surrounded by the literate soldiers, leaving behind letters like suicide letters.
War is romantic under the writing of literati, but for these soldiers, war is a cruelty that destroys human nature.
They had no room for resistance. Under the layers of military orders under the mountains, they could only numbly pick up their weapons, charge, kill, and then turn into a broken body.
If you are lucky, you may be able to be restrained and sent back to your hometown for burial. If you are unlucky, you will be buried in a foreign land and your soul will be left in a foreign land.
What they can do is to make the most complete preparations in every war as much as possible so that their already pitifully low chances of survival can be greater.
Perhaps the only thing worth looking forward to is the wealth and glory after surviving.
Looking forward to making military achievements, getting rid of the fate of ants, and mastering some of the autonomy of one's own destiny.
"gather!"
“All assemble!”
At some point, the silence suddenly broke, and the whistling wind roared, and the war drums suddenly rose. With the waving of the command soldiers and flags, the shouts of a famous general also resounded throughout the continuous military camp.
Under the waving Daheng Dragon Banner, a famous soldier ran and a battalion of troops gathered.
In the Mongolian camp, the same scene was the same, with Mongolian cavalry running, and the rumbling sound of horse hooves resounding throughout the world.
Under this dark sky, the sky was filled with snow, the two armies gathered, and hundreds of thousands of armies stood in front of each other. The strong sense of killing also filled the world.
The howling wind seemed to have stopped a lot between the thick killing.
Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!
At some point, the silent war drum sounded again!
The blood, at this moment, was boiling with the war drum!
"kill!"
"Kill the thief!"
The suppressed soldiers of both sides also broke out completely under this dim sky!
Iron cavalry, like unstoppable sharp spears, flew out from the camps of both sides!
Cannonballs like meteors and rain of fire intersected in the sky, roaring towards the camps on both sides!
"Wind! Wind! Wind!"
As the infantry advances and the large shield chariots move forward, there are musket formations that carry muskets. While they are cheering, they have already aimed at the Mongolian cavalry charging towards the opposite side.
The cavalry swayed and charged, and the rain of arrows fell in the sky, the blades collided, the broken arms flew across the residual value, and blood and fire were constantly staged in this vast battlefield every minute.
collision!
One collision after another!
Snowflakes dyed into blood flowers and bloomed in this silvery world!
The snow color was soon dyed bloody, and it was dazzling and hideous among the brightness.
After several months of stalemate, the decisive battle between hundreds of thousands of troops finally broke out between the white snow in this desert!
On the general's stage, under the emperor's flag, the armor was dyed with white frost. Li Xiu watched the magnificent and bloody battle indifferently.
There is no normal state in the military, even if it is him, it cannot violate the basic laws of the world.
After several months of stalemate, he had done all the preparations he could make to the best. In addition, with the unexpected victory in Shanhaiguan, this war was not as sure to win, but for him, with these, it was enough.
Besides, Lin Danhan was too careful, so cautious!
A little movement is like a cup of bow and snake shadow, with nearly 200,000 iron cavalry. With such a mentality, it is difficult to exert the power of 200,000 iron cavalry!
Attack, attack, attack again!
Talin Danhan will inevitably make mistakes under such a mentality.
In this era, no matter what famous generals and generals are, in fact, the key to the outcome of a war is not a strange strategy, but a person who makes fewer mistakes and who can make mistakes in time.
In such a large war, hundreds of people fell down every moment. With the sacrifice of these soldiers and the loss of troops, naturally, the strategic arrangements between the two sides will lead to weaknesses and flaws.
The original communication method has led to extremely unsatisfactory connections between the departments.
It depends on who can avoid these weaknesses and flaws, who can discover these weaknesses first, and who can make up for the weaknesses and flaws as quickly as possible.
Whoever reacts slowly or makes mistakes in strategic arrangements will naturally lead to disadvantages in the overall situation. These disadvantages accumulate little by little until they change qualitatively, which means the overall collapse and the defeat is like a mountain of defeat!
This is the war in this era, and it is also the essence of war.
Even the information wars in later generations revolve around this.
Before, under the threat of the Later Jin flanks, the basic conditions for a decisive battle were naturally not met.
After all, when all the troops were mobilized, the Later Jin raid, even if he used his troops like a god, it might be difficult to save the situation of defeat as if he was defeated.
Now, the conditions for the decisive battle are barely established, it depends on who is better than Lin Danhan!
"kill!"
"Da Heng ten thousand years!"
One by one, Daheng or Mongolian soldiers fell down, and one after another made up the vacancy.
Under the general attack and decisive battle, no one has room for a step back!
The rolling flames filled the smoke, and the roar of muskets, cannons and catapults resounded through the sky, and projectiles cut through the sky, wantonly harvesting the lives of the soldiers on both sides.
The rumbling drums of war also kept ringing on this battlefield, like the sound of roaring and thundering in the sky!
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During the collision of cavalry, short guns were fired, long swords were waving, and blood was blooming!
Between the constant tempering of life and death, there is obviously a bit of style!
The collision of cavalry is determined, and there is no way out.
On the vast and endless Gobi Desert, cavalry after cavalry collided together!
What kind of raiding tactics and raiding techniques have no effect at all when both sides are not weak.
All you can do is a head-on battle!
Armed with the commanders of both sides, the army was deployed into the bloody Shura field. In this fierce battle that was endless, the snow was no longer white.
Shouting, roaring, wailing, roaring...
In just a moment when the war began, this white world was infected with thick blood.
The war was not only in Datong, but also in Yanghe. Huang Degong, who was ordered to lead his army to support him, but also fiercely collided with the Later Jin Dynasty who was ordered to stop him. Under the strict orders of the commanders of both sides, the soldiers on both sides had no room for retreat, only crazy attacks and defenses!
"General, Your Majesty has an order to order your troops to arrive at Yanghe within five days to support the three-sided governor's headquarters!"
A messenger held the flag and blew up.
"I will follow the order!"
Huang Degong wiped the blood on his face, took the flag and looked around the entire army: "Did you hear me? Your Majesty has issued an order!"
"Send the order, and the guards move closer to the central army, join forces together, and we will clench our fists and hit it out!"
...
On the bank of the Yanghe River, the Zhou Yuji army's central army camp, standing alone on the bank of the Yanghe River, was surrounded by groups. The Later Jin battle flag covered the sky and the sun. This remnant army was like a small boat in the storm, shaking and persisting hard.
The three-sided governor had already taken the battle personally, waving his big sword and killing endlessly.
The Dazhai, which once had nearly 20,000 troops, had been siege and attacked during this period, and it would have been steadily reduced by half. If Zhou Yuji had not been in charge personally, he would have given up on resisting a general with a lower prestige.
At the Gubeikou of Jizhen, the offensive and defensive momentum changed again. The Jizhen army stood tall and tall. Dorgon's soldiers, under the critical news of Liaodong, were already crazy, and almost day and night, attacking the interception defense line formed by Jizhen soldiers. The war had already entered a complete fierce attack.
What kind of preservation is no longer under Dorgon's consideration. He only knew that if he rushed back to Liaodong and Liaodong one second later, the relatives of countless Jin soldiers would die under the blade.
Kill the clan and destroy the seeds!
If these six words are not in yourself, it is impossible to understand the endless despair in it.
And now, the Shanhai Town Army is implementing such a strategy in Liaodong!
Just a moment of thinking, Dorgon was staring at him, wishing he could put on his wings and fly back to the Great Jin to save his tribe from the fire and water!
Compared with the madness of Dorgon and many soldiers of the Later Jin Dynasty, Xu Feng was obviously much more indifferent. With his back to Gubeikou, he had no shortage of military supplies and military strength. Defense is the strength of the infantry, so he is naturally as stable as Mount Tai.
However, after receiving the news from the scout, Xu Feng was uneasy.
"besides?"
After receiving Ye Bushang's report, Xu Feng's face suddenly became gloomy. He blocked Dorgon, but Dorgon also restrained him.
At this time, Ajige led his troops back to support Liaodong...
Can't stop it!
In just a moment, Xu Feng made a decision. Although his Ji Town had a strong force, he had already drawn most of his troops to Datong. Although the remaining ones were barely enough to stop Dorgon, it was not a problem.
But if we divide the troops and try to stop Ajige, it is obviously a delusion.
"Send this news immediately to Liaodong and tell the Shanhai Supervisor."
After giving the order, Xu Feng looked at Shen Kuo who was standing straight beside him.
"Ajige leads two flags of iron cavalry to detour the grassland and return to Liaodong. Our governor can only give you five thousand iron cavalry. You have to stubbornly entangle Ajige's unit at all costs and delay their return to Liaodong as much as possible!"
Hearing this, Shen Kuo's silent eyes trembled, and then he took the order without hesitation: "Please rest assured, unless the last general died in battle, he would never let Ajige return to Liaodong with his troops!"
"Go."
Xu Feng waved his hand and said nothing more.
Shen Kuo stood up, bowed deeply to Xu Feng, and without saying a word, he turned around and left.
Looking at Shen Kuo's back with big strides, Xu Feng's eyes flashed for it, and finally, he shook his head. It would be fine, at least, he would make meritorious service and die on the battlefield, and he would still be blessed with his descendants...
Chapter completed!