Xu Changqing certainly understood the meaning of Cao Bianjiao.

Morality is like a thing that takes one go, and then declines, and then exhausts three times.

Due to the limitations of the battlefield, Yang Guozhu, Li Fuming and others were unable to win the first victory as soon as possible, and it would be difficult for the follow-up forces to reinforce them.

At this time, there were ravines in front of both sides of the Ming and Qing dynasties. As long as you fill the soil and make moves, you will definitely be discovered by your opponent.

But if there is no reinforcement, it is difficult for the two veterans to break through the double teams between the Tartar soldiers and the Goryean soldiers in a short time.

This means that both sides can only fight to the death!

But if there is a change in this kind of death battle, then... I'm afraid the God of Daluo will not be able to control it...

Xu Changqing frowned, and the sweat on his forehead was like a spring, so he could only keep wiping his forehead hard.

In fact, both Yang Guozhu and Li Fuming have performed well, and have been able to survive this situation so fast.

Unfortunately, both veterans are just average and focus on being safe, and have no excellence.

If it is ordinary, this is a good thing, and a great thing, but at this time, at this critical node, this is a bit too small.

Xu Changqing looked up at the direction of the main peak of Rufeng Mountain.

There, Huang Taiji's golden royal flag flag and various ceremonial guards fluttered in the wind, looking down at the commanding heights in the surrounding area from a high point, as if it were God's perspective.

Even Xu Changqing could vaguely see the precious green ring on Huang Taiji's left thumb.

"Uncle Cao, this matter is not easy to deal with now. There is no room for it anymore. I'm afraid it's up to Yang Shuai and Li Shuai to hold on!"

Xu Changqing did not rush to express his opinion, and replied ambiguously to Cao Bianjiao.

To be honest, it is not Xu Changqing who is arrogant. If Xu Changqing is placed at Yang Guozhu's position at this time, even if it is the soldiers under Yang Guozhu's command, the current situation will definitely be different.

pity!

Xu Changqing had no such foundation at this time.

"Don't say it's fake, it's done!"

Cao Bianjiao knew Xu Changqing very well and said coldly.

“…”

After being criticized by Lao Cao, Xu Changqing was speechless for a moment.

However, there was no need to cover up the old Cao Xu Changqing, and whispered: "The Tartars used the Goryeo to consume our spirits. The current situation is not necessarily a bad thing. Otherwise, once the two old coaches defeated the Goryeo, there would be variables!"

"Um?"

Old Cao frowned suddenly!

With his understanding of Xu Changqing, how could he not know that Xu Changqing's murderous intent was hidden?

"Boy, please be careful!"

Xu Changqing no longer retained it and whispered: "Uncle Cao, the key now is to see how Duke Hong makes a decision! Should he protect the first victory and the overall situation, or should he take down these useless Tartar positions and fight the Tartars to the death!

If you protect the first victory and the overall situation, you will directly let the two veterans fight, let Yang Guozhu play all the main force, disperse the Tartar Blade in the shortest time, let Li Fuming break the Goryeo people away, and then get some heads, and directly withdraw the troops, and announce that we will win the first victory!"

Lao Cao no longer cared about the situation of the battle at this time and turned to look at Xu Changqing's eyes.

Xu Changqing continued: "If Hong Du is greedy and still has to bear it, then I'm afraid the Daluo Gods will have no choice. Once the Goryeo retreats, the Tartars will never miss this opportunity for us to be tired. At that time, I'm afraid that those who go to fight will not be these soft Han military flags, but the elites of the real Manchus!"

"hiss!"

Old Cao couldn't help but take a breath. He had already fully understood what Xu Changqing meant, and he couldn't make a rebuttal...

With his eyesight, he naturally understood that the Qing army rushed out of Rufeng Mountain were basically a group of slaves from the Han army flag and a small number of Mongolian slaves. There were very few Manchus, and there were not many people, with less than two thousand people, just using the advantages of the terrain to block the Ming army's footsteps.

Moreover, at this time, it firmly occupied part of the outpost positions of Yang Guozhu's chariot camp.

Once the two veterans are exhausted by them, even if the Tartar cavalry cannot exert their power, the real Manchus that have been hiding from the front will take action!

Especially the Tartar artillery, they have obviously been keeping their power.

But at this time, even if you understand these things, neither Cao Bianjiao nor Xu Changqing would have any room for anything…

Lao Cao was a clumsy man. After a moment, he whispered: "Boy, you are here to help me stare. I'll go see the governor now!"

Even though Xu Changqing was young, Cao had already recognized Xu Changqing's strength in many previous war methods.

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Xu Changqing was shocked and hurriedly grabbed Lao Cao: "Uncle Cao, don't! We can't help with this matter, don't cause any trouble!"

"The fart is burning!"

Cao Bianjiao angrily shook Xu Changqing away, stared at Xu Changqing coldly and said, "If the army is defeated here, we won't burn it? How can we have eggs after the nest is destroyed?!"

“…”

Xu Changqing was speechless by Cao Bianjiao.

Indeed, Xu Changqing wanted to make contributions, but he wanted to protect himself even more.

But Cao Bianjiao's heroic spirit is really selfless, and it is entirely for the overall situation.

But Xu Changqing still gritted his teeth and hugged Cao Bianjiao: "Uncle Cao, don't do anything randomly! The supervisor is not an ordinary person. We can think of it, and he should be able to think of it too! The water is too deep, Uncle Cao! If you want to go, unless you kill me!"

"you?!"

Cao Bianjiao was immediately furious.

The two of them were almost going to perform a full martial arts movement in this battle formation. The personal soldiers around them were confused and didn't know how to persuade them.

Xu Changqing suddenly grasped some ideas and said hurriedly: "Uncle Cao, can you not be in a hurry, listen to me first? There may not be no other way in the current situation!"

"Um?"

"What's the solution?"

Cao Bianjiao was immediately distracted and he was looking at Xu Changqing.

Seeing Lao Cao's appearance, Xu Changqing couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If he had known this, he wouldn't have told such a truth no matter what he said.

However, there is really not room for change at this time!

That is~~, the elite soldiers are coming out, and the blood of the family members rushes to the formation!

Especially at this time, the position of Cao Bian Jiao’s unit happened to be stuck in the waistline of the Goryeo formation!

There is no need to be a large number of people, just a few hundred people is enough!

You don’t even have to directly kill the Koreans, you just need to oppress the Koreans and cause chaos!

But this requires coordination of the overall situation!

It is necessary to obtain the order from Hong Chengchou's central army, and all parties cooperate to allow Yang Guozhu and Li Fuming's subordinates to disperse the enemy, and seize the time to cut off some heads, even if it has to pay some price!

Then withdraw troops in time and declare victory of the Ming Dynasty!

After hearing Xu Changqing say his thoughts, Cao Bianjiao was speechless for a moment.

This kid is so brave.

In the end, I still want to influence Hong Chengchou!

But Cao Bianjiao also understood very well that at this time, this was indeed the best choice!

If you can't get out of this big pit as soon as possible, then Ming Jun really won't see any chance of winning in the next thing!

After a moment, Cao Bianjiao gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go meet the governor right away!"

Xu Changqing spat fiercely and said, "Damn it, a man dies, a bird is facing the sky, and it will never die for thousands of years! Uncle Cao, let's go together! Even if you want to take the blame, someone will be digging the ancestral grave, I, Xu Changqing, will accept it!"

"you?!"

Cao Bianjiao was furious and was about to teach Xu Changqing a lesson. Xu Changqing didn't have time to think much, so he pulled Cao Bianjiao away: "Uncle Cao, the fighter plane is precious, but he can first send the personal soldiers to gather blood and blood. After taking the order, we will rush forward!"

“#￥%!”

Cao Bianjiao immediately cursed and cursed, but did not refute. The two of them rode their horses to the central army.

…

Central Army.

At this time, Hong Chengchou's face seemed to be covered with wax, and his heart was even more ups and downs, and he had no idea what it felt like.

According to his strategic vision, how could he not know that the Ming army seems to have an advantage now, but if it drags on, it will definitely be defeated!

But at this moment, how could he retreat?

As the victor of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor and the people of the world put all hope on him. How could he retreat???

At this time, Hong Chengchou almost turned into a walking corpse and lost all his vitality.

One of his feet had already entered the Avici Hell, but he had no way to break free...

This is the most tragic thing in the world.

Hong Chengchou had even seen countless Ming Junlang who had arrived underground, gaiting their teeth and claws, looking for him to seek his life...

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