At the third hour of Yin, outside Shenyang City.

The Later Jin camp was crowded with people, and the flags covered the sky and the sun. Even if they were deliberately covered, the dust raised by the horse's hooves floated into the air, causing the Ming soldiers who were patrolling the night at Chenyang to discover the clues.

A patrolman at the East City Gate reported the matter quickly to General Li Chengyin.

At the same time, the Later Jin army had made the final arrangement before heading south. Nurhaci led the Beile and the Eight Banners cavalry to gather in the camp, as if they were waiting for something.

Amin was wearing a lightning rod helmet, holding the reins in one hand, and was scolding the sky and the earth.

"Old scholar, didn't you say that the south wind turned at the third hour of Yin, why is it still the southwest wind? What else can you do? Haven't you watched the celestial phenomena at night?"

"What did you see!"

As the sun gradually rose, the rest of the people gradually became irritable. Nurhaci heard the scolding here become louder and pulled out his saber and said coldly:

"Shut up."

With a command, the audience was silent.

At this moment, changes gradually took place in the sky.

"Listen..."

The people of the Later Jin pricked up their ears and held their breath and felt them intently. In a short while, the wind and sand gradually rose and blew hard on the iron helmets behind their heads.

"It's rising, the south wind is rising!"

Huang Taiji smiled and raised his saber:

"The warriors of the Eight Banners, follow me to the south, capture Liaoyang, and capture Xiong Tingbi alive!"

"Capture Liaoyang and capture Xiong Tingbi alive!!"

The leaders of the Later Jin army were all impressed. They raised Fan Wencheng, threw it into the air, and cheered.

Nurhaci looked up at the increasingly violent wind and sand, but he was in a good mood. Under such a wind, the Eight Banners Cavalry was like a god's help!

At this time, even if the reinforcements from the Ming Dynasty came, they would have the confidence to defeat them in one fell swoop and restore the glory of the Battle of Sarhu!

Amin seemed to have said something to scold Fan Wencheng just now, and turned around and forgot everything. He led his cavalry to rush out the first one.

Huang Taiji sneered, this guy is going to compete for merit, there is no way, who can make me a pioneer chosen by Khan!

Soon, the troops from the Later Jin army camp outside Chenyang City continued to withdraw, rolling horse hooves and heading straight for Liaoyang with the wind and sand.

At the end of Chenyang City, Li Chengyin looked at the dusty camp of the Later Jin army in the distance, his face was solemn, and said to his generals: "Go and call Mangui!"

Mangui didn't sleep all night, his eyelids twitched wildly, and he always felt something big was about to happen.

He came to the city wall and looked at the Later Jin army cavalry that was constantly heading south, without saying a word.

Man Gui's eyes were still calm, but his heart was not calm.

Liaoyang City maintains the battle situation in the entire Liaoshen Plain and even Liaodong. Once the slave army attacks fiercely at any cost, it will be in an extremely unfavorable situation for the court.

The road leading to North Korea on land will be completely cut off, and even if Fuyuwei is saved, it will become a useless piece of fat.

Just put it at the mouth of the slave chief and let it bite!

There was nothing to arrange. Man Gui took a deep breath, tried to calm his tone, and ordered slowly:

"Prepare the fast horse and the flying pigeon, in short, use all means to report this matter to the Master Liaison as quickly as possible!"

Ren Guozhong said worriedly:

"Master, the wind direction has changed. The flying pigeons and fast horses cannot walk for a long time, and their speed has been greatly reduced. When they arrive in Liaoyang, the strategy will probably not have much time to arrange it."

Li Chengyin sighed.

"It's over..."

"How come the direction of the wind changes? Does God bless Jiannu?"

All the generals were dejected and silent.

Indeed, the southwest wind is extremely beneficial to defending the city. As long as you maintain it for a few more days, you can counterattack or stalemate when reinforcements arrive.

Whether it is a counterattack or a stalemate, it is very beneficial to the Ming Dynasty.

But two days after Zhu Xieyuan was about to arrive at Liaoshen, the wind direction changed from southwest to south wind, so that Jiannu's cavalry became even more powerful on the plain.

No matter which reinforcements want to arrive in Liaoyang, they will march against the wind and lose sight of one thing. They are very likely to be defeated by Jiannu and repeat the tragedy of the Battle of Sarhu!

Man Gui glared at them and shouted:

"Even if you leave the city to support Chenyang, you must protect Liaoyang. Liaoyang is the foundation of the imperial court in Liaodong, and there is no need to lose it!"

"As soon as Liaoyang is lost, Liaodong will be over!"

He took a deep breath and said:

"Prepare the fastest horse and deliver the news to Liaoyang as soon as possible no matter what!"

Li Chengyin felt a stern and said with a fist:

"Abide by the order!"

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The Later Jin army sailed south by the wind, which was indeed a good move.

If the other party is not an experienced general, he may miss the excellent opportunity to block the day and night and fall into a passive position.

Before this, even Xiong Tingbi didn't believe that Nurhaci would work so hard.

Unfortunately, Xiong Tingbi calculated all possible changes in the war situation, including this change of wind direction and the sudden arrival of the Later Jin army in the south.

Fan Wencheng was highly respected in the Later Jin Dynasty for successfully calculating the time when he changed the South Wind.

However, Xiong Tingbi probably knew that the southwest wind was about to turn five days before Fan Wencheng "watched the celestial phenomena at night", so he immediately made corresponding arrangements.

For Xiong Tingbi, Liaodong has all the burdens. Since the war started, he has not been able to sleep for a night.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he could see the Liao people who died tragically under the butcher's knife due to his strategic mistakes.

If Xiong Tingbi doesn't sleep or eat without winning this battle!

During the battle, Xiong Tingbi not only always pays attention to the situation of the battle, but also takes into account the terrain, the morale of generals and soldiers everywhere, as well as the wind and rain.

Of course, accurate calculation is impossible.

Xiong Tingbi could only guess a rough idea and then think of a way to deal with it in advance to avoid being in a hurry.

You should know that as a commander and a lieutenant in the Liao territory, every mistake he made could cause the entire battle situation to collapse instantly!

On the night Nurhaci headed south, when the Later Jin army marched unceasingly to the territory more than 80 miles north of Liaoyang City, Xiong Tingbi received a tip from Man Gui.

At this moment, there was no more than one day or fewer hours before the Later Jin army reached the city of Liaoyang, and there was no time to waste it.

In front of the generals, Xiong Tingbi also had a serious expression.

Everyone understood that the slave chief was here to fight desperately this time, and he would never just return to Hetulala without deciding the outcome.

Although the Later Jin army lost more than 20,000 people under the city of Shenyang.

However, the main force of the Eight Banners they injured was less than a thousand people. Compared with the less than 50,000 defenders in Liaoyang, Nurhaci's troops were twice as many as Xiong Tingbi.

The Ming army today, not only fears the Eight Banners Army like a tiger, but also sees the Eight Banners' battle flags from afar, but the army is full of morale. Such morale cannot be won in the field battle.

Xiong Tingbi pressed his hand on the map, concentrating and silent.

If Liaoyang has three long and two shortcomings, it would be a blessing to keep Guangning!

Sun Chengzong's so-called Ningjin defense line strategy may be guaranteed for a while, but in the long run, it may also drag down the Ming Dynasty.

When it really reaches that point, the finances will only be even more difficult.

Shaoqing, Xiong Tingbi said in a deep voice:

"The slave chief is here this time to catch us off guard. If this plan fails, he will use the same trick again and surround the points and attack the support."

"The wind is beneficial to Jiannu, and they cannot consume the military power of the imperial court in Liaodong."

Cao Wenzhao said with his fists:

"Master Jinglei will give you an idea, everyone will listen to you!"

Cao Bianjiao was young and was not afraid at all. He stood up, looked around the crowd with his tiger eyes and said loudly: "The master pointed to the east, and I will never go west!"

"Since Jiannu is coming, then fight for his life!"

Xue Laiyin thought of something, and then reminded him:

"Mr. Jinglei, Man Gui said in the book that the new firearms sent by the Shandong Military Weapon Bureau by sea were extremely sharp in actual combat."

"When defending the city in the Battle of Shenyang, even the slave soldiers wearing heavy armor could not withstand the attack of the new bird gun."

Xiong Tingbi sneered. Indeed, the court's new combat power was so strong that he did not expect. It was probably impossible for the slave chief to imagine that.

This can be a surprise soldier and play a role at critical moments.

Xiong Tingbi stared at the map and said:

"Removing 40% of Liaoyang City's banner and recruiting some elderly people to the city. The old armor in the armory is also placed, and they are moved out and distributed."

"To give Jiannu the illusion that Liaoyang City is weak and they can fight in one battle. Don't the slave chief like to use spies to explore the way?"

"I'll perform this time!"

Xiong Tingbi had long expected that once Nurhaci was defeated in Shenyang and felt the changes in the wind direction, he would definitely come to Liaoyang, so he was prepared.

He tapped his finger on a point on the map and said:

"What should be arranged has been arranged long ago, but the soldiers are treacherous. The slave chief is used to using the Three Kingdoms as a military book. This time this strategy will be fought with him."

"A person who offers advice to the slave chief is really a mediocre person in the world!"

When the words fell, everyone laughed.

Xue Laiyin couldn't help but say, "Mr. Jinglei is still so sincere, he speaks quickly! I will be respectful!"
Chapter completed!