Li Yongfang knew that this battle was of great importance, so he placed more than 100 servants who had followed him for many years in the Han army, hoping to achieve good results.

As for the rain, the soldiers could only wait here, which was not something that Li Yongfang or Huang Taiji, who was far away in Liaoyang, could control.

Li Mingli sat cross-legged, soaking the hem of the arrow robe and boots in mud. The Han soldiers around him were almost the same, but no one cared about it.

The Han army's faces were very gloomy. The war has been tense recently. The logistics support of the Later Jin Dynasty was originally a mess. The war was very close in Liaodong, so it was relatively easy to replenish supplies. When we arrived in Guangning, there was almost no logistics at all. Either we would get the enemy because of the grain, and we used the plundered grain supply, or we would allocate some food from the Mongolian grain route. There was very little meat. Even the Eight Banners of the Jurchens might not be able to eat a few bites of meat, let alone the Han army.

When going to war, everyone had to carry food in accordance with regulations. Insufficient food incurred is a serious crime and is easily killed. After so many days, food in the industry has been eaten for a long time, and the amount of food collected is not much. Although the Han army has not yet reached the point of starvation, almost everyone has lost several laps.

The war was unfavorable, the food was insufficient, and the morale was at the bottom. The military discipline of the Later Jin army was very strict, especially the Jurchens did not take the Han army in their eyes and killed everyone when they made mistakes, which made everyone in danger. It was precisely because of the cruel military discipline that the Han army and the Baoyi people in Guangning maintained their basic combat power.

It was raining heavily outside the tent made of tarpaulin. The Han soldiers carefully took off the bowstring, stuffed it into the driest place in their arms, and then sat cross-legged.

Someone took out dry food and went to eat it. There was no water. He used his mouth to pick up the rainwater from a corner of the tent.

Li Mingli looked at it, resisted the hunger in his stomach, and fed cold water and cold food. If he had a stomachache, he would lose his physical fitness. He would not forget it in normal times. It would be better to be careful in this most tense wartime.

The place where the flag deans and the red-armored soldiers were hiding from the rain was on a high place, which was slightly better, and the food they ate was much better than that of the Han army.

The worst thing is that they have nowhere to hide from the rain, and they lack food. Their food was originally brought by their own food. After they finished eating, they had to find a way. Now there is no food for the coating workers to search for, so they can only endure hunger.

In the rain, the coats had to take care of the horses and make some preparations for the expedition, running in the rain.

Li Mingli suddenly remembered Cao Zhenyan, and felt unbearable and suddenly felt a pain.

If it weren't for Cao Zhenyan's father Cao Shixuan, Li Mingli would still be an ordinary coat. Maybe he would be among the crowd who ran around in the rain, or he would have died last winter.

The winter in Liaodong is an indescribable test for ordinary people. In the premise of sufficient food in later generations, there must be a lot of warm preparations. House heating is the standard. At this time, the Ming Dynasty was extremely scarce and the ice age was also a small ice age. It was originally very difficult to bear in the cold winter. The Han coats were hungry and hungry, and there were still many labor services. If they were not careful, they would be beaten and scolded, which was extremely miserable.

The Han people in Liaodong dropped from more than 6 million to 500,000 and 600,000 when the Qing Dynasty entered the pass. In addition to massacre, a large number of people died of cold and starvation.

Cao Shixuan was a life-saving grace to Li Mingli, which is not an exaggeration.

"It's a pity that Brother Cao stayed on the slope." Li Mingli thought silently: "I hope I'm captured. With Cheng Fang and the others' temperament, I will definitely not be torture and kill. Brother Cao still has a glimmer of hope."

At this time, the rain gradually became lighter. After a while, it suddenly stopped completely.

In about a few breaths, the sun came out from behind the clouds. The originally cool feeling disappeared suddenly. The water on the ground was steamed by the sun, emitting a fishy smell of mud. The heat and steam made people feel uncomfortable, but it was much more awkward than before it rained.

"Call everyone to prepare for it."

Li Yongfang kept riding on a horse, looking at the west pass on a high slope.

The mountains here are not like barren mountains, with weeds and shrubs everywhere. This was once a major town in Guangning. It was so well-developed, and the hillsides were all deserted. They were originally surrounded by some reclaimed fields and villages, but after the battle of Guangning, they were all deserted. The black land was either exposed or broken walls.

Recently, Fushun's forehead has become increasingly worried, the wrinkles on her face are getting deeper and deeper, and the waist is also getting more and more bent.

When Li Yongfang first joined the Later Jin Dynasty, he was a little arrogant. For example, he rode a horse to meet Lao Khan, and only dismounted after seeing Yi Jia. Nuerhaci treated him with courtesy and soon married a granddaughter to Li Yongfang, which was considered to have brought the surrendered general of the Ming Dynasty to the core of the rule.

Later, he conquered Shenyang, Liaoyang and the four guards in southern Liaoning. Li Yongfang was ordered to lead the army to fight many times and made great contributions.

Of course, Li Yongfang's greatest contribution was to make a living sign for the Later Jin Dynasty. It was precisely because of his surrender that many generals and lords in the Ming Dynasty surrendered voluntarily.

Later, the old slave handed over the intelligence work on the Ming Dynasty to Li Yongfang for management. In the Guangning battle, the Later Jin Dynasty bought the guerrilla Sun Degong in advance, and Li Yongfang also made great contributions in it.

Originally, it was a thrilling spring breeze, but in recent years, Lao Khan has become increasingly wary of the Han people, and Li Yongfang has gradually been excluded. This time he came to Guangning was the result of power balance. Originally, Li Yongfang was hoping to fight an intelligence war with the Ming Dynasty here. After seeking credit, Liaoyang was not a head-on attack, and the intelligence war was ineffective. Although Sun Chengzong was not an intelligence expert, he did a good job in preventing the Later Jin Dynasty in western Liaoning. The secret son of the Later Jin Dynasty who was ambushed in the Ministry of War was also caught out. The unfavorable past of the Later Jin Dynasty in intelligence has become history.

Thinking about all the past details, Li Yongfang felt very stressed.

There are several Jurchen officials around him, most of whom are below the general of the capital and above. They respect Li Yongfang on the surface, but in fact they have their own system and do not discuss with Li Yongfang in many things at all.

Today's war was also superficially commanded by Li Yongfang, but in fact, it was the head of Mandarin Han. Li Yongfang was the only one who could control the Han army.

Seeing that the weather was clear, Mandarhan immediately said to Li Yongfang: "Well, will you go to fight immediately?"

Although it was written with words of inquiries, Mandarhan's tone was obviously positive.

Li Yongfang casually said: "We need to wait for the whistle and cavalry to report, let's see."

Mandalhan nodded and praised: "Well, I am worthy of being a war-torn person, and I am cautious in using my troops."

Although this guy looks very vulgar, he is a typical Jurchen savage now wearing a robe with bright gauze. He no longer speaks with a straight tube, but uses this ironic method to ridicule Li Yongfang.

Li Yongfang's expression remained unmoved, but his tone became excited. He said, "Since that's the case, fight!"

Mandalhan was a little surprised. He looked excited and said, "I'll go to the convoy myself."

Li Yongfang said: "Six Bellers are determined to surround the Thirteen Mountains. At this time, we are grasshoppers on a rope."

Only then did Mandarhan understand what Li Yongfang meant. Although he was not a success, Li Yongfang fell too deeply in the matter of Thirteen Mountains. Huang Taiji was equivalent to helping him get out of the trap. The basis of cooperation was that Li Yongfang would fight this battle seriously.

The rain suddenly stopped.

A rainbow hung in the sky, and Zhang Chunniu ordered the troops to go to alert immediately. At the same time, he sent Tangma to inform the Ming army stationed several miles away near the abandoned city of Guangning.

Before the horses came out of the pond, there were shouts of fighting in the distance.

The entire position immediately became nervous, and the gunmen began to load.

Wen Zhong and Bad Ting quickly came down from the mountain, and the remaining people at the foot of the mountain were deploying defenses at the entrance of the valley, and at the same time, the lifting was accelerated.

The enemy's situation is unknown, and everyone is a little anxious.

Zhang Chunniu and Wen Zhong had a brief discussion about the time. Both of them were carrying a small clock, saying that it was small, but it was half a person tall.

If you move this thing around, you still have to take care of it. The machine spring needs to be regularly oiled and cleaned, and put on a piece every day. Although it costs a lot of money, it is worth it just by accurately grasping the time.

"The warriors will take into account both the valley entrance and the pass." Wen Zhong said: "It depends on how the Donglu fights. We are the defensive side and have the advantages of fortifications, but we also have disadvantages."

"Spit!" The bald man was still old-fashioned. Although he had been promoted again for his excellent performance, he was already the deputy commander of the regiment. He spat on the ground and said, "That is, the place where the twilight pass is too big to the valley. Although we have a lot of people, the only people who can really hold on to it are cavalry and us and Yusheng's people. The most elite are the hundreds of people in our hands. There is no news yet. The cavalry is lame, and the elite of He Yusheng's elite will guard the entrance of the valley. There is 20,000 stones of grain there and it is more important than anything else. If the pass is broken, the road will be broken. It is also important. It is important everywhere, it is loose everywhere!"

The officers present all looked gloomy and there was a lot of food at the entrance of the valley, and the main force on the mountain, Yusheng must be guarded there.

In fact, the bald man came here to help guard the mountain infantry, and the overall situation was already taken into consideration on the mountain.

From the mountain to the exit of the valley, it is a dustpan-shaped terrain, high above and low above, narrow inside and wide outside, and more than three miles from the entrance to the pass to defend against it. The two official roads meander and crawl like snakes in the distance.

There were also a large number of carriages at the pass, temporary camps, old, weak, women and children waiting to leave, and hundreds of Ming troops, all sent by various troops to garrison. In name, they had even been garrisoned at the Thirteen Mountain Pass.

Once you encounter a policeman here, you will be at the brunt of it. The generals of the Ming army are not stupid. The assistance to Shisanshan is the focus of the emperor and the governor. Of course, things must be done, but it is absolutely impossible to lose your own family if you really fight a tough battle.

I just came from the hospital again and wanted to die of exhaustion. Let's look at the data. Meng Buqi is still on the list. It's okay to order all the orders, and it has been steadily increasing.

As a floppy guy, the pace of this book is not as fast as the fast pace of the article, and it is quite good to have the current results. If I can focus on typing, think more about the plot, communicate more with readers, and update more, it might be better, but in a very vulgar sentence, it is: I really can't do it.

There is no way, I can only grit my teeth and persevere. It’s not pretentious or asking for anything. I just say a few psychological words. Thank you for your support.
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