On the second day, the Longyou Cavalry launched another attack. After yesterday's "care. The Fighting Army seemed to be much more familiar. The battlefield was the real training ground. Although the number of the Teng Dong Army holding fire dumplings decreased a lot, in desperation, it could only reduce the density of the left and right wings. The soldiers of the Aidong Army, who were full of indignation, held the fire mirror steadily and started shooting in turn after the Longyou Cavalry entered the range. The Longyou Cavalry also suffered a heavy blow yesterday, and today's morale has dropped a lot. At this time, the corpses on the ground were left behind by rounds of dense fire command teams.

But the nightmare was not over yet. The cavalry faced a series of trenches that the East Army had dug and placed a horse. Bang bang, although these simple fortifications were built in a hurry after all, Cai Chi still stumbled on the attack of the Longyou Cavalry.

"Premise the spear." The Ming army's phalanx roared, and rows of fire mirror players retreated to the back row. The soldiers from Zhongyong Camp were in groups, pointing them in front with several meters of spears. The spears were not dense, but at this moment, it was also the best way to resist the impact of the cavalry.

"Bang bang bang," the cavalry who luckily crossed the fortification finally hit the sparse long one by one.

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"Kill." The fierce battle officially began. After the trenches, resisting horses and spears blocked the impact of the cavalry, the remaining impact of the cavalry also dropped to the lowest level. Finally, the two sides fought again and again."

In the Takashi Shop, a group of wounded soldiers began to transfer, including Li Laixiang who was in a coma. After Li Laiheng fell into a coma, the officers of each battalion had a discussion. Everyone thought it was impossible to keep the defense line of Takashi Shop. Since this was the case, some auxiliary warriors and wounded must be transferred in time. As for the others, the officers drew out the command swords in the tent with candlelight. The faces still had some childishness were full of determination. The Royal Martial Arts Hall taught them too much knowledge and instilled in them all the virtues of soldiers. Their eyes were full of determination. Finally, the swords touched each other, and everyone shouted in the tent: "Long live everything for His Majesty the Emperor."

The officers went to the battlefield with the determination to die. They were facing wave after wave of impact from the Qing army. Every drop of blood they shed would delay the most precious time for the rear for a moment. Then, they stained the blood on this loess and slept here forever.

"Long live the Ming Dynasty." The smoke of gunpowder on the battlefield and the heavy blood did not extinguish the intense fighting spirit. The officers' emotions led to the soldiers of the Diedong Army full of hatred. Perhaps in the past, they were somewhat disgusted with the term Ming Dynasty, and they were quite disrespectful to His Majesty the Emperor. But at this moment, they were also infected by these officers full of ideals and fighting spirit, and many people agreed to the corner of the battlefield.

The Longyou Cavalry suffered extremely heavy losses in the early stage. Zhang Yong was almost crazy, and this was his bottom line. If Wang Fuchen did not move anymore and let his Longyou Cavalry die, he would probably withdraw his troops and settle the score with Wang Fuchen even if he was doomed. Finally, with the sound of a horn, the Pingliang Cavalry, who had been resting for a day, formed a charge formation. As the horn became more and more rapid, the dense cavalry finally moved, like the wind swept the broken clouds and charged towards the direction of the battlefield with the sound of the galloping hooves of thousands of horses.

In Fengyang City, a letter was urgently submitted to Zhu Jun's imperial case. Zhu Jun frowned deeply, and couldn't help but curse fiercely, which was inconsistent with his usual graceful demeanor: "Bastard."

On the left side of Zhu Jun, Li Dingguo and Wang Qiu sat down with their eyes cursing. They looked at the emperor with their eyes cursing. They didn't know why the emperor was angry. Although the emperor would occasionally laugh and scold people like this, they rarely curse people so fiercely, but their worries were quickly eliminated. Zhu Jun's face gradually warmed up, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. After being the emperor for twelve years, Zhu Jun had already developed a face that was not as good as the expression of happiness and anger. If it weren't for this urgent report, he wouldn't have lost his composure.

Zhu Jun calmed down. What kind of sudden information would not be available on the battlefield? The most urgent task is how to remedy it, otherwise it would be 10,000 words of scolding. The capricious Wang Fuchen would not be scolded to death. He turned his head and said to the two military giants who were urgently summoned: "Things are a bit complicated. Wang Fuchen's surrender is fake. Sixty thousand northwest cavalry have arrived in Taihe."

Li Dingguo's face was not much turbulent. He had seen many such things. The war was changing rapidly and there was no smooth sailing. Naturally, his thoughts were not immersed in calmness. The deployment of various forces for the entire battle had already appeared in his mind, and how should the newly joined Northwest cavalry deal with it?

Wang Qiu was different, and a cursing voice blurted out. When he realized that this was the palace, the emperor was still sitting in front of him, he immediately closed his mouth, and his face looked eager to try again.

Zhu Jun leaned against the back cushion of the chair and held his chin: "Li Aiqing, what do you think?"

Li Dingguo said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the Haodong Army is in Taihe, but according to Weichen's opinion, it is probably impossible to delay the change of the Eastern Army to face the Northwest Spirit Cavalry. What we need to consider now is where to go after the Northwest Cavalry breaks through Taihe."

Zhu Jun nodded and held the imperial desk to support him and stood up: "Yes, this is the key. The northwest cavalry has two choices. You can go to Qimeishan above. Attack our army's back and forth, and you can raid Fengyang below. This way, it is up to Li Aiqing to see. If you are Wang Fuchen, how should you make a decision?"

Li Dingguo smiled bitterly and said, "I will never be Wang Fuchen's death. No matter Feng Xin said that our army's backs are bound to surround the back. For Gan Wang Fuchen, there are extremely lucky rights. But according to Weichen's opinion, Wang Fuchen will probably lead troops eastward and point directly to Fengyang." He paused and continued to explain: "After all, there is an emperor here in Fengyang City. If he can siege or capture Fengyang, it will not only make the morale of the Ming army on the front line sluggish, but also a great contribution to Wang Fuchen. How can it be compared to destroying a large army? What's more, Fengyang is now the rear of the front line, and food, grass and weapons are all accumulated here. Once it is taken down, it will be cut off the supply of the front line and the retreat of the Qimeishan army. Wang Fuchen is sinister and cunning, and he must have seen this. Therefore, Weichen thinks that Wang Fuchen's target is 80% Fengyang."

Zhu Jun smiled: "The Ming Dynasty did not know how many fleets docked on the coast, and the supply of food and grass should not be as safe as Fengyang's land route. Fengyang's city walls are solid and guards are guarding here. I believe that it would be so easy for those mangroves in the northwest to break the city. However, once Fengyang is besieged, the Qing soldiers who besieged the city blocked the connection between Fengyang and the outside world, which is probably a heavy psychological blow to the legions on the front line." Zhu Jun slowly analyzed the various ideas of the Qing army's besieging Fengyang, and his brows frowned slightly.

"Your Majesty, the last general is willing to lead the guards out of the city to fight the Qing army to a decisive battle with Wang Qiu, and said carelessly.

Zhu Jun waved his hand with a smile: "Decisive battle? Fengyang's city is vast and the guards' long-range strike capabilities are probably not as good as the world, but they go out of the city to fight the cavalry?"

Li Dingguo also nodded: "I think that relying on the city and refusing to guard is the right way. The most troublesome thing is that if Wang Fuchen surrounds and does not fight, cut off the scouts sent to the city and spread rumors, and if someone spreads rumors everywhere, it may disrupt the morale of the military on the front line of Qimeishan. If the governors of each legion knew that the emperor was trapped and lost the coordination and command of the General Staff, they might not be able to hold back to rescue the car, so the original deployment would probably be."

Zhu Jun stood up, holding the Yu Censor with one hand: "This is what Lian is most worried about. His eyes shine. He said he was worried, but he didn't look sad at all. His fingers couldn't help but knock on the Yu Censor: " Lian has an idea

The tranquil shop was already in a mess, with countless corpses overlapping, and the solidified blood seemed to be graffiti on the earth everywhere, with a cold wind; the victorious Qing army began to gather, and according to Wang Fuchen's order, in order to hurry, everyone was not allowed to rest and continue to move forward.

When Wang Jizhen, who was puzzled, asked which direction to move forward, Wang Fuchen smiled and said, "Xingdong, Fengyang City."

"My father Wang Jizhen has learned a lot these days. Just now, he personally led a team of personal guards to kill a Ming soldier. His face was obviously much more steady. At least now, killing people is not very interesting: "Wouldn't it be better to go to Qimeishan to destroy the main force of the thief army in one fell swoop? He met with the Eight Banners of Manchu and Mongolia earlier."

Wang Fuchen smiled slightly, but the smile was unpredictable: "Capture the king first."

Wang Jizhen didn't dare to ask again. Since his father had decided, he could naturally not control him.

Seeing his son's disappointed look, Wang Fuchen couldn't help but feel excited. At this moment, his gloomy face eased a lot. He slowly explained: "Zheng'er, if he went to Qimeishan, even if he raided the back of the Ming army from his back, how much credit can we get?"

Wang Jizhen was not a fool. Wang Fuchen pointed it lightly and immediately understood: "Our Pingliang Army raided the back of the Ming army. Those Eight Banners soldiers naturally concealed the killing when they saw the opportunity. After all, we are Han people. How could the Manchus let us make such a contribution? We may not be able to cooperate with the Eight Banners soldiers. We made wedding dresses for others. My father meant that we fought with the Eight Banners. They went to hold the Ming army in Qimeishan and directly surrounded the Ming army's retreat. If we could capture the thief in one fell swoop, no one would take away this unparalleled achievements. My father, I wonder if what I said was right?"

Wang Fuchen smiled softly: "That's true. Surrounding Fengyang may be more dangerous, but there is a truth that you need to be surprised to understand. Taking wealth and honor in danger is also laying the foundation for you. I just hope that the descendants of our Wang family can rely on the protection of their father and no longer need to seek wealth in danger."

Wang Jizhen quickly lowered his head: "Son understands

At this time, the battalions had already assembled, and it was still the unlucky Zhang Yong who led the Longyou cavalry as the vanguard. The other battalions roared away, and the winding team extended beyond the horizon. Wang Fuchen cheered up and tightened his reins: "Let's go."

Forty or fifty thousand cavalry directly bypassed Taihe City. There is only one mountain camp in Taihe City now. The rest are wounded soldiers transferred from the front line. Not to mention leaving the city to fight, the cavalry whistled past the city, which could not be stopped no matter what. Many people could only stand on the top of the city with grief and anger at the cavalry team that was prideing down the city. Even if they opened the city gate to pursue, they would probably not even be able to stand by the side with these infantrymen in the city.

After two deaths, the Qing army finally appeared under Fengyang City. Fengyang City naturally had received news. Four gates were closed, and one by one, the fire control hands stood on the battlements on the city wall, and the new cannons were also filled with explosives. As long as the Qing army dared to attack the city, Wang Qiu, who deployed defense in the urn city, would make a counterattack at any time.

The Qing army naturally knew that the Ming munitions were powerful, so they did not dare to get too close. They camped ten miles outside the city. Wang Fuchen was energetic at this time. He was not an idiot, so he used cavalry to go.

"    Chen E is simply a death sentence. However, the large number of artillery in the rear can be reached. As long as it is handed over, it is small. He has a very good chance. Speaking of these artillery, the Ming army in the city is afraid that the Ming army will be angry and smoke. At that time, Wang Fuchen surrendered and asked the Ming army for a batch of artillery to increase the defense of Pingliang City to block the Longyou Cavalry who were planning to advance westward. The Ming Dynasty was very pleased and immediately transferred a hundred old-style artillery. Unexpectedly, Wang Fuchen turned against each other faster than flipping books. Now these artillery cast by the Ming Dynasty will probably be used to capture Fengyang City soon.

Wang Fuchen temporarily issued an order to siege but not fight. He first blocked the entire Fengyang City, and sent people to spread rumors everywhere to disintegrate the morale of the Ming army on the northern front.

Zhang Yong, who had been frustrated for several days, also cheered up. Although Wang Fuchen had put a lot of shoes on him, it was a great time to make contributions now that he had surrounded Fengyang. As for his grudges with Wang Fuchen, he was temporarily thrown aside, and Wang Fuchen was much polite at this time. Zhang Yong was also much more polite at this time. The Longyou cavalry is now injured more than half, and there is no threat to Wang Fuchen. Since this is the case, there is no need to weaken it anymore. Now it is mainly about winning over. As for the effect of winning over, only God knows.

Wang Fuchen and Zhang Yong led the generals from the northwest to "joy and happily, riding a horse on a small slope seven or eight miles outside the city to watch the deployment of troops in the city. Wang Fuchen smiled and pointed at the dragon flag on the top of the city and turned his head to Zhang Yong: "The Emperor of Ming Dynasty is in the city. As long as he can climb the city, it will be a success forever. Our Han army flag has not been loved by our grandmother and uncles have not loved each other for the years. Now it is time to be proud. Lord Zhang, it was a mistake for me a few days ago, and we are now an ant girl on the line. Today, I believe Lord Zhang will not care. We will work together to break the city and be the king.

Wang Fuchen said this time very respectfully. He called himself the commander of the commander a few days ago, but now he calls himself the old man. He said in his words that our Han army flag is actually just to bring closer relationships. Wang Fuchen was originally a two-faced person. When he wanted to weaken the Longyou cavalry, he was domineering to Zhang Yong, but now that the elite of the Longyou cavalry are lost, Wang Fuchen naturally has no need to be able to get along with Zhang Yong. After all, Zhang Yong has the main reason for his relationship with others, and Wang Fuchen relies entirely on the choice of interests. Because of this, he turned against the target yesterday. However, Wang Fuchen was able to show a harmonious look at this time.

Zhang Yong was angry, but Wang Fuchen was the head coach after all. At this moment, he put down his airs, and Zhang Yong could only quit, but he said in his heart that no matter what, his Longyou cavalry would not be the vanguard of Kaicheng. Wang's surname has watched the excitement for so long, so it was his Guanning Army that should have appeared.

Wang Fuchen stroked his beard and felt excited: "The new-shi child has been sleeping on firewood and tasting gall, and has been dormant for more than ten years. Now I can't imagine that we are surrounded by the city. Hehe, I don't know what the new-shi child is feeling?"

Qimeishan, a message began to spread. The news came from the south. This news made the originally noisy camp even more gloomy. The officers and soldiers suddenly lost all their energy and asked about the news everywhere. Some merchants from the south were also asked, but everyone answered.

His Majesty the Emperor was surrounded in Fengyang, and 50,000 or 60,000 Qing troops suddenly appeared under Fengyang City.

Subsequently, various news spread, some said that Fengyang had been broken, His Majesty the Emperor disappeared, and some said that the Emperor had broken through, but whether it was good or bad news, at least one thing was certain that His Majesty the Emperor was in danger, and there was no news at all now, and even the deployment orders of the General Staff did not come out. The soldiers sent back to spy had not come back yet.

"Go to save the emperor and defend the emperor's camp, this emotion continues to spread to everyone's hearts. The soldiers are no longer in the mood to fight. His Majesty the Emperor is in danger. Even if the main force of Manchuria and Mongolia is eliminated, what is the point? Many people began to panic, and the petitions are getting louder and louder. The officers from the middle and lower levels also supported the soldiers' petitions. Some people wrote a blood letter. Requesting the governor to return to the army, below are countless finger molds stamped with blood. This panic lays the groundwork when the new recruits are trained. In the minds of all the officers and soldiers, His Majesty the Emperor is everything. Without His Majesty the Emperor, nothing is meaningless.

After a day, the soldiers began to be angry. His Majesty the Emperor was in danger. Why didn't the Governor order to return? What was the Governor's mind? Don't they support His Majesty the Emperor? Although everyone was full of respect for these Governors in normal times, at this moment, the three Governors just shrank in the tent and discussed something secretly. This made the soldiers feel disappointed. Countless soldiers surrounded the entire tent, and there was danger of mutiny at any time. Some officers were also involved. They were angry and wanted to ask for something. If these Governors were usually respected, they might be tied up by the soldiers.
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