Luo Yiguan and Mangui led an army of more than 10,000 people and were stationed in Wujing Camp by Xiong Tingbi.

The purpose is simple, to attract the firepower of the Jiannu and reduce the pressure on the frontal battlefield.

Now it seems that establishing slaves is playing into Xiong Tingbi's hands.

However, the premise is that Wu Jing camp can hold out for an hour under the attack of the Jurchen cavalry, and at the same time, Zu Dashou, who is on the front battlefield, can face Shenyang Xiongcheng and win.

So...when Luo Guanyi looked at the black Jurchens appearing in the distance at the foot of the mountain, an icy chill came straight from the soles of his feet to the back of his head.

"Jurchens, did you get the wrong person?" When Luo Guanyi spoke, he felt his teeth chattering. It was not just fear, but panic.

Because according to the plan, it is impossible for the Jurchens to come here!

Did the Jurchens ignore Zu Dashou in front of Shenyang City?

Don’t you want Shenyang City anymore?

And now, what happened on the frontal battlefield?

Moreover, so many Jurchens suddenly appeared here, and Xiong Tingbi did not give any advance warning. Does this mean that the movements of the Ming Dynasty army were completely controlled by the Jurchens?

Luo Guanyi knows nothing about these things!

Now it seems that Xiong Tingbi divided his troops into three groups, which is really a bit too much!

"General Luo, give the order! If we are surrounded by those Jurchens, we will probably be in trouble!" Mangui was originally a Mongolian, and later joined the Han army. Due to his bravery in battle and some planning, he was continuously promoted along the way. In three years, especially starting from this year, from March to September, in six months, he was promoted from garrison general to deputy general.

Luo Yiguan was also a little surprised to hear the words of Man Gui, who had always been decisive in killing and showed no fear in the face of enemies several times his own. Luo Yiguan was also a little surprised: "Brother, I have never heard these words from you... .."

"Look at those Jurchens. If they don't eat up our troops, I'm afraid they won't give up!" Man Gui's heart was like a mirror. Even if he died in this battle, it would still have an effect. Many Jurchens died on the battlefield here. One, our army can reduce the pressure on the frontal battlefield.

"Sir! There are probably no less than ten thousand Jurchens in Yehu Mountain three miles away!" Several of Luo Yiguan's lieutenants also surrounded them at this time.

"Even if the Jurchens come out in force, Hupiyi is not far from us. As long as we persist for a while, Hupiyi's reinforcements will arrive..." Deputy General Luo Yanjun seemed to want to comfort everyone. .

Yes, Wujing Camp is not far from Hupiyi. The straight-line distance is only more than ten miles. However, the mountain road and the virgin forest block the road. If the army sets out, it will need to take a detour. It will take at least two hours to reach Hupiyi from Wujing Camp. Piyi.

Moreover, the premise is that Xiong Tingbi is willing to send troops to support his fellow soldiers in Wu Jing camp.

For a time, the atmosphere in the camp was extremely gloomy.

Ugh!!!

Man Gui drew out the long knife from his waist. Under the cover of the rising sun, the blade was filled with ice and cold. His face was already ferocious, but now he was holding a steel knife, and his face was even more sinister: "The Wu Jing Camp is located at a high place. We are waiting for you."

Stay here, as long as you stick to it

Just defend it, it won't take three hours. If we win the battle, we can return to support Hupiyi. If we die in the battle, we can also share the pressure of the frontal battlefield and dedicate ourselves to the gold for this annihilation.

Credit."

"Brother Man is right," Luo Yiguan's face has turned from pale to slightly rosy: "The matter has come to this, there is no other way but to fight to the death with Jiannu! Take back all the hidden sentries! All battalions gather and prepare for the battle!

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Luo Yigui clenched his fists and turned to look down the mountain. There were Jurchen soldiers moving constantly. I am afraid that in a quarter of an hour, everyone would be able to clearly see the disgusting money rat tail above the Jurchens' heads.<

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"I will wait and obey your orders!"

The generals made a solemn promise.

Since the commander-in-chief Luo Guangyi has given the order, he will die in battle and there is no other way!

Escape?

Although the enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered, and although we are stationed at Wu Jing Camp as a target, all the generals feel sad, but to be honest, the word "escape" has never appeared in everyone's hearts.

Escape back to the capital?

That means you will never be able to stand up again.

Died in battle.

Then the world will be blessed.

Because Duke Lang is in Beijing, no one among the officials in Liaodong is worried that their achievements will be misappropriated or erased.

DONG DONG DONG!!!

War drums thunder and war flags swirl.

The war is about to break out.

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With a click, Wei Qi's boots stepped on the thick, moist, rotten branches and leaves, making dull sounds under his feet.

The entire pine leaf forest is full of Jurchen figures. As long as Wei Qi gives an order, more than ten thousand Jurchens can immediately draw their swords, mount their horses, and kill towards the Wu Jing Camp high above.

"Lord Commander, the forward battalion has moved up from the flanks. Shall we also start taking action?" The deputy general was wearing blue narrow sleeves, with two long knives hanging from his waist, and his hands and ankles were wrapped with dark bands whose color could no longer be seen.

Shen Sizi has no other decorations on her body except for the jade belt about a palm wide around her waist.

"You bring ten Niulu men and horses and charge forward from the front. No matter the casualties, I only want you to turn the Ming army upside down!" Wei Qi put down the telescope in his hand, chewed dry leaves in his mouth, and spoke in a brisk tone.

, as if he really didn't care about death: "I want to see the quality of these Ming troops."

"No!" the lieutenant slowly stepped back.

"Once contact begins on the frontal battlefield, all the remaining Niu Lu and cavalry will attack the Ming army's flanking camp at full speed. They will capture the Wu Jing camp within an hour!" Wei Qi continued to issue his military orders.

"Sir, are we going to be on guard against the Ming army from Hupiyi?" Gu Shanerzhen said, as if he was a little worried.

"Preparation? As long as the Ming army takes over here within an hour, those wine bags and rice bags far away in Hupiyi will not react! And now all the eyes of the Ming army are focused on Shenyang City. If there is any trouble there,

They will attract Xiong Tingbi’s attention. Even if the earth is turned upside down here, no one will care..."

Several lieutenants looked at each other, and then they all nodded in agreement: "What you said is true!"

"Transmit my military order, all Zhenglan Banners, please mount your bows and horses, and sound the trumpet as the order! Let's go!"

Woohoo!!!

Not long after, the whistling sound of drums and trumpets spread far and wide, and even the Ming army who was waiting in full formation in Wu Jing camp heard it clearly.

Whoosh!!!

The war never begins step by step, but from a certain moment, suddenly, it is a matter of life and death, holding a steel knife and fighting desperately.

Kill!!!

With loud shouts, outside Wu Jing camp, the Jurchen and Ming troops were already fighting together.

Everyone knows why they are fighting, and they all know that this may be the last confrontation between the two races.

Whoever loses will die.

Whistle!!!

Clusters of arrows covered the sky and sun, and were shot towards the enemies charging up the hillside.

The Jurchens had excellent armor. After resisting the first wave of arrows, they immediately increased their speed and charged towards the Ming army.

As soon as the two armies came face to face, there was no difference between life and death.

Phew!

When the soldiers are fighting, the horses neigh.

The rising sun in Liaodong is unusually warm and warm, but the two people in Wujing Camp have no intention of lamenting the beauty and magic of life.

Anyone who loses focus at this moment will die without a burial in the next second.

"Where is the Lancer Battalion? Where did they die? Shoot the Jiannu cavalry in front of me into hedgehogs!!"

"Shield!!! The enemy's cavalry is coming up! Guard the military camp! Guard!"

"All the cavalry mounted their horses and smashed the Jurchen formation in front!"

Luo Yiguan took the lead, holding a long sword and leading his men to continuously charge into the enemy formation.

Once the blood-grinding battlefield starts, it is impossible to distinguish between the vanguard and flanks, the cavalry and archers, who is in front and who is the vanguard, and whoever is alive will be the successor of the dead Baihuguan.

"Sir, it's not good! There are enemies climbing up on the flanks and are attacking my left camp. If they break through, they will attack from both sides and I will not be able to withstand it!" In just a quarter of an hour, the adjutant Luo Yanjun was injured on his left shoulder. At this moment

Already a bloody mess, he squeezed to Luo Yiguan's side and reported the news he knew.

Luo Guanyi turned his head and looked around. Mangui on the other side was already trapped in a tight siege and had no remaining strength to support the flanks. The other generals and infantry had already fought hand-to-hand with the enemy and could not spare any extra troops to block the flanks.

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"Luo Yanjun!" Luo Yiguan said without any hesitation: "Take your people, go to the flanks and crush the enemy to death in the pile of rotten leaves outside Wu Jing Camp. You must not let the enemy take a step forward!"

Luo Yanjun is actually Luo Yiguan's nephew. Except for a few people in the army, almost no one knows about it. During the Liaodong War, he originally wanted to bring his family disciples here to gain military glory, but now it seems that shrouding corpses in horse leather is pretty good.

The end.

Without any hesitation, facing Luo Yiguan's order, Luo Yanjun already knew that he would definitely die if he left.

If you delay the front for a period of time, many battlefield situations will be directly defeated, right?

As long as you delay for a while, if you win head-on, there will be a glimmer of hope!
To be continued...