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Chapter 280 Watching a Theater (1)

Tartars!

At midnight, in the shrill cold wind, the provost in front of the Ming army's position shouted and issued an early warning.

stand up!

Almost at the same time, all the officers stood up like a carp, dragging the soldiers beside them toward the chest wall at the forefront of the position.

Li Jinglong was also awakened and brought people to the front of the formation, looking coldly at the Yuan army climbing up like a tide around their positions.

The Tartars were going to fight to the death. They no longer came all the way and then looked for opportunities to attack from other aspects. Instead, they came up and directly chose to use the human sea tactics. The position of Liugenbao, no matter how many people died in the Yuan army, they had to take down.

The dark Yuan army was like ghosts in the dark night. Unlike the attack during the day, this time the elite soldiers of the king's tent in Urianha were the ones who led them. In the night, they stepped on the ice and snow with their iron nails, making a scattering sound.

preparation!

After the Ming army's position, all the officers were very energetic and shouted loudly to check the weapons in their hands, especially the most critical musketeers.

It was broken! Suddenly, a musketman shouted loudly, "The hammer plate is no longer open!"

What's going on? Li Jinglong and Wu Gao, commander of the Firearms Battalion, stepped over quickly and grabbed a fire gun.

Now the Ming army's grenade gun has a bit like a modern musket, but because it is a money-loaded gun, there is also a device on the trigger of the gun that is clamped with a fuse for firing, which is like a chicken's mouth.

But now it seems that the weather is too cold, and the hammer with the fuse rope is frozen and cannot be broken.

Damn, what did I say, let you hold it and sleep! Wu Gao was furious and shouted at the soldiers loudly.

There is not only one such incident. In a hurry, 30% of the Ming army's muskets could not be broken open. If we counted the silent fire during the war, the power of the musket soldiers was reduced by 50%.

It’s useless to scold me! If I freeze, I will try to melt it! Li Jinglong threw the musket back to the soldier. Seeing the Yuan army getting closer and closer, don’t panic, the more mistakes you make!

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After a day of fierce fighting, the slope of the ice surface could not stand, but now it can barely stand.

The Yuan army came like a tide, and there was no way to tell how many people were in the night. Just listening to the sound made people feel desperate palpitations.

Li Jinglong used the firelight beside him to carefully observe the climbing Yuan army. But the harder he tried, the more he could not see it clearly.

After watching for a long time, my eyes were covered in darkness.

Wow, the whistling of arrows suddenly came in the dark night.

Several Ming soldiers were caught off guard and screamed in an arrow. Li Laowai and his personal soldiers quickly protected Li Jinglong.

Throw the fire down! In an instant, Li Jinglong understood that the firelight they were illuminated by the fire could not see far in the dark night, nor could they see clearly. Moreover, because the defenders were close to the fire, they became living targets for the archers of the Yuan army.

Huhu, countless torches and braziers were thrown into the climbing Yuan soldiers, igniting and illuminating them.

In the fire, countless archers followed the rushing Yuan army and shot at the Ming army on the slope.

boom!

After seeing the enemy clearly, the Ming army's artillery was still bombarded, and there was no need for any aim at the condescending point. One shot was a long blood-colored ditch.

Bows, muskets, and thunderstorms fell in an instant, and the long slope leading to the Ming army's position became the death ground of the Yuan army.

But there are too many enemies, densely packed like ants...

~~~~

On the north side of the battlefield, Fu Youde and Lan Yu, who had just arrived here with their army, looked at the fire in the night sky in the distance, with a serious expression.

Tens of thousands of troops lined up silently behind them, and the Ming army's battle flag was solemnly inserted into the snow.

The fight started! Fu Youde spoke, then bent down, and drew a pattern on the ground with the horse whip in his hand. After fighting, the safe cavalry charged from behind and the Tartars would collapse. At that time, they would arrive at our side just like driving a sheep!

Lan Yu's eyes twitched, no one could run away!

You know me, the more I am, the more stable I am! Fu Youde looked at Lan Yu and said seriously, in order to avoid the long nights and dreams, we will wipe out the Tatars here. Even if there are more people dying, it is worth it!

If the Yuan army was really driven here and found that they fell into the trap of the Ming army again, they would definitely have to fight to the death. Fu Youde was unwilling and had no energy to do anything to play hard to get and wipe out the opponent's strength. He chose the safest one, which may be the most expensive one, and snipered on the spot.

Lan Yu smiled slightly, listen to you, brother!

Upon hearing this, Fu Youde was surprised. He knew the person in front of him very well. Since the conquest of Yunnan, Lan Yu was just a marquis who had just shown his strength, and he dared to argue the commander's tactics in the army, and no one was convinced.

Now he is the deputy commander of this battle, and his position is only under the King of Yan Zhu Di. Why do you listen to your light words now?

It seemed that he was thinking about it. Lan Yuxiao, brother, I really don’t have the strength to think about it. I still have to keep this little bit of strength to kill the Tartars!

After saying that, he suddenly turned around suddenly, turned his back to Fu Youde, and his shoulders were moving with depression.

He was trying hard to endure it, holding his belt with both hands and trying hard to prevent himself from coughing out. After a long time, his chest and abdomen seemed to be less uncomfortable, and he vomited blood on the snow in the night, blending into the night.

In fact, if we have more soldiers, this battle will be even more stable! Fu Youde looked at the sky with occasional flashes of fire in the night and said in a muffled voice.

Lan Yu wiped the corner of his mouth. The King of Jin was bringing people here. Don't worry, it won't be delayed! As he said that, he grinned again. The Emperor's Grandson, he really predicted things. If there was no King of Jin in this battle, it would be a big start and a bad end!

Fu Youde also smiled. It was still someone else’s housework! As he said that, he glanced at Lan Yu, you, don’t get involved in those things in the future!

My niece's legitimate son is really a blood relative, why don't he get involved? Lan Yu smiled, and then there was a little bitterness in his eyes. Oh, even if I want to get involved, I'm still powerless!

The emperor's grandson Yingming and Shenwu are as stable as Mount Tai without the need for us ministers to get involved. On the contrary, if he is an A Dou who cannot afford it, it will be useless for the ministers to get involved! Fu Youde smiled.

Lan Yu was slightly surprised, Brother, have you never been involved in these things? When the prince was there, he didn't see you standing in line!

Cough! Cough! Fu Youde covered his chest with some pain and coughed twice, and said with a wry smile, "My son is now by the Emperor's Grandson, and it's better to stand on the side than to stand on the side. In fact, it's not considered a side. I'm old, and the future of the Fu family will be rich, so don't you expect the East Palace?"

People are traitorous, and horses are sloppy, they are talking about you! Lan Yu laughed.

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Thirty miles away, marching slowly, and in the huge tent of the central Ming army, the Zhu brothers sat opposite each other with annoyance.

King Zhu Qi of Jin sat with King Zhu Zhi of Liao, while King Zhu Su of Zhou sat with King Zhu Di of Yan.

Yan and Zhou looked at each other with faint fire. The King of Liao was a little at a loss, while the King of Zhou had his eyes changed.
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