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Chapter 512: Fighting Four Sides

About fifty miles north of Jinzhou, there are two mountains, large and small, Black Mountain. They are arranged in the east and west directions, and the mountains are not high. To be more precise, they should be considered hills, but the area is very vast.

Xiaohei Mountain is located on the west side, surrounded by jungles and mountain roads. Zhao Xusheng ordered people to build eight camps of all sizes, big and small, with dozens of small camps and hundreds of large camps. They are all built along the mountain and stand on the necessary road to the south. If you want to pass, you must remove these camps one by one.

The Daheishan Mountain is relatively high and densely packed with dense forests. The Ming army only built a camp between the mountain roads, which was built on the basis of the original garrison fortress, and it has been greatly enhanced. Now it is about two meters high and half a meter thick. Arrow towers, cliffs and other facilities have been added on it, and all the Ming soldiers of a thousand-person team are stationed here.

After the Cold Food Festival, the drizzle was drizzling, and the Qing army slowly walked among the narrow mountain roads with a large amount of supplies.

And just in this very ordinary night, with the help of the falling rain and the dark night, Li Lutai led his troops to attack Xiaoheishan.

The Qing army, which had been hidden in the dense jungle for a long time, suddenly rushed out of the hills and instantly rushed to the front of the camp. Bows and arrows flew over like locusts, surrounded by rumbling drums and fierce shouts of killing. The Qing army was like an ant attached to the wall, climbing up along the wall, endless and continuous.

The Ming army began to fight back, and the rocks rolled wood was thrown from above without interruption, and the spear was straight and ruthlessly stabbed downward.

After a night of fighting, the Qing army achieved remarkable results, and they removed six camps in a row.

However, although the remaining Ming army was defeated, they retreated in an orderly manner until the last two connected mother-son bases, and defended tenaciously with the strong wall. Although the Qing army attacked many times, the local terrain was limited to the narrow local terrain, which made the troops unable to be expanded. The Ming army's defense intensity was much stronger than at night, which made the Qing army unable to successfully capture it.

At noon, the Qing army was exhausted and had to suspend the attack.

The soldiers on both sides began to clean up the battlefield, bury the dead, and make fires to cook.

Not long ago, the soldiers of both sides fought desperately, and blood was flowing on the battlefield. Suddenly, smoke from the cooking stove swelled, looking rare, peaceful and peaceful.

Li Rutai looked at the Ming army who was renovating the camp in the distance and smiled faintly: "This time, he was able to capture several camps so easily, thanks to General Gao Qian's plan. He let the soldiers hide in the mountains and forests in advance, and immediately came out together, concentrated their advantages and suddenly launched an attack, completely caught the Ming army off guard, and finally solved the embarrassment after the last crushing defeat."

Gao Xinzhong bent over half of Li Rutai, lowered his eyebrows and said respectfully: "What a servant should do. Unfortunately, he still let the Ming army retreat to the last stronghold. If our army wants to take it down next, we may have to pay a considerable loss."

There was another person next to Li Ruitai, who was six feet tall and had a fat face. It was Li Yongfang's third son, Gang Atai. After hearing Li Ruitai's words, he laughed and said, "At most, it's just a few Han people who died. What's the big deal. The key is that we must take down the camp in front of us before Prince Su and Guo Luomafa (grandfather) arrives and hold this credit firmly in our hands."

Li Shutai frowned, looked at Gao Xinzhong, whose face was still calm, and said, "Mr. Gao Qian, you have been tired all night, so you can go down and rest for a while! I will call you if you have something to do."

Gao Xinzhong bowed and bowed, turned back, and the calm face that had just now seemed to be covered with frost. He walked straight to the back camp and gave an order to his personal soldiers. "Our mission has been completed. Let the brothers eat, drink, and rest. Let the dead people do the things they do."

Gang Atai led 3,000 soldiers to Fuzhou, and the command was given to Li Lutai. The latter was grateful to Gao Xinzhong for his life-saving grace and handed over the 500 soldiers to his command.

When Li Shutai saw Gao Xinzhong leave, his face was a little angry. He gave Gang Atai a glance and said, "Third brother, no matter how you view the Han people, they are your only support in the battlefield in the future. So, don't offend all the people you can rely on in order to show off your words. Otherwise, you won't know how to die at that time."

Gang Atai curled his lips. He respected his second brother very much, but it did not mean that he fully agreed with his words. "Second brother, I admit that this Han slave is indeed capable. But slaves are slaves. They must be kind and powerful to completely let them serve their masters. Moreover, I am a Manchu, and I don't need to rely on them."

Li Lutai shook his head gently and said, "Do you think you are Manchu, but do those Manchus regard you as their own? Don't be stupid, you can't recognize yourself as the biggest stupidity in the world. You and I are brothers, and our father is Li Yongfang, a Han man, you can never change this. People like us, if we distinguish between Manchu and Han, they will only be unable to make any difference."

Gang Atai looked disdainful, but he did not argue.

Li Ruitai stopped talking and turned behind and ordered loudly: "Let your brothers have a full meal and then start a strong attack. You must take down Xiaoheishan before Prince Su arrives and open up the passage for our army to Jinzhou."

The soldiers around him shouted loudly.

Mandahai was wearing a red armor and sat on a short stool like a big golden sword. A huge slashing sabre that was half a piece longer than an ordinary long sword was placed flat on his knees. He was Daishan's seventh son. Although he had just turned 20 this year, he had been named the Duke of the Qing Dynasty and was a rising star of the younger generation in the Qing army.

Yue Tuo died, Sahalian was killed, and Mazhan died in battle. Shuo Tuo has never been favored by Dai Shan, and the other brothers are not worthy of it. Dai Shan devoted countless efforts to Mandahai. If nothing unexpected happens, he will officially become the banner owner of Zhenghong and Yinghong flags after Dai Shan's death.

Huang Taiji asked him to lead his troops to come, originally hoping that he would follow Haoge to experience it. On the one hand, he took care of Daishan's emotions, and on the other hand, he also wanted to gradually establish his future position as the lord of the banner. However, he did not want to stay in the rear and wait for death, so he took the initiative to ask Haoge to take down the camp in Daheishan.

Dahei Xiaoshan is on the same line. As long as you break through one place, you can force the Ming army to retreat. There is no need to attack two places at all.

But for some reason, Haoge praised Mandahai very much and immediately assigned him three Niulu's elite soldiers and a thousand Han soldiers. He asked him to lead them and two thousand soldiers who originally belonged to him to attack Daheishan.

Mandahai used Han soldiers and Aha of the headquarters as the vanguard, and did not throw a single flag soldier, and attacked fiercely for two consecutive days.
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