At night.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and the whole world is vast as the north wind whistles.

In this weather, not to mention humans, even beasts with thicker furs will not be easy to be trapped.

Perhaps because of the weather, there was obviously a lot more fire in the battle formation of the Later Jin army.

But there are obviously fewer rides around.

Just like this tonight, if those Tartars still want to be as reckless as usual, even if they can survive tonight, they will definitely get rheumatism, arthritis and the like in the future.

"Shishuai, brothers are all ready and can set off at any time..."

Zhang Pan was in great spirits tonight. He had been sniffing for a while. When he was about to come, he was shouted by his personal soldiers and hurried over to report to Li Chunlai.

"Um."

Li Chun looked at the hourglass and was just a general. It was not the most suitable point. He smiled and greeted Zhang Pan, "Don't worry, Lao Zhang, drink a glass of wine first to warm up."

"Hehe, Mr. Xie Shuai."

Zhang Pan was not so reserved. He was so busy that he bowed to Li Chun respectfully and took the wine glass happily.

This is how people are.

When you truly let go of that obsession, more things will be smoother.

Just like this, Zhang Pan had long given up on the idea of ​​fighting with Li Chunlai, and he also directly regarded Li Chunlai as a role model.

In this way, the relationship between the two is much more harmonious than before.

After Zhang Pan drank a few glasses of wine, Li Chunlai also invited Zhang Pan to put on a cotton jacket and came to the city to check the situation.

At this time, the Later Jin Army camp was quite quiet, but if you look closely, you can still see that there were a lot of fire behind the Later Jin Army camp.

Zhang Pan soon realized this problem and hurriedly looked at Li Chunlai: "Shuai Ye, there is something wrong with the Tartars. Why are there so many camps coming out? Could it be that there are reinforcements coming again? But, this is not..."

Li Chunlai nodded: "I'm afraid they have brought a lot of ordinary people from Jinzhou!"

"this……"

Zhang Pan also reacted in a flash, feeling his scalp numb, and couldn't help but spat fiercely: "Dog Tartars, are they too despicable? If tomorrow, they use these ordinary people to fill it out, then..."

Looking at Zhang Pan's resentful look, Li Chunlai couldn't help but take a deep breath of air conditioning.

This is also the situation that Mr. Li San is most afraid of encountering!

If the Tartars are determined to engage in cannon fodder tactics, how should they deal with it?

However, although this place is all the land of the Ming Dynasty and the place where the ancestors of the Han family have shed blood and sweated for generations, at this time, even Li Chunlai has no such initiative.

"Lao Zhang, what do you think?"

Li Chunlai did not answer Zhang Pan's question, but instead threw the question to Zhang Pan.

Zhang Pan couldn't help but look bitter: "Shuai, you can't say anything like this. But, if you really have the worst step... we should still protect Lushun City first!!!"

Looking at Zhang Pan's final firmness in his words, Li Chunlai also nodded with emphasis: "Old Zhang, it's good that you can understand this! For example, these Tartars, you can't treat them as human beings, they can do anything! Once you retreat, you dare not make up your mind, fearing that they will only become more severe afterwards! If Lushun is lost, what will this place look like? No wonder we can't see it, and the men of the court are even more invisible!"

Seeing that Li Chunlai said this, Zhang Pan couldn't help but tremble, and quickly lowered his head humbly, not daring to say more.

"Why……"

Li Chunlai had no fluctuations on his face, but he couldn't help but sigh deeply in his heart.

That's it. He and Zhang Pan ended.

However, this is the normal state. How could Zhang Pan be brought out by Mao Wenlong? How could Li Saner penetrate too much?

After carefully observing the battle formation of the Tartars for a while, Li Chunlai asked Chen Liuzi about the time. It was almost time for the middle of the year, and he stopped talking and said, "Old Zhang, I'll bother you! Remember, this battle is mainly harassment, and you must not fight in love! Once there is any situation, you will withdraw as soon as possible!"

"yes!"

Zhang Pan was so energetic that he quickly went to work.

...

Soon, a team of more than 300 people were wrapped like cotton balls in the direction of Lushun East Pier, carrying large and small bags, riding on a small boat, crossing the ice, and heading north.

Soon, even when Li Chunlai stood at the head of the East City, he could no longer see them.

In fact, Li Chunlai wanted Chen Liuzi to do this battle, after all, it was more reliable and more down-to-earth.

However, Zhang Pan was very excited and grabbed the errand.

Li Chunlai thought about it for a long time, but decided to let Zhang Pan do it.

First, Zhang Pan is familiar with the terrain, which is more convenient than Chen Liuzi. Moreover, Zhang Pan really needs to build some self-confidence.

More than a quarter of an hour later, Zhang Pan and his team should have arrived at the predetermined location. Standing on the north city of Lushun City, you can already see the firelight looming in that direction.

Li Chunlai's plan is not complicated, it is the most original version of "biochemical weapons"!

In short, it is to burn some fun things for them in this north windy day, at the upper vent of the Tartar camp.

Due to distance and other reasons, it will definitely not cause any substantial harm to the Tartars, but it is still not a big problem to disgust them and make them unable to sleep well.

Soon, as the fires spread north of the Tartar camp continued, a very unpleasant smell suddenly spread in the air.

I immediately saw that rolling black smoke rose in that direction.

Even though the visibility was not good enough at this time, it could still be clearly seen that the thick smoke in that direction rose up like a monster, and then it was indexed by the north wind and rushed directly towards the Tartar camp.

Soon the entire Tartar camp was blocked.

"Ahem, ahem, what's going on? Where did this big cigarette come from?"

In a moment, someone in the Tartar camp was awakened by the smoke, and many originally dim tents were lit with more vigorous fire.

"Ahem, what's going on?"

"Master, are you okay..."

In just a few minutes, the Tartar camp was already in chaos. Even Amin was surprised from his sleep and hurriedly brought someone out to check it out.

But at this time, the north wind was blowing, and the smoke from Zhang Pan and the others had already risen, just like a cover of the sky and the sun. The Tartars in the camp could not see clearly what was going on, and could only run around like headless flies.

"Hahaha, burn, keep burning! Choking these dogs and Tartars to death, hahahaha..."

At this time, although Zhang Pan was choking and tears flowed through his nose, he couldn't help but feel excited. He greeted the brothers around him to continue adding firewood to the fire.

Originally, he respected Li Chunlai in person, but in fact he did not give much hope for these things.

After all, this is a bit too mysterious.

But at this time, when he was in this occasion, especially when he felt the burning and durability of the equipment in the Zuoying in Qingzhou, he had no worries and just had fun.

But while having fun, Zhang Pan felt a little bitter in his heart.

People are the same people.

However, they have never seen these seemingly inconspicuous and dark things used by Zuoying in Qingzhou.

Zhang Pan originally thought that these black things might be formed by stewing or cooling them, but after a careful look, they found out...

There are indeed some ingredients like rosin, but they are obviously not the core. The real core is still the magical oils.

What can he do?

Imitation is not something that can’t be imitated.

However, this excitement did not last long. Soon, a personal soldier came around to remind him: "Mr. General, it's time, we should withdraw..."

Zhang Pan was in high spirits and was unwilling to leave like this for a moment, but when he remembered Li Chunlai's instructions, he didn't dare to fall in love with the fight anymore. He could only ask the men to pack up and come over later.

When the elite Tartars rushed here one by one, they found that there was no bird feather left here...

...

When the news reached the main camp of the Inlain Blue Banner, Amin's nose was pissed and he couldn't help but curse: "Dogs, Dogs, Dogs, Dogs, Dogs, Was so unethical. I clearly don't want us to sleep well! Eighty percent, 80% must be the work of Li Saner!"

Although Amin's words were very irritable, at this time, many royal families with blue and white flags also recognized Amin's judgment.

After all, except for Li San'er, who can still be so cunning and vicious when using troops?

"Master, then, what should we do tomorrow? The Warriors were tossed tonight and didn't sleep well. I was afraid that tomorrow's offensive would slow down a little..."

After venting, the royal family with the blue flag inlaid was busy and asked Amin for instructions.

Amin is really a mute and eats coptis chinensis - he can't even tell if he suffers.

I thought that I had come up with such a sophisticated plan, and the slaves from Jinzhou would be able to come here tomorrow and were about to do a big fight.

Who would have thought that after Li Chunlai's operation, their warriors had no rest at all...

After a while, Amin could only yell: "Let the warriors sleep a little longer tomorrow morning and attack the city again at the time of Si!"

"Zhe, the master is wise..."

...

However, Amin and his friends did not last long. They finally went back and lie down, but they just fell asleep not long after.

In the north direction, a continuous fire extended again, and instead, the violent and strong smoke rushed towards them again with the wanton north wind.

"Ahem, ahem..."

In the blink of an eye, the entire camp was awakened by the extremely bad smell, and I didn't know what was added.

Instead, there was a lot of curses in the entire camp.

Amin was woken up again, and his eyes couldn't stop being red, but he couldn't even scold him...

Already like this, what else can I do?

Li Chunlai clearly just didn't want them to sleep. He could still run to Lushun City and chop Li Chunlai away?
Chapter completed!