This chapter was typed incorrectly. It is actually Chapter 170, not Chapter 167!
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On the south bank of the Nerv River, Miyun Commander-in-Chief Tang Tong stood on a section of earth platform that was still sending out bursts of green smoke. He looked down at the remains of the pontoon bridge to the north and felt very high-spirited.
At this moment, he had completely broken through the Qing defense line at East Shimen, and the entire division moved to the south bank of the Nuer River. Although the Mariner Camp was in ruins, after all, he had single-handedly broken through a camp heavily defended by the Qing army.
Tang Tong slowly turned his head, his eyes looking deeply to the west, and his mind quickly calculated the benefits and losses involved.
"Commander, Tang Shen will send someone to ask if we should continue to attack westward, open the passage to the west Shimen Mountain, and encircle Shimen Mountain."
Tang Tong's face tightened when he heard this. He turned his head and looked south, only to see clouds of smoke and dust on Shimen Mountain. It seemed that the battle was in full swing and could not be ended in a short time.
He had a tangled look on his face, and after a moment, he said: "Go, tell Tang Youren to send Hu Yuntong, Liu Sanjin divides into left and right, and clears the way in front. Tang Youren leads the main barracks in the center to provide support. Each battalion must use chariots in front to clear the way and take strict precautions.
The Tatars and their cavalry suddenly burst out."
Just as the flag commander was about to leave, he was stopped by Tang Tong and ordered: "Tell them, now that I am going deep alone, I must not rush forward greedily, and the military achievements obtained will be ruined again."
Looking at the retreating figures of the soldiers, Tang Tong raised his hand and stroked his not very thick beard a few times, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
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To the northwest of Rufeng Mountain, a trench blocks the road on the south bank of the Nuerhe River.
There were nearly 3,000 Ming troops stationed behind the trench. In front of their formation, they formed a defense line alternating with chariots and horses. There were also some places in the middle where there were earthen walls made of a mixture of large logs and excavated soil.
After all, He Youren, a general, only brought less than three thousand troops and horses under his command. How many tanks could he have?
Therefore, on this side of the defense line, horses, earth walls and chariots were combined to form a defense line similar to a stockade wall behind the trench.
The soldiers of He Youren's left wing battalion hid behind the defense line and stared nervously to the west, fearing that the Tatars and their cavalry would suddenly break out.
However, things are unpredictable. The more you fear something, the faster it will come.
Not long after the soldiers of the Shanhai Town Left Wing Battalion here completed building the defense line, a "rumble" of hoofbeats came faintly, which seemed a bit dull.
This is entirely because this place is too close to the Daughter River, and the ground is not as dry and hard as elsewhere. Especially in the section closer to the Daughter River bank, not even trenches have been dug.
Firstly, time was urgent, and secondly, the distance of about 250 steps was quite soft, and if one could pass by on foot, it might be difficult, but the cavalry would not be able to launch a charge here.
He Youren also vaguely heard the sound of horse hooves trampling on the ground. Although he could not tell for a moment that it was the Tatar attack, he nervously climbed up to the high platform of the Central Military Department and looked towards the west.
But after watching for a while, he saw no sign of the incoming cavalry, and no smoke rising up. The only thing that made him uneasy was the "rumbling" of hoofbeats, which seemed to be getting closer and closer.
At this situation, He Youren couldn't help but be full of suspicion. He turned his head to his general in the Chinese army, Du Si He Buyi, and saw that the other man's eyes were full of suspicion.
"No, send the order quickly, the whole army is on alert...the whole army is on alert..."
He Youren seemed to have a premonition of something, and his eyes quickly moved to the southwest, while shouting wildly, which later became very urgent.
I saw a cloud of smoke rising faintly at the foot of Rufeng Mountain over there. Because it was blocked by the mountain wall, I didn't pay much attention to that place at first.
Some cavalry figures were vaguely visible in the smoke. As they gradually galloped out of the foot of the mountain and no longer hid their figures, we could see them clearly here.
A rough estimate showed that the vanguard alone numbered three to four thousand. He Youren was panicked and shouted urgently: "Quick, report to General Ma immediately and ask him to send troops to support our division!"
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Ma Ke's main barracks was stationed about five miles away from the West Stone Gate, but it was only more than three miles away from He Youren's left wing camp, and about four miles further to the Daughter River.
He is not too far away from Rufeng Mountain, and is also a long way from the frontline battlefield. With this arrangement, if the battle ahead is effective, he can provide timely reinforcements and also have military exploits.
But if the situation goes bad, he can defend and retreat at the same time, lead the army back to Rufeng Mountain, and defend again. In his opinion, he is already in an invincible position. He can attack when advancing, and defend when retreating.
At this moment, Ma Ke was on the wooden platform of the central army, looking around one by one, as if he was reviewing his subordinates, looking very relaxed and comfortable.
It seemed that the battle on the other side of Shimen Mountain had nothing to do with him. His face was peaceful and there was no urgency at all.
Du Sima Zhiren was accompanying him, holding a folding fan in his hand and fanning Ma Ke. With a disgusting smile on his face, he said: "Commander, this hot ghost
Depending on the weather, you should drink more water to avoid feeling uncomfortable."
The expression on Ma Ke's face remained the same, but while there was no one around, he suddenly asked in a gloomy tone: "Can that matter be handled properly?"
Ma Zhiren was stunned when he heard this, his heart was pounding like a deer bumping into each other, and he even forgot to fan the fan in his hand.
Fortunately, he has been with Marco for a long time and has experienced some big scenes. It only took him a moment to recover, and he whispered with a charming smile on his face: "Come back to the commander, handle it properly. This is a small matter."
I can do it myself, I haven’t touched anyone else with false hands, so Commander, please rest assured.”
"Okay, okay, okay. Just do it properly!"
There was something in Ma Ke's words, and there was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes, but then he thought about it, although Ma Zhiren was not good at fighting, he was still very loyal to him, and secretly helped him do a lot of dirty and dirty work.
What's more, Ma Zhiren also has an older brother, and Ma Zhiyong is his own general. He is now commanding the main camp for him, and he is a rare general.
Over the years, he has led his troops to conquer the east and west, and Ma Zhiyong has contributed the most to where he is today.
As he thought about this, his face was full of smiles. Although he was a bit embarrassed to smile but not smile, he also expressed very obvious kindness: "Zhiren, you have worked hard for this."
Ma Ke took two steps forward, raised his hand and patted Ma Zhiren's shoulder very affectionately, saying: "You and brothers Zhiyong are really my right-hand men. When the Liao Dynasty is over and the merits and rewards are announced, you will also
It’s time to mention a guerrilla dangdang.”
Ma Zhiren was still worried at first. He had followed Marco for a long time and often helped him do dirty work in secret. Naturally, he knew how insidious and ruthless he was. Whenever he was alone with him, he would always feel flustered.
But now that he heard Marco's personal promise that the war here was over and that he could be promoted, how could he not be very happy?
You know, his brother Ma Zhiyong has followed Ma Ke for many years and fought his way out from a team officer. Now he is covered in scars and has only been promoted to a general.
And he is about to be promoted to a guerrilla. You must know that although there is only one level difference between a captain and a guerrilla, they are actually very different. As long as you are promoted to a guerrilla general, you will also enter the ranks of a general. Isn't this the same thing?
Are the little ones comparable?
Ma Zhiren was overjoyed and thanked him hurriedly: "Thank you so much, Marshal. I only know how to do things for the Marshal with all my heart and soul, even if my heart is ruined, I will not hesitate..."
Ma Zhiren seemed to want to continue talking, but Ma Ke waved his hand to stop him: "Okay, just do your best."
Damn, Ma Ke might still believe that Ma Zhiyong was so cruel to him, but what about Ma Zhiren?
Not necessarily!
Now that he is gaining power, as long as he is still sitting in the position of commander-in-chief, Ma Zhiren will serve him wholeheartedly for a day. But once he loses power, he may be the first to kick him with a backhand.
However, when it comes to employing people now, the two brothers are close to me, so they have to work hard to win over them.
Ma Zhiren was a smart person, so he naturally knew that Marco didn't like to listen to his chatter, so he said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I will spare you the trouble. I will definitely do my best for the commander-in-chief."
Suddenly, a sentry galloped over on horseback and loudly reported in front of the Chinese generals: "Commander, it is suspected that the captives are riding from the west. General He Shen has sent someone to ask for reinforcements."
I am really afraid of what will happen!
The smile on Ma Ke's face disappeared without a trace in an instant, and Ma Zhiren next to him turned pale and trembled all over, as if he was sieving chaff.
After all, he was the commander of the first army. Although Marco was frightened, his face did not show any panic. He shouted loudly and asked: "Do you know how many people the Tatars have?"
"Returning to the commander-in-chief, the person who reported the news said that the captives were charging from the west with three to four thousand men and horses."
"Hurry up and gather the people and horses. Quickly send the message to the generals to come to discuss matters."
As he spoke, Ma Ke also strode off the general platform and went straight to the Chinese army's tent.
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He Youren looked at Qing Qi opposite, feeling extremely nervous.
Although there were less than four thousand Tatar cavalry on the opposite side, he knew that the two or three thousand men under his command would not be able to resist them no matter what.
Based on past experience, he told him that he might be able to withstand the first two charges from the Tatars. After all, a trench had been dug in front of his own formation, and the car camp was very strong, with cannons and artillery to help.
However, even with these many advantages, if there is no external aid to save it, I am afraid that it will eventually be defeated!
But what gave him a little peace of mind was that the main barracks of General Mako was nearby. As long as he could lead the army to help in time, when five or six thousand troops of his own would gather, he would not be afraid of the Tatars in front of him. Although he could not defeat them, he would not be afraid of them.
It can be maintained and maintained.
However, He Youren was very worried about this.
Based on his understanding of Ma Ke, although this person is greedy by nature and will not let go when he sees a benefit, he is also as cunning as a fox and never enters dangerous places.
Now that his side is being raided by the Qing cavalry, he can only hope that the prestige of Governor Hong Chengchou will make Ma Ke dare not not save him. If his side is defeated, his main barracks will bear the brunt.
That's why he hurriedly sent sentry riders to ask for help from Ma Ke. He Youren hoped that Ma Ke would consider everyone's feelings as colleagues in Shanhai Town and consider himself, so that he could come to his rescue in time.
But now, the Qing cavalry from the opposite side came slowly, four miles, three miles, two miles, slowly, their armor and horses could be seen more and more clearly.
He Youren looked at the clear cavalry on the opposite side. They were all Tatar armored soldiers from the Eight Banners of Manchuria. There were armored soldiers with the white flag and the white flag, and some elite cavalry with the yellow flag and the yellow flag.
There were also many cavalry from the Eight Banners of Mongolia, scattered on the left and right wings, and they were also roaring towards them.
"Woo...Woo...Woo..."
The desolate horn sounds sounded, and the Tatars riding on the opposite side were slowly speeding up.
When they entered a distance of more than a mile, there was a sudden neighing of war horses, and the sound of hoofbeats on the ground was as loud as thunder. Countless Qing cavalry galloped toward the trench.
He Youren suddenly shouted: "Send the order, prepare each gun, follow the order and fire again. Anyone who disobeys will be beheaded on the spot!"
Like the tide on the sea, thousands of Tatars on horseback, carrying banners of various colors like clouds, rushed towards He Youren's position.
The whole earth seemed to be shaking violently under their iron hooves!
As the Tatar cavalry got closer and closer, it could be clearly seen that the Mongolian Eight Banners, which were originally rushing on the two wings, suddenly accelerated and rushed to the front.
They roared past the elite cavalrymen of various Manchurian flags and galloped straight towards the ditch at extremely fast speeds. They were all wearing light armor and had fast horses and light bows.
He Youren stared at the Mongolian cavalry running across from them with burning eyes. He was calculating the power of the artillery of his own car camp in his heart. When they rushed 200 steps, he ordered the artillery and rockets to fire at the same time.
He nervously estimated the distance. Just when he was about to wave his hand and give the order, the Mongolian cavalry coming in like a tide suddenly used their skillful equestrian skills to pull out their horses and swept towards the left and right sides of the trench.
go.
He Youren couldn't help but be startled, but before he could say anything, he saw the Mongolian cavalry on the opposite side turning their horses' heads again at an extremely tricky angle and charging towards the trench again.
When the Ming army officers saw this, they immediately panicked and lit the fuses of the artillery on the chariot without waiting for He Youren's order.
"Tum! Tum! Tum!..."
Hearing the roar of artillery, the car camp of his family opened fire in advance without receiving military orders.
However, He Youren didn't care to reprimand his subordinates anymore. He quickly turned his head and looked across. After falling in the Mongolian cavalry formation, the cannon was still jumping left and right.
Although this piece of land is not very hard, it still does not affect the ricochet of these cannons after they land. It will just skip a few fewer times.
However, the Ming army's artillery did not fire according to the order, but the gunners lit the fuses on their own out of panic, so they fell sparsely within the enemy's cavalry formation.
Moreover, some gunners saw that their superior officers did not issue orders and did not light the fuses of the artillery they were responsible for. As a result, the density of the cannons was not enough and the lethality was limited.
"not good……"
Suddenly, He Youren shouted loudly, with a look of horror on his face.
I saw the Mongolian cavalry on the opposite side rushing to the trench despite artillery fire, but suddenly turned their horses' heads again and ran towards the wings again. At the same time, everyone held the reins of the horses with their left hands and threw bags of earth into the trench with their right hands.
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No wonder He Youren's face was full of panic. It turned out that the Mongolian cavalry on the opposite side was not charging into the formation. They were rushing up to throw out bags of earth to fill the trenches.