"The end will be here." The three of them stood solemnly.
"I have sent someone to pass the order on the road. I wonder if the three thousand elite cavalry are ready?" Zhu Yongxing glanced at him with irresistible majesty.
"Back to Your Highness, the preparations have been completed." Prince Ma Bao of Ruyang, as the representative, reported: "Another 1,500 empty horses have been prepared to allow the cavalry to rotate and pursue without interruption. Moreover, the three thousand elites have rested for a long time and are all ready.
Having eaten, you can chase and escape the enemy."
"Very good." Zhu Yongxing showed admiration on his face, and turned to Qian Chen and said: "Qian Bangchen, soon spread the oilcloth on the ground and set up the cannon. Then prepare umbrellas, oilcloths and other rain-covering objects, and also
There are torches and match ropes, and you understand that for close range bombardment, you just use cannonballs, which are ignited and then ejected."
"Your Highness, this subordinate understands. It's just that-" Qian Bangchen hesitated for a moment and asked with a guilty conscience: "How to crack the Yin×men formation?"
Damn it. Zhu Yongxing rolled his eyes, but when he saw that everyone around him seemed to be looking forward to it, he felt that it was best to do something to appease and stabilize the psychology of these people and enhance their confidence. This would save everyone.
I feel unsure, and the influence is exerted.
With a "choking" sound, Zhu Yongxing pulled out the sword and touched the edge of the sword with his hand, wanting to cut his fingers and get some blood, but he was a little afraid of pain and even more afraid of infection. After hesitating, he looked for a direction at random. Anyway,
There was no one on the other side. Then he closed his eyes, bowed down as if to bow, and slowly rubbed the edge of the sword against his forehead.
With a pop, Zhu Yongxing inserted the sword into the ground and shouted sternly: "There are no taboos in fighting crimes on behalf of Heaven. You should fight with all your heart and kill the enemy bravely. Don't have any other thoughts."
"I obey His Highness's order." All the generals behind him bowed in response, and the loudness of their voices actually startled Zhu Yongxing.
Is this okay? The ancients were really easy to deceive sometimes. Zhu Yongxing was helpless and sighed with emotion.
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A row of sword and shield soldiers blocked the rain shelter, and the Ming army's infantry and cavalry began to form a formation. At the end of the battle formation, there were war elephants that had never been put to use. Because elephants are afraid of fire and loud sounds, they
Most domesticated elephants have their ears pricked and their ears are deafened. The driver uses body language. For example, iron hooks are hooked on the flesh of the elephant's left and right ears to control the direction. The left hook goes left, the right hook goes right, and the hooks together mean they stop...
In order to prevent accidents to the war elephants, special blindfolds were put down to prevent the war elephants from being disturbed by the bright light of the explosion. The soldiers led by Dao Bailong also sent hundreds of people to gather around the war elephants. They were familiar with the elephants' habits.
It can soothe the emotions of war elephants better than the Ming army.
Seeing that the Ming army's intention to take advantage of the rain to attack the stronghold was clearly revealed, Xian Guoan quickly mobilized his troops and made preparations for defense.
"Sir, please step back from the wall and leave this dangerous place for a while." Xian Guoan still respected this old staff member who had been following him for many years. Seeing that the battle was inevitable, he asked him to go to a safe place behind.
The staff member hesitated for a moment and said: "The humble officer will go and supervise the soldiers and pick up some excrement, juice and urine to prevent the rain from washing away and weakening the effectiveness of this Yin×men array."
"Thank you, sir." Xian Guoan nodded and focused again on the actions of the Ming army outside the stronghold.
In fact, he was a little nervous and couldn't figure out what was going on in the canopy that was covered by the sword and shield soldiers. In his mind, it was probably monks and Taoists who were doing it to enhance the effect of the Yangmen Formation of the Ming Army.
But now there is no other way but to pray for God's blessing so that the Yin × Gate Formation can play the role of being tired of victory and tired of artillery.
"Your Highness has an order. If you capture and kill those who lead the national security, you will be rewarded with a pig, five taels of silver, and ten acres of farmland." Several Zhu Yongxing's personal guards shouted loudly and ran three times in front of the Ming army's formation, saying this with insults and
The reward of Miao Shi was announced to the whole army.
There was initial shock, then suppressed laughter, adding a strangely relaxed atmosphere to the battle that was about to begin.
"I don't want the pig anymore, I want the heads of Guoan." Prince Liu Zhen of Shu pursed his lips and smiled, muttering in a low voice.
"How can I refuse His Highness's reward?" Gao Wengui, the Marquis of Guangchang, smiled lightly and teased: "Young man, you can eat a pig in one meal, right?"
Liu Zhen was stunned, and then he laughed heartily.
This is not what you should do before a battle! Ma Bao is a little confused. Doesn’t His Highness know that this is the time to boost morale instead of insulting the enemy general?
"Remember everything?" Zhu Yongxing asked worriedly. After receiving positive answers from Yang Guoxiang and Ma Zide, he nodded with a smile and reached out to pull out the sword from Yang Guoxiang's waist. His sword was still inserted in the artillery position to suppress evil.
, "Put up the royal flag and follow me."
The flagpole, which was more than ten feet long, was raised high in the rain, and the imperial flag with the word "Min" on a red background and yellow characters appeared in front of the battle formation. Zhu Yongxing led dozens of guards to march alongside the flag, with horses' hooves clattering and splashing.
Countless Mercury mud specks.
"Your Highness is a thousand years old, a thousand years old." Zhao Wang Bai Wenxuan took the lead in raising his fist and shouted loudly.
"Your Highness is a thousand years old, a thousand years old." There were cheers from the military formation. People who were immersed in the idea of imperial supremacy and family world saw the noble clan staying behind and the descendants of the Zhu family appeared on the battlefield. Isn't it true that they were cheering?
Instinct, or from the heart?
Zhu Yongxing swallowed his saliva. He didn't expect such an effect. The sensational agitation he prepared seemed a bit redundant. It didn't matter. Let's put down the slogans for the time being and let's make a pose first. He raised his sword high and ran every dozen steps.
Facing the whole army, he stood up on his horse to salute. The sound seemed to be louder. The soldiers either stamped the ground with their gun barrels or banged their shields with their knives, cheering.
"The clan went out to fight, is that the king's flag?" Xian Guoan was in a daze for a while, staring at the figure surrounded by the king's flag with his eyes wide open. After a long while, he bit his lips tightly and sighed in his heart: The fake clan stayed behind, but I finally saw it.
I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so brave.
It wasn’t just Xian Guoan who misjudged Zhu Yongxing. Didn’t Zhang Yong, the Manchu general in Kunming, and the traitor Wu Sangui all make such mistakes?
After running back and forth in front of the battle formation, the cheers were too loud and gave Zhu Yongxing no chance to encourage him. He stopped this time and only let Yang Guoxiang and others hold the royal flag and run in front of the battle formation again.
Shout some simple slogans.
"Heaven favors the Ming Dynasty, and the Tartars will be destroyed." Yang Guoxiang and Ma Zide shouted loudly, and the remaining guards then shouted: "Mighty, mighty!"
"God bless our army and it will be invincible."
"Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng!"
A short slogan, yet familiar and inspiring.
"Mighty, mighty!" "Ten thousand victories, ten thousand victories!" The soldiers of the Ming army shouted and banged their weapons. Amidst the shouts of the mountains and the tsunami, their spirits were lifted, and new energy seemed to be injected into their tired bodies.