It was night in Zhenyuan. Jixiha was worried about a sneak attack by the Ming army, so he arranged people to guard the city wall every night. Torches and lanterns illuminated the entire Zhenyuan in detail. At the fourth watch, I don’t know if the guards on duty deserted or something, three torches suddenly
It died out without wind. After a while, two more torches flickered on. I don't know what went wrong with the remaining one, but it was never lit again.
Outside the city, Deng Ze saw the code being played and chuckled: "The Tatars are quite ruthless and dare to risk their money."
Di Sanpin said uneasily: "I'm afraid that the Tatars will sit on the mountain to watch the tiger fight tomorrow and stay in the city to watch the show. Then all our efforts will be in vain."
Deng Ze comforted him and said, "Jixiha is eager to make great contributions. He will not sit idly by and watch our army in chaos."
Di Sanpin couldn't bear it: "In this case, if our army is chased by the Tatars, the casualties will inevitably be heavy."
"The Marquis really loves soldiers as much as his own son. No wonder King Qingyang recommended the Marquis to the King of Shu." Deng Ze praised him and then said helplessly, "How could the King of Shu have no arrangements, but Ci is not in charge of the army? What do you think Feng Wanbao did last night? He
The soldiers are now being dispersed and placed in various camps, and tomorrow they will be the guides of each camp. I know that there will definitely be people who will be overtaken by the Tatars, but I can't do it in more detail."
Di Sanpin was silent for a moment and said in confusion: "Is it necessary to do this? Our army is far stronger than Jixiha. It's not that we can't defeat him head-on. Why go through such twists and turns?"
"It is easy to defeat Ji Xiha, but what the King of Shu wants is to completely annihilate Ji Xiha's banner and prevent the slightest news from reaching the old thief Hong." Deng Ze explained again, "The King of Shu wants to use this to frighten the old thief Hong.
, let him be frightened and suspicious of the strength of our army, and dare not think about looking to the west at any time. The King of Shu needs time to rectify the defense of Guizhou, the King of Jin needs time to pacify Wang Ziqi, His Highness needs time to run Chengdu, and the Ming Dynasty also needs time to recuperate...
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Di Sanpin said no more and clenched his fists silently. Since joining the army, he fought with the Ming army, fought with the peasant army, and fought with the Tatars. In the end, he became a Ming army, fought with the King of Jin, and fought with Sun Kewang.
, the chaotic fighting has finally made the situation clear between the enemy and ourselves, but the Ming Dynasty has also reached its most dangerous time. It is so dangerous that with just a slight push from the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, the Ming Dynasty will fall to the ground. The King of Shu worked hard just to create a Ming Dynasty.
The illusion of strength still exists to buy some time to reorganize the country. Although Di Sanpin doesn't know much about civil affairs, he also knows that Sichuan is disabled, and Sun Kewang is fishing in Guizhou, which is no longer sustainable. The broken Ming Dynasty can now provide money, food and military supplies
Yes, only Yunnan and half of Guizhou.
"King of Shu, it's not easy..." Di Sanpin sighed. He was Feng Shuangli's general and belonged to Sun Kewang's lineage in Xiying. This was the first time that he recognized Liu Wenxiu from the bottom of his heart.
Deng Ze nodded: "His Royal Highness once lamented that if Sun Kewang was unlucky enough to faint and do treacherous and unethical things, the Ming Dynasty would be rejuvenated just around the corner. Sun Kewang lived in Guizhou, the king of Jin controlled Guangxi in the south and looked at Hunan and Guangdong, and the king of Shu ran Sichuan to intimidate Shaanxi and Hubei, thousands of miles away.
We attack and defend the enemy on all fronts. The Manchus and Qing Dynasties can only set up defenses everywhere. There will always be mistakes. It’s a pity..."
Di Sanpin was shocked: "Is this the reason why Your Highness went to Chengdu? The King of Jin replaced Sun Kewang to confront the old thief Hong, and the King of Shu stationed in Chongqing to block Wu Sangui. Although our army lost Guangxi, the places to defend were also reduced, and the defense line remained
Can it be stabilized... His Highness has already planned such a plan?"
Deng Ze smiled and said: "It is true that His Highness had made an agreement with the King of Jin and the King of Shu when he was in Guiyang, so the King of Shu must annihilate Ji Xiha and delay the Tatars' large-scale attack."
Di Sanpin said no more. As the commander-in-chief, the King of Shu did not need to let him fully understand the strategic plan, but Deng Ze knew everything about him. It was obviously the King of Shu's instruction and he was worried that he had a grudge. Di Sanpin was moved in his heart. He clasped his fists and resigned.
At dawn, Feng Shuangli did not stay in the camp to drink anymore today and held a military meeting early.
"Zhenyuan is just a small town, but there are only five thousand tired defenders!" Feng Shuangli said in a loud voice as he walked in the tent, "This is the seventh day, and our army has been stationed under Zhenyuan City for seven days! Tell me, this is How long will it take to win the small town of Zhenyuan? Huh?!"
Feng Shuangli looked at Di Sanpin, who understood. He defended in a low voice: "Your Majesty, it is not that the last general will not fight to the death without fighting. The Tatars are not weak. Ji Xiha is also a veteran on the battlefield. He keeps the defense airtight. The last general I’ve tried my best.”
Feng Shuangli said angrily: "Our army is three times the enemy's, so why can't we defeat it? Do you, Di Sanpin, think you are inferior to Ji Xi?"
Di Sanpin remained silent, and the other generals spoke one after another to defend Di Sanpin. Feng Shuangli listened for a while and said displeasedly: "I don't want to hear many excuses. Di Sanpin, let me ask you, can you break Zhenyuan today?"
Di Sanpin gritted his teeth and said: "The general is incompetent, I am really not sure. Not only that, the general thinks that the prince has ignored the sons and daughters these days, and has been drunk and having fun every day. The sons and daughters are already complaining. The morale of the army is so unstable. , and if we forcefully attack the city again, the general will be worried that a big defeat is just around the corner..."
Feng Shuangli was even more furious when Di Sanpin uncovered his scars: "Okay, since you think you are incompetent, I will not do anything for you. Today I will personally conduct the command, and you will serve as my drummer. When I break Zhenyuan, I’ll settle the score with you again!”
The trumpet was raised, and the gate of the Ming army camp, which had been silent for a day, opened, and the Ming army came out in full force, arriving directly at the foot of Zhenyuan City. Groups of soldiers lined up in the city, and the bright armor flashed in the sun, emitting a dazzling light, which hit the mask on the city wall. The Eight Banners did not dare to look directly. In the army, the "Qingyang" banner was raised high, and Feng Shuangli stood on a watchtower with a cold expression. Next to him, Di Sanpin, who had a low eyebrow and a pleasant look, held a drumstick and actually became a drummer.
"Feng Shuangli personally directed the siege. What a huge battle!"
"Where is Di Sanpin? You're lying to us, right?"
"I seem to have seen him, holding a drumstick, right next to Feng Shuangli."
"Feng Shuangli actually asked him to play the drum? It seems that what he said in the letter is true."
On the top of the city, the uneasy generals of the Mengba Banner, who were shocked by the unprecedented Ming army's formation, were talking a lot. The Ming army suddenly exerted force, which made them feel anxious. Di Sanpin's surrender had become a way for them to comfort themselves and stabilize their position. Life-saving straw.
"Stop whispering to each other, go back to your headquarters and prepare to meet the enemy!" Jixiha yelled. The Ming army is about to attack the city, why are these mindless Mongolians still hanging around? Even if Di Sanpin wants to surrender, then we have to Defend Zhenyuan first. If you don't withstand several waves of attacks, how can you create opportunities for Di Sanpin? At this time, Ji Xiha no longer doubts Di Sanpin's sincerity. He has been humiliated to such an extent by Feng Shuangli. How can he still be fake?
Feng Shuangli personally supervised the formation, and the generals of the Ming army no longer dared to respond to the war in vain, and urged their subordinates to fight to the death. With the Ming army's effort, Zhenyuan was immediately surrounded by danger. The low city wall was leaking everywhere, and was constantly being broken through by the Ming army. Xiha also became ruthless and organized all his soldiers and the Eight Banners of Manchuria as a supervising team. He chopped off the heads of several deserters and was able to stabilize the situation. The two sides fought fiercely at the top of the city for half a day, and every minute was divided. Fighting for position inch by inch, the Mengba Banner had only a small number of people, and was gradually suppressed by the Ming army, and the area it could control became smaller and smaller.
Ji Xiha couldn't help but want to mobilize the fresh troops waiting at the city gate several times, but after all, there was still hope of Di Sanpin, so he finally suppressed the impulse, shouted fiercely at the top of the city, and defended the gate leading to the city.
"Why is Di Sanpin still not moving? Isn't there a chance?" He looked at the figure upstairs again. Feng Shuangli stood with his sword in hand. Di Sanpin behind him was still beating the drum hard. "Knock it down, knock it down with one drumstick."
, you are my Lord Marquis of the Qing Dynasty!" Ji Xiha was impatient, what on earth is the stubborn Di Sanpin hesitating about?
At this time, Ji Xiha saw Feng Shuangli's lips moving slightly, as if he was talking.
"It's almost there, the Tatars can't hold it anymore." Feng Shuangli whispered, "If we wait a little longer, Jixiha will run away. There is a hidden space under my feet. After a while, you hit me on the head with a hammer, and then cover it up.
I looked down at the Tatars and opened the secret compartment. There was a corpse inside, and its appearance was roughly the same as mine..."
Di Sanpin was slightly shocked but said nothing.
Feng Shuangli gave a few more instructions and suddenly shouted: "Now!"
Di Sanpin frowned angrily, and suddenly hit Feng Shuangli on the back of the head with a drumstick. Feng Shuangli fell down. Di Sanpin stepped forward, bent down and drew his sword, slashed Feng Shuangli to the head, then kicked the headless corpse off the watchtower and shouted: "
Feng Shuangli is dead, my sons, the heavenly troops of the Qing Dynasty have arrived, and the Ming Dynasty will be defeated today. Follow me and join the Qing Dynasty, and you will be rewarded heavily!"
The surprise came so quickly that Ji Xiha was stunned for a moment. Di Sanpin raised Feng Shuangli's head to the sky and shouted to the city: "Master Ji, I have fulfilled the agreement. You must not agree to my conditions."
Break your promise!”
A sudden change occurred, and the Ming troops who were attacking the city stopped one after another, looking around, not knowing where to go. Jixiha reacted, and while making a loud promise to Di Sanpin, he shouted to Dahasu: "Send the signal, leave the city, and attack the enemy!"
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Three loud arrows shot up into the sky. Di Sanpin was in a panic. Where did Feng Wanbao die? He quickly led everyone to escape. The Tatars were about to come out. He hurriedly climbed down from the watchtower. I still had to summon the headquarters and
If Feng Wanbao doesn't take action, more people will die.
Outside the city, the Ming army gradually became chaotic. Some shouted that King Qingyang was dead, some clamored to capture Di Sanpin, and some began to retreat to the camp without saying anything. In the dilemma, Feng Wanbao finally took action.
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"Retreat! Return to Kaili!"
"Withdraw! Everyone withdraw!"
"Quick, throw away everything you can, just save your life!"
The soldiers that Feng Wanbao retained in each camp began to shout and run away, which suddenly made them the backbone of the hesitant Ming army. A large number of Ming soldiers began to flee, and the soldiers who followed Feng Wanbao fled. Under the city
The Ming army was easy to escape, but those at the top of the city were tightly entangled by the Mengba Banners. In desperation, some began to fight to the death, and some abandoned their weapons and surrendered. Zhenyuan, which was already on the verge of collapse, was attacked by Di Sanpin's counterattack.
And it was firmly controlled by the Mongolian Eight Banners.
"Go out of the city and kill the enemy!" Baiyin and others got the signal and were full of energy. "Warriors on the grassland, raise your scimitars and raise the hooves of your horses. The hunting has begun!" This chapter has been completed!