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Outside Guangqumen, the main battle formation of Guan Ning's army was established.

It's past Chen hour, and war time is about to begin. All ministries are making frequent and noisy movements.

Since they arrived at the capital city, the fierce battle has entered the sixth day, but for such a long time, they have not won a single victory, and they are simply defeated...

Not far away in the southeast, today's Hou Jin Army arrived earlier than in the past. Their running horses and wild whistle calls could still be clearly heard by Guan Ning Army even though they were several miles away.

Over here at the campground.

This made Guan Ningjun, both the generals and the soldiers, look nervous, awkward, and very uneasy. Even the war horses were howling uncontrollably and were much more irritable than usual.

In war, people always die...

Today, if by any chance I am transferred to an unlucky job, then...

The battle formation of Wu Xiang's troops on the right wing of Guan Ning's central army.

Wu Xiang, who was originally fair, plump and energetic, with a fat face full of oil, now felt indescribably haggard and tired.

His eye sockets had sunk deeply and were filled with bloodshot eyes. Even the neatly trimmed beard on weekdays had long been out of shape at this time, and was twisted and shapeless.

I'm afraid I didn't even wash my face in the morning.

The morale of the military has been scattered like this, but~, but the man in the Chinese army still goes his own way, mobilizing and deploying troops according to his confusing plan.

Doesn't he know that the soldiers are very tired?

If this continues...

Wu Xiang simply didn't dare to think about it any further.

Fortunately, his precious son Wu Sangui had been staying outside the Dongzhi Gate of the Northern Line with Mangui. At this time, he had already gained a lot, which became Wu Xiang's last comfort.

As long as he can keep his precious son, he will be done with just clinging to this old bone.

But just as Wu Xiang was about to send someone to ask for instructions from the Chinese army, what exactly was his schedule today? Unexpectedly, a servant suddenly came from behind to report, "Handsome Master, Young Master, the Young Master is here with the main force."

"What?"

Wu Xiang's mood, which had finally calmed down, suddenly exploded like a volcano erupting, "What does he want to do? He doesn't want to live! Where is he?"

Wu Xiang roared like a mad lion.

The servant leader was so frightened that he fell to his knees on the ground and said hurriedly: "Handsome Master, the young master is coming from the direction of the moat at the back and will be here soon."

"you-----!"

At this moment, Wu Xiang wanted to draw his sword and kill this dog servant, but just then he saw his precious son Wu Sangui, dressed in silver armor, running towards him on horseback.

"Dad, why are you so angry?"

Wu Sangui dismounted gracefully and knelt down respectfully in front of Wu Xiang.

Wu Xiang could not care about anything else at this time. He waved his hand and dismissed the servants around him. He pulled Wu Sangui up and shouted angrily in a low voice: "Uncle, you, are you crazy? When did this happen?"

You still want to come here? You, you are disobeying me... You are going to piss dad off to death."

Wu Sangui smiled and explained a few words in a low voice to his father Wu Xiang's ear.

Wu Xiang's pupils suddenly dilated. After a moment, he came back to his senses and said, "Uncle Chang, are you asking Man Gui to fight?"

Wu Sangui smiled and said, "Dad, Man Shuai is the commander-in-chief of Shanhaiguan. When he learned of the war crisis on the southern front, he specially ordered his son to come over for reinforcements."

At this time, Wu Xiang also sensed the intentions of his precious son. He frowned tightly and whispered: "Uncle Chang, you, you really want to make dad angry to death..."

Wu Sangui whispered: "Dad, in this situation, we still don't know who will win."

"Well?"

Wu Xiang was stunned for a moment, but was also infected by his precious son's calm and composed aura, "Uncle Chang, you mean..."

At this time, the Chinese army began to beat drums enthusiastically, which was the signal for all armies to go to war.

Wu Sangui hurriedly whispered: "Dad, let's talk later. First, greet the soldiers and prepare to have a good fight with the dog Tatars!"

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At this time, four or five miles southeast of Guangqumen, Huang Taiji, escorted by more than a dozen of his direct descendants Niu Lu, came here to watch the battle.

At this time, the Hou Jin army could be said to have gathered its main force from Guangqumen to Zuo'anmen.

Abatai tribe, Tanbai tribe, Dorgon tribe, Duduo tribe, Li Yongfang tribe, including the Hauge tribe who just returned from Baoding, and the Shuotuo tribe who returned from the Eastern Front, hundreds of Niulu tribes

The elites have all gathered here, and in terms of number, they are almost equal to the main force of Guan Ning's army on the opposite side.

Huang Taiji's royal flag has been erected. In front, these Tatar sentries and warriors also know that their Khan has come to the front line to watch the battle. Naturally, they are extremely excited and work extra hard. They want to be in the front line.

Behave well in front of their profuse sweat.

On the other hand, the main force of Guan Ning's army has a large number of people and the battle formation is quite orderly. However, even people who don't understand war can see that the huge red battle formation of Guan Ning's army looks like...

He looked like a dying old man, with slow movements and no energy, as if he was terminally ill.

There are many differences between Governor Yuan's use of troops today and yesterday.

Yesterday Wu Xiang was originally on the right wing of the Chinese army, but today he was transferred to the left wing.

The main force of the Left Auxiliary Department, which was suppressed from the rear yesterday, was moved to the front today. Liu Xingzhi and the remaining troops in Jizhen were also moved to the front instead of being suppressed from the rear in the past.

The backbone of Zu Dashou and his ancestral family is undoubtedly the Chinese Army.

At this time, although the Ming army's exciting drum beats continued, the footsteps of many soldiers obviously did not keep up with the rhythm of the drums, and their movements were somewhat slow.

On the left wing of the Chinese army, unlike Wu Xiang and the others around him who were exhausted, Wu Sangui was full of energy and very excited. He whispered to his father Wu Xiang beside him: "Dad, look at it, today, Yuan Manzi is

I have to fight to the death with the dog Tatar."

Wu Xiang couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Gang? How gang? When the main force of the Tatars had not gathered a few days ago, Yuan Manzi did not seize the opportunity. At this time, the main formation of the Tatars was stable, how could they get rid of the gang? I'm afraid it would happen again.

The lives of the soldiers will be wasted."

Wu Sangui smiled: "Dad, don't worry. Governor Yuan won't be so stupid. As long as we wait patiently, there will always be a chance."

Seeing that his precious son was calm and composed, Wu Xiang certainly understood what his precious son was thinking. If it wasn't for him, why would he bother to take a trip into this muddy water?

I can only grit my teeth and force myself to cheer up. If I really have a chance later, I must save my precious son and achieve some achievements!

The two sides faced off for almost an hour, and they had basically entered their respective combat zones. Later, the Jin army took the lead in launching an attack on the Ming army.

At this time, although the Ming army was moving forward in formation, it was already more than half a mile beyond the camp fortifications. It was basically equivalent to following the main force of the Jin army in a field battle.

Amidst the exciting sound of antlers and the strange calls and whistles of the various masters, the elite cavalry of several Jin troops rushed towards the Guan Ning army's battle formation like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.

Although Guan Ning's army was defeated, their skills were still unambiguous. Guns and various firearms were already aimed at the dog Tatars in front, waiting for them to enter the shooting range.

But just when everyone was paying attention to the battle on the front battlefield, at the head of Guangqumen City, there was an inconspicuous general station, and a young man dressed as a Beijing soldier clenched his two small fists tightly.

, the nails dug into the flesh.

Beside him, there was also an old eunuch who was hiding something naughty, and an old man with some gray hair.

It was Emperor Chongzhen, Wang Chengen and Sun Chengzong.

Sun Chengzong just entered the city last night.

It took him more than three days to travel from Gu'an to the capital, which was just over a hundred miles, and even cost him the lives of several of his nephews.

But now, being able to stand here and accompany the emperor, the old man felt that everything was worth it.

He couldn't help shouting in his heart, hoping that the elite frontier army he had created before him could display their true capabilities, defeat these dog Tatars, defeat the Ming Dynasty, and achieve the glory of Guan Ning!

On the side, Wang Chengen's expression was a bit indescribably misty. The battle had already begun, but he was staring at the flag of Guan Ning's army.

"Bang bang bang."

With the fierce chirping of cannons and the continuous firing of various firearms, a new day of fighting officially began.

As the Jin cavalry in front rushed into the Ming army's battle formation, the Guan Ning cavalry on both wings, which had been prepared for a long time, also quickly rushed out from the two wings, trying to cut off the retreat of these Tatars.

However, although the strategic intentions of the Ming army were not wrong, whether it was individual soldier quality or teamwork ability, it was obviously not comparable to that of the Jin army.

It was obviously a battle situation where one could quickly seize the upper hand, but it soon fell into a hard fight and a hard struggle.

The left wing of the Chinese army.

Wu Sangui also frowned tightly.

At this point, although he has a lot of battle experience, but in this state, he has no good solution.

However, if things continue to develop like this, it is obvious that the soldiers in the front will not be able to hold on any longer. Once they are defeated, it will be impossible for the Ming army to organize an attack and face the Gou Tatar Zigang head-on.

After a moment, Wu Sangui gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice to Wu Xiang beside him: "Dad, you are stationed in the middle army. I will bring our elite servants up to charge. I am afraid that after this time, we will not have this opportunity."

"Uncle Zhang, you..."

Just as Wu Xiang was about to speak, he found that Wu Sangui had already stepped forward on horseback, gathering his own soldiers.

"Why!"

Wu Xiang sighed heavily, but he had no choice but to pray from the bottom of his heart to Buddha to bless his precious son and the Wu family.

With the experience of previous victories, Wu Sangui understood very well that the more chaotic the situation, the less the number of troops could be increased.
To be continued...