"Knock...... Knock Knock...... Knock knock knock ......"

The deafening drums continued to resound, and with the sound of the drums, groups of Ming troops marched into the battlefield with neat steps.

"Where did the Ming army come from, how dare they...... How dare they come over at this time? ”

Dai Shan, who was standing on a high place looking at the battlefield, couldn't believe his eyes, he didn't care about being surprised, and quickly snatched the clairvoyant mirror from the hand of a Goshha next to him and began to watch.

Nowadays, the maximum multiple of the clairvoyant mirror in this era is only four times, and the scenery seen is also relatively distorted, but it is not the craftsmen of the Ming Dynasty can make it, it all depends on the inflow from the west, the number is extremely rare, and there are only a few generals above the chief officer in the Ming army, as for the Houjin army, there is even less, and the Gushan Belle Entheng on the side does not have a clairvoyant mirror, so he can only stretch his neck and stare at the distance with his eyes wide.

"Straddle...... Trans-...... Cross-la-......"

Accompanied by the sound of passionate drums is a burst of neat footsteps, Dai Shan saw from the clairvoyant mirror that a group of Ming troops wearing red armor are stepping into the battlefield with neat steps, and in the queue of this Ming army there is a cart pulled by a mule, each cart has a big drum, and under each drum is standing a shirtless man is beating hard, and the bursts of passionate drums are coming out of this big car.

Seeing this Ming army, Dai Shan was angry and followed by a deep surprise in his heart, he held back the anger in his heart and asked Enteheng beside him: "What the hell is going on, why did we not receive any news when this Ming army arrived, are our outposts all pigs?" ”

It's no wonder that Dai Shan is angry, the most important thing for the army throughout the ages is to be able to keep abreast of the surrounding news and military situation. If it was a small group of dozens or hundreds of enemy troops, it would be enough, but such a large enemy army was so quietly approaching the battlefield, but he, the commander, didn't even know a little bit of information in advance, it would be a fatal mistake.

Enteheng also looked ignorant, and then he thought about it before he suddenly realized a row of thighs: "Big Belle, I remember, we have several outposts missing one after another in the past few days, I remember that I reported to you at that time, but at that time, you and everyone thought that they had encountered the night of Liaodong, so they didn't care, and now I know that they were eaten by this Ming army." ”

As soon as Enteheng said this, Dai Shan remembered that he had indeed received a report from Enteheng to him a few days ago, but he didn't take it to heart at that time, and now it seems that he was indeed too arrogant at that time.

Thinking of this, Dai Shan's face couldn't help but be a little hot, but fortunately, his complexion was relatively dark, and he was not afraid of being seen for a while.

After the shame, he was angry, and Dai Shan, who felt that he had been insulted, ordered all the siege troops to withdraw and deal with the Ming army that suddenly appeared first.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The desolate trumpet sounded in the main formation of the Later Jin army, and the Later Jin army and the Mongol army, which were originally attacking the city of Jinzhou, retreated like a tide.

I have to say that the Houjin army is indeed one of the strong armies of this era, after hearing the clarion call to retreat, it was just less than ten minutes that all the troops preparing to attack the city were all withdrawn to the main formation, and then under the orders of officers at all levels, the Houjin army and the Mongolian cavalry reformed three large formations in Niulu as a unit, and began to slowly force towards the Ming army, and a big battle was about to break out again.

"Governor, that Ming army is in danger, if there is no reinforcement, it will be difficult for them to break through the blockade of the Tartars and enter Jinzhou City!" Zhao Shujiao, who was on the city wall, said to Sun Chengzong a little anxiously.

"Reinforcements? Absolutely not. Zu Dale on the side immediately became anxious when he heard this: "Governor, you can't go out of the city, if we open the city gate at this moment, it will be difficult to ensure that the Tartars will take the opportunity to attack it." Besides, is this a trick of the Tartars? ”

The surrounding Ming army generals also talked a lot, and some generals advocated going out of the city to rescue, after all, they were friendly troops, and they couldn't watch them die. Some are opposed, now that such a situation is out of the city, what should the Jin army do if they take the opportunity to attack the city, and who will be responsible for the loss of Jinzhou.

The generals shouted noisily for a while, and then looked back at Sun Chengzong, the supreme person in charge of the military and political affairs in Liaodong.

Sun Chengzong pondered for a long time, and after weighing the pros and cons, he sighed: "Let's take a look first, see that there are tens of thousands of Ming troops on the other side, so how can it last a little longer." ”

Zhao Shujiao sighed lightly and stopped talking, although he was known for his bravery, he was not a fool, of course he knew that Sun Chengzong's decision was the wisest under the current circumstances.

"Knock...... Knock Knock...... Knock knock knock ......"

The Ming army outside the city still marched firmly at a neat pace, until they reached a distance of about a mile from the city, and the Ming army on the city wall at this distance could already see the appearance of the friendly army below, and to the surprise of many people, this Ming army formed a kind of phalanx that they had never seen before.

"What's going on, who's leading the troops down there? How did he set it up? ”

Sun Chengzong, who was on the city wall, was furious when he saw the phalanx formed by the Ming army below, because the middle of the phalanx composed of the Ming army below was empty.

Yes, the phalanx formed by the Jiangning Army led by Yang Feng is the famous hollow phalanx in later generations, and the origin of the hollow phalanx is no longer exquisite, but this kind of phalanx is recognized by later generations as one of the best phalanxes to deal with cavalry, especially once the simulation is equipped with artillery, which is a big killer, it is even more powerful to deal with cavalry.

Yang Feng formed a total of eleven hollow phalanxes this time, of which ten hollow phalanxes were composed of five hundred firecrackers, and then distributed with varying numbers of artillery, each hollow phalanx was commanded by a deputy thousand households or thousand households. Yang Feng himself led 500 Jiading and 1,000 firecrackers and 3,000 baggage soldiers, as well as medical and artillery battalions, to form the middle of all the phalanxes.

Huang Zhenye, who was dressed in iron armor, rode a group of yellow horses in the middle of a phalanx, riding on the horse, while observing the position of the surrounding friendly military arrays, he ordered to adjust the distance and direction of his phalanx, and on Huang Zhenye's shoulders was to help a palm-sized black brick-like thing, if there are future generations here, they will definitely recognize it at a glance, isn't this a walkie-talkie.

Yes, this walkie-talkie is also a combat effectiveness multiplier that Yang Feng specially bought from modern society for this expedition. In the era of cold weapons, in order to allow orders to be conveyed to the hands of the commanders of various units in a timely manner, countless sages have been using their brains all the time, coming up with methods such as flags, drums, trumpets, and even emitting thick smoke to command the troops, but these methods have their own drawbacks, and they have high requirements for the quality of soldiers and commanders.

The army was better during the day, and the commander could rely on the sound of drums, trumpets, or flags, but at night it was simply blind.

It turned out that when Yang Feng was only a thousand households, there were not many people, and the troops in their early 1,000s could easily convey orders, but since he became the commander of Jiang Ningwei and began to expand the army, the command problem has become prominent. As the saying goes, there are more than 10,000 soldiers, and how to issue his family's orders to the commanders on the front line in time on the battlefield has become the most urgent problem to solve.

So Yang Feng purchased a batch of walkie-talkies from a certain treasure and sent them to the officers at the deputy thousand household level, after equipping this inconspicuous thing, Yang Feng found that he could easily give orders to the troops on the battlefield, and after equipping the walkie-talkie, it was not an exaggeration to describe it as an arm and a finger.

"All phalanxes stop advancing!" Yang Feng gave an order to the walkie-talkie.

"Stop!"

After Yang Feng's voice reached the ears of the commanders of the various phalanxes through the walkie-talkie, these commanders blew the sharp whistle hanging around their necks. As the whistles sounded, all the phalanx heads stopped advancing.

"Whoa!"

Almost at the same time, the Ming army, which had nearly 10,000 people, stopped almost at the same time, and this alone made both sides who were watching them closely change color in shock.

It is important to know that in the era of cold weapons, commanding troops to fight is a great test of a commander's ability, and the biggest difficulty in commanding operations in this era is how to convey one's own orders to the hands of the troops below in a timely manner, which has become the biggest problem in testing commanders.

The generals of the Ming army watching the battle on the city wall looked at each other one by one, almost unable to believe their eyes. They all asked themselves if they wanted to make a force of tens of thousands of people stop and form up in formation, and they couldn't do it in a quarter of an hour or even a quarter of an hour, but the Ming army below only used a short moment, what an outstanding command ability.

"Who is in command of this Ming army below?" This question came to the minds of all the generals of the Ming army.

"Governor, who is this Ming army below, why doesn't the last general remember that there is a general surnamed Yang who is so powerful?" Zhao Shujiao on the side couldn't help but ask Sun Chengzong.

Sun Chengzong stroked his beard and said with some uncertainty: "This official gave His Majesty an excerpt two months ago, asking the imperial court to send reinforcements to aid Liaodong, and last month the Ministry of War came with an official document, saying that His Majesty sent a commander named Yang Feng of Jiang Ningwei in Nanjing to lead the troops to help, could it be that Jiang Ningwei's troops and horses are below?" ”

"How is this possible?"

The lieutenant generals around looked at each other with a look of you joking, Jiang Ningwei's guard? Are you kidding me, if the guards in the mainland can be so elite, then they, the border troops, will simply go home and coax the children, what are you doing!

In fact, not only Sun Chengzong and them on the city wall, but even Dai Shan was intimidated by the Ming army on the opposite side that could be forbidden by order. What kind of person is Dai Shan, that is the old man who has followed his father Nurhachi on the expedition since 1599 (the twenty-seventh year of Wanli), it has been more than 20 years, and he has fought more times with the Ming army, but it is the first time he has seen the Ming army like today.

Turning his head to look, he found that the generals around him seemed to be frightened by the Ming army on the opposite side. Seeing this, Dai Shan couldn't help but feel a mixture of anger and as if he was ashamed, who are they? They are the descendants of the Immortal Heaven, the invincible Jurchen army, how could they be afraid of those cowardly Ming troops.

"Enteheng, order Actun and Yue Tuo to press up, I want to see how many brave men in that Ming army dare to fight a field battle with the warriors of our Dajin Kingdom!"

"Huh!"

Acton and Yue Tuo, who had received the order, each led their headquarters of soldiers and horses from the two wings of the foot to press towards the Ming army, and at the forefront were four thousand horse armor cavalry, all of whom were wearing heavy armor and holding long weapons, and when the four thousand war horses slowly ran around, the whole land seemed to be filled with the sound of horses' hooves.

Seeing the black pressure of the war horse slowly approaching them, Huang Zhenye in the first phalanx gasped a little, although he used to often boast of himself as Jiang Ningwei's brave general, but this was just his own boasting, and now when he saw the famous Houjin Iron Cavalry opposite, he knew how ridiculous his bravery was before.

After taking a deep breath, Huang Zhenye looked around and found that many of the sergeants' faces were also a little discolored, and some even had some trembling legs. He secretly screamed in his heart, although Jiang Ningwei is well-equipped today, many people have also fought with the Japanese and Nanjing's battalions, but there are still many recruits who have never experienced the battle formation, but as the saying goes, the shadow of the famous tree of people, and then facing the oppressive Houjin Iron Cavalry, few people are not afraid.

"I can't go on like this, I'm afraid the morale of the sergeants will be crushed if it continues like this!" Huang Zhenye panicked in his heart, and just when he was a little anxious, a burst of singing suddenly sounded.

"You don't see it, the final army of the Han Dynasty, the weak crown is a captive, please be long."

"Huh......"

At first, this song was only sung by a few people, but it soon became dozens of people and hundreds of people, and finally tens of thousands of people in the entire Ming army sang it.

"You don't see, Ban Dingyuan, the peerless light cavalry urges the battle clouds.

The boy should be in serious danger, how can he let the Confucian crown miss this life.

The situation is that if the national prestige is tired, the feather competition will not stop.

Abandon my old pen, and I will be wartime.

One called out to 100,000 comrades, singing war songs and joining the army.

Qi joined the army, cleaned the dust, and swore to sweep away the Japanese slaves! ”

Tens of thousands of people sang in unison, especially when they were idle, and for a time the entire battlefield was filled with high-pitched singing. Many of the sergeants sang as the original fear in their hearts slowly receded, replaced by resentment against the Tartars and courage from the bottom of their hearts.

"Good! What a sworn sweep of the Japanese slaves! ”

Sun Chengzong on the city wall couldn't help but shout loudly, and his eyes showed joy.

"No matter who is in command of the Ming army below, as long as he can enter Jinzhou City alive today, this official will protect him with a future!"

"The Governor...... Look, the Tartars are getting ready to attack! As soon as Sun Chengzong's words fell, a general next to him pointed down and shouted......