That night, Sun Chengzong hosted a banquet at Xiping Fort for Yang Feng and the generals of the Jiangning Army.

And Yang Feng is not stingy, he is rich and wealthy, he asked the baggage battalion to send a thousand pigs and 300 sheep to the Liaodong Army, which is called the whole army's fun, and this action also made the generals of the Liaodong Army see what it means to be generous.

Don't look at the Liaodong Army, which is also one of the strong armies of the Ming Dynasty, and the imperial court has never been short of their salaries and silver equipment in the past two years, but that's all.

In this era of low productivity, even small landlords in the countryside could not eat meat at once, not to mention the ordinary big-headed soldiers, because when the Liaodong army learned that they could fight tooth sacrifices tonight, they were all thunderous.

That night, the entire military camp was in a bustle, although it was limited to military regulations that everyone from generals to non-commissioned officers were not allowed to drink, but the atmosphere was still very warm.

In a hall in Xiping Fort, Sun Chengzong and Yang Feng sat side by side in the first seat, and below them were hundreds of generals sitting densely.

At this moment, whether it is the generals of the Liaodong Army or the generals of the Jiangning Army, they are all harmonious, and everyone can be said to be very happy to talk with each other, after all, everyone knows that they are going to go to the battlefield together to kill the enemy in the next few days, and make one more friend at this time, maybe they will be able to save their lives at that time.

After eating a few pieces of braised pork and drinking a big bowl of haggis soup, Sun Chengzong only felt warm all over his body, he put down the dishes and chopsticks and said to Yang Feng with a smile: "Jiang Ninghou, this old man is a show of your affection, and he has wronged you for a while in the next few days." ”

Yang Feng nodded, of course he knew the meaning of Sun Chengzong's words.

Although it stands to reason that Yang Feng's title and official position are indeed above Sun Chengzong, since he has volunteered to be his deputy, he will have to listen to Sun Chengzong's dispatch in the next battle.

"What does the governor say, everyone is for the sake of Daming and for His Majesty, as long as you can completely defeat the Tartars this time, and give me a bright and bright future, let alone a deputy, even if you let Ben Hou go down to be a small soldier, Ben Hou will never complain."

"Well said!"

Sun Chengzong was very happy and picked up the teacup on the table.

"It's rare that Jiang Ninghou understands the righteousness so well, and the old man will toast you with tea instead of wine."

"Xie Duchen!"

Yang Feng also took a sip of the teacup, and the two looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

At this time, Sun Chengzong was truly relieved.

To be honest, although Yang Feng had previously volunteered to be his deputy in the letter. But in fact, Sun Chengzong knew very well in his heart that Yang Feng, who held a strong army of 25,000 in his hands, had capricious capital, and if he was unwilling to obey his command during the war, it would be a big problem.

Now that Yang Feng has made this promise personally, then the problem he has been worried about does not exist, for people of Sun Chengzong and Yang Feng's status, as long as they make a promise, it must be done, and there is no way for a dishonest person to gain a foothold in the circle.

After putting a piece of mutton in his mouth and chewing it slowly for a while, Sun Chengzong said: "Marquis Jiangning, you proposed the decisive battle against the Manchus this time, I don't know what regulations you have for this war?" ”

"Charter?"

Yang Feng shook his head slightly: "According to Benhou's opinion, Shengjing is not only the lair of the Manchu Qing Tartars, but also their lifeblood. It is impossible for Huang Taiji to give up, so I expect that the Tartars will inevitably block and delay our army layer by layer on the road that our army must pass, and do their best to consume the sharpness and strength of our army, and finally fight a decisive battle against our army in Shengjing City.

And this battle is a matter of life and death for the Manchu Qing Dynasty, so they will definitely play with us, so we must not take this battle lightly, otherwise if we lose, the good situation that has been fought hard over the years will be ruined. ”

Sun Chengzong nodded solemnly, although Yang Feng didn't say anything, but there were some things that he didn't need to say.

If they lose this battle, not to mention the situation in Liaodong. As military commanders, he and Yang Feng could not escape responsibility.

I'm afraid that he, the governor who is in charge of the military and political power in Liaodong, will be removed as soon as possible, and what is more serious is that the invincible aura on Yang Feng and Jiangningjun will fade immediately, which is also a huge blow to the Ming Dynasty.

On the other hand, once the Manchu Tartars defeated them, their strength would immediately surge, and if they could capture a large number of firearms, artillery, and a large number of gunners, the strength of the Manchus would inevitably increase by leaps and bounds.

Sun Chengzong immediately shuddered at the thought that the Manchus, who had always been known for their bravery and savagery, had obtained a large number of well-made muskets and artillery, and if that was the case, he was afraid that the situation in Liaodong would be at risk of collapse and erosion.

Thinking of this, Sun Chengzong said to Yang Feng with a solemn expression: "The old man can die in this decisive battle, but we must not be defeated!" ”

Seeing Sun Chengzong with a serious expression, Yang Feng knew what he was worried about, and patted his hand and comforted: "Don't worry, what you are worried about will not happen, this battle will definitely be won, and it will definitely win!" ”

Early the next morning, with the continuous sound of horns, the Jiangning Army and the Liaodong Army began to set out one after another, and one by one the troops began to advance towards the north.

Last night, Yang Feng, Sun Chengzong, and the generals didn't just eat. After dinner, they also had a meeting to discuss how to march.

It was suggested that the army of 80,000 should be divided into two or even three or four routes, and march towards Shengjing in unison.

But in the end, it was vetoed, in Yang Feng's words, since our strength is strong enough, we can directly crush all the way over, so why play any tricks that go hand in hand.

Besides, the march of several armies in unison seems to be huge, but it is also easy to be broken by the Tartars, and the Battle of Sarhu is the best example.

At that time, Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of War and Yang Hao of Liaodong Jinglu commanded an army of 110,000 troops to divide into four routes, but Nurhachi broke three armies in five days, and finally the whole army was defeated.

Yang Feng's words were approved by Sun Chengzong and most of the generals, and in the end everyone unanimously decided that the 80,000 troops would march towards Shengjing together, and the separation between the various departments should not exceed five miles, and if there was anything, they would blow a trumpet to warn.

If there is still controversy over the division of troops, then no one can snatch the Jiangning Army in the matter of who is the vanguard.

As the strongest army of the Ming Dynasty, such a strong force as the Jiangning Army naturally wants to be the pioneer of the army to attack the city and pull out the village.

As the commander of the 1st Cavalry Battalion, Yang Daniu led 3,000 cavalry to the front of the team, followed by more than 20,000 mighty troops.

At some point, the ranks of Jiang Ningjun resounded with singing, and soon the singing echoed everywhere.

"You don't see it, the final army of the Han Dynasty, the weak crown is the captive, please Changying, you don't see it, Ban Dingyuan, the peerless light cavalry urges the battle cloud ......"

Sun Chengzong, as the commander of the whole army, stood on the side of the road under the support of the generals, watching the teams of uniformed sergeants patting the neat ranks and singing military songs, and couldn't help muttering.

"It deserves to be the strongest army in the Ming Dynasty!"