Today's Wu Sangui is not the king of Pingxi who began to dream of being an emperor in another time and space because of his perennial heavy troops, and now he is just a young man who has just come of age.

Although he often showed his hostility towards Yang Feng on weekdays, he was still a little excited to get the praise of Jiang Ninghou, who was known as the most capable of fighting in the Ming Dynasty.

"So according to the information sent by Ye Bu, combined with the terrain near Shengjing, we can come to such a conclusion, that is, Huang Taiji wants to hold the initiative in his own hands, and Heishaling is the battlefield he chose for us!"

"Look!"

Yang Feng pointed to the black sand ridge on the map and said.

"The highest point of the Black Sand Ridge is about 100 zhang (333 meters), and it is large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of troops. The most important thing is that its terrain is rugged and difficult to attack, I don't know if you have any ideas? ”

At this time, all the generals with a bit of identity crowded to Yang Feng's side and came to the map to check, and many people frowned.

A small but sturdy general said angrily: "If the Tartars send people to hold the high ground on both sides of the official road and block the intersection with strong bows and crossbows, our army will not be able to pass through the official road." But if you want to forcibly take the Black Sand Ridge, you have to attack it, then you will fall into the calculation of the Tartars. ”

Sun Chengzong pondered for a while, and originally wanted to say something to Yang Feng, but he saw that the generals of the Jiangning Army standing not far away were looking at the generals of the Liaodong Army on the side with smiling eyes, and the words that had already reached his mouth were swallowed back.

I saw him turn his head and say to Zu Dashou, who was closest to him: "Fuyu, as the chief officer of the forward, it is your duty to attack the city and pull out the ground. Tell me, if you are asked to be the pioneer, how long will it take to take the Black Sand Ridge? ”

"This ......"

Zu Dashou thought for a moment, "Governor, if you hand over all the Liaodong Army to the last general, the last general is expected to be able to take Heishaling in five to eight days, but ......"

"But what, if you have something to say, say it." Sun Chengzong stared at him and continued to ask.

"But the last general estimates that there will be a lot of casualties......" Zu Dashou hesitated for a moment before he said in a two-tone lower voice.

"How much, exactly?" Sun Chengzong was a little impatient.

Zu Dashou gritted his teeth, "At least five or six thousand people!" ”

"Five or six thousand?"

Sun Chengzong couldn't help but be taken aback, if he took a Black Sand Ridge, he would have to kill or wound five or six thousand people, so how would he fight the next battle?

You must know that these soldiers are now trained by him with great difficulty over the years, and if the casualties are too great, he will have to die of distress.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked at Yang Feng.

Not only Sun Chengzong, but even a group of Liaodong generals also set their eyes on him.

Yang Feng pondered for a moment before saying: "Governor, it's too early to say this, the specific situation has to wait until we arrive at Heishaling, but Benhou has some ugliness to talk about in front."

No matter what the outcome of Heishaling is, even if all the armies we brought are wiped out, we must destroy Huang Taiji and this so-called Great Qing Kingdom. If any general is worried that the casualties under his command are too great to bear, even if he brings people back now, even if Ben Hou leads the Jiangning army alone, he will send Huang Taiji and those Manchu Tartars who are causing trouble in Liaodong into the eighteenth layer of hell! ”

As soon as Yang Feng's map cannon was fired, it provoked the anger of the public.

Who is a soldier has no blood, and is despised by Yang Feng on the spot, as long as he is a person, he can't stand it.

"Marquis Jiang Ning, the last general respects you as a man, but you can't slander us like this!

In the past, he also defeated the Tartars several times in Liaodong, but there are also heroes in the Liaodong army, my Liaodong boy has been the Ming Rongbian over the years, I don't know how many brothers have been killed and injured, is it possible that in your eyes, we will only run away cowards? ”

Everyone saw that it was none other than Wu Sangui, a young man who had just become an adult who was looking at Yang Feng with angry eyes, his face flushed.

It stands to reason that Yang Feng, as the deputy marshal, was questioned like this by a thousand presidents, which is absolutely incredible.

But what is strange is that no one in the Liaodong Army came out to reprimand him, it seems that Yang Feng's words just now really angered the generals of Liaodong.

However, Yang Feng was not angry, he just smiled faintly: "Wu Sangui, since you said so, is it certain that in the next big war, all the generals in Liaodong will fight with the Tartars to the end, even if they fight to the last soldier, they will never retreat?" ”

"When...... Smack......"

Wu Sangui, who was surging with anger, just wanted to speak, but the back of the head was slapped with a slap, and as soon as he turned around, he saw Zu Dashou standing behind him, and scolded: "Evil animal, you are only a thousand households, how can you represent the tens of thousands of troops of my Liaodong Army?" Don't get out of here yet! ”

Wu Sangui, who was slapped in the face, came to his senses and was almost surrounded by Yang Feng. If it weren't for his own uncle interrupting him, I'm afraid that Liaodong would have no place for himself from now on, didn't he see Sun Chengzong standing aside, his face turned black?

Wu Sangui, who understood that he had stabbed the basket, turned pale with fright, and hurriedly lowered his head and obediently walked behind Zu Dashou and didn't dare to speak anymore.

Sun Chengzong just glanced at Wu Sangui with his residual vision, snorted lightly, and said to Yang Feng with some displeasure: "Jiang Ninghou, the words of Shicai are a little too much, right?" ”

Yang Feng shook his head: "Governor, Ben Hou feels that what Shicai said is not excessive. Throughout the ages, what is the war fighting? In the case of ordnance, salary, and training, all that is fought is morale.

This war is a matter of life and death, and the Tartars must be determined to fight to the end, but Ben Hou wants to ask the governors and generals whether the soldiers are ready to fight to the last soldier? ”

Sun Chengzong did not speak, and the generals of Liaodong were also silent.

To be honest, this station, including most people, think that this is a must-win battle, as long as you follow behind Jiang Ningjun, you can easily mix up military merits, and then increase the rank and become a knight.

Now that Yang Feng said this, many people realized that even if the Manchu Tartars were weak, they were still hungry wolves, and they would never be willing to wait for death honestly. Could it really be like what Yang Feng said, killing a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred?

Looking at the silent generals, Yang Feng didn't speak, just took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and smoked it leisurely.

The reason why he deliberately said these offensive words was not that he was inflated, but through the contact in the past few days, Yang Feng found that the Liaodong army was actually not ready to fight to the death with the Manchu Tartars, and many people thought that this time it was just a formality, and they just had to follow over to pick up the credit.

Yang Feng said these words in order to pour cold water on these hot-headed people.