According to Wu Sangui's original guess, he actually thought that the Qing army would attack back and forth and break through Fushun Pass first. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

When the time comes, it will really be the enemy before and after Fushun Pass, and the pressure will be huge.

For these, Wu Sangui is not. He was still confident in the combat effectiveness of the Fourth Division. More importantly, this means that things are under Wu Sangui's control.

But right now, Dai Shan is leading the army to call, but Ao Bai is like a wild horse that has escaped all the way to the inner line.

Wu Sangui knew that Zhu Cihong could come in time if he had the support, but when he would be able to mobilize soldiers and horses to join the northern front, how many soldiers and horses he could take the lead in mobilizing, and whether he would be swallowed by the long-prepared Ao Bai, Wu Sangui was really worried. And these are all things that Wu Sangui can't master.

The unknown is always fearful, uncontrollable, and the most easy to feel empty.

At this time, when there was no Qing army to intercept it in the west, the scouts who had gone to visit the newspaper returned.

"More than 6,000 people from the Aobai Department Jiannu fought in Fengji Town and rushed to the aid of friendly troops......"

"Only six thousand?" Wu Sangui and Zhang Dechang glanced at each other, and they both saw the worry in each other's eyes.

There are more than 10,000 soldiers and horses in Aobai, and this is only the main station troops, counting the servant army, the number of troops has reached 20,000. Although the Ming army swept away the previous decline and no longer had to falsely report the number of troops, the 6,000 soldiers and horses faced the 20,000 people of the Aobai Department was only a simple mathematical comparison, and no one could have much confidence in this encounter.

The battle began without diversion from Wu Sangui's worries.

In the open field to the east of the town of Bongji, there were many fields scattered on the ground, and the slightly higher hills were still covered with dense low shrubs and the occasional pine tree. But now, the war has begun, and everything is different.

It was already late autumn, the ground was freezing hard, and the vast land was full of yellow weeds as far as the eye could see. The few remaining pine trees on the hill were cut down one after another, and the Ming army, which quickly seized the high ground, set up artillery positions on the hill.

This famous place of Sansonggang seems to have a gravitational pull, and the eyes of more than 30,000 people around it are focused here, and the armies of the Ming and Qing dynasties began to slowly approach.

At the same time, in Fengji Town, there were suddenly a few more bright figures. Several women dressed in purple and wearing floral ornaments appeared on the stairs leading to the walls of Fengji Fort.

Along the way, countless people threw a different kind of attention. But soon, several officers who knew the goods recognized the person.

"It's the teachers and students of the Kyoto Normal University Hall! What are they doing here? Numerous question marks popped up in the minds of several officers.

The people who came were Li Xiangjun and Wu Qiaoer.

Li Xiangjun, who has always been light-hearted, couldn't help but show a little nervousness when he came to the front line in person, but suddenly thought of something, which made Li Xiangjun gradually relax, and his eyes appeared in front of several officers who walked over quickly, and looked at Wu Qiao'er.

Wu Qiao'er was well prepared, and he took out two things.

The same, it is the student ID of the Jingshi University Hall, and the other is the seal compiled by the Hanlin Academy War History Record Museum.

The former was enough to make the front-line officers respectful, and when they saw the latter, they were even more shocked and excited.

"I've seen two historians! I'm going to ask the advisor from the Privy Council to greet me. "The officers were both expectant and apprehensive.

Wu Qiao'er smiled: "No, no, I'm not here to play." Several soldiers have their own military affairs, and they also asked Mo to delay the war because of us. ”

Seeing this, several people went their separate ways.

Rao is like this, Wu Qiaoer, Li Xiangjun and others still attract countless side eyes.

Li Xiangjun thought for a while, threw Wu Qiao'er a look, and after a while, the two of them put on their military uniforms, one lifted the drawing board, and the other naturally picked up the shortboard.

The two of them stood in the simple tower of Fengji Fort, took out their binoculars one after another, and looked at the soldiers and horses that were constantly gathering on Sansonggang.

"It was the afternoon of October 26, 277 in the Ming Dynasty, and the cold northwest wind blew from the northern desert, and the weather gradually turned cooler. In the usual time when Jiannu could wreak havoc on the border passes of the Ming Dynasty, the stars changed, and the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty stood in the long-lost land of Liaodong, fighting against the main force of the Qing army that had disappeared for a long time...... Aobai, the current opponent of this famous fierce general in the Qing army, is Liu Zhen, the colonel and head of the independent cavalry regiment of the Ming Royal Army...... When the clock was fixed at a quarter past two in the afternoon, the battle broke out! ”

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"Asiha, you lead your troops and horses, and I will add three more cattle to you, and I will knock down the three pine gangs!"

"Wow!"

"Jishi, you lead your troops and horses, give me a detour to the north, whether you attack or sneak attack, destroy the railroad track for me!"

"Wow!"

"Marseille, didn't you keep saying that you didn't get any merit in Fushun City, now I'll give you a chance. With only 6,000 soldiers, can you beat it? ”

"Marseille will capture the flag in front of Baturu!" Marseille was a mighty man, with a beard on his face that trembled when he spoke, and he spoke in a deep voice, like a reckless man.

To deal with the Ming army, the most important thing is to have the courage to face the rain of bullets.

Clearly, Marseille was such a man who was not afraid of fire.

Ao Bai slowly bowed his head, turned to look at the generals on the left and right, and said, "The rest of you, listen to my orders in the Chinese army and prepare to play!" ”

"Wow!"

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In front of the Ming army, Liu Zhen rode on a horse, he stood in front of the three armies, his eyes wandered over the phalanx, and said loudly: "I don't need to say more nonsense." Advancing to kill the enemy is honor, revenge, and merit! It is the heroic deeds that you can be proud to tell to your children and grandchildren when you are old. To retreat is a disgrace, a betrayal, a criminal who will be judged. Tell me, in a month's time, let me see you when I am promulgating meritorious deeds, or when I am trying deserters! ”

On the other side, in the infantry battle array, Wu Hui, the commander of the 13th Regiment of the Feixiong Independent Division, who participated in the battle, said loudly: "The time has come for the Ming Dynasty and His Majesty the Emperor to need us!" ”

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On the city tower, Wu Qiaoer's pen quickly recorded.

"The battle began at Sansonggang, and it was the two battalions of the 13th Regiment that guarded the artillery position, and it was the general of Jiannu who attacked Sansonggang, Asiha, a cunning enemy. While Marseille was attacking and covering, Ashah quietly raided the artillery positions at Sansonggang. Thankfully, in the gloomy weather, the wire mesh laid out helped. This critical protective net was not discovered until the Jiannu army approached a distance of 100 paces. But they found out too late, and the Qing army after the charge was harvested like wheat stubble. After draining the blood of more than 300 people, the Qing army wisely stopped the cavalry charge, dismounted and began to break through the barbed wire. ”

"The Jiannu of Sansonggang once attacked halfway up the mountain, but they obviously did not shake the play of the artillery position on Sansonggang. The roaring artillery and the Hongyi cannons on the city opened fire together, covering the Jiannu who were charging head-on. A quarter of an hour later, Kennu braved the covered artillery fire and rushed into the position of the Thirteenth Regiment. Jiannu, who had the advantage of troops, quickly surrounded the left and right front and rear of the 13th Regiment. As a mobile force, the independent cavalry regiment is like a sharp sword, protruding back and forth in the battlefield. ”

Marseille found a rare opponent, and he excitedly led his strong army of Eight Banners to fight against Liu Zhen's independent cavalry regiment. The two armies rushed back and forth, and it was a real hard battle. It is a man who writes a chapter of pride, a moment of iron-blooded rushing, and a realistic portrayal of the invincible brave. ”

——"Hanlin Compilation of the History of the Restoration of the Liao War - Volume 3"

The battle had been going on for an hour, and Asha's assault on Sansonggang had finally worked. When the corpses of Qing slaves were piled up at the foot of the mountain and the barbed wire fence was pushed up, the Qing army finally rushed halfway up the mountain, threatening the artillery positions on the hill.

Soon, the twelve artillery pieces at the foot of the mountain had to be turned around and replaced with shotguns to attack the Qing army in Ashabe.

At the same time, on the frontal battlefield, the 6,000 Ming army also fought fiercely with the Qing army, and it was difficult to inseparable. The battle on the battlefield was particularly fierce, and both sides gradually played a particularly strong fire.

The constantly falling robes and the painful exchange ratio are unacceptable to both sides. Liu Zhen could not accept that the Ming army could not obtain an exchange ratio of more than one to two. And the Qing army could not accept that after paying a higher exchange ratio of one to one, it was still unable to defeat the enemy in front of them.

The battle on the frontal battlefield became more and more stalemate, but the Ming army began to look more and more exhausted.

In the rear of the Qing army, Ao Bai slowly smiled: "The Nikans are more difficult to deal with than in the past, but after killing all of them, there will never be any Ming people who dare to fight again!" They're exhausted, but I'm ...... And the soldiers! ”

There are still at least twenty Niu Lu in Aobai's hands who have not yet gone to the battlefield, and these twenty Niu Lu are all new forces!

In this hour, Fengji Town has also undergone some slight changes. For example, on the tower of the city gate, in addition to the two women who were writing and drawing, there was quietly a group of more people.

A group of Ouchi guards dressed in gold helmets and silver armor, heavily guarded. And the guards of the Great Inner are obviously His Majesty the current Emperor Zhu Cihong.

"Marsai is a reckless man......" At this moment, Zhu Cihong slowly put down the binoculars and smiled slightly.

On the side, Ni Yuanlu understood what Zhu Cihong meant: "The Thirteenth Regiment has not been penetrated...... I don't know if to praise this Marseille for his bravery, or if he is brainless......"

The clock of the 13th Regiment kept the last company at the gate of Fengji Town and did not participate in the battle. Marseille's main force and the cavalry regiment were intimidated, and naturally there were no extra troops to penetrate the infantry battle formation of the thirteenth regiment. For Marseille, the idea was obviously much simpler. If you want to defeat the infantry in the formation, you must first defeat the cavalry guarding the flank.

"It's almost time...... Zhu Cihong exhaled heavily, hundreds of miles of horse-drawn railways are really an unbearable memory. High-speed rail, which could be completed in two hours for future generations, will take a hundred times as long here.

Seeing this, Ni Yuanlu looked at the Fengji Town Station behind him: "Fortunately, the double line was built to get here......

The emergency military railroad tracks built in Liaodong were apparently only single-lined. That is, there is only one railway available. As a result, even if there are quite a few stations along the way, the dispatch of trains is still an extremely terrifying hellish task.

This is a huge logistical challenge for vehicles that need to be moved quickly.

If you are not familiar with the operation of trains, then think about it, if a road can only tolerate one person passing, then no one wants to walk on the other side and you will also walk on the other side.

In the absence of reliable remote real-time communication, scheduling must be strictly punctual and strictly adhere to the plan. Otherwise, a car will be wrecked and killed. At that time, the loss will be secondary, and if the entire line is paralyzed, it will be immeasurable.

To this end, Zhu Cihong quickly put forward the requirements for the construction of the double line.

The construction of a double lane is like changing a single lane to a double lane. There is no need to stop and go, which is equivalent to greatly improving the efficiency of operation.

Of course, although it is cheaper to build a double line than to start from scratch at the beginning. However, it is obviously too extravagant to build a double line when a single line has not yet been opened.

Therefore, Zhu Cihong only established a double line on the original front line of the main battlefield at the beginning. According to the original plan, it was from Liaoyang to Shenyang, and Shenyang to Fushun.

The construction of the double line from Liaoyang to Shenyang was relatively smooth, but only half of the construction from Shenyang to Fushun was stopped, and it stopped when it reached Fengji Town. And this is obviously the reason for the evacuation of the military and civilians in Fushun.

At this moment, in the station of Fengji Town, another long line of vehicles left Fengji Town.

They arrived here in a hurry, and quickly left to make way for the next round of railcars to arrive.

In just one hour, a total of 300 large new rail cars stopped here. As a result, there was a sound of neat footsteps in the station right now.

"All of the Feixiong Independent Divisions have it!" Liu Sheng's eyes were blazing: "The Pao Ze brothers in front are fighting, what are we going to do?" ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

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Countless cheers resounded in the sky.

Seeing this, Liu Sheng's eyes were proud.

"Let's go!"

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Squeak......

The closed gates slowly opened, and everyone looked at this place in amazement. They don't know why the gates, which had been closed for a long time, were reopened.

Only the company stationed at the gate of the city understood all this, suppressed the desire to cheer, and looked at the Qing army on the battlefield with a hundredfold vigilance.

Marseille sensed something unusual, and his instincts led him to lead his men and horses to kill in this direction.

Liu Zhen wanted to chase and kill the past, but the Qing army, which had the advantage of troops, quickly intercepted it, allowing Liu Zhen to watch Marseille escape.

Marseille had a small number of soldiers and horses with him, about three hundred horsemen.

As an opponent, the company at the gate of the city was only more than 100 people, and the distance was only more than 100 steps.

The distance of more than 100 paces was less than a dozen breaths for the cavalry to charge. In such a short time, the company had only time to line up, and could not even fire a salvo, leaving only the sound of fragmentary firing.

And this, obviously, could not stop the charge of the Qing army.

Lian An Bingguo bit his lip, thinking about his combat mission, with a resolute expression.