Hu Dawei turned around, his tiger eyes were red, and he looked at Zhu Cihong: "Your Highness!" The first regiment can't hold on, the Qing army is coming too fiercely, and our department asks for reinforcements! ”

Zhu Cihong looked at the battlefield intently, the left side was miserable, and the right side was anxiously sticking to it. And the middle lane...... There is clearly a danger of collapse. He raised his eyes and looked into the distance, was silent for ten breaths, and said, "It's not time for the Flying Bear Battalion to attack. The middle and the right side, please Hu Lang general. ”

Hu Dawei was silent for a while, then suddenly bowed solemnly and calmed down: "Serve Your Highness!" ”

"Up and down the regimental headquarters, follow me to attack!" Hu Dawei turned to the west, and more than 800 people from the regimental headquarters and Hu Dawei's personal guard were fully clothed and slowly walked onto the battlefield.

Six hundred men is scarce and insignificant for a battlefield of tens of thousands.

In particular, in addition to Hu Dawei's 500 personal guards, there are more than 300 people, many of whom are non-combatants in the army, such as the military division of the military aircraft department and the men in each battalion.

But at this moment, when the soldiers of the first regiment fell into the most urgent juncture of the encirclement, Hu Dawei did not hesitate to go to the battlefield in person. From the chief military division to the horsemen and men in the regimental headquarters, they all picked up their weapons without hesitation after hearing the call, and followed behind Hu Dawei.

In this way, more than 800 reinforcements went to the battlefield.

Their figures are lonely and heroic, revealing the toughest bravery of the Ming boys, revealing the fearless blood of the soldiers of the Royal Guard.

"Angry hair rushes to the crown, leaning on the railing, Xiaoxiao rain rest. Look up at the ......

"Jing Kang is ashamed, and it is still snowing: the courtiers hate, when will it be destroyed!"

"Zhuang is hungry for Hulu meat, laughing and thirsty for Hun blood!"

"Soldiers! I, Tiger Dawei, are here today, leading you and other reinforcements. There are no regrets in death! ”

"Kill!"

……

They charged, and the queue of more than 800 people was somewhat scattered. The momentum is unprecedented.

In the army with a yellow flag, Bai Yintu smiled: "The army of the Ming Kingdom is already exhausted!" Even the general's personal guards were asked to come up. What other skills does Zhu Cihong have to beat me? ”

"It's true that the mountain is solid, but we are also up?" The guard beside Bai Yintu asked.

Bai Yintu glared: "Among the thousands of troops, who dares to be sure that the Ming people are not hiding a few earth-shattering thunders and want to fight for a reversal opportunity?" This was the case in the battle of Ningyuan back then, and at the critical moment of victory and defeat, there must be no negligence! ”

The guard suddenly realized: "Gushan is really wise!" Ming Guo is so mortal, it is true that he can't give a chance for these Nikans to seize! ”

Suddenly, there was a burst of praise from the left and right.

Bai Yintu squinted his eyes and looked at the Ming army in the distance, Hu Dawei had already rushed in, and watched Hu Dawei unexpectedly be killed and surrounded by the rest of the Manchurian generals who were eager to enter the battlefield and win military merits.

At this time, the battlefield was already overcrowded, and after the Tiger Battalion and the Seventh Battalion combined to watch each other, the area of the attack had been greatly reduced. Nearly three times as many troops were unwielding on the battlefield.

At this moment, another wave of Ming troops came to aid the two battalions, and the Manchu generals who were still on the battlefield were by no means worried, but surprised: "I can reap another wave of military exploits!" ”

"Rush!"

"Kill Nikan!"

……

Zhu Cihong furrowed his brows, a little afraid to look at Xu Yanqi in front of him.

Xu Yanqi had red eyes, watching Hu Dawei enter the battlefield and be overwhelmed by the Manchurian generals in an instant, and still struggled towards the battle formation of the Tiger Camp and the Seventh Battalion, his heart was like a knife: "Your Highness!" The Flying Bear Battalion has up and down to fight! There is no cowardice! ”

Zhu Cihong shook his head slowly: "The time has not yet come." ”

Seeing this, Xu Yanqi turned his head sneeredly and looked at the screaming and killing sound on the battlefield. Seeing the Ming soldiers fall to the ground one by one, Xu Yanqi's heart was like a knife: "The timing, if you don't attack now, the fighter that can be saved will be lost!" Your Highness ......"

Zhu Cihong stopped talking. Just silently staring at the towering city walls in the west, looking at Shengjing City, waiting for the so-called warplane. Let Xu Yanqi in front of him kneel on the ground and knock on the ground with his forehead. His eyes were misty with tears: "Your Highness! Please let me go up! Up and down the Flying Bear Camp, which is not a good son who forgets to die. Who is not a loyal person who is looking forward to killing the enemy and serving the country? Who is not a brave son who walked into Liaodi with the heart of preferring to die and kill captives? But right now. The soldiers of my Flying Bear Battalion have eaten the country's food and salary in vain, and they can't kill the enemy to serve the country! The soldiers were full of blood and tears, and I only beg His Highness to allow my Flying Bear Battalion to go to the battlefield! ”

Zhu Cihong sighed heavily in his heart, but his heart was a hundred times more worried than the Flying Bear Camp.

"I'm Zhu Cihong...... Could it be that he is a person who is afraid of death? Ning Wei, go and hold my handsome flag high, let all the warriors of the Ming Dynasty know that I, Zhu Cihong, will never retreat! ”

When Xu Yanqi heard this, he sat on the ground and stopped talking, just looking at the bad situation in front of him, a huge question mark rose in his heart: "Can I, the Royal Guards Legion, really win in such a terrible battle situation?" ”

……

October of the sixteenth year of Chongzhen was an eventful time for Shengjing, first preparing for the war and then facing the war. The huge changes came so quickly that the soldiers and civilians in the city were a little overwhelmed.

But sometimes, dripping blood is the most effective catalyst.

It can make people numb and adapt quickly.

When the head of the first Han Chinese was raised high, there were no more Han Chinese dressed in civilian clothes on the streets.

The world inside the city was suddenly depressed, but the Manchu city administrators in the wartime knew nothing about it, or did not care about it. They only knew that there was enough food and armor in the city to fight a defensive battle, and they let go of their minds.

But it would be wrong to say that none of the Manchurian rulers paid attention to the vanishing Han Chinese.

For example, Abha, this Hauge's close confidant has been running for days and cutting off seventeen heads, but he is still haunted, always thinking that he has cut less.

"The fine work must not have been killed!" Abha roared angrily, roaring angrily, and helplessly found helplessness in his heart.

He is not a genius of the sky, and he did not get the permission given by Haoge to do a good job, sweeping away the spies of the Ming people in the city.

Thousands of people were dispatched in a row, but Abha only cut off the heads of 17 Han Chinese.

As for how many of them are real Han spies. Abha did not know, and he understood. The answer to this is known only to those who have had their heads cut off.

So Abuha was angry, especially when the battlefield was fighting. He was even more worried in his heart.

Abha was very industrious, and for several days at the beginning of the war he got up earlier than the chickens and worked more than the dogs. Sweeping the streets with majestic soldiers is enough to circle the entire Shengjing City ten times.

Abha worked so hard that he even stared at the butcher's hand and hated to take his place.

Abuha was also very brave, no matter how angry the generals of the Han army were behind him, no matter how many traps might be lurking in the deep house, he still took the lead and cleaned up the places where there might be fine work.

But Abha was still helpless.

He had lost count of the first time he had returned to his office without success.

Looking at the empty office, Abha unbuckled his armor. Sitting on the Taishi chair for a long time, he was silent and in a daze: "This is not the result I want!" ”

But Abuha could not achieve another result, the imaginary result of sweeping away all the details of the Ming people.

"Kill all the fine works in the city!"

Thinking back to Hauge's command, Abha realized the meaning of the word despair.

Da Da Da ......

A footstep sounded, the pace was hurried, the voice was light, and the falling sound was rhythmic. This means that the person who comes walks quickly, the steps are very light, and he is a practitioner.

Abha quickly recognized the visitor.

This is his subordinate. The general of the Korean army stationed in Shengjing. His name is Li Junen, with a big cake face, slender eyes, and a red face. Thin and small, he stood still in front of Abha, his eyes blazing. Eyes shine.

Seeing such an expression, Abuha rose in anticipation: "There is good news, is my bad luck coming to an end?" ”

Li Junen knelt on the ground and said loudly: "Lord Abha! Great event. Great joy! The meticulous work that I tortured some time ago has been recruited today! I captured a litter of thirteen people at Sanliqiao! Now they are all imprisoned, and there is one person recruited on the spot! Lord Abha. This means that the detailed network of the Ming people in the entire Shengjing City has a chance to be wiped out by my Lord Abha! ”

"My lord, what a great achievement!" Li Junen's face turned even redder with excitement, and he twisted his body, as if he was being turned around: "In this way, His Royal Highness Prince Su can have no worries about the future......

Abha's mouth widened, and his eyes suddenly zoomed in.

Just when Li Junen looked at Abuha with his eyes blank and said that he was scarred, he suddenly saw Abuha pulling his legs and was afraid, until he rushed into the main courtyard of the government office, and the voice slowly came: "Come here with the Ming army prisoners who came today!" I'm going to torture myself! ”

……

An hour later, Fu Lichen's face turned pale and his lips were dry and he reopened his eyes, and he saw Abuha laughing.

"Hahaha, I can't think of it, I can't think of it. It's just a mere businessman, who can actually pry into my Qing army! A piece of news has mistaken the lives of thousands of soldiers in the Qing Dynasty, Fu Lizhen, do you want to experience the taste of Ling Chi's execution and a thousand cuts? Abha laughed heartily.

"Kind, give me a good time!" Fu Lichen tried to break free from the chain.

"No, no, no...... I, Abha, have never been soft-hearted! Especially when dealing with people who don't know what to do! Punish me! As soon as Abha beckoned, several jailers stepped forward.

"Ahhh......h

The screams sounded, and on the other side, a person suddenly shouted: "I move, I move!" ”

Li Junen was pleasantly surprised: "Lord Abha! Good news, this person turned out to be the number two person of Jinyi Wei Qianhu, Jinyi Wei Baihu Mei Lu Tang! ”

"Mei Lu Tang, you traitor villain!" Fu Li roared repeatedly.

Seeing this, Abha was immediately overjoyed: "Recruit or not!" ”

"No recruitment!" Fu Lichen shouted.

"Punishment!" Abukha Dao.

"Ahhh......h

"Another one, they're recruiting again!"

"Traitor...... The villain ......" This time, Fu Lichen's voice suddenly gradually became lower, his eyes were blank, and his heart was like ashes.

Seeing this, Abuha suddenly had an idea and said, "It's better that if you recruit now, I can save you from death." But what if you only have to recruit all the remaining spies in the city? Even...... I can also give you a chance to make meritorious service and report it to His Royal Highness Prince Su Haoge, and it will not be difficult for you to be carried into the Eight Banners! ”

No matter how stupid Abuha is, he understands how many confidential affairs a high-ranking official of the Jinyi Guard at the level of a thousand households has in his hands, how can he not be tempted at this moment?

"I'll recruit ...... They're right there...... South...... In a courtyard in Nanguan, I just can't remember the name, so I have to lead the team myself to ......."

"Good!" Abha laughed: "Lee Jun-eun, all the North Korean troops are dispatched!" ”

……

In the sweet water alley of Nancheng, Ma Wu knelt silently in the main hall, and beside him, everyone from Anping Mountain looked at Ma Wu with a nervous expression.

"It's almost there, isn't it?"

"Isn't the time coming?"

"Will they really cooperate with us?"

Ma Wu turned his head and looked at a few people, without hesitation: "Yes!" His Highness said that he would come, and he would definitely come! ”

……

Abuha was very excited, as if he had a premonition of being praised by Haoge after the Ming army in Shengjing City was wiped out.

He finally got rid of the incompetent impression of only seventeen unjustly killed Han people, and really caught the fine work of the Ming Kingdom. He patted Li Junen on the shoulder hard, and finally reacted to praise the military spirit of his subordinates: "You, good job!" At the end of this battle, I will ask Prince Su for credit for you and raise the flag! Three flags! ”

After hearing this, Li Junen immediately bowed his head: "Lord Abha, Longen, the villain is unforgettable!" ”

"Hahaha, stop talking nonsense, it's important to get down to business. Is this it? Abha looked at a deep path: "Sweetwater Alley? ”

At this time, a slender man with a fair face next to Li Junen bumped Li Junen's shoulder.

"Lord Abha, why don't you transfer the defenders of the city with you? I heard that there are bandits from Anping Mountain here, and there are two hundred Jurchens in them......" Li Junen shuddered.

Abuha agreed with Li Junen's trembling. At present, the Qing Dynasty is not the Qing Dynasty in the founding years, there are no longer so many warriors of their own clan who are not afraid of death, and the most elite troops have to go to the white mountains and black waters to capture those raw girls who fish and hunt in the mountains and wilderness, and really use them to be death squads who are not afraid of death.

In such a situation, if there are really 200 Jurchens as Li Junen said, Abha will not be able to bear it no matter how brave he is. As for Lee Jun-eun's three or four thousand Korean soldiers? There are only two thousand real soldiers in it, and those who have combat effectiveness have to fight a tenth, and they are not as powerful as the people he brought with him.

Thinking of this, Abuha decided to hurry up with the power: "Come on, go and ask the guard general of the southern city, Lord Jialazhang Jingedek to bring troops to help!" ”

Edek is a man with a thick chin and a blessed face. At this moment, he listened to Abha's order, but he was a little hesitant.

He is not a powerful person, and he led more than 800 soldiers to defend the city, but he went far compared to other Jialazhangjing. But again, he was a little afraid.

At this moment, this blessed person would not know that he had reached a crossroads of fate, about to decide the fate of a vast empire. (To be continued.) )

PS: I don't want to work overtime lately......