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However, Abatai is very clear that his method is not easy to implement at this time.

This is mainly because the war has just begun, and it seems that the scene is grand, but in essence, the two sides have not yet made strong contact, and the Changsheng Battalion has not been seriously threatened and injured at this time, if he rushes forward at this time, even if there is an effect, I am afraid it will be difficult to meet his expectations.

They are all the species of old slaves.

It's all thighs supporting the head and body.

Abatai, who is in the prime of life, how can he be willing to be ordinary? Be an obscure bezel who is afraid that both Dorgon and Dorgon will laugh at him?

Abatai exhaled softly, steadying his emotions.

He has endured it for so many years, and he knows very well that the more he desires it, the more he must keep calm.

Only when no one else can do it can he show his extraordinary.

For example, Li Yuanqing in front of him.

Secretly floating with the expression of the old slave on the side, Abatai also imagined in his heart, as long as he could slash Li Yuanqing in this battle. What else does this old thing have to say in front of him, not to give him Baylor?

And as long as his strength is a little more, and he gets even a little bit of support, then ......

Abatai forced himself not to look at the weaving gold behind the old slave, and completely focused his eyes on the battlefield in front of him.

At this time, the second echelon not far behind Abatai, there were also a few pairs of eyes, staring straight at the battle ahead, and they didn't dare to relax for a moment.

On the left, there is a middle-aged man with a slightly thin and erratic figure, a somewhat long face, and a long beard on his chin, who is none other than Abatai's son-in-law, Li Yongfang, the Fushun concubine.

Li Yongfang was the first Ming general to officially defect to Houjin, opening a precedent for Ming generals to defect to Houjin.

To a certain extent, the old slave was indeed not thin on him, and promised him the daughter of the Houjin royal family.

Even, his age is enough to be the father of his Tartar wife.

He was not much younger than Abatai.

However, it is 'like a person drinking water, knowing the warmth and coldness', Li Yongfang seems to be beautiful on the surface, but who can understand the actual pain?

Originally, Li Yongfang didn't want to think about these things, he had already made a big mistake, and he had a bit of a sense of getting by.

But at this time, the main forces of Jin in front of him and behind him were exhausted, but there was no way to take Li Yuanqing for a long time, which made Li Yongfang have a very bad premonition in his heart.

Perhaps, Houjin, including the old slave himself, is not as powerful as he imagined.

And if Houjin fails, he thinks with his ass, and he can also know his consequences.

Li Yongfang couldn't help but think of the days when he was in Fushun, although he was just a guerrilla at that time, but he had the final say in Fushun's affairs.

Willing to sleep until dark and sleep until dark, willing to sleep until dawn, what woman do you want, that's not what you want?

Even if he wants the daughter of the old slave, the old slave can only endure the pain and send it over.

What does all this depend on? Doesn't it all rely on the power of the Ming Dynasty?

At this time, although history has proved that he decisively took refuge in Houjin, it can definitely be said that it was a correct choice.

It's just that Li Yuanqing suddenly rose in southern Liaoning, which was like dropping a big stone in a calm pond, tumbling and splashing, startling pieces of ripples, and stirring the ripples in Li Yongfang's heart.

"Li Yuanqing, you, who are you? Do you really want to go against the odds? Young people, don't see the situation clearly, not to mention wasting a good future, and taking a small life in vain! ”

Li Yongfang muttered silently in his heart.

At this moment, he suddenly wanted to meet Li Yuanqing's family, talk to this young man who was full of sharpness and fierceness, and teach him the principles of life......

Not far from Li Yongfang's side, there was another person, who was also staring directly at the battle ahead, without blinking his eyes.

He was handsome, and he was in those days, although he was dressed in military uniform and wore money rat braids, he felt quite a jade tree in the wind and out of place with everyone around him.

This person is the old slave's beloved son-in-law, Liu Xingzuo, a guerrilla in Jinzhou before the Ming Dynasty, and the later Jin people called him Liu Aita.

Because of the accident at the beginning of the third year of the Apocalypse, Liu Xingzuo's brother Liu Xingren was killed on the spot, and Li Yongfang was almost implicated.

However, because of the favor of the old slave, Liu Xingzuo has no worries about his life, but in terms of politics and future, he is almost thrown into the cold palace.

Fortunately, it was the Houjin Liaodong Raider this time, which had the meaning of attacking the DPRK ~ Xian, the old slave came in person, and the main force of Houjin was exhausted, so he got the opportunity to go on this expedition.

But in fact, because of what happened last time, Liu Xingzuo has basically given up on Houjin, and he can't wait to return to the arms of Daming.

And last year, Yuan Keli also gave him a personal guarantee in the letter, guaranteeing his treatment after defecting to the Ming Dynasty.

It's just that for various reasons, everything is like a mirror------ but in the end it's just a void.

But at this time, he actually met the legendary Li Yuanqing here, and Liu Xingzuo's mind came alive again.

Liu Xingzuo is not the first time he has heard of Li Yuanqing's name, in fact, as early as when Mao Wenlong attacked Zhenjiang, Chen Jisheng personally lobbied him, and he knew that there was such a person as Li Yuanqing.

At that time, Chen Jisheng meant that after he left, Li Yuanqing would maintain the contact between him and Mao Wenlong.

It's a pity that Li Yuanqing didn't make the trip, and he also missed the latest opportunity to meet Li Yuanqing.

Later, Li Yuanqing rose suddenly, and his power continued, constantly holding the head of the main force of Houjin, brushing his exploits, and at this time, he was already a general of the auxiliary state and the chief military officer of Changsheng Island.

And because of the incident of Nansiwei, Liu Xingzuo was also 'detained' in Shenyang City, and there was no chance to contact Li Yuanqing again.

But at this time, under the eyes of the old slave in Zhenjiang City, Li Yuanqing dared to set up a position here, and wanted to fight the main force of Houjin.

Liu Xingzuo also had to admire the courage of this young man, this is really ......

Liu Xingzuo was indescribable for a while, but he admired Li Yuanqing.

What Li Yuanqing did, what Li Yuanqing was doing at this time, was exactly what he had thought about countless times in his dreams, but never dared to really implement.

What shocked Liu Xingzuo even more was that Li Yuanqing was methodical and seemed to be on the verge of success.

"Brother Li, I hope you can create this surprise for me."

A faint smile suddenly appeared at the corner of Liu Xingzuo's mouth, he had already made up his mind, in the future, the goal would be clearer, why bother to seek the near and far and entangle with Yuan Keli?

Although Yuan Keli is a 'big family and a big business', in Liaodi, who can compare to him Li Yuanqing?

Only a strong figure like Li Yuanqing can ensure his safety to the greatest extent.

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At this time, near the earthen wall, with Dai Shan and Amin coming forward to supervise the battle, the Houjin army did not dare to have any reservations, and continued to advance against the firepower of the Ming army.

The entire battlefield has completely entered the white heat.

Behind the earthen wall, there were already four or five hundred Tartar corpses, all of which were in flags, and there were also many minions of old slaves with yellow flags and yellow flags.

On the side of the Ming army, the casualties were also not small, and in the open space ahead, there were at least more than 100 corpses of the Ming army wearing mandarin duck battle jackets, plus those that were snatched back by the Ming army auxiliaries, at least three or four hundred.

The ratio of casualties on both sides reached almost one to one.

Although the Changsheng Camp has a slight advantage, it will not take much advantage.

'Bang bang bang'!

It was another round of crisp bird chirping, and more than a dozen Tartars who had just jumped off the earthen wall were nailed to death on the spot, and the Tartars behind were frightened, and they didn't dare to step forward for a while, and they threw all kinds of miscellaneous weapons at the Ming army behind the earthen wall, with the help of the corpses of their companions.

The situation on the battlefield has eased slightly.

By Li Yuanqing's side, Joseph couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief, his big furry hand kept scratching the cross on his chest, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva with some difficulty: "God! This is the seventh wave of the offensive. General, our sons and daughters, have successfully resisted the opponent's attack seven times. ”

Li Yuanqing didn't have much expression on his face, and glanced at the sun in the sky.

By this time, the sun had already set a little way down, about four o'clock.

This also means that the war has been going on for more than an hour.

According to the situation at this time, the Ming army still maintained a strong tenacity, if the Houjin army did not have a big killing weapon, or a good way, it would be difficult to break through the Ming army's defense line.

However, Li Yuanqing knew very well that dark was a watershed.

If they can survive until dark, the battle will be suspended, and the sons and daughters who have been tired for a day will also be able to get some precious rest.

Li Yuanqing couldn't help but turn his head and glanced behind him.

Not far behind him, Niu Gensheng was taking two or three hundred people to move wooden boxes one by one not far behind Li Yuanqing.

Next to them, there were more than a hundred stout men without armor, who were moving their arms, and some even directly picked up their arms and drew circles to maximize the toughness of their arms.

They all have a common characteristic, that is, the upper body is very thick, especially the arms, which are obviously much thicker than ordinary people.

This is the pitcher unit that Li Yuanqing formed single-handedly after returning from the North.

And those boxes are full of 'hand ~ grenade ~ bomb'.

This is also Li Yuanqing's greatest confidence to dare to put down a position and face the Houjin army in this kind of plain area where there is almost no danger to defend.

Unlike the flowering shells of artillery, the principle of hand ~ grenade ~ shells is very simple, but it is convenient and practical, and the lethality is huge, especially at such a terrain at this time, such a close distance, once they participate in the battle, the Ming army will occupy an overwhelming advantage in the shortest possible time, and further completely control the situation.

It's just that today is the first day of the war, and Li Yuanqing is not willing to expose his secret weapon that has been formed early.

The reason why Li Yuanqing uses hand-to-hand combat with greater casualties today is that, on the one hand, he does have the need to train troops, and on the other hand, he is also showing weakness to the Houjin army, so that the Houjin army can concentrate its forces and entangle with him.

This time, as long as it lasts one more day, it will be able to buy a day for Mao Wenlong and the main force of the Dongjiang on the eastern front.

But at this time, the ferocity and ferocity of the Houjin army were already somewhat out of Li Yuanqing's control, and he had to make adequate preparations in advance.

As the saying goes, 'get long and look at Shu'.

It's about human greed.

Li Yuanqing once heard such a joke in later generations, 'There is a family who bought a lottery ticket, just bought it, and has not yet won the lottery, but has already begun to quarrel about how to spend money after winning the lottery, and in the end, the couple even quarreled to the extent of divorce. ’

This has to be said to be a funny, pitiful, and distressing tragedy.

Li Yuanqing knew very well that the headquarters under the command of the Changsheng Camp was the cornerstone of everything he had.

Buying time for Mao Wenlong can only be within the scope of his ability.

Otherwise, if he encounters an unexculpable or even annihilated predicament, Li Yuanqing will definitely not hesitate to throw Mao Wenlong and the Dongjiang headquarters far away!

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