Chapter 566: The Arrival of Victory

Bitter.

An uphill battle.

In the huge battlefield, there are already dead and wounded, and corpses are everywhere.

Those who can still wield knives support each other and gather together to continue the hard fight.

Both sides hope for a miracle, but there are no miracles, only death, and a battle that tortures the human will; There was no miracle, but the battle had to go on, and both sides had almost no way out.

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Yuan Chonghuan's glorious image has become the pillar of the Ming officers and soldiers to fight, whenever the Ming officials and soldiers see the Futai Lord who is covered in arrows, the tired body is injected with strength again, and the lead-like arms seem to be able to wave more.

Ordinary soldiers, their requirements are actually very low, not to mention how much money to get, not to say what to do if they are injured, and not to say what to do with their family members when they die, as long as the officials fight side by side with them when they are fighting, then they have nothing to say, and the officials are fighting, and they can fight.

As time passed, on the battlefield, it became more and more favorable to the Ming Dynasty.

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Zilharang's face was full of sweat, with some panic and incredulity in his eyes, the combat power of the Ming Dynasty exceeded his expectations, Yuan Manzi's team was much tougher than he imagined, and things were not what he imagined that Yuan Manzi could easily defeat, on the contrary, by now, Dajin's decadent image has gradually come out, and the hand that makes the knife, the knife that swings up, has no strength.

The Yuan barbarian in the eyes of Zierharang, at this time, was also on the battlefield, like a hero, with a large group of people rushing left and right, with the posture of tearing this stalemate battlefield, his arrows have become his best show-off capital, everywhere he goes, he can always set off a bō Lan.

Zilharang looked at the corpses in one place, his heart ached faintly, this battle, he Dajin lost, at least he lost in his Dajin sparse population, and the Ming Dynasty fought so badly, even if he won, he will lose.

Do you want to let the last force in the camp play? Perhaps the defeat could be reversed, Zilharan hesitated.

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It's not the same as the stalemate and stalemate of the frontal battlefield.

Between Jinzhou and Songshan Fort, the battle on this small battlefield was one-sided.

The four thousand foot soldiers could not stop the cavalry from charging, and the formation immediately collapsed. This "disc", which was still gathering, immediately spread out to the surroundings and turned into a rout, but fortunately, most of them were running in the direction of Songshan Fort, because the official said that it was only seven or eight miles away from Songshan Fort, and there were still more than twenty miles to Jinzhou.

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"Master, the Ming Dynasty has sent reinforcements from Jinzhou and is now coming to Songshan Fort......" one of the servants rushed to Zilharang's side and reported.

"How many? Cavalry or footmen? Zilharang asked coldly, he didn't receive news that the court had sent reinforcements, according to the cavalry in Yuan Manzi's hands, at this moment, they should all be on the field, could it be that he was deceived?

"Back to the master, it is estimated that there are about four thousand, they are foot soldiers, and they are rushing towards Songshan Fort, and Sakhalian Belle has already sent someone to intercept it." The minion said immediately.

"......" Zierharang's face was red for a while, white for a while, it was really careless, and it was too confident, Yuan Manzi did not have other reinforcements, but, I didn't expect that Yuan Manzi would be so bold and dare to send foot soldiers out of the city, Zier Harang remembered, not how bold Yuan Manzi was, but, now that his hands and feet are tied here, he has no strength to pay the foot soldiers in the city, if Sakhalian sent the last men and horses to deal with the Ming Dynasty's foot soldiers, then what about here? What to do? For the first time, Zilharang sensed that something was wrong.

Why did Yuan Chonghuan send foot soldiers to come to the rescue? Even if the foot soldiers run to Songshan Fort, they will definitely win? Zilharang suddenly remembered something, his face became even whiter, and his eyes were filled with panic and despair.

"Tell Sakhalian to let him guard the camp well, and don't let the Ming Dynasty foot soldiers get close to Songshan Fort......" Jierharang said with a pale face, he may have been really careless, too conceited, and ignored many things that he didn't need to worry about, but now Yuan Manzi is fighting to the death with himself, and there are many things that don't need to be cared about or paid attention to, but now, it has become Dajin's life talisman.

"Wow!" The minions of the herald were a little surprised by this order, the camp is so big, how can this be kept? Is it possible that two or three thousand men were to hold the camp besieging Songshan Fort? However, this was not something he thought about, so he answered and immediately hit his horse and left.

Zilharang looked at the battlefield in front of him with a pale face, on this battlefield, Daikin has become more and more declining, and it seems impossible for reinforcements to come, and there is ...... danger of burning the battalion, this battle, perhaps, it is time to call Dolgon and them ......,

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Between Jinzhou and Songshan Fort, most of the 4,000 men and horses who were scattered ran towards Songshan Fort, which was only "seven or eight miles", rather than Jinzhou, which had "more than twenty miles", according to the words of the generals headed by this one.

If you judge by the victory or defeat of the battle, the five or six hundred Tartars who rushed into battle were the four thousand Ming Dynasty foot soldiers, and at this moment, they were chasing and slashing behind, which is the best proof.

However, sometimes it is not the case that whoever wins the battle will have the last laugh. Although five or six hundred Tartars can indulge in chasing the people in front of them and killing the Ming Dynasty's foot soldiers to their heart's content, defeat, but they are approaching them, because Songshan Fort is in front of them.

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Matsuyama Fort.

Zu Dashou is anxiously waiting for the people from Jinzhou, if the people from Jinzhou come, he can go to attack the Tartar camp, if the people from Jinzhou fail to arrive, then he can only go alone, how to go, how to burn, these, you have to think about it, life and death, but in this fight.

"Report! ......" a herald rushed over and shouted.

"What's the matter? But someone from Jinzhou? Zu Dashou, who was watching the battlefield from the south, immediately asked.

"Lord Hui, it's coming, but it seems that the back is being chased by the Tartars, and it seems that they are running in a swarm......" the herald said with some embarrassment.

"What?" Zu Dashou asked in disbelief, were the reinforcements rushed to Songshan Fort by the Tartars?

“…… How many tartars are there? Zu Dashou asked again.

"Go back to your lordship, look at the scene, there shouldn't be much, otherwise, there won't be so many people running over......" The herald couldn't get accurate information, so he could only say a rough idea.

"Let's go!" Zu Dashou immediately ran to the northwest, he wanted to see for himself what was going on, how could reinforcements be this virtue? Chased by the Tartars to Matsuyama Fort? Reinforcements still have to be rescued by him? Zu Dashou's heart is to pull out the cold, I just hope that there will be no accidents.

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Looking at the reinforcements running from afar, Zu Dashou didn't know what kind of expression to use to express his feelings.

"My lord, what should I do?" One of the generals shouted.

"My lord, do you want us to go out and pick it up?" Another general asked. They had already received Yuan Chonghuan's order, and they had prepared a group of men and horses to attack the Tartar camp, ready to go out of the city at any time, waiting for the men and horses from Jinzhou, but now the people and horses of Jinzhou have arrived, but they have been driven over, and the reinforcements are not reinforcements, but have become a burden.

Zu Dashou is also a veteran of the war, Yuan Chonghuan gave him the general order, has made the situation very clear, the reason why he let the foot soldiers go out of the city to attack the Tartar camp, that is, because the Songshan Fort is surrounded by trenches, full of tunnels, is a natural environment suitable for foot combat, the cavalry can only dismount to fight here, the cavalry who dismount is nothing, it is not as good as the foot soldiers.

"Order, immediately go out of the city to answer......" Zu Dashou did not hesitate too much, and gave an order, in the flat land, a thousand cavalry can rush to move the army formation of five or six thousand foot soldiers, but when it comes to this Songshan Fort, his Zu Dashou is confident that he can at least deal with two thousand cavalry who have dismounted, and there are still two thousand cavalry in the Tartars? Obviously not, since there is none, what are you afraid of him?

"My lord, isn't it too dangerous? In case ......" Arimato felt that it was too risky.

"No, this is a God-given opportunity, if I miss this opportunity, I may not be able to wait for the meeting, this time, I want to let the Tartars know the power of my Jinning masters......" Zu Dashou looked at a large group of reinforcements who were getting closer and closer, and said with a bright face.

Soon, ropes hung down on Songshan Fort, many people slipped down the ropes, and when they went out of the city, the gate of Songshan Fort had already been blocked, and they could only hang down with ropes if they wanted to go out of the city.

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"Whoop......"

"Whoop......"

"Brothers...... Run, people from Matsuyama Fort...... It's time to pick us up! ……”

"Rush! …… There's one of us up ahead......"

"Guys...... Run! Rush through that ditch and live......"

A group of routs rushed to the huge trench around Songshan Fort, at the end of the trench, it was obvious that there were already Ming Dynasty officials and soldiers waiting solemnly, in the eyes of this group of routs, as long as they rushed through the trench, they would naturally be safe, so they ran even harder.

Behind this group of routs, there is a group of Tartar cavalry who kill people to the point of exhaustion, if according to normal times, they break through the infantry army of 4,000 people with five or six hundred horsemen, this is undoubtedly a very remarkable thing, and they can even boast for a while, they will be regarded as heroes, but today, they can't laugh, and they are even more desperate, killing people to the point of despair. In front of Songshan Fort is Songshan Fort, what is the huge trench around Songshan Fort, they naturally know that there are many kinds of pits in it, this group of Ming Dynasty foot soldiers rushed into the trench, they can only look at the ditch and sigh, and the consequences of so many foot soldiers entering Songshan Fort are now very obvious. ,

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"Ready, fire!" Order.

"Papa......" A dense burst of musket fire entered the Tartar line that rushed to the vicinity of the trench.

“…… ...... fire" was another order.

There was another burst of dense musket firing, and the Tartar cavalry team that was rushing after it immediately fell in response, and in front of such a dense musket camp, the cavalry across the horse pit was obviously helpless against these musketeers, and immediately retreated far away.

The most desperate thing for the Tartar cavalry really happened, the pit that was dug out in order to prevent the Ming Dynasty from rescuing it, but now, it has become a sharp weapon for the Ming Dynasty to defend itself.

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"Whoop......"

“…… Whoop......"

“…… Whoop, whoop, whoop ......"

Zu Dashou only felt that he had walked into a "snort" sound, and this snorting sound almost ripped out his lungs.

"Xiaguan has seen Lord Zu, thank you Lord Zu for saving your life,...... sacrificed his life to help, and finally did not miss the military order of Futai...... "A fat, high-spirited, even-panting general immediately rushed to Zu Dashou to take over his task.

"Lord Song has worked hard, the Lord sacrificed his life to rush to Songshan Fort, this time he fought with the Tartars, and the Lord made great contributions...... Zu Dashou said.

"Lord Zu is too humble, and the lower officials don't dare to call themselves the heroes of Jinning, but they pity my brothers, they died miserably! ......" said the somewhat fat general, and also shed some tears, although this "victory escape" was "victorious", but it was really a miserable win, being chased by people for more than ten miles, and nearly half of the people were scattered, if it weren't for the fact that this Songshan Fort was the only safe place nearby, it would be difficult to say how many people would be left.

"Lord Song is loyal and brave, we are all looking at it, and this official will definitely show his ...... to Futai" Zu Dashou said, in the face of these reinforcements who have been shouting, Zu Dashou just wants to hurry up and attack the Tartar camp.

“…… The lower official has arrived at Songshan Fort, according to the military order of Futai answer, at this moment, when it is dispatched by Lord Zu and gives orders, please give orders......" This somewhat fat reinforcement general finally noticed the impatience in Zu Dashou's eyes, and quickly said, although it is important to fight for credit and prove hard work, don't delay things.

"Good! Then the official is welcome, how many people are there now? Zu Dashou was already impatient to wait, and immediately said okay, if it weren't for watching these people run half to death and being chased half to death, he would have taken over directly.

"Lord Hui, I was scattered by the Tatar cavalry on the way, and now I have run here, and I am estimated to have two thousand people, ashamed, ashamed......" The somewhat fat general looked around a little, and came up with how many men and horses he had.

"Good! At this moment, it is not advisable to stay for a long time, the official in the south of the city has ordered people to unload the cannons of the Franc machine, wait for me to wait, and bombard the Tartar camp with cannons, presumably the Tartars will be very good-looking, the sins suffered by the adults here, the brothers who are dead and injured here, when they get there, they will be returned......" Zu Dashou said kindly.

"The subordinate officer receives the order!" This somewhat fat general also said unequivocally, now that he has arrived at Songshan Fort, it is already a victory, so all that remains is to get a bigger victory and get greater credit.

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"Whoosh......"

Yuan Chonghuan has already practiced listening and arguing, and when he only heard the sound of arrows, he immediately bowed his back, buried his head, and protected his face, this set of actions, Yuan Chonghuan has practiced to the extreme.

"......" Yuan Chonghuan bared his teeth again, and an arrow was shot at his body.

No one in the surrounding shì guards reminded Yuan Chonghuan that he had been hit by another arrow, because there were too many arrows on Futai's body, and he could already open a shop selling arrows.

"This is the arrow shot by that little cub, so vicious, it hurts......" Yuan Chonghuan scolded happily, he had been on the battlefield for so long and received so many arrows, Yuan Chonghuan was more and more excited and energetic.

"Guys!!" Yuan Chonghuan raised his sword excitedly and shouted, another arrow pierced his body, it was necessary to shout in celebration, and only a master could resist so many arrows.

"Guys!! ......" The shì guards around immediately raised their knives in response, chanting the word "master", as soon as these two words were shouted, it also meant that their own master Futai was hit by another arrow, and then it was still intact.

This loud call sign boosted the morale of the Ming Dynasty officers and soldiers on the battlefield again, and they all turned their heads to look at the source of the sound. He also chanted "Gentlemen!!" ......", so that this battlefield, which has been exhausted to the extreme, erupted into an overwhelming sound. ,

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Zilharang looked at the increasingly unfavorable situation on the battlefield, and was afraid, this Yuan Manzi and his subordinates were really crazy.

The sweat on his face couldn't stop flowing down, Zilharang looked back at the direction of the camp again, a sense of fear enveloped his whole body, the Ming Dynasty still had foot soldiers to come to the rescue, that is to say, what he had forgotten, the thing he ignored, seemed to be getting closer and closer, and now that this battlefield has been fought like this, he can't let go of his hands.

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In other words, lifting a stone to shoot yourself in the foot is the current situation.

The siege of Songshan Fort fortifications was too large, and Houjin did not have enough troops to guard these fortifications everywhere.

Fireworks have risen from these fortifications, and the unguarded tents and fortifications have not been able to stop the Ming Dynasty officials and soldiers from setting fire to them.

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The "fire ......" cannon had already been pushed from Songshan Fort to the front of the Tartar battalion, and as soon as the fire was fired, the cannon was ignited, and the shells roared and rushed towards the Tartar battalion.

Behind are the stern foot soldiers, across the trench and tunnel, it is undoubtedly delusional to want to impact these foot soldiers.

Houjin, who defended the camp, had no choice but to let the artillery bombard the camp, and the strength in his hand was very limited, and he could only watch the Ming Dynasty officials and soldiers set fire to the four sides, and it was obviously unrealistic to compare with the Ming Dynasty to attack and defend with the foot soldiers.

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"Look, sir!" Yuan Chonghuan was wholeheartedly devoting himself to the cause of boosting morale, and was reminded by a shì guard, so he hurriedly looked in the direction that the shì guard was pointing.

"Good!" Seeing puffs of black smoke rising, Yuan Chonghuan knew that he had won.

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"Reinforcements have arrived!"

"Reinforcements have arrived!!"

"Reinforcements have arrived......"

“…… The camp of the Tartars is on fire......"

On the battlefield, these rising black smoke were like a powerful stimulant, which made the exhausted Ming officers and soldiers immediately come to their senses.

"Boom ......" was another few cannon shots.

“…… The battalion of the Tartars fought......"

“…… The Tartar battalion fought......" On the battlefield, the faces of the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were full of joy.

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"Master, the camp is fighting, what should I do?" A post-gold slave asked Zilharang in horror.

Jierharang also looked at the direction of the camp in horror, the black smoke that rose was the direction of the camp, the sound of the cannon just now, not the cannon fired on Songshan Fort, but the cannon near the camp, Dajin has no cannon, that is to say, this is the Ming Dynasty is attacking the camp, Jierharang's face sè, instantly turned black. Not only did Zilharang change sè, but the people around Jierharang also changed sè, and the reinforcements of the Ming Dynasty arrived, and in an instant, the entire battlefield was shaken.

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"Guys!!" Yuan Chonghuan heard the rumbling cannon, immediately raised the sword in his hand, and shouted wildly, master, after fighting for so long, victory is finally coming.

"Guys!! ......" The whole battlefield is shouting, victory is at hand. RO@。