After arriving at Baiying Gorge, the advantages of this incentive system were undoubtedly revealed. When we arrived at Baiying Gorge on the fifth day of September, we started building a city that night.

The cavalry of the Fourth Guard naturally could not do such rough and tiring work, but they were not idle either. Under Yang Husheng's dispatch, the five thousand cavalrymen were scattered in units of hundreds of households, penetrated in all directions in southeast, west and north, observing the enemy's situation, observing the terrain, and hunting food.

With such division of labor, in just three days, a complete map within a radius of 150 miles appeared in front of Yang Husheng and other senior Wuyi Army leaders. They all know where to use it, where the terrain is dangerous, and where the ambush is suitable.

There were prey hunted by the Fourth Guard cavalry, and the valley entrance was leaning against the Yiman River, and the fish was even more abundant. The Jurchens who were proficient in fishing used vines to make large nets that day, blocking many layers of nets in the middle of the river. Every day, baskets of fresh fish were salvaged from the river. Through these two channels, food resources were also sufficient.

The main force in building the city is the 90,000 Jurchen slave soldiers of the tenth guard.

After being inspired, they worked very hard and worked very hard in order to get to Shangguan's eyes and were also awarded a title - the title is second-class, and they did not regard this as much honor, but the various benefits that followed the title at that time made everyone covet it.

With their hard work, this pass will be in its prototype on September 25th.

The east is backed by the Thousand-Four Cliff of Baiying Peak, and to the south is the exit of Baiying Gorge and a stretch of cliffs. Therefore, there are no city walls built on both sides. On the north and west, two walls that were already very wide and heavy in the Jurchens' eyes have firmly blocked the road to the south of the Jianzhou Jurchen army.

If you want to go south, you must fight a battle!

After witnessing the completion of Zhenyuan Prefecture City, the officers of the Wuyi Army were generally quite aware of it. Yang Husheng and Xia Zikai decided not to build houses, but to concentrate all their manpower, build the city walls and surround them in this circle. In the city, countless tents were built, and inside the tents were half nests and half on the ground.

The ground nest is actually a building form formed by pulling a piece of it down from a thick soil, which is like placing a cave downwards. The cave is warm in winter and cool in summer, and the same is true for this ground nest. Besides, it is not very cold now. It is temperature above zero and ten degrees, and the ground nest is plus a tent, and you can sweat at night!

On September 15th, the southern expedition army led by Nalan Jiancheng, who set out from the Jurchen Khanate at the foot of Tuluting Mountain, was the Baiying Gorge that arrived on September 25th.

This heroic city at the mouth of the White Eagle Canyon was dumbfounded and unbelievable.

They simply couldn't imagine how a city would appear here?

Nalan Jiancheng was ordered by the Jurchen Khan Monk Wanyan Chen, and brought a thousand iron pagodas and 20,000 armored infantrymen, and then recruited infantry warriors from various tribes along the way. The task he was to defend Baiying Gorge to block the Wuyi Army's way northward. However, he did not expect that when he arrived here, Baiying Gorge had been occupied.

Nalan Jiancheng had no choice but to order the army to station on site and build a camp two miles west of your Manhe River. First settle the army and then make a decision.

Above the west wall and downstairs, Yang Husheng and Xia Zikai were standing there, looking towards the Jurchen camp in the distance.

Today, the clouds are light and the visibility is very high. From here, you can roughly see the appearance of the Jurchen army camp. Moreover, Lian Zining equipped them with two thousand-mile tubes, and through the thousand-mile tubes, everything about the Jianzhou Jurchen camp can be seen.

Yang Husheng held the Qianli Tube and looked for a long time before he let go, and asked Xia Zikai: "Wanchun, what do you think?"

Xia Zikai also put down the thousand-mile tube. After such a long military life, the infiltration of iron and blood have greatly changed his temperament. He is fierce and fierce, like a sharp sword unsheathed. His eyes are so bright that ordinary people dare not look at him. He has also accumulated his beard and looks much more calm and skillful. His whole person is already very scent of a superior.

He exclaimed: "The tricks are strict and orderly, and Nalan Jiancheng still has a few brushes under his command."

Yang Husheng nodded: "Yes, this Nalan Jiancheng is not very old, but only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, but he is known as the two men of the young Jurchens in the army, not inferior to the three masters of the Haixi Jurchens. It seems that under the reputation, it is indeed a difficult thing to deal with. It is also a loss to Shulhaqi. If it weren't for him, it would be difficult to know so clearly. If it weren't for him, it would be difficult to fight."

Xia Zikai also smiled slightly. From then on, the Northern Army was led by Yang Husheng, and Yang Husheng had much more qualifications than him. Xia Zikai naturally did not dare to offend him, so he also respected him quite verbally. He asked with a smile: "Why did sir, Wanyan Yeping?"

They were here, and the carrier pigeons were transferred there. Even the Russian messengers arrived here, so the news was particularly well-informed. It happened that the Russians who delivered the letters spoke Chinese smoothly, and one of them could not hide the trouble in their hearts. So within a few days, the Wuyi Army and the Northern Army knew who Wanyan Yeping was.

Speaking of this, Yang Husheng shook his head slightly, and secretly felt glad in his heart that Wanyan Yeping's difficult opponent was not allowed to meet us, otherwise there would be another fierce battle.

Xia Zi smiled again and said disdainfully: "The three heroes of Haixi, one was killed by Lord Nurhaci, the other was now locked in the prison of Zhenyuan Mansion, and the other was beaten by us and fled in panic. In my opinion, this Jurchen man would brag about himself. Nalan Jiancheng might have three-point ability, but he was also hyped by them! If he really fights, he is afraid it will not be enough."

Yang Husheng felt a little unhappy and shook his head and said, "Wanchun. You underestimate the enemy. Our mission is arduous this time, so we must not do this."

Xia Zikai didn't dare to talk to him, and laughed, but he didn't agree with it.

At this moment, more than a hundred strong Jurchen slave soldiers came back from outside the city. They all wore their upper bodies, revealing their strong and strong bodies. They were like pieces of dark muscle twisted by old tree roots. They each carried a large basket in their hands, which was made of branches. Generally, they were in large baskets for placing vegetables and radishes at home. At this moment, they were slowly riding with fresh fish.

These fresh fish were just caught, and most of them were still jumping around. They squeezed each other layer by layer in the basket, but the top was not bound. From time to time, the fish thrust, jumped high in the basket, splashing countless water droplets, and when they were shining by the bright afternoon sun, they reflected charming rainbows in the air.

But after all, I couldn't get rid of the cage, so I had to fall down. I struggled for a few futile times, and then the fish scales trembled, preparing for the fish to jump up again.

I'm afraid that this basket of fish weighs fifty or sixty pounds, but these Jurchen men were very relaxed in their hands, and even had leisure and leisure to tease and laugh loudly. I don't know which one was the one who started, but about a hundred men sang loudly.

The singing is vast and majestic, as if an eagle crosses the sky on the vast and wide prairie.

This is the Jurchen slave soldiers from the tenth guard who returned from fishing in the river of your barbarian outside the city. The fishing errands all fell on these Jurchen slave soldiers who were originally engaged in this kind of business. In order to ensure the supply of food for the army, Xia Zikai also specially divided the labor and specially selected a thousand households to come. There is no need to train. They only fish outside the city every day, specifically supplying them.

Therefore, over the past few days, fish have become the main food of the northern army. In the camp, the smell of fish floats everywhere every day. When it comes to meal time, the fish smell is even more fragrant.

It is naturally a bit tired of eating like this every day, but in the chaotic times, every day of battles and the day is in danger, in the hearts of these soldiers, being able to survive, eat full and dress warm is the greatest happiness.

There are no worries from later generations.

Seeing these Jurchen men singing songs into this city gate specially reserved for fishing - because of their origin, they were nicknamed the fish gate by the soldiers - Yang Husheng smiled slightly and said, "Wanchun, your soldiers have a good morale! If they want to fight against the Jianzhou Jurchens, they are the main force."

Xia Zikai looked at the laughing Jurchen men and his face felt a little uncomfortable. He hated the Jurchens very much. Now, this hatred almost all became a paranoid and pathological emotion. Seeing that the Jurchens under his command were so happy, he felt quite bored.

He smiled slightly and said in a sinister way: "Thanks to Master Wang's plan, he gave them a higher position. These Jurchen dogs have ambitions in their hearts and work harder. This is just right. If they work with the Jianzhou Jurchens and fight bravely, they will die faster. The more they die, the more they die, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they are, the more they

There is probably only one officer like him in the world. When other officers fight, they try every means to consume the enemy and protect their own people. However, they also want to consume the enemy, but they may not be able to save their own people. Instead, they think about how to send their subordinates to hell. In Xia Zikai's opinion, all these Jurchen slave soldiers under his command were killed, and they were also considered to have fulfilled their merits.

He was already satisfied that he could use 100,000 Jurchens to bury his wife.

He pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Yang, I plan to go back and add some of the Jurchen slave soldiers to the promotion. What do you think?"

Yang Husheng high-high and said, "Wait! Wanchun, this plan is very wonderful! Before the war, doing this will surely inspire their military spirit."

Xia Zikai nodded intently and said, "I think so too, but the matter of promotion and title has always been the only one who is the boss. Isn't it a transcendence for us to act without authorization?"

Yang Husheng knew that Xia Zikai was extremely careful because of his past experience. He was worried, but he knew some of Lian Zining's thoughts and knew that he had always encouraged the generals to make more suggestions outside. He thought for a while and said, "Wanchun, you can add them to the title, but you can add the word "temporary generation" to explain it to them. When the war is over, you will return to Zhenyuan Mansion and then become a regular person. How about it?"

Xia Zicai said with a smile: "This plan is very good. Anyway, after this battle, those Jurchen dogs will not survive much."

Yang Husheng looked at him and felt something was wrong in his heart. Xia Zikai's current mood was very problematic. Just think about the tenth guard being Xia Zikai's commander after all. People respect him, that is to give face. If he said too much, wouldn't it be annoying to people?

So when I spoke, I still didn't say it.

But I had the intention of secretly reminding me afterwards. Anyway, I was the commander-in-chief of the Northern Route Army personally formulated by the adults, and I was in charge of the fourth and tenth guards. Xia Zikai was also under his jurisdiction. At that time, I would be able to control myself.

As the Wuyi Army grew larger and the power at hand became heavier, the officers in the Wuyi Army who started with Lian Zining began to show a polarized pattern. One was like Jin, domineering, powerful and domineering, while the other was like Yang Husheng, becoming more cautious. For fear that the handle would be taken away, he would lose the lives of the powerful.

at the same time.

Jianzhou Jurchen Camp.

The camp, which is three miles in a radius, houses tens of thousands of troops. The camp is divided into partitions according to its respective jurisdictions, and tents are packed. At a glance, it is clear at a glance. On the periphery of the camp, a wooden fence built with big wood stands proudly. At the lower part of the fence, wood is the core. A five-foot-high and two-foot-thick earth wall is built. On the periphery of the earth wall, there are trenches that are wide and five-foot-deep. The trenches also attract the living water of the Wanhe River, which is like a moat.

The entire camp was well organized and well-organized, and the defense system seemed to be one. Not to mention facing a surprise attack, even a cluster of powerful cavalry charges would be no problem.

The combat effectiveness of an army can be seen from the camp. There is no doubt that this group of troops that are equivalent to the Jianzhou Jurchen Imperial Guards have amazing combat effectiveness, and their commander must be a very rigorous, paying attention to details and meticulous character.

At this moment, Nalan Jiancheng was paced back and forth in the handsome account of the Jianzhou Jurchen Camp Center. Although he was holding a expressionless face, the anxiety in his eyes betrayed his thoughts.

He is only twenty-five years old this year, tall and handsome, handsome and elegant, and is a rare good talent. At this age, he has been in the position of the Jurchen Imperial Guards, and is even more successful in his youth and has a high position. He is a young hero who has been awarded by the Jurchen Khan, and everyone recommends it.

Nalan Jiancheng and Wanyan Lie were praised as Yuliang in the Jurchen Khan court, and were the most outstanding figures in the younger generation. Of course, Wanyan Yeping, who was fighting with the Russian army in the north at this time, was selected by everyone because of her female identity.

In fact, if one of the three Jianzhou Jurchen masters can be ranked, Wanyan Yeping will definitely be included in the number of shares, and she will definitely rank first, surpassing the last two, a fraction of the boss.

In fact, Nalan Jiancheng is not from a big family.

Wanyan Lie was born in the branch of the Wanyan tribe, and he could be said to be poor and humble. Just like in the Ming Dynasty, there were so many surnames Zhu, maybe they were Emperor Zhu, or they might be a pig slayer, and those with the surname Wanyan may not be all nobles. And Nalan Jiancheng was not much better. The Nalan clan was just a small tribe located on the east coast of the Jurchen Jidong Sea in Jianzhou. The population of the entire clan would definitely not exceed one thousand people. There was no Nalan among the three ** surnames of the Jurchen tribe and the 108 old surnames.

Nalan Jiancheng was the young patriarch of the Nalan tribe. Such a young patriarch was considered prominent in the local area, but if it was placed in the Jurchen Khanate, it would have no place to stand. It was like the son of a small county magistrate on the farthest border of the Yunnan governor of the Ming Dynasty, which was closest to the Angkor Dynasty. No one would treat him as a root in Beijing.

In fact, if the Nalan tribe had not been close to the beach and had abundant salt that the Jurchens lacked, it would not have caused the Jurchens to go there.

That time, Monk Wanyan Chen inspected the Jurchen extreme eastern seas and tested the archery techniques of local powerful children in Nalan's army. As a result, Nalan Jiancheng, who was only fourteen years old, won in one fell swoop. Although he was young, he was a hundred steps through the sun. Even the elite soldiers in the Jurchen Khan guards were just like this. He was immediately attracted by Monk Wanyan Chen and brought to the Jurchen Khan, and selected as the guard with swords in front of the imperial guards.

At this point, in eleven years, I have never returned home again.

At the age of seventeen, Nalan Jiancheng was promoted to the second-class imperial front guard with swordsmanship at the age of nineteen. He was promoted to the first-class imperial front guard with swordsmanship at the age of nineteen.

At the age of twenty-one, he moved to the right to the imperial guards, a thousand cavalrymen.

At the age of 23, he was promoted to the deputy cavalry of the Imperial Guards, and led a single army, with five thousand households under his command.

At the age of twenty-four, that is, last year, he was promoted to ten thousand households. He led an army of ten thousand people alone!

The rapid promotion was no match among the younger generation of the Jurchen Khan, and even Wanyan Lie was slightly inferior.

But Nalan Jiancheng knew his own family affairs. The reason why he was promoted so quickly was actually because Monk Wanyan Chen was very beautiful and had the attention of Dahan. In addition, he did have some skills, so he was promoted so quickly.

The deep reason behind this is that the Khan wants to support himself and his young people to compete with the deep-rooted old nobles and nobles of various tribes. After all, although the Khan is the supreme leader of the Jurchens, it is impossible for him to monopolize the power. The old guys also hold considerable authority, and sometimes they have different opinions with the Khan.

In fact, it was not only Nalan Jiancheng, but also Wanyan Lie, and a group of other young people who had already grasped considerable authority. They were all tools for Monk Wanyan Chen to fight against those old nobles.

The reason why I was promoted was particularly quick is that I was from the Nalan tribe, far away, and had no connection with the people in the Jurchen Khan court, and had no foundation at all. I could only rely on Monk Wanyan Chen.

So Nalan Jiancheng was so nervous that he was walking on thin ice.

This was his first time leading his troops to fight. He knew that this was what Monk Wanyan Chen valued him. Once he returned with a great victory, he would welcome him. It was glory and promotion. From then on, he would have a bright future. He even understood that once he was defeated, it would be a deep abyss. The old nobles would definitely take the blame and kill him. Monk Wanyan Chen would abandon his car to protect the general and put all the blame on himself.

Therefore, there will be victory or defeat in this battle!

However, the situation in front of you is like a desperate situation!

The task assigned to him by Dahan was to defend Baiying Gorge and prevent Wu Yi's army from advancing. However, the problem now is that Baiying Gorge has been occupied by the enemy!

But after Baiying Gorge, going north and going to the Jurchen Khan at the foot of Tuluting Mountain, it can be said that it is a smooth road without any obstacles. In this way, I can even retreat and find the place where I have to hold on. In the future, it will be the Khan!

This situation can be said to be similar to Lian Zining's extremely famous slogan during World War II in Time and Space - although Russia is big, Moscow is behind you!

Although the Jurchens are really great, Khan is behind them!

There is no way to retreat!

If he led his troops back to the Khanate, those big men would definitely not consider their decision-making mistakes, and would only miss the opportunity to fight themselves!

Therefore, we must never retreat! We must fight, not only fight, but also win. Once we fight, we must take back Baiying Gorge in one fell swoop!

The lines at the corners of Nalan Jiancheng's mouth gradually became hard.

He turned around and walked to the front of the table. There was a sand table on it. The sand table was very simple and could not be compared with the sand table made by Lian Zining when he marched. However, it was a rare and valuable thing for the Jurchens, who were not very skillful in tactical strategies.

The method of making sand tables was read by Nalan Jiancheng in the Han people's books. When he saw this passage, he had a lot of thought. This time he led his troops alone to fight, he ordered the skilled craftsmen in the army to make this sand table. After he set up the camp, he had been holding his troops for the past few days, but he was not idle. Instead, he ordered people to explore, paint the surrounding terrain, and then reflect it on the sand table. From this perspective, it was indeed extremely intuitive and three-dimensional, with excellent results.

Nalan Jiancheng focused his mind on the sand table for a while, his brows became tighter and tighter, but in the end he reached out and pointed it at a point in a virtual point.

It turned out to be the extremely steep White Eagle Peak!

At this moment, there was suddenly a dense sound of footsteps outside, and then the voices of the personal soldiers rang out.

"Mr. Nalan, Lord Guta Yinde is back."

Nalan Jiancheng suddenly straightened up, showed joy on his face, and whispered: "Please come in!"

After a while, a thick man lifted the curtain and walked in. The man was about six feet tall, which was nearly 1.9 meters tall in later generations. This was a huge man among the Jurchens. Moreover, he was not the kind of thin person. On the contrary, his whole person was like a top that had been magnified countless times, which was so strong that it made people feel heartbroken. Standing there, he was like an iron tower.

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