When the two capitals and several provinces of the Ming Dynasty were undercurrent due to the invasion of gold, the war in Liaodong was already on the verge of breaking out.

Yesterday morning, as Wang Qi's order was issued, Qin Erbao, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, personally led more than 40,000 troops to cross the Liaohe River and advance towards Liaoyang City.

On November 7th, amid the ice and snow, the Ming army, which had traveled thousands of miles, had arrived at the first stop they wanted to attack.

The most powerful city in Liaodong, Liaoyang City.

Two long streams of white air were emitted from the nose of the war horse, and its hooves stepped on the snow, leaving messy traces. Looking from a distance, an army stretching for several miles was marching on the endless plains, and the heavy snow had not stopped yet.

, the marching footsteps had just passed by, and the traces of horseshoes, ruts, and infantry marching had been quickly covered up.

Before long, the earth will become vast and white again, as if no one has ever appeared.

Qin Erbao likes black brass breastplates, so they are extremely eye-catching in the white sky and earth. Many of his generals also follow suit, wearing black armor and red hoods.

At this moment, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, who had taken over Zu Dashou's military post, squinted his eyes and looked steadily in the direction of Liaoyang City: "Send the order, the army will camp at the foot of Qianshan Mountain, fifty miles south of Liaoyang City, and they will spend the night at the foot of the mountain tonight.

!"

"As you command!"

The personal guards received the military orders from the Commander-in-Chief, and without any hesitation or hesitation, directly issued the order to the soldiers. Then the flag bearers, infantrymen, cavalrymen, and scouts all shuttled among the army, delivering the Commander-in-Chief's military orders in less than a day.

In the time it takes to burn incense, the military order has been issued to everyone's ears.

The foothills of Qianshan Mountain can be regarded as the remnant of Anping Mountain, which suddenly emerges in the middle of the entire Liaodong Plain. Looking down from the sky, the tall and handsome peaks tower on the earth, and then quickly spread to all sides, and then there is the vast Liaodong Plain...

.The terrain is high in the center and low on the surrounding sides, and Liaoyang City is located just north of the foothills of Qianshan Mountain.

During the battle, the cavalry clashed with each other, which was truly spectacular.

When Qin Erbao led the army to garrison more than fifty miles outside Liaoyang City.

Standing at the head of Liaoyang City, looking at the vast smoke between the mountains in the distance, Azige said bitterly: "Then Wang Qi is nothing more than that. When the army went out, he only besieged but not attacked, and the city was still nearly fifty miles away."

, dare to set up camp, it’s not worthy of the name!”

Since the day Wang Qi went to Liao, Daishan has begun to continuously increase his troops to Liaoyang City to prevent Wang Qi's sudden attack.

Since peace talks are not possible and peace is not the most important thing, there is no need to have any tolerance for Wang Qi.

"The Ming army wants Liaoyang City? Let's kill and injure tens of thousands of people first!"

This is Daishan's fatal order to Azig and Erden: to defend Liaoyang City, the Ming army must be dragged south of Liaodong. In the cold winter, even if Wang Qi leads the army, the Ming army will definitely suffer casualties.

Disastrous!

Erden, who was following Azig, tightened his thick velvet armor and echoed: "The weather suddenly turned cold, so Wang Qi must not have expected that tens of thousands of people would eat, drink, and have diarrhea. In any case, not

Maybe it can be solved in a short period of time and slowly wear him to death!"

There is no need to go out of the city to fight with them, just wait for work!

This is the decision made by Daishan and the political kings.

After all, as long as there are variables in doing things, it is easy to make mistakes, and Wang Qi will catch the flaws, which is not as safe as defending the city.

Anyway, Daikin is definitely not the one who is anxious.

"As far as I know, the one who led the troops was Qin Erbao, the new commander-in-chief of Liaodong Army of the Ming Dynasty. That Wang Qi...has not yet appeared," Erden frowned and stood aside, a little confused.<

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"In any case, there is nothing wrong with the main force of the Ming army here. Send more scouts and scouts out, and always pay attention to the movements of the Ming army. If there is any abnormality, come and report to me immediately!" After observing for a long time, Azig had no idea.

Without showing any interest, he gave a few instructions and then turned around and left.

"Farewell, Your Majesty!" Erden received the order and bowed to see Azig off.

Currently, there are more than 20,000 soldiers and horses of the Later Jin Dynasty stationed in the entire Liaoyang City. They are all elite soldiers from hundreds of battles. Most of them are veterans who survived the Battle of Saarhu. Facing the Ming army, they have natural

psychological advantage.

At present, Hou Jin's strategy is that Shenyang City is the strategic core, Daishan personally leads the army to defend the center, surrounded by Fushun, Puhe, Pinglu Fort, Fengji Fort, guarding Shenyang City in it, and the outer center,

It takes Liaoyang City as the strategic fulcrum and radiates the entire southern Liaoning region. As long as Liaoyang City is there, the Ming army cannot take a step northward!

Of course, if you are familiar with the map of Liaodong, there is a way to go north, that is, the Ming army bypassed Liaoyang City, went east and then bypassed the foothills of Pingding Mountain, then went north, waded across the Taizi River upstream, and then headed west to reach Shenyang.

Below the city.

However, the difficulty is so great that it is better to directly attack Liaoyang City with a large army. Otherwise, in the severe cold winter and traveling through mountains and rivers, even if you bypass Liaoyang City and arrive at Shenyang City, you will not have much combat power.

Not only is the geographical environment harsh, but also the Jurchen troops are protecting and resisting at all levels, which makes people feel desperate.

Therefore, after heavy snow fell and Liaodong was frozen, Dai Shan had the determination and confidence to fight Wang Qi.

The night in Liaodong came earlier than usual, with a white halo. The sun, hidden by thick clouds, had disappeared before the end of the day. The land of Liaodong seemed to have suddenly fallen into darkness.

On the northwest side of the foothills of Qianshan Mountain, torches illuminated the entire foothills like bright daylight. It only took tens of thousands of Ming troops only two hours to set up a camp at this camp surrounded by mountains and rivers.

Within three miles of the camp, there are Ming army scouts in golden uniforms patrolling for twelve hours, and there are also scouts on horseback who are constantly going back and forth from the direction of Liaoyang City.

The security work of the entire Ming army camp can be said to be airtight.

Woohoo!!!!

At night, the cold wind howled, causing the flames of the torches to flicker.

Leaning behind the pile of dry firewood, the flag officer Jiao Yao took a leisurely sip of shochu, then smacked his lips with satisfaction, and tied the brass flask back to his waist carefully and heavily.

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The subordinate Ding Fu rubbed his hands, swallowed his saliva, and said with a flattering smile: "Sir, can you give me a taste?"

"What are you trying?" Jiao Yao's eyes widened: "This wine is a secret recipe handed down from the Duke of Guo's house. Guo Gong's wine is much more refreshing than the other sakes on the market. I only have this one pot, so you guys are here to make some plans too.

?"

At that time, when Wang Qi was in Liaodong, he handed over the craftsmanship of later distilled wine to the craftsmen of the distillery. More than a year later, this kind of spicy wine that makes people's stomach, heart and lungs burn has taken over the entire Liaodong.

Even the Jurchens like this kind of wine and regard it as a must-have for banquets.

"Hehe," Ding Fu licked his lips and moved his eyes away from the wine bottle with reluctance. He looked at the flag officer and said, "Sir, tell me, the commander-in-chief asked us to station here. When will the war begin?

Huh?"

"Want to fight the Jurchens?" The twisted scars on Jiao Yao's face looked unusually ferocious under the firelight.

"It was too frustrating last time," Ding Fu nodded regretfully: "This time, with Duke Lang here, I have to kill a few Jurchens to avenge their shame!"

"You still have some ambition," Jiao Yao nodded with satisfaction, casually took off the wine bottle from his waist and threw it to his subordinates: "Warm yourself up."

"Hey!" Ding Fu's eyes lit up, he took the jug with both hands carefully and heavily, wiped the body of the jug, put it to his nose and smelled it, and then gently opened the mouth of the bottle, the fragrance of strong liquor mixed with it.

The smell of burnt wood bursts out from the burning wood in the air, making people feel like a fire is burning in their chests.

Without much hesitation, he held the bottle tightly with both hands, then raised his head and poured the bottle from the mouth. The clear wine flowed out like water from a cliff, directly into the man's mouth.

Gududu...

As the Adam's apple rolled, the wine also entered the chest and abdomen.

"Hey!!! You kid, leave some for me," Jiao Yao's eyes shrank, his heart seemed to be bleeding, and he stepped forward to grab the wine bottle.

Wuwuwuwu!!!!

Suddenly, at this moment, the thumping of military drums and the wailing of bugles resounded across the foothills of Qianshan Mountains.

That's the signal for the army to gather.

"The army is gathering?" Jiao Yao turned to look at Hao Sheng's hands, his brows full of doubts.

"Gather at this time..." Ding Fu put down the wine bottle and felt a pungent taste in his throat, as if his stomach was on fire.

"There's going to be a fight," Jiao Yao's mouth moved slightly, and the scar on his face was like an earthworm, twisting and turning, and then he stepped away: "Let's go, let's gather!"

After swallowing, Ding Fu looked down at the wine bottle in his hand, then quietly stuffed it into his waist, thinking about returning it to the adults later.

"Order from the Commander-in-Chief! All battalions must assemble!!!"

"Cavalry, infantry, spearmen, shield soldiers, firearms battalions!"

With the sound of drums and the sound of messengers and horses galloping between the camps, in a short while, more than 40,000 Ming troops had gathered at the foot of Qianshan Mountain.

In the night, the torches illuminated the entire Ming army camp like daylight. In the school grounds, all the generals stood under the stage, standing solemnly, waiting for the arrival of the commander-in-chief.

And among the soldiers at all levels further away, no one dared to make any unnecessary moves at this moment...

Ta da da!!!

Not long after, as everyone was waiting, Qin Erbao, dressed in fine black armor, led a group of his bodyguards onto the high platform of the school ground.

"You must be very tired after marching hundreds of miles today. The army has just gathered again, so you can't rest. I'm really sorry." After Qin Erbao came to power, he did not issue an order, but said sorry.
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In the audience, no one dared to answer.

If Wang Qi were here, then everyone would probably answer in unison: I will die in service to you, and I dare not say I am tired!

But now it is the notorious Qin Erbao, who was promoted from a personal guard officer under Wang Qi to the commander-in-chief of Liaodong. He is known for his decisive killing and cold-blooded ruthlessness. He has always been unsmiling. Except for Wang Qi, I am afraid that no one

People can command other people.
To be continued...