Xu Yingwei wielded a shovel and was digging trenches outside the central position.
However, the ground was too frozen and hard, making it very laborious to dig. Xu Yingwei only dug for a moment before he was so tired that he was sweating all over, and his crimson sweatshirt was soaked through.
Scout captain Xu Wuniu came to Xu Yingwei with his head hanging down.
"Wuniu?" Xu Yingwei wiped the sweat from his face and asked, "Did you suffer a loss?"
Xu Wuniu snorted lightly and said, "Sir, Xu Agou died in the battle, and the body was not recovered. The number of Jiannu who came and refused to be collected at night was too many."
Xu Yingwei sighed after hearing this.
But he didn't mean to blame Xu Wuniu.
In war, it is normal for people to die.
"We'll go back and look for it after this battle is over."
"If I really can't find it, I'll send his relics back to Laodong."
After a pause, Xu Yingwei asked again: "By the way, did you get back the self-made fire gun?"
"No." Xu Wuniu's chin almost touched his chest and he said with a guilty conscience, "If Jiannu Ye doesn't collect too much, we have no chance at all, so, so..."
Xu Yingwei changed his tone and said: "Where is his bullet bag?"
"The bullet bag was burned." Xu Wuniu said quickly, "Xu Agou lit the fuse after he fell from the horse, and all the paper shells in the bullet bag were burned. We all saw this with our own eyes."
Xu Yingwei's expression moved slightly when he heard this, and he said in a deep voice: "That's good."
In order to maintain confidentiality, the bullet bag of the Type 20 rifle is equipped with a fuse.
After the fuse is lit, the gunpowder sewn in the sandwich of the bullet bag can deflagrate.
The deflagration of gunpowder can burn out the paper shell bullet contained in the bullet bag in a short time, leaving only a lead bullet.
As long as the special paper shell bullets for the Type 20 did not fall into the hands of Jiannu, even if Jiannu found the lead bullets, it would be useless, because no one on Jiannu's side could crack the secret of the Type 20.
After a pause, Xu Yingwei asked again: "By the way, how far away is the establishment of slaves?"
"It's less than eight miles away." Xu Wuniu said, "We can get there in three-quarters of an hour at most."
Xu Yingwei immediately ordered: "Pass this order to my general, stop digging trenches, and the whole army should seize the time to eat."
Although it is just Jichu now and there is still an hour and a half before lunch time, but when the war starts, Jiannu will not give you time to eat, so you can only seize the time now to fill your stomach.
The order was quickly passed on, and the soldiers who were busy digging trenches sat on the ground to rest.
It is definitely too late to cook, so they can only eat dry food. However, the Ming army now has a much richer variety of dry food, including pastries made of rice flour, pot helmets made of flour, spicy dried tofu and dried plums.
It's not overheated, it's cold and hard, but it would be better if you chew it a few more times, after all, there is sake.
Ming wine was brought on board the carriage camp, and a can was given to every Ming army soldier who participated in the battle.
Seeing the soldiers of the Ming army sitting on the ground, drinking Ming wine and eating dry food, the Korean servants were immediately envious.
The Ming Dynasty did not treat the Korean army as livestock like the Jiannu slaves. The Jiannu slaves only fed them sand mixed with rice bran. The Ming Dynasty was still willing to provide them with serious rations. It is said that the Ming army grew their own wheat in Gaizhouwei.
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But it is impossible to prepare Mingjiu with Mingjiu for the Korean army, because Mingjiu is rationed.
At most, it only caused trouble for the Korean army. Xu Yingwei handed the remaining half a can of Mingjiu to Lin Qingye: "Here."
Lin Qingye is the commander-in-chief of this Korean servant army. It is said that he was a martial artist in his early years, and he also played an important role in quelling Li Shi's rebellion. However, he is now in his fifties and has long lost the courage he once had.
"Kang Sang Mida, thank you." Lin Qingye was flattered and reached out to take the half-can of Mingjiu.
After taking a small sip, Lin Qingye couldn't help but smack his lips. He had never drunk such a refreshing drink.
This Korean stick is also delicious, and what I drink now is a serious cold beer.
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The Ming army was seizing the time to eat dry food, and Jiannu was not idle either.
Jiannu ate while marching, but he didn't even think about drinking.
Even fermented wine is a luxury product for most soldiers in this era.
That is to say, senior generals in the army have this ability. For example, Dorgon has a sufficient supply of alcohol, and it is also high-grade wheat distilled liquor.
But Dorgon was not an alcoholic.
Today is not the time to drink too much.
After taking a few sips, and when his body became warm again, Dorgon handed the sheepskin wine bag back to Cao Eryu, and Cao Eryu quickly used the soft earth plug to plug the mouth of the sheepskin wine bag again.
Then he put the sheepskin bag into the sheepskin coat and put it away close to his body.
What a good slave. He used his body to warm the master's wine.
Dorgon raised his head and glanced at the Kongming Lantern in the sky, which became even bigger.
You can even clearly see the hanging basket hanging under the Kongming Lantern.
This also means that the distance between the two armies is even closer, perhaps less than five miles.
At that moment, Dorgon took out the monocular telescope from the leather bag on his waist, opened it, and pointed it forward.
Through the field of view of the monocular, I finally saw the Ming army array on the horizon ahead.
Dorgon's eyes immediately fell on the bright yellow flag hanging high in the Ming army formation, and a smile instantly bloomed from the corner of Dorgon's mouth, "The Great Banner of the Emperor!"
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"Ah sneeze!"
"Ah sneeze! Ah sneeze!"
Gao Qiqian suddenly sneezed three times, each one louder than the last, which startled the North Korean servants who were quietly eating next to him and stopped their mouths subconsciously.
"The thief, it must be the Jiannu across the street who is cursing our family. No, it's me."
Eunuch Gao touched his nose twice, and suddenly found that all the Korean soldiers around him were looking at him. His old face, without a single wrinkle, fell down, and he hummed, "What are you looking at? Do you want another one for you?"
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The surrounding Korean servants quickly turned their faces away, although they could not understand what Gao Qiqian was saying.
But from Gao Qiqian's expression and tone, it can be judged that the words were not good. The Ming emperor seemed to be angry.
"A bunch of ignorant Korean sticks." After Gao Qiqian finished speaking, he stood up, but he couldn't stand firm after he stood up, and was pushed back to the ground by the mountain armor weighing dozens of kilograms.
The surrounding Korean soldiers wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh.
"You guys, Qiu Ba..." Gao Qiqian opened his mouth and cursed.
However, before he could finish his words, the rallying horn suddenly sounded.
"What are you still doing?" Gao Qiqian yelled at several young eunuchs, "Hurry up and help me up."
A few young eunuchs who were lazing around came forward to help Gao Qiqian, and then helped Gao Qiqian to board the chariot. This chariot was specially prepared by Chongzhen for Gao Qiqian, the "fake emperor".
Because on the roof of the chariot, there is the emperor's banner standing high.
When I stood up and looked carefully, I saw that the thick and thin Jiannu infantry had swept over from the west, and all kinds of flags and people covered the dark and desolate Liaohe Plain.
Seeing this, Gao Qiqi's legs began to tremble, and this time it was terrible.
I don’t know when Xu Yingwei also came to the Chao car.
"Xu Xu, Xu give me advice." Gao Qiqian's voice even had a vibrato.
"Can we win this battle today and every day?"
Xu Yingwei whispered: "That depends on your performance, Eunuch Gao."
If it were anyone else, Gao Qiqi would never be like this, and it would be impossible without showing off.
But in front of Prince Qin, especially in front of Yan Yingyuan and Xu Yingwei, Gao Qiqian didn't dare to even think about showing off, because he knew very well the importance of these two people in Chongzhen's heart.
These two people will most likely be worthy of enjoying the Ancestral Temple in a hundred years, and he is definitely not someone he can mess with.
So Gao Qiqian asked sincerely: "Xu Gijian, please give our family a solid foundation."
"Eunuch Gao, what I said is the truth." Xu Yingwei's expression turned serious, "In the next two or three hours or even three to five hours, as long as you can nail it here as firmly as a nail, no matter what happens,
If we don't panic, then the final victory must belong to us, otherwise, the result will be difficult to predict."
"Sticked here like a nail?" Gao Qiqian's face turned bitter.
Can't you even hide for a while? Do you have to stand here as a target?
At this moment, the Ming troops in the central square formation and the four corner square formations suddenly turned their heads and looked at Gao Qiqian standing solemnly on the chao chariot with fiery and reverent eyes.
The next moment, the soldiers of the Ming army shouted in unison: "Long live! Long live! Long live!"
Listening to the tsunami-like shouts of long live the soldiers of the Ming Army, Gao Qi subconsciously puffed up his chest and at the same time raised his right hand to wave to the soldiers of the Ming Army in the central square array and the four corner square arrays.
The voices of the Ming army officers and soldiers suddenly became more enthusiastic.
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The huge "Long Live" sound spread to several miles away.
When the news reached the ears of Dorgon, and also the ears of several die-hard traitors such as Hong Chengchou, Fan Wencheng, Ning Wanwo and Hou Fangyu, the expressions of these die-hard traitors became a little complicated.
Among them, Hong Chengchou's expression was the most complicated.
Now Chongzhen is so loved by the soldiers of the Ming army?
But think about it, an emperor who is willing to share joys and sorrows with his soldiers, and who dares to live and die with his soldiers, is naturally supported by his soldiers.
It's a pity that Hong Chengchou can no longer look back.
If you surrender once, you are the second minister. If you surrender again, what is the third minister?
He didn't want to have an exclusive biography of three ministers in the history books.
So, let’s just go all the way to the end and become a second-in-command.
However, Hou Fangyu hated Chongzhen so much that he gnashed his teeth. If it weren't for Chongzhen, he would still be living a happy life in Nanjing with fine clothes, fine food, fine food, romantic affairs, and nothing to do every day except chatting with the famous prostitute Li Xiangjun and singing poems.
, don’t worry, it’s really a wonderful memory.
However, since Chongzhen fled to Nanjing, all this was ruined.
Li Xiangjun Li Xiangjun was occupied by Chongzhen, and the Hou family was ransacked again. The worst thing was that he, Hou Fangyu, was not only reduced to a slave, but he was also castrated as a slave.