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Chapter 171 Let's fight to the death!
The group circled around the camp, and finally came to a ditch. Opposite was also the faint sea of ​​lights in the Qing army camp, connected with the stars in the sky, it seemed that it was hard to tell which was the sky and which was the earth.

The cold night in midwinter was freezing to the bone. According to Zhang Cheng's order, the remains of the Qing soldiers were piled up by the side of the ditch, and then poured with cold water. Now it is indeed frozen solid.

In the flickering lights, it appears and disappears. It looks like hell, extremely terrifying.

Zhang Cheng was wearing armor, and felt cold to the bone. Sometimes a gust of cold wind would make him shiver involuntarily, and from time to time he could hear the teeth of everyone around him touching up and down.

It was really cold in the north of Ming Dynasty. Fortunately, Zhang Cheng was originally from the north before crossing, and his body was strong enough. Even so, he still felt that the midwinter at this time was indeed extremely cold.

Lu Xiangsheng was wearing a big cloak, just staring at the opposite sea of ​​lights in Qingying, motionless, after a long time, he suddenly asked: "Zhongchen, have you ever regretted entering the capital this time?"

He personally took out Zhang Cheng's name, and since the Battle of Mafang, he has always admired Zhang Cheng very much. In his heart, he has a faint desire to train Zhang Cheng into a generation of generals. Born as a child, and has outstanding military achievements after entering the guard, the future may be limitless.

Hearing Lu Xiangsheng's question, Zhang Cheng couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Since Zhang Cheng entered the army, he has put death and life behind him. It is really Zhang Cheng who can follow the governor to kill slaves and defend the country." What I want in my life is to die, and I deserve to die!"

Lu Xiangsheng sighed softly, and said: "Loyalty, you know people well, and you have the heart of being loyal to the king and serving the country. It is indeed rare to take the lead and dare to be brave first. What's more, you are highly praised by the sage, and the future is bright.
Now you are under the command of this governor, but you are trapped here, and you will be worried about perishing at any time. Your future is unpredictable. You are still young and have a bright future. It would be a pity if you die here! "

When Zhang Cheng heard the words, he laughed loudly and said: "The governor has the kindness of knowing and quoting the general. Although the general is a warrior, he also knows the principle of repaying the favor of a drop of water.

What's more, our generation of soldiers should always have the thought of serving the country with death, and now we are surrounded by the Tartars. It's time for us to serve the country, so it's good to kill him! "

Lu Xiangsheng stood where he was, murmured something, and then sighed: "Although you call yourself a martial artist, you know the principle of loyalty better than most literati;

Nowadays, the princes in the court, although they have read the books of sages, there are few people who can see as you do. "

Then he went on to say: "After the slaves have retreated, the governor will beg the emperor to go home again. A great crime of unfilial piety."

Zhang Cheng comforted: "Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have been difficult to achieve. What's more, at the critical moment when the thieves are invading, the governor must not blame himself too much."

Lu Xiangsheng nodded silently when he heard the words, then wrapped the cloak around his body tightly, and said: "The northern land is still too bitter and cold. Although I have been here for several years, I still can't adapt. I really miss the scenery of my hometown."

He turned his head and smiled at Zhang Cheng, and continued: "If Bendu returns to Nanzhi in the future, and Zhongchen comes to Yixing at that time, Bendu will definitely greet you."

Zhang Cheng joked with a smile: "If that's the case, then it's settled. If there is a chance, the general will definitely come to eat."

Everyone around the two of them laughed, and Lu Xiangsheng couldn't help but shook his head.

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That night, Zhang Cheng slept in the military tent until the middle of the night when he was awakened by a faint sound of scorpions coming from the Qing army camp in the distance. To break down the fighting spirit of Xuan Dajun.

The sound of 秱篥 seemed faint and mysterious, echoing faintly in the silent night sky.

Zhang Cheng lay down and listened for a while, then simply sat up, his heart was surging at this moment, the battle tomorrow will be extremely difficult, can the painstaking efforts he has made since joining the guard change the fate of the Jiazhuang battle?
Scenes of the past appeared before his eyes. It has only been half a year since he came to this world, but he has witnessed the human tragedy at this time.

Local officials are greedy for life and afraid of death, but they try their best to do things for personal gain and fraud, harming the people with superb techniques, and when encountering Tartar captives, they will flee or surrender. Few dare to resist desperately and be loyal to the country.

But he has come all the way to the present, and he can no longer turn back. He can only go on all the way. As for the road ahead, it is bright or dark...

Let him go, at least he must survive standing up, as long as he has a knife in his hand, he can no longer allow others to bully him, and he must hack and kill his own tomorrow!

With this in mind, Zhang Cheng sighed softly and said, "Let's fight to the death, everything will depend on tomorrow!"

He thought about it quietly for an unknown amount of time before Zhang Cheng fell into a deep sleep again.

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On December 11th of the [-]th year of Chongzhen, the weather was extremely cold. Early in the morning, we saw patches of snow falling, although it was sparse, it made the chill even more chilly.

From the hour of Chen, the smoke from cooking in the Qing army camp gradually thinned out, and the horns began to sound non-stop. The troops and horses in the Qing army camp moved frequently, as if they were preparing for a new round of attacks.

Zhang Cheng, Lu Xiangsheng and other generals were all on the watchtower, watching the mobilization of the Qing army. Large groups of Qing troops traveled to and from various places, and a large number of unarmored troops gradually gathered in front of the Qing army camps.

It is certain that the Qing army's attack today will be more ferocious. With the sound of military orders, the soldiers of each battalion of Xuanda's army have rushed to their respective positions after breakfast, and are always ready to meet the new round of attack by the Qing army.

The Xuanda soldiers all hid themselves behind the earthen wall, chatted with each other about how rich the breakfast was today, and made fun of each other as the last meal.

Amidst bursts of shouting orders, all the sergeants checked their ordnance one after another, especially those gunfire soldiers who had to load the gunpowder in the gun, except for the matchlock which was not ignited for the time being, the gunpowder in the rest of the cannons, It's all preloaded now.

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Just like yesterday, the Qing army in the distance began to line up again. Their army squirmed and gathered together in piles. The front row of shield chariots was neatly arranged, and it seemed that there were more than yesterday.

They were still pushing the shield chariot ahead, looking from a distance, but they couldn't see the specific situation behind the shield chariot clearly, they just felt that the Qing army rolling in seemed to be more numerous than yesterday.

The Qing army seemed to have learned the experience of the Ming army's artillery bombardment yesterday. Their two rows of shield chariots advanced slowly, keeping a distance of more than fifty steps from each other.

Behind a row of shield chariots in the back are the soldiers of the Qing army wearing armor. They hold bows and arrows in front, and shields in the back, each holding short weapons for close combat.

(End of this chapter)