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Chapter 728

Amidst the passionate marching drums, Zhang Chengce looked at the marching army on his horse.

Datong General Soldier Wang Pu was not far from him, standing side by side with Shanhaiguan General Soldier Ma Ke, and he was also watching from horseback. He sniffed his nose from time to time, could there be something wrong with his nose?
Looking not far away on the other side, Chen Jiugao, the former commander of the Shenji Battalion, has a strange expression on his face. Sometimes he is ferocious, sometimes excited, sometimes he laughs loudly, and sometimes he gnashes his teeth and curses.

Seeing the performance of these two people, Zhang Cheng not only shook his head, he had battlefield syndrome, he thought to himself: These two people are still immature!

He looked at Liu Zhaoji, the Liaodong General Soldier next to him, and saw his face was calm, looking at the army formation in front of him. Perhaps for this Liaodong veteran, fighting is just a rare and common thing, right?

Same as Zhang Cheng, except for Yang Guozhu and Li Fuming who led the army to set off first, the rest of the commanders were still in the central army at this time, following the governor of Jiliao Hong Chengchou, waiting for any new orders from him.

If it is close to the time when the battlefield is reserved, he will lead his troops back to his own army one by one.

The tide-like army moved forward slowly. Yang Guozhu's troops turned north and marched towards the west Shimen, and Li Fuming's troops also followed behind his army formation.

Zhang Cheng rode his horse and looked north. There were high mountains and dense forests. Only Yang Guozhu's troops rolled forward like a red cloud, and there was no figure of a Tartar.

He originally guessed that the Tartars should have fought early, but they never showed up, not even a single Tartar guard cavalry, so he couldn't help feeling suspicious in his heart: They have been standing still, what the hell are they planning?

After walking for a while, Hong Chengchou, governor of Jiliao, reined in his horse and stopped, looking forward.

The long sound of the horn sounded, and the mighty people and horses, the torrent of Ming army formation also stopped, and they maintained a strict formation, ready to fight.

On his horse, Hong Chengchou looked towards Shimen Mountain and Rufeng Mountain for a long time, then turned his head to look at Wang Pu, his elegant face was full of seriousness, and he ordered in a deep voice: "General Wang Pu, attack Yang Shuai's army at Xishimen. I will hand over the left wing guard to you. Be sure to intercept Dong Nu's possible attack on Rufeng Mountain!"

Wang Pu looked at Zhang Cheng with satisfied eyes, raised his eyebrows, and galloped out to Hong Chengchou. Ma Qian clasped her fists and shouted: "Master, please rest assured, the final general will lead Datong Erlang, and he will fight to the death of one soldier and one soldier." pawns, will not let a Tazi soldier threaten the left flank of Yang Shuai's army!"

After he finished speaking, he shook his cloak and cloak, taking advantage of the wind to make it flutter high, then he took the reins of the horse and galloped back with his servants and guards.

Among the thousands of troops, he ran all the way through the various army formations, and when he returned to his own formation, he immediately pulled out the saber on the saddle, raised the reins suddenly, let his horse's front hooves fly into the air, and neighed loudly, he also He raised his knife and shouted: "My sons and daughters of Datong, come with me!"

The echoing sound was like the tide, and the army and horses of Datong Town followed behind him, rolling towards the valley on the left in the direction of Rufeng Mountain.

Zhang Ruoqi, the commander-in-chief, looked at the direction Wang Pu was going away, and couldn't help admiring: "General Wang, you are worthy of being a brave general of our Ming Dynasty, and he is truly a hero in the world!"

Hong Chengchou nodded and smiled, but all the officers and generals praised at the same time, only Bai Guangen, the chief soldier of Ji Town, curled his lips, and Wu Sangui, the chief soldier of Ningyuan, also smiled, as if he was whispering something to himself.

Looking at his mouth shape, Zhang Cheng guessed that he seemed to be saying, "It's just putting on airs, it's just playing tricks."

Afterwards, Hong Chengchou looked at Wu Sangui, the commander in chief of Ningyuan, and Bai Guangen, the commander in chief of Jizhen, and said softly: "You two generals, the road to the West Shimen Mountain is slightly wider, and Yang Shuai has already moved in now.

I will leave the East Shimen to you, and you must attack it with all your strength, so that the Dongnu cannot spare the strength to return to the West Stone Gate. If you can knock down the East Stone Gate in one go, it will be a great achievement. Please reward! "

With a serious face, Wu Sangui rode his horse and cupped his fists and said, "Please rest assured, Governor Hong, the general will definitely do his best in the end."

Hong Chengchou was naturally relieved of Wu Sangui, he nodded in relief, and his eyes did fall on Bai Guangen, the chief soldier of Ji Town. ,

I saw Bai Guangen clasped his fists and said carelessly: "Isn't it just to beat the Tartars? Don't worry, Master, if I, Lao Bai, are here, even if I can't go down to the East Stone Gate with a drum, I will never let the Tartars have the energy to rescue other places. "

The two of them rode their horses back to the main formation, led the army under their command and ran towards the northeast, and the mighty army rolled forward, rushing to the unknown battlefield.

With the departure of several commanders-in-chief, at this time, the Ming army on the side of the formation has lost a lot of troops.

Finally, Hong Chengchou shouted loudly to Chen Jiugao, the former commander of the Shenji Battalion, and Fu Yingsong, the deputy general: "Chen Shuai, General Fu, your Shenji Battalion has sharp artillery fire and has always been the best in the entire army. Today, I will give this governor a hard time." Blast it hard, blast it hard, let the thieves have a good taste, I'm a big Ming cannon!"

He turned around abruptly, pointing to the various piers on the Shimen Mountain in the north, his eyes widened, and he looked extremely angry.

Chen Jiugao's chest slapped loudly: "Hong Du, please wait and see!"

He and Fu Yingchong rode their horses back to the front of the soldiers of their own Shenji Camp, shouting loudly: "Brothers, our ancestors took the country from the Tartars with the Taizu Emperor Gao.

Back then they were Mongolian Tartars, now they are Manchurian Tartars, they are fucking Tartars, today, let’s ask the dog Tartars to take a good look, our capital’s children can also fight! "

He roared angrily: "The cannon is going to hit his mother!"

Fu Yingchong was leading another artillery unit towards the East Shimen, and at this moment he also shouted loudly: "Destroy the Tartars and return to Liaodong!"

The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, which had been divided into two, cheered together, making Hong Chengchou nod his head repeatedly.

Qiu Minyang, Governor of Liaodong, said softly to Hong Chengchou: "The Shenji Battalion's army is ready."

Hong Chengchou's eyes still stayed on the backs of the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, and said: "Xungui's son, he has his own basic salary!"

"This is the morale of the army. If we come to this battle, we will be able to break through Shimen Mountain and save the siege of Jinzhou. It may be done today." Zhang Ruoqi, the commander of the army, was very excited.

Although Hong Chengchou was also full of expectations, he was much calmer than Zhang Ruoqi. He asked Zhang Cheng calmly, "General Zhongchen, in your opinion, can Shimen Mountain be captured today?"

Zhang Cheng was looking at the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion and the cannons of all sizes. He never thought that Hong Chengchou would ask such a question. The thief's performance this time is relatively calm, which is quite different from his previous style, and he seems to have taken precautions.

Although our king's army has many horses, their morale is high, and their morale is good, but the mountain road is narrow, and it is not easy to attack the mountain. The result of this battle is indeed hard to predict! "

Under Hong Chengchou's elegant face, there was also a hint of worry, but he didn't speak anymore, and his eyes turned to the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion in the distance.

(End of this chapter)