At the third hour of Yin, the lights in the autonomous military camp were brightly lit before dawn, and the camp began to make meals.

The Qing army scouts on the river bank immediately noticed the movements in the autonomous army camp. They lay on the river bank, condescending to the heights, and could see the actions of the autonomous army.

At present, both sides have troops occupying the river bank, and it is difficult to have any suddenness in any movement.

...

At the hour of Mao, dawn breaks.

In the Qing army camp, except for scouts and patrols, most soldiers and generals were still sleeping soundly.

At this time, outside the central army's tent, a brazier was lit, and two white-armored soldiers stood with spears.

Boro hurried over and asked from a distance: "Have I not got up yet?"

Baijiabing hurriedly saluted: "Report to your master, Master Beile is still resting."

Boluo didn't say much when he heard this, and directly picked up the tent, "Ama! Ama!"

Generals who have been fighting for many years generally do not sleep too much when marching.

Abatai was so shocked that he sat up suddenly, went to the pillow to draw a knife, but found that it was Boluo, so he immediately said with anger: "What's the matter?"

Boluo hurriedly explained: "Ama, the scout reported that there was movement in the barbarian camp, and it started to make meals at the third hour of Yin. Depending on the situation, the barbarian Gao should take action today!"

Upon hearing this, Abatai got up from the bed with a hint of joy on his face, "So, why don't Gao Manzi be a grandson?"

Since Abatai came to Xingyang, Gao Huan has been staying in the camp and has not come out. At most, he has just sent a small group of people to steal the camp, and the main force has not taken the camp.

Abatai faced Gao Huan, who was a turtle, without any loss. He tried every means to inspire him to fight, but he had no reaction.

This made Abatai feel annoyed. Gao Huan is so young, why can you be a turtle so much? You don’t have the competitive spirit of a young man and don’t give him a chance to take revenge.

Now Abatai heard that there was something going on in Gao Huan’s camp, but he didn’t want to leave the camp. How could he not be happy?

"Cooking rice at the time of Yin, it should be a move." Boro gritted his teeth.

Boluo was also resentful of the last battle, and he was holding a lot of energy in his heart to settle the score with Gao Huan.

Abatai was not afraid of Gao Huan's moves, but was afraid that he would not come out while guarding the car array.

"Quick! Help me pierce my armor!" Abatai looked excited and hurriedly got up.

Boro quickly took the armor from the wooden stand and was about to put it on Abatai, but Abatai changed his mind, "Let the guards come and wear it, you immediately send the army to hurry up and make a meal!"

When Gao Huan is cooking, the Qing army naturally has to cook rice quickly, otherwise the fight will start, and Gao Huan is full and full, but the Qing army has not eaten, which will greatly affect the performance of the Eight Banners Warriors.

When Boluo heard this, he quickly called the guards and threw the armor to him, and then hurriedly left the tent. After a while, the entire Qing army camp gradually woke up and began to become lively.

...

A moment of the year.

In the camp of the autonomous army, three thousand soldiers of the autonomous army finished their breakfast and had a full meal, they brought all their equipment to sit in the camp.

At this time, Gao Huan, wearing red armor, patted Yang Chengzu on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "Let's go!"

Yang Chengzu clasped his fists at Gao Huan, then turned around and waved his hand, shouting loudly, "Sons, go."

The three thousand autonomous troops stood up in an instant. The soldiers picked up the big shield, carried javelins, arrows, gunpowder, Xiao Folang machine and Hu Zun cannon, and left the camp and began to cross the river embankment.

The soldiers of the autonomous army were busy climbing the mountain, with murderous intent in their eyes.

The atrocities of the Qing army these days made the soldiers feel so angry that they wanted to fight with these jackals.

...

Three minutes at the hour of the year.

The eastern section of the river embankment is one mile from the autonomous army outpost and four miles from the autonomous army camp.

Li Litai, wearing a blue armor, stood after the fortification built by a sandbag, and looked at the back of the river embankment through the thin fog, and marched on the exposed river beach.

In winter, the Yellow River is in a dry season, with large areas of river beaches exposed outside, and some of them have only a very narrow ice surface left on the ground.

Li Rutai watched as more than 3,000 autonomous troops marched east from under his nose, and immediately understood the intention of the autonomous troops.

"Go! Report to Master Beile!" Li Ruitai snorted coldly, "The barbarian wants to attack our troops!"

A flagist saluted thousands of times, hurriedly left the cannon formation, slipped down from the river bank, and then hurriedly ran to the Qing army camp.

...

At the fifth hour of the Chen Dynasty, the Qing army camp.

At this time, the sun was already hanging high, and the fog on the ground gradually dissipated.

In the Qing army camp, the Eight Banners, who had eaten, were wearing armor with the help of their clothes, and those who were well-dressed sat down on the ground, waiting for orders.

In the Qing army commander's tent, Abatai sat upright in the commander's position, and the Eight Banners nobles on both sides were all neatly dressed.

At this time, the curtain was lifted up, and the Han army's Zhenglan Banner's Chuanxin Banner ran into the tent and knelt on one knee, "Report to Beile, a battalion of soldiers and horses of the barbarians, intending to attack the artillery formation."

Abatai showed a true expression on his face. When he learned that Gao Huan's camp was moving, he judged that Gao Huan's idea of ​​shooting a cannon formation.

Boro couldn't help but say, "Ama guessed it right!"

Abatai showed a natural expression, "Hmph, Benbeile has been in his life, and has fought for decades, and has eaten more salt than Gao Manzi. How could his little thoughts escape Benbeile's eyes?"

Abatai knew very well that in the current situation, if the Qing army wanted to win, they had to push the artillery array to a range that could accurately bombard Gao Huan's camp.

Gao Huan dared not go out of the camp and fought with him in the wild. If Gao Huan had to do something, he would definitely solve the threat of the artillery array.

For Gao Huan, as long as he can take down the cannon formation, he can rest assured, wait for the ice of the Yellow River to dissolve, and wait for the Eight Banners to take the initiative to retreat across the Yellow River.

"Ama!" Boluo said with a gloomy face and murderous intent: "Do you want your son to lead troops to reinforce Li Lutai!"

Abatai sneered and shook his head, "Li leads three thousand people to defend the village. If he can't hold on, he is a waste. Benbeile has confidence in the Eight Banners Warriors, and Gao Huan is not that easy to seize the cannon formation. In fact, Benbeile ordered Li leads to set up the cannon formation on the river embankment and build the cannon formation. In addition to hoping to push the cannon formation to the range, there is another meaning, which is to force Gao Manzi to fight."

Many Eight Banner nobles couldn't help but look surprised. Unexpectedly, among the old Khan's philosophers, the honest Abatai Beile actually had this colorful intestine.

Abatai was also forced by Gao Huan. In the past, he had direct strength crushed him and didn't need to worry too much. But when he met Gao Huan this time, he couldn't help but not touch the little man without using his brain.

Boro was excited, "Ama wants it?"

Abatai said hatefully: "Not bad! Benbeile wants to avenge a single arrow, and use Gao Manzi's blood to wash away the shame of destroying all the five Niulus of the Zhengbai Banner. Didn't Gao Huan attack the cannon formation? Benbeile asked him to attack, and also gave him a circumvention, leaving him and his troops outside the camp."

Abatai clenched his fists and clanged his joints, and decided to let Gao Huan taste the feeling of being lured and encircled.

Boluo understood what Abatai meant and couldn't help but smile: "Ama wise, that manga, that Gao Man, just hides in the camp. We have suffered too many casualties to let him go. Now that he goes out of the camp himself, that's asking for death."
Chapter completed!