The sun finally sets.

Zheng Xiaoru wiped the sweat from her forehead and spoke in a low voice to the officer beside her.

"At the second quarter of Hai hour, all the seventy officers and soldiers of the Eight Banners on the city wall were beheaded. At the three quarters of Hai hour, all the thirty officers and sergeants of the Eight Banners on the city gate and in the corridor were beheaded. It must be done without leakage and not disturb the south.

The soldiers of the Manchu Eight Banner and the Meng Eight Banner were two hundred meters away..."

The atmosphere in Liaoyang City is not particularly tense. This is probably because Jierhalang believes that the Han army raided Xiping Fort and disrupted the situation in Liaodong. Denglai's new army first needs to stabilize the situation in Liaodong, and it is impossible to launch an attack on Liaoyang City in a short time.

A large-scale attack, and there are more than 100,000 soldiers of the Eight Banners Army stationed in Liaoyang City, who are strong enough to deal with the attack of Denglai's new army.

Commander Liao Wenru's order was passed on last night, and Denglai's new army will launch an attack on Liaoyang City at midnight tonight.

The soldiers of the Denglai New Army and the Eight Banners Army will fight in Liaoyang City. Nearly 300,000 people will fight to the death in the city. This must be a cruel and bloody night.

Although he has participated in countless battles of the Denglai New Army, this time is different. Zheng Xiaoru must ensure that the Denglai New Army enters Liaoyang City smoothly from the south gate and cannot alert the Manchu Eight Banners and Mongolians who are only more than 200 meters away from the south gate.

The Eight Banners sergeant still felt nervous when facing such a major situation alone. In less than two days, Zheng Xiaoru dealt with the insults and teasing of the Eight Banners officers and sergeants, and was always thinking about the attack starting soon.

An officer with full Eight Banners came over.

A look of disgust flashed across Zheng Xiaoru's face, and when he raised his head and walked over, he already had a habitual smile on his face.

"Brothers are all waiting..."

The faces of all the Eight Banners officers were obviously impatient.

Zheng Xiaoru nodded and spoke.

"Go right away, go right away..."

After getting off the city wall, dozens of sergeants were patrolling the open space in front of the corridor. These were sergeants from the Denglai New Army.

Zheng Xiaoru nodded to everyone and communicated with her eyes.

An officer leading the patrol came over and Zheng Xiaoru spoke loudly.

"Follow me to the front, I need to move some things back..."

Several Manchu Eight Banners officers and sergeants in the distance understood the meaning. No one spoke. They were still sitting lazily. It wouldn't take long for them to drink and eat meat.

After Ye Chen left Liaoyang City, the restrictions on the soldiers of the Manchu and Mongolian Banners were obviously relaxed. Rao Yubeile Yuedong, who returned to Liaoyang City, did not seem to be focusing on this aspect, so the Manchu Banners stationed at the south gate

Only the officers and sergeants of the Eight Banners and Mongolia dared to drink alcohol and eat meat while performing their duties.

Of course, drinking and eating meat does not require money. Naturally, the Han army sergeants are responsible for everything. However, the Manba Banner officers at the South Gate still paid a little attention, that is, the Manba Banner and Meng Ba Banner sergeants were drinking and eating meat on the city wall and along the corridor.

, no longer gather together to avoid being reprimanded by superiors.

As he walked towards the store in front, Zheng Xiaoru whispered to the officer beside him.

"According to the original plan, you will be directly responsible for the thirty people below. You must be clean and tidy. Once you see the signal to take action on the city wall, take action immediately and do not alert the military camp in front..."

Ten jars of wine, each jar weighs ten kilograms, and one hundred kilograms of pig head meat, all cut into large pieces, and the taste has been adjusted long ago.

When the Manchu shopkeeper looked at Zheng Xiaoru, there was finally a smile on his face. These days, he only needs to make this one transaction every day, and he earns enough money. Compared with beef, mutton, and pork head meat,

It is the cheapest, but as long as it tastes good, the officers and soldiers of the Manchu and Mongolian Banners love to eat it. Maybe these people have eaten too much beef and mutton and want to change their appetite.

The trolley was placed outside the shop, with all the liquor and pork head on it. The Manchu shopkeeper waved his hand to Zheng Xiaoru, indicating that the trolley could be returned early tomorrow morning. The shopkeeper would not wait and would be there right away.

It's time to close for a rest.

After walking out of the shop, Zheng Xiaoru looked at the temporary military camp not far away. There was a lot of light in that area. It seemed that the officers and sergeants of the Manchu Eight Banner and the Meng Eight Banner had not rested yet.

There is one thing that Zheng Xiaoru has never understood very well. They say that the Manchu and Mongolian Banners are extremely brave, but in Zheng Xiaoru's opinion, the military discipline and military regulations of the Manchu and Mongolian Banners' sergeants seem to be not very good. Compared with the Denglai New Army, they are in heaven.

In an underground, where does such an army's combat effectiveness come from?

The trolley was pushed towards the south gate, and the scent had already spread.

Thirty jars of white wine and thirty kilograms of pig head meat were put down from the cart. Two wooden tables had been placed in the direction of the corridor exit. The white wine and pig head meat were put on the wooden table. Thirty people filled the Eight Banners.

The officers and sergeants gathered around with smiles.

Seven people, including Zheng Xiaoru, each held a jar of wine and ten pounds of pig head meat, and walked towards the city wall.

There was no wooden table on the city wall, but wine jars and pig head meat were placed inside the watchtower. The surrounding fire was burning, making the entire watchtower bright and bright.

When the Manchu Eight Banner officers walked towards the arrow tower, they had a comfortable smile on their faces. The Manchu officers and sergeants scattered around the battlements all walked in the direction of the arrow tower.

A Manchu Eight Banners officer looked at Zheng Xiaoru who was waiting below the arrow tower and rarely spoke.

"Zheng Dong, you, come with me to the archery tower..."

Zheng Xiaoru quickly shook his head and pointed to the wall stacks not far ahead, indicating that he still wanted to patrol.

The Man Ba ​​Banner officer glared at Zheng Xiaoru, shook his head and headed towards the top of the archery tower.

In just a few minutes, all seventy Manchu Eight Banners officers and sergeants arrived at the top of the archery tower. Loud shouts and laughter came from the top of the archery tower...

Zheng Xiaoru couldn't help but clasped his hands together. The officer beside him was quite surprised and spoke in a low voice.

"General, what's wrong with you..."

Zheng Xiaoru came to her senses and shook her head at the officer beside her, indicating that there was nothing wrong with her.

Seeing the time passing by and getting closer and closer to the action, Zheng Xiaoru suddenly thought of Hanming Temple and the abbot Master Jue Yuan. When Master Jue Yuan taught him, he warned him to always encounter things that are difficult to make decisions.

, or when you are nervous, put your hands together and ask Bodhisattva for protection.

Twenty years have passed, and Zheng Xiaoru still can't help but clasp her hands when encountering a tense moment.

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In the temporary military tent, Liao Wenru looked serious.

The time to attack is Zi hour, and all the soldiers are ready.

As a cabinet minister, the governor of the left, and the chief military officer of the Denglai New Army, Liao Wenru participated in countless battles. He was present in every battle victory won by the Denglai New Army. But this time, Liao Wenru felt nervous.

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Every battle is a gamble, and the victory of every battle is not absolutely guaranteed.

There are too many unknown factors in this battle, whether the soldiers of Denglai's new army can successfully enter Liaoyang City, or whether the fighting in the city will encounter a lot of trouble.

Zheng Xiaoru has sent information that at three o'clock in the morning, his sergeants will completely control the south gate, and one hundred thousand soldiers of the Denglai New Army will enter Liaoyang City from the south gate and start fighting.

This battle is too critical. If the Eight Banners Army stationed in Liaoyang City can be completely wiped out, then the small court of the Later Jin Dynasty is destined to be completely wiped out.

However, this battle is destined to be an adventure, and it is an unprecedented risk.

If Zheng Xiaoru's operation fails, the 10,000 Denglai New Army soldiers will face great danger, and the attacking army led by Zu Dashou, Zu Kuan and others will also face unprecedented risks.

The arrow is on the string and has to be fired. Zheng Xiaoru will take action at the second quarter of Hai hour. He will take control of the south gate at the third quarter of Hai hour, which means that the fight has begun.

Liao Wenru could not send scouts to investigate. Time was urgent. It was too late to wait for the scouts to come and report the situation at the south gate. In other words, the army led by Zu Dashou, Zu Kuan and others would set off for Liaoyang City after Youshi.

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Liao Wenru vaguely regretted that Zheng Xiaoru should not have participated in such an important battle. He thought that Zheng Xiaoru and Wu Shojin were together, and with Wu Shojin's sophistication, they should be able to deal with various complex situations. Who knew that people were not as good as God, but Wu Shojin was actually

After being dispatched to Anshan City, Zheng Xiaoru stayed in Liaoyang.

There is also a disadvantage. If Zheng Xiaoru has 20,000 soldiers by his side, even if the operation is exposed, he can still support him desperately and wait for the army to arrive in Liaoyang City, but the strength of 10,000 soldiers is a bit weak.

Therefore, fighting is a gamble. You can never know what will happen in the next second.

There were footsteps outside the Chinese military tent.

Zu Dashou, Zu Kuan, Jin Guoqi, Jin Guochen, Jin Li and others entered the Chinese military tent one after another.

Everyone's expressions were serious. Everyone knew the importance of this battle and knew that they were about to take huge risks to enter Liaoyang City.

Liao Wenru looked at everyone, with a smile on his face.

"What's wrong, are you all nervous? There are still more than three hours before the war is about to begin. You are the core of many soldiers. If your serious face makes people feel nervous, then the many soldiers who follow you in the battle will

What should you think, they will be more nervous than you, okay, cheer up..."

Zu Dashou, who was standing at the front, grinned, and his smile was uglier than crying.

Liao Wenru shook his head helplessly and walked to Zu Dashou.

"General Zu, you are the vanguard commander of this battle. You must be alert. Your ancestral family is a family of military generals in Liaodong. They have fought with the Eight Banners Army of the Later Jin Dynasty for many years and are famous. Huang Taiji always wanted to recruit you back then.

I even promised to make you a king, but you didn't agree and still struggled with the Eight Banners Army of Hou Jin Dynasty. Based on this, I believe that you will be able to lead the soldiers to completely wipe out the Eight Banners Army in Liaoyang City..."

Zu Dashou's lips trembled slightly, he stood up straight, suddenly knelt down on one knee and gave Liao Wenru a military salute.
Chapter completed!