Chapter 210 Flying pigeon delivers a letter, please give me your monthly ticket

Qiu Minyang was always on the wall, with a sword on his waist. He groaned while listening to the voice on the radio, and the veins in his hand holding the sword hilt popped out.

"Your Majesty is wise!"

A group of Ningyuan soldiers on the city wall looked at the noisy Royal Army soldiers below, their eyes almost dripping with envy.

The treatment of the emperor's own army, coupled with the emperor's statement, it is worth dying. If you can join the Royal Army, they will want to join even if they send money.

The broadcast was cut off amid a rustle, and Chongzhen's words had ended.

Sun Chuanting stood on the wall and was about to speak when the guard came over with a piece of paper copying the telegram.

"General, this is the material your Majesty airdropped this time."

Sun Chuanting took it and saw that there were 10,000 sets of one-size-fits-all stab-proof clothing, which could withstand sword penetration. There were also 10,000 sets of protective gear and ten days' worth of military rations.

The gunpowder and shells had been delivered a day ago, so the airdrop supplement this time was just protective gear and backup supplies.

The soldiers below knew that Chongzhen had cut off the broadcast and became even more noisy. Everyone needed to vent their emotions at this moment, so the chief officer did not stop.

"Company Commander, I don't want this board anymore. With His Majesty's golden words, my death will be worth it."

“Get out of here you fucking thing, pretend to be alive, what are you going to do if you can live and die?

Your Majesty's brother is Governor Lu, and General Sun and the others wear them, do you wear them?"

"Li Gui, if you want to have a brotherly relationship with His Majesty, you don't have to dream like this, right?

When the time comes, I have to watch you, don't even think about getting hurt, brothers, remember this! When Li Gui fights with others, you have to help him."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Xing Feiyue listened to the ridicule around him, because the tension before the war was completely calmed down. He looked in the direction of the capital and secretly gritted his teeth.

In this battle, I must get a title to go back to, and then upgrade him to three or four levels to become a regiment leader.

On the city wall, Sun Chuanting looked at the time and saw that it was already seven o'clock sharp. There was only one hour left before departure.

"All of you! Stand at attention!"

"Brush! Step!"

The sound of whistling leather boots rubbing against the ground made a violent sound. Ningyuan's guards had seen this kind of action many times.

"Gentlemen, the decisive battle! From now on, it officially begins!

Each group should pay attention to distribute the latest supplies and according to the instructions, all groups should wear them within half an hour.

At 7:30, we started eating, resting, taking photos and handing them over to the regiment headquarters.

If you haven't written a suicide note, write it as soon as possible. Remember to write down your parents and brothers clearly, so that you won't find out after you die that His Majesty wants to recognize you as his brother, but he can't find you."

The serious atmosphere was broken by Sun Chuanting's words. The soldiers who laughed out loud felt warm in their hearts and began to move towards the supply points in order.

Sun Chuanting also took off his general uniform at the gate tower, put on a training uniform, and then began to arrange his armed belt.

The armed belt is divided into a fixed ammunition bag, a hemostatic bandage area, and a grenade bag, which makes it easier for soldiers to take out things.

"Master Sun, why don't you stay behind? Governor Hong is not taking the lead.

There is no eye for swords on this battlefield. If you have three advantages and two disadvantages, and there is no one to command the Royal Army, wouldn't it mean that Jiannu got an advantage in vain?"

Qiu Minyang, who followed Sun Chuanting into the city gate tower, saw that Sun Chuanting was dressed like an ordinary soldier and quickly advised him.

"The Royal Army is a force commanded by different leadership concepts. They will not be left without a leader because of the death of their general.

If I, the army commander, dies, there will still be a brigade commander, a chief of staff, and a regiment commander.

Level one level, even if they are all dead, His Majesty can still directly command to the company level, that is, the hundred-household level unit.

Therefore, my life or death is not important to the Royal Army, but my retreat is a drag on the morale of the Royal Army, and I have betrayed His Majesty's trust."

Sun Chuanting said while wearing a steel helmet. In fact, he didn't say anything else, that is, he just went to the front line to shoot in person.

When it comes time to fight, he doesn't have much chance, and the guard platoon will probably not be slow to grab the head.

After Chongzhen's airdrop was completed, they would not be able to meet the troops who established the slave system. By then, he would only be slightly injured. With the help of Chongzhen's magical medicine, he would not be able to die even if he wanted to.

Holding a flintlock gun in his hand and dressed as a sergeant, Sun Chuanting rushed to the Red Dragon Regiment and joined Cao Bianjiao.

"General, the entire regiment has been sorted out. Here are your stab-proof clothing and protective gear."

"Well, let the brothers start eating. We will set off on time at eight o'clock sharp."

"yes!"

Sun Chuanting took off the armed belt he had just put on, put on stab-proof clothing, took out a knife and stabbed himself hard, feeling a burst of pain.

"Hey, this hurts even if it's not punctured."

After putting away the knife, Sun Chuanting was quite satisfied with the effect of the stab-resistant suit. He reinstalled his armed belt and accepted the self-heating rice handed over by the guard.

Looking at the sky, it was already bright. Sun Chuanting squinted his eyes slightly. The orange sunlight was like blood.

It confirms that a bloody battle is about to take place in Jinzhou that will shock the Ming Dynasty. This bloody battle will turn into rivers of blood.

Only this time, the blood that was shed was no longer the blood of Ming military households.

The Jiannu camp on the other side.

Huang Taiji was also facing the sun, feeling a little irritated and unable to get rid of it.

His years as a commander have made him feel the danger.

"Your Majesty, Prince Su wishes to see you."

"Let him come over."

Huangtaiji heard the voice, came to his senses and gave orders. Hauge, who was outside asking for a meeting, heard the summons and came in, saluting Huangtaiji who had returned to his tent.

"Amma, a message came from Shanhaiguan flying pigeon. Sun Chuanting, the chief soldier of the Royal Army of the Ming Dynasty, passed through Shanhaiguan last night and should have arrived in Ningyuan by now."

"What? What day did Sun Chuanting leave?"

Huang Taiji was shocked when he heard the news. When the Royal Army went out for the expedition, they did not say that Sun Chuanting was there, and the news from the capital was that Sun Chuanting would guard the capital.

"I don't know. According to the news sent back, they came here this time using a strange iron cart, and it ran much faster than horses."

"What nonsense! I think they can only talk nonsense about how they can run faster than horses without being driven by oxen and horses.

There are also iron cars that are more than ten meters long and three or four meters high. I think they are really getting more and more outrageous."

"Amma, do you really think they are nonsense?"

After hearing Hauge's words, Huangtaiji also choked. Although the walkie-talkie on the table was out of power, Huangtaiji never threw it away. He would look at this magical thing every day.

But according to the description, the iron car was beyond his understanding, so he changed the topic.

"If Sun Chuanting has really arrived, it means that Chongzhen's son can no longer support himself in the Ming Dynasty, and there must be a new source of fire within the Ming Dynasty.

He wants to change coaches on the spot and end this battle as soon as possible. This is the opportunity we have been waiting for."

"Amma, so we can prepare for a general attack?"

Hauge was a little excited. He spent time here with the Ming army every day, waiting for the Ningyuan Royal Army to move, which made him very uncomfortable.

"No, we still have to delay them. The Royal Army is huddled in Ningyuan, probably waiting for Sun Chuanting?

Strange, so to speak, the Royal Army knew about the arrangements before setting off?

Could it be said that Chongzhen's son, a thousand-mile megaphone, can really speak a thousand miles?"

Huang Taiji suddenly caught this inspiration and immediately thought that Chongzhen might be able to directly contact the front line.

"Amma, if this is true, does it mean that Hong Chengchou is also connected with Chongzhen's child?

But it's useless, Chongzhen's son can't see the front line. It's better for us to give random orders."

"That's right.

After Sun Chuanting arrived, it was estimated that the Royal Army would set off tomorrow at the latest. According to their marching speed, they would reach Tashan tomorrow night.

In this way, we must form a frontal formation to attract their attention and prevent them from appearing afraid to come."

As Huang Taiji said this, he glanced at the intercom on the table again, feeling a little more hot in his heart.

While he was talking, Fan Wencheng rushed over.

"Your Majesty, I would like to send my regards to your Majesty. Long live my Emperor. Long live your Majesty."

"Prince Su is here too. His Majesty is a thousand years old."

"Mr. Fan is alive."

After letting Fan Wencheng sit down at the next table, Huang Taiji handed Fan Wencheng the contents of Fei Ge's message.

"Mr. Fan, this is the letter that came from Guanhai this morning."

"I'll take a look first."

After Fan Wencheng received the letter, he read it carefully, then stroked his beard and thought.

"Your Majesty, this is good news.
To be continued...