My death is enough!

"General, I obey!" Luo Yanjun shouted loudly, turned the long knife in his hand, forced the enemy in front of him to retreat, and then shouted: "Brothers from Luo Ziying, follow me to kill people!"

The bloody color of the battlefield saturated the entire Wu Jing camp in an instant.

Killing cry, death, blood, soil, determination, a world, blurring the dividing line between life and death.

At this time, the bloody color of the battlefield did not seem to affect the beautiful scenery more than thirty miles away.

Today, the sunshine in Liaodong is exceptionally warm.

Xiong Tingbi stood on the high ground of Hupi Post while riding his horse, looking into the distance and remaining silent for a while.

"Sir, part of Shenyang City's troops went to Wujing camp, and the other part went to Fushun, and the remaining ones will definitely not exceed 30,000," Zu Dashou urged beside Xiong Tingbi:

"The last general suggested that we send out troops immediately and lead more than 50,000 troops to capture the city of Shenyang in one fell swoop. As long as Shenyang is in hand, we will also achieve a complete victory this time when we send troops to destroy the gold!"

The implication is that it doesn't matter how many people die, as long as the result is achieved.

Obviously, everyone in Hupiyi has received the news that Wu Jingying is being violently attacked by Houjin Jurchen.

But after the initial panic, Xiong Tingbi, Zu Dashou and others discussed: No more splitting of troops for rescue! It doesn't matter whether Wu Jing Camp is alive or dead, and once the Jurchens attack Wu Jing Camp, it means that Shenyang's troops will be reduced. So, in

After hesitating for a few breaths, Xiong Tingbi planned to abandon the more than 10,000 soldiers and horses in Wu Jing camp, and directly set off with the army, preparing to attack Shenyang City!

At the same time, he ordered Qin Erbao, who was far away in Fengji Fort, to immediately lead the army to join Hupiyi, and the two parties headed directly towards Shenyang.

Taking Shenyang City is inevitable!

"Where are Qin Erbao and Lu Xiangsheng?" Xiong Tingbi did not answer Zu Dashou's words, but asked about Qin Erbao's movements.

"Fengji Fort is only a few dozen miles away from Shenyang. Once Qin Erbao gets the news, he will definitely arrive within half an hour," Zu Dashou said, as if to reassure Xiong Tingbi, adding: "When Duke Lang was here Liao, once set a thirty-mile journey, the entire army cannot march for more than an hour, but the battalion led by Qin Erbao has always completed the goal ahead of schedule, so you can rest assured!"

Phew!!!

Looking at Shenyang City in the distance, which was as silent as an abyss, Xiong Tingbi suppressed the uneasiness in his heart: "Send the commander's military order to all the armies and battalions. The target is Shenyang City!"

As Xiong Tingbi's military order was issued, the entire Yi Liao army began to act from the bottom up.

Each battalion is organized step by step, with generals, deputy generals, guerrillas, garrison officers, thousands of officers, hundreds of officers, general flags, and small flags.

All of them led their infantry and marched towards the target according to the battle plan drawn up before the war.

Yuan Chonghuan followed Xiong Tingbi not far away. At this moment, the inspector's face was unusually embarrassed, as he had been since last night.

No!

It started when the army occupied Liaoyang City.

The entire Ming army seems to be being led by the nose.

It was Hou Jin who took the initiative to withdraw when he sent troops to occupy Haizhou Guard.

In Liaoyang City, the Jurchens had almost no damage.

Hupiyi, Wujingying, Fengjibao, there is no obstruction, just drive straight in.

To this day, the missing group of scouts has not been found. In other words, there is still a group of Jurchen soldiers lurking beside the Ming army. I don’t know where they are.

Now, almost driven, Xiong Tingbi made a hasty decision to attack Shenyang City.

Riding on his horse and reviewing the military decision-making process over the past few days, Yuan Chonghuan almost felt bursts of absurdity.

The original step-by-step, step-by-step, and slowly planned strategy was abandoned for some unknown reason almost as soon as we crossed the Liao River.

It seems that Duke Lang’s plan was forgotten by Xiong Tingbi.

The entire army seemed to be pinched by the throat by the Jurchens, unable to control themselves.

Xu Xu!!!

Gently reining in the reins, Yuan Chonghuan stopped and continued to step forward. This newly-minted civil servant in Liaodong looked at the blurry Xiongcheng in the distance, feeling flustered for a while. Outside Shenyang City, there was a vast plain. Is it possible that the Ming army was going to have sex with women here? A real showdown?

Cavalry duel?

Even if Duke Lang is here, he won't be so arrogant, right?

"The battlefield here is a desperate one!"

Yuan Chonghuan shook his head and was about to step forward with a whip to stop Xiong Tingbi's marching order.

The next second, on the west side of the Chinese army, there were sounds of shaking on the ground.

Yuan Chonghuan subconsciously turned his head to look.

The moment his eyes met, Yuan Chonghuan knew who the missing group of scouts was.

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