Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Chapter 1435: The Decisive Battle Begins

The Oirats began to fill in the trenches. This time they learned how to be smart. They came in groups, and each group consisted of only a hundred people.

"This is to consume our shells, interesting!"

Chen Dehui ordered: "I remember that the trench is within range, so let the good marksman come forward and fight!"

So behind the fence gathered the best shooters in the army, and they called them one by one.

"Boom!"

There was not much gunpowder smoke. Seeing the Wala man in front of the trench fell down with his chest covered and dragged back by the horse, the Ming army who fired the gun shouted triumphantly: "I hit it!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Gunshots rang out one after another, and the Oirats on the opposite side were obviously not prepared for this. When they saw their comrades being killed from a long distance, they immediately became a little timid.

So this team lost one-third of the Wala people, and after returning, they all had their heads beheaded in public.

"Go forward bravely, those who retreat will kill!"

So teams of Wala people rushed forward under the threat of being killed, and hurriedly threw sacks into the trench, and then the rest of them ran away in a hurry.

...

"This kind of operation can't fill the trenches today, so it's really prudent to take off the joy."

Fang Xing at the head of the city felt that this was not a bad idea. If the Wala people were willing to fill the trenches with corpses, then it was in line with his original intention.

But Tuo Huan had already dismounted, and made people camp on the spot.

After testing, Tuo Huan had given up his plan to take down the Tatar camp in one go, so he wanted to be safe.

The eyes of those nobles flickered, and they felt that if they were consumed like this, they might be...

And the Harlei man led his centurion around the front, reining in his horse from time to time to observe the Ming army.

Tuo Huan is happy to see this happen, which shows that the people of Halle are very cautious.

Those who are cautious and critical are the ones who buy.

This is what a businessman said. At that time, Tuo Huan was still young, but he always remembered it.

The gunfire in front was intermittent, and occasionally there would be a sudden burst, and then most of the teams that came back suffered heavy casualties.

In this way, when the sun was westward, the trench was mostly filled.

The Oirats withdrew their troops, and the trenches were full of corpses.

It is autumn now, if the corpses are left to rot in the sun...

The Kowara people left a team of more than 3,000 cavalry guards not far from the corpses.

"Uncle, most of them will use the opportunity of darkness to throw all those corpses into the ditch, so that they can directly attack tomorrow."

Lin Qun'an knew the Wala people's plan at a glance. He smiled and said, "Uncle, if we send troops at this moment, who would dare to stop us?"

Fang Xing shook his head and said: "It is not suitable to fight at night, there will be more corpses tomorrow, and we will deal with them together at that time."

Turning around, Fang Xing watched the smoke rising from inside the castle, and said with a smile, "This is the last safe meal for the Wala people, I hope Tuohuan can have a good appetite."

...

Tuo Huan's appetite was good, he grabbed a roast leg of lamb, tore it, swallowed it, and then swallowed it with a mouthful of milk wine.

After eating the leg of lamb, Tuo Huan picked up a towel and wiped his hands casually, then got up and walked out of the big tent.

The cooking smoke was faint, shrouding the sky above the camp.

Under the setting sun, the entire camp was illuminated with blood red, and two Oirats carried a corpse and passed by on the right, just blocking the setting sun that shone on the joy.

Tuo Huan instantly felt that darkness descended, but the two sergeants were shrouded in blood red.

Is this my subordinate?

That indifferent look happened to be the dark side in the eyes of Huan Huan, looking like a walking dead in hell.

Tuo Huan opened his mouth, wanting to curse, but he had no reason to do so. He could only watch the two Oirats bathed in blood and go away. They would carry the corpses outside the camp and bury them.

Under the setting sun, the two figures from behind looked extremely bleak...

A gust of autumn wind blew by, Tuo Huan shook his head suddenly, and then ordered: "Please prepare wine, everyone who will go to battle tomorrow, drink! Don't be afraid, the Ming army will never expect us to be like this tonight, go."

After Tuo Huan finished his orders, he walked alone in the camp with his hands behind his back. He thought a lot,

Thinking of his father Mahamu.

That's a bad luck hero! Heroes of the Oirats!

And his mother...

Tuo Huan looked at the distance in confusion, where the setting sun smudged the clouds into blood red.

...

Nature is the best painter. At this moment, Fang Xing was also watching the beautiful sunset from the top of the city. As for those Wala people who secretly wanted to continue filling the trench, he didn't take it to heart.

The setting sun was like blood, Fang Xing frowned for a while, then turned around, and ordered: "It is enough to keep an eye on them at night, they dare not attack Xinghe Fort, so Wu Yue and Chen De should strengthen their guard at night and wait for death."

Immediately, a scout came out of the castle to deliver an order. Fang Xing stared at the top of the city. Seeing the three thousand Wala men hesitated for a while and did not intercept him, Fang Xing smiled.

"The enemy army is already frightened, let's go, let's go back!"

Back at the residence, Fang Xing enthusiastically made a big bowl of soup and rice by himself.

There are quite a lot of side dishes inside, including shrimps, dried vegetables, bacon, dried plums, garlic sprouts... After cooking, add some lard and chili noodles and soy sauce to make a delicious meal.

For those who are unhappy in life, it is best to eat heavier food to make up for some shortcomings.

Fang Xing felt that he was very happy, but he still ate heartily.

After the meal, he didn't call the generals to discuss matters, because there was no need to do it, it would only make people nervous.

...

After a good night's sleep, in the early morning, when the sky was bright, Fang Xing appeared at the top of the city.

The ditch has been filled, and the corpses beside the ditch are gone. Needless to say, they were all thrown into the ditch as sacks by the Oirats.

Everyone was in place, and the Huotou army carried the burden and brought up the big buckets of breakfast.

Breakfast is noodles and two large potatoes for each person.

"Eat, eat hard, the warehouse is full of food, you can't finish it!"

There are only the shouts of the Huotou army on the top of the city. They will not go to the battlefield, but before the war, they also want these soldiers to relax.

So there is meat for breakfast, not a lot.

After eating breakfast in silence, the sky began to light up.

"Enemy scout!"

In the morning light, more than a hundred riders appeared in the distance.

Gradually, the Xiaguang appeared, and the Wala people of the brigade appeared bathed in the Xiaguang.

Fang Xing drank warm water, and said casually: "Today is the decisive battle, tell the brothers, recharge your batteries, wait for the order, and charge me out like a tiger descending the mountain. To his reward!"

"Rest in batches!"

As a result, half of the people on the top of the city were missing, and they all sat under the city, closing their eyes and meditating.

After all the Oirats appeared, Fang Xing roughly estimated the number of people, and said: "Ling Chen De and Wu Yue don't need to hold back today, Ben Bo will defeat the enemy in one battle!"

There is no need to keep your hands, that is to say, there is no need to save those ammunition, just fight, and there will naturally be supplies after the war.

Someone started to wave the flag, sending orders to the left and right camps through semaphore.

At this time, a rider came galloping from the far left, with dozens of riders chasing after him.

Fang Xing took a look and ordered: "Open the gate of the fort and let him enter the fort!"

Wang He said: "Uncle Xinghe, this will lead to a big battle."

Fang Xing glanced at him and said with a smile: "Am I afraid that he will take off his love? If he dares to come, I will accompany him!"

The gate of the fort opened wide, and more than a hundred cavalry rushed out.

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