In the ice and snow, Ning Haijun's black clothes, black armor and black flag are very recognizable.

"One, two, one!"

There were thunderous footsteps behind Jiannu, and the ground shook slightly. Ning Haijun's three reorganized capital divisions and more than 20,000 infantry troops had appeared on the horizon, like a torrent of steel, rushing towards this direction from far to near.

Come.

The artillery at the front was still the one that Jiannu hated and feared. After fighting for so long, they actually did not suffer much loss. The artillery shells that were originally lacking were supplemented by the rear, but there were more, especially the three-inch artillery.

Twenty-four had been increased to thirty-six, and more than 2,500 shells were fired, which was enough for Cheng Shijie to fight another decisive battle.

Ning Haijun's black flags were hunting and flying, and their morale was like a rainbow.

Huang Taiji looked at the Ming army infantry who appeared behind him, with bitterness on his face: "It's over, what should we do now?"

Cheng Shijie smiled lightly and said: "Hey, I finally caught up. It's not easy."

Shang Keyi showed a smile: "My Ming Dynasty has been fighting Jiannu for so many years, but this is probably the first time I have surrounded Jiannu, right?"

Li Weiluan nodded and said: "Yes, before this, only Jiannu surrounded us."

"That's because they didn't meet me. If they had met me, they would have been surrounded long ago!"

Cheng Shijie said with a relaxed smile: "When you meet me, Jiannu still wants to fight in a down-to-earth manner?"

Cheng Shijie's greatest contribution to Ning Haijun was actually not to invent a few pieces of equipment, nor to transform and invent the Thunder Gun, but to provide Ning Haijun with adequate wages.

The Jurchens all boasted: "If there are not even ten thousand Jurchens, they are invincible!"

But in fact, the Ming Dynasty did not have enough pay, but it was invincible if it had enough pay.

Just like in the Battle of Daling River, although the Ming Dynasty lost more than 60,000 troops, Jiannu himself knew very well that although they won this battle, they did not take any advantage.

The troops under Zu Dashou's command, but Jian Nu, who did not surrender until more than half of them starved to death, and Lu Xiangsheng's Tianxiong Army, were only raised by a civil servant who did not like money, using the financial resources of the three palaces.

An army.

Similarly, the three strong Sichuan armies in the late Ming Dynasty were even worse equipped than the rogue bandits. The same was true for Sun Chuanting's Qin army.

As long as they can provide the Ming army with enough food and grass like Cheng Shijie, they can defeat the slaves even with inferior swords and guns.

"Cheng Shuai, I am willing to take the lead!"

"Cheng Shuai, the last general is willing to take the lead!"

Cheng Shijie shook his head and said: "There is no rush for now. Let's set up camp first. Jian Nu has already killed horses to satisfy their hunger. When they are hungry for a few more days until they are blinded by hunger, we will launch a general attack again!"

After listening to Cheng Shijie's words, the generals were no longer anxious.

Attacking the Jiannu camp now is expected to be an extremely brutal battle. Knowing clearly that the Jiannu have no food and grass, and have already killed horses to satisfy their hunger, in this environment, siege is the most labor-saving and cost-effective

method.

Wu Sangui is not in the limelight now. He flatters Cheng Shijie so much that he shamelessly wants to recognize Cheng Shijie as his adoptive father.

After hearing this, Cheng Shijie stared at Wu Sangui with a puzzled look on his face and said, "Uncle Chang, how old are you this year?"

Wu Sangui said: "Nineteen years old, weak crown!"

"I am thirty-six years old this year!"

Cheng Shijie said: "Don't mention this matter again!"

Wu Sangui had no choice but to retreat angrily.

In the evening, Sun Chengzong and Sun Zhiman actually arrived at the front line.

"Teacher, why are you here?"

"Why can't I come to such a grand event?"

"Your body!"

"I've never had a sword!"

Sun Chengzong went to a high place to look at the enemy camp, but he saw bonfires dotted as densely as stars, piles covering the earth, horns desolate, horses honking in the wind, and it was a spectacular scene. He looked at this scene, his mood was agitated, and he chanted softly: "

When I was drunk, I looked at the sword with the light on, and dreamed back to the Horn Company camp...it was really...magnificent!"

Cheng Shijie smiled and said: "Huang Taiji probably wouldn't have thought that last year he besieged Dalinghe City with his troops, and this year I would retaliate with him!"

"Not only did he not expect it, I didn't even expect it!"

Sun Chengzong sighed: "If this enemy army can be annihilated, even if only half of them are annihilated, Jiannu will be exhausted, and the Ming Dynasty can take a breath and concentrate on dealing with those rogue bandits."

Cheng Shijie smiled and said: "Teacher, why do you sound like you are talking about rogue bandits being more difficult to deal with than slaves?"

Sun Chengzong looked at Cheng Shijie and said, "Do you think rogue bandits are easy to deal with?"

"Of course!"

"Master, I don't think so!"

Sun Chengzong smiled bitterly and said: "No matter how ferocious the slave slaves are, they only have a population of more than one million and hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers. As long as the Ming Dynasty can use its strength in one place, it is not difficult to deal with them. But these rogue bandits, they number in the millions.

, just like locusts, they swarm everywhere and eat up the whole place, killing one group after another. They can’t be killed, and I don’t know how long it will take to pacify them!”

"Rogue bandits are not difficult to deal with!"

Cheng Shijie said with a smile: "Liaodong is fertile and wild for thousands of miles, and the land is vast and sparsely populated. There are more than 100 million acres of fertile land. As long as the slaves are eliminated, the refugees are moved to Liaodong, and each person is given 180 acres of land, and we provide them with farm tools and seeds."

All problems are solved!”

Sun Chengzong smiled bitterly and said: "Destroying Jiannu? Easier said than done!"

“What’s so difficult about destroying the Jiannu slaves?”

Cheng Shijie said confidently: "As long as the court doesn't make trouble, in three to five years, I will be able to wipe out Jiannu myself."

"The difficulty is that there are always people who will try their best to cause trouble with you!"

Sun Chengzong had a deep understanding of this. When he was in charge of Liaodong, he adopted a fortress strategy and focused on blockade. He finally surrendered several million taels of silver and finally obtained more than 500,000 dan of farmland and grain harvest. However, in

At this time, the eunuchs cooperated with the Donglin Party to plan the defeat of Liuhe and drove him home from the court.

After Sun Chengzong resigned, everything he did was in vain.

Fortunately, thanks to the great blessing of the Ming Dynasty, Cheng Shijie was born.

Thinking of this, Sun Chengzong looked at Cheng Shijie.

His eyes seemed to have traveled through a thousand years of time and space. At that time, Chen Qingzhi, the famous general of Nanliang, was also a late bloomer. Chen Qingzhi had never led an army. When he led the army for the first time, he put down the rebellion in Xuzhou of Nanliang. The Liang army conquered fifty-two cities in total and captured seven men and women.

Fifteen thousand people. After that, Chen Qingzhi was transferred to the East Palace Zhige and was given the title of Guanzhong Marquis.

That year, Chen Qingzhi was forty-one years old.

The same was true for Cheng Shijie, who had always been unknown until he was promoted by Sun Yuanhua to guard the Ning Navy, and then he came to prominence. The more he fought, the more brave he became. He went from being penniless to being well-known all over the world in just one year.

Huang Taiji, like Sun Chengzong, also looked outside the tent at the densely packed bonfires of the Ming army and the company camps like stars. His heart was filled with despair.

If he hadn't thought he was smart, if he hadn't wanted to kill someone with a borrowed knife, this battle would not have been fought. Of course, Daikin would not have suffered such a disastrous defeat.

They have been without food for many days now, and their horses are exhausted.

How to fight this battle?

Huang Taiji didn't think of a good way.

If God could give him a batch of food and grass to allow the elite Eight Banners to recharge their batteries, it would not take long, only three to five days, and he would have absolute confidence to fight the Ming Dynasty to the end.

"King Khan, I'm so happy!"

Fan Wencheng held a piece of paper and said with joy: "King Khan is very happy!"

"I'm so happy!"

Huang Taiji thought Fan Wencheng was flattering him.

But the problem was that Fan Wencheng handed the note to Huang Taiji.

Huang Taiji glanced at it hastily and saw that it read: "Is Baiyintu here?"

Aixinjueluo Baiyintu, the third son of Duyi Kongbele Bayala, the nephew of Nurhachi, the ancestor of the Qing Dynasty, and the Qing clan member, Duoluobele.

He is the capital and deputy flag leader of the Xianghuang Banner. He is under Hauge. Because he is a member of the clan, he is deeply trusted by Huang Taiji. This is important. What is more important is that Baiyintu took Huang Taiji to the seven troops in Shenyang.

The eleven Niu Lu were the last reinforcements of Jiannu.

"God bless you!"

Huang Taiji breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!