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On the horizon, the sunset is picturesque.

Seeing the Tatars retreating, the Ming army on the city couldn't help but cheer.

The veterans had long been accustomed to this. They wiped off the blood on their gun heads and leaned against the wall, enjoying the last warmth of the setting sun.

The excitement of the new recruits could not be concealed at all.

What do you think of the Tatars? It turns out they are just like this, they don’t do it at all. Many people haven’t had enough of it.

Soon, the results of the battle were tallied up by the various governors.

The harvest from this battle in the evening was pretty good.

16 Tatar heads were killed, including 16 white-armored men, red-armored men, and nearly 80% real slaves, nearly a hundred people.

As for the Changsheng Battalion, 5 people were killed, 4 were seriously injured, and a dozen were slightly injured.

Except for a small number of cannon soldiers, Chen Zhong's main force did not directly participate in the battle, and the other cannon soldiers were all in the rear and suffered no casualties.

The casualties on the Changsheng Camp side were mostly from cannon soldiers, and only a few pike soldiers were slightly injured.

This was mainly caused by the casualties caused by the exchange of fire between the cannon soldiers and the Houjin archers during the process of carrying sandbags.

In such a narrow terrain, the sword and shield soldiers could not protect themselves well on the front line. Without protective support, the cannon soldiers would inevitably suffer casualties, and Li Yuanqing had no choice but to accept this.

Although there is no big harvest, mosquito meat is also meat. Today is only the first day, and more than 00 level Tatar heads have been recorded in the account, and real slaves account for most of them. Chen Zhong is in a very good mood.

Leaning on the city head under the setting sun, he glanced at the Houjin camp not far away and hummed a little tune comfortably.

For Li Yuanqing, all this had been expected and he was not very excited.

Staring at the ant-like figure of Hou Jin in the distance, Li Yuanqing narrowed his eyes slightly.

Hou Jin was too sensitive to casualties.

Even though Li Yuanqing was fully prepared, if there was a slight disturbance, these bastards could run faster than rabbits.

This is actually a characteristic of nomadic people.

Due to the environment in which they grew up, they have an instinctive awareness of crises. If the wind goes against them, they will swarm forward, everyone vying for the first place, for fear of being robbed of all the benefits by others. But once the wind goes against them, they will run faster than their livestock...

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In this state, unless the main force of Houjin is successfully encircled and they have no way to escape, it will be too difficult to severely damage the main force of Houjin on a large scale.

Even after the Eight Banners cavalry swept across the Central Plains, once the attack on Yangzhou City encountered a setback, even if there were hundreds or even less than a hundred casualties, the so-called elites of the Manchu Qing Dynasty would disperse in a rush.

But they have a certain strict military system. After being dispersed, they can quickly gather together and try again and again.

This way, they will always find the flaws of the Ming army.

Once they seize the flaw, they basically swarm forward, making it difficult for the Ming army to resist.

At this time, the sky had turned dark, and Chen Zhong said with a smile: "Yuan Qing, there are such sharp spearmen and cannon soldiers, so what if Huang Taiji has a red cannon? He still can't get up. Today

Tonight, we can let the sons and daughters have a good celebration."

Li Yuanqing nodded and said with a smile: "This is natural. However, Hou Jin is still besieging the city, so we must not be careless at all. Just eat well, and there is no need to drink wine."

"Um."

Chen Zhong nodded, "Yuan Qing, you are tired today, please rest here for a while. I will make arrangements."

Watching Chen Zhong leave in a hurry, Li Yuanqing leaned against the wall with a smile on his lips.

If an army wants to grow, the best way is to continuously accumulate honors. Don't think about it in the future. Right now, the Changsheng Battalion has done a good job in this regard, and everything is full of vitality.

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For dinner, Chen Zhong ordered people to kill ten sheep and give extra meals to his sons.

Although specifically speaking to the soldiers, the amount each received was not very large, but having a mouthful of mutton to eat was a great thing.

This was the property of the Fuzhou Tatars before, and was divided equally between Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong.

These ten sheep came from Chen Zhong's private property. He had no chance to contribute on the battlefield today, so he spent a little more on his property.

Li Yuanqing understood Chen Zhong's intentions, and with the relationship between the two of them, he would not get entangled in such a small matter.

After having a sumptuous meal of roast mutton with the two supervisors, and discussing how to report his merits to the court today, Li Yuanqing returned to his tent a little tired.

Although today's victory was achieved by the Changsheng Battalion, Li Yuanqing and Chen Zhong shared the victory equally.

There are hundreds of Tatar heads per person. Although it is not many, it is enough for Chen Zhong to touch the throne of the general.

There are still about a hundred Tatar heads left, which is enough for Li Yuanqing to get the throne of deputy general.

This is a matter of great joy to everyone.

Chen Zhong felt guilty and felt it was inappropriate, but Li Yuanqing refused to give him a chance to make ink marks. Chen Zhong had no choice but to go to vigil tonight to let Li Yuanqing rest.

In the big tent, staring at the huge map of Liaohai, Li Yuanqing was not overly excited about winning the battle.

Judging from the current situation, even though Huang Taiji had more than 50 Niu Lu and red cannons to assist him, he didn't have much to do in the face of Fuzhou City's iron-clad defense.

Li Yuanqing was not afraid of confronting him at all.

According to this situation, unless the Jin army dispatched more than 10,000 troops at once to attack the city from all sides, Li Yuanqing might feel some pressure.

But to the extent that Jin will bear casualties in the future, this possibility is almost zero.

Although Li Yuanqing was the best stepping stone for Huang Taiji, he accidentally broke his leg and even broke his waist for this stepping stone. It was obvious that the gain outweighed the loss.

For Li Yuanqing, being able to destroy Huang Taiji was definitely a great achievement that could cover the sky and the sun. It was an epic victory for the Chinese nation as well. Unfortunately, the current state was not realistic at all.

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It is not difficult for a young Chuanghuang to perform Tai Chi, but it is almost impossible to make him stumble, missing an arm or breaking a leg.

Staring at the south of Fuzhou City, Li Yuanqing's eyes finally landed on Jinzhou.

At this time, Li Yuanqing was not afraid of Huang Taiji's attack on Fuzhou, but he was afraid that this idiot would have his own evil intentions and go to Jinzhou to get Zhang Pan for surgery.

This is not because Li Yuanqing looked down on Zhang Pan and thought that Zhang Pan could not withstand the offensive of the Jin army. It was just that although Zhang Pan was brave, his rule still followed the traditional military system of the Ming Dynasty, with servants as the main force and firearms.

Didn't keep up.

The most important thing is that this guy has a bad temper. Facing an old fox like Huang Taiji, Li Yuanqing really felt worried for him.

However, the three parts of southern Liaoning are one and the same. Once there is a problem in Jinzhou, the situation of Fuzhou City must also be reconsidered.

But there is a big war here, so it makes no sense to let Zhang Pan defend Lushun alone...

After thinking for a long time, Li Yuanqing rubbed his temples tiredly, lay down on the simple bed, and thought deeply.

Liaonan is just a small chess game, while the world is a big chess game.

He, Li Yuanqing, is not a saint. There are too many things for him to cover.

When things come to this, we can only take one step at a time.

Even if something unexpected happens, Li Yuanqing must first put the interests of his Changsheng Camp headquarters first.

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In the early morning, the morning sun was rising, and the sunlight warmed the side wall of the tent. Li Yuanqing woke up from his sleep instinctively.

Even though he suffered from insomnia last night, the habit he had developed over the years still prevented him from staying in a comfortable and warm bed.

After a brief wash, Li Yuanqing went straight to the city gate, and happened to encounter Chen Zhong emerging from the city gate building.

Seeing Li Yuanqing, Chen Zhong couldn't help but smile, "Yuanqing, why don't you sleep a little longer? It's still early."

Li Yuanqing smiled and said, "Brother, I can't sleep. How was the situation last night? Did the Tatars take any action?"

Chen Zhong glanced at the Houjin camp not far away and said with a smile: "There are not many abnormalities in the Tatars. However, I estimate that Huang Taiji suffered such a big loss yesterday, and he will definitely not give up today. Let's clear the sand as soon as possible.

The bags should be piled up first to prepare for the Tatar's red artillery attack."

Li Yuanqing nodded, "Yes. The bags of sand and soil are on top of the city. Let the auxiliary soldiers start working first. After finishing the work, go to eat."

Chen Zhong smiled and said, "I'll make arrangements right away."

Watching Chen Zhong leave in a hurry, Li Yuanqing stood on the top of the city, observing the Houjin camp not far away.

After winning the battle yesterday, the alert level on Chen Zhong's side was slightly relaxed. It's not that he was relaxed, but he was on duty for the first half of the night, and his leader Chen Changyou was on duty for the second half of the night.

This way, both of them can have some rest time, ensuring that they have enough energy during the daytime battle.

It was the same situation when Li Yuanqing was on night duty. Huang Guoshan and Kong Youde took turns taking turns to ensure that they were alert during the day.

Although it was only early in the morning at this time, probably less than seven o'clock, there was already obvious mobilization in the Houjin camp, with people roaring and horses roaring, and smoke and dust billowing.

From the looks of it, Huang Taiji wants to regain his position today.

Around him, the auxiliary soldiers had begun to pile up sandbag walls. Chen Zhong also walked back, staring at the Jin Army's artillery camp not far away and said: "Yuan Qing, we can't let these idiots keep bombarding us. Find an opportunity.

, let’s take out the Tatar artillery camp first.”

Li Yuanqing nodded, "This is a big threat, but there are heavy troops around the artillery camp. There is no rush now. Let them struggle for a few days."

Chen Zhong nodded, "Then let Gouri feel comfortable for a few days first. Yuan Qing, guess how many heads we will have in our account today?"
To be continued...