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Hauge smiled.

He knew that this was his seventh uncle who was going to take the exam and give him some advice.

To a certain extent, although Hauge somewhat...somewhat looked down upon his seventh uncle's background, Hauge still admired Abatai's wisdom, especially his ingenuity on the battlefield.

Especially at this time, Hauge had to make good use of this good relationship with Abatai.

After pondering for a moment, Hauge said with a confident smile: "Uncle Qi. At this time, we, the warriors of Daikin, are at the upper wind, while Minggou is at the lower wind. Although we seem to have all the advantages, this poisonous

Smoke can hurt people, but it can also hurt ourselves. Especially our warriors, who have just dealt with Minggu's artillery, must need time to rest and recuperate. It is unwise to rush to attack at this time."

Abata couldn't help but smile and nodded.

Although the young master Hauge has a bad temper, he is not bad in nature, especially his confident and unruly attitude, which seems to make Abatai see his young self again.

On Huang Taiji's side...

Abatai knew that it would be difficult for him to gain much, but~, if he had a good relationship with Hauge, it would not be a bad thing for him and his descendants.

After a moment, Abatai smiled again and said: "Hauge, that's the case, then~~, in your opinion, how should I choose the sharpness of my big gold in the next step?"

At this time, Hauge had already touched some of his seventh uncle's connections, and his mind was already spinning rapidly.

But Hauge also knew that with his experience and wisdom, it would be difficult for him to be his seventh uncle's opponent, but this was a good opportunity for him to improve!

Especially in this kind of war, this will be an important foundation for him to stand on in the future.

Thinking about it, Hauge adopted the safest explanation and hurriedly explained carefully: "Uncle Qi, from my nephew's point of view, our Dajin Fengrui has already gained all the advantages at this time. Ming Gou is too tired to cope with it.

We have already fallen into chaos. We can continue to increase the poisonous smoke offensive, let our warriors rest for a quarter of an hour, or half an hour, and then work together to defeat the Ming Dog camp!"

Abata couldn't help laughing.

He glanced at Hauge approvingly, patted his shoulder heavily, and said with a smile: "Hauge, your plan is very safe! If it is in a normal state, this will be the best choice! However, at this time

, this sound strategy is bound to cause a lot of casualties to our warriors. Uncle Qi will teach you another trick today! See how to achieve the most effective results at the lowest cost!"

"Well?"

Hauge did not expect that Abatai actually had a backup plan at this time, and he was even more impressed. He hurriedly smiled respectfully and said: "My nephew must be all ears, wait and see!"

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At this time, as the north wind slowed down slightly, and the Ming army camp also slightly adapted to the rhythm of the poisonous smoke, the entire Ming army line, although still looking a bit chaotic, could barely maintain the rhythm.

It's not like the war hasn't started yet, but it has already collapsed due to the poisonous smoke.

In the Guan Ning army formation, on the high command platform.

Governor Yuan's face was already ashen, and he covered his mouth and nose heavily with a wet cloth in his hand.

I don't know whether he was smoked or was angered by Hou Jinjun's methods.

However~, even though he was extremely unhappy, Governor Yuan had no chance of getting angry at this time.

He already had a very bad premonition in his heart!

These dog Tartars actually did not take advantage of the offensive of the poisonous smoke to pursue the victory. This~, this is obviously not in line with the temperament of these dog tartars!

But since they did this, it means... they must have a more fierce and fierce back-up plan!

In fact, Governor Yuan was very clear about this situation.

The Ming army was at a disadvantage and was already at a natural passive disadvantage. If the poisonous smoke continued, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The best way at this time is to use cavalry to quickly rush into the battle formation of these dog Tatars from both wings and defeat their poisonous smoke offensive.

With the strength of the Zu Dashou Division and nearly ten thousand elite cavalry, it is not too difficult to accomplish this.

But~~, Governor Yuan did not dare to make such a choice at this time.

At this time~, the nearly 10,000 Guanning cavalry under Zu Dashou's command are already the last trump card of Governor Yuan. If he releases this trump card at this time, Governor Yuan really can't imagine that if there are still dog Tatars behind him.

Backhand, he, how on earth is he going to deal with it!

At this time, Governor Yuan finally understood how intense it was to fight against the main force of the Hou Jin Army!

He finally understood what kind of opponents Li Yuanqing had faced over the years...

But who is Governor Yuan?

Python robe, jade belt, emperor sword plus body!

The emperor came in person to supervise the battle!

This is almost the highest honor for a minister!

How could he, a dignified official of the imperial court, be willing to admit defeat to a despicable man like Li Yuanqing?

Even Li Yuanqing, the most despicable mud-legged man, can deal with these dog Tatars. Could it be that, with the advantage of the right time, place and people, he, Governor Yuan, can't compare to Li Yuanqing?

"Steady! Steady! Must be steady!"

Governor Yuan couldn't help but think silently in his heart, "The fact that the Tatars did not take advantage of the victory at this time shows that they are very tired from the artillery fire just now. They must take time to rest. At this time, God is also helping the Ming Dynasty and helping me, Yuan."

Man! The north wind is no longer so strong. Even if these dog Tatars fan themselves desperately, the poisonous smoke is already much smaller than before."

"As long as we stabilize our position first and avoid the invasion of these poisonous smoke. When these dog Tatars come up, the Ming Dynasty's advanced firearms will definitely inflict a painful blow to them! At that time, let Mangui, Zu Dashou and the others use their spirit to

How can these dog-Tatars remain undefeated if they are ridden in from both wings?"

Governor Yuan kept thinking in his mind, and his eyes became firmer.

He hurriedly greeted the soldiers around him and continued to issue orders to the front, so that the soldiers in front must stick to their positions and there must be no mistakes!

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At this time~, the time has come to around ten o'clock in the morning.

The Hou Jin Army's poisonous smoke offensive has lasted for less than half an hour, and the entire world has been enveloped in an unspeakable stench.

Even if they were several miles behind and under the guard of honor of Huang Taiji upwind, they could not avoid it.

Of course, this place is much better than the main attack area of ​​the Ming army's battle formation.

The source of these foul-smelling poisonous smoke was the human and animal excrement collected by Abatai's men from the counties, towns, and villages captured by the Ming army along the way.

After drying, a large amount of arsenic ~ frost poison ~ medicine was added.

Even though it is not as direct as the effect of gold juice, the real effect is much more widespread than that of gold needles.

To a certain extent, Huang Taiji was actually unwilling, and Abatai chose this somewhat extreme method in this kind of battle.

This is certainly not for the sake of face.

The key is~, this kind of poisonous smoke can hurt others as well as yourself. Even if the warriors of Daikin are in the upper wind, it is difficult to escape.

If by any chance this thing causes a plague, then~ it’s definitely not a joke!

Fortunately, Abatai had already made preparations. Not only had he prepared a large amount of wet cloths, but in the camp behind him, his servants had already prepared a large number of cauldrons of 'antidote'.

It is mainly composed of ginger slices, pears, and various heat-clearing and detoxifying things. As soon as the war eases slightly, it will be given to the warriors at the front to drink.

Moreover, Abatai also prepared a large amount of quicklime for disinfection.

This made Huang Taiji feel a little relieved.

Of course, Huang Taiji also understood Abatai's thoughts very well.

This time, the main force of Dajin is besieging the capital on such a large scale, and its core is nothing more than seeking wealth and showing off.

In fact, Huang Taiji himself did not dare to think that they could really conquer the capital city of the Ming Dynasty.

But at this time~, the situation actually developed so smoothly...

This also gave Huang Taiji a hint of... a hint of ambition that was a little too huge!

Even if this is the case, he is naturally willing to give Abate this opportunity!

After all, he is the real Khan of Houjin. No matter how great his achievements are, how can Abatai escape from his grasp?

Huang Taiji originally thought that Commander Yuan, who had been operating in Liao for so many years and looked like a dog, must have some real skills, but he never thought that once he entered a real battle formation like this, this guy would actually reveal his secrets.

He had such good cards in his hand, but he ended up in such a bad game, so what else did Huang Taiji have to worry about?

On the side, Fan Wencheng looked at Huang Taiji, who was squinting his eyes slightly and looking at the battle ahead with a smile, and his heart was filled with indescribable mixed emotions.

The majestic Ming Dynasty and the mighty China actually... actually fell to this stage today...

I was scolded and slapped in the face by these barbarians, but unexpectedly, I didn't dare to make much frontal resistance...

Especially~, this is still in the presence of the emperor...

Let me ask~~, in the Ming Dynasty and the great China, where is the face of the emperor?

Where is the face of the imperial court?

In other words, the little emperor of the Ming Dynasty has been frightened out of his wits? He just doesn't want his little face?

What makes Fan Wencheng even more frightened is that, ahead, Daikin's warriors have begun to make new moves, fearing that a new round of deadly offensive is coming again.
To be continued...