On a new day, the sun rises as usual, and the warm sun shines in the world. Everything that has been polished by the long cold night begins to gradually regain its vitality.

However!

What's the difference?

Yesterday's New Year's Eve, although the people on both sides did not have a good time, they at least had a unified year name, which was the New Year's Eve of the 16th year of Chongzhen.

But at this time...

This is actually the first day of the new year!

Even though the refugee army had already established the number at this time, and the Qing Dynasty had established the number for many years, except for the refugee army, who would recognize this thing?

Even within the refugee army, they are currently very uncomfortable with the New Year's name.

“Woooooo~~!”

However, these are trivial matters for the battle formations between both sides at this time.

Not long after dawn, just a little more than the hour, the refugee army launched a huge offensive scale.

Looking around, there were at least 40,000 to 50,000 hungry people all over the mountains and fields, and behind them were at least 20,000 elite refugee soldiers!

Including the Tang Tong's troops and Bai Guangen's troops who had been in the procession, they were bleeding at this time and did not dare to neglect them anymore. They all sent monks to supervise the battle and wanted to take down Shanhaiguan in one fell swoop.

By this time, the general trend of Shanhaiguan has basically become clear. Who doesn’t want to fight for their own country at this time?

That can at least be a wife and a son for several generations.

"Boom!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang..."

After a little test, the double convenience directly entered the white-hot rhythm, such as cannons, flowering bullets, and various firearms, which were rising and falling one after another, almost tearing the sea and the sky apart.

Just like the many factors that were revealed yesterday, in less than an hour, many Luochengs outside Shanhaiguan were all lost. Countless refugees were excited and ferocious, rushing into the main city like evil ghosts, for fear that they would be slower than others and rob them of the benefits.

"Haha, let Liu Fangliang's head stand a little further and quickly break the middle lane! Let Bai Guangen tense up, don't be like a girl..."

Liu Zongmin, who was in the middle of the refugee army, was full of energy and stood at another commanding height in his life and guided the country.

He learned from yesterday's experience at this time, and was more cautious and proactive, especially in the rhythm of the offensive, which was more tense, nine shallow, one deep, and crazy output breakthrough!

Li Zicheng and others were also very excited, and their proud smiles hung on their faces.

Seeing that the overall situation was almost done, Song Xiance slapped and said: "Emperor, Shanhaiguan is worthy of being the most powerful pass in the world. When I, Dashun, I, can't waste a lot of food and money on the Liao affairs like the pre-Ming Dynasty. Western Liao can give up for the time being and use Shanhaiguan as the line. At that time, I, Dashun, only needs to get stuck in the key points of the Great Wall, and the Tatars will have to work for seven or eight years at most, and they will definitely be finished."

I have to say that Song Xiance is still very sensible, especially when he was at this time, his horizons were farther and his vision was broader, which immediately pointed out the core issues of Liao.

In fact, as early as more than ten or twenty years ago, someone in the Ming Dynasty proposed the idea of ​​giving up Liao territory and focusing on guarding Shanhaiguan.

Whether at this time or later generations, facts have proved that this is indeed a very effective method.

After all, China has done this in all dynasties when facing the surging nomadic peoples. As long as time is used to polish their sharpness, problems will definitely arise within themselves first.

At that time, it would undoubtedly be much easier to clean up the Central Plains Dynasty.

Unfortunately, the Ming Dynasty itself was "the emperor guarded the country's gates, and the king died in the country." In addition, the internal political struggles made people speechless, especially after Tianqi's imperial teacher Sun Chengzong and Sun Gelao established the policy of trest in western Liaoning, the terrifying monsters gradually took shape.

To put it in the words of later generations, this is that it is not timely stopping the loss and cutting the flesh, which directly leads to a chain reaction. The overall situation can't be held back later and begins to collapse in a complete manner.

"What the great military advisor said is very true."

Li Zicheng nodded repeatedly: "The Liao Dynasty is as heavy as a mountain. From now on, we must spend more time on this."

As he said that, he smiled and teased Niu Jin.

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Xing, "In the future, we have to rely on Mr. Niu to allocate more money to us."

Everyone couldn't help but laugh.

Niu Jinxing smiled honestly, but couldn't help but look forward to the future, how beautiful it is.

...

It was soon midday.

At this time, the refugee army had already passed through many Luochengs and gradually stood firm on the main city, rushing wildly to various Guanning troops.

Although the latter is fighting desperately and fighting for an inch of land, even Zhu Mai can see that they are already at the end of their power...

"Xu Lang, they really can't hold on..."

Zhu Mei tied her red lips tightly, and her beautiful eyes looked at the bright red figures on Shanhaiguan with complicated eyes.

Today, Zhu Mai has also gained a memory. She is wearing very thick clothes. Not only is she wearing a tight animal leather jacket, but she also wears an animal leather vest on the outside, and a large animal leather cotton jacket on the outside.

Surprisingly, even though she was so bloated, she still had a slim look. Even Xu Changqing had to admire her. Some women were really jealous of God.

At this moment, looking at Zhu Mai's complex beautiful eyes, Xu Changqing naturally understood her thoughts.

Even though Wu Sangui is not very authentic, he is at least a general of the Ming Dynasty. He still holds the Ming Dynasty's sun, moon, waves and waves and wears the Ming Dynasty's mandarin duck battle jacket. If he can choose, Zhu Ma will definitely hope that Wu Sangui and his Guanning army will win.

"call."

Xu Changqing breathed a sigh of relief, "From the situation, Guan Ning should have no chance, but before the dust is settled, everything is indecisive. Guan Ning's most powerful cavalry is the cavalry. At this time, their cavalry has not yet been released, and my second brother is still holding back. Be patient, be patient, if nothing unexpected happens, it should be a result soon!"

...

"Shuai Ye, I can't stand the Western Front anymore, General Liu Shen died for his country..."

"Shuai Ye, the middle line needs support, there are too many thieves..."

"Shishen..."

On the top of Shanhaiguan City, emergency battle reports were constantly conveyed to Wu Sangui, with sadness everywhere.

The thief is too fierce.

Even if they were elite in this kind of hand-to-hand combat, Guan Ning was completely suppressed by the thief's sea offensive and could not even use his strength.

Wu Sangui's eyes were bloody and his beard was unshaven. How could he have the usual kindness? He roared over and over again, calling on people to go to support everywhere.

But by this time, it was already a drop in the bucket...

"Shishuai, it's not good. Ma Junmen was shot in the chest and he has retreated!"

At the end of noon.

Just as Wu Sangui was still asking his confidant where the main force of the Qing Dynasty was, a personal soldier suddenly heard bad news and Ma Ke ran away!

“I#￥!!!”

For a moment, even Wu Sangui's cunning mansion was just to greet Ma Ke's eighteen generations of ancestors!

Even though I had known this guy was useless, I never thought that this guy was so useless...

When Mako escaped, many gaps quickly began to appear on the western front where he defended. The ferocious and squinting faces of the refugee army seemed to be about to kill Wu Sangui.

I looked back and saw that there were no traces of the Qing army behind me?

But at this time, Wu Sangui had no choice!

If you don’t make a decision, he will finish playing, let alone Shanhaiguan!

Suddenly, Wu Sangui's face was as ferocious as a wolf, and he said fiercely: "Transfer our military orders, all the cavalry are ready to go out! Fight with the bandits!"

"yes!"

...

"Cruff!"

"Cruff..."

Soon, many city gates suddenly opened in the main city of Shanhaiguan and the surrounding Luocheng.

"Brothers, kill the thief!"

"Catch Li Zicheng alive..."

"kill……"

In a moment, countless cavalry rushed out like a tide in the dozen city gates, rushing wildly towards the migrant army's battle formation.

"Haha, I dare to play with you, I've expected you to be anxious!

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Our military orders, the elite cavalry is ready to rush forward, and the flowering bullets are reserved for the forehead!"

Liu Zongmin had expected the battle formation of the refugee army and responded calmly and calmly.

Soon, countless surging red cavalrymen were rampant in the battlefield, constantly killing many refugee troops.

But the refugee army was not willing to be outdone. With the help of many fortification groups, they kept hitting these Guanning Iron Cavalry with various firearms and flowering bullets.

The battlefield quickly fell into chaos.

However, as more and more Guanning Iron Cavalry rushed out of the city, the refugee army standing in front gradually began to show weakness and could not resist the impact of Guanning Iron Cavalry.

Especially Guanning Iron Cavalry not only has good shooting skills, but many are also equipped with various excellent firearms. This long-range strike ability is far inferior to the refugee army, and many people can only rush to the city to save their lives.
To be continued...