Cao Bianjiao was also a little panicked at this time.

When he was more than ten miles away, his elite troops were sent back if he didn't collect them at night. Xu Changqing's seaside camp was stared at by thousands of Tartars.

Cao Bianjiao didn't have time to pay attention to anything else. Even though he ordered the entire army to increase his horsepower and rushed over desperately, he no longer dared to think about that kind of horror in his heart.

Even if the situation is really uncontrollable at this time, Cao Bianjiao's life will have to rescue that kid, so that brother Xu cannot be lost.

Otherwise, even if he gets underground, what kind of face will he have to see his elder brother Xu again?

But when Cao Bianjiao arrived at the place and saw the situation clearly, he was stunned for a moment.

“???”

“??????”

This...how does it look like a big battle?

The Ming army camp on the top of the hill is very regular, with the familiar sun and moon waves flying high. Although the banner of the main general was not raised, it was orderly and obviously under control.

On the contrary, the Tartars in the northwest, who were in the Zhenglan Banner, were like a stray dog, fled quickly towards the northwest regardless of the care, and even thousands of Han slaves were not needed.

This is……

It seemed as if he had gathered all his strength and was about to punch the target hard, but it suddenly hit the air.

Cao Bianjiao really had the urge to vomit blood for a moment.

What the hell is going on???

He was ready to fight for his life, and he couldn't even care about the overall situation, but he was...

Cao Bianjiao was an old general. In this state, the situation was unclear. He did not rashly, nor did he attack the fleeing Tartars. Instead, he was on standby on this wide area, so that the elite soldiers would not be able to check the situation from all directions and remain highly alert.

Soon, the Tartars with the Yellow Banners and the Blue Banners fled. They were entangled by Han slaves at night. I don’t know what they were saying.

Cao Bianjiao was about to send someone up the mountain to ask about the situation, but he was just seeing that Xu Changqing had already led dozens of people and greeted him with a smile.

Seeing that Xu Changqing was fine, the biggest stone in Cao Bianjiao's heart also fell to the ground.

But deep in my heart, a fire suddenly arose.

What the hell is this little bastard doing?

"Hey, Uncle Cao, why do you have time to come? How about it, what's happening on the main battlefield?"

Xu Changqing must not have to hide his hypocrisy when he was with Cao Bianjiao, and asked with a smile.

“…”

Lao Cao was a little silent for a moment.

Just looking at Xu Changqing's condition at this time, he already felt a lot of things. I'm afraid that even the elite Tartars of the Yellow Flag and Zhenglan Flag seemed to have not been able to ask for it in the hands of this kid...

After a moment, Lao Cao said, "Boy, what's going on?"

Xu Changqing smiled, but did not hide too much. He smiled and explained the story to Cao Bianjiao.

“…”

“…”

“…”

In an instant, not only Cao Bianjiao was stunned, but many of the soldiers around him who were already very familiar with Xu Changqing and knew Xu Changqing were also confused.

This, the young master in front of him is simply a god.

This is really a Manchu, and it is the elite of the Inlaid Yellow Banner Division personally led by the slave chief Huang Taiji. The elite of Huang Taiji's eldest son Haoge actually... was also played like a dog by this young master...

Cao Bianjiao finally came back to his senses at this time. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it at all.

What else can he say?

I thought this kid was too young and not steady enough and would suffer a loss, but who thought... what he should worry about was those poor Tartars.

These Tartars have been in trouble for eight lifetimes when they meet this kid...

Looking at Lao Cao's strange expression as if he was dead fish-faced, Xu Changqing couldn't help but laugh, but he definitely didn't dare to show his face. He hurriedly said, "Uncle Cao, you came from Songshan and ran a lot. Let the brothers rest first, and I will let the Huo Bing come to cook immediately. Uncle Cao, you go up and rest first, and my nephew will report the situation in detail to you."

Lao Cao originally wanted to have a stern face, but Xu Changqing's attitude made his stiff nerves relax quickly. He wanted to laugh but forced himself to hold it back and said with a stern face: "Okay. I want to see, what kind of flowering bullets are you?

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So cruel?"

…

When he came to the mountain and saw Xu Changqing's planning and arrangement of the camp, Cao Bianjiao's eyes lit up.

This kid's talent is really nothing to say.

Even if there is only one earth wall, it has been used to the limit by him. It is no wonder that the Tartars with the Yellow Flags and the Zhenglan Flags will suffer.

At this time, Xu Changqing and Cao Bianjiao had sent people to deal with the Han slaves, and they were gathering towards the hill in an orderly manner.

Xu Changqing will definitely not waste this kind of labor.

But I will never take it for myself immediately.

It should be noted that over the years, countless bloody and painful lessons have been heard in Liao.

Not to mention others, just talking about Xu Changqing's father Xu Huchen and the then general of Dongjiang, Huang Long, in Lushun, was the betrayal of the traitor, which led to the last series of evil consequences. Countless heroes died in Lushun, and they died so miserably!

At this critical war, if these Han slaves are not "stripped and cleaned" by this group of Han slaves, they are definitely not compatriots. How could Xu Changqing dare to use them?

Of course, Xu Changqing would not let them starve to death in terms of treatment.

After chatting for a while, Xu Changqing reported many things about this battle to Cao Bianjiao, suppressing Cao Bianjiao's power to see the power of the flowering bullet, and hurriedly asked about the situation on the main battlefield in Songshan.

Cao Bianjiao was in a good mood at this time and said with a smile: "The main force is progressing well. Yang Shuai has occupied the core area of ​​the southern part of Rufeng Mountain. I arrived yesterday morning, Wang Pu also arrived last night, and Hong Duke's main force has also arrived this morning. Now, our main force on the nine sides has almost gathered together, from Maojiagou on the western front to Rufeng Mountain in the middle, and then to Huangtuling on the east, Songshan on the east, our defense line has been pulled up. The Tartars are also very cautious and do not act rashly. The scale of several conflicts is not large. I think they dare not be tough with us directly. They should want to slow down and see the situation."

After hearing this, Xu Changqing's brows frowned slightly.

Lao Cao always had this attitude. I am afraid that the main force of the Ming army would only be more optimistic.

Little did they know that this was completely the Qing army's delaying strategy, just to pull the main force of the Ming army into the pit!

Xu Changqing thought for a moment and said quickly: "Uncle Cao, can you please help me with the position of our main force and the position of the Qing army on the map?"

Cao Bianjiao was stunned and understood Xu Changqing's meaning. He picked up the pen and began to mark it accurately on the map again.

After reading Cao Bianjiao's mark, Xu Changqing breathed a sigh of relief.

The Ming army's battle formation at this time was supported by Songshan City and the southern part of Rufeng Mountain as the core barrier. The two wings were connected in series, and the layout was quite regular.

Even if the main force of the Qing army is difficult to break through in this state. Even if you can win the front, you will never take much advantage.

Xu Changqing remembers that in the Battle of Songjin in history, the Qing army almost never defeated the Ming army head-on, but was lucky. He came up and killed Yang Guozhu. Later, after Huang Taiji came in person, he exerted the energy of Dorgon and Duoduo brothers to the greatest extent, seized the Ming army's retreat and destroyed the Bijiashan Grain Road.

He used many tricks and suppressed countless psychological offensives, which forced the Ming army to defeat.

But even so, Hong Chengchou still stayed in Songshan City for more than a year, waiting for the court to rescue it. Until the fifteenth year of Chongzhen, the Ming Dynasty really had no spare energy to rescue it. The food and grass in the city were completely consumed, so he chose to surrender.

At this time, the state is obviously much better than in history!

Xu Changqing also felt relieved.

It was difficult for Xu Changqing to change within the Ming army at this time. After all, it would be a day when the freezing of three feet is not cold.

However, if the Qing army imagined it was like in history, he would rather play such conspiracies and leave Hou Ting, Xu Changqing would not agree!

As long as you can stabilize this overall situation, even if you can stabilize it for ten days and half a month, the result may be completely different!

…

After chatting with Cao Bianjiao for a long time, after having a fresh seafood meal, Cao Bianjiao couldn't bear it anymore. He directly forced him with his eyes and asked Xu Changqing to take him to see the bamboo-shaped flowering bullet.

Xu Changqing didn't want to hide this from Cao Bianjiao, and even took the veteran to see it.

"Swish!"

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

Even though Cao Bianjiao was prepared for it, he really saw the bamboo tube flowering bullet

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Lao Cao was also a little confused with his power, and he was really confused. He didn't know how to react for a moment, and the urge to vomit blood surged strongly again.

This kid, how did this brain grow up?

Just such simple bamboo and gunpowder, how did he get such flowers?

Cao Bianjiao was really pitiful for the Tartars who had the yellow flag and the blue flag. When he met this boy, he really didn't know how they survived it.

Especially when I saw the corpses of the Tatars of the Yellow Banner and Zhenglan Banner, Cao Bianjiao, who had already killed people, felt like vomiting for a while.

miserable.

It's so miserable.

This is like a bird gun exploded directly on the face...
To be continued...