Nurhachi stood up, clapped his hands heavily and said: "Now this Khan is still unwilling to give in.
I don't believe that our Jurchen warriors can't defeat the weak Ming people.
Although they have firearms, we have courage.
It depends on who controls the weapons.
In the hands of these cowardly Akito who can only fight with weapons , even with weapons that are far superior to ours, they are just like the cooks with fire sticks, we will kill them like rivers of blood.
We will turn the outside of Liaoyang into the next Sarhu and defeat the Ming army.
With enough food, after this winter, Liaodong will still be our Jurchens’ world.”
All the generals, big and small, shouted together: "Defeat the Ming army, Liaodong belongs to us."
Even so, some people actually don't take it seriously.
Like Yue Tuo, he is a little worried.
Will such a desperate move really work?
Uncle Eighth said that Jurchens alone cannot defeat the Ming army, and now Not only did the Liao people flee violently, but the Han army in Liaodong was also a little uneasy.
There could not be only those 8,000 Ming troops outside the city.
Yue Tuo was not very optimistic about whether Hou Jin could muster the courage to fight the Ming army under the current defeat.
If this battle is defeated, it will really be another Sal Hu, but it will be the Sal Hu of the Dajin soldiers.
Although he understood that his father was just timid, that might be the only path that Dajin could choose.
It's a pity that Khan wanted to make a final bet to determine the outcome.
If you win, you will only have a little more time to survive, but if you lose, you will not even have a chance to stand up.
If Uncle Eighth were here, there would definitely be a solution.
Unfortunately, Uncle Eighth was captured by the Ming army.
Nurhaci is full of confidence.
He started from scratch.
If he loses, he will just start over from scratch.
At least the foundation for coming back now is much stronger than before.
He ordered: "Let the soldiers be fed tomorrow.
When the Ming army begins to attack the city three days later, they will go out to fight with the Ming army.
Success or failure depends on this."
The next morning, someone came to report that a dozen Han troops had used ropes to lower themselves out of the city last night.
Nurhaci was so angry that he had the Han general who led the team be captured, chopped with a knife, and his head was hung on the city wall.
Yue Tuo refused to listen, so Nurhaci kicked him and scolded him: "I learned from your eighth uncle.
How can you achieve great things if you are indecisive?"
So the next night, the Han army organized and began to flee, and more than 2,000 people fled in one night.
Lu Xiangsheng asked the escaped Han troops to form a team, issued a certificate to them, and asked them to go to Anshan Post Station on their own.
The Han army met Mangui's Fifth Division twenty miles behind.
Seeing the huge camp with more than 10,000 people, the Han army secretly sighed and sighed that it was a good thing to surrender.
Otherwise, when the war started, the first batch of people to die would definitely be It was these Han troops who were used as cannon fodder by Hou Jin.
After receiving the news, Nurhaci actually smiled and said: "It's better to leave if you want to, so as not to hold us back during the war."
Yue Tuo said carefully: "Some people from Ye He's tribe also ran away."
Nurhachi scolded: "What about the Yehe tribe?
The Yehe tribe ceased to exist long before we killed Buyangu.
Since they don't want to enter Jianzhou, let them serve as lackeys for the Ming people.
Anyway, I I don’t want to be a lackey anymore.”
By the morning of the fourth day, there were more than 4,000 Han troops in Liaoyang City, and more than 1,000 Jurchens who were not Jianzhou escaped through the city wall and threw themselves into the Ming army's camp outside the city.
Lu Xiangsheng didn't have time to screen them one by one, so he asked them all to go to Anshan Station first.
If we win this battle, those who pretend to surrender will become true surrenders, and there will be no need to discriminate or not.
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If the Ming army is defeated, then who cares whether they really surrendered or pretended to surrender?
This morning, after breakfast, the army began to pack up their tents, line up in formation, and prepare to attack the city.
At this time, the south gate of Liaoyang opened wide, and soldiers of the Later Jin Dynasty came out of the city in a steady stream.
Lu Xiangsheng breathed a sigh of relief, at least the losses in the field battle were less than those in the siege.
But at this time, the staff officer's words made him worry again.
The staff officer said: "Sir, it seems a little strange to build a slave."
Looking carefully, he felt that today's slaves were indeed a little different from those in the past.
They seemed to be bolder, and their military looks were more solemn, with less of the usual wild yells.
He wiped his eyes, looked at them for a while and said, "Old slave, I'm going to fight for my life."
He called the messenger and said: "Go and inform General Man.
This opportunity is once in a lifetime.
Today is the day to defeat Jiannu in one fell swoop.
Tell him, if I don't send a signal, the fifth division should not come forward.
Since the old slave wants to fight, then I will give him a chance.
I will make the slaves retreat when they see our army."
Lu Xiangsheng already understood Nurhachi's thoughts, and he admired the old slave's final burst of courage.
But he understood that this was the best response plan that Jiannu could come up with.
If they abandon Liaoyang and flee, the slaves in the future will really face a situation of being besieged on all sides.
Maybe even North Korea will dare to challenge them.
He rode his horse to the front of the formation and said: "Brothers, today can be said to be the most important battle in Liaodong.
The old slave is in the opposite formation.
Our country's hatred and our family's hatred must be avenged on the old slave."
On the body.
We must use firecrackers, bayonets, and fists. , fight with the enemies on the opposite side with our teeth, let them know that we Han'er are not easy to bully.
China must retaliate and turn all the barbarians on the opposite side into corpses to commemorate the heroes who died in the battles in Liaodong.
What’s the slogan?”
All the soldiers shouted together: "Kill the slaves, kill the slaves, kill the slaves" The neat roar made Yue Tuo's hand on the opposite side tremble.
The mood is getting worse and worse.
Nurhachi laughed wildly and said: "King Khan is here, let's see who is going to kill me today."
After the Guards camp was removed, a row of cannons lined up in front of the formation.
Some of the shells were newly issued shells.
Lu Xiangsheng wanted to surprise Hou Jin's soldiers, so he never used them before.
But now, every cannon is loaded with this kind of blooming ammunition.
Although the old slave was already going crazy in his heart, he had experienced battles for a long time and knew that it was not wise to rush forward at this time.
Houjin soldiers continued to pour out of the city gate, and then separated to both sides along the moat.
Lu Xiangsheng said: "Our fifth division of the Guards is twenty miles behind us and has begun to come towards Liaoyang.
Our first division wants to show our friendly forces why we are the first division."
The soldiers shouted: "The first division is mighty and the guards are mighty!"
After the Jin army finally stopped pouring out, Lu Xiangsheng took a look and saw that there should be nearly 20,000 people, but half of them should be Han troops
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