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Chapter five hundred and eighty third decisive battle

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A hanging basket was lowered from the city wall, and a soldier sat in the basket and was pulled up by the soldiers on it. △↗,. At this time, Luo Xin and the generals were standing on the top of the city waiting for him. He was a scout and ventured into the grassland coalition camp to inquire about the truth.

"Report!" The scout came to Luo Xin and fell to his knees. Luo Xin reached out and helped him up and said:

"How is the situation? Can you tell clearly?"

"I heard that the grassland coalition forces went out to rob grain and grass were getting less and less. The surrounding counties and villages were almost robbed by them. I heard that there were still many teams who went out to rob grain and grass were killed."

"Is it still enough to find out how long is the food and grassland coalition?"

"I don't know, I just listened to the Tartars' discussions. It seemed that there was not much, only a few days, so the Tartars still sent teams to plunder everywhere every day."

Luo Xin waved his hand and asked the scout to go on, looking at the grassland coalition camp opposite, he fell into deep thought. When the generals around him heard the news brought back by the scout, they were all happy. The grassland coalition lacked food and grass, which means that the grassland coalition could not last long, and maybe they would have to retreat in a few days. However, when they saw Luo Xin frowning tightly, they felt a little puzzled. At this moment, Luo Xin spoke in a narrow voice:

"We don't have to persevere until the cold winter. The decisive battle may start tomorrow. Let the soldiers be prepared. As long as we withstand these few days, victory will belong to us."

The generals quickly understood in their hearts that they now knew that if the grassland coalition forces retreated back to the grassland like this, they would starve to death. Therefore, breaking the capital was their only way out. However, because they had no food and grass, they could not afford it. If they dragged it, they would only be starved to death. So when the grassland coalition forces learned that they would never grab much food and grass, they would definitely attack the city even more crazily, which was a severe test for the Ming soldiers. At this moment, their hearts were tightened and their expressions became serious.

The 14th day of the siege of the grassland coalition forces.

morning!

There was a noise outside the city, mixed with the neighing of war horses, the shouts of soldiers, and the sound of horse hooves galloping, which sounded from all sides of the capital and approached the capital.

Luo Xin and others had already stood at the top of the city. Last night, Luo Xin had already speculated that today would be a tough battle, so he and the generals had arrived at the top of the city before dawn. After thirteen days of guarding the capital, nearly 10,000 casualties, and now the remaining 80,000 soldiers have begun to get busy. The soldiers have learned that the most difficult battle will be ushered in from today. As long as you persist in these few days, you will be able to win the final victory. Therefore, the atmosphere in the entire capital is extremely serious, and the air is filled with a tense atmosphere.

Luo Xin stood in front of Huang Taiji's camp, and he could keenly feel that the atmosphere of the camp opposite was different today, and the murderous aura was more pervasive than before.

"The Tartars are going to fight to the death!" Luo Xintou asked without looking back: "How are the preparations in all aspects?"

"Sir, 40% of the defenders are on high alert. The East City, West City and South City each deploy 10,000 troops, the North City and 20,000 troops, and 30,000 reserve troops and auxiliary troops are all ready."

"Where are all the supplies?"

"Everyone is ready."

Luo Xin nodded with satisfaction, his nervousness was slightly relaxed, and his eyes glanced at the grassland coalition forces opposite him.

The decisive battle is about to begin!

Luo Xin suddenly realized in his heart that he was nervous and more excited. He seemed to be looking forward to this kind of feeling of war, and he couldn't help but think in his heart:

"Is this because there are warlike factors in the Luo family's blood?"

Looking back at the soldiers who were ready, they saw that the expression on their faces was no longer as green and nervous as they were in the first battle thirteen days ago. There was a murderous aura in their eyes and bloody aura in their bodies.

"War... as long as you participate in it a few times, it will become cruel and cold-blooded..."

"Dingdeng..."

A sound of footsteps came from below. Luo Xinxun looked at him and frowned slightly. A group of wounded soldiers came from below, some bandaged on their arms, some bandaged on their legs, and some bandaged on their torso. However, without exception, everyone's eyes were filled with murderous aura. The person in charge was a subordinate general of the Five Military Camp. His left arm and thigh were bandaged. Luo Xin remembered his name and couldn't help but shout:

"General Sun, why are you?"

"Sir, we heard that today is a decisive battle, and we will come to report it at the end."

"Sir, we want to defend the city!" a group of wounded soldiers shouted with their necks.

Luo Xin felt a heat flow from his chest to his eyes, his eyes a little wet. But he shouted sternly:

"Nothing!"

"grown ups……"

Luo Xin waved his hand to stop the wounded soldiers and shouted in a low voice: "It's not the most dangerous time yet. I promise you that if you are needed, I will definitely not forget you. Your current task is to go back and recuperate, and when you are needed, I will use all your strength to let the Tartars taste the power of our Ming Dynasty tough guys."

Speaking of this, a smile appeared on Luo Xin's face and said, "You are all meritorious ministers, but you have to give other brothers a chance to make meritorious services, right? Look..."

Luo Xin pointed to the soldiers who were waiting for battle and said, "They look at you is not right!"

The wounded soldiers couldn't help but look at the soldiers, and a general glared:

"Old Sun, don't compete with me for credit. You're not doing well. Why come up and join in the fun? Isn't this dragging me down?"

"Hahaha..." The soldiers above the city laughed together, and the tense atmosphere before was relaxed.

"Okay, old king!" The General Sun couldn't hold back his face: "I'll hold you back? Do we want us to practice now?"

"Practice it!"

"Okay!" Luo Xin saw that everyone's nervousness had been relieved a lot, so he interrupted two of them decisively and shouted sternly:

"General Sun, take the people back immediately and recover from the wounds, otherwise the military law will deal with it."

"Yes, sir!"

A group of wounded soldiers retreated. Luo Xin could see that the soldiers around him were inspired by the wounded soldiers. The nervousness in his eyes decreased, but he had more expectations.

Luo Xin nodded in his heart and looked at the grassland coalition forces opposite again. At this time, the grassland coalition forces had already begun to go out of the camp, and they set up their horses and raised their swords, and their fierce momentum was flaunting.

Grassland coalition forces came out of the camp, and from a distance they looked dark, and the visual impact formed made Luo Xin's heart jump violently.

The grassland coalition forces opposite had already assembled and became silent, and then began to slowly approach the city wall.

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*(To be continued.)
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