Ding Shouren looked at an old man who was tilting his head to drink water on a tree, and the old man had a long gun in his hand. He felt very calm. When he breathed, he felt that the arrow on his leg was hurt and heartbroken.

It was as weak as if he had fallen apart, and he looked at Lord Zhang, who was more energetic than Ye Xiao, and felt ashamed. At this time, he knew why the bravery and good at fighting in the surprises were eating the best food and receiving the most military pay and pensions.

More than forty people settled in the dense forest, ate, rested, and treated the injured.

Not long after, a low shout came from dozens of steps away: "Dingbian!"

"Pingbei!"

When the command came, an old soldier led more than ten Ming army soldiers into the forest. The more than ten people were all embarrassed by the remnants of Ming army soldiers, almost everyone was injured. They were discovered by the people from the surprise troops and led them over.

The remaining soldiers were still in shock. When they entered the forest, they felt as if they had a backbone when they saw a large number of friendly troops. As the night gradually became deep, Ding Shouren, who was injured by an arrow, fell asleep deeply, but he was noisy all night in his ears, but Ding Shouren knew nothing.

In a trance, he was shocked and opened his eyes. Ding Shouren was startled by the moving head in front of him.

Holding the branch and sitting up hard, I was shocked. The team, which had originally only dozens of people, expanded several times. For a moment, I couldn't count how many people there were, there were always hundreds of people. I knew in my heart that the old soldiers of the surprise troops were actually

When he was sleeping, he was hiking around like tireless hamsters, gathering teams of remaining soldiers, and hundreds of people arose.

At this time, the Ming army had already become a group with the European army. The front-line troops of both sides were intertwined and a large-scale night battle was inevitable. Night battle was originally a weakness of the old Ming army. It would explode as soon as it hit, and it would be very easy to fight.

The night roar caused the entire army to collapse. Now the long dark night in the extreme north gave the almost collapsed Ming army a chance to breathe.

The Ming New Army performed well in the night battle, relying on its strict organizational capabilities and advanced new military system. The field battle was unfavorable, which must have been a variable that the Crimean Khan did not expect, and the contemporary Crimean Khan

Jaybengle is the orthodox Crimean Khanate and the pure blood of the Grey family. The Khan's concubine is an Ottoman Turkish woman.

In this way, the General Staff Office of the Great Governor's Office concluded that if the Ming Dynasty hurt this evil dog, the Ottoman Empire, the master behind the Crimean Khanate, would be involved in the war. This was inevitable. After the Han and Tang Dynasties, the Central Plains

The upper country has lost control of Central Asia for too long, so it will naturally be surrounded by strong enemies, and state affairs will be like sailing against the current, and if they do not advance, they will retreat.

After midnight, late at night.

As the late night came, the pressure on the Ming army's defense line was reduced sharply, and many defense lines were broken through and attacked, and the almost disintegrating front line stabilized. In the central army camp, Li Zhengming was moving his stiff and cold hands and feet, and finally

He gave a long breath, but he couldn't help but feel angry. Since he became famous at Xifengkou and went out to the north, he has never fought such a miserable battle.

It was still a preset position, but after only one day of fighting, he almost defeated the entire line.

If the soldiers were not loyal and brave, Li Zhengming would have been disgraced and became a defeated general. How could he not feel ashamed and annoyed? Below, the sweaty staff officer buried his head in dealing with the emergency military situation and kept on the battlefield situation on the map.

It was marked out, and it was shocking. On the thirty-mile-long front, the Ming army retreated on its entire line, and there were only some solid support points that were still supporting the entire front.

The two armies fought each other, and Li Zhengming was angry, but he did not resent the powerful enemy in front of him.

The two armies fought to fight to the death. Li Zhengming was angry that the chaotic people in the northwest were in trouble, and the northwest would be in chaos. The chieftains in the southwest also had bad intentions and should be killed. If it were not for the rebellion in the northwest, the main force of the Liao cavalry would be forced to enter the pass.

How could he end up in such a difficult situation when the rebellion was quelled? Without the existence of the main force of the Liao cavalry, the Ming army in the north would be like losing its soul.

It was ashamed and annoyed that the battle still had to be fought. Li Zhengming took a look at the battle situation after a lot of battles, and he knew that tonight was the life and death of him and 50,000 soldiers. If he could not fight back tonight, the entire battle situation would inevitably be irreversible as soon as the sky dawns.

It must be an arduous tug-of-war. When he got up and pressed the map, Li Zhengming ordered a full-scale counterattack, and he could contact all the troops to fight barely and fight back until dawn.

The nights in this far north are very long. He still has two or three hours to fight back. Time is enough. Take a look at the pocket watch, Li Zhengming reserved half an hour for each department to prepare for half an hour.

The latter is that there is no primary or secondary. No matter how many enemy soldiers are in front, the charge whistle must rush forward. Even if there are swords and fires in front, you cannot retreat a little.

If you can't launch a counterattack as scheduled in half an hour, you will have to lose your head if you lose your head if you don't want to fight the military.

Macheng's original staff system ensured the coordination of the Ming army's counterattack. More than 30 staff officers led a small number of cavalry guards to the front line to command the counterattack. The Ming army's strict organization and strict military discipline ensured the strength of the counterattack. These staff officers arrived.

After the front line, the defeated Ming troops were reorganized on the spot, and the disrupted units were rebuilt.

Under such a crisis, the new Ming army, which Macheng had worked hard for ten years, burst out with amazingly powerful combat power in desperate situations.

"Please!"

Li Zhengming stood outside the gate, looked at the dark night sky and turned around and condescended to the nobles, bowing to the trusted staff officers who were about to rush to the front line. More than 30 new high-ranking soldiers, young talents raised their chests and looked up, and they were all right.

A chest-beating ceremony.

"Fight to the death, everyone!"

"If you still fail after dawn, I will take it on my own!"

"Abide by the order!"

More than thirty staff officers agreed, and when they walked out of the gate, they turned over and over the horses, and teams of light cavalry flew to the front line.

Behind him, Li Zhengming watched his confidant staff leave, his eyes flashed with a gleam, and he roared, "Come on, put on armor!"

The personal soldiers beside him were slightly surprised, and then hurriedly went to the tent to find Li Shuai's armor. Li Shuai was about to wear his clothes, and the atmosphere in the central camp was solemn and killed him.

Front line, in the dense forest.

Zhang Shuizi and Ding Huairen did not receive a military order to counterattack across the board. They were still confused. The defense lines on the left and right wings had long been captured by the Crimean army rushing over. They were actually trapped behind the enemy and had long been

It was surrounded, but in fact it was an isolated army. Naturally, there were still many lonely troops trapped behind enemy lines. A war of hundreds of thousands of people was inevitable, which was inevitable.

Zhang Shuizi did not receive the military order, but was spontaneously planning a counterattack.

After a brief replenishment and treatment, the dense forest quickly became quiet, and the wounded soldiers were biting the branches and did not dare to cry out for pain. In the dark gathering ground, Ding Huairen felt a little relieved after singing the title, and looked at more than ten strange soldiers.

The old soldiers walked through the forest and reorganized 412 scattered soldiers. They appointed officers according to their military ranks. They quickly reorganized three posts. With a new system, the defeated soldiers seemed to have an army.

Look.
Chapter completed!