The Han soldiers of the two Hongqi and Tong Yangxing were defeated in the Battle of Haichenghe, and the losses were significant, and the Han soldiers were even more unstable.

In view of this, Shuotuo led 2,000 Zhenyi into the city to stabilize the morale of the army and also to suppress and deterrent.

The internal and external combination of the Ming army's attempt to siege the city was defeated. Yue Tuo and others' plans were basically the same as Nurhaci's, but the actual situation was beyond the expectations of Yue Tuo and Shuo Tuo and others.

Relying on the power of troops and firearms, the Ming army fought steadily and took steps forward, gradually gathering and surrounding them, and surrounded Haicheng with trenches and camps.

The enemy troops in the city and the two red flags outside the city also cooperated with the action, but after the fierce battle, they failed to break the Ming army's siege.

To put it bluntly, as the Ming army opened its wings from the south of the city, and gradually closed it, the Jiannu and Han soldiers in Haicheng had the opportunity to rush out, or escape.

However, before the Ming army captured the city, they abandoned the city and fled. This was something that Yue Tuo and others could not accept, and it was also an order that Nurhaci had never given.

Therefore, with a hint of luck and fear of not daring to disobey the military order, Shuotuo and Tong Yangxing watched helplessly as Haicheng was surrounded by the Ming army and became rats trapped in the cage.

Facing the trench and village, Shuotuo and Tong Yangxing had already stopped their minds of leaving the city to attack. The two red flags outside the city were also isolated. With the strength of the two red flags, they could no longer shake the strong defense of the Ming army.

The only hope now is the reinforcements from Liaoshen. If the army arrives, there is still a chance to defeat the Ming army and lift the siege.

If the army is defeated, then Haicheng does not need to be attacked. If it surrounds for another month or two, it will be a dead end to the ammunition and food.

"The Ming army dared not attack the city easily, because they were worried about the heavy casualties, right?" Tong Yangxing forced a smile at Shuotuo's doubts and said, "The Khan personally led the army to come. How could the Ming army not pay attention to it? It must be raising energy and not attacking the city easily, which even sets down the morale of the army."

Shuotuo nodded, indicating that he accepted Tong Yangxing's instructions. Then, his eyes shrank, and he pointed and said, "Look, the big flag--"

Tong Yangxing quickly turned around and saw a big flag erecting in the camp north of the city, and couldn't help but frown.

The big flags in ancient troops, like the square flags of the commander and the rectangular three-army flags, represent the location of the marshal and the base camp.

In other words, the commander of the Ming army had moved to the camp in the north of the city, with a clear purpose and personally directed the battle with the reinforcements of Liaoshen.

From this point of view, the Ming army really won’t be able to attack the city for the time being. Tong Yangxing secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he thought of this.

The situation in the city is not very optimistic. The food and supplies are only enough for one month, but it is still the result of reducing supply.

On the surface, there is no sign of the shaking of the army's morale and each has its own thoughts, but it is the deterrence effect of the two thousand Jurchen troops led by Shuotou.

If the Ming army began to attack the city and the defense was slightly unfavorable, Tong Yangxing knew that there would definitely be Han soldiers to rebel. This is the case with people's hearts.

In the camp in the north of the city, with the establishment of the big flag, it also sent a clear signal to the camps and villages in the besieged city. Look here, this is the command center.

The flag was shaken, and each battalion responded to the flag in turn. The soldiers looked at the flags and blew the flags and shouted "roar, roar, roar", "kill, kill, kill".

In ancient China, there was a tradition of war crying in the army, which means using loud roars to increase morale and shock the enemy.

From psychological analysis, roaring loudly, yes, is roaring not screaming, which can reduce people's fear and boost their own spirit.

On the battlefield, the more deafening the battle cry, the more it shows how strong your troops are and how powerful the combat power is. There are so many courageous people, it also has this effect for new recruits and rookies.

In fact, in modern warfare, there are also war crys similar to ancient times. For example, the roaring "Catch, kill!" when charging, as well as the Russian "Ula" most often heard in the movie, the "Ban Zai" of the Japanese, etc.

The Ming army did not have the formal war cry as stipulated by the military. "Wansheng" and "Magnificent" are considered, and "Running and Killing" are also possible.

Until the emperor was idle and thought about it for a while, he thought that the army was regular, and the battle cry of the Ming army in Liaodong would be unified!

When watching the battle and cheering, use "roar, roar, roar", open your mouth, and use a gun bar or a combat boot to pause, which has a bit of a Maori battle dance.

Charging and fighting means "kill, kill, kill", and also glaring and roaring, short and powerful.

Of course, it’s okay if you shout wrongly. When you charge, you won’t punish you if you shout anything else.

According to Zhu Youxiao, as long as you can improve your courage and shock people, it doesn’t matter how rude you shout.

After all, if there are dialects everywhere, perhaps there are those who are the ones they can accept and are most inspired! For example, Sichuan people may be excited when they hear "Xiongqi".

Xiong Tingbi stood on the high camp platform, wearing armor and swords, looking around. But when he saw the flags waving, his ears were filled with passionate battle cry, he couldn't help but look slightly at his head, and his face showed pride.

The old slave is coming, and this strategy is well prepared, and victory or defeat is right in front of you.

Hundreds of cannons, tens of thousands of elite soldiers, ammunition is sufficient and morale is strong. Old slave, are you ready to watch a bloody drama?

He Kegang, Feng Datie and other generals stood in the audience and shouted enthusiastically. They were the Panshi Association and the Invincible Iron Army who personally gave the emperor a name and a flag.

At that time, the Thousand Eight Warriors stood firm in the surging attack like a tide; now, eight thousand brave men guarding the central army and guarding the commander will also give the invading enemy a headache.

In the east camp of the city, Zhang Pan's Mixed Association is responsible for the defense.

Listening to this deafening battle cry, Zhang Pan was also burning with blood, clenching his fists like an ordinary soldier, and making a roar of "roar, roar, roar", "kill, kill, kill" roar.

The decisive battle is coming, and everyone knows that it is. If this battle is won, the period of defeating Liao and destroying slaves will be basically determined.

Zhang Pan thought more than the soldiers, and felt more emotion than the soldiers.

The west side is the mixed association led by He Zan. Although it belongs to Tianjin Town, it has participated in several battles to aid Liao and is the most combat-effective force in Tianjin Town.

His father was He Huchen, the general of Yansui Town, and was a famous general in one of the nine important towns. He fought bravely and was responsible for an important link in the northern defense line of the Ming Dynasty.

He Zan was born in a martial arts Jinshi. Although he was young, he had studied martial arts and had practical experience. He has become a young general of the new generation of Ming Dynasty.

"Roar, roar, roar!" He Zan's young face was a bit calm that was not commensurate with his age, and he roared.

His left hand was pressed tightly on the sword, which was the "loyalty and courageous" short sword given by the emperor. Only officers above the guerrilla general are qualified to obtain it.

"Loyalty, courage and fearlessness" is the quality that a qualified soldier must possess. He Zan does not think that his promotion is due to his father's embrace. Today, he has led nearly 10,000 troops and fought independently, and he has fought step by step.

Similarly, his father's head coach is not his end, but his next life goal.

"Kill, kill, kill!" He Zan roared, trying to step on the enemy's blood and corpses and climb to a higher stage of life.

There are two mixed associations of Huang Long and Zhu Mei in the south of the city. One is responsible for guarding the camp, and the other is actively training street fighting and preparing to attack the city.

After the flag was completed, Huanglong did not delay. He waved the flag and commanded the troops to continue to train street fighting techniques.

"Kill, kill, kill!" The soldiers' enthusiasm doubled in this warm atmosphere, and they shouted and formed a formation to attack.

In front is the Fran machine cannon mounted on the cannon car, full-equipped soccer bullets, which are bombarded in the narrow streets and alleys, with great lethality.

Behind the cannon carriage were three rows of musketeers, shooting alternately, and defeating all enemies in front of them with an unstoppable momentum.

After the musketeers, there were two grenade vehicles that could throw the sky-burning thunder over the heads of the officers and soldiers of the formation and bombard the enemies that were attacking melee.

How to fight street battles was also a new issue for the Ming army. However, in the subsequent counterattacks, they would often encounter traps and capture cities and villages.

Although martial arts has also studied this and formulated some tactical styles, it has not formed fixed norms like a classic. It is mainly to explore experiences and lessons in actual combat so that the generals on the front line can have more room for play.

Therefore, all units of the Ming army had training, but the Huanglong troops have been training in street battles these days. The battle of Haicheng will be dominated by his Mixed Association, and the first battle in the streets and alleys of Ping Liao will also be written by him and his soldiers.

"The general may be able to reduce the system and change it to a team of two hundred people, which is more flexible." A praising painting suggested: "The streets in the city are narrow, and the three hundred people seem to be a little incapable of exercising."

Huang Long pondered for a while, said slightly, "Yes, let's try to change it first."

After pausing, Huang Long continued: "The officers and soldiers drawn out form a mobile team to support the battle everywhere without having to attack along a fixed line."

"The general's method is very good." Zanhua bowed and bowed, turned around and sent an order.

Huang Long stood on the stage, narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the training of shouting and killing the sky below. His grim face was a little more warm.

Compared with the promotion of other generals, Huang Long's path was completely different. He was just a small school of the Liaodong Army, so he was transferred to the capital by the Ministry of War to study martial arts.

Until now, Huang Long knows a lot of things, but he still doesn't understand why Long Live chose his name at the beginning. He has the same situation as him and Huang Degong, but his official title is far from that.

If the emperor noticed a small school, everyone might think that Huang Long's name was worth it.

But I didn't know that Zhu Youxiao respected him, respected this loyal and brave general who shed tears to worship his mother in history, refused to surrender to the rebels, and finally fled alone in Lushun Fort and sacrificed his life on the battlefield.

Therefore, as the leader of the Association, Huang Long should be the fastest promoted. In his heart, he was also the most grateful to the emperor and determined to repay his life.

The Battle of Ningyuan Defense, the Counterattack of Fuzhou, the Battle of Haicheng Siege, and Huang Long all held such beliefs in the battles he had participated.

It is precisely because of his loyalty and courage that Xiong Tingbi also valued high esteem, unlike at first when he thought he was lucky enough to be promoted, and he was a little bit contemptuous.

Therefore, Xiong Tingbi was handed over to him in this battle of siege in Haicheng. After all, he was an old army in western Liaoning, and such military achievements and glory can also add luster to Lao Xiong's face.

Huanglong was born by Emperor Jianba. Long live the battle, wouldn’t he be happy?

In the tsunami and the war cry, there were not only the besieged troops, but also the surrounding reserve troops, as well as the mobile cavalry led by Cao Wenzhao.

The sharp sabers swayed up and down in the air, reflecting dazzling light, people shouted and neighed, and the cavalry's battle cry was more powerful than infantry.

Although they were flying cavalry in the Jingying camp, many young and strong Liao people were enlisted in the army when rectifying the Jingying camp and resettling the Liao people. Their emotions were even more excited and their roars became even more intense.

Back then, they were either alone, or had their families with their families, ragged clothes, and hungry to enter the pass; now they have bright helmets and bright armors and well-equipped weapons, and then rode their horses and returned to Liaodong.

The slaves of Liao were suppressed, and they took back their former homeland and secured this black fertile soil so that their families and fellow villagers could live and work in peace and contentment, and no longer suffer from the suffering of war.

"Roar, roar, roar!" Roar out the pain and hatred in your heart.

"Kill, kill, kill!" All the Jiannu Xilu who occupied their homes, plundered property, and slaughtered Liao people.

The passionate emotions spread like the wind, and the shocking battle cry spread all over the world.

Hey! Zhang Zhuzi stopped the cart and waved his fist hard.

Countless Liao people also stopped and listened quietly, with expressions of excitement, relief or solemnity on their faces.

The strength of the army may not be able to see the whole picture from the war cry. But it is certainly true that the war cry can become an ancient and powerful weapon.

Moreover, it is also a fact that the Ming army won repeatedly. From Lushun Fort to Jinzhou, to the three guards in southern Liaoning, and the coastal areas of Liaodong, it has changed year by year, and now there is no sign of Jiannu.

The armor is complete, the weapons are excellent, the cavalry is majestic, and the infantry spirit... Compared with the Ming army a few years ago, the Liao people felt that they were completely different now.

Only such an army can reassure the people and make the people feel that victory is in sight. The so-called military spirit and people's spirit are nothing more than this.

Puff, puff! Zhang Zhuzi spitted into his palms and shouted loudly: "Get harder, transport all these supplies across the river today."

"Okay!" Everyone responded, bent down and arched, and pushed the vehicle onto the floating bridge.

"I'm still thinking about rushing home tonight!" a middle-aged man said with a smile. He opened his arms, revealing his strong chest, and pushed the cart very fast.

Someone joked and said, "I'm afraid my wife will run away? I'll send the money later. Let's go and have a drink. It's great to go back tomorrow."

The middle-aged man glanced at him and said, "You young, you don't have hair on your mouth. You know nothing. If you have money, you will ruin yourself? Jianlu is going to be destroyed. If you have land, you can build a house and buy things, and you will not have to spend any money!"

Zhang Zhuzi pushed a car across the pontoon bridge, turned around and helped pull another car, and said loudly: "The court has already decided on the regulations, and the Liao people will pay the resettlement fee. If it is not enough, you can apply for a loan, and you don't have interest. You can pay it back in five years."

"Brother Zhang is a retired soldier and enjoys much better preferential policies than us." A young man said with some envy: "It's so good to join the army and serve as a soldier. It's a pity that my parents don't let me go."

Zhang Zhuzi felt a little lost. Perhaps he heard that he had a father and mother, which hurt his heart.

After a while of silence, he forced himself to smile and said, "Then you should be filial to your parents at home, don't envy the ability to get food and food when you are a soldier. If you become a soldier, you have to sacrifice your life to achieve success in the war..."

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Chapter completed!