After a period of rest and recuperation, the Ming army on Changsheng Island immediately began to advance towards Fuzhou.

Fuzhou and Yongning are very close. The reason why Qian Youren chose to attack Fuzhou first instead of Yongning is that the terrain of Fuzhou is more suitable for attack.

Yongning is a mountain city, and it is not easy to attack. Unless you are fully confident, it is easy to hurt the enemy and hurt 800 by attacking here.

Although the Ming Navy was joined by Qian Youren and other Changsheng Island Dongjiang Army, its overall strength was still insufficient.

In this case, the army will be unable to be regained.

Therefore, the Ming army decided to attack Fuzhou first, and then decide whether to attack Yongning depending on the situation.

If the conditions really do not allow it, there is actually no need to bite the bullet and fight.

Preserving strength is the most important thing.

As long as there is a new force, there is a possibility of further action.

If even people die, anything they say is futile.

Fuzhou is more of a camp than a city.

The village wall was built very simple and was originally used to guard against wild animals.

Because Fuzhou is located in the rear of Liaodong, there are usually no large army to attack.

If there is a large army to attack, the Qing Dynasty will be not far from being destroyed.

This village wall is enough to deal with ordinary beasts and scattered thieves.

The Ming army's march was very disciplined and would not move rashly when it should not be stopped or expressed.

If the locals are rich and tolerant, the Ming army will not go astray at all.

Soon the Ming army arrived outside Fuzhou City.

Yu Qizhang glanced at the camp and almost burst into laughter.

Is this worthy of being called a city?

To be honest, this is the most humble city he has ever seen.

They may hesitate for a moment when facing a strong city, but they will not fight such a fool in the camp.

This is simply a fat meat delivered to your mouth. If you don’t pick it up and eat it, you’re sorry for yourself.

Of course, we can't attack recklessly, after all, Qian Youren and others still hope to minimize the losses.

"Your Majesty the Emperor said that after taking Liaodong, we will reward you according to your merits. As long as General Qian performs well, we will jointly recommend you. At that time, General Qian will be able to make a fortune and will not be in vain for the soldiers who were killed and injured in Dongjiang Town to protect the spirit of heaven."

When it comes to personal contributions, money and tolerance, he doesn't care much, but when he mentions his brothers, he has to care.

For so many years, my brothers have been in the bitter and cold land of Liaodong for so long, and it is not too much to ask for a reward for their identity.

Qian Youren naturally hopes to find a good home for his brothers.

As long as they are praised and recognized by the court, the soldiers will definitely be happy.

"Then I will thank General Yu and General He in advance."

"Haha, why are we doing this? We should do this."

Qian Youren nodded gratefully, and then said in a deep voice: "Don't rush to attack first. When the Tartars start to bury the pot and make rice, it will be not too late for us to act again."

"Yes, in this way, the Tartars' defense will be at its most relaxed state, and we can definitely win with one blow."

"That's it!"

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"Five leaders, Liuliu. You can have one bite, I can have one bite."

In the Qing army camp in Fuzhou, the Qing soldiers gathered together to gamble.

Although the money for gambling was not big, the Qing soldiers were still happy.

Because life in the military camp is too boring, a little relaxed entertainment will make them feel that their lives are colorful.

"Come on, come on, just a whole mouthful, and a sip. Whoever doesn't drink will have a grandson."

Drinking is always the favorite thing soldiers love.

Although the army explicitly prohibited it, the officers turned a blind eye, so the Qing soldiers didn't care.

"Five leaders, Liuliu. Another bowl..."

"Stop drinking, stop drinking it, it's time to have a meal."

"Yes, eat."

"Hehe, don't say it, the happiest thing in life is to eat. If one bowl is not enough, then another bowl will be given."

"You're right, eat, go eat."

The Qing soldiers in the military camp scattered, and gambling seemed boring compared to eating.

They quickly sat around the barracks and started chatting together.

"I heard that the girls in the Rakshasa Kingdom are very beautiful, so I really want to do it."

"Then you have to be careful. I heard that those women don't have a fuel-efficient lamp, be careful to get rid of the oil you squeezed."

"Haha, you really have it. What does the Han people say? If you die under the peony flowers, you will be romantic even if you become a ghost."

"Yes, yes, let's talk about it first."

They could already smell the scent of rice, and the fragrance was so good that it was so good to pounce on their noses.

"Hehe, it's the most practical thing to eat. I want to eat two bowls of rice."

Just as the Qing soldiers were talking and laughing, they suddenly heard a loud bang.

"Bomb, someone fires fire!"

"Ah, it's the Ming thief, the Ming thief attacked!"

"Damn it, these damn Ming thieves!"

"Quick, search the guy."

"Prepare for a fight."

"Brothers, rush."

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Qian Youren calculated just right, and after the assembly, the Ming army launched an attack while the Qing army was burying the pot and making rice.

Soon they attacked the gate of the village.

"Kill the enemy to serve the country and rush into the village!"

"Brothers, rush!"

The charge of the Ming army quickly fought with the coming Qing soldiers.

"Go to die!"

"The Ming thief dies for grandpa!"

"Mom, kill me!"

The crowd was fighting in groups, without any tactics, and only desperately.

The reason is very simple for soldiers in both camps. If you want to survive, you must kill the other party.

A horizontal knife stabbed into the Qing soldiers' lower abdomen and then began to stir.

The Qing soldiers let out a wail.

He grabbed the blade with both hands and tried desperately to pull it out.

But this is naturally futile.

Blood oozed out of his palms, his legs were weak, and his whole body collapsed on the ground like noodles.

"I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

The Qing soldiers who fell to the ground let out a cry of mourning, but the Ming soldiers did not hesitate at all. They pulled out their swords with their hands and pointed them at their hearts and repaired them.

"Go to die!"

There were a large number of Qing soldiers coming from the gates of the camp, but they could not stop the Ming army's offensive at all. Most of the Qing soldiers could only accumulate in the rear to watch the show.

Under the strong offensive, the Ming army quickly invaded the camp. Although they had not completely taken down the camp gate, they had already bought time and space for the subsequent Ming soldiers.

Qian Youren took the lead, Yu Qi, He Shouyi and Wang Ermazi were not willing to be outdone.

The general is the soul of a army. With such a general leading the charge into battle, the ordinary Ming soldiers naturally felt like they were injected with chicken blood.

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The Qing army was cooking, and was not a match for the hasty response when they were neglected to be prepared.

As more and more Ming troops poured into the village, the Qing army gradually lost control of the camp gate.

"Run to the central army's tent to capture and kill the thief's head!"

"Capture the king first! Capture the thief's head!"

"For the sake of Daming!"

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