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The eastern sky gradually reveals a hint of fish belly white, announcing the arrival of a new day.

On the arrow tower, Man Gui's eyes were bloodshot, observing the outside of the city with the help of the increasingly bright light.

The moat opposite the city gate had been filled in by builders last night and was more than ten feet wide. Mangui understood that this area would be the focus of Jianlu's attack. The reason why I chose this place was because I wanted to break through from Deshengmen.

On the frozen-hard ground on the other side of the moat, there were shallow trenches plowed by iron bullets, and on both sides of the trench there was blood-stained soil. Even if it wasn't near the shallow ditch, bright red blood stains could be seen everywhere. The closer to the moat side, the denser it became.

It can be seen that the firing last night caused many casualties to Jianlu. However, Mangui could guarantee with his life that these bloodstains could never be from the Jurchen Tatars.

He looked at the Jianlu camp in the distance. There was not much movement at this time. Most of the people were probably catching up on their sleep. The siege was expected to be in the afternoon.

With this in mind, Mangui ordered several close servants to patrol the city on his behalf and inspect the city's defense equipment. He himself went to Li Fengxiang and expressed his judgment so that Li Fengxiang could report it to the emperor. After all these things were done, he went to lie down for a while.

At this time, the Shanhaiguan city gate opened, and groups of Ming army cavalry scattered out, followed by countless infantry, pushing various chariots, escorted by the cavalry on both sides, forming a long snake, slowly The ground went away.

A group of generals surrounded an old man in scarlet robes on the top of the city, silently watching the army go away. There was no trace of relaxation on everyone's face.

After a while, a general wearing a helmet and armor clasped his hands and said to the old man in a deep voice: "Mr. Ge, I have to say goodbye!"

Sun Chengzong withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Zu Dashou, and said solemnly: "The Guan Ning Army is the elite of the Ming Dynasty, and the one you brought out is the elite of the Guan Ning Army. You must be careful when going to Changli. Don’t be careless!”

"The last general understands!" Zu Dashou responded loudly, holding his fists, "The last general will never show off his strength!"

After hearing this, Sun Chengzong nodded and said: "If we can defeat the enemies of Changli and relieve the siege of Changli, that would be the best. Your Majesty will be very happy when he hears the good news. This is a good opportunity for you to make meritorious deeds!"

Zu Dashou agreed again. Seeing that Sun Chengzong didn't explain anything, he clasped his fists again and strode down the city.

Near the city gate, another group of generals were waiting for him. When they saw him passing by, they all clasped their fists and said, "Commander!"

Zu Dashou did not respond. After approaching quickly, he took the war horse from the guard and jumped up. Then he ordered condescendingly: "Zuo Liangyu, Huang Degong?"

"The general is here!" the two generals responded, clasping their fists and looking up at the commander.

Zu Dashou looked at them with a cold face and said: "You two lead our troops to the left and right and spread out for ten miles. You will be the eyes and ears of the army. There must be no mistakes!"

"Yes!" Generals Zuo Liangyu and Huang Degong responded loudly, then immediately turned around, mounted their horses, and galloped out.

Zu Dashou then ordered the general again: "Cao Wenzhao?"

"The general is here!" Cao Wenzhao immediately clasped his fists and responded loudly.

Zu Dashou still had a cold face, stared at Cao Wenzhao and ordered: "I order you to be the vanguard of the army, drive away, capture and kill Jianlu and explore the horse, and open the way for the army!"

"General, I obey!" Cao Wenzhao accepted the order with his fists clasped, then he also jumped on his horse and galloped out.

It was only then that Zu Dashou softened his expression and said to He Kegang standing on the side: "Let's go!"

On the top of the city, Liu Xingzuo watched Zu Dashou lead the army away, and left a message to Hu Guang in his mind: "Your Majesty, Zu Dashou has led the army to leave Shanhaiguan and go to rescue Changli."

Hu Guang didn't respond, obviously he wasn't here. But at this time, Changli was already shaking the sky with war drums.

"Dong dong dong..."

Groups of Jianlu cavalry galloped out of the camp and ran around the city, approaching Changli City from time to time, chirping and croaking unscrupulously. There are even some Jianlu who often rush towards the city without warning, and shoot arrows at the top of the city with their bows drawn.

Jianlu's infantry pushed the carts, filed out of the camp gate, and then opened them up. At a quick count, there were more than ten carts. However, most of these carts are crudely made, just made of spliced ​​wooden boards.

At the gate of the camp, a group of Jianlu generals surrounded a young leader and looked at the carriages one after another.

"Haha, if the Great Khan sees these carriages, I'm afraid he will punish Ben Beile!" The young leader laughed.

A Jurchen Tatar heard this and quickly responded: "Master, what are you talking about? This is enough to deal with a small county in Changli!"

"Yes, yes, Lord Beile is joking. Even with his carriage, he already looks up to this small county of Changli!" A Mongolian leader said with a charming smile in half-baked Chinese.

Chinese is the lingua franca. Whether they are Mongolian Tatars or Jurchen Tatars, anyone with a higher status can basically speak it.

When other Mongolian leaders heard this, they also agreed. They understand that only if they flatter Azig well and make Azig happy, they will gain more benefits when they defeat Changli.

Just when they were very happy, Azig suddenly seemed to change his face. The smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and he became angry and shouted loudly: "If you can't defeat Chang Li today, Ben Beile will take your heads!"

After this outburst, the surrounding Tatar leaders immediately shut up.

Azig pointed his riding crop at the people in front of him and continued to roar: "Little Changli, if you can't defeat him after fighting for so long, the big Baylors will definitely be unhappy. You could have used yesterday's Ming army as an excuse. But if we can’t win today, don’t blame Ben Beile for being rude!”

His words made it very clear that the big Baile must have been dissatisfied if such a small city of Changli could not be conquered. I'm afraid today has reached the limit of tolerance. If the fight continues, Azig will be blamed, and people like them will also have a hard time.

Thinking of Azig's violent temper, these Tatar leaders couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts. They thought that they must conquer Changli with all their heart today.

On the top of the city, Zuo Yingxuan looked far in the direction of the Jianlu camp. When he saw the carriages, especially the hundreds of ladders, he couldn't help but look grim. Today's battle will indeed be brutal!

However, when he turned around and looked at the people on the top of the city, all of whom had put on the earthen armor, he felt a little relieved.

"Li Shiqi?" Zuo Yingxuan called.

When a middle-aged man who was observing Jianlu heard this, he immediately turned around and clasped his fists and said, "The common people are here!"

"I see that Jianlu's attack is fierce today. When the battle begins, the explosive ammunition will be used at key points. Do you understand?" Zuo Yingxuan ordered seriously.

Li Shiqi nodded, nodded vigorously and said: "The common people understand, please rest assured, Lord County!"

Zuo Yingxuan nodded, there was nothing he could do about it. Ever since I learned how to make flower bombs yesterday, I haven't been able to do much in a hurry. More importantly, there are not many gunpowder raw materials in Changli City, so we can only use them sparingly.

Thanks to Xiaoyuan, the Chinese pastoral cat, for the reward! Thanks!