The little emperor I supported suddenly changed to fishing

Mrs. Dai put the big and small bags of things prepared for Dai Shaojin into the chariot. After a while, the car was full and there was no place to stay.

After saying goodbye to Mrs. Dai, Dai Shaojin reluctantly closed the window and sat back in the car until he could no longer see Mrs. Dai.

"Master Admiral, my mother also asked for one for you. The safety amulet from Folu Temple is very effective." Dai Shaojin handed the other amulet to Wang Wanyi's hand. "Although we have put life and death aside this time, we still have our thoughts in Yanjing. Of course, it's best to come back intact."

Wang Wanyi took the amulet, unfastened the pendant on her plate and replaced it with the amulet. "I am envious of Shao Jin."

Wang Wanyi thought that Dai Shaojin had also heard about the eunuch's past, so Dai Shaojin asked. "Admiral, do you have any other family members?"

"Dead, the whole family is dead except this official." Wang Wanyi said calmly. "Oh, that's why I said Shao Jin, you really don't know how to be blessed while you are in the midst of blessings."

Wang Wanyi sighed, but it's okay, he didn't remember much when he was six years old, and he couldn't even remember what his parents looked like.

After so many years, he had survived and climbed to this position by himself, and he had long been used to it.

In the important town on the Nine Borders, the Jin army once raided. General Zhao Liang was defeated by the Jin army and retreated. The East Gate captured the Jin army and entered the city to pit and kill the civilians in the city.

It is said that without anyone's order, the Jin soldiers began to wantonly massacre the Ming army and civilians in the city who were unable to evacuate in the future or stayed willing to protect the city residents, regardless of men, women, old or young, leaving no one alive.

After a month of tossing, most of the Ming people in the east gate were dead, and one could imagine the tragedy of the slaughter.

The rest of the city residents were in panic all day long and fled to Liaoxi, General Zhao Liang retreated to Liaodong, and the place where Wang Wanyi was going to supervise the army was Liaodong, which was also one of the important towns for the next war.

On the chariot, Wang Wanyi and Dai Shaojin met many displaced people who had been devastated by the war.

Many women grew up under the city gate with babies who could no longer cry. Their husbands and family members may have fought hard to resist, but compared with the red-eyed beasts, hitting stones with eggs has become one of the souls of the dead without exception.

Too many people died, the city walls collapsed, the city towers were in a mess, the sky was blackened by black smoke, and the air was full of burnt dust.

There are dead bodies everywhere, and there are even some disheveled women who died after being humiliated. The smoke is everywhere, and there are traces of death all the way.

Those who can be saved are given money, and those who cannot be saved are powerless. Even so, it is unknown whether these refugees can make it to the west of Liaoning alive.

Desolate, desolate without a blade of grass.

"To avoid delaying the military situation, send a few people to bury these common people in peace, and try our best to return the bones and souls of the soldiers who died in the battle to their hometowns." Wang Wanyi couldn't bear to look at the scene in front of him again, and waved to the soldiers around him.

"But... Lord Chang, this amount..." The soldier was a little embarrassed.

"Just undo the battlefield and die for the country, why return the corpses wrapped in horse leather. They are all heroes who died in the glorious battle of our Ming Dynasty. Do your best. If we are the ones with the corpses here, is it really the destination you and I want to die in a foreign land?"

Because he has experienced and experienced the cruelty of war, his parents were slaughtered in a remote place by the remnants of the Ming army. He was taken as a prisoner of the Ming army when he was six years old, just because he was young, handsome and clever. At that time, a well-meaning soldier of the Ming army sent him to the palace.

He hated war, but this battle had to be fought. Without war, there would be no peace, but even with war, there would still be no peace.

The soldier nodded and ordered to go on. "Yes, my lord."

"Give this snack to the victims too." Dai Shaojin also took out the snack his mother brought him.

Inside and outside the Great Wall, there are two kinds of scenes. Inside the Great Wall, singing and dancing are flourishing, and the people don’t even know that the flames of war are imminent. However, outside the Great Wall, amidst the ruins and dust, there are smoke everywhere, and the great rivers and mountains are riddled with holes.

The blood-red sunset gradually dissipated, Wang Wanyi looked up at the red sun that was about to set, wondering if the sun Ayan saw on the other side of the Great Wall was also blood red like this?

This battle has been fought three times in succession. General Zhao Liang and General Li Guoliang stationed in Liaodong risked their lives to resist. None of the soldiers in Liaodong had the intention of retreating, and persisted for two months.

There was a shortage of food and grass, and the troops were damaged. Just when they were about to be unable to support themselves, the support of the imperial court and the reinforcements led by Wang Zhengsuo arrived at the barracks.

The frontier soldiers who had suffered repeated setbacks in the several battles of the Golden Thieves boosted the morale of the soldiers in the battalion even more when they saw the mighty reinforcements and supplies.

In the barracks tent, Zhao Liang was in a mess, his body was covered in blood and bandaged wounds, and he said respectfully to Wang Wanyi beside him: "Master Admiral, these gold thieves were born in a bitter cold place, they are brave and good at fighting, and they adapt to the cold winter climate. Inexperienced in combat, being beaten back again and again, there will be another battle in Donggou tomorrow, with reinforcements and firearms, I believe that tomorrow we will be able to take back the East Gate."

"The martial arts in the world are only fast. No matter how brave and good these gold bandit soldiers are, how fast can they pass firearms? How can flesh and blood block gunpowder? Gold bandits are good at melee combat, rough skin and thick flesh are invincible, but muskets are nothing to them. It’s a rare thing, it’s one thing to look at the sky, but if you really want to fight, as long as you shoot a few rows with muskets, once the morale of the gold thief is gone, it’s our chance to turn the tables.” Wang Wanyi played with the gun in her hand Said the light musket.

There is only one light gun in the entire Ming Dynasty, and he keeps it in the interlayer of his official boots for self-defense on weekdays.

They had only seen that kind of long and heavy musket. When he went to the West, he saw a musket that could be carried on his body, so he dragged the craftsmen there to build a lightweight one.

But this musket is really easy to use. There were several assassins who were sent to kill him, but before they got close to him, they were shot by him.

The drums sounded, the Jin and Ming armies confronted each other, the horn sounded, and the arrow had to be fired.

The leader of Jin Bing was Wan Yanxiu, the third son of Jin Wang Wanyan Hong.

Dozens of sentry cavalry from the Jin soldiers began to approach the Ming army formation. They held bows and arrows and carried quiveres on their backs. Bows and arrows pierced the sky with whistles. The Ming army set up iron shields to block the flying arrows.

"Let the arrows!" Li Guoliang gave an order, and there was a sound of bowstrings, more than 200 large arrows pierced through the air, and the arrows shot by both sides intersected with each other. They were shot down by arrows. Although there were shields to resist, many people were shot by bows and arrows because there were too many and dense soldiers like ants swarming out.

But facing the rain of arrows covering the sky, even if the infantry behind them did not have the protection of shields, they still marched forward bravely. It is their glory to die on the battlefield for the country.

"The musket is ready!" Li Guoliang shouted again. "put!"

The fire cavalry were ready to go. After several rounds of salvo, the army erected a thousand black muskets and shot towards the sky in unison. Suddenly, the deafening sound of several bursts was like thunder that shocked the sky.

As soon as the Jin army heard the sound of thousands of muskets frightening the sky, not only the Jin soldiers themselves, but also the horses under them were startled, and they were in a mess. Although the Jin country also had muskets, there were not many of them. Afraid of the power of the musket, most of his momentum disappeared immediately.

The timing seemed to be about the same, Li Guoliang held his sword high and shouted loudly to the thousands of troops behind him. "Kill! Soldiers, kill me!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The Ming soldiers rushed towards the enemy with their weapons raised without hesitation.

Li Guoliang and Ma Youshen were the first to bear the brunt, waving the swords in their hands on the horses, the blood of the severed limbs spattered, and there were wailing sounds everywhere they went.

When the two sides are fighting, there must be casualties. The corpses on the ground are stacked one on top of the other, and the blood on the ground has stained the entire land red.

The sound of the drums changed and became more rapid, and the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty on the battlefield would be excited. At this time, there was only one belief in their hearts, which was to kill the enemy in front of them and return to their hometown to repay the king's kindness.

Wanyanxiu is really brave, not only is he powerful, he has an arrow stuck in each of his left and right arms, but his speed of fighting has not slowed down. He holds a big ax in both hands, his left hand is desperately chopping, and his right is resisting. The attack of the Ming army.

Wanyanxiu's face was ferocious, his eyes turned red, immersed in the killing, he roared loudly, his ax was like a head, half of his body, this appearance frightened the soldiers of the Ming army who wanted to get close to him.

Ah Wu kicked the corpse next to his feet and looked towards Wanyanxiu, with a pair of leopard eyes staring closely at Wanyanxiu as if looking at prey.

Ah Wu picked up the sword in his hand, and attacked Wanyanxiu with lightning speed.

The moment Wanyanxiu saw Ah Wu again, he was momentarily taken aback, and then Wanyanxiu uttered a Jin Guo dialect from his mouth.

Ah-Wu's sword struck again, but Wanyanxiu slashed it down without thinking, and Ah-Wu slashed the sword straight at Wanyanxiu's neck again.Wan Yanxiu slightly tilted his head back, but he didn't kill Ah Wu. The two of them were still fighting fiercely, and tens of thousands of bones and blood had piled up around them.

The blood-red smell diffused, and the white snow on the ground turned into red snow, whining in the wind and snow, and the remains piled up on the ground were shattered.

Ah Wu took out the blood droplet he was carrying on his body, turned off the engine and attacked Wanyanxiu fiercely.

Under Wanyanxiu's shocked gaze, the body was separated, and Ah Wu retracted the blood droplet, which tightly locked Wanyanxiu's head, and the blood stained Ah Wu's entire arm.

Seeing that the commander Wan Yanxiu was dead, the Jin army, which had lost more than half of it, lost its morale. They ran and retreated, escaped, and those who could not escape could only become one of the bones left in the Donggou .

This battle, win.