Late Ming Dynasty: Oops, I am surrounded by the Donglin Party

Chapter 637: I’m not afraid of death, so why should I be afraid of a bird?

And at the original site of Khalkha Mongolia, more than 400 miles away from the Ujumchin tribe, the same scene was happening.

But the difference is that Huang Degong doesn't have to act at all.

The 30,000 troops led by Huang Degong were originally the original troops of the Imperial Guards.

Among these guards, there are many who have followed Zhang Shikang. They have truly transformed from the most despised old, weak and sick people in the Beijing camp to the pride of the country today.

From being in rags and having nothing, they now wear brand new military uniforms and hold the latest standard weapons and armor. Many people have even won military honors.

All of this was caused by the Grand Marshal Zhang Shikang. We fought for the Grand Marshal, no matter what difficulties we faced.

As long as the Grand Marshal gives the order, they will dare to rush forward even through mountains of swords and seas of fire.

Now the Grand Marshal was surrounded. After experiencing the initial fury, the 30,000-strong army did not even take a rest. They abandoned all their baggage and only took two days' worth of dry food and began to rush towards Guanshan.

Compared with Wu Sangui's resentful army, Huang Degong's place was dozens of miles closer to Guanshan, but he did not dare to take it lightly.

Although the plan was decided after consultation with the Grand Marshal, he and Sun Weifan actually disagreed with it. In the end, the Grand Marshal rarely used military orders to pressure them.

The battlefield was changing rapidly, and Huang Degong hadn't slept well in the past few days. He really couldn't imagine what would happen to the Guards and the court if something happened to the Grand Marshal.

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June 5th, dawn, Guanshan.

The not-so-intense battle lasted the entire night, and only fell silent when the sky in the east was just beginning to turn light.

It was a rare moment of tranquility. Xu Wenyuan, Sun Dasheng and other members of the Second Sons' Regiment were either squatting or sitting on the ground. They held water bags in their hands, but in fact, they were filled with wine.

"More than 800 brothers died in the camp. I feel so sad. I wonder how many faces will disappear when the day breaks." Chen Tao's face was pitch black and stained with blood.

"More than 600 men from my battalion have also gone, and the brothers are all very tired. I really don't know what the eldest brother is thinking.

If it were me, I would have used heavy artillery to bombard that son of a bitch." Zheng Chong took the water bag from Xu Wenyuan and said.

"If you had half the wisdom of my elder brother, you wouldn't be just a lieutenant general in the Imperial Guards.

There must be a reason why my brother did this.

"A merciful army is not fit for war. This is a war between two countries. Don't you understand?" Xu Wenyuan sighed softly.

As a general, one should know how to make choices when necessary. This is the most basic military quality of a qualified commander.

If you are stingy with the lives of your soldiers, you will at most be a small general and will never be able to make any further progress.

But Xu Wenyuan knew in his heart that his elder brother was actually in pain and he was forcing himself to do this.

He had seen his elder brother several times secretly visiting the wounded camp. The pain on his face was unfakingable, but there was nothing he could do.

"Alas, aren't we just complaining? How could we not know?

Let's not talk about it, the most complete organization right now is probably the 7,000-plus artillery troops, right?" Song Liangzu interrupted.

"Yes, over four hundred of the Marquis of Annan's heavily armored cavalry were killed in the battle. General Cao's armor was chopped to pieces, and it's said he was even stabbed in the back."

"The battle has come to this point, I guess it will be put to use soon.

I just hope Qi Dazhu doesn't let our brothers die in vain." Xu Wenyuan said.

"If he dares to make any mistakes, and if we can still go back alive, we will beat him so hard that his mother won't even recognize him!" Sun Dasheng said after taking a gulp of wine.

"Then we have to be able to go back. Brothers, have you written your suicide notes?" Chen Tao said.

"I've already written it and handed it to Commander Hong. If I'm unlucky, he'll give it to my mother." Zheng Chong said casually.

Although the situation was very unfavorable, everyone present believed that if they were really unlucky, the commander of the personal guards, Hong Xiucheng, would have the highest chance of survival.

After all, the Marshal of the Army did not have to participate in the battle, and Hong Xiucheng, as the commander of their eldest brother's personal guards, was so skilled that even Sun Dasheng could not withstand a few moves.

"I didn't write it, and I don't know who it was written to. If I'm unlucky, my father and I can go together to find my mother." Sun Dasheng said nonchalantly.

The Sun family has been a single-line family for three generations, and now the father and son are both in Guanshan, so they are the most worry-free.

"Actually, there's no need to be so pessimistic. Big brother will definitely have a better arrangement." Xu Wenyuan said with certainty.

Only Zhang Shikang, Sun Weifan, Huang Degong, and the commander-in-chief of the Tiger Guards, Lu Xiangsheng, knew the exact plan of this battle.

If Jirgalang in Guihua City was really wiped out, Lu Xiangsheng should be arriving soon.

Xu Wenyuan did not write a suicide note because he did not think Hong Xiucheng had the greatest chance of survival. As a personal soldier, if the commander died, there would be no possibility for the personal soldier to survive.

It's just that he didn't want to tell the truth and make his brothers feel sad.

At this time, Zhang Shikang came over with Zhu Cilang, and everyone quickly stood up.

"Why are you mumbling here instead of taking a rest?" Zhang Shikang said as he was about to take the water bag from Sun Dasheng.

Sun Dasheng still didn't want to give it, Zhang Shikang said sarcastically:

"Do you still need to hide a little bit of wine?"

"So big brother knows everything..." Sun Dasheng grinned and loosened his hand that was tightly holding the water bag.

"This is just the first time, it won't happen again." After saying that, Zhang Shikang took a few sips and frowned because of the spiciness.

"That will have to wait until next time." Sun Dasheng said with a bitter face, then seemed to remember something, blinked and said again:

"If I can return alive, big brother...can you betroth my sister to me?"

Sun Dasheng and his father depended on each other for survival and had few concerns until he met Zhang Jingyi on the day of Zhang Shikang's wedding.

In fact, Sun Dasheng also wanted to write a letter to Zhang Xiaomei, but firstly, he didn't know what to write, and secondly, it would be too abrupt, and he was worried that she would look down on him.

"I can't do anything about it. Ask her yourself when you get back." Zhang Shikang almost spit out his wine.

"I'm not afraid..."

"If I'm not afraid of death, why should I be afraid of a bird?

Remember, if you see purple arrows from the northeast, do not hesitate to fight. Immediately gather your troops and retreat to the interior of the camp."

After saying that, Zhang Shikang threw the water bag to Sun Dasheng, took two steps forward and said to him:

“But it wouldn’t be bad if you became my brother-in-law.

Everyone should live well."

Half an hour later, the sky was completely bright, and four miles away from the Guanshan camp, the Qing army had gathered again.

With the sound of trumpets and drums, the final battle began.

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