Good morning Daming - Chapter 767: We Have No Way to Retreat

Chapter 768 We Have No Way to Retreat

The atmosphere in the Bo's mansion was tense, and no one dared to walk around in the front yard... Someone had been running around before, but was immediately caught by the guards. The housekeeper Fu Cheng had a sullen face and had people torture and interrogate him.

"He said he was going out to report something." The guard got the confession.

"What news?"

"A letter about my wife's difficult labor."

"As expected, they have wolfish ambitions." Fu Cheng sneered, "They have been lurking in the mansion for so long, without moving, just waiting for this moment. I am a little curious about what those people are going to do with this matter."

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"If the news of defeat comes, Altan's army will follow and kill us. All our people in the capital must be mobilized. Order them to gather, and once Altan's army gathers outside the city, we will be ready to start an uprising."

In Baiyun Tower, the fairy spirit in Ning Yu's eyes turned cold, "The capital is empty and will definitely not be able to stop Altan's army. If the capital falls, the dog emperor will flee south. Altan will chase him closely. And there won't be many troops left in the capital. This is our chance."

The madam said excitedly, "After years of waiting, we finally got the chance given by God. But Saint, if Zhao Quan was in Altan's army, I'm afraid it would cause some disturbance to the followers."

There is no two suns in the sky. At that time, the White Lotus Sect was declining. Zhao Quan called himself the leader and commanded the followers in the northwest. The saint's whereabouts were said to be uncertain. Although her status was respected, after all, she could not be seen. Who would listen to you?

If Zhao Quan showed up in the capital, what would the followers think?

Saint?

Where is the saint?

Now that the leader has appeared, we naturally have to listen to him.

"We have always said that the Saint is the messenger of the Western Paradise in the world, and Zhao Quan, that bastard, followed suit, saying that he is a disciple of some god and was ordered to save the world." Yuanyang said angrily: "If the great thing is accomplished, we must kill that bastard."

"Don't worry about this." Ning Yu said, "I will show up when the time comes."

This is the person guarding the door outside saying, "Someone is coming."

The three of them were silent. Not long after, a servant came in and bowed, saying, "Our people in the powerful family have sent us news that Jiang Qingzhi's wife is having a difficult delivery."

"What does that have to do with us?" said Yuanyang.

"No, it is related." The man said, "Someone wanted to spread a rumor that the news of the army's defeat reached the Bo's Mansion, and Jiang Qingzhi's wife was so angry that she had a difficult delivery."

The madam gasped, "These people are so vicious!"

"No ruthlessness, no hero!" Ning Yu said coldly, "A few days ago, there were rumors that the army was defeated and Jiang Qingzhi surrendered to the enemy, but then the victory report came, slapping those people in the face. This time they spread rumors again... using the fact that Jiang Qingzhi's wife had a difficult childbirth..."

"Those people won't believe it, right?" Yuanyang said.

"Don't overestimate those so-called nobles." The madam has been in this business for many years and has seen the true faces of many nobles. "Those people may seem majestic, wise, and unfathomable, but in fact, most of them are idiots. Recently, several old customers have not come again. Do you know why?"

The madam smiled and said, "They all went south, bringing their families and money. Those people are even less courageous than the eunuchs. They will be scared out of their wits at the slightest sign of trouble. Those people spread rumors about Jiang Qingzhi's wife's difficult childbirth. Do you think those idiots will believe it or not?"

Yuanyang was stunned, "Don't those people... have any brains?"

"All they think about is their own personal gain, eating, drinking and having fun, and calculating... all they do is calculate how to suck blood from the Ming Dynasty and the people." The madam sneered. "I don't like Jiang Qingzhi, but I agree with what he said."

Jiang Qingzhi once said this, and in the context of the time, it was regarded by Confucians as incompetent and furious.

Ning Yu was lost in thought when the madam asked, "Saintess, we can also add fuel to the fire. Once the city is in chaos, the dog emperor will be at a loss. Then, we will have an opportunity to take advantage of it."

Ning Yu shook his head slightly, "We will not get involved in this matter!"

"Saint!" The madam was surprised, "This is a rare opportunity."

Ning Yu shook his head, "Go get some information."

The madam had no choice but to stand up and leave with Yuanyang.

After the two left, Ning Yu slowly walked to the window and pushed it open.

"It's raining!"

There were cheers outside.

The raindrops fall quietly like charming eyes.

"The sun is setting in the majestic sorrow of separation, and the whip is pointing eastward to the end of the world. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers."

Ning Yu looked at the raindrops and softly recited the poem that Jiang Qingzhi had written in Baiyun Tower.

"Jiang Qingzhi, are you...defeated?"

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"volley!"

Bang bang bang bang!

Dense lead bullets swept across the battlefield.

Those enemy soldiers fell off their horses one after another, and amid screams, the following enemy soldiers rushed forward fearlessly, trampling their comrades to death while also trampling their own fear to death.

The Ming army on the right wing was counterattacking frantically. An Jing, covered in blood, led the reserve troops to charge repeatedly.

The enemy was even more frantic, charging at the gap one after another. Those in front fell, and those behind continued to charge, stepping on the bodies of their comrades, dead or alive.

The corpses piled up higher and higher at the gap.

It's like hell.

Everyone knows that the most critical moment of this battle has come.

The nobles of the Altan tribe were shouting.

"Only if we defeat Jiang Qingzhi can we survive!"

"We have nowhere to retreat!"

"Follow me!"

The nobles even led the charge themselves.

They knew the consequences of retreating.

In preparation for this battle, Altan Khan stored up food and fodder for two years.

This time the army marched southward not only consumed the savings of the past two years, but also used up a lot of this year's food and slaughtered a lot of cattle and sheep.

If we retreat, many people will die of hunger rather than cold this winter.

When the nobles thought of that situation, they secretly hated Altan for his incompetence and also developed a determination to die.

Only by defeating the Ming army and capturing Datong City can we make up for the losses. Not only that, but we can also make a lot of money.

Then head south!

Plunder all the way!

Get rich!

People have two choices when they are in desperate situations.

Lie down and leave it to fate.

Love so much!

I accept whatever comes.

Another option is... counterattack!

At this moment, everyone under Altan's command had the intention of counterattacking and rushed forward madly.

"Khan, morale is high!"

Meng Xian smiled.

"Left wing!" Altan stared at his left wing, which was the right wing of the Ming army, "If we can break through them, we will definitely win this battle." Everyone was staring at the battle on the left wing.

Only Ji was watching the center of the Ming army.

"Jiang Qingzhi didn't even move!"

Jinen murmured, "Isn't he afraid that his right wing will collapse?"

What the Ming army faced was not bandits, but cavalry that had roamed the grasslands for many years. Once the right wing was penetrated and collapsed, it would be too late for Jiang Qingzhi to send reinforcements.

"What does he rely on?"

Jineng wants to find the answer.

"kill!"

An Jing swung his sword and hacked. He saw a soldier whose left hand was cut off by the enemy, but he did not retreat but advanced instead and killed his opponent with one blow. After being knocked down by a warhorse, he stumbled to his feet and tried his best to swing his sword...

A horseman rushed over, and the soldier rushed over and knocked the enemy off his horse. The two of them fell to the ground, biting each other on the pile of corpses...

The sergeant slammed his head into his opponent's face, over and over again.

When he stood up again, there was madness in his eyes.

"Wan Sheng!"

The soldier raised his knife and shouted, but was immediately beheaded with one blow.

But more soldiers were shouting: "Victory!"

If it were the Datong Border Army, they would have collapsed in the face of such a dangerous situation. You Qing was observing from a close distance, watching the fierce fighting on the right wing, and couldn't help but say, "The will of the Beijing Guards... is really ironclad?"

When rebuilding the Beijing Guards, what Jiang Qingzhi valued most was will.

Therefore, standing in line is a must. No matter how dissatisfied the soldiers are, Jiang Qingzhi firmly insists on this.

Stand like a pine tree!

Stand still for me and don’t move!

Under the scorching sun and in the pouring rain.

As they stood like this, the soldiers' spirits gradually rose.

The belief in unity, cooperation, and living and dying together has become increasingly firm.

What followed was ideological transformation.

Why fight?

This is the direction that Jiang Qingzhi is focusing on.

"For the Ming Dynasty!" a general shouted.

"For the Ming Dynasty!" Hundreds of soldiers behind him shouted the same slogan and rushed towards the gap.

These soldiers were ready to die, and even when facing the enemy's horses, they still bravely faced them.

Use your flesh and blood to block the enemy's advance and even counterattack.

You Qing was trembling all over, "This is an invincible army! Given time, they will surely dominate the world!"

Fight for the Ming Dynasty!

Fight for your wife and children who are waiting for you!

Although the Ming Dynasty is vast, our home is behind us.

We have no way to retreat!

"Kill the enemy!"

An old soldier was roaring.

In You Qing's opinion, the old soldiers were the most cunning. They were sneaky and cunning during their daily training, but when they were on the battlefield, they would always find ways to avoid the most dangerous places.

But at this moment, what are those old soldiers on the right wing of the Ming army doing...

You Qing saw the old soldiers leading the young soldiers in charging, shouting, and reminding them. They used their actions to teach the new soldiers how to fight on the battlefield.

They lead by example!

Brave and not afraid of death!

You Qing looked back at the big flag and thought of what Zhang Da once said: Chang Wei Bo is not only good at using troops, in fact, in my opinion, Chang Wei Bo's ability to train troops is also unparalleled in the world!

At this moment, You Qing believed this without a doubt!

"Counterattack on the left." someone shouted.

You Qing looked up and saw that the Ming army on the left was launching a frantic counterattack.

Spears stood in rows, and they rushed forward in a row.

Then a fierce battle broke out with the enemy cavalry.

Rows of soldiers rushed forward, and soon, they fell down one after another.

You Qing looked at all this, opened his mouth, and murmured: "Is this the war?"

The fierce counterattack from the left caught the enemy off guard and they actually advanced dozens of steps.

In the middle.

Zhu Shitai and his men have already rotated six rounds.

In front, a group of enemy cavalry rushed over and fell off their horses one after another in the volley of gunfire.

But three riders still slipped through.