Wu Sangui led the 3,000 Forward Battalion to march all the way. Behind him was the 5,000 Jizhen infantry led by his deputy general Yan Peiwei. He opened the distance and shook his footsteps. From a distance, the flags covered the sun and the dust was flying. The five thousand men and horses really looked like they were 30,000 men and horses. The scouts of the Later Jin Dynasty did not dare to get too close, so they naturally couldn't see clearly. There was no advanced reconnaissance equipment, so the return was naturally a 30,000 army.

It is definitely not Wu Sangui's style to sit and wait for death. He has a bold plan, but this plan must be trusted and supported by the deputy general Yan Peiwei. Wu Sangui naturally knew that Yan Peiwei was a pawn next to him by the emperor and the commander. As long as he had any abnormal movement, the head would fall to the ground at any time. It was impossible for the emperor to be so hasty about military and national affairs. It was right to use him, but he had to be careful of him. This is human nature, also a skill of power and strategy, and a way of using troops. Wu Sangui was born in a family of officials. His father Wu Xiang was still a businessman in his early years. He was much more transparent about whether it was a power and trick in the officialdom, or the worldly ways of the people.

Fake surrender is a military strategy that has existed in ancient times, but when Wu Sangui proposed it at this time, it made Yan Peiwei suspicious. He received the emperor's secret order and did not interfere with any military command of Wu Sangui. However, Wu Sangui had the intention of surrendering and immediately captured him and beheaded. In fact, the three thousand vanguard battalions could actually command them, not Wu Sangui.

Wu Sangui naturally saw Yan Peiwei's doubts. He didn't want to raise this bold idea at first, but after thinking about it, this method could save this team of 8,000 people and damage Huang Taiji at a critical moment!

Yan Peiwei was also very conflicted in his heart. This was his first time on the battlefield. The emperor meant that he was tempered in order to be able to stand alone. He also longed to make achievements and make some achievements for the emperor to see.

"Brother Yan, please believe me. My loyalty to the emperor is so clear to the Riyue. Not to mention that the Grand Marshal has made perfect plans, we have never touched any large-scale army of the Grand Marshal Taiji. I think it is not bad for the Grand Marshal. Huang Taiji must have sent a partial army to sneak attack Shanhaiguan. This partial army will inevitably be defeated by the joint efforts of the Grand Marshal and Man. The task of these 8,000 people is to restrain Huang Taiji's army and prevent him from knowing the Grand Marshal's true intentions. Therefore, we must give the Grand Marshal time. Fake surrender is the most appropriate way!" Wu Sangui was very nervous, but a newborn calf was not afraid of tigers and was very aggressive in taking risks. If this matter was done, not only could he save his father and brother. If he could severely damage Huang Taiji and make such great military achievements, perhaps his father's loss of Jinzhou and captured his father could be exempted from punishment, so he wanted to try his best.

Yan Peiwei knew Xiong Tingbi's true identity and naturally had great confidence in the battle in Shanhaiguan. Wu Sangui should not have a rebellious heart at this time and did something real, so he was a little moved by Wu Sangui's idea of ​​false surrender.

"General Wu, what if Huang Taiji sees out our plan?" Yan Peiwei asked carefully, but in fact, what he asked was, what if you do a fake show?

"Brother Yan, don't worry, as long as we cooperate well, no matter how hard Huang Taiji is, he will not see any flaws!" Wu Sangui whispered his plan in Yan Peiwei's ear, and Yan Peiwei believed even more.

"Report, General, the cavalry team of about 500 people from the Later Jin Dynasty was five miles away from us, and was coming towards our army!" Wu Sangui, who was riding a horse in front, heard the scout's reward and immediately ordered the vanguard battalion to stop and prepare for war.

"Huang Taiji is too arrogant. I am an eight thousand army at least. You sent 500 people here. You are too underestimating me, Wu Sangui?" Wu Sangui sneered on the back of the horse.

"Brothers, there are five hundred braided cavalry in front of you. What do you think of?" Wu Sangui turned around and asked the soldiers of the Three Thousand Forward Battalion behind him.

"Kill, kill, kill!" The soldiers of the Three Thousand Forward Battalions shouted three times, which made people excited and murderous intent solemn.

"Okay, pass on our military orders and kill!" The morale was available, and Wu Sangui pulled out his sword and was the first to rush out.

The morale of the forward camp, who had a little rest, suddenly became high and they pulled out their weapons. Under the leadership of Wu Sangui, the tiger that was out of the box went up to the team led by Fan Wencheng to force the subsidence.

For the cavalry, a distance of three or five miles is reached in one charge.

Fan Wencheng rode a horse in front and saw a young general in white robe leading three thousand elite Ming cavalry towards him. He first asked his subordinates to stop by the reins, and then rode his horse forward for a hundred steps. He stopped and looked at the army that was swarming in and murderously.

"The person who came is General Wu Sangui!" Fan Wencheng bowed and clasped his fists and said, "At less than a hundred steps away, he walked quickly to Wu Sangui, who was walking hard.

Wu Sangui was very surprised. What was the way Hou Jin played? He actually sent a weak scholar to deal with him. It was said that the powerful generals under Huang Taiji took the wrong medicine?

A hundred steps away, the war horse galloped, and Wu Sangui tied the reins at Fan Wencheng's ten steps. Fan Wencheng saw Wu Sangui's front hooves soaring into the air, and his body soared with the horse's body. He fell down instantly. The horseman stood up, his face was not red, he was breathless, and calm, and he couldn't help but praise: "Master General Wu's equestrian skills are really the rare talent in the world!"

At this moment, the soldiers of the Three Thousand Forward Battalions who followed Wu Sangui surrounded the more than 500 elite cavalry of the Later Jin Dynasty. The two sides were tense and the battle was about to break out.

"Who are you? How do you know my surname?" Wu Sangui saw Fan Wencheng sitting on the horse's back calm and calm, and couldn't help but mutter in his heart, holding a horse whip in his hand and pointed at Fan Wencheng and questioned.

"I'm the next surname Fan and Wencheng, and I'm a small adviser under the tent of His Majesty, the Great Jin Tiancong Khan." Fan Wencheng replied with a smile.

"Since you are a little adviser, you should stay in your tent and serve your dog master!" Wu Sangui said sarcastically.

Fan Wencheng's face changed slightly, but when he remembered the heavy responsibility this time, he suppressed the fire in his heart and smiled and said, "The Major General was joking. Although Fan could not hold his hands and shoulders, he sacrificed his life today to give the Major General a great future?"

"So I'm here to be a lobbyist and say I'm surrendering?" Wu Sangui immediately understood why Fan Wencheng dared to come to see him with 500 people.

"Rareless, I am a general of the Ming Dynasty. What do you want to give you a future?" Wu Sangui had a certain plan in his heart. He was worried that he didn't know how to implement his plan. Fan Wencheng was delivered to his door, but Fan Wencheng was a descendant of a famous family, with a very wise and profound Huang Taiji relied on him, so he might not be so easy to deal with, so he had to deal with it with every care.

"Does Major General know that General Wu Xiang and General Wu are already a guest of my Khan?" Fan Wencheng also heard about Wu Sangui. This guy had some martial arts and was also a talented person. His superb riding skills just now, even if he was not a handsome man, at least he was a powerful general. If he could persuade him to submit, wouldn't it be a great achievement?

"General Wu, why do you want to say so much to such a traitor? Just kill him!" Yan Peiwei rushed forward from the rear army, put a knife on Fan Wencheng's neck, and said with a murderous look on his face.

The five hundred Jin elite soldiers behind Fan Wencheng were ready to move, but the head coach in the hands of the enemy shouted: "Let Mr. Fan" and rushed forward, drew his sword toward each other, and took action within a few seconds.

"Let me back!" Fan Wencheng showed extraordinary courage, shouted at the Later Jin soldiers behind him, and then calmly said to Yan Peiwei: "This general, it is easy to kill Fan, but you and Major General Wu will lose the opportunity to make achievements and even die without a burial place. Isn't that a pity?"

"What a pity, we are all loyal and brave men of the Ming Dynasty, and it is also worth dying on the battlefield." Yan Peiwei sneered.

"Hahaha" Fan Wencheng suddenly laughed at the sky and said, "Fan really doesn't understand, why is that emperor of the Ming court worthy of your loyalty? Think about it, even though he knew that Ning Yuan was asking you to die, you were really here. Is such a foolish king worthy of your loyalty?"

"No matter whether it is death or life, it is the real man who knows that it is impossible to do it. My Ming Emperor is a benevolent king. He knows that this time he may not be able to do his best to help Ningyuan, but he told all the people of the Ming Dynasty that the emperor did not abandon them and was constantly trying to rescue them. Even if we die, there are more and more loyal and brave men to help Ningyuan. There are people we live in on this land. As long as the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty have not yet died, they will definitely continue to go one after another and never give up!" Yan Peiwei said loudly.

"Go ahead and never give up!" The soldiers of the Three Thousand Forward Battalions immediately echoed and shouted, their momentum shook the sky.

Fan Wencheng suddenly changed color. When did such an outstanding person appear in the Ming Dynasty? He actually incited the morale of the Ming army so high in just a few words? Why didn't the insider know at all? Fan Wencheng couldn't help but look at the seemingly crazi Yan Peiwei in front of him again.

Wu Sangui inadvertently showed a look of dissatisfaction with Yan Peiwei. This was seen by Fan Wencheng, who was good at observing the colors. The generals and generals were incompatible. This was a taboo in the battle. Could it be that these two people were not a monolithic one? It was a great opportunity. He smiled and said, "This general, your loyalty Fan Mou was very impressed. However, good birds chose trees to live in. The Ming Dynasty had been decayed from the inside to the outside. On the other hand, my master was at its peak and his talent was very talented. He would be able to enter the Central Plains in the future and unify the mountains and rivers. At that time, the latter two will be ministers of the dragon, and the position of kings and princes is not within reach?"

"Is that true? Who is Mr. Fan's ancestor?" Yan Peiwei asked with a sneer.

"Why do the general ask this?" Fan Wencheng said in a daze.

"It's nothing. I just want to know why some people don't do good Han people, but become a dog of the Jin people!" Yan Peiwei laughed loudly after saying that, and the soldiers of the Three Thousand Forward Battalion of the Ming army also laughed.

"You..." Fan Wencheng's face turned blue with anger and turned to Wu Sangui and asked, "Major General Wu, your subordinates humiliate Ben Fan so much. Is this your way of hospitality?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fan, we are enemies, and you are not our general's guests. Has anyone seen a guest who broke into the master's house with a knife?" Wu Sangui refused coldly.

"Major General Wu, Ling Zun has now surrendered to my Dajin. In this way, you can be considered a minister of my Dajin. How could you be an enemy between you and me?" Fan Wencheng was Fan Wencheng after all, and his quick wisdom and eloquence were first-class.

As soon as this sentence was spoken, the soldiers of the nearby vanguard battalion couldn't help but look suspiciously at Wu Sangui, especially Yan Peiwei looked at Wu Sangui with distrust. The disagreement between the two was obvious, but Wu Sangui was the main general and he was the deputy general. He took it back in a hurry. All of these were seen by Fan Wencheng's old eyes, and he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart. It's great that the soldiers under Wu Sangui really don't trust him very much. This is the breakthrough point, not to mention that Wu Xiang is not afraid that he will not submit and hold Wu Sangui. The Xiongba who followed him naturally dragged it, winning enough time for Mangourtai's army to attack Shanhaiguan.

Fan Wencheng's plan is scheming, but his mistake is that he does not know himself or her enemy. He has no idea that the domineering leader is actually Xiong Tingbi, the Liaodong governor at that time. Moreover, after a series of victories, Fan Wencheng also suffered a common problem of literati and was complacent.

"You don't have to sow discord. I will never become my own person when a Han person has changed his qualities." Wu Sangui shouted angrily.

"Can Major General Wu ask Fan to talk to you alone?" Fan Wencheng asked.

"What do you want to do?" Wu Sangui said vigilantly.

"Don't General Wu want to know the current situation of Lord Ling Zun?" Fan Wencheng asked.

"Do you want to coerce me with your father?" Wu Sangui said furiously.

"How could Fan do such a thing?" Fan Wencheng smiled, "Ling Zun said a few more words to let me tell you alone. This is the family matter of the Major General. Your subordinates should always avoid it. Similarly, Fan's subordinates should also avoid it. Do you think so?"

"This..." Wu Sangui's eyes turned, and he knew what trick Fan Wencheng was going to play. He took advantage of his disagreement with his generals and implemented a plan of disagreement. It would be too unreasonable to not seize such a good opportunity, but he had not agreed at once and he hesitated.

"General Wu, General Xiong is coming soon. If the general of the enemy is known by the general, you know the consequences!" Yan Peiwei cooperated to accuse Wu Sangui.

"Deputy General Yan, I will make a decision. No need to say more, you can take the people back thirty feet!" Wu Sangui seemed to have made a decision and ordered Yan Peiwei to say.

"General Wu!" Yan Peiwei wanted to persuade him again.

"This is a military order, retreat!" Wu Sangui pulled out his sword and shouted.

"Yes, General!" Yan Peiwei's eyes flashed with anger and retreated, and took back the knife on Fan Wencheng's neck. Fan Wencheng saw all this again. At the same time, the five hundred elite soldiers brought by Fan Wencheng also retreated thirty feet with his big wave.

"What are you saying now?" Wu Sangui said coldly.

"Mr. Lingzun was well served by my Lord Huang Taiji. He ate the best wine and food and wore the warmest fur. Da Khan was preparing to establish the Eight Banners of Han and Eight Banners of Mongolia. He had already approved him to join the banner master of the Eight Banners of Han under Zhenghuang Banners. If the Major General surrendered, Da Khan said that he would first give the Major General a title of third-class light chariot lieutenant, and then choose a beautiful and virtuous princess to marry the Major General. Such a future and gift is not something that everyone can have." Fan Wencheng took out the conditions he discussed with Huang Taiji to Wu Sangui.

"What did you say? Do you think I, Wu Sangui, are you? Are you a traitor like you?" After hearing this, Wu Sangui put his sword on Fan Wencheng's neck and asked.

"Today I will trade your life for my father and brother's lives!" Wu Sangui said sternly.

"It's useless. As long as my lord can't see me and these 500 soldiers returning to the camp, you will receive the heads of Lord Lingzun and your family tomorrow!" Fan Wencheng said without fear at all.

"You-!" Wu Sangui put down his sword angrily.

"Major General, I hope you think about it. Ling Zun has surrendered to my Dajin. Even if you are loyal to the Ming Dynasty, will the emperor sitting in the Forbidden City spare you?" Fan Wencheng advised with the last sentence.

Wu Sangui closed his eyes in pain. This was not all about acting. One thing was true. He saw Fan Wencheng so calm from beginning to end. One thought the other was immature and thought he was very good at it. He didn't expect that the other was actually acting. The other thought that his father Wu Xiang had surrendered to the Later Jin Dynasty. Thinking of the oath he made in front of the emperor, he was extremely heartbroken. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety were difficult to achieve. The Later Jin Dynasty had not yet discovered that there was no 30,000 troops behind him.

Moreover, although he is the main general of the Forward Battalion, once he betrays, he is afraid that he will die. Besides, can he really betrayed? Of course, no, the general is too smart, everything is in his control, otherwise he would not have to send himself, a person who may betrayal at any time, to complete this task. If he betrays the general, he will be doomed. If he does this, even if a high-ranking official appears in the future, he will probably be infamous for thousands of years and be scolded by thousands of Han people as traitors!

A traitor must not do it. Wu Sangui suddenly looked up and said, "I must not let you go today, otherwise I will find it difficult to explain to these three thousand soldiers under me. I'm sorry!" He stepped forward and grabbed Fan Wencheng, and suddenly raised the person to his war horse. The sword was on Fan Wencheng's neck. He was frightened and the elite cavalry of the 500-Eight Banners who followed Fan Wencheng to rushed over.

"Major General, you!" Fan Wencheng didn't expect Wu Sangui would suddenly attack him and said in horror.

Wu Sangui grinned at him and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Fan, I can't keep these people from you. Only by killing them can my subordinates not be suspicious. Do you think so?"

"So, you..." Fan Wencheng was surprised and happy.

"Kill!" Wu Sangui issued an attack order.

A storm of wind swept away the clouds, three thousand to five hundred, and making dumplings. It was embarrassing to be thrown home if you couldn't beat them. In a short while, the elite 500 Eight Banners were slaughtered and cleaned up the spoils. More than 400 best war horses were taken to Fan Wencheng and continued to set off for Ningyuan!

In addition, five miles southwest of Ningyuan, the 3,000 assault battalion led by Zuo Fu was bitten by the 3,000 infantry and 2,000 Eight Banners cavalry led by the fierce general Ajige of the Later Jin Dynasty. Zuo Fu's 3,000 assault battalion was to break out and report to the reinforcements of the court, forming a cone formation, and find a weak point in defense, and suddenly wedged into the Later Jin army. Naturally, everyone rushed to the front, and the big sword in his hand greeted the soldiers of the Hou Jin Eight Banners like snowflakes. The Ming Dynasty's official army and the Hou Jin soldiers were all red-eyed. On the one hand, they fought for their lives and even the last person left, they would never let anyone go, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. This is a battle where you die or I live. Whether the winning side or the defeated side, they would not retreat unless the person died.

After Huang Taiji learned about the situation here at Ajige, he immediately determined what this three thousand cavalry wanted to do? At the same time, he was shocked by Yuan Chonghuan's determination to cut off his arms. No wonder Ama admired him so much and looked down on him. Therefore, he continued to increase his troops. More than 10,000 people trapped the assault battalion, which was less than 1,000 people, under the hillside of only three miles in a radius. Moreover, the number of soldiers from the Later Jin Dynasty gathered more and more, and their defense circle became smaller and smaller. Without Zuo Fu's sword, a Ming army fell down or died.

The powerful general Ajige was even more unstoppable. The gun in his hand was like a poisonous dragon entering the sea, changing a lot, and there was basically no general under his gun. Now he was being captured by the general Sun Zushou and You Shilu and others fought together. Sun Zushou and You Shilu were also one of the few generals in the Liaodong army. Originally, they were not a problem with Ajige one-on-one. Now, because Ningyuan lacks food, even these generals are not enough to eat, and they are fighting for a long time, so the two of them can be blocked. Otherwise, I don’t know how many Ming soldiers died under his gun.
Chapter completed!