Ming Dynasty: Resurrection at the Beginning
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As the night deepened, heavy snow fell from the sky.

The damned Little Ice Age was not over until people were frozen to death.

Chu Feng sat on the main city gate, draped in a thick cotton robe. He shook his shoulders and stretched his head to take a look.

He was dumbfounded.

Damn it, under the hazy night sky, Huang Taiji actually led 100,000 troops towards the north gate.

It was easy to understand what had happened in the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty.

"Someone, come quickly…"

Not in the mood to delay any longer, Chu Feng hurriedly stood up and said,""Take Nurhachi's body down and hang it on the north gate.”

"Understood!"

Thus, a strange scene happened.

A few soldiers grabbed the ropes nimbly, and two people carried a shriveled corpse as they ran along the passage above the city gate.

The city gates were connected to each other to defend against external enemies.

His footsteps were fast and his movements were swift. He lit the torch and rushed all the way to the north gate. Without a word, he pulled the rope and hung Nurhachi's corpse up again.

At this moment.

Huang Taiji was dumbfounded.

The army had just arrived, and when they looked up, they could still f * cking play like this?

Manggurtai, who had been sharpening his beard, was just about to give the order to fire when his raised arm froze in midair.

He had no choice!

His own father, whom he had stabbed into a porcupine, was now dead. How could he fight?

"Damned Han…"

In his rage, Mangguertai punched his horse and roared at the city gate,"Cowardly thief, since you're a man, why don't you come out and fight?”

Whoosh--

Before he could finish his sentence, a shining arrow flew towards him.

In a flash, the arrow flew past Mangguertai's face and pierced the throat of one of his followers.

"Great Khan, what should we do?"

Daishan kept cursing and pointed at the city gate.""If that's the case, how are we going to attack the city?”

"It's just a small trick."

Huang Taiji's face was cold as he said angrily,"Daishan, quickly dispatch 50,000 troops to retreat to the east gate. We will attack the city from wherever the emperor is not there.”

"No…"

"The Eight Banners Army must be spread out at the four gates, otherwise…the Han people in the city will definitely place other remains."”

“……”

This was indeed a troublesome question.

If they sent half of the troops back, what if Chu Feng placed the remains of the former Empress Yates on the table?

After all, Chu Feng had three corpses that he could move.

This was really too f * cking aggrieved.

They only needed to move the corpses to move their tens of thousands of troops. Was there anything more infuriating than this?

"One hundred thousand soldiers. If they split up, each of them would only have twenty thousand…."

Huang Taiji lost some confidence.

He did not know how many soldiers there were in Shengjing City, but although he claimed to have 100,000 men, the true elites were only 20,000 to 30,000.

The others were either veteran generals or shrimp soldiers. If they really encountered a big battle, they would have to rely on the elites in their hands.

"Great Khan, there is no other way.”

Mangguertai was a one-track-minded person. He would only fight for the opportunity immediately."The army's rations are already used up. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid the army won't be able to last until tomorrow.”

"Alright then!"

"Daishan, Manggurtai, Amin, the four of us will each lead two banners and more than twenty thousand soldiers. We will split into four gates and take turns to attack the city."”

"Tsk!"

After receiving their orders again, the four Baylors quickly separated.

The 100,000 soldiers in front of the north gate carried torches in the dark night and quickly dispersed. The sound of hooves and bells rang out as they galloped toward the other three gates.

…………

At the same time.

Shengjing City.

After Chu Feng left the main city gate, he gathered Zhao Yun, Huo Qubing, and Qi Jiguang for an emergency meeting.

In a spacious room under the city gate, a pine oil lamp was lit and a sheepskin map was spread out.

"West Gate!"

Chu Feng pressed his finger on the west gate and raised his head.""Huo Qubing, from now on, you will be in charge of the west gate.”

"Understood!"

"Although the Manchu Eight Banners Army has a large number of soldiers, most of them are already exhausted and can't withstand a long battle.”

Chu Feng's defense was meaningless, offense was the best defense.

"Zhao Yun, Qi Jiguang, you two will each lead five thousand soldiers. Leave the remaining twenty thousand soldiers to Huo Qubing…"

Chu Feng continued to draw the route with charcoal and said,""I know that you're good at blitzkrieg, Huo Qubing, so I'll have to trouble you tonight.”

"The King means that General Zhao and Qi Jiguang are only responsible for guarding the city…"

Hearing that they could attack, Huo Qubing's eyes lit up."This general will obey!"

"Time waits for no man. General Huo, this is our battle. We must destroy the enemy.”

Chu Feng was still a little nervous.

He couldn't drag it out.

The son of a b * tch Emperor Zhu Youjian and the overseer Yuan Chonghuan were both the cream of the crop. They were the classic example of people who wouldn't release their eagles until they saw the rabbit.

If he didn't rely on himself to make a comeback, how could he threaten Da Ming in the future?

From the east city gate to the west city gate, from the south city gate to the north city gate, the main roads were already brightly lit.

Tonight.

Shengjing was a city that never slept.

The soldiers rushed forward, carrying their spears, bows, swords, and sabers. The twenty thousand soldiers quickly gathered.

The remaining 10,000 soldiers were handed over to Zhao Yun and Qi Jiguang, and 3,000 men were left at each of the three gates to resist the enemy.

To put it bluntly, it was also used as a cover.

After putting on his battle robe and polishing his sword, Huo Qubing jumped onto his warhorse. With the armor on his head, he looked exceptionally spirited under the flickering torch.

The bones at the west gate were gone.

It was moved to another place.

Outside the city gates, the twenty thousand soldiers under Mangguertai's command had also arrived. The torches that were like an ocean covered a large area, illuminating the entire night sky.

The silent snowflakes grew bigger and bigger, and the horn of war sounded.

This seemed to be a habit of the grassland people, similar to the beating of war drums before a battle.

Inside the city gate.

Huo Qubing stared at the two tightly shut city gates, waiting for the order to attack.

Chu Feng had already ascended the western city gate and ordered someone to bring over a red-hot charcoal stove. A large iron pot was placed on top of it, and the boiling beef bones were sprinkled with spicy oil. The fragrance assailed the nostrils.

They were all taken from the imperial kitchen in the palace.

There were no more fresh green vegetables, but there were all kinds of sliced beef and mutton.

Eating hotpot on a snowy day was Chu Feng's dream.

However…

Outside the city gates, Manggurtai gave the order to attack the city. Thousands of elite Qing soldiers rushed up with ropes.

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