Please ask me to be the emperor

The words came true, Zhang Shun casually said "three days of heavy fog". He never expected that this thief would actually come to three days of heavy fog.

Even Zhang Shun, who prides himself on being well-informed, saw such heavy fog for the first time.

If I have to use one word to describe it, it can be described as "no one is on the other side".

In such foggy weather, large-scale battles would definitely be impossible, but small-scale sneak attacks continued.

In this short period of three days, Hou Jin successively attacked Bao'an Old City, Bao'an New City, Jimingyi, Xibali Fort, Shunxiang Fort and other places.

Except for Xibali Fort, whose walls were destroyed by rebel artillery and could not be garrisoned, allowing Hou Jin to succeed in a sneak attack, the other forts all repelled the enemy.

Of course, the Hou Jin side frequently attacked, and the rebel side was not idle either.

Zhang Shunyi sent soldiers one after another to attack the defenders of Chiyou Village in turn, and also captured one of the enemy's camps and several outposts.

However, while the two sides were going back and forth, suddenly Zhang Tianlin, Cao Wenzhao and others sent envoys to report: "For some reason, Jianlu in front of me suddenly lost his trace. I was afraid that he would go north, so I came here to report!"

"Ji'erharang, Duoduo?" Zhang Shun couldn't help being stunned when he heard the words, and then looked at Xu Ziyuan, Song Xiance and the others and said, "I'm afraid this Mrs. Hong wants to take risks!"

"Your Highness, Guangchang is more than 300 miles away from here, and Guguan is 800 miles away. Hou Jin has many riders. If he travels day and night, he will definitely be able to arrive within three or four days." Xu Ziyuan couldn't help but reminded him quickly after hearing this.

"And our army has many infantry. I'm afraid we won't have five or seven days to reach it. Your Highness, please make preparations in advance!"

"It's hard, it's hard!" Unexpectedly, as soon as Xu Ziyuan finished speaking, Song Xiance shook his head and said, "As the saying goes: the fog lasts only three days and thirty-eight days!"

"Since the fog filled the air yesterday, the weather will definitely clear up within three or two days. Once it clears up, Jianlu will launch a fierce attack on our army. Your Majesty should avoid its sharp edge."

"Three days of heavy fog?" Lord Yu, who was listening unexpectedly, suddenly interjected, "In my opinion, the weather will definitely clear up in three days."

"After the weather clears, it will be the time for the decisive battle between the enemy and us. Your Highness, just accept the challenge and you will be able to defeat the enemy in one fell swoop!"

"How do you say this?" Everyone was stunned when they heard this and couldn't help but ask.

"In the past, the Yellow Emperor fought against Chiyou and was victorious. The fog was thick and neither side could escape."

"The Yellow Emperor enlisted the help of the Mysterious Lady of the Nine Heavens to disperse the heavy fog, and defeated Chi You, the King of Nine Lis, in one battle."

"Your Highness is now fighting against the Tartars. The fog has returned, just like the Yellow Emperor. Therefore, he will definitely be able to defeat Hong Tai, the King of the Eight Banners, in one battle."

No, aren't you really just trying to find a sword?

Zhang Shun couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this. You can't say that you farted here before, and then you saw a rabbit hit and die here. If you fart here again today, another rabbit will come and hit you here. Isn't this really a joke?

"Hey, don't tell me, one leads the soldiers of Jiuli and the other leads the soldiers of the Eight Banners. Is there really such a coincidence in the world?" Just when Zhang Shun was unable to complain, unexpectedly, the generals were rubbing their hands and rubbing their hands after hearing this. .

"Your Highness, please prepare quickly and defeat Hongtai in one fell swoop!"

Well, Zhang Shun himself is sober, but the generals under him are not sober.

It just so happened that Zhang Shun was also worried about Hou Jin Duoqi. If he fled back and forth, the rebels would not be able to catch up. Since Hong Tai wanted to fight to the death, let's fight to the bitter end!

In the autumn of July in the ninth year of Chongzhen, Wushen was the day of mercy.

As the saying goes: God has the virtue of good life, so God will forgive people's sins on a specific day.

Generally, the four days of the year are Wuyin in spring, Jiawu in summer, Wushen in autumn, and Jiazi in winter.

Today is July 21st, which is the day of "Qiu Wu Shen".

However, on this auspicious day, Zhang Shun wanted to kill someone, and he wanted to kill someone with blood!

"Dong dong dong!" As soon as the fifth watch arrived, the dull sound of war drums rang loudly.

Zhang Shun, served by Zhang Fengyi, got up early, put on his armor, and left the camp looking brave and majestic.

"By the way, bring the 'Grudge Drum' with you today!" Zhang Shun just walked to the door, hesitated for a moment, and couldn't help but order.

"Hi, Your Highness!" Zhang Fengyi shouted, but in the end she didn't say anything, she just nodded in agreement.

A battle involving a hundred thousand troops is naturally no small matter. Not to mention others, the formation alone would take up more than ten miles.

This is also the fundamental reason why there has been no large-scale decisive battle between the two sides after the rebels occupied the Yellow Emperor's old city and Hou Jin occupied Fanshan Fort - they simply couldn't deploy.

It turns out that the Yellow Emperor's old city is five miles away from Fanshan Fort, Fanshan Fort is five miles away from Chiyou Village (Dragon King Hall), and the emperor's old city is about seven miles away from Chiyou Village.

In this narrow area, it would be tantamount to wishful thinking for both sides to deploy a hundred thousand troops.

Not to mention that there is another high wall facing the Zhuo River between Fanshan Fort and the emperor's old city. It is where the rebel camp is located, and it fragments the already narrow terrain, making it difficult for both sides to deploy their troops.

However, now that Hou Jin's party has retreated to Chiyou Village (Dragon King Hall), things are different again.

The troops of both sides can not only be deployed in the enclosed area between Qiqi Village, the Emperor's Old City, Fanshan Fort and Chiyou Village (Dragon King Hall), but they can also be deployed in the flat area east of Chiyou Spring.

Of course, for both warring parties, one thing they were not very satisfied with was that the Chiyou Spring connecting Fanshan Fort and Chiyou Village would break the formation of both sides into two sections.

But compared to other mountainous and hilly terrain, this small river is nothing.

When Zhang Shun walked out of the camp and looked at the neatly arranged rebel formations outside, his heart suddenly surged.

"Tiger Tiger Tiger!" When these soldiers saw Zhang Shun, their coach, they couldn't help but cheer loudly.

There were only 40,000 troops in front of him, but the remaining tens of thousands of troops were assembled at Qiqi Village and Fanshan Fort, and then formed a large formation outside Chiyou Village.

Although the rebel army is claimed to be one hundred thousand, in fact, due to the continuous retention of generals and troops stationed in Xuanfu, Longmen Guards City, Bao'an New City, Bao'an Old City and Jimingyi, etc., even with the addition of the newly surrendered Geng Zhongming and Xian Guoan battalions, Zhang Shunshou There are only ninety thousand at the bottom.

However, Zhang Shun thought that this number of 90,000 was enough.

"Coach flag please!" Song Xiance shouted loudly just after Zhang Shun stood up.

"Hey!" Following Song Xiance's command, Wukong was already carrying a thick piece of wood, with a huge "handsome" flag hanging above it.

This flag is no other flag, it is the Chinese army flag that was written by Zhang Shenyan and embroidered by Ma Yingniang. Seeing the flag is like seeing the commander-in-chief.

When the flag is with the people, when the flag is gone, the people are gone.

"Tiger, tiger, tiger!" the shouts of the 40,000 rebels became even louder.

Everyone has heard of the legend of this flag.

In fact, there is nothing legendary about this flag. What is legendary is the person standing under this flag - His Highness "King Shun", a legendary figure who started his army in the fifth year of Chongzhen and conquered the world in just four years. !

"Commander please drum!" Seeing Wukong standing still holding the Chinese army flag, while marveling at his natural power, Song Xiance did not forget his own job.

"What kind of drum is this?" Zhang Shun asked subconsciously when he saw the familiar big drum being rolled out surrounded by more than a dozen soldiers.

"Screaming for injustice!"

"What flag is this?"

"Coach's flag!"

"Okay, I, the king, will use the power of this commander's flag and the grievance drum today to lead everyone to seek justice for the world!" Zhang Shun couldn't help shouting loudly.