I was living at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and I dealt a brutal blow to the Eight Banners!

After giving some instructions to Li Daniu, Zhang Jingchuan carried the flag and rode his horse toward Donghai Fort.

When he was about two hundred paces from the city gate, Zhang Jingchuan stopped and looked up at the Qing army generals on the fortress wall.

He said loudly:

"Which Qing general is that above us?"

On the fortress wall, a Qing archer slowly raised his bow and arrow, about to draw the string, but was pressed down by Ao Bai's hand.

Ao Bai frowned slightly as he looked at the young Ming army leader below, and raised his voice: "I am Guarjia Ao Bai, the Cavalry Captain of the Bordered Yellow Banner!"

Ao Bai!?

Zhang Jingchuan raised an eyebrow, never expecting that the Qing general in Donghai Fort would be Ao Bai, the number one warrior in Manchuria personally appointed by Huang Taiji!

For some reason, he suddenly had the idea of ​​challenging Ao Bai to a duel.

This may be influenced by the Xiang Yu model.

It is now the late Ming and early Qing dynasties, not the late Han and Three Kingdoms period. Before the two armies clash, the generals of both sides have a battle first.

After suppressing his restless emotions, Zhang Jingchuan laughed loudly, "Ao Bai, I've long admired your name!"

Ao Bai, standing on the fortress wall, was taken aback. Had he become that famous among the Ming army...?

"And who are you?!" Ao Bai asked loudly.

“Who I am is not important,” Zhang Jingchuan said with a smile. “I am just curious why you, the First Baturu of Manchuria, are hiding in the fortress like a coward, and dare not fight me properly outside?”

Ao Bai frowned. Although he knew this was a provocation, he was still furious and couldn't help but want to lead his troops out to slaughter them all.

But he was no greenhorn who had just entered the battlefield. The battle-hardened Ao Bai suppressed his inner impulse and sneered at Zhang Jingchuan below, "Boy, are you trying to provoke me?"

"Your Excellency, the First Baturu of Manchuria, I think you've misunderstood," Zhang Jingchuan said with a sarcastic smile. "I simply meant you're trash!"

Ao Bai clenched his fists so tightly that they trembled slightly, and his eyes twitched as he tried to suppress the urge to break out of the fortress.

The conversation between Zhang Jingchuan and Ao Bai made Xu Fuzou, who was standing to the side, tremble with fear.

How long?

How long has it been since anyone in the Ming army dared to provoke the enemy like this?

Xu Fuzou's body was trembling because he was very excited.

“Ao Bai, since you want to be a coward, what face do you have to call yourself the number one Baturu of Manchuria?” With the help of his verbal skills, Zhang Jingchuan became more and more enthusiastic as he cursed: “You only have one face, Ao Bai, can’t you save your shame a little!”

Ao Bai was trembling, so angry that his whole body was shaking. If looks could kill, Zhang Jingchuan would have been dead countless times already.

Xu Fuzou glanced sideways at Ao Bai, a hint of doubt creeping into his mind.

Logically speaking, Ao Bai was a man of strong will. Knowing that the other party was provoking him, why would he still be so angry and embarrassed? If it were him, even if you cursed him to death, he would not be affected and would not make an impulsive decision.

Even if the insults are extremely harsh, you can simply turn around and leave the city wall, ignoring them.

Under the influence of his verbal sparring skills, Zhang Jingchuan became more and more vehement and hurled insults. Some Qing archers couldn't help but shoot arrows, only to have them calmly deflected by Zhang Jingchuan.

Xu Fuzou glanced at Zhang Jingchuan outside the fortress wall, then at the army formation of four hundred men a thousand eight hundred paces away, as well as the dozens of cannons and a hundred musketeers hidden behind the swordsmen and shieldmen.

Xu Fuzou, who had once been a deputy commander-in-chief, instantly understood.

This Ming army force of four hundred men was not a newly formed firearms battalion at all, but rather a force that came to take over Donghai Fort with cannons. The dozens of cannons they brought were specifically for garrisoning Donghai Fort.

However, Donghaibao was not a strategic location. To the east was Liaodong Bay, and to the south was a river beach, the mouth of the Ling River.

and many more……

The estuary, Liaodong Bay?

It turns out to be like this!

The reason why the Ming army did not use its cannons and instead lured the Qing army out of the fort to fight was to protect the existing defenses of Donghai Fort. Otherwise, if the already dilapidated low walls were blown down, Donghai Fort would be difficult to defend once the Qing army attacked.

Knowing the truth, Xu Fuzou's cloudy, vacant eyes suddenly brightened, and he spoke with a mocking tone:

“There are only four hundred Ming soldiers outside the fort, while you, Aobai, have three hundred elite Bordered Yellow Banner troops inside the fort.”

As he spoke, Xu Fuzou looked at Ao Bai and sneered:

"Didn't you say the Ming army was weak? What? Three hundred elite Qing soldiers are hiding inside the fortress, afraid to come out and fight the four hundred weak Ming soldiers?"

At this point, Ao Bai was already on the verge of exploding.

Provoked by Xu Fuzou's words, it was like kerosene meeting a spark—it ignited instantly.

Ao Bai, commissioned by Huang Taiji, came to Donghai Fort to persuade Xu Fuzhao to surrender. For the past two days, he had been telling Xu Fuzhao about the strength of the Qing army and the weakness of the Ming army. But now, he was leading three hundred elite troops of the Bordered Yellow Banner, but was blocked in the fort by four hundred weak Ming soldiers and was even scolded as a coward.

Ao Bai, who had been suppressing his anger, was on edge until Xu Fuzou's words pierced his heart like needles, finally snapping the string in his mind.

If Zhang Jingchuan benefited from his persuasive skills and kept putting pressure on Ao Bai, then Xu Fuzou's words were the final straw that broke Ao Bai's back.

"I'm furious! Brothers, follow me out and we'll tear this bastard apart with my own hands!"

With a loud shout, Ao Bai drew his steel sword from his waist, waved to his left and right, and then ran towards the city gate in two strides.

The Qing soldiers on the fortress walls had long been unable to endure Zhang Jingchuan's sarcastic remarks and unrestrained insults. Since they began fighting against the Ming army, they had never suffered such humiliation.

Now, their Baturu was about to lead them out to tear apart these weak Ming troops. The Qing soldiers cheered and crowded around their Baturu as they surged toward the city gate.

Xu Fuzou braced his hands on the wall, his bright eyes fixed on the young Ming general below, his gaze filled with anticipation.

As Zhang Jingchuan continued cursing, he discovered that Ao Bai was nowhere to be seen, and even the Qing soldiers on the fortress walls had vanished.

what's the situation?

Could it be that Ao Bai led a group of Qing soldiers down the city wall to seek some peace and quiet?

Just as Zhang Jingchuan was at his wit's end, a head popped out from the fortress wall. Zhang Jingchuan looked over and saw that it was the old man who had been standing next to Ao Bai.

The old man was staring at him with burning eyes, and giving him a fatherly smile...

What does it mean?

Just then, a commotion arose from inside the city gate.

Followed by.

"Squeak-"

The gates of Donghai Fort opened from the inside.

Through the gradually opening crack in the door, Zhang Jingchuan saw a bright yellow expanse inside.

Ao Bai, leading the charge, charged towards him with a long sword in hand and a ferocious expression.

Subsequently,

Zhang Jingchuan pulled on the reins with his left hand, turned his horse around, and galloped back towards his own army formation, shouting loudly:

"fire!"

……