Under the night, the cold wind blew howling, making people feel bitingly cold.
In a simple shelter from the wind, piles of fires were burning, and each fire was surrounded by people. Beside the fire are the skeletons of war horses. Judging from the scene, it was obvious that the horse meat had been roasted and eaten.
This group of troops belongs to Lu Xiangsheng. I don’t know if it was a satire on the logistics of the Ming Dynasty. The soldiers were usually hungry, but after a battle, many horses were killed or injured, which was just enough to fill their stomachs.
There were quite a few people lying around some of the fires. There was a tall man squatting here, checking the injuries of each injured soldier.
"Water, bring hot water quickly!" The tall man urged hurriedly, and at the same time he helped the wounded soldier in front of him and let him lie in his arms more comfortably. Then he took the hot water handed over by the guard and tried it himself. , feeling that the temperature was still okay, he carefully fed it to the wounded soldier.
After taking two sips of hot water, the wounded soldier heard a "gurgling" sound from his stomach.
Lu Xiangsheng was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand and said: "You have some, bring it over!"
Upon hearing this, the guard following him did not do as he was told. Instead, he touched the horse meat in his arms without taking it out, and admonished him: "My lord, you haven't eaten any of it yet!"
"Don't talk nonsense, bring it!" Lu Xiangsheng didn't listen at all, and his voice became louder.
After hearing this, the personal guard was obviously reluctant and still a little hesitant. When Lu Xiangsheng saw it, he was obviously going to be angry.
The wounded soldier looked at this scene, struggled to sit up, and said sincerely to Lu Xiangsheng: "The little man is dying, and he is satisfied with the water he has to drink. The little man will never dare to use the rations of the adults!"
After he finished speaking, other wounded soldiers also started to persuade him.
"Your Excellency is an important minister of the country. There will be a fierce battle later, but you must eat!"
"Yes, sir, only when you are full can you have the strength to kill the Qing Tatars!"
"Sir, we can't do it anymore. Killing a few more Manchu and Qing Tatars can be regarded as revenge for us!"
"..."
Lu Xiangsheng watched the wounded soldiers sincerely persuade him one by one, then he stood up with gritted teeth. After looking around, he said in a somewhat sad voice: "It is because of my incompetence. During the war, I couldn't guarantee the food of the soldiers. Now. You are loyal to the country, but you can't even have a full meal. My officer... my officer..."
When he said this, Lu Xiangsheng was a little choked up. He said it several times, but couldn't come up with the follow-up words.
Before execution, all the prisoners on death row can eat a full meal before going on their way. But these wounded soldiers fought for the country, and now they were seriously injured. Before they died, they couldn't even eat a full meal. It really made Lu Xiangsheng feel a little guilty!
Seeing Lu Xiangsheng's appearance, the wounded soldier who had just drank the hot water said excitedly: "I am lucky enough to be able to serve under the master, and I will die with no regrets! I only hate that I can no longer serve the master in this life!"
Hearing these words, the other seriously injured soldiers also became excited one by one.
"The same goes for a villain. If you can serve under an adult in this life, you will have no regrets even if you die!"
"Your Excellency, you have tried your best! If there were good officials like Your Excellency in the court, the Manchu Tatars would not be able to jump up and down!"
"Yes, there are treacherous ministers in the court, but my lord is the best court official I have ever seen in my life. He can follow your lord to kill the Manchu Tatars. If you die, you will die. Eighteen years later, you will be a man again. Come back to me lord Serve under my command!”
"Sir, please leave us alone, lead the other brothers out, kill the Manchu Tatars, liberate Liaodong, and avenge us!"
"..."
The sounds that came and went seemed to be talking indifferently, but in Lu Xiangsheng's ears, they sounded very heavy and tragic. At this moment, he felt so powerless that he couldn't even meet the basic requirement of giving them a full meal.
They say that men don’t shed tears easily, but they are not sad yet!
Lu Xiangsheng glanced at these seriously injured soldiers and saw the sincere young faces illuminated by the firelight. Thinking of the sorrow of the relatives behind them, he couldn't help but have tears in his eyes and clenched his hands into fists. I feel like there is a sense of depression in my heart that is filling my chest and cannot be vented.
The important ministers in the DPRK could not understand the situation and tried to persuade the emperor to negotiate peace with the Qing Dynasty. Do they know that these soldiers fought to the death for their country and died on the battlefield one by one at a young age? Will all their blood be shed in vain?
The emperor is still too young to know what is best for the Ming Dynasty! Now, he is probably bent on negotiating peace, right? In this case, he had no choice but to hurt the Manchus at all costs, so that the emperor's peace talks would have confidence, so that the blood of the soldiers, including his own, would not be shed in vain!
Thinking of this, Lu Xiangsheng had a determined expression on his face. He took the piece of horse meat from the guard and ate it with a big mouthful. At the same time, he said firmly: "Even if I risk my life, I will kill a few more Manchus." Tatar’s!”
It has been nearly three hundred years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty. Which civil servant would charge into battle? When others say this, they are polite words, but when Lu Xiangsheng said this, he would actually kill more Qing Tatars with his own hands!
Therefore, seeing Lu Xiangsheng devouring horse meat, and hearing Lu Xiangsheng's words that the oath was better than the oath, these seriously injured soldiers of the Ming Dynasty all smiled in unison and were very satisfied.
Suddenly, a wounded soldier tilted his head, smiled, and stopped moving!
Being able to starve to death and reincarnate under Lu Xiangsheng’s command is also a willingness!
Seeing the wounded soldier's smile that would never move again, Lu Xiangsheng could no longer hold back his tears. They flowed down his cheeks and to his mouth. He ate the horse meat even more. Only when you are full can you have the strength to kill a few more Manchu and Qing Tatars.
At some point, five or six people from a distance suddenly came looking for Lu Xiangsheng. When Lu Xiangsheng's bodyguard saw this, he quickly calmed down his emotions and reminded Lu Xiangsheng in a low voice: "Sir, Marshal Tiger is back!"
Hu Dawei, a Mongolian, served the Ming Dynasty just like Mangui before and fought bravely. Now he is one of the two general soldiers under Lu Xiangsheng. He was previously sent by Lu Xiangsheng to find out the situation of the Manchu and Qing troops in the distance.
When Lu Xiangsheng heard this, he turned around and saw that Hu Dawei was coming over, covered in frost.
At this time, Hu Dawei was already approaching. Under the light of the fire, his face was stern. When he saw Lu Xiangsheng looking at him, he shook his head.
When Lu Xiangsheng saw it, his heart sank. He quickly gathered around the fire and let Hu Dawei warm himself up while listening to his report.
"Sir, one of the Manchu troops has returned and joined Yue Tuo's troops." Hu Dawei whispered, "The enemies surrounding our army should number 20,000 troops!"
Lu Xiangsheng frowned when he heard this. His previous plan was to take advantage of the cover of night to stand out from the encirclement of the Manchu and Qing troops, and then look for an opportunity to fight him. Because the fist can only hurt the enemy more powerfully if it is retracted and then punched out.
"Sir, the general has been observing for a long time, and there are no flaws in the Manchu army's siege method." Hu Dawei continued to report in a low voice, "No matter which direction our army attacks, it will be attacked by the superior enemy."
Lu Xiangsheng listened and was about to speak when he suddenly felt movement in the distance and turned his head to look. I saw the Manchu and Qing military camps in the distance, with flames rising into the sky, as if another army had arrived overnight to join them.
