After finally walking out of his sad thoughts and stuffing the rice soaked with meat into his mouth, Goto Kogoro had an extra commemorative officer next to him. "Your Highness Goto, you have the right to do it!" The commemorative officer handed over Goto Kogoro's military order.

Goto Kogoro took it, opened it solemnly, looked carefully, and suddenly hugged the temporary military order in his arms. He suddenly fought and ran around the crowd. A loud voice spread all over the world: "The great Head of State issued an order that our army will face the dog and sheep barbarians tomorrow and fight the first battle for the army of the Central Kingdom. We will hold our position in this battle. The Head of State can sweep the ugly captives and become the only person in the world!

His Highness and the Central Kingdom have prepared 300,000 stone rewards and countless bounties for us in the Hokkien land, to horses and Ryukyu. The opportunity for me to establish martial merits and achieve success will be tomorrow. The war merits of tomorrow will be the future reward. Everyone, be loyal and brave, and the opportunity to serve the people of the world has come."

Goto Kogoro was walking through the camp like crazy. When he met someone, he hugged him and shouted until he was exhausted, he gave up.

The entire Eastern Legion also received this news soon. The Koreans and Japanese were all excited, looking forward to tomorrow's war to make great contributions and change their destiny.

When Li Mingxun appeared in the rear camp of the Central Army, he was finally recognized by someone. Then, this camp exclusively belonging to the Guards burst into cheers like tsunamis. The officers and soldiers cheered with Li Mingxun, which immediately attracted more and more people from the surrounding military camps. People spontaneously formed a corridor, which was arranged on both sides of Li Mingxun.

The officers in straight military uniforms, young and promising military academy students, tough and tough veterans, and foreign tribes in different clothes, Qi Liemi, Gaoshan tribes, Solon soldiers, Guangxi wolf soldiers, Mongolians, Manchus, Koreans, Japanese, Ryukyu people, and British people from the European countries, French, and Portuguese. They stood there, looking at Li Mingxun with eager and admiring eyes, pushing each other, all wanting to squeeze in front to pay tribute to the appearance of the head of state. They were so excited that some people had kneeled down to pray, while others were filled with tears.

"Dear Head, we will definitely win, right?" A slightly immature soldier was squeezed into front of Li Mingxun. He mustered up the courage to ask questions that had been hidden in his heart for a long time, which was also a question that made it difficult to sleep day and night.

Lee Mingxun patted his shoulder, touched his face, and said with a smile: "Of course, my child, nothing can stop us, and no spear can fight against us. Victory is destined to belong to us, and victory will always belong to us!"

The young soldier was encouraged by Li Mingxun, and his chest was undulating. He held the flintlock rifle in his hand tightly. Li Mingxun stretched out his hand again and raised his chin, making the energetic young man raise his head and straighten his chest. Li Mingxun asked: "Soldier, are you willing to defeat the pseudo-Ming and the Qing Dynasty for me, for our country, and for our nation?"

"I do, this is my honor, Your Excellency!" The soldier said in tears with his eyes and without hesitation. His voice roared to the greatest extent, and he paid tribute to Li Mingxun with a standard military salute. He shouted again: "Tomorrow, I will use the bullets in this gun to kill the barbaric Manchu emperor, use this bayonet to stab into the chest of the pseudo-Emperor who betrayed the nation, and clear all enemies for you, your honorable priest!"

Li Mingxun punched his chest, grabbed his hand, and raised it up: "This is my great man, this is my descendants of Yan and Huang, Wan Sheng!"

"Wansheng!" Countless people cheered, and the sounds rolled.

The cheer lasted for a long time, and Li Mingxun put down the soldier's hand, nodded slightly, and continued to walk forward. Suddenly, the young and firm voice sounded behind the quiet: "But..."

He still shouted in his greatest voice: "But...If I kill the two emperors tomorrow, there will be no emperor in this land. We need our own emperor, we need you, Your Excellency!"

"Yes, we must have our own emperor! That is the noble head of state, the invincible head of state."

The young soldier rushed to Li Mingxun's face, and just like Li Mingxun raised his hand just now, grabbed Li Mingxun's hand and raised it, shouting in the loudest voice of his life and the firmest tone: "Long live!"

"Long live!"

"Long live the head of state! Long live the emperor!"

"Long live the head of state! Long live the emperor!"

In one sentence, the huge volcano of the United States camp was detonated, and cheers came one after another, and then all the camps echoed. The shouts of hundreds of thousands of people became the world. The only sound on this battlefield suppressed everything. The sound waves and the light of celebration gathered into a torrent, rushing towards the enemy camp, rushing to the Central Plains, and rushing to the entire world.

Qing army camp.

Shunzhi woke up from the darkness and started yelling in the tent. Soetu, who was serving outside, rushed in. Seeing that his master was sweating in cold sweat but did not find the attacker, he felt a little relieved.

"Suoetu, get some water for me." Shunzhi whispered.

Soetu brought hot water and was about to serve Shunzhi to drink, suddenly there were shouts like tsunamis outside. Soetu said angrily: "When the war was about to come, the Southern Dynasty also made these stupid things."

When Shunzhi heard it, he heard the sound of the mountain crying, and said with a smile: "They can only rely on these useless ones..."

Suddenly, Shunzhi captured the word "六文" in his neat shouting, which touched his sensitive nerves. Shunzhi jumped out of bed, didn't bother to wear shoes, and ran outside the tent. Sure enough, everyone was listening quietly, and the wind blew the sound, saying: Long live the head of state, long live the emperor!

"It's the Dongfan side, the emperor!" Su Keshaha ran over in military uniform.

Shunzhi stood barefoot, his face lost its expression, and he murmured to himself: "Long live Li Mingxun, Li Mingxun has called it long live..."

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Soetu asked with concern.

Shunzhi suddenly grabbed his and Sukshaha's hands, held them tightly, and said firmly: "There is no way out, you can only fight to the death!"

Soetu dared not refute, so he had to repeat this sentence: "Yes, master, there is no way out, you can only fight to the death!"

The tent of Emperor Ming.

The cold wind kept blowing the flickering candlelight, and there was only the rustling sound of brushes and paper rubbing in the quiet tent, but everything was suppressed by the sound of long live from outside, and the sound was rising and falling, endless.

Yongli and Hong Chengchou, the king and his ministers sat opposite each other, both bowing their heads and busy writing. The manuscripts in front of Yongli covered most of his face. He compiled the book since Dianjing. This was the same when he arrived in Chengdu, and it was the same when he arrived in Yizhou. Even when he arrived in the battlefield, this was the only thing he was interested in. He was always orderly until the voice of Long Live entered the camp, and Yongli's heart was no longer quiet.

"There is no time, no time..." Yongli was so crazy that he muttered something.

Hong Chengchou could hear it clearly, but pretended not to hear it. He knew that things were no longer possible. He handwritten the imperial edict and stamped the seal in person, and made the last arrangement. It was late at night, and the cheers outside seemed to stop, but this voice was repeated in the minds of the king and his ministers, and never ended.

"It's late, Your Majesty, it's time for you to rest." Hong Chengchou finished his deployment and walked to Yongli and reminded him.

"There is no time, there is no time soon..." Yongli still murmured in a low voice, as if he had not heard Hong Chengchou's words.

Hong Chengchou stepped forward, took the inkstone in front of Yongli, and said, "Your Majesty, rest, will the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty rely on your power tomorrow?"

Yongli, who had no ink, closed his pen, looked at Hong Chengchou, stared at him for a long time, and asked, "Mr. Hong, do you regret it?"

"What do you regret?" Hong Chengchou was puzzled.

"I regret not dying in Liaodong." Yongli seemed to be talking about an ordinary thing.

Hong Chengchou was stunned, sighed without a response, Yongli said, "But I regret it, I regret not dying in Dianjing."

"Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty..." Hong Chengchou wanted to help.

Yongli didn't have the patience to listen at all, but put a copy of the manuscript he had just written in a brocade box and said, "Mr. Hong, can you send someone to send this box to the opposite side? Leave it to my sister and ask her to finish what I haven't finished. In this way, I will die tomorrow and be content."

Hong Chengchou knew what it was, so he took it, but said, "Your Majesty, it is still unknown who will win."

"I'm going to rest, Mr. Hong, please give me this matter." Yongli didn't want to hear Hong Chengchou say that those who had nothing, so he turned around and left.

This night was a sleepless night for many people in the Ming and Qing dynasties, especially Shunzhi. The young man sat in front of the map and watched for a long time until the morning sun shone through the gaps in the tent and flashed his eyes. Shunzhi was completely awake. He walked out of the tent and saw the general waiting for him to give orders. On the north side of the highland, the endless military formation covered the land.

The morning sun shook the coolness and morning mist in Baimai Lake area, and the weather became clear, without wind and rain. It was a good weather for fighting. Shunzhi was waiting for the arrival of Yongli on the high ground. The two emperors would appear on the No. 4 Highland at the same time to show equality and unity. At this moment, cheers like tsunamis came again. Shunzhi took out his telescope and looked south.

......

"Long live! Long live!"

The cheers rolled like a tide and were as strong as a mountain collapse. Shunzhi saw a huge golden dragon flag appearing on the right wing of the United States Army. The flag was extremely high and huge. As soon as it appeared, it attracted everyone's attention. After closer inspection, it found that the flagpole was actually standing on a wide carriage, with eight black horses pulling it. In front, behind and on the left and right, hundreds of cavalry riding white horses were gathered together, with one man riding a divine white horse, wearing golden armor, holding a gorgeous long sword. Where he passed was the mountain calling, a sea of ​​joy.

Wherever the Golden Dragon Banner appeared, the army cheered, and the flag in its hand shook and responded. Wherever it passed, the momentum was overwhelming. Li Mingxun rode from the right wing to the left wing and then returned to the central army. When the drums of the war rumbled, the warm cheers disappeared, the soldiers began to become silent, and the entire battlefield returned to the silence before the storm.

Li Mingxun ascended the high ground where the central army was located. Looking from all sides, the solemn army, sharp bayonets and various flags, the military caps had gathered into an ocean, and a magnificent picture was unfolding.

Back to the central army's tent, the combat staff of the commander had summarized the intelligence they had reconnaissed yesterday and last night on the sand table. The United States' needles and threads were marked clearly. The army marked the flags and models at the battalion level, while the outer vassals, inner vassals and allied troops marked the battalion of a size of 2,000. Starting from five in the morning, each army was having dinner to prepare for war, and now it has entered an offensive or defensive position, and the general situation of the enemy on the opposite side has been clarified.

According to the analysis of the General Intelligence Director, the number of the Ming and Qing coalition forces was about 550,000, while the strong men and women were mostly thrown behind and had not yet rushed to the battlefield. Unlike the United States' army divided into left and right commands, the Ming and Qing coalition forces did not reorganize and combine, but clearly occupied one side of the battlefield. The Qing army was in the east and the Ming army was in the west. Then on this basis, the Ming army was divided into two major groups, while the Qing army was divided into three major groups.

The combat staff had marked the clear information on the sand table with flags, from east to west, namely the Northwest Green Camp Group, the Central Plains New Army, the Central Army Eight Banners and the Ming Dynasty Imperial Army, the Huguang and Regiment Training Corps, and the Northern Xun Town Group.

The Northwest Green Camp was the most capable Green Camp army in the Qing Dynasty. They were born in Shaanxi and Gansu and did not lack the qualities of hard work and endurance. The original soldiers on the Nine-sided sides were familiar with cavalry, shooting and infantry battles. When Shunzhi increased troops to Shandong on a large scale, he was the first to convene the Northwest Green Camp, and added several military towns in Shanxi, making the number of the Northwest Green Camp reach 70,000. However, the Northwest Green Camp is still an old-style classical army. Whether it is tactics or weapons, it is not much different from the troops in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties.

The Central Plains New Army was mixed with the army in Zhili, Henan and Shandong. The basic one was Zhang Cunren's command of Shandong and served as the governor of the three provinces. He was already a new army mainly engaged in firearms. Especially some troops that have been in Shandong and Beiyang War Zone for many years, they were equipped with flintlock guns. The infantry in the other new army also used light clamps as the main weapon. There was no shortage of light guns such as Spanish three-pound cannons, and heavy firepower was mainly red barbarian cannons. In the Qingzhou camp, the Central Plains New Army showed sufficient combat power in positional warfare, and even the Eight Banners were inferior. With Zhang Cunren's betrayal, Shunzhi sent Manchuria, and the Mongolians would take over and reorganize the Central Plains New Army, and mixed the regiment training armed forces formed by local gentry in Shandong, so that the troops exceeded 60,000.

The two heavy troops were placed on the front of the right wing, and the No. 4 Highland, which was also the core position where the two emperors of the Ming and Qing dynasties were the imperial guards, mainly the Eight Banners and Shu soldiers. The number was more than 50,000 and was deployed in the highland and its surrounding areas. These troops were unified under the command of Shunzhi. However, it can be seen that the Qing army used the depth north of the No. 4 Highland to hide several strong troops, most of which were cavalry.

There are at least 20,000 people in the Eight Banners outside the Pass, and there are no less than 30,000 people in the outer vassal states. The Mongolian Khanate in the north and west of the Moon have a total of more than 15,000. There are also the Coat Army trained under the name of the Eight Banners outside the Pass, which can also increase 30,000. The Shandong regiment training army has also been reorganized and can also increase 40,000 to 50,000 people. These have not appeared on the front line. Obviously, as a reserve or a hidden means, especially those of the Eight Banners outside the Pass, and the Mongols, with cavalry as the main ones.
Chapter completed!