The brazier, the warm ondol, the house is as warm as spring.

Mao Wenlong sat on the seat next to the warm kang, wiped his sweat, took the local map handed by the family, and said contemplatively:

"The old walled city of Hetuara is well defended, there are less than 10,000 Jurchen soldiers, and there are many traitors."

"yes, it's not easy to fight."

Mao Chenglu walked in, sighed, stood and said:

"Father, what about the Liao people in this village who were captured by Jiannu, there are more than 200 people, send a team to send them back to their hometowns?"

Since the Dongjiang Army had decided to attack Laozhai, it went north with all its members, and did not leave defenders at Kuandian Liubao.

The manor they captured earlier today has more than 20 real slaves, hundreds of fake slaves, and more than 200 Liao people.

After the annihilation of the slave soldiers with the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, these captive Liao people became a difficulty, and this time they did not come to fight guerrillas.

Liaodong also counted on the Dongjiang Army to attract the attention of the old slaves, and could not expose their whereabouts in advance.

If it was in the past, Mao Chenglu would not have this question.

But this time is different from the past, sending a small team to take these more than 200 people back, once it arouses the vigilance of Jiannu, it is likely to fall short.

Mao Wenlong was groaning, and suddenly heard that Kong Youde came to report:

"Dashuai, there is an old man who wants to see you."

"Let him in."

Mao Wenlong soon saw the old man, and when he saw that he was about to salute him, he hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and said broadly:

"Old man, why bother with this big gift."

"Dashuai, I came to be entrusted by the villagers, we can go to Phi Island by ourselves, and the army will go north, don't worry about us."

"Whether you live or die, let it be the destiny of heaven."

"This..."

Mao Wenlong looked at the trembling old man, and then walked outside the house, and saw the Liao people with hope in their eyes, and he couldn't bear it for a while.

Mao Chenglu and Kong Youde followed out and glanced at each other.

"Alas!"

Mao Wenlong sighed heavily, looked around at the Liao people, and hugged his fists and said: "I, Mao Wenlong, am sorry for all of you, and I am ashamed of everyone's hopes." ”

The old man's eyes flashed with tears, and he said:

"The marshal doesn't have to blame himself, this is our decision, we can't help the marshal recover Liao, nor can we drag it back and interfere with the overall situation."

"Old Mr. Gao Yi ——!"

Mao Chenglu couldn't help but sigh: "Twenty miles to the west is Wuyun Mountain, and there are ten miles of dense forest to the south of the mountain, and the slave cavalry will not go deep." ”

"When you arrive at the six forts of Kuandian, there will be no slave riders."

The old man took more than 200 Liao people to bid farewell to the Dongjiang Army, supported each other, and went to the Wuyun Mountain that Mao Chenglu had just said.

Kong Youde clenched his fists and said:

"Looking at the appearance of these people with yellow and thin muscles, I am afraid that they will be tortured under the hands of slave soldiers, and when we hit Laozhai, we will kill them happily!"

Mao Wenlong looked at the backs of the Liao people, thoughtfully, and asked:

"You say, in the battle of Abu Darigan, why were the slave soldiers able to fight quickly, defeat the strong with the weak, and defeat the famous Liu Dadao in our army."

The Battle of Abu Darigan, in fact, took place in the Battle of Sarhu, Liu Wei was the last famous general in the late Ming Dynasty, because of the use of the broadsword, was called "Liu Dadao" by the Ming army.

In that battle, Juniper rushed forward and was broken by Nurhachi's light cavalry, and then Nurhachi's slave soldiers wore Ming army armor and approached in the fog and raided Abu Darigan.

Liu Wei was wounded by a sneak attack, but still commanded the Ming army to use firearms to counterattack and severely defeat the slave cavalry, but the weather was unfavorable for the arquebus gun to fire, and finally died in battle.

"It's a matter of strategy!"

Kong Youde was still thinking about it, but Mao Chenglu said directly:

"They first defeated the Juniper Department, stripped them of their armor, pretended to be our Ming army, approached Liu Dadao's department, and attacked suddenly with fake and real!"

When it comes to this battle, Mao Wenlong has no regrets.

Mao Chenglu could see it so thoroughly, which also surprised Mao Wenlong, he glanced over there, nodded and said:

"Although the pseudo-gold Laozhai is strong, the city is strong, but the matter is man-made."

He paced slowly, pressed the saber in one hand, and said:

"If you want to capture Laozhai, you have to use tactics."

"Our army continued to go north, collecting Han army armor and flags along the way, and when we arrived in Laozhai, we also dressed up as Han soldiers, and treated others in their own way."

Kong Youde is only in his early twenties this year, and he was named a family member by Mao Wenlong because of his combat bravery.

Mao Chenglu laughed:

"Father is smart, I believe that no slave soldier would think that our army would wear the armor of the Han army and attack their hometown!"

Mao Wenlong nodded, still worried in his heart, and said lightly:

"It's best to win Laozhai in this battle, even if you can't take it, you have to turn him upside down!"

......

Hetuala.

Nurhachi's five founding ministers in the past are now only two of them, and this time, he took away the shrewd Huerhan to accompany the expedition, leaving the most stable He Yili to lead 6,000 Jurchen soldiers of the Yellow Banner and stay in the village.

He Heli was originally the leader of the Dong'e tribe, one of the Jurchens in Jianzhou, and later led the crowd to join Nurhachi in the early days of the army and acted as the vanguard.

After the unification of the Jurchens, Nurhachi rewarded his daughter to He Yili as his wife, and recruited him as his son-in-law, as a capable officer under the account, and he was very important.

After the establishment of the Later Jin, He Heli was called one of the "five ministers" of the founding of the country by Nurhachi, and was entrusted with important political tasks.

Right now, He Yili was sitting in the hall of the Khan's court, receiving an important guest, and he didn't expect that at this time, there was a Ming army of more than 10,000 people marching here day and night.

While thinking about it, a Jurchen soldier with a yellow flag ran over, knelt on the ground and said:

"Your Excellency, Oba is back."

Hearing this, He Yili smiled lightly and showed disdain.

Oba, the leader of the Horqin Five-Division Alliance, and the eternal in-law of Dajin's love for the Xinjueluo family, was beaten to the point in Fuyuwei, and only led hundreds of light horsemen back to Horqin in embarrassment.

In Horqin, Oba was overthrown by the twelve lords of Horqin led by his brother Budazi, and ran back to Hetuara like a lost dog, praying that he could send troops to help him regain power in the Horqin tribe.

After ordering Oba to be brought to the hall, He Yili still held a banquet to entertain this defeated friend of Daikin. During the banquet, there was not much mention of the battle of Fu Yuwei.

After all, Oba is still the rightful lord of the Korqin Tribe, so why should he save enough face for him, or after bathing and changing clothes, he was ceremoniously received on behalf of Nurhachi.

Since he was a child, Oba followed his father in grazing and hunting on the grasslands, and grew up to be strong and strong, with broad shoulders and a round waist. But now, after several tosses, he has lost the vigor he had when he commanded the five coalition forces not long ago.

After the guest and host sat down, He Yili looked at Oba and said with a smile:

"Look at your appearance, you were kicked out in the middle of the night, right?"

Oba looked around in embarrassment.

At this time, He Yili smiled and said:

"Patriarch, rest assured, I have already retired from everyone, and the only people who are talking here are you and me. There is nothing to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”