"Where's the Derg?"

Seeing the cavalry of the Ming army behind him as if possessed by a killing god, Mang Gurtai seemed so helpless for the first time.

"Ten Belle disappeared after entering the city!" As if rolling out of a blood pit, this Zhenglanqi Niu Lu hurriedly said:

"Five Beyler, ten Beyler I'm afraid that I have been poisoned by the Ming army, and now that the city is in chaos, let's gather people and go north from the West Gate to find the Great Khan!"

After hesitating for a moment, Mang Gurtai's eyes rolled wildly, his breath was disordered, and a pair of big eyes stared at Mao Wenlong, who was getting closer and closer behind.

The combat power of the Jin Army after the thousands of Zhenglan Banners in Yizhou is not weaker than that of the Dongjiang Army, and even in terms of real slaves alone, it is slightly stronger than the Dongjiang Army.

After entering the city, the Houjin army immediately fell into the scramble for plundering and slaughter, and the sentry cavalry in charge of patrolling, as well as the real slave soldiers standing guard and watch, were all lax.

Even, most of them looked at the fire in the city, and their hearts were particularly dissatisfied.

It's a pity to think that those people below are so happy to be captive, but they are here, guarding the impossible Ming army.

When the Dongjiang army entered from the four gates, the slave soldiers in the city had actually fallen into a state of mad slaughter, and because they came back all the way, they spent a lot of physical strength, and they became the ghosts of the Ming army without resistance.

Seeing that the banner people were almost powerless in front of the Ming army, Mang Gurtai also knew that at this time, it was too late to organize resistance.

The Ming army came in too quickly, and in an instant, the city was already on fire.

Now he can't even contact the Derge, so what is there to talk about gathering troops and horses to fight again.

Mang Gurtai had heard a Chinese saying, "Stay in the green mountains, don't worry about no firewood", at this time he recalled, and immediately turned around and ordered, wanting to rush out of Ximen with the few remaining slaves.

Hundreds of slave horsemen turned around and rushed towards the Ming army at the west gate.

The horse's hooves trampled on the red-stained dust under their feet, crushed the bones of hundreds of people, and collided heavily with the Ximen Ming army.

In an instant, many Ming troops were pierced on the iron spears, their flesh and bones blurred and dripping with blood, but more Ming troops swarmed from all directions, no one took a step back, and each was extremely brave.

Each of them has a bitter hatred for the slave thief.

An old soldier was stabbed in the left shoulder by the slave horse, and with a terrible howl, he threw down the slave who had just drawn his saber and was about to slash at him.

The slave rider fell heavily on the chiseled and frozen ground, and his face was pressed the frozen soil of Liaodong by the veteran of the Dongjiang Army.

Before he could react, he was pulled upwards by the veteran and hit the other side.

Accompanied by the fine trembling frozen soil, the helmet of the slave rider was pulled off by the veteran of the Dongjiang Army, and his head was stepped on fiercely, that is, it was unrecognizable, and he closed his eyes in resignation.

On Mang Gurtai's side, seven or eight cavalry of the Dongjiang Army had fallen, but no matter how he killed, more Ming cavalry still came on the left and right.

He and the hundreds of slave horsemen who had finally gathered together were soon drowned in the sound of the horses' hooves of the Ming army, and the dark night of Yizhou City was one.

......

"Reward the armies!"

In the city of Yizhou, all the soldiers of the Dongjiang Army gathered together, and after listening to Mao Wenlong's words, they all smiled and were excited.

In this battle of Yizhou, they can be regarded as proof that the 160,000 stone of food and salary of the imperial court was not given in vain!

After this battle, Nurhachi's fifth son, the lord of the Zhenglan Banner, Mang Gurtai, was captured alive, and the remaining more than 100 slave soldiers in the city became prisoners of the Ming army.

Nurhachi's tenth son, the leader of the Bayala Guard, is missing, and he should have died in the chaos.

Seeing Mang Gurtai and the slave thieves being pressed, the faces of the soldiers immediately changed, and Mao Chenglu stepped forward and kicked on the bound slave chief, and sneered:

"If it weren't for the need to escort you to the Jingshi and let the Holy Lord send you, you would already be the ghost of the little master's sword by now!"

"When my father Khan returns, do you think this Yizhou can hold on?" Mang Gurtai was not afraid, and also stared at Mao Chenglu and smiled:

"Acquaintances, let them go to Belesi now, otherwise if my father Khan leads the army back and attacks Yizhou, there will be no people or animals left!"

After he said this, the atmosphere in the audience suddenly became tense.

Seeing the appearance of the Ming army, Mang Gurtai laughed even more arrogantly.

In fact, this is true, the Dongjiang Army can only attack and harass Jiannu now, and cannot be tough with the main force of the Houjin Army.

It was these Houjin troops in Yizhou, and it was Mao Wenlong who used tricks to deceive the reckless Gurtai into entering the city, and took advantage of their unpreparedness when they slaughtered the people to win.

Mao Wenlong was unmoved, squatted down and quietly stared at Mang Gurtai for a long time.

Mang Gurtai and Mao Wenlong can be called a pair of enemies, from guerrilla warfare to spy warfare, Mao Wenlong did everything to harass Houjin.

The reason why he was able to enter Yizhou with confidence was that he learned Mao Wenlong's spy warfare routine, and first sent spies into the city to listen to intelligence.

"What's the use of being ruthless?" Mao Wenlong sneered: "The old slave is still in Guangning right now, and you don't have much left in the village, right?" ”

Mang Gurtai's eyes tightened, and he stared at him deadly.

"See if I can hit your village, I'm barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, as long as the old slave doesn't come back, I'll keep fighting north."

"When he comes back, I'll be back to the island early."

"Do you know what happened to Tong Yang? With a knife, cut thousands of pieces of your flesh piece by piece, and you will have it to enjoy when the time comes. ”

Mao Wenlong glanced at Mang Gurtai with contempt for the last time, then turned around and shouted: "Tie up, take to Jingshi!" ”

After recovering Uiju, the Donggang Army shouted slogans and continued the pursuit.

Niumao Village, Hades Village, and Dong Gu Village are the three high bases connected to the Korean State, each with hundreds of real slaves and thousands of fake slaves stationed.

Mao Wenlong led the Dongjiang Army to win three battles and three victories, and regained Sanzhai one after another.

After two days and nights of fierce fighting, the border between Uiju and North Korea was fully recovered, and the North Korean state was shocked when they heard the news.

......

Quang Ninh avant-garde, Sai Binh Fort, the bloody battle continues.

"General, Zhenwu Fort is lost!" On the city wall, a thousand presidents ran with blood on their faces, crying and shouting.

Zhenwu Fort, which is the front post of Xiping Fort, Xiong Tingbi sent the general soldier Liu Qu to lead the Wujing battalion of 20,000 to support Guangning.

Wang Huazhen used Liu Qu to garrison Wubao to contain the Houjin army.

At this time, one arm of Luo Zheng had disappeared, he was holding a knife with one hand, and when he heard the news, he was like thunder, and the whole person fell down directly.

Fortunately, Mr. Qian gritted his teeth and held him up.

Looking at the Houjin army that receded like a tide, Liu Qu and Mr. Qian supported each other, sat on the ground, turned their heads and asked:

"What about Liu Qu, what about Wujingying?"

Hearing this, Mr. Qian's face rolled down big tears, and there was a cry in his voice: "It's gone, it's all gone." ”

"There are 20,000 people in the Wujing camp, and none of them are alive."

"Liu Zongzhen and a Tartar general jumped off the city wall and died in their lives!"

Hearing this, the wounded defenders of Xiping Fort around them all bowed their heads silently, but in their hearts, they were even more determined to die for Daming.

"The slaves are here again!"

Suddenly, a pacesetter ran past the various sections of the wall, and everyone stood up stiffly and stood on the edge of the battlement.

I saw that the dense slave army under the city was carrying ladders and pushing rushing carts, and they were rushing here frantically.

"Fire, fire!" Luo has always bled up his spirits and roared angrily.

But after a long time, the city was still silent.

"Why don't you fire the gun!?"

Chen Shangren, the official of the capital, walked over, first looked at the slave soldiers who were already erecting ladders under the city, and then said: "The cannonballs are gone, the bows and arrows are gone, and the wood and stones are all gone." ”

"It's all gone..."

Luo always muttered and repeated, laughed a few times maniacally, held the saber tightly, and opened his mouth:

"Soldiers, the time has come to serve the country!"

"As the main general, it is not good for me to defend the city, and I am ashamed of the emperor's grace!" As he spoke, Luo Yi looked in the direction of Jingshi, bowed from afar, and cried:

"The minister's strength is exhausted, Xiping Fort, lost!"

With that, Luo consistently raised his saber and killed himself on the spot.

"General!"

Seeing this, Chen Shangren, the capital secretary, said miserably: "The slaves and thieves have broken the city, and they have not been able to defend Xiping Fort, so they have no shame to face the emperor, so they went with the general." ”

"Redeem yourself with death!"

When the words fell, Chen Shangren committed suicide with a knife.

Underneath his corpse, the city gate was shattered, and countless slaves and horsemen with bright banners rushed into Xiping Fort.