The date of the expedition some time ago has been set. As a result, on the 16th, strong winds began to blow, and then heavy snow fell, and the various units could not move at all. You must know that the large army is not only soldiers, but also artillery, gunpowder, dry rations, chariots and horses, and so on. On the 16th, Mr. Yang postponed the departure due to heavy snowfall. Later, Lord Yang ordered the departure on the 21st, but it was changed to the 25th, and then to the 27th. Niu Mantun felt in his heart that if the army's expedition was always rescheduled, it would be a blow to the morale of the upper and lower armies. This has been changed back and forth, and I don't change my heart!

Niu Mantun felt panicked when he thought of this, so he took advantage of everyone's rest to get into the grass for a while, and then returned to the side of the cart. He knew that the car he was pushing was full of helmets and armor. Niu Mantun remembered that his father said that ordnance should be wrapped in layers and should be waterproof and dustproof. But the car was only covered with an oilcloth and tied a few times with a few ropes.

The rope is not tightly tied, and the contents can be seen through the gaps. Niu Mantun reached out and pulled a helmet from it and put it on his head. This iron helmet is made of little iron, and it is very light in the hand. It's very rough again, it's not comfortable to wear at all, and the scalp of the card hurts!

Niu Mantun took off his helmet, rubbed his scalp and tried to stuff it back, but accidentally dropped the helmet on the ground. Niu Mantun hurriedly picked it up. When he got it, he found that the helmet was deformed! Niu Mantun couldn't help muttering in his heart, can this fight?

The armor is made in such a way that the craftsmen can't be blamed for being lazy. The artisan household system of the Ming Dynasty was inherently problematic. From generation to generation, the craftsmen served the government as if they were in prison. The government could not provide enough money and food, and the craftsmen could only starve and find ways to fill their stomachs, where would they have time to study what craft? What's more, the materials and silver for making ordnance began to drift away before they left the door of the house. When it comes to the hands of the craftsmen, half of what can be left is that Shangguan is honest and honest! In this case, the craftsmen are also required to provide good finished products, which also makes the craftsmen very helpless! Therefore, they can only deduct some more money and materials to support their families, and use the remaining money and materials to make weapons and armor. As a result, the output can only be shoddy. The helmet was as thin as an iron sheet, and it would break when stabbed; The knife and gun are not strong, and they will break as soon as they are used!

While Niu Mantun was still stunned at the deflated helmet, the officers began to shout that the convoy was leaving. After marching hard until the evening, the people finally got time to rest. At this time, the people who distributed food from above also came. Each person only got one rice dumpling.

These rice dumplings are all made with brown rice. After cooking, dry the water, then knead it into a ball by hand and leave it for a few days without spoilage. Niu Mantun struggled in the snow and ice, and only got one brown rice dumpling after a busy day, which was simply not enough for him. But there is no way, even the regular soldiers can't eat, let alone their strong people.

Niu Mantun's team threw everything they found along the way into the pot, including freshly sprouted wild vegetables, some dried mushrooms, and an unlucky rat that was also peeled and thrown into the pot. Everyone finished eating the brown rice dumplings in their hands with a pot of hot soup. With hot soup and food in the stomach, people are much more comfortable.

By this time they had no strength to speak, so they leaned against each other and fell asleep around the fire. Just as Niu Mantun fell asleep, Nurhachi and his men were looking at a handwritten letter written by Yang Hao.

In this wonderful letter, Yang Ho told Nurhachi about his march route and time! What has changed is the march route of the Ming army, which has changed from a four-way march to an eight-way march; Then the number of 150,000 Ming troops was exaggerated to 190,000.

Although the numbers are exaggerated, Nurhachi already knew the true situation of the Ming army. So it didn't frighten Nurhachi at all. Everything that happened in Shenyang was completely controlled by the Houjin side.

On the side of the Ming army, especially Yang Hao, they thought that their strength was strong and they could wipe out Houjin in one fell swoop! So they are arrogant and leak military intelligence at will. And then the espionage organization work on the Kim side is quite powerful! Their meticulous work haunts Shenyang and other places at will, as if they are in a no-man's land! When the entire army was preparing to go on the expedition, it didn't take long for Houjin to know the detailed news! Even where that part went, who the leading generals were, and how many men and horses there were, all had become intelligence and were placed on Nurhachi's table.

Nurhachi shook the letter in his hand, and said to the staff and generals around him with a smile: "What do you think of this letter, Lord Yang? ”

In fact, not long ago, Houjin had already unified his opinion. At this point, it's just a repetition. But the difference is that everyone has expressed their contempt for Yang Hao!

After listening to everyone's opinions, Nurhachi clapped his hands and said, "I'll take care of him several ways!" I'll just go all the way! I can't teach these people to come and go! After speaking, he began to assign tasks and prepare to fight to the death with the Ming army!

Niu Mantun is quite unlucky! He was assigned to the Right Army. The road is full of deep mountains and dense forests, and the roads are rugged. There were streams everywhere, so Liu Manchu was tired and half dead along the way. But he felt nervousness from the soldiers. This made Niu Mantun breathe a sigh of relief. Because this shows that the predetermined battlefield in everyone is getting closer and closer! When they get to the battlefield, the work of the people will be much easier! At least I won't be walking with a car every day!

Niu Mantun felt that he was dying. The muddy ground with the remnants of unmelted snow firmly wrapped around the wheels. Every time you push the car, you have to exert all your strength. But he hadn't eaten enough for a long time, and he didn't have much strength left. Niu Mantun felt that the car he was responsible for was carried here by everyone, and it had nothing to do with the mule in front!

Fortunately, when I came out of the house, the clothes I made at home were still relatively strong. Otherwise, you will have a bare spine at this time. The shoes he was wearing had long since worn out and had been replaced with straw sandals. And straw sandals can't do their job on this muddy ground at all! His feet were as cold as ice, and he was almost unconscious. He was now pushing the cart by willpower.

The reason why Niu Mantun was able to grit his teeth and move forward was because he had seen more than one Minzhuang fall on the side of the road and no one paid attention. Without exception, those people were skinny and blue, and some seemed to be alive, and they lay on the side of the road and occasionally breathed, which made people tremble! Niu Mantun didn't have the strength to pull anyone. He knew these people were dead. Niu Mantun still wants revenge, and he doesn't want to die yet, so he can only persevere.

Now the most difficult thing in front of Niu Mantun is this small stream in front of him. That's seven or eight steps wide, and the depth is just no knee. But the stream was bitterly cold. Niu Mantun's feet, which were already unconscious, miraculously had consciousness when he stepped into the stream! Because it was so cold, it felt like countless small knives kept poking his calf. He shouted the trumpet with his companions and pushed the cart forward. After a few minutes of struggle, they finally crossed the creek.