"You're Shuoto?"

Man Gui raised the head of the rat-tailed tartar with the money rat tail with a horsewhip and asked with some surprise.

Since Yue Tuo was snatched back by that young general, Man Gui regretted it.

After the Ming army arrived, Man Gui took his family to look for many places in the city, but he did not find it.

At this time, seeing a Shuo Tuo who was quite similar to Yue Tuo, Man Gui was still very happy.

"You're Yue Tuo's younger brother?"

Shuo Tuo still didn't say anything when he heard this, but Man Gui didn't care, because his appearance already said everything.

Circling around Shuotuo, who was kneeling on the ground, Man Gui then said.

"Where's your brother?"

It's okay not to ask, but when I asked, Shuoto struggled to stand up, and he kept scolding and babbling.

"Run! This person who killed a thousand knives, in order to escape, he didn't even want his own brother, and I called him the eldest brother for so many years in vain. ”

Seeing that Shuotuo's expression was extremely excited, Man Gui knew that this kid was also a rammer, and he probably couldn't ask for any valuable information, so he waved his hand and ordered someone to take him down.

"Man Shuai doesn't have to be annoyed, breaking the city within the specified time is already a great achievement, and capturing a full shell is the icing on the cake."

Zhao Shujiao saw that Man Gui was still angry about not killing Yue Tuo, so he said comfortingly.

"Lao Zhao, you don't know the situation at that time, Yue Tuo's arm was cut off by me, and he almost killed the dog Tartar with one knife, but he was disturbed by a hairy boy."

"Lao Zhao, that Yue Tuo is a genuine Baylor of the Tartars, with this merit, how can Your Majesty have to let my son enter the martial arts without taking the test, seeing that one of the people in my family has already reached is gone, why don't I feel annoyed."

Looking at Man Gui's really pained expression, Zhao Shujiao laughed for a while, this Man Gui is really a lover.

"Look, this is that Yue Tuo's arm, you said that with this arm, can Your Majesty give me a show of talent."

Ignoring Zhao Shujiao's forced smile, Man Gui reached out from the lime bucket behind him and took out an arm, which immediately startled the defenseless Zhao Shujiao.

"You kid, you're really going to dedicate this arm to Your Majesty."

Looking at the somewhat shriveled arm that had been stained with lime and the lime bucket that Man Gui carried with him, Zhao Shujiao couldn't cry or laugh.

"Why not, if Your Majesty doesn't accept it, I will hang it in front of Ningyuan City, so that the Tartars who come to attack and disturb will have a look."

Man Gui said, carefully putting the next door back into the lime bucket.

"Don't talk about that useless, five days have passed since Your Majesty personally conquered Liaoyang, and the messenger of the Tartars has also been out of the city for two days, time is pressing, let's hurry up and implement Your Majesty's predetermined strategy."

Seeing that Man Gui was still looking at Yue Tuo's arm with some reluctance, Zhao Shujiao hurriedly reminded.

"Well, judging from the distance, if the little slave chief returns to the division in the starry night, he can reach the city of Guangning in four days at the earliest, hey, we don't have much time."

The two then summed up the demolition work of Guangning City, and after setting the next step, a vigorous moving demolition kicked off.

After learning that the Ming army would withdraw from Quang Ninh and burn the city wall in three days, the people in the city did not need to mobilize at all, and they all said that they would follow the Ming army back to Guannei.

The Ming people in Guangning City have been oppressed by the Tartars for many years, and today they suddenly heard of the opportunity to escape and ascend to heaven, how could they not firmly grasp it.

Even if he returns to Daming to be a slave with others, it is better than a life of precariousness under the Tartars and facing life-threatening conditions at any time

Therefore, without waiting for the orders of the Ming army, before evening, the people packed up their belongings.

In fact, it is not that the people are efficient, but mainly because they have endured the oppression of the Tartars for five years, and the Ming people in the city have no belongings at all.

Many people have two or three people, and a broken burden is already all the belongings.

Man Gui and Zhao Shujiao looked at these destitute Guangning people, and they couldn't laugh or cry, so they ordered again.

Whoever has the strength to carry back Ningjin can take away all the things in the city.

At the sound of the order, the people rushed to the compound of the wide house in the city, and in just one night, only the rubble of the houses in the city was left that could not be taken away.

Other things that still have use value and can be taken away have been swept away by the people, and even the tables, chairs and benches have been dismantled by the people, and then made into a bundle to be packed and taken away.

The entire Quang Ninh City, except for the city walls and tile houses that cannot be taken away, has basically been emptied.

Early the next morning, looking at these people of Guangning, who were in tattered clothes but in high spirits, Zhao Shujiao waved goodbye to Mangui, and led the army to escort the people and supplies back to Ningjin first.

And Man Gui led the remaining 5,000 elite soldiers and began to blast the city wall section by section.

In order to do a good job in this demolition, the Ministry of Industry approved a lot of black powder this time, which brought a lot of convenience to Mangui's demolition work.

As soon as the people in the city withdrew, the sound of rumbling explosions began to sound along the walls of Quang Ninh.

The people in the last city looked back one after another, looking at the city of Quang Ninh, which was emitting clouds of black smoke, and all of them left tears.

"Alas, let's go, let's go, it's better to ruin it than to leave it to those brutes."

An old man sighed, comforting everyone.

"Yes, what the old gentleman said is right, our Daming city would rather be destroyed than given to the Tartars, and His Majesty said that the destruction of Guangning now is to build a bigger Guangning in the future, a Guangning that really belongs to our Ming people."

Looking at the reluctant expressions of everyone, a Ming army who seemed to be an officer said to the people, and did not forget to arch his hand in the direction of the capital after speaking.

"Your Majesty really said that you want to kill back to Quang Ninh?"

The old man asked.

"Of course, Your Majesty is a martial artist, you didn't see that this time our Ming army broke through Guangning in two days, using the strategy formulated by Your Majesty in advance, and Your Majesty will be able to do so at that time."

The officer said, arching his hand in the direction of the capital.

When the people heard this, they began to talk about it, from the auspicious rui of the Qianqing Palace to the thunder that led to the Wei Eunuch, and then to the recent rumors of the boiling overnight destruction of the city.

In the end, it was the old man who said to the ground: Ming Jun descended from the sky, and the Ming Dynasty was about to prosper.

Just when Mangui was in full swing to carry out demolition and the people of Guangning City were looking forward to a better life in the future, in an ordinary yurt on the grassland west of Guangning, a man with a bloody face woke up slightly.

"Master, you're finally awake!"

Yue Tuo opened his eyes slightly, and saw a boy with a meaty face appear in front of him.

Seeing him, Yue Tuo suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at his left hand, but saw nothing, and then his eyes dimmed.

"Master, you can scare the slave to death, you burned it for a whole day and a night, and the slave thinks you, you, you 。。。。。"

The boy couldn't bear to say any more, and two lines of tears flowed.

But Yue Tuo looked at his empty sleeves, but he couldn't say anything.

At this time in Xiping Fort, more than 10,000 Ming troops packed their bags, and after blowing up the Xiping Fort, they galloped westward.

At the same time, a Tartar cavalry, after three days and three nights of running, finally arrived at the camp of the Jin army in Hudun Rabbit White City.

With a stumble, the Tartar cavalry fell from his horse, and with it a roll of urgent reports rolled down the meadow.

When a Tartar on patrol on the periphery saw the fiery red emergency report, he didn't care about the Tartar messenger who had fainted, picked up the newspaper and ran to the Chinese army's tent.

"Urgent military intelligence! Emergency military intelligence! ”