The luxurious blanket was quickly lifted, and Huang Taiji walked out of the house quickly, his face a little pale: "Bring him in." ”

The high-level Houjin leaders outside the house had already fallen into chaos, and most of them had not yet understood what the loss of Shiheyi and even Xinjin meant, and a few people, including Liu Xingzuo, had already calculated it in their hearts at this time.

The knight, who was limp on the ground, was carried into the room by the samurai, and Huang Taiji glanced around. As his gaze turned, all the people he saw subconsciously lowered their heads, and the people who were still buzzing like a market slowly returned to silence.

"Is Liu Aita here?"

Liu Xingzuo raised his head and looked at Huang Taiji, who was looking at him: "The slave is here." ”

"You come in too." Huang Taiji said lightly, turned around and walked into the house.

Liu Xingzuo walked out of the crowd and slowly followed Huang Taiji into the room. This room was originally the house of a certain Meler in the white flag, and after the arrival of Huang Taiji, it was enlisted as a palace, and a lot of golden silk and wool grass were hung inside.

The center of the room was vacant, and near the door stood more than twenty high-ranking nobles, led by Sakha. Seeing Liu Xingzuo follow Huang Taiji in, Saharan nodded at him slightly, but did not speak.

There are six chairs on the top of the house, and there are five flag masters sitting on the left and right positions, and the chair in the center is vacant, which should be the position of Huang Taiji. He did not sit down when he entered, but strode up to the knight, who was kneeling in the middle of the room, and asked him in a gentle tone, "Tell me more about it." ”

The knight had drunk a lot of water since he came in, and was now much more energetic. He kowtowed to Huang Taiji and said, "The slave is the white armor under the command of the master of Ying Erdai, stationed in Shiheyi. Yesterday, the Aosong Nikan suddenly came from the sea, and the artillery fired in unison, breaking down our city wall. Then he lowered the dinghy, and hundreds of Han dogs landed on the shore and broke the Shihe Station. The minions were ordered by their masters to lead several horsemen to surround and rush to report to the Great Khan. ”

"You said before that Xinjin fell, why is that?"

"Back to the Great Khan, the minions met Yu Ding who escaped from the New Golden City on the road. They told the minions that the Okan had landed in the new Golden Bay, and that the master of Sony, who had been transporting the baggage, had abandoned the grain and grass and rode south, but was intercepted by the Nikan who had broken the Stone River Station, and only a dozen or so escaped. ”

Huang Taiji listened patiently, waved his hand and asked the warrior to lead the knight down. He took a deep breath and stood with his eyes closed for a moment before slowly exhaling the turbid air. As if he had laid down a burden, he opened his eyes without the faint hesitation he had before. The Eight Banners Master turned sharply and walked to the map hanging on the wall.

The eyes of the people in the room were focused on him. As his fingers slowly moved over Xinjin and then east over Hongzui Fort, everyone understood the intentions of the Aosong people.

Mang Gurtai in the seat was the first to speak: "The Han dog will not necessarily take it..."

"It's too late." Huang Taiji interrupted Mang Gultai's words heavily. He turned around, his eyes shining coldly, "Guys Baylor, we must go north immediately and reclaim the new gold. ”

The room remained silent. Needless to say, the Gushan Ezhen Melle Ezhen who stood below had no military power. The other five flag owners sitting on the chairs were still strangely peaceful at the moment.

Huang Taiji turned around and turned his back to the people below. From this angle, Liu Xingzuo couldn't see his expression clearly. But from the gaze of the big Bel Amin, who was also in the middle, he probably guessed that Huang Taiji was coldly looking at Amin.

"Follow the orders of the Great Khan." Hauge, who was sitting at the very edge, suddenly said loudly.

Such a shout broke the silence in the room, and the people below raised their heads, their staggered gazes sweeping between the first six people. After a long time, Amin opened his mouth and smiled: "As the Great Khan said, withdraw the army." ”

It was as if hearing an order, and the voices of dozens of people suddenly sounded. In a lively "May I go with the Great Khan and break through the new gold!" At the shouting, the crowd fell to their knees one after another. Liu Xingzuo, who was kneeling at the end, lowered his head and hid the expression on his face.

"Liu Aita, let's talk about the terrain of Xinjin." Huang Taiji's voice sounded again, "Six Banners Gushan Ezhen, now immediately go out to organize the withdrawal of troops." All the grain and grass have been abandoned, and the cavalry must set off as fast as possible, and tonight they will break the Shihe Station, and tomorrow morning they must start attacking Xinjin! ”

Liu Xingzuo let out a "chirp" and stood up from the ground. He was the prefect of the South Fourth Guard before the Fuzhou Massacre (Note 1), and he knew the terrain of this place best, so it was indispensable to explain the situation to Jiannu.

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At noon on the same day, the Jiannu of the two large camps in the east and west launched a fierce attack at the same time.

As in the past few weeks, Kong Youde of the Western Defense Zone stayed on Nanshan to direct the defense. At this time, he was already accustomed to fighting with Jiannu, and when he saw hundreds of Houjin soldiers running out of the tunnel towards the Jin Governor Wall, he was still rolling tobacco with paper without hurry.

"According to Plan Five." He turned his head and gave the adjutant a command, and the latter passed the flag downward, and he picked up the cigarette from the table, and took out a box of matches and lit it. Gently exhaling a smoke ring, Kong Youde stood up from his seat, holding the telescope in one hand and looking down.

"Damn it, Jiannu is really willing to die." Kong Youde scolded while watching, stuffed the cigarette into his mouth from time to time and took a puff, then held his breath until his face turned red before he spit out the almost invisible cigarette and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Tell me to go down, Jiannu doesn't want their lives, we don't want to be polite! How many Jiannu came, how many Jiannu were killed! ”

As the commander of the Western Defense Region and the lieutenant colonel of the Zhenjiang Regiment, Kong Youde naturally knew the content of the guillotine plan. According to the plan, Jiannu today probably already knows the news that Xinjin and Hongzui Fort have been cut off. There were no sailors in Houjin—fishing boats with a capacity of more than a dozen people were not counted—and the Liaonan Peninsula was a central hilly region with coastal plains on either side. Once the land roads along the coast were cut off, the tens of thousands of Houjin troops could not get a single grain of grain from the hinterland of Liaozhong.

After the logistics were interrupted, Jiannu had only two options, one was to attack south at all costs, break the Golden Governor Wall and attack the Lushun Peninsula, and then seize Lushun in one go, and capture the baggage of the Ao-Song people. The second is to seize the time to go north, at least to recapture Xinjin, open up the supply line, and then consider continuing to fight Jinzhou or returning to Liaoyang. Considering that Houjin broke the dog's head in Jinzhou, the most likely choice is to evacuate north.

In this case, the attack would have been a tactical deception, presumably to make the defenders think that they would maintain the offensive in order to cover the withdrawal of troops from the rear.

Hehe, who are you fooling, it's really a big boss when someone Kong. But then again, even if Kong Youde knew Jiannu's calculations, he also knew that Jiannu probably knew that he knew their calculations, and even Jiannu basically knew that Kong Youde knew their calculations... This futile assault will continue.

When Kong Youde was in Japan, he heard Li Ruchu say this: One person's death is a tragedy, and the death of 10,000 people is just a statistical statistic?

Unfortunately, for Hou Jin, this sentence seems to be like this. In an attack today, more than 1,000 people died, and probably seven or eight hundred of them were Han Chinese who were forced to come. Anyway, are the Han people beating their own people, the Jurchen nobles are not distressed.

On a frontline several kilometers long, thousands of Houjin soldiers were senselessly driven towards the long wall. All of them, with the exception of a very few people who were related, did not know that the large army was going to take advantage of the darkness to evacuate tonight. I can't even make a splash when I throw my name.

Zhang Tai did not know his fate at this time. When he heard the sound of the trumpet, he grabbed a shield and brandished his sword out of the trench, and rushed forward with seven or eight coats.

"Rush, rush!" The top of the trench was only about two hundred and fifty meters away from the Golden State Long Wall, which was the closest distance that could be avoided from direct fire from the artillery on the Long Wall. As a result, all those who approached the wall from the tunnel were still exposed to the attack of projectiles from a wide angle. After everyone climbed out of the tunnel, Zhang Tai bit the braid in his mouth and clutched the handle of the knife. On the ground in front of them, shield carts that have been destroyed one after another these days abound, which will become cover on their way to charge.

Now that the Houjin soldiers have learned to behave, no one will run towards the long wall in a daze. Everyone who has survived more than one siege knows that the only way to survive is to get close to the curve of the wreckage of the shield cart.

"Zhang Tai, lead someone to run from the left!"

Hearing the shouting, Zhang Tai turned his head and agreed. Shouting at him was Baijia Akdun, who had been commanding the remnants of this Niu Lu. Looking at Akdun, who was giving orders from afar in the rear, Zhang Tai suddenly realized that in this attack, the number of female Allah in the crowd seemed to be a little small.

Whistling cannonballs and lead bullets flew past Zhang Tai, interrupting his thoughts. Several unlucky guys were knocked to the ground on the way from one shield cart to another. Looking at the coat that was still rolling in a pool of blood, Zhang Tai got up expressionlessly and drove his subordinates to continue to run wildly.

"Ge Erwen, why don't you rush!" When passing by a shield cart, Zhang Tai found one of Niu Lu's coats lying under the shield cart, holding his head and trembling.

Ge Erwen, who was called by name, put down his arm and looked at it, crying: "Master, my leg is injured and I can't run!" ”

Zhang Tai threw himself beside him, grabbed his hand and dragged him out from under the car, and shouted in a low voice: "Your mother is crazy? The big gold master is still supervising the battle behind, do you dare to hide? It is not allowed to say that the leg is injured, and the crippled Han people will be killed! ”

Ge Erwen shook Zhang Tai's hand away. With tears in his face, he shouted, "I'm not going!" My brother died a few days ago, and I don't want to die! ”

"If you don't go, you'll be killed by the Jurchens!"

"Lao Tzu Ri fucking Jiannu! I'm Han, I don't want to send them to death! Isn't it because you want to raise the flag so much! Now you're not a flag sign, and you're not here to eat lead! You killed Boss Liu for a fart! ”

Zhang Tai looked at each other fixedly, and his face suddenly darkened. He pulled out the whip from his waist and whipped it violently, scolding indiscriminately: "Lao Tzu killed you dog!" ”

Ge Erwen cried and got up, and his back was whipped open. He threw away the knife in his hand and ran wildly towards the wall.

Zhang Tai saw him start to run, and then slowly withdrew the whip. He silently looked at Ge Erwen who was running towards the long wall, and the other party opened his arms and vaguely shouted words like "I want to surrender".

Then, a few blood flowers suddenly bloomed behind Ge Erwen. He ran forward a few steps according to his inertia, and then fell to the ground without saying a word.

Note 1: In 1623, Liu Xingzuo, then the governor of Nansiwei, organized the Han people to flee to Shandong, and was exposed by traitors. In the aftermath, the frenzied murderer Nuer Hachi ordered the massacre of more than 20,000 Fuzhou residents, and Liu Xingzuo's younger brother also died in the tragedy.