Chapter 105: You Are Not Worthy

Seeing that he could not attack Xi'an Fort for a long time, Lin Dan Khan ordered a retreat, Chen soldiers Xia Mizhuang, and reorganized the team.

The camp of Lin Dan Khan in Xiamizhuang.

"Khan, why are we withdrawing today? We have an army of 80,000 and we can set foot on this small fortress in an instant. Lin Danhan's subordinates asked puzzledly.

In fact, Lin Dan Khan only brought an army of 80,000, and there were no more than 100,000 at all.

The reason why it is believed that he brought tens of thousands of troops is because the sentry sentry estimated it through visual inspection is not accurate, and the second is that Lin Dan Khan also claims to have hundreds of thousands of troops.

"We will kill many people by storming us, and besides, we have killed many people in recent days."

Lin Dan Khan said this, and fell into deep thought.

He couldn't afford it anymore, and his original intention was just to warn Da Ming, and by the way, take some people and food back.

But Chongzhen ordered to strengthen the wall and clear the wilderness, and he died a lot of clansmen, not to mention, and found nothing.

The grain and grass he originally carried was even more consuming, and he had no choice but to send people back to Saiwai to escort the grain and grass three days ago.

At the moment, Datong Mansion has not been captured, and the small fortress city defended by the Tatars has not been captured, he is very angry, he must kill this Tatar who dares to provoke him.

"When are we going to fight again?"

"Don't worry, you have to use your brain, you can't attack brutely, retreat."

"Yes."

One day his grain and grass will arrive, and before the grain and grass arrive, he must take Xi'an Fort, and then capture Datong Mansion in one go.

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After the Tartars retreated, they took the stranded Lu Gongcha with them, and in addition to the corpses on the battlefield, there were ladders on the city walls.

Wang Zezhi ordered people to block the three layers of the Tartar's corpse at the gate of the city to ensure that the gate would not fall for a while.

Then he ordered people to go down to the city with ropes, and dismantled various ladders under the city wall and transported them up to the city wall to make armor.

"My lord, 1,678 people were killed in the battle, 439 were seriously wounded, and we only have 1,683 people left to fight. Ah Niu finished counting the battle losses and reported.

"Someone, is there a letter from Lord Geng?" Wang Zezhi asked after listening to the report.

"My lord, I haven't received a reply."

"Let's go down."

"Yes."

"We're going to die, we're going to die, we can't live, let's run for our lives, let's run for our lives..."

A sergeant heard Ah Niu's report and shouted in a panic.

"Smack!"

Wang Zezhi slapped him and asked, "Do you know what you're talking about?" ”

"My lord, run for your life, run for your life, run for your life to survive..."

Wang Zeyi kicked over the sergeant, pulled out his waist knife and stabbed him in the neck, hugged his head and cut it fiercely, and shouted angrily: "The enemy is now, disturb the hearts of our army, and there is no forgiveness for killing!" ”

Seeing this, the sergeants who originally had the intention of running away dispelled the idea of escaping.

"Now the Tartars are raging, bullying the people of the Ming Dynasty, and we are waiting for us to be soldiers and die on the battlefield, and the horse leather is shrouded.

If we flee today, other soldiers will flee in the future, and in the future, the country will be ruined and the family will be destroyed, and we will not escape death.

Do you want to survive until your country is ruined and your family is ruined?

Or do you want to fuck the fuck here?

When a man dies and a bird falls into the sky, and something in his crotch has fallen, can you still pick it up and dry tartar? ”

Wang Zezhi came to the high place on the city wall and shouted: "I have made up my mind, I will not retreat from the battle, kill one Tartar back, kill two Tartars to return to the original, and kill three Lao Tzu will not live in vain." ”

"My subordinates are willing to fight to the death with my lord!" Ah Niu, Qi Qi and other leaders knelt down on one knee and echoed.

"Horizontal and vertical is death, and if you die in battle, you can still get a good name, and the turtle grandson will escape, brothers, if you are afraid of a bird, you will beat him and say that the dog."

"Kill the Tartars with the adults!"

"Kill the Tartars!" Lagerstroemia

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

On the hill not far from Xi'an Fort, Lin Dan Khan listened to the shouts of the four fields, squinted his eyes and said to himself: "There is still morale in such a situation. ”

"Come, send a message to the guerrilla battalion, and bring in all the young men in the battalion to support, as well as the recruits."

"Yes."

"Send a message to Lord Geng again, tell him that we have resisted the Tartars' several strong attacks, and do not ask them to come to support, but ask them to cut off the Tartars' grain routes, and I dare to conclude that the Tartars are running out of food and grass."

"Order."

Wang Zezhi gave the order resolutely, and after giving the order, he instructed the sergeants to bury the pot and make rice, and after eating, he asked the sentry of Xiao Liuzi to go out of the fort to find out the movements of the Tartars.

For a whole afternoon, the Tartars did not make the slightest movement to attack the fort.

At the time of Shen, the sentinel came to report that the Tartars had made a lot of Kong Ming lanterns and had been released on the high ground one mile to the north.

"Kong Ming lantern, it's not good, it's a fire attack, and all the archers are on the city wall quickly."

"Order."

A moment later, all the bows and arrows in the fort were holding bows up the wall, and in their field of vision appeared a dense mass of thousands of lights, which floated slowly by the north wind.

"Bow and arrow, put!"

Wang Zezhi saw the Kong Ming lantern and ordered the archers to shoot down the Kong Ming lantern in the sky.

Fortunately, the Tartars made the lanterns did not fly high, otherwise they might not have been able to shoot them down with their bows and arrows.

As soon as the lamp broke, it tilted down, and then the tray containing the oil under the lamp was thrown out.

The pungent smell of fire oil wafted down the air into the castle.

After a pillar of incense shot with a bow and arrow, the Kong Ming lantern in the sky was finally cleaned up.

As far as the eye can see, the battlefield is littered with the wreckage of Kong Ming lanterns.

The Tartar sentry saw that the fire attack had failed, and turned his horse's head and went back to report.

At the end of the day, the Tartars sent a messenger.

"Report, my lord, the Tartars have sent a messenger."

"Let him in, I'm going to see what kind of tricks this is." Wang Zezhi took a sip of water, put the bowl on the table, and waited for the messenger to enter the fort.

"Our Khan said, as long as you kneel and surrender, and serve the Khan as the master, our Khan will disregard your past suspicions and make your leader the king of Tatar, and his wife will be ten Mongolian stunning beauties, and your leader will live a life like a god from now on."

As soon as the Tartar messenger arrived at the fort, he went straight to the point and announced it loudly in Mongolian.

After listening to it, Wang Zezhi leaned on the wall, sneered, and asked, "Do you know why I let you in?" ”

He was shocked by the fact that he was not attacking the Tatars, but the Ming.

At this moment, his mind was racing, and he suddenly felt that this was a trap, a trap that would destroy them.

"Please make it clear." The messenger said in broken Chinese.

"The land here is Daming's, my feet, your feet, and your camp's feet are all Ming's, you came to our land to crown me as the king, it's a big joke, I'm only a barbarian outside the Jin clan's Lin Dan Baturse, what qualifications does he have to crown me as the king?

Come, cut him off for me, put his head in his bosom, and send him back on his own horse. ”

"Obey."

"My lord, if the two countries don't fight each other, you can't kill me." The Tartar messenger did not want to die, he had to bring back the news that their enemies were not the Tatars, but the Ming, and that this was a trap.

"You burned, killed, looted and did all kinds of evil in my Ming border, and even told me that you would not be killed, you are not worthy.

Why don't you pull it down and cut it? What are you waiting for? ”

"No, you can't kill me, aren't you Han people the most polite?" The messenger struggled unwillingly.

"Brothers, do you see it, the Tartars are also flesh and blood, they will also be afraid, they are afraid of being beaten by us, and they have sent messengers to beg for mercy."

"Your Excellency is mighty!"

"Your Excellency is mighty!"

"Mighty! Mighty! Mighty! ”

Amid the shouts of the sergeants, the Tartar messenger was beheaded and sent back to the camp on his own horse.