Soon Sun Chuanting began to act, the chief of the Tuvan tribe was approached by Zasaktu Khan, Sun Chuanting carefully asked him about the information about the interaction with the Russians, including their habits, language, business, and countless other questions, and through him learned that there are really many people in his subordinates who know a little Russian. As a result, Sun Chuanting made further improvements to this plan to seize the city.

On the mountain path leading from the Tuva tribe to the Kuznetsk fortress, a caravan of about fifty or sixty people, nearly one hundred and ten horses, pushed heavy goods towards the Kuznetsk fortress. In front of the leader ran several horses of divine horses, and on the first horse sat a person dressed as a dart master, who looked like a tiger's back and a bear's waist, showing a fierce temperament, but the wine jar in his hand revealed that this guy was also a drunkard. Riding on a horse and running quickly, and taking a sip from time to time, it is quite chic and free. In the middle of the horse there was a young man with a noble air in his fierceness, and at a glance he knew that this was the shopkeeper of the caravan, and seeing that they were walking in a hurry, as if they were in a hurry, it was indeed a little late now, and they had to enter this small fortress town before retreating.

The Russian soldiers guarding the gate of the fortress were about to close the gate, and they saw this small caravan from a distance, and they saw that the caravan was getting closer and closer, and they saw that it was closing the gate, but in fact, it was not really about closing the gate, this was just a way to blackmail the right one.

At this time, it was the caravan keeper who needed to come forward to speak, and I saw that the young man with some noble temperament quickened his horse, and when the city gate seemed to be closed but not closed, he dismounted and saluted the soldier, and took advantage of the situation to present a small baggage, and said these kind words in a somewhat stiff Russian language.

"Thank you sir, this little meaning is that everyone will take it to drink some wine in a while to relieve fatigue, they have been tired for a day, and I want the chief to make it easier for the villains. Ha, ha. Sir, let the small caravan in. The shopkeeper said to the Russian soldier with a polite smile.

"Let's go into the city tomorrow, the gate is closed, the door is closed, who has the strength to open and close for you, you can't go fast on the road, since you are not in a hurry, then let's talk about it tomorrow!" The Russian soldier didn't mean to let go at all, and he didn't take the small burden handed over by the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was not angry, smiled and took out a piece of silver from his arms and handed it over, and said in his mouth: "Labor, labor." You have to work hard, sir, the little ones may be in trouble if they stay outside for a night, for the sake of the small filial piety, the chief still works hard. ”

The soldier guarding the gate looked greedily at the small burden and the piece of silver, and considered whether he could extort more money. The drunken man jumped off his horse, laughed rudely and grabbed the Russian soldier's arm, and poured the jar of wine in his right hand into his mouth.

Just when everyone thought that the soldier would be furious, they didn't expect the soldier to snatch the wine jar, raise his neck for a burst of cow drink, and then hand over the wine, watching the rude man drink a breath, and want to come over to drink the cow, after a while, he actually drank a jar of wine, picked his thumb, and was dizzy and knew to take the small burden and silver, pointed to close the door and waved his hand, which means that you just open the door and go in, and forget that you are the gatekeeper.

The rude man returned to the horse, reached out and untied another jar of wine from the saddle, walked up to the soldier and handed it over, and introduced himself: "Zhang Bingzhong, bodyguard, drinking, fighting, woman." Sochi hotels. ”

The Russian soldier said: "Andrey, officer, drinking, fighting women. ”

In fact, neither of them really understood each other's words, but they understood each other's meaning from gestures and movements, so that the two became friends, and the reason was a jar of soju.

This group of businessmen was dressed as a soldier of the Ming army, the shopkeeper who spoke blunt Russian was Shuo Lei, and this rude bodyguard was Zhang Bingzhong, he reported his real name, anyway, the Russians didn't know who he was, so they entered the Kuznetsk fortress.

After entering the fortress, the group stayed in the Sochi Hotel, which was still a medium-sized hotel, neither too luxurious nor shabby, more in line with their status, and more importantly, it was close to the city gate, which was convenient for seizing the city gate. He Renlong, who was in charge of receiving them, had led more than 10,000 troops to follow quietly, the difference was that they were very stealthy on the march, and countless spies were sent along the way.

The next day, quite a few Tuvan merchants entered the fortress, but they were not staying in the Sochi hotel, but not far from here. Zhang Bingzhong sent some soldiers who could speak simple Russian to reconnoiter in the city disguised as hawkers, so as to draw a more detailed map of the military arrangement, which would be convenient for combat use at that time.

When it was time to have lunch, there was a sudden noise outside the hotel, Shuo Lei and Zhang Bingzhong hurriedly came out to check, and found that it was Andre who was shouting loudly with the hotel guys, asking them to call Zhang Bingzhong out quickly. Zhang Bingzhong didn't understand anything else, only understood the three words "Zhang Bingzhong", and he could see that Andre was very emotional, and even looked like he was about to get angry, so he hurriedly walked over and grabbed Andrei's arm tightly.

It turned out that Andre remembered the hotel where Zhang Bingzhong told him yesterday, and after this guy went back, he entertained a jar of soju to his little brothers, and the little brothers liked each other, so he asked him to go to Zhang Bingzhong again to ask for wine. Andre likes to drink, and his little brothers naturally like to drink, and Zhang Bingzhong sent him for a long time after drinking hard yesterday, and he naturally wants to ask Zhang Bingzhong for wine today. I remembered the Sochi Hotel, so I went to the Sochi Hotel to find it, but the hotel didn't know who Zhang Bingzhong was, so something noisy happened. This problem is very easy to solve, Zhang Bingzhong and Shuo Lei are thinking about contacting them, without saying a word, they slipped out two jars of soju and put them directly in Andre's hands, and then punched him twice in the chest, pointing to the underground wine jar, and then pointing to the city gate, don't say anything, who understands in his heart, Andre laughed and walked away with two jars of soju, it is estimated that he can drink it at noon.

After returning to the house, Zhang Bingzhong brought Shuo Lei and discussed that he would start tonight, and when he had lunch, he sent the secret agent out, agreed on the code of action, and when they controlled the city gate, they would immediately let the Ming army enter the city.

During the meal, the reconnaissance soldiers released by Zhang Bingzhong all returned, and according to the results of their reconnaissance, they drew up an approximate map and military arrangement. There are not too many soldiers in the city, about 10,000 people, who usually live in the barracks, there are about 1,000 people guarding the headquarters, and there are more than 100 soldiers at each city gate. The layout of the barracks is very rigorous, there is only one gate out of the camp, which is simply a small fortress, but Zhang Bingzhong sees that this is also a fatal flaw, although it is convenient for soldiers to manage, but if the gate is blocked, it will become a scene of catching turtles in the urn. Zhang Bingzhong's words, these Russians are really looking for death, in fact, what he doesn't know is that these Russian soldiers are almost bandits, if they were allowed to roam the city wantonly, the 20,000 residents in this fortress would have run out long ago.

Before dinner, Zhang Bingzhong took more than 20 soldiers dressed up as caravan men, carried 20 jars of soju to the direction of the city gate, and when he arrived at the gatekeepers, he asked the soldiers who knew a little Russian to talk and ask if Andrei was at home.

The eyes of the soldiers who saw the soju were red, and they soon led them to Andrei. Andre, who was very happy, immediately asked the soldiers in charge of cooking to prepare dinner, in fact, he was about to enjoy the mellow soju, Zhang Bingzhong and they were also left behind, and they wanted to drink with them, it seems that wine is a stepping stone for friends, and it is also the biggest murder weapon, Zhang Bingzhong secretly warned himself in his heart.

Now that it was dark, the soldiers guarding the gate had long since closed the gates, and it was time for the meal, and the large table of one hundred and ten people was full of soldiers waiting to drink. Andre, as the commander here, sat in the best position, Zhang Bingzhong sat next to him, five or six jars of soju had been opened, the mellow smell came to the nose, and even a few soldiers saliva flowed out, and then Andre started eating, but they all stretched out their hands to the wine glass, and as soon as they raised their necks, a full glass of wine entered their stomachs.

If you want to say that people who drink well have many friends, Andre is such a person, this wine is strong enough, good things have to be shared with friends, these four city gate governors are their own brothers, they have their own mouths, and the brothers should also enjoy them together.

Andre's face turned red when he drank, and he pulled Zhang Bingzhong and said, "Brother." Do you have a lot of wine? Don't make money this time, I'll give you the capital according to the capital, and you can let the guys send these wines to our other brothers, okay? ”