Houjin swept from the right line of Jin, and because the Ming army retreated in time, the Eight Banners did not catch many people at all.

The few people captured by the Eight Banners, in Nurhachi's eyes, are not enough to be used as cannon fodder for the siege.

Instead of wasting energy to control it, it is better to put it in Ningyuan and add some chaos to the city.

Seeing the sparse refugees entering the city, Yuan Chonghuan showed a long-lost smile on his face.

It seems that Jinyou's retreat is still very thorough. Houjin didn't get much benefit in Jinyou!

"Cheng Tongzhi, these refugees will be handed over to you. You must remember that the old slaves do not retire for a day, and these refugees are not allowed to move freely for a day. ”

"Subordinates obey."

Tongzhi Cheng Weiyu agreed loudly and quickly led people to take all the refugees away.

According to the pre-formulated plan, Yuan Chonghuan handed over all the refugees to the management of Tongzhi Cheng Weiwei.

Whereas, Nurhachi was good at attacking the city from the inside with spies.

For this reason, Yuan Chonghuan specially designated Cheng Weiwei to manage the people in the city.

All the people in Ningyuan City were registered. Persons without clear identity are to be detained. All young and strong people in the city are under unified management, and the whole city is subject to military law control.

During the war, all those suspected of being spies would be killed on the spot.

It was precisely because of such strict rules that Yuan Chonghuan dared to accept the refugees who Nurhachi deliberately put into the city.

As for the threat and temptation of Nurhachi brought by the refugees, Yuan Chonghuan smiled disdainfully.

The old slave is bluffing again.

200,000, the old slave even counts the miscellaneous soldiers and hard labor, and it is only more than 100,000.

When the right tun raised troops, the old slave claimed 130,000, and it became 200,000 after a few days on the road. It's going up so fast!

It's a pity that no matter how the number increases, the old slave is still the main force of the 6 or 70,000 Eight Banners.

Who to scare!

Yuan Chonghuan was even more disdainful of the temptation of the old slave.

There's no reason why he doesn't let the high-ranking officials of the Ming Dynasty do it, and the grass platform team in Houjin is not.

Hmph, tonight Bendao will give the old slave a clear answer, so that he is completely dead.

Thinking of the location where the old slave was camped, Yuan Chonghuan couldn't help but have a happy smile on his face.

Seeing the refugees easily enter Ningyuan through the city gate, Nurhachi couldn't help but show a look of disappointment on his face.

The gate of Ningyuan City was not blocked!

Nurhachi's other plan was once again shattered.

Nurhachi let the refugees into the city, mainly to see the attitude of the Ningyuan defenders.

Ning Yuan's city gate was not blocked, which was considered a weakness of the other party.

But this also shows that the defenders of Ningyuan may attack at any time.

This forced Nurhachi to not adopt the strategy of bypassing Ningyuan and attacking the rear of the Ming army.

Ning Yuan's position is too crucial.

If Houjin bypasses Ningyuan, once the battle does not go well, Ningyuan's Ming army will cut off Houjin's retreat, then the Houjin army will be in danger of being wiped out.

How could Nurhachi, who had been a horse all his life, take such a risk.

Ning Yuan, who didn't even block the city gate, and Ning Yuan, who still had the ability to attack, seemed to have to take it down.

Without capturing Ningyuan, Nurhachi would never dare to surround the city and attack the Ming Dynasty.

"Order, kill the sheep and sacrifice the army, and take Ningyuan in one fell swoop tomorrow." Nurhachi gave a loud order.

The night gradually deepened, and the sound of drums and shouts of killing came from the head of Ningyuan City as usual.

However, when the sound was transmitted to the Eight Banners Camp 3 miles away, the impact was already very weak. Only a slight commotion was caused in the stroke of the Eight Banners.

"What's going on?"

Nurhachi, who had just been lying down, heard a voice asking loudly.

"It's Ning Yuan's group of shrunken turtles again, disturbing people's dreams. These damn turtles will do this kind of indiscriminate means. ”

Amin, who rushed to hear the news, scolded hatefully.

Amin's explanation reached Nurhachi's ears, and Nurhachi, who had been in battle for a long time, immediately understood the mind of the Ming army.

Tired of tactics?

It's just a small trick that can't be put on the table.

Nurhachi smiled contemptuously.

"The order was issued to send three times more sentry posts around the camp to strictly prevent a sneak attack by the Ming army. As for the Ming army who likes to sing, then ask them to sing! ”

Nurhachi believed that his battle-hardened veterans would not be affected by the slightest disturbance.

Under Nurhachi's effective response, the Houjin battalion ignored the harassment of Ningyuan City, slowly calmed down, and regained strength for the upcoming siege.

At the head of Ningyuan City, the lords of Ningyuan will gather together again.

Under the cover of drums and shouts of killing, the officers looked at the group of gunners with excitement, nervously preparing for the shelling.

On the gun emplacement of the Chengjiao Fort, the gunners were adjusting the elevation angle of the red-coated cannon little by little under the command of a foreigner with red hair and blue eyes, but wearing an orthodox Ming military uniform.

"Alright, all eight cannons are adjusted. Yuan Daotai, do you want to open fire? The foreigner asked in a slightly strange Da Ming official dialect.

"No hurry, no hurry. Luo Li, we can wait for them to sleep a little more soundly, then it will definitely be better. Yuan Chonghuan looked confident, and his face did not show half excitement.

This is the answer that Yuan Chonghuan is ready to give to Nurhachi. He wanted to use the red-coated cannon to tell Nurhachi that Ning Yuan would resist to the end and would never surrender.

Man Gui and Zu Dashou and other generals looked at Yuan Chonghuan with admiration.

No wonder Yuan Chonghuan couldn't bear to use the red-coated cannon and only used rockets to harass the opponent with such an arrogant blue flag. It turned out that Yuan Daotai had planned for a long time to give the old slave a huge surprise.

Yuan Daotai is really scheming!

The night was getting darker and deeper, and most of the soldiers in the Houjin camp had fallen into a deep sleep.

At the head of the city, Yuan Chonghuan once again looked at the Houjin camp.

Looking at the quiet and vague Houjin camp in the sparks, Yuan Chonghuan waved his hand fiercely.

"Fire!"

"Fire!" The Portuguese Luo Li repeated loudly.

"Fire!" Ning Yuandu, Si Shu Peng Qigu, shouted excitedly.

"Fire!" The gunners of the Ningyuan artillery team selected from the Liao people shouted loudly with hatred.

Bang, bang, bang, with the huge sound of shelling, a total of 8 red-coated cannons opened fire one after another on the two batteries in the northeast and northwest of Ningyuan.

With a huge whistling sound, 8 16-pound solid shells, with a flash of fire, accurately fell into the Houjin camp.

The ultimate firing range of the red-coated cannon is 3 or 4 miles, which is enough to send the cannonball from the head of Ningyuan City into the Houjin camp.

With the bonus of Ningyuan City Height, the red-coated cannon can still maintain a very high lethality within 3 or 4 miles.

Houjin's camp was set up 3 miles from the city, within the killing range of the red-coated artillery.

In the darkness of the night, the firing accuracy of the redcoat cannon is not high.

However, the Ming army did not have to accurately hit one of Houjin's tents.

The goal of the Ming army was the entire Houjin battalion.

As the target of the Ming army, the Houjin camp was stationed with 100,000 people, and the radius was also 3 or 4 miles, a huge target.

Faced with such a target, the Ming gunners only had to calculate the range. As long as the range is sufficient and the general direction is good, it is difficult for the artillery shells of the Ming army to miss the target.

Do you hear our answer, old slave?

Ning Yuanming's military cannon roared out his answer.