Chapter 233: Ningyuan Prologue (Ask for subscriptions, recommendations, collections)

IV. Baylor House

Huang Taiji is very satisfied with his acting skills.

As for Youtun, Lao Khan didn't let him fight, that would be better.

After repeated calculations with Fan Wencheng, Huang Taiji believed that there was not much military capital in Youtun, at least there was no 300,000 stone grain at all.

The military capital of the Han people is not all food, and the clothing and ordnance are all military funds. In addition, the amount of military resources of the Han people is too large, and there are few real numbers.

And it is too abnormal that Youtun's military funds were on such a dangerous front line, and they were actually put from June to October.

For such a long time, there are too many places where the Ming army can do their hands and feet.

Now if you want to say that there is no slightest greasy in Youtun, he will not believe that he killed Huang Taiji.

It's just that Huang Taiji firmly believes in Fan Wencheng's judgment, and that's because Huang Taiji also thought of who would be among the businessmen that Fan Wencheng said. Those guys really looked like merchants.

Youtun certainly doesn't have that much military resources.

Whoever hits down Youtun, I'm afraid who can't say clearly.

If Lao Khan has to have that full amount of military funds, let alone a full amount, that is, Lao Khan only needs half of it, then who can get such a large amount of materials?

Youtun is a fire kang, and Huang Taiji can't wait to stay away.

However, acting still has to be a full set.

"Get out of here."

Huang Taiji kicked a clothed servant who didn't have time to dodge, and rushed into the room without looking back.

Immediately, the sound of various things breaking could be heard in the room.

Soon, all the banners of Houjin knew the news of Huang Taiji's setback, and the banner owners had different reactions. But the feeling of unity is a bit of schadenfreude.

If he Emperor Taiji didn't stay behind, then one of them, the banner lord Baylor, must stay behind.

It's easy to have a chance to expand your strength, and it's against the best Ming pig, and no one wants to give up. In contrast, it is best for Huang Taiji to stay behind.

The words of the Emperor Taiji's exhortation to the old khan still moved the banner lord Baylor.

In the eyes of the Houjin generals, the small Youtun, no matter who goes, can easily take it.

All of a sudden, Nurhachi's palace was full of people. The various banner lords Baylor rushed to ask for battle, and Nurhachi was not troubled.

Correspondingly, the soldiers who went into the mountains to hunt were also withdrawing to their stations as quickly as possible.

On the sixth day of the first month of October, when everyone did not expect it, Nurhachi personally led his pro-army and the soldiers of the two yellow flags, and suddenly appeared in Youtun.

In the first battle, Nurhachi lightly took the military resources of the Ming army.

The curtain of the Ningyuan War began to slowly open.

"Father Khan, Youtun has been captured by me." Ignoring the blood on his body, Azig screamed and rushed to Nurhachima.

Looking at Azig's youthful face, Nurhachi, who was slightly sleepy, was stunned.

It's good to be young!

When he was as old as him, he had just emerged in the mansion of King Liaodong (Li Chengliang).

At that time, the bitterness was a little bitter, but now that I think about it, it still makes Nurhachi miss it very much.

Reluctantly pulling his scattered thoughts back, Nurhachi forced himself to focus on what was in front of him.

The right tun can be knocked down, that's a matter of course.

The soldiers rushed upward, and with the sound of shouting and killing, Nurhachi knew that there was no problem in taking Youtun.

It's just that Youtun's resistance is a little too fragile.

Glancing at the blood stains on Azig's body, Nurhachi suddenly became interested.

"Old Twelve, how many did you kill?" Nurhachi asked with interest.

Hearing Nurhachi ask how many he had killed, Azig raised his head and replied loudly: "I killed three." These pigs are so boring that they can't even hold a knife. ”

"What?" Nurhachi felt that something was wrong.

"Old Twelve, did you kill it during the siege of the city, or did you kill it after entering the city?" Nurhachi asked carefully.

"Killed during the siege! Ming Pig didn't resist at all in the city, so I rushed up at once. One was stabbed, two were killed, and they all ran away. The third one I chased after and slashed from behind. ”

Seeing that Nurhachi was interested, Azig danced and described the siege process in detail.

"So easy?" Nurhachi's face slowly darkened.

Youtun is the baggage warehouse of the Ming army, and the defenders should not be so fragile no matter what!

"The warehouses have been snatched down? It wasn't burned, was it? Nurhachi asked quickly.

"All of them were snatched up, and none of them were burned." Azig replied triumphantly.

"Let's go, let's see." Nurhachi urged his horse and walked towards the small city of Youtun.

Syllable!

Looking at the pile of rubbs in the warehouse, Nurhachi lashed at the table next to him. The decayed table could not withstand the vigorous whipping, and shattered to the ground with a thud.

Is even the table laughing at me?

Nurhachi's heart burned with rage.

"Azig, go see what's going on with the other warehouses." Nurhachi forcibly suppressed the fire in his heart and said coldly.

"Wow." Azig didn't dare to say anything more and turned to leave.

What a trick to hide from the world!

Nurhachi praised coldly in his heart.

No wonder Youtun was captured so easily.

After making trouble for a long time, Youtun didn't have any military resources at all. Even Zhou Shoulian, the general of the Ming army who defended Youtun, led his team to evacuate Youtun yesterday.

"Come on, kill all the Ming pigs in Youtun for me, and leave no one behind." Nurhachi squeezed a bloody command from between his teeth.

"Father Khan,"

Accompanied by the screams that sounded everywhere in Youtun, Azig's voice came from afar.

"The warehouses are empty."

Hearing Azig's voice, Nurha's red eyes slowly covered with a layer of blood.

Immediately, the color of blood completely enveloped the entire Youtun.

On the fifth day of October in the 5th year of the Apocalypse, Nurhachi captured Youtun, burned the Ming military warehouse, and slaughtered the city.

Thousands of Ming soldiers and soldiers accompanied by 300,000 stone of military capital were reduced to ashes.

Ning Yuan

"General Zu, Youtun's military funds were lost so easily?" Yuan Chonghuan asked with a gloomy face: "Aren't you afraid of aiding and abusive?" ”

"Yuan Daotai, the 15,000 stone military materials that were rushed back from Youtun have been transported into Ningyuan City. Everything else has been reduced to ashes. Zu Dashou replied to Yuan Chonghuan seriously.

"Alas," Yuan Chonghuan sighed heavily, but he felt a little lighter in his heart.

"General Zu, Houjin has already sent troops, how many Zhuangzi have not been withdrawn from the line from Jinyou to Ningyuan?" Yuan Chonghuan changed the topic and asked.

"This, this, I don't know too much about this. Anyway, our ancestors' Zhuangzi have all been withdrawn. Zu Dashou was also confused.

The Zhuangzi along the way belonged to other people's families, and Zu Dashou was not good at forcing others to retreat. He only knew that his in-laws, the Wu family, had withdrawn. As for other people, he really doesn't know.

"General Nazu, how much time do you think the Jinyou front line can buy us?" Yuan Chonghuan's face was straight, and he asked with unusual solemnity.