At the end of November, after the Dongjiang Army "centrifuged and left Germany" and the Qing Army "returned from Desheng", Huang Taiji began to shrink in the Great Wall of Liaodong and could not avoid the war.

Although this is not as terrifying as a fort in that village of Dongjiang, the artillery fire shown by Siping City has no desire to make Huang Taiji attack, at least he can't attack now, the ice and snow make the soil freeze, and there is no way to dig tunnels for civil engineering to approach the city, if it is like the ancient times when the ants are attached to the siege of the city, it is simply an act of looking for death, not to mention the more than 200,000 troops, and the two million troops have to be bombarded into slag under Mao Jue's artillery fire.

However, the Qing army is not without a chance of winning, after all, this war is on the territory of the Qing State, the land of Jilin invaded by Mao Jue is the birthplace of the Jurchens, even if the vast majority of the Jurchens have followed and relocated to the Liaoyang area of Shenyang in eastern Liaodong, there are still many old tribes who stay here, this thing is not not done, when the Ming army crusades, the Houjin army is facing the battle head-on, these tribes form a rear guerrilla force behind the attack on the grain road, and the Ming army is always bitter.

The strategy of the Qing army began to become obscene, and the army retreated in the Great Wall of Liaodong, and every day a large group of people wearing leather robes and covering their faces with thick gluten, who did not look like good people, secretly climbed through the Great Wall of Liaodong and infiltrated the back of the Dongjiang army.

This harassment has certainly played a role.

Mao Jue's 220,000 army is mainly divided into three parts, the left is stationed in Wula, Jilin, protecting the Songhua River, which is the material transfer station of the Dongjiang River, every day from Heilongjiang to transport the shells to feed the food bandages or something from here are transferred, learned the lessons of the battle of Songjin by Hong Chengchou, Mao Jue's defensive force left here is not light, Hegang with Yuan Shizhong as the main force of the half of the corps plus the Vladivostok Corps a total of 50,000 people to defend here.

Mao Jue's Chinese army is stationed on the first line of Hadaling in Jilin, backed by Hadaling, occupying a series of small fortresses such as Yongji, Kuanchengzi, Shuangyang, Yitong, etc., and the most sudden forward army is Kong Youde's 30,000 Acheng Corps, and the entire military town is like a sharp nail, which is fiercely pierced in the territory of the Qing State

Everyone is Northeast Silver, you will, I will naturally be, this cold winter wax moon, the sky is cold, the Ming Dynasty has no strength to maintain the official road, let alone these Qing people, but here Mao Jue's other preparation came in handy, the dog pulled the plow!

Along the compacted snow track, a large string of dog-pulled plows galloped quickly, each plow was piled with high supplies, and in front of them sat two Dongjiang guards, one holding a double-barreled flintlock pistol on guard, and the other was concentrating on driving.

Between every three climbing plows, there is also a special sitting plough, the climbing plough is made like a chariot, and the two sides are added with a guard plate like a side van, inside is a seat, and it is also responsible for driving, the front and the back two hold Dongjiang special double-barreled flintlock pistols to defend the left and right.

Every four climbing plows is exactly one squad.

In this era, there is no two Hasatsuma Alaska sleds three stupid, but the pastoral dog big yellow dog is not much worse, occupying the vast Heilongjiang, there are a lot of beasts, guarding the manor ranch, the demand for dogs is also rising, indirectly promoting the Dongjiang dog industry, the formation of a dog plow transportation brigade is not short of dog sources, a climbing plow twelve big yellow dogs, running on the snow is also sprinkled with joy.

However, the transportation was still sharply dangerous, and just as the long plough team was running, a rumbling noise rang out violently, and the Dongjiang troops defending the plough immediately looked over vigilantly, and the muzzle of the gun was cautiously pointed in that direction.

But in the next second, even the Dongjiang army couldn't help but let out a cry of fear, even if they had encountered a fierce enemy, but this was really not something that manpower could resist, from the side of the hill, three huge snowballs rushed down with a force of ten thousand catties under the rumbling sound.

The Dongjiang Baihu who led the team was a veteran who had retreated from the battlefield, obviously experienced, and at such a critical moment, he did not hesitate to order loudly: "The front team continues, don't slow down!" The back, get ready to jump and climb the plow!"

In the shouting effort, the snowball had rushed to the front, and in the panicked scream, the Dongjiang army behind the plough jumped down from the seat and rolled into the snow, and the next second, there was a loud bang, and the sturdy snowball hit the plow hard, and pushed the plow into the bushes on the other side of the road in the scream of the big yellow dog.

Howling, the Jurchen with the bow was draped in a leather robe and a big jacket, and the beast rushed up from the top of the mountain, and the arrow whizzed in the direction of the plow, and a white-bearded old man ran behind, but his bow was held very steady, his left eye was raised, but his right eye was as round as a cat's eye, and he saw a Dongjiang army standing up from the snow, anxiously about to compare guns, and his hand was swooped and suddenly released.

Puff~

The long arrow was nailed directly to the young face under the fur hat, and without even snorting, the Dongjiang sergeant fell to the ground.

This old man is also a veteran, when he was young, he was born as a hunter, went up the mountain to fight roe deer and mink or something, in order to shoot a complete mink, he practiced a good archery, and then followed the old slave Nurhachi to raise troops, from Salhu to Quang Ninh, he has fought, and his subordinates do not know how many Ming people have been shot and killed, and how many villages have been burned.

"Hmph, these bright dogs have grown a lot of courage, and they didn't run away! Dare to fight back!"

Muttering in his mouth, he took the arrow again from the quiver behind his back, however, before he could take it out, the sense of crisis that had been cultivated almost instinctually from hunting all year round suddenly appeared in his heart, and he slid on the ground with his feet suddenly.

Puff~

The explosion of gunpowder rang out violently, and a bloody hole exploded directly in the chest of the old Fucha family behind him, and he fell to the snow in disbelief.

It was indeed an ambush, but the Dongjiang army was not easy to provoke, and the advantages of the double-barreled flintlock pistol were also revealed here, and two shots could be fired in a short and rapid manner, and the Jurchens who rushed down were overturned by this unexpected gunshot.

…………

After all, there were a lot of people, and it was premeditated, only the last plough climbing team was cut off, and after a fight, a team of Dongjiang was still bloodstained, lying quietly in the snow, and the old woman was also wheezing violently, looking at the Dongjiang hundred households sitting behind the overturned plow, dead and blind.

In the end, these hundred households still had a bad move, and died under his own flying knife, but he also paid enough price, and the flesh and blood of one shoulder was blurred by the loaded iron sand shotgun, and the right arm was estimated to be unable to pull the bow for a while.

Moreover, this took four climbing plows, and more than 20 people died on their side, and a third of the men in the tunpu were explained here, and they didn't seem to feel any joy, full of exhaustion, and the old woman also sat on the ground.

"Flip through, do you have any grain jackets or something?"

"This ......, what is this !!"

The heavy plough was turned over, but there were no supplies to want, but what caught my eye was a large pile of gray things, and at the bottom was two or three meters long steel bars, and a bag of heavy bags on top didn't know what to do.

"Ancestor, it's all soil!"

"What!"

More than 20 lives were exchanged for a few ploughs, and for a while, the old woman really didn't faint.

…………

The cement of the Dongjiang River was naturally thrown aside, but the steel bars were picked up unwillingly, and they walked back on their backs, after all, they were iron guys, and the sharpening section could also be used as a spear, as well as the muskets of the Dongjiang Army, but after a fierce battle, there was not much ammunition or gunpowder left, and it was better than nothing, and the biggest gain seemed to be only a few cotton armor on the Dongjiang Army and the remaining half a pack of cigarettes and a few bags of wine.

With these things, the group climbed towards the Hada Ridge in a trance, since the arrival of the Dongjiang Army, many of the Maiden True tribe fled to the East Hunting Camp on the mountain.

After all, it was ginger or the old spicy, walking and walking, and suddenly, the old girl raised her slap violently, stopped the team, and immediately snorted violently.

"There's fireworks, no!"

Dongjiang's revenge came so quickly and viciously! Full of horror, a group of people climbed the nearby cliff, looked down, their village was completely plunged into a sea of fire, the forest at the head of the village also became a place of execution, one by one the Jurchens arrested from the village were put on hanging ropes around their necks, and were directly hung on trees, men, women and children, without exception.

In this era, there is no such thing as the innocent civilians of war, and even if Mao Jue attacks, this war is provoked by the Jianzhou Jurchens in the final analysis, and their poison in the pass is even worse, Liaodong, Nurhachi killed the rich and killed the poor ghosts, slaughtered at least 1.5 million to 2 million Liao people, captured Jinan, 170,000 floating corpses in the city, stinking, several times into the customs, directly or indirectly died in their hands of tens of millions of people, murderers are always killed, to deal with them, Mao Jue also has no mercy.

This is a battle for survival between two regimes, and even between two civilizations, and whichever side does not do a good job of this awareness, it will inevitably fall on this side!

"Ah Ying!"

Looking at this scene in disbelief, he couldn't stand the blow, a Jurchen young man threw down his things out of control and turned around and ran down the mountain, shouting miserably while running, but before he could run down the mountainside, an arrow shot out as fiercely, the same middle door, the same turned over and fell to the ground, in the frightened eyes of the old woman, he saw something familiar.

Removing an arrow from his back again, Yeertai, the patriarch of the Sumu tribe who had already integrated into the Dongjiang River, tilted his head with murderous intent.

"This litter of foxes has finally returned to its nest! Skinned them!"

(End of chapter)