In this battle, Mao Jue became a maggot on the tarsal bone.

It was only dawn on the third day after the battle of Qingyang Pass ended, and the creaking of wheels was already ringing outside Kaiyuan City.

It's just that this is not the kind of dilapidated gate of Qingyang Pass, although it is also lacking in repair, as if the Jurchens don't care much about the city defense, but it is still a Xiongcheng. The city defense level of the Ming Dynasty is divided into five levels: town, road, guard, institute and fort, Kaifeng Shenyang belongs to the town, and this Kaiyuan belongs to only one level of the road city.

In particular, it also belongs to the frontier military base of the year to deter Mongolia, Yehe, and Jianzhou, and the Tieling City behind it together form the north gate of the Liaodong defense chain, with three-dimensional defense and a forest of buildings, Kaiyuan is not only a city, but also has a fortress satellite city group.

When Nurhachi fought the battle of Kaitie, it was not a desperate attack, during the battle of Kaiyuan, the general soldier Ma Lin refused to give up the base outside the city, and led the defeated army of Salhu to meet the enemy in the trench outside the city, Nurhachi took turns to attack with heavy troops with a shield and shield, the Ming army was unbearable to fight, defeated and retreated, and took the opportunity to make a disturbance among the Jurchens in the city, opened the city gate, and the Jianzhou army swarmed in, and almost completely took Kaiyuan City.

At the first glance of the binoculars, Mao Jue's face couldn't help twitching.

He himself is a maniac who repairs the city, in the Dongjiang River, in Heilongjiang, the reinforced concrete is also rising from the ground, in the battle of the Dongjiang River, these stone guys have given Huang Taiji a headache. Now it is feng shui in turn, and this time it is his turn to eat this bitter fruit! Even if it is not reinforced concrete, the Wei Fort built by the Ming Dynasty inherited the experience of thousands of years of urban defense warfare of the farming people, and it should not be underestimated.

The lead-gray wall tiles are full of knives and axes left over from the war, the vicissitudes of time, like the city wall of Xi'an Ming in later generations, in the hands of the Ming Dynasty, it has resisted several wars outside the gates. Behind the neat battlements, the gray-blue soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty were still carrying defensive materials back and forth to the city, what arrows and wood, fire oil and gold juice, and they were all ready to be greeted to the Dongjiang army.

According to the telescope, the city wall is almost more than eight meters high, and according to the inner line, the width is at least more than five meters thick. After all, Mao Jue is not a chemist, so he can't study high explosives. There is already a precedent for black gunpowder to blow up the city of Li Zicheng, tens of thousands of catties of gunpowder exploded to seal the city, but the city wall did not blow up, but the fragments of broken stones that jumped up injured many peasant soldiers, resulting in the defeat of the second Kaifeng battle.

And the city wall here is still a typical rammed earth brick city wall of the Ming Dynasty, don't look down on the rammed earth city wall, if you don't use it, the ancestors will not pay huge manpower and material resources to build it from generation to generation, this thing is amazing in defending against various catapult weapon strikes, the earth wall can be deformed by external forces to unload the force, some of the rammed earth walls of the Great Wall of the Han Dynasty even thousands of years later, Mao Jue's era are standing in the wind and sand.

On the contrary, like Mao Jue's concrete city wall with wood as the core at the beginning, the ability to resist blows is far less than that of rammed earth, and the hard wall is easy to collapse under the action of stress, losing to the foreign candle with the head of the golden gun. This was later strengthened by the steam engine, a substantial increase in the production of steel bars, and a new reinforced concrete city wall.

And not only the city wall, next to the Kaiyuan City one or two kilometers, there are Acropolis forts in all directions, when Ma Lin guarded the Kaiyuan, the troops and horses were only one or two thousand, and they could not play all the city defense, but at this time, the Qing army was not less than 50,000, it was the time when the defense of Kaiyuan City was exerted to the extreme, Mao Jue had no internal response, and before attacking the city wall, he had to take down these border forts first, and the peripheral war had to spend a lot of time and pay a lot of blood.

"Tsk......"

Putting down the binoculars, Mao Jue shook his head helplessly.

"Lord, how's it going?"

I never thought that this good thing that would take the lead would actually fall on me, Dang Hai couldn't help but come up and ask eagerly, but Mao Jue, who could hear it, couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"What to do? Chilled salad! ”

"Cold salad?"

"What are you still doing, digging trenches, besieging the city, shelling and advancing! Do you still use Lao Tzu to teach you? ”

Inexplicably, he was beaten for a while, full of sorrow, and Pang Fatzi was still muttering in his mouth while going down to do errands.

"Did you lose your temper for some reason? Could it be that the general didn't do a good job last night, so he kicked off Lord Hong? Yes, it's possible!"

Unaware that his black-bellied subordinate was arranging himself in his heart, Mao Jue raised the telescope again.

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Mao Jue was so anxious, as the invaded party, the Qing Emperor Huang Taiji was even more on fire, after the attack formation of the Dongjiang Army gradually unfolded, he was holding a golden bowl in one hand, and looking at the front line with a telescope in one hand, the ticking nosebleeds continued to flow into the bowl, and the water in the bowl was dyed red.

At this time, Huang Taiji looked more haggard than during the Songjin War, and his fat body seemed to shrink a lot, and the clothes that originally fit were loosely drooped down.

The situation did make him angry, and the whole battle situation was like a replica of the Songjin War more than a year ago, but this time the aggressive side changed from his Qing Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty, and it was Mao Jue's turn to besiege the city to help.

It is estimated that even if Nurhachi was alive, he would never have imagined that the Great Qing Kingdom would still be invaded from the north. If Kaiyuan is lost, a Tieling will not be able to support much time, then the Qing Kingdom will face the same problem that the Ming Dynasty faced, on the empty Liaohe Plain, Shengjing and Liaoyang have no danger to defend, and they are directly exposed to the front of the soldiers.

What's more, Da Ming just lost a piece of him, but the Qing Dynasty really had no way to retreat, retreat to the grassland? Follow those Mongolian Taiji to herd sheep? I don't dare to think about it.

But after all, it is a hero, and he will never give up until now, watching the Dongjiang army digging trenches like the Qing army besieging Jinzhou, first isolating Kaiyuan City, and at the same time the artillery fire in the north of the Kaishi Fort ping-pong, you can vaguely hear the desperate roar of the soldiers fighting at the head of the city, put down the binoculars, Huang Taiji turned his head impatiently and asked the past.

"Isn't there any movement from the other side of Zilharang and Huerhan?"

The sorrow on Fan Wencheng's face is almost like an old farmer who has suffered for hundreds of years on the Loess Plateau in the northwest, and he also bent over with difficulty on his back like a few years old.

"Back to the emperor, the big Belle side is coordinating the various ministries!"

In the pupils, the rich murderous intent was disproportionately revealed with the weak body, full of gloom, and Huang Taiji roared in a hideous low voice.

"Write to Zilharan again, and I will grant him full power, if necessary, at any cost!"

"Slaves obey!"

Kowtowing heavily, Fan Wencheng turned around and came out, looking at Huang Taiji's emaciated body, but the other person also followed the rapid flickering of his eyes a few times.

Feeling something, Huang Taiji suddenly turned around, but Hong Chengchou had already lowered his head earlier.

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The wars of this era seem to be so boring, digging ditches, sending reinforcements, the battle of Kaiyuan is exactly the same as the battle of Jinzhou, the only thing that Huang Taiji is different from Hong Chengchou is that he also has a back hand that is swaying outside.

In the upper reaches of the Liao River, the Mongolian coalition army camp, the yurt once again quarreled.

"Grazing until May, as soon as the cattle and sheep are fat, they will immediately send troops to the east!"

"No, send troops immediately! There is food supply in Jilin Ula City, which is enough for you to eat for three or four years!"

"What if you can't beat it?"

"You dare to doubt the emperor!"

Here Wen Bu Chuhuer finally lowered his head slightly, and waved his hand to veto: "The minister doesn't dare!"

However, in terms of position, the descendants of the king of Tumut Shunyi still did not waver at all, and still shook their heads without giving an inch.

"But if we can't fight it, our department will have another famine this year! Now that they are forcibly going to fight, the soldiers are also worried that their families will not be able to fight! You can't win a battle like this! Please also ask Lord Belle for grace until May!"

"It's really not good, Lord Belle will bring some food first! Anyway, the Qing Dynasty is strong, and the emperor is rich all over the world, so let the soldiers fill their stomachs first, and then beat down Jilin Ula, and then return the grain! ”

It was Zai Sang who pretended to be a good old man on the side and mediated, of course, it was not easy for the two of them alone, even if many Mongolian nobles Taiji nodded straight under the control of Ezhe, including the central ten thousand households of Nachahar, and said yes at the bottom, I don't know how many times this scene has happened in the past half a month, even if Jierharang is angry.

But at this time, all the troops were dragged into the border wall of Liaodong, and all Zilharang could do to this group of steppe wolves was a verbal threat, full of anger, and he flicked his sleeves fiercely.

"You wait, the emperor will definitely ask for guilt on this matter!"

"Please bear with Baylor too!"

He came out of the tent with the mud bodhisattva Ezhe and Huerhan, who had also become an ornament, and then raised his head, the sneer on the faces of Zaisang and Wenbu Chuhuer became more and more intense, and the weakness of the Great Qing Kingdom gradually revealed in the eyes of the steppe wolf.

When he returned to his camp, Wenbu Chuhuer's footsteps were a little floating, this one shouted that the food was short, and the other just entered the house, but he directly ordered another whole sheep to be roasted, and the wine was served in broad daylight, and a few beauties were recruited to drink and have fun.

The Qing Dynasty, the once high-ranking master, is now glorious and gone, and the dream of the Tumut Shunyi King, who once dominated Mongolia, has been rekindled, and even Wenbu Chuhuer doesn't want to sit on the mountain by the Liao River to watch the tiger fight, and under the expansion of ambition, he wants to rush back to Tumochuan immediately, and take the opportunity to leave Huang Taiji on the grassland Those nails are removed, and when the rest of the Mongolian Taiji return, he Tumut will be able to take the lead in preparing for war.

Now that the Chahar Ministry has fallen, maybe the next Mongol Great Khan will be him Wenbu Chuhuer!

"Father!"

The more he thought about it, the more beautiful he became, and when he was happy, a light voice came from outside, and with the voice, a young Mongolian man with a yin and yang head and a rat tail like a Jurchen style, but wearing a Mongolian robe that looked like no matter what, hurriedly walked in.

The good mood was slightly broken because of the arrival of this young man, among the dozen or so sons of Wenbu Chuhuer, the one in front of him was his least favorite, and he was born with a female slave on a whim, seeing that his face was in a hurry, Tumut Taiji frowned and scolded.

"What are you doing here?"

"Father, just now the child was drinking with Zahaleng at the other end of Suniha, and I happened to see the Han man under Huerhan enter Zaisang's tent!"

"Is there such a thing?"

Seeing that Song Xiance went together, when resisting the Qing Kingdom, Sunit and Tumut were allies, and the attitude of the old fox Zaisang was also very important, if he secretly reached an agreement with Shengjing, he didn't know yet, it was likely that people would be used as knives, and in a hurry, the tall and strong Tumut Taiji simply pushed away the beauty around him, stood up suddenly, and scolded sharply.

"What have you heard, tell me one by one!"

Looking at Wen Bu Chu'er's legs and feet swaying slightly under the wine, a cruel look slowly emerged from the corners of Hatajin's eyes.

"Back to my father, I heard that ......, Lord Belle wants you to go to hell!!"

Puff......

(End of chapter)