Outside the city of Zhengzhou, more than a dozen Tartars rode on horses, driving a group of ragged people, escorting several carts loaded with grain, and slowly headed towards the city gate.

Zhao Maosheng and Zhou Xiaohuan were also in the team, and because they did not resist, the Tartars did not kill him, but let him push a wheelbarrow back to the city.

At this time, Zhou Xiaohuan's clothes were in tatters, and he followed him with a sluggish expression. After the little girl was insulted by the Tartars, she became a little insane, sometimes quiet, sometimes crazy.

Zhao Maosheng looked heartbroken, and couldn't bear to see her abandoned on the side of the road, so he found a rope, tied one end to her waist, and the other end tied to his waist, and pulled her forward.

The Tartars are brutal and ruthless, if anyone doesn't leave, if anyone wants to escape, the Tartars won't talk nonsense at all, they will be killed directly.

Fortunately, as long as you don't resist and listen to the words of the Tartars, you won't have to worry about your life.

The tartar who had betrayed Xiaohuan said that they were all his slaves now, and they were to be taken to Beizhi to farm for him.

This made Zhao Maosheng see a little hope, as long as he can survive, who will he plant or not?

"Xiaohuan, you follow me, just go to Beizhi!" Zhao Maosheng turned his head, looked at the little girl who was being pulled by the rope behind him, walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and said a word, but Xiaohuan still looked sluggish.

Zhao Maosheng turned his head and couldn't help sighing, and at this moment, a Tartar next to him suddenly whipped him with a whip, making a long shocking whip mark.

Zhao Maosheng jumped up in pain, but he didn't dare to howl, but nodded hurriedly, pushed the car with both hands, and accelerated his pace forward, causing a burst of ridicule from the Tartars.

At this time, in the woods outside the city, two figures hid in the grass and branches, looking at the Tartars who entered the city, and a fierce black man said: "Boss, Zhengzhou was really taken by the Tartars." ”

The leader continued to observe for a while, and found that it was not long before another group of Tartars entered the city with the people and goods that had been taken captive.

At that moment, his eyes narrowed, "The grain and grass looted by the Tartars should be placed in Zhengzhou." ”

As soon as he made a judgment, the man next to him pointed to the west of the city, "Look, boss." ”

The head of the scout post hurriedly raised his eyes, but saw a large number of vehicles, escorted by the Tartar cavalry, out of Zhengzhou and headed west.

Mr. Whistle was slightly stunned, "It turned out to be in Xingyang." ”

Southwest of Zhengzhou, a hilly area near Meishan.

At this time, the autumn wind blows, the leaves are rustled by the wind, the sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, shining into the dense forest, and the pillars of sunlight illuminate the shady ground, not the fallen leaves all over the ground, but the figures who are sleeping one by one.

Fighting on the plains, without the superiority of cavalry, is a very painful thing.

Not only is he worried about being raided by the cavalry, but once he is defeated, the cavalry will often end up in annihilation.

Gao Yihuan learned that the Tartar cavalry was collecting grain in the south of Zhengzhou, and was worried that the army would be discovered by the Tartars, so he went out day and night and hid in a small hill southwest of Zhengzhou.

The scouts have explored many places, and there is a flat river within a radius of hundreds of miles nearby, just such a small place is suitable for hiding soldiers, Gao Yihuan has been there for three days.

The soldier took off the blanket that rolled into a column behind his back, and then spread it on the ground to rest, but Gao Yihuan beckoned several subordinates over to discuss the matter of containing the tartars.

At this time, Gao Yihuan picked up the branch, drew a picture on the ground, and pointed to a dot: "This is our location, this is the location of the Tiger Pass, and Zhengzhou and Mi County are between us and the Tiger Pass!" ”

"According to the news of the scouts, most of Zhengzhou and Mi County have fallen into the hands of the Tartars." Gao Yihuan said and looked up at a few people, "The problem we are facing now is that we can't defeat the Tartars head-to-head, so we can only find other ways to contain the Tartars so that they can't continue to attack the Tiger Pass." What can you do to contain the enemy? ”

Several generals groaned for a while, Wang Deren looked at the map drawn by Gao Yihuan, and scolded: "Zhengzhou is not lost, we can still enter Zhengzhou, and then directly send cavalry to attack and harass." Now there is no city to rely on, if you want to contain the Tartars, you can't get around the enemy in Zhengzhou, and once we are discovered by the Tartars, tens of thousands of Tartars will come to fight us, and we can't run away. ”

Now Duoduo's strength has been proven, with a total of more than 40,000 people, and most of them are fierce Eight Banners, while Gao Yihuan only has 15,000 elite soldiers, and the rest are three new attached battalions.

In terms of combat power, Gao Yihuan is definitely not a Tartar opponent, otherwise he would have killed directly to Zhengzhou and flanked the Duoduo army.

Nowadays, Gao Yihuan's men and horses have no city to rely on, once they are discovered by Duoduo, tens of thousands of cavalry are rolling in, and Gao Yihuan is really not ready to fight with the Tartars in the wild.

The stakes are too big, and there is no suitable terrain, the odds of winning are not great, once defeated, it will be difficult for him to return to Runing, and he may lose most of his family.

Jin Shenghuan frowned and said: "If Zhengzhou is not lost, we will enter Zhengzhou, and then send cavalry to attack, which can play a role in harassment and containment." Now if he wants to contain the Tartars, the last general thinks that there is only one way, that is, to rob the Tartars of their grain and grass, and then quickly retreat south. ”

Gao Yihuan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "Robbery of grain? ”

Jin Shenghuan nodded, "Since the Tartars are collecting grain everywhere, it means that they are short of grain and grass, if we can find a place for them to store grain and burn them with a fire, the Tartars will definitely retreat." ”

Gao Yihuan bowed slightly, "If it's just a robbery of grain, just send cavalry over, and slip away after the robbery, and you won't be afraid of the Tartars chasing you." ”

Everyone agreed with this plan, but Wang Deren asked, "It's just the grain and grass of the Tartars, where is it?" ”

Gao Yihuan drew a picture on the ground with a tree branch, but there was no information, and it was difficult to judge the location of this grain store.

Just when everyone had no choice, a scout was suddenly brought over by Hu Dawei.

"Dashuai, the scout has a report!" As soon as he spoke, he stood aside and did not speak.

Gao Yihuan persuaded Wang Shicong to help him be a lobbyist, and after going to Nanjing to lobby, he asked Hu Dawei if he would like to continue to stay in the house or do something with him.

Hu Dawei saw that there were originally more than ten people in the house, and slowly left him and Wang Shicong, and when Wang Shicong left, he was the only one left, and finally blushed, put down his face and softened, expressing his willingness to contribute to the anti-Qing.

However, when he took refuge late, Gao Yihuan did not give him soldiers and horses, but just asked him to be the head of the scout bureau, which made him feel very shameless.

At this time, a scout behind him knelt on one knee, "Marshal Qiyu, I found that the Tartars had occupied Zhengzhou, and their cavalry was collecting grain everywhere, and the grain and grass they looted were all sent to Xingyang. In addition, the humble post also found that the Tartars had a batch of artillery, and they had just arrived in Xingyang. ”

When Gao Yihuan heard this, his face showed joy, "How many tartars are there in Xingyang?" ”

The scout hugged his fists and said: "The Tartars are in the city, and the lowly position cannot be determined, but looking at the frequency of the Tartars going out of the city, as well as the number of people and horses, the Tartars in Xingyang are estimated to be only one or two thousand." There are many Tartars in Zhengzhou, and it is estimated that there are nearly six or seven thousand people. ”

"Dashuai, Xingyang is between Tiger Prison and Zhengzhou. Zhengzhou has a heavy Tartar army, let's attack Rongyang, not to mention whether we can attack it, even if the attack is successful, the Tartars in Zhengzhou will inevitably cut us off. Jin Shenghuan immediately analyzed after hearing this.

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