Chapter 749: You Must Listen to My Mother! (Page 1/1)

Not long after the arrow was fired, a group of civil and military generals appeared at the head of Ningyuan City. In the middle, a black, thin and short middle-aged man stood at the head of the city and shouted to the city: "Jiannu! This official Ning Yuan Dao Yuan Chonghuan, what do you want to do when you come to Ning Yuan? His voice was repeated by more than a dozen loud-voiced men together, and it was transmitted to the Jurchen army array under the city.

Nurhachi heard this, and a smile appeared on his face, and he also came to the city with his generals and shouted: "You are Yuan Chonghuan? Ben Khan has a heart for talent, as long as you open the city and surrender, you will definitely protect the glory and wealth of your life! ”

"The Great Khan is gracious! If a loyal minister does not serve the two masters, I will never surrender as a courtier of the Ming Dynasty. By the time of the Great Khan, you have already abandoned the second city of Ningjin, why do you still bring troops here? Yuan Chonghuan arched his hand in the direction of Jingshi and said.

Nurhachi was speechless for a while, you have repaired all the tunbao across the Great and Small Ling River. If you continue to repair it, you can repair it to Shengjing City, and if you don't pull out these nails, will there still be a way for the Jurchens to live?

At the beginning, Guangning had already gained enough benefits in the First World War, what else did these dilapidated cities do? This is a military buffer zone for both sides, and this is not a place for you to build a city casually.

Thinking of this, Nurhachi said, "The tiger needs to eat when it is hungry, and the wild wolf needs prey when it is hungry. The Jurchens naturally had to ask the Han people for money and food, and did Ben Khan still need to make sense to lead an army of 130,000 troops from the Eight Banners to attack Ningyuan? Ha ha!! ”

Nurhachi laughed loudly, causing the entire Eight Banners armor soldiers behind him to laugh wildly, and they fought against the defenders in the city with all kinds of provocative actions, so angry that the faces of the defenders of Ningyuan turned red one by one.

"Lord Yuan! The last general is willing to lead his troops out of the city to kill the sharp spirit of Jiannu, and please ask for your permission! Man Gui was the first to listen to it.

He first fought against the Mongols outside the Guan, and later fought with Jiannu several times in Liaoxi, and finally learned a lot of training methods from the Changxing army in Fuzhou.

He was the only one in Ningyuan City who was not afraid of a field battle with the Jurchens, so when he heard Nurhachi's arrogant words, he immediately asked for battle.

Everyone else looked at Man Gui with idiot eyes, and they all thought that Man Gui was crazy. The legend of the Jurchen's invincibility was fought in one battle after another, and none of the generals present had suffered the loss of the Jurchens. That is, the stunned Man Gui dared to go out of the city to fight, and everyone looked at Man Gui with good eyes.

Yuan Chonghuan saw the man who spoke, and the unswerving color on his face flashed. He smiled and said: "General Man doesn't have to be angry, this is the old slave's trick to lure the enemy, don't pay attention to it!" ”

Man Gui's confident request was rejected, and he was unconvinced. Looking at the arrogant Nurhachi under the city, he was even more angry, he reached out and took his hard bow, opened it like a full moon and aimed it at Nurhachi is an arrow.

Nurhachi was laughing loudly, and when he suddenly saw someone in the city preparing to shoot arrows, he was immediately startled. He was two hundred paces away from the city wall, and it was definitely a hard bow of more than two stones to shoot this far.

The speed of this arrow is very fast, and even after flying so far, it still has an accurate head. There was no need for Nurhachi to dodge, and one of the guards beside him drew his waist knife and slashed the arrow away.

Nurhachi glanced at the city, turned away with a gloomy face. The ranks of the Jurchens immediately began to move, and many people began to prepare equipment to attack the city.

Yuan Chonghuan saw Man Gui shoot a bow and arrow, and immediately turned his head and glared angrily. He reprimanded loudly: "Man Gui! Who made you shoot arrows? What should you be guilty of disrupting the conversation between the official and the slave chief? ”

Man Gui didn't care about it, just choked Yuan Chonghuan with one sentence: "What is there to talk about with Jiannu?" Kill it! ”

Yuan Chonghuan's eyes stared at Man Gui for a long time before he withdrew his gaze, and when he turned to leave, he still said heavily, "Hmph!" "Yes. The eyes of the others who looked at Man Gui were not right, and they all hid away from Man Gui as a plague god.

Nurhachi was shot by Ningyuan City, which made the Jurchens angry, and one by one vowed to capture Ningyuan City to avenge this arrow.

The battle soon began, and amid the sound of war drums and horns, the ragged Han people were driven by the Jurchens and rushed towards Ningyuan City. It was common for the Jurchens to use their worthless lives to consume the city's defense equipment, but not many Han Chinese were captured along the way, and less than a thousand were driven to the city.

The city wall defended by Man Gui was the main direction of attack of the Jurchens, and Man Gui, dressed in iron armor, walked back and forth on the city wall. His loud voice spread throughout the city: "Cheer up Lao Tzu, aim at the Jurchens and shoot, and Lao Tzu who shoots will be reward......ed."

The ragged Han people were driven by the Jurchens in the cold wind to approach Ningyuan City, and they raised their hands and cried loudly: "Master Jun! Save the little ones! The small home is near Jinzhou, and we are all fellow villagers! ”

A seven or eight-year-old child followed his mother, and the woman walked forward and instructed her son, "Strong! Wait for you to follow your mother, you must not run around, you must follow your mother! ”

Before the child could nod, the woman was whipped on the back of a Han military flag. Han Junqi also scolded and scolded: "Shut up! If you have the strength, run quickly! Look at Lao Tzu slaughtered the small one first! ”

Ignoring the pain in her back, the woman dragged her son to trot through the ranks. The weather is cold in winter, and the moat has long been frozen. As soon as they were close to the range of their bows and arrows, they rained down on the city.

The Han Chinese who rushed forward were shot down one after another, and some turned around and fled. Before he could run a few steps, he was cut off by the Han Junqi who was following behind, and the blood in his neck spurted out of Lao Gao, splashing the faces of the people around him.

"Ahh Mother! I'm afraid! Da Zhuang hid his body behind his mother, and looked in horror at the headless corpse that fell to the ground and was still kicking his legs.

Han Junqi rubbed the blood on the steel knife on the corpse, and turned his head to look at Da Zhuang. He grinned and said with an evil grin, "Child! Don't be afraid if you die! Do you want Lao Tzu to help you? ”

Da Zhuang felt that his body was going to stiffen, if he hadn't been pulled by his mother, he would have stiffened and wouldn't move. The woman didn't look at the Han military flag, and pulled her son to follow the team quickly.

On the head of the city, regardless of the Han army banner attacking the city or the former Han people, as long as they get close to the range, they will immediately attack with arrows.

The people who rushed to the city were unarmed, and they could only stand under the city and be beaten passively. The Han army banner mixed with them also rushed to the city, and immediately the Han army flag man threw his flying claws to hook the city head and climb up.

"Da Zhuang! Be careful! Da Zhuang just heard his mother's shout, and he felt a shadow over him. He was smashed under his mother's body, and just as he tried to struggle, he heard his mother's thin voice.

"Don't move! Don't move until it's dark! Listen to my mother! You must listen to my mother! ”

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