The fourth volume of the sharp blade out of the sheath Shenzhou moves

Ao Bai is now having a headache, and the lack of troops and the difficulty of defense are the biggest difficulties at present.

He had arrived here with an elite march of three hundred, and with the strength of the city, a total of more than one thousand men, and Dorgon's army was still three days' way from Wafangdian.

Kewafangdian is not even a city, it was originally just a thousand households in the Ming Dynasty, the city wall is short, and there is nothing to defend.

The Ming army went around killing people and setting fires, the purpose of which was to provoke them out of the city. If so, as long as a small army of three or five hundred can be decided.

If it were the other Ming troops, Ao Bai would have gone out of the city a long time ago, and they would have been scattered and defeated with a single charge.

But this army is different, he has seen their combat effectiveness at night, not much worse than the warriors of the Qing Dynasty.

He was still hated by the Dolgon brothers, knowing that he was a henchman of Huang Taiji, and sent him to do thankless work.

The tile shop is kept, that's what it should be, if you lose it, you can blame it.

Alas, thinking of this, Ao Bai let out a long sigh.

The standing strength of the Qing Dynasty was still too small, mainly because the Eight Banners were established at the beginning of the integration of the army and the people, and all the people were soldiers, and all Manchurian members were subordinate to the Eight Banners of Manchuria.

The soldiers of the Eight Banners were engaged in production and labor in peacetime, and in wartime, they were conscripted, and they provided their own ordnance, grain and grass.

When the enemy invades, it takes too much time to gather troops, and you have to remind the emperor when you go back.

"Report, the vanguard of the Ming army has arrived at Wangting."

Just when Ao Bai was worried, the Mongolian scouts came to report.

Aobai's heart seemed to be burned by fire, he was suddenly startled, and said, "Why is it so fast? Didn't their cavalry units just arrive for a day? ”

"That's right." The Mongolian scout said loudly: "The villain has released scattered sentry horses all the way, although they have been driven away by their sentry horses, but they have also brought back a lot of useful news.

The sentinels said that their infantry did not wear armor, that heavy armor and other items were pulled by carts, and that the infantry only carried weapons with them.

Hundreds or thousands of people walked like a long snake, making only a rustling sound, and marched vigorously under the guidance of the military flag.

We all know that the Ming army may not be able to walk 20 miles a day, but this group of Ming troops walked 30 miles in a morning, and I saw that before dark, their army would surround Wafangdian! ”

"Hurry up and organize all the young and old people in the city, the more people the better."

At the critical moment, Ao Bai put his mind at ease, no longer thinking nonsense, and dragged the Ming army in front of him to the arrival of Dorgon's army.

In the evening, the guards and herdsmen at the head of the city were half mixed and very noisy, and the herdsmen and soldiers were talking and laughing while nibbling on all kinds of food they had brought to the city.

Even at this time, due to traditional habits and accumulated habits, these herdsmen and soldiers who defended the city were not provided with food, and the Mongols had never had a tradition of military pay and food.

Each cavalryman traveled thousands of miles with his own horse, or even with his own herd, and was rewarded with the ability to plunder the wealth of the vanquished as he pleased.

Whether it is gold and silver, money and silk, cattle and sheep, as long as you can grab it, you can do it.

Even if Meng Yuan won the world, the Daru Huachi sent to all parties was rewarded for his merits, and he could treat the people of the territory as cattle, sheep, dogs and horses, and squeeze them to their heart's content.

At this time, the city was in a commotion, and the herdsmen and soldiers were eating, and most of the food was solidified cheese.

This thing has high nutritional value, and it is easy to come, everyone has dozens of sheep and a few cows, whether it is goat milk or milk, it is easy to make cheese, high nutrition, top hunger, most people are eating this thing.

Only a few armored soldiers with high status, good family background, and good treatment are gnawing on jerky.

A fist-sized piece of jerky is enough to withstand a day's hunger, and with a low degree of fine goat's milk wine, it is enough to make people feel that their whole body is full of strength.

It's just that there are very few people who are qualified to eat meat after all, very few.

However, a few Taiji and a group of generals who had already been at the head of the city sat on the city tower to eat barbecue, and a roast lamb roasted into golden brown was skewered on the grill, and the fragrance of the mutton was fragrant in the wind, and the whole city tower could smell it.

Mongolians have a strong sense of hierarchy, and although they eat dry cakes or black cheese at home, they are happy to grill meat and drink wine.

But no one expressed dissatisfaction, but some gluttons couldn't help but smell the fragrance a few more times, and they regarded it as adding food to themselves.

When Ao Bai went up to the city tower, more than a dozen Mongolian Taiji also came up with him, and the Taiji, who were originally barbecuing and drinking, also came over.

There is no difference between the city wall of Wafangdian and the Ming Dynasty, the bottom base of three zhang is high, and the city tower is also a three-story small building, and the highest floor is standing people, looking into the distance, so as to find the enemy situation very early.

Ao Bai's heart was heavy, how could he have the heart to drink wine and eat meat with people, there was a lot of wet water everywhere in the city, and the crowd after dinner was talking and walking around, and there was chaos everywhere.

Aobai's mood suddenly turned very bad...... How many days can such a city be held?

There are more than 3,000 people in the city, and the city has already been selected, but there are still many elderly herdsmen with weathered faces and half-grown babies who have not really become adults.

They were carrying Mongolian soft bows, which shot quickly and accurately, but Ao Bai knew that these arrows were not as heavy as the Qing Dynasty's bows, and their lethality was limited.

The head of the city is too small, but now there are many people, plus the smell of food and the fishy smell of the Mongolians, Ao Bai was smoked and frowned.

The rest of the Mongols didn't care much, they sat cross-legged on the city tower, drinking wine and eating mutton, and some people were still discussing the matter of this year's Nadamu conference, and Ao Bai was speechless for a while.

A little Taiji held a large bag of goat's milk wine in his hand, walked up to Ao Bai happily, and said with a smile:

"Don't think too much about Lord Aobai, although there are Ming sentinels outside the city, but their brigade of soldiers and horses rushed over from Jinzhou, and they will definitely not be able to arrive today.

To say the least, it takes three days. ”

Because of the news blockade, this little Taiji is still very optimistic.

Now he is not yet twenty years old, and the beard on his round face has not grown much, and he is still full of hope to kill the enemy on the battlefield and show off his prestige.

Xiao Taiji held the wine bag and said quite drunkly: "Come, Lord Aobai, drink the bar first!" This goat's milk wine is the best, and I have killed several shepherd slaves for this wine......"

Ao Bai is bored in his heart, but he is not good at showing people's good intentions, and the enemy is at present, so it is not appropriate to make trouble.

Ao Bai sighed and reached for the wine bag.

Goat's milk wine is indeed the favorite of the Mongolians, and unlike mare's milk wine, the production process of goat's milk wine is complex, and it must maintain a fairly good process to have a good taste.

Ao Bai was only a man in his twenties at this time, and unlike the short and stout Mongols, he was burly, with a fierce face, and he had a temperament that was not angry but mighty.

It's just that after Ao Bai stretched out his hand, Xiao Taiji on the opposite side stopped moving, and the expression on his face was like seeing a ghost.

"What's wrong......