As Li Guang said, if you don't make some crooked moves, Tiemu won't be able to resist the army of the loving country at all. Yang Ritian, www.biquge.info pen & fun & pavilion, not only approved Li Guang's plan, but also decided to personally lead the team.

Guarding the barracks were Captain Li Guang's nearly 30 "Shaanxi Town" men, an armored raft, and a few small rafts, and the rest were ordinary people from all sides.

After a brief planning, Yang Ritian followed Li Guang to the Shaanxi Town Station.

In fact, the so-called station of Shaanxi Town is a few bonfires.

Yang Ritian had just arrived at Qingshanzui in the evening, and he was not familiar with the personnel of Shaanxi Town, but after many years of military life, he could suddenly distinguish three completely different atmospheres in Shaanxi Town.

One is the unique vigor of the ironwood soldiers, the other is the ignorance of the people who have just enlisted in the army, and the other is the looseness of the veterans of the Ming Dynasty.

For the soldiers of Tiemu, General Yang was willing to tell them the purpose and task of each operation. Because every soldier of Temu volunteered to be a soldier, and they were fighting for themselves. When they know the purpose of the battle, they will do everything they can to complete their mission. Even Yang Ritian has begun to rely on the free play of soldiers in battle to deal with the ever-changing battlefield situation.

For new recruits, telling them to go to war can cause unnecessary excessive tension.

As for the veteran soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, if they were told to go to war, Yang Ritian knew that there would be all kinds of strange excuses to escape the war immediately.

Therefore, Yang Ritian just lightly instructed the officers and soldiers of Shaanxi Town: "Bring weapons, let's go out to patrol around." ”

Even so, a veteran dressed in Liaodong Town immediately stood up: "I'm not here, I'm here to talk to my fellow countrymen." ”

Yang Ritian brushed the ground and pulled out his waist knife, "Less nonsense!" ”

The Liaodong veteran shrank his neck and stood in the queue of Kong Zongqi.

General Yang instructed the signal soldiers to use the lantern to inform the mountaintop observation post of their arrangements through the bonfire, and he believed that Bu 19 and the old camp of Shulinzi would be notified soon.

Yang Ritian, Ga Li Guang and the three general banners led three small teams of men and horses up the river, and walked farther and farther away from the camp.

The veterans in the queue, who claimed to be chattering, began to mumble quietly: "Where is this patrol, this is something." ”

Kong Zongqi scolded: "Let me tell you the truth, this is not a patrol, this is a beheading in a place where no one is pulled!" ”

The veteran disagreed: "Go!" Who to scare! Just voted for Shaanxi Town, helped them to eat a full meal after the battle, and then pulled them to collectively cut off their heads at night, who would believe it? ”

Kong Zongqi pouted: "It's not a collective beheading, it's a collective viewing of your beheading." ”

Someone in the team chuckled, "Ge Dazhuang, you can't eat cigarettes if you are beheaded, leave your copper cigarette bag and pot to me." ”

The team left the camp for two miles, and several small rafts on the bank of the Yellow River met them.

Ge Dazhuang completely understood, "General Yang Bing, Captain Li, I'm really not from Shaanxi Town, I'm actually here for a meal, you beat me with twenty military sticks and let me go." Old Kong, Kong Youxing, Brother Kong, Mr. Kong Qi, please say something and give me a testimony. ”

Kong Zongqi spoke, "Do you think that the military rations of Baihuahua can be eaten for nothing?" With that, he kicked Ge Dazhuang onto the raft.

When the raft arrived at the center of the river, Yang Ritian made an understatement of the task: "Cross the river and take a turn, find an opportunity to contact the Han army who loves the new country, and tell them that the coalition army can take them home." ”

The newly enlisted nomads suddenly became nervous, and they checked their weapons and equipment, and stuffed as many things as they could into their bodies.

Ge Dazhuang cried and mourned, and unloaded the things that might not be needed on his body one by one.

"Who is that, I'll take a cigarette bag and pot for you to light gunpowder, I'm a good brass, it can be used for a lifetime, and your gunpowder will be gone when you hear a sound."

"Mr. Kong Qi, I still have two pieces of pancake here, I didn't want to eat them just now, now I am filial to you, please arrange a back seat for me in a while, please, please."

Before the recruits' nervousness had time to spread, several rafts drew large diagonal lines up to the east bank of the Yellow River.

The three squads quietly touched the military camp of the new country.

When he could see the tent of the Aixinguo military camp in the moonlight from a distance, Yang Ritian arranged to leave a few people as a response.

Ge Dazhuang immediately reported: "Lord General Soldier, I had a bad stomach just now, and now I have to relieve my big hand." ”

Yang Ritian wanted to kill this ruffian with a knife, but he endured it and finally didn't get angry, leaving a scout-born general banner to lead Ge Dazhuang and a few people to lurk here.

Perhaps Ai Xinguo would never have dreamed that someone would dare to fight with them in field melee combat at night, and the vigilance was surprisingly lax.

The military camp of Aixinguo is different from the military camp of the Ming Dynasty. The Daming military camp is a solid wooden fence camp, and the Aixinguo military camp is a concentric circle surrounded by tents, with ordinary soldiers on the periphery, and handsome tents, grain and grass and stables inside, and there is no actual camp wall.

Kong Zongqi directly ordered a few Liaodong soldiers, took off his helmets to reveal his bare head and a small braid at the back of his head, and lined up and entered the camp.

Veterans are veterans, they walked all the way and laughed all the way, and passed by a patrol team full of soldiers, the two sides seemed to have a quarrel, and they wanted to do it, but in the end it was Kong Zongqi who persuaded him.

There is not much time, and a few new faces come out with Kong Zongqi.

The two sides met in a hidden place, and Kong Zongqi introduced:

"This is Sun Dingliao, the deputy general of the Daling River garrison."

"This is Li Guang, the captain of Zhaoxin in Shaanxi Town."

"This is Yang Ritian, the chief soldier of the Tiemu Kingdom."

Sun Dingliao, regardless of his identity, first gave a salute to Li Guang, who was the youngest in rank: "Dare to ask Captain Li, has the imperial court ever received my letter?" ”

Li Guang hurriedly returned the salute, "The last general didn't know about it, I was only ordered to pass the word and take the general home." ”

Sun Dingliao said excitedly: "Okay! Good! Good! Go home. ”

Only then did Vice General Sun remember that there was another so-called chief soldier of some country, and slightly clenched his fists, "Chief soldier Yang." ”

It was the first time for Yang Ritian to talk to a Ming Dynasty deputy general at such a close distance, or the Ming Dynasty deputy general first saluted himself, the former Ming Dynasty hundred households, and he had long ignored Vice General Sun's disrespect and hurriedly returned the salute.

Kong Zongqi interjected: "General Yang is the commander-in-chief of the coalition army, and Captain Li is also the commander of Yang General Army. ”

Sun Dingliao glanced at Yang Ritian carefully, and suddenly realized in his heart: the imperial court could go out of the grassland to take him home so far, it must have used the power of the local Tusi.

Vice General Sun said: "General Yang, tonight is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The Aixinguo Forward Battalion was drawn from the Eight Banners and was not subordinate to each other, and the commander Azig returned to the battalion to report to the battalion, but there was no one in charge at the moment. We waited for the defenders of the Daling River to get out. ”

Yang Ritian is happy in his heart, God help me! , "How many Da Ling River defenders are there in the battalion?" ”

"Originally, there were eighty Han soldiers, and in addition to those who went home first, there were about fifty."

"If in the name of the Tartars who smuggled across the Yellow River tonight, ask the Han army to go for reinforcements, what does Vice General Sun think?"

Sun Dingliao was taken aback. The Tusi chief soldier in front of him not only spoke well in Chinese, but also had more accurate information than himself.

He only knew that Morgen Dai Qingbeile led the troops out, but he didn't know why he went out, it turned out that he was going to smuggle in at night.

Sun Dingliao pondered for a moment, "Yes!" The Han army was transferred in the name of Morgen Daiqing. ”

Sun Dingliao added: "At present, although I have the highest official position in the Han army, I can't do anything. The real person in charge is an old Han soldier named Li Gaoxi, who worships guerrillas. We tricked him out, and if he didn't know the times, we would kill him halfway! ”