At midnight, Liu Kui took Li Xing's first brigade and finally arrived outside Ningyuan City.

In order to avoid the suspicion of the soldiers at the head of the city, Li Xing's army hid behind a slope about a thousand steps away from the city wall, and only a dozen soldiers followed Liu Kui to the north city gate.

"Listen to the soldiers in the city, I am Liu Kui of the Han Army Niulu." Liu Kui shouted to the soldiers at the head of the city in Mongolian.

"Liu Kui? Didn't you go to Qiantun with Ezhen? The Mongol soldiers at the head of the city obviously knew Liu Kui, but he wondered, "How can you be here?" ”

"It was Bakshie who ordered me to come back." Liu Kui was calm and said loudly to the Mongolian soldiers at the head of the city.

"Really? So what are you doing here? It can't be a deserter, right? The tone of the Mongolian soldier was quite disdainful, and he was still smiling with his companions.

"I tell you, it was Ezhen who asked me to come back, open the city gate quickly." With Bakshi's waist card in hand, Liu Kui's courage grew.

The Mongolian soldier was quite unimpressed: "You said that you really ordered you to come back, what evidence do you have?" ”

"I've got a real waist card." Liu Kui hoped that Bakshi's waist card would scare these mindless Mongol soldiers.

"What the hell are you coming back for?" The Mongol soldier yawned as if he had just woken up.

"Ezhen said, let me personally say to your Ezhen, you quickly put down the drawbridge and let me enter the city." Liu Kui's voice raised three degrees.

"Then let's put down the hanging basket first, you put the real waist card up first, and we'll see if it's true." The Mongol soldiers looked like they were on business.

Soon, the waist plate was hoisted at the head of the city.

The Mongolian soldiers all knew that it was Bakshi's waist card, and they stopped laughing at Liu Kui: "If you really want to send a letter, why don't you send his own soldiers?" ”

"The battle is tight ahead, and we are all injured and can no longer participate in the battle, so Ezhen sent us to deliver the letter." Liu Kui wanted to dispel the vigilance of the Mongol soldiers, "Maybe Ezhen thinks that we are not brave enough on the battlefield. ”

How can these Han people be so stupid? The Mongol soldiers were happy, but they just didn't open the gates: "If you want to enter the city, we can't be the master, you must go back and tell us Ezhen." ”

"Then hurry up, the military situation can't be delayed." Liu Kui was slightly disappointed, it seemed that the idea of directly opening the city gate had failed.

A Mongol soldier left the city gate and walked towards the city.

Liu Kui began to talk to the Mongolian soldiers at the head of the city: "I said, noble Mongolian Anda, why are there only two of you guarding the city gate tonight?" ”

"Who's your Anda?" Being called a brother by the Han Chinese, the Mongol soldiers felt insulted, "Who said there were only two of us?" We are three people. ”

Liu Kui was secretly happy, there were only three Mongolian soldiers at the head of the city, as long as they opened the city gate, it was not enough for the soldiers of the first army to stuff their teeth, "There are only three of you, what if the Ming army comes?" ”

The Mongol soldiers at the head of the city said angrily: "Although we only have three people, we can be equal to thirty or three hundred of you Han Chinese. ”

Liu Kui was overjoyed, and exchanged glances with the soldiers of the First Brigade in the dark.

The Mongol soldier who reported the news soon returned, "We really said that it was late at night, and the situation outside the city was unknown, so let's hang you up one by one in hanging baskets." ”

"Huh?" Liu Kui was shocked, if this is the case, then the soldiers of the first brigade will not be able to enter the city, once the Mongols see unfamiliar faces, they must be arrested one by one, "We have more than a dozen people, how long will it be hanged?" ”

"We don't care about this, you don't like to get in." The Mongol soldier did not budge, "If you are willing to blow the wind under the city and talk to our shaman, we will not object." ”

Liu Kui quickly calculated, then shook hands with the soldiers of the First Army, and motioned with his eyes for them to wait patiently under the city.

The hanging basket came down, Liu Kui was the first to sit on it, and the Mongolian soldiers at the head of the city pulled the rope of the hanging basket upward, and they arrived at the head of the city after a while.

"Anda people have worked hard!" Liu Kui greeted the three Mongolian soldiers one by one, and at the same time, his eyes looked around in the night, and he did not find any open or dark whistles.

"Who's your Anda?" A Mongolian soldier glared at Liu Kui fiercely, and it seemed that he should be the leader of the three Mongolian soldiers.

"Yes, yes, you are not my Anda, you are my master." Liu Kui immediately changed his tune.

Two more Han soldiers were hoisted from the city, and the Mongol soldiers pulling the ropes began to gasp for breath.

The leader of the Mongolian soldiers pointed to the Han soldiers and said to Liu Kui: "Liu Kui, let your people pull the ropes, our noble Mongolian soldiers need to rest for a while." ”

"My soldiers? My soldiers are all wounded! "Liu Kui is a hundred unwilling.

"No, it's not okay if you're injured, God bless you, the noble Mongolian soldiers are tired." The leader of the Mongol soldiers shook his head and looked at the night sky again, as if the immortal sky was shining on them in the night.

"The noble Mongol soldiers are invincible, and with the blessing of the Immortal Heaven, they will not be tired so quickly!" Liu Kui was still worried about the injuries of the Han soldiers.

"Let you pull, you have to pull, why is there so much nonsense?" The leader of the Mongol soldiers pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, and when he disagreed, he would draw his sword and face each other.

Liu Kui had no choice but to compromise: "That's good, this time my wounded soldiers pull the rope to let the noble Mongolian soldiers rest, next time, the noble Mongolian soldiers will pull the rope and let my wounded soldiers rest for a while?" ”

The words "wounded soldiers" were particularly harsh, and besides, they came back with the order of Bakshi, and the leader of the Mongolian soldiers had no choice but to nod, but his mouth was muttering: "For the sake of your Han tofu army, let the noble Mongolian soldiers suffer." ”

In the night, Liu Kui lowered his head and sneered.

The two wounded soldiers of the Han army, who had already gone to the head of the city, were forced to pull the ropes and pull the wounded soldiers of the Han army below up, but because they were too forced, the wounds were stretched, and blood was oozing from the bandages on their bodies.

They gritted their teeth, didn't bother to wipe the bloodstains, and finally pulled the Han soldiers in the hanging baskets up to the city.

Including Liu Kui, there were already four Han soldiers in the city, and Liu Kui shook hands with them one by one.

This time it was the turn of the Mongol soldiers to pull the ropes.

A Han soldier sat in a hanging basket, and two Mongol soldiers had just pulled the rope tightly, Liu Kui and a Han soldier each hugged their thighs.

The Mongol soldiers were shocked: "What are you doing?" ”

But their hands were on the ropes, and they couldn't get out at all, and no matter how clever their wrestling methods were, they couldn't use their strength at this time.

The Mongol soldier's heart was very clear, but his body did not obey him. Their legs were lifted by Liu Kui and the Han soldiers, their chests resting on the top of the parapet, their hands wrapped around the ropes of the hanging baskets, unable to move at all.

"Throw." Liu Kui shouted.

The two pushed the two Mongol soldiers forward, and the Mongol soldiers flew out of the city like bungee jumping.

"Goo-dong, goo-dong!"

Two dull noises reached the city, and the Mongol soldiers below the city were silent.

"You Han dogs, if you want to rebel, can't you?" The leader of the only remaining Mongol soldiers at the head of the city finally noticed something unusual, and he pulled out the scimitar at his waist as if he was firing, ready to pounce on Liu Kui.

Late, two identical scimitars, one in front of the other, penetrated through his upper body, revealing bloody tips from the other side of his body.

"Ahh......h

He no longer had the time and energy to think, and he was used to killing, so he used his strength to slash the scimitar in his hand desperately at the Han soldier in front of him.

His strength was surprisingly great, and the entire arm of the Han soldier was cut off, and the blood quickly shrouded his eyes like mist, and then quickly dispersed.

The leader of the Mongol soldiers was already soaking wet with a pungent smell of blood, and he couldn't tell if his own blood was flowing or if the blood of the Han soldiers had splashed on his body.

"Quick, deal with him first, don't alarm the other Mongols." Liu Kui said as he surrounded another Han soldier.

The Han soldier who sneaked up from behind was trembling in Suosuo, and when he heard Liu Kui's words, his heart was crossed, and he twisted his wrist that held the handle of the knife, and the scimitar crushed the internal organs of the leader of the Mongolian soldiers, and then pulled out the scimitar with force.

Blood, like an oil well, spurted forward and backward.

The leader of the Mongolian soldiers let out another wolf-like howl, and then fell heavily to the ground, and in the darkness, countless drops of blood fell onto Liu Kui's clothes and pants.

Liu Kui was still not at ease, he pulled out his scimitar and slashed hard, cutting off the head of the leader of the Mongolian soldiers.

Murder kills.

"Quick, lower the drawbridge and open the gates." Liu Kui was calmer than the other two Han soldiers, he knew that the Mongol soldiers in the city could come to the city gate at any time, and now was not the time to celebrate.

After the Mongolian Niu Lu Ezhen Hu Wuercha who stayed in Ningyuan was woken up by his soldiers, he had already put on his clothes and got out of bed, he couldn't figure out why he had always distrusted the Han people Baksh Ezhen, why did he send the Han people back to deliver the letter, could it be that his cronies were all stumped by the Ming army?

Almost all of the defenders in Ningyuan City were taken away by Bakshi, and only one of his Mongol cattle remained.

Baksh brought more than 500 people, and if the war is unfavorable, what can he do with 100 people?

Hu Wu'ercha's heart became tighter and tighter, pacing up and down in the dim light, and there seemed to be several screams in the night wind.

"It's not good, these Han soldiers must be meticulous." Hu Wuercha suddenly came to his senses, he rubbed his eyes, and called out to his soldiers in the room: "Everyone get up, immediately follow me to the north city gate." ”

At the north city gate, Liu Kui and two Han soldiers were preparing to put the suspension bridge.

Ningyuan is worthy of being a strong city, not only the city walls are tall and thick, but even the ropes of the suspension bridge are thick iron chains. One end of the chain was connected to the drawbridge, and the other end was originally attached to the turntable, but the turntable had fallen into disrepair and had been severely corroded. Jiannu would not be able to repair, so they gave up the turntable, and they tied the iron chain directly to the iron rod.

Jiannu tied the iron chain very firmly, Liu Kui and the three were all wounded soldiers, especially the soldier who was pulling the hanging basket at the head of the city just now, the wound had been severely cracked and bleeding, and they were unable to untie the thick iron chain.