"Smack!"

The patriarch slapped Hachi in the face and scolded angrily: "Defeat a fart!" Can we compare with the Mongols? The Mongols have hundreds of thousands of cavalry, and the king's tent has nearly 100,000 elite soldiers, but what do we have? It would be fine if all the soldiers and horses in Jianzhou were gathered, but now with the hundreds of young men and thousands of old and weak in our stockade, what can we do to resist thousands of cavalry? ”

"Are you idiot going to kill everyone? After Nur...... roared, the old patriarch couldn't pick it up, and only after a long time did he continue: "Tie Ha Chi, push it out with the stolen car, put the contents back, and send someone who understands Chinese to follow ......."

"Patriarch, the Ming army is menacing, even if Hachi is handed over, they may not retreat. Seeing that the patriarch had the intention of surrendering and surrendering, Nur and other young people hurriedly persuaded: "What if they pretend to accept surrender, and then attack the village while we are not prepared?" ”

"Do you think Ming Jun has the same surname as us? You are all still young, don't understand these things, the Han people are the best face, since ancient times, no matter how many people the grassland people killed them, how many things they robbed, but as long as you write a letter to convince and say two sentences, it will be fine, if the Han emperor is in a good mood, he will marry a princess or give a reward or something. ”

He smiled suspiciously, "The Ming people are different from the Han people in the past, when they founded the country, they fought against Mongolia for decades, but now, the style is almost the same as before." Our Jianzhou people are not as good as Mongolia, but as long as the posture is sufficient, maybe the Ming army will retreat, even if it doesn't retreat, is it possible that there is no Hachi, and you won't be able to defend the village? ”

"The patriarch is wise." Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized, and they praised the wise opinions of the patriarch of the family, and also offered advice.

Someone was sent outside to beg for mercy, but inside was on guard, if the Ming army could relax their vigilance and enter the stockade, maybe they could do a big deal. If you can completely annihilate this Biao cavalry, then you are not afraid of the retaliation of the Ming army, it is a big deal to abandon the stockade and go to the grassland, with so much equipment, as long as you don't provoke the Mongolian king's tent, it is enough to run rampant on the grassland.

Hachi saw the elated appearance of everyone, and also accepted his fate, the disparity between the numbers was huge, and he would definitely not be able to stop the Ming army, if he could exchange his death for the rise of his own tribe, it would be worth it.

...... "Brother Yang, you are really familiar with the roads around here, if it weren't for you, it would be difficult for me to find here, brother." "I saw the Jurchen stockade from afar, and the speed of the cavalry slowed down. The crow and Yang Haoran walked side by side, pointing and laughing.

"Haha, when I was young, my father often brought me here for safaris, and of course I was familiar with the road." Seeing that the crow's face returned to smile, Yang Haoran only thought that the target was imminent, and the other party's mood improved, so his own mood also relaxed.

"Oh? Then why didn't you come later? The crow asked, "Aren't you afraid of the Jurchens?" ”

"Afraid of a ball! Will Lao Tzu be afraid of those wild people? Yang Haoran glared, very annoyed, and saw the crow's smiling look, he was a little surprised, and said:

"It's not that the Jurchens sent a letter to the governor and the governor, said a lot of good things, and finally expressed their obedience to the imperial court, so Liaozhen had a rule, saying that the Jurchens would live in the Jianzhou area, so let's not come here, so as not to cause misunderstanding and provoke border provocations. Hehe, my old Yang is strange, it's obviously our Ming place, why did it become a side provocation? ”

The crow nodded and echoed: "No, those poor sours are not enough to achieve more than enough to lose, one by one does not understand anything, but they have a good face, my lord often says, how many things have happened throughout the ages, they are bad in the hands of these bureaucrats." ”

"That's right, Master Hou is really a neat person, I used to be the same as those governors in the past, but when I look at these words, he is much more intimate than those poor and sour, one in the sky and one in the ground."

was full of praise, Yang Haoran Leng Ding saw that the door of the village was opened, and the old and young walked out of the group, and a car was pulled behind, looking at the appearance of the car, it was the one that Ma Ang often sat in.

"Even if they know each other, as long as Brother Ma is fine, this matter is ......" Yang Haoran was relieved when he saw this, he knew that the Jurchens had a tradition of kidnapping tickets, but after Dong Shan's death, he was more restrained in the past few years, Ma Ang took the servants, and the clothes on his body were also luxurious, maybe he really didn't have to worry about his surname.

As long as Ma Ang is safe, this matter will be easy to do, it's a big deal to knock on the Jurchens to order livestock, anyway, Hou Ye just lacks this, and the matter can be solved satisfactorily.

"Let's go up and see if it's our car?" Although the dozen or so young men were tied with ropes, and they were very guilty, the crow was unmoved, and when he saw that the other party was some distance away from the stockade and out of the range of his bow and arrow, he coldly gave an order.

"Whoa." More than a dozen cavalrymen stepped forward in response, first drove the people next to the car away with a horsewhip, and then rummaged through the car with a war knife, and finally someone picked up a hacksaw and reported to the crows: "General Wu, it's Mr. Ma's car, and there is our hacksaw in this car." ”

"Well, then you can't go wrong, this is it." The crow bowed slightly, turned his head and explained to Yang Haoran: "My lord intends to cut wood on this side of Changbai Mountain, so he specially made these hacksaws, Brother Yang, you also know that the hacksaws created here are unique in Liaodong and even in Daming, and they can't be wrong." ”

Yang Haoran nodded in agreement, but his mind was not focused on this, and he just asked suspiciously: "Brother Wu, don't you ask where Brother Ma's people are?" ”

It's no wonder that he was puzzled, but the crows were too calm, and so were the dozen or so cavalrymen.

To say that it was out of caution to drive those young people away, but the old man who knew Chinese was not necessary, right? At least I have to ask where Maang's people are, but those cavalrymen didn't answer a word, just rummaged in the car.

"Don't ask, the Tartars are cunning, they must have known the identity of Brother Ma, and they felt that they were strange and hidden, so we just had to kill them, and then they would naturally come out." The crow couldn't act, but he remembered the trick taught by Xie Hong, and when he saw that everything was going well, he didn't hesitate, he just waved his hand and shouted: "Kill!" ”

The so-called elite wants to order and prohibit. With the crow's order, hundreds of cavalry behind him flew out and went straight to the city gate to kill.

The more than ten people in front were not idle, and the Jurchens were slashed indiscriminately, where the knives rose and fell, blood was splashed, and the peace team was wiped out in a blink of an eye, and after completing the task of killing, these cavalry shook the reins of their horses and quickly joined the team.

This change came too quickly and unexpectedly, whether it was the Tartar or Yang Haoran on the village, they were all dumbfounded, and they felt that their minds were blank, and they didn't know how to deal with it at all.

The old patriarch of the Tartars is the most confused one, and even the messenger is killed, is this still the Ming army? Even on the steppe, there is a rule not to kill the envoy, uh, although the rule is used to break it, but even if the Mongols come, when they see the envoy, they will at least listen to the intention and kill again?

The Ming army outside didn't even answer, they rushed up, and the messenger was even more killed, could it be that he was mad? His mind was so confused that he did not give any orders as the Ming army rushed forward.

"Shoot the arrows!"

The first to strike was the prepared border army, the technical content of mounted archery is very high, and it is more difficult to target a specific target, but if it is a diffuse of a large target, the difficulty is not so high, and many of the five hundred people brought by the crow can do it.

"Patriarch!" Someone knocked the old man down at once, and he escaped.

Those young Jurchen Tartars did not know enough about the Ming army, so they were not so surprised, and the killing of the Ming army only aroused their hostility. Although the patriarch was stunned and had no order, when the Ming army rushed forward, someone still released arrows, of course, the cavalry ran very fast, and the distance was far away, and they did not hit the target.

In the subsequent volley of the Ming army, they were unlucky, the Ming army was covering the shooting, as long as it was near the wall, it was within the range of attack. After a rain of arrows, the wall suddenly became shorter, and those who were not shot fell down to avoid the arrows.

The long-range attack was just a cover, and while the wall was in chaos, more than a dozen border soldiers were carrying a big rope in their hands, waving it into a circle, and under the cover of their companions, they roared forward, shaking their hands and throwing the rope loop. The end of the rope loop is iron claws and iron hooks, and after a chaotic sound, they are all hung on the top of the walled gate.

The border army tied the rope to the saddle, turned around and reined in unison, desperately hit the horse and dragged it, the strength of more than a dozen horses was really not small, and they rushed backwards in unison, and the gate of the village suddenly squeaked and trembled, and even the entire wall of the wall trembled.

"Not good!" Hearing the creaking sound of ropes and stakes cracking, the Jurchen patriarch was so frightened that he couldn't possess his body and shouted: "Come on, come on, cut the rope, release the arrows, don't let them get close!" ”

Most of the castles in Liaodong are earthen forts, and the Jurchen stockade is worse than those earthen forts, completely wooden, and the defense capability is very average. And what is even more unexpected is that the Ming army did not say anything as soon as they saw it, and actually resorted to the means of horse thieves, with the comparison of the strength of the two armies, after there is no wall, it must be a one-sided situation.

Accidentally losing all the games, this is the current situation, while shouting badly, the old man also sighed in his heart, even if he was not in a daze and dealt with it properly, in fact, the result would not change much.

The initiative is in the hands of others, and the strength is also strong, as long as the other party is determined to embarrass with his own family, in addition to being ravaged, what can he do?

"Boom!"

"Oh!"

Obviously, his order was too late, and in the cheers of the Ming army, the wall collapsed, followed by the earth-shattering shouts of killing.

It's over, it's all over, the old man's heart is sad, what he can't figure out is that where did this Ming Army come from, why is the style so weird?

(To be continued)