When he arrived at the barracks, Li Xian ordered all the officers and troops to be concentrated. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After counting, there were 3,523 officers and soldiers and 1,000 horses and mules in the city. In addition, there are 100,000 people in the city, 20,000 people between the ages of 15 and 40, including more than 700 artisan households.

Except for Li Xian and a few thousand households with more than 700 people, it seems that there are still some soldiers, and the other officers and soldiers are really anxious.

The red mandarin duck jackets worn by most of the soldiers are very worn, the red tassels on the straw hat-like military hats on their heads have fallen off, many of them have yellow faces and thin muscles, and the knives and guns in their hands are also rusty, and they know that they have not been maintained at a glance.

Looking at the more than 3,500 weak officers and soldiers, Zhao Guohua frowned.

Seeing this, Li Xian said embarrassedly: "Captain Zhao, this, well, this matter is not unique to me in Zhuozhou, please forgive me......

"Master Li, I know this, you are just an ordinary military attaché, and you have no ability to change all this, but now Zhuozhou is in danger, the Tartar army will come as soon as it is said, for the sake of the people of Zhuozhou, and for ourselves, we must make some changes, what will be the result after the Tartars break the city, you and I both know." Zhao Guohua said solemnly.

Thinking of the tragic scene after the Tartars broke the city, Li Xian was shocked, he bowed down and said: "Brother Zhao, you are right, you say, what to do, I will listen to you." ”

Seeing that he was a five-grade officer willing to listen to his command, Zhao Guohua smiled slightly and said: "Zhuozhou is the Zhuozhou of the Ming Dynasty, and to defend Zhuozhou, you can't only rely on the government and the official army, but also rely on the squires, businessmen and people of Zhuozhou, so let's say this to Lord Fan...... He bowed his head to Li Xian and whispered.

"Good! Good! This method is good, I'll go to Master Fan and talk about it. After speaking, he hurriedly went to the county office.

When he came out, he was arrogant and arrogant of more than 1,300 people, but when he went back, only half of the men and horses were left, and six or seven hundred people had been folded, especially more than 300 Manchurian vests.

Back in Gu'an, Duolong Ao cowered and went to Yanguli outside the city to ask for guilt, and saw the two-pole big rope erected on the top of Yanguli's wide and magnificent cowhide tent from a distance, and he couldn't help but stop: "It's not a big deal that more than 400 Ming troops are dead, the key is that the more than 300 vests, that are the elite of the army, and this time I can't do it to lose my head." ”

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and he didn't dare to go over.

At this time, behind the handsome case of the big tent sat a duke in his sixties, dressed in a blue silk shirt, a yellow jacket, a black satin melon skin hat, and a slender white rattail behind his head. The big tent was full of many Qing generals such as Niu Lu and Jia La, and outside were dozens of white-armored soldiers staring at each other.

A group of Qing army sergeants with steel swords at their waists patrolled back and forth outside the camp tent.

A little farther away, more Qing soldiers were sitting together, in groups of three, and four people in a group talking about the quick things of burning and looting in Daming.

"Dekzik, are you going to see if Doron Ao has come back? Zhuozhou is not far from here, it's been two days, why haven't you come back yet. Yanguli said dissatisfied.

Swept all the way, Yanguli broke through a number of states and counties, plundered countless gold and silver and forty or fifty thousand livestock, countless Ming people died under the butcher's knife of the Qing army, he had planned to send these goods back to Miyun first, but he heard that the rich Zhuozhou had not been taken, he was a little unwilling, so he sent Duolong Ao to touch the bottom of Zhuozhou.

"Yes," said Dekzik, hurrying out of the tent.

Dekzik is a Jia Lae Zhen of Zhenghongqi, and he has a good relationship with Duolong Ao, and the two often exchange their share of female slave lewd pleasures.

Not far from the big tent, Dekzik saw Dolon Ao standing not far away, knowing that he must have lost the battle, he hurriedly walked over quickly, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what's wrong with you, are you ......?"

Nodding, Duolong Ao said: "I was defeated by the Ming army, more than 1,300 people, and only about 600 people came back. ”

"Have you encountered a large group of men and horses of the Ming army?" Derkzik asked in surprise.

"Alas" sighed, Duolong Ao said ashamedly: "If it was defeated by the Ming army, it would be a little face-saving, but it was defeated by the local militia of the Ming Dynasty, which is really a shame." ”

Dekzik was a little unconvinced, but he didn't want to ask too much, so he said, "Let's go, the lord is waiting for you."

Duolong Ao "chuckled" in his heart, but he didn't dare not go.

After thinking about it, he still had the courage, followed Dekzik over, walked into the big tent, knelt on the ground with a "poof", kowtowed and said: "Sir, I have lost the battle in my humble position, and I ask the sir." As he spoke, he kowtowed again and again.

Glancing at him coldly, Yanguli said with a cold face: "Duolong Ao, you tell me carefully about the defeat and come to Benjue to hear it, if you hide it, you will not be spared." ”

"Yes." Duolong Ao agreed, and carefully recounted the experience of fighting with the volunteer brigade under the city of Zhuozhou.

After listening, Yanguli pondered,

The Mongolian blue-flaged armor Laezhen Buzhigud shouted loudly: "Sir, let me take 2,000 iron horsemen to destroy this militia group, and I promise to bring back the head of the leader of the militia group." ”

Yanguli didn't say anything, just stared at him coldly, and Burigud hurriedly stopped his mouth.

"Duolong Ao, you said that these militia groups defeated you with firearms?" Yanguli asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, sir. The guns of this militia were numerous and sharp. Doron Ao replied on his knees.

At this point, Yanguli was a little puzzled.

What is the Ming army's firecracker, he has long known that if he can defeat the Qing army with the firecracker, then the Ming Dynasty will be destroyed by the Ming Dynasty in the early morning, and there will be no glory of the Eight Banners Army of the Qing Dynasty today.

After taking a closer look at Duolong Ao, seeing that his face was serious, he groaned for a while, and Yanguli said: "Duolong Ao, you took out more than 1,300 people to go on the expedition, but only more than 600 people came back, according to the military law of the Qing Dynasty, you should be beheaded!" Come on, pull it out and cut it. ”

As soon as the words fell, several white-armored warriors walked in and dragged Duolong Ao out.

"Sir, spare your life! Sir, spare your life! ”。 Doron was so frightened that he pleaded loudly.

Seeing this, Dekzik hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "Sir, Duolong Ao has fought with the militia group, and he has some understanding of the militia group, and please spare Duolong Ao's life and let him make meritorious contributions." ”

Several Qing army generals who had a good relationship with Duolong Ao on weekdays also knelt down and pleaded.

"Well, for your sake, spare his life for the time being, and beat him with a hundred sticks." Yanguli commanded loudly.

Duolong Ao is a general born in the blue flag, Yanguli has a good relationship with the blue flag lord Zilharang, and he doesn't want to offend Jilharang for this, at this time he saw someone pleading for him, so he also went down the slope to get off the donkey.

After being tortured, the flesh and blood blurred and carried Duolong Ao out, his eyes swept everyone coldly, and Yanguli said in a deep voice: "The Qing Dynasty is mighty, the world is invincible, since entering the Ming Realm in June, I have not suffered such a big loss, five days later, the army will send to Zhuozhou, I want to see how this small militia can use fire guns to compete with my Qing Dynasty Iron Cavalry." ”

The weakness of the Ming Dynasty has been seen by the high-level of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, with the victory again and again, they have the idea of replacing the Ming, they have repeatedly broken through the Ming Dynasty to rob the population and goods, the purpose is two, one is to weaken the national strength of the Ming Dynasty, the other is to deter the Ming army and the people, weaken the Ming Dynasty's will to resist, and clear the obstacles for the future to enter the Central Plains.

In this process, if there were fighting troops and commanders in the Ming Dynasty, they would have to be completely eliminated, which is why Haoge sent troops to Zhuozhou.

"Bingfa Zhuozhou! Soldiers send Zhuozhou! The Qing army general roared.

In the city of Zhuozhou, Li Xian entered the state government and told Fan Jin, Zhizhou, the idea of Zhao Guohua. After thinking about it, in order to keep Zhuozhou, Fan Jin didn't care about offending people, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he picked up the post and wrote it......

That night, the squires with some status in Zhuozhou City, or the wealthy merchants, all came to the Zhizhou Yamen to discuss the defense of Zhuozhou.

"Boss Liu, you said that Lord Fan invited us to discuss the defense of Zhuozhou, isn't this a joke, my surname Yang can neither carry a knife to cut the Tartars, nor can I say any idea of fighting the Tartars, what's the use of coming?"

The person who spoke was Yang Mingren, a silk merchant from Zhuozhou, who was rich and wealthy in Zhuozhou.

Boss Liu's name is Liu Fucai, he is a rice shop in Zhuozhou, and he has a lot of money, and his family has at least five or six hundred thousand taels of silver. The other people who were invited were also rich, powerful, and powerful figures in Zhuozhou.

Looking at the people who were invited to the house, Liu Fucai probably understood that this was the government plucking.

He said: "Although we can't go into battle, we can't come up with a plan, we can't make a plan, but it's a little money, maybe we want to pay." ”

"Why do you want us to pay, it's the business of the officials and the army to defend the city. I'm not going to give a penny. With this money, it is better to go to Chunmanlou to be happy. Hu Dabiao, a salt merchant with a meaty face, said.

Relying on his wife and brother to be a household servant in Beijing, Hu Dabiao is very arrogant in Zhuozhou.

Liu Fucai was just about to speak, when several officials walked in and said loudly: "Lord Zhizhou is here ......."

Before the words fell, Zhizhou Fan Jin, garrison Li Xian and Zhao Guohua walked in.

After entering the house and glancing at everyone, Fan Jin said: "Everyone, I invite you to come today to discuss the matter of defending Zhuozhou, and the powerful contribution, and the rich contribute......

"I don't have money, it's your government's business to defend Zhuozhou, it has nothing to do with us, if you don't have money, you have to die." Hu Dabiao brutally interrupted Fan Jin's words.

Glancing at Zhao Guohua with an embarrassed expression, Fan Jin said with a smile: "Hu Yuanwai, can this matter be discussed." ”