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On the wall of Yangguan Fort, watching the golden wheat fields fall one by one, especially their own wheat fields, most of which have been taken away, and those hateful Ming dogs are slowly and leisurely tying up the golden ears of wheat and constantly transporting them to the rear that cannot be seen. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wang Sanwa only felt that his heart was dripping blood.

Fuck it, the wheat is gone, what does this make him do to flip the house? What should you take to marry a daughter-in-law?

Wang Sanwa couldn't help but look at the old and majestic figure not far away, master, Ming Gouzi has already hit the city, you should hurry up and drive them away.

On the side, Mu Zhen's face was gloomy, after a year's hard work, it was already a good time to harvest, but he didn't expect that these lowly Ming dogs actually saw this hole and bit it like mad dogs.

Mu Zhen's teeth were clenched.

It's a pity that most of the warriors in his Niu Lu have already followed his son and set out with the Great Khan, at this time, although there are still hundreds of soldiers in the fort, but most of them are old, weak, sick and disabled, and there is not much combat effectiveness at all, these Ming dogs are enough to have 2,000 people, if you want to fight, it is really unwise.

But how can they watch them harvest their wheat so leisurely?

Mu Zhen could already clearly feel that the minions around him were about to drop blood in distress.

No, we must not go on like this, we must quickly think of a way, otherwise, these dog minions below will not be able to sit still.

Mu Zhen's mind spun rapidly.

It's a pity that these bright dogs are simply quite hateful.

Within the reach of Mu Zhen, several intersections were guarded by more than 100 soldiers, even if he wanted people to rush out to deliver letters, it would be difficult to achieve it without the elite of more than a dozen people.

What to do?

Mu Zhen kept scanning the surroundings, but he couldn't find the method for a long time.

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Under the Yangguan Fort, on the side of the Changsheng Camp, the atmosphere is very different.

Many soldiers and auxiliaries were singing songs and harvesting wheat merrily, even though the sun had risen and the weather was extremely hot, but this did not affect their interest in the slightest.

Li Yuanqing and several major officers stood under a big tree not far away, firmly watching the movement of the fort.

Things went much smoother than Li Yuanqing expected.

These Tartars are not fools, and they will never dare to attack rashly in front of the immortal camp that is several times their size.

However, Li Yuanqing is also happy to see this situation.

The wheat fields in this area of Yangguanbao, if you count less, it is estimated that you can get tens of thousands of catties of grain, if they don't come out, then they will harvest all the wheat, if they dare to come out, it will be better, kill people first, and then harvest wheat, it is the best of both worlds.

And no matter which one the Tartars of Yangguan Fort choose, the Immortal Camp is already invincible.

A few officers, they didn't expect things to turn out like this, where did they come to fight? It's clear that they're here to pull food.

Junzi wiped the sweat from his forehead and couldn't help but say, "Brother, this, is this because we are too strong, or is Tartar too weak." Why wasn't I nervous at all this time? Why doesn't it feel like a war? Holy shit, I still want to kill a few more Tartars and make more achievements. ”

Guan Canghai said with a smile: "Shunzi, it's true that we have become stronger, but this is not that Tartar has become weaker." It's just that the timing of the general's choice is good, and at this time, there is no main Tartar force in this area. These tartars. Even if you're in a hurry, you can't help it. Hehe. Let these dogs have a good experience of what it's like to be surrounded in the city. ”

Duan Xiliang smiled gloomily: "This is called feng shui in turns. People are doing it, and the sky is watching. How many sins have these tartars done? It's time for us to get some interest back from them. ”

Yang Xiaochuan's brows were furrowed, he stared at the fort city carefully for a long time, and whispered: "Everyone, you say, in such a situation, will these Tartars send troops?" ”

Everyone was stunned, and Shunzi hurriedly said: "There are so many of us, they still dare to send troops, don't they want to live?" It's just right. As long as they dare to come out, we will give them a ride. ”

Li Yuanqing also showed a slight relaxed smile on his face, and the passive state of the Tartar also increased his morale to a large extent.

After all, although the Changsheng Battalion has a large number of people, there are also many new troops, and they have not been tested by war, so in such a state, it can also give them more time to adapt.

Houjin is indeed powerful, and the old slave's Eight Banners are indeed brave, but they also have huge drawbacks, their numbers are too small, even if there are dogs and legs for the tiger, foxes and fake tigers, but without the support of the main force of the Eight Banners, these people can basically be ignored.

Especially in southern Liaoning, surrounded by the sea on three sides, how can they be comfortable?

Thinking about it, Li Yuanqing said: "It's almost time. It's almost noon, so let's tell the sons and daughters to rest first. Eat first, wait for the sun to lighten later, and then go to work. ”

"Yes." The order was quickly communicated.

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Yangguan Fort aspect.

Mu Zhen had been standing at the head of the city for more than an hour, and at this time, he was already sweating profusely, and the mouse braids on the back of his head were also soaked with sweat.

But he didn't move, and the minions around him didn't dare to move, so they had to stand with him under such a poisonous sun.

Mu Zhen is in his early fifties, which is considered a very old age among the Jurchens.

Due to the years of conquest and the poor living conditions since childhood, the average life expectancy of Jurchen soldiers is actually very short, and fifty years old is basically a big hurdle.

Even a small nobleman like Mu Zhen can live past fifty, which is already very commendable.

At this time, seeing that the Ming army under the fort finally stopped moving temporarily, Mu Zhen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He finally realized what it was like to see the Ming army surrounded by them in the city back then, watching them show off their might outside the city.

But at this time, in this state, he had no choice but to sit and wait, waiting for the rescue that he didn't know when he would be discovered.

At this time, a servant beside him said cautiously: "Master, this sun is too poisonous, and the Ming dog has also withdrawn, let's go down and rest for a while." ”

Mu Zhen glanced around and nodded, "Send someone to be on guard at any time, and once you find that the Ming army has signs of attacking the city, report it immediately." ”

"Yes."

Mu Zhen soon left the city under the service of a few minions and went to the shady place under the fortress wall to cool off, but these soldiers and miscellaneous servants of the Han army banner still had to stay at the head of the city to guard against the possible siege of the Ming army.

At this time, Wang Sanwa's face had been exposed to a layer of skin, which was hot and itchy, and it was also hot and painful.

He is only seventeen years old this year, which is the age of restlessness and the most unbearable, originally, Mu Zhen is a big mountain in his heart, a mountain that cannot be crossed, but at this time, in the face of the siege of the Ming army without much action, Mu Zhen did not have the slightest way, which made Wang Sanwa's heart suddenly shattered something.

He suddenly found that Mu Zhen was an old dog, but that's all.

Especially when his own wheat has been harvested by the Ming army, this simply broke the last thought in Wang Sanwa's heart.

Dogs, still follow these bird tartars, there is a bird use, it is better to go to the Ming army. How to say, Daming is the orthodoxy of the world.

But this thought just flashed in her heart, and Wang Sanwa hurriedly glanced around, as if this thought would jump out, for fear that others would notice.

But everyone around was thinking about their own thoughts, and no one noticed Wang Sanwa's actions.

Wang Sanwa breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly leaned against the fortress wall not far behind.

Mu Zhen, the old dog, has gone down to cool down, how can he not be lazy? Isn't that stupid?

At this time, in the direction of the fort, in the camp of the Ming army, smoke had already begun to rise, and their cheerful laughter could be faintly heard.

Wang Sanwa said in her heart, I don't know what these Ming dogs are eating at noon today? Is it possible to eat meat? Can you be happy like this?

In other words, he hasn't eaten meat for a long time.

His master Mu Zhen has meat every day, and he has meat every day, Wang Sanwa has seen it with his own eyes a few times, but unfortunately, he is the master, even if Wang Sanwa is greedy, there is no way.

"What the hell is this?" Wang Sanwa suddenly spat in her heart.

He suddenly remembered Mu Zhen's fifth concubine, the slender figure.

She is the same age as Wang Sanwa, she is a flower in the military household of Yangguanbao, and she is the object that all young men dream of, and there are several children of good military families who have gone to her house to propose relatives, and there is a family, which is about to be completed, but the Tartar called over, and the flowers were inserted into the cow dung.

The young man who proposed marriage was also torn by Mu Zhen and fed to the dog.

The more Wang Sanwa thought about it, the more angry she became, and her immature fists began to creak.

This shit.

This Yangguan Fort is obviously the land of the Ming Dynasty, why should a dog Tartar like Mu Zhen be the master? Show off his might, be powerful and blessed, why is he? Why?

At this time, a familiar figure quietly came to Wang Sanwa's side, Wang Sanwa was stunned, "Brother Zhuzi, what are you doing?" Is the master down there? ”

The figure smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "Don't do anything, Sanwa." I'll go over there to make it easier. ”

Wang Sanwa let out an 'oh', ignored him anymore, and continued to look in the direction of the Ming army under the city.

He is now looking forward to the Ming army attacking the city soon, as soon as the Ming army comes up, he will immediately turn back, take the head of Mu Zhen, an old dog, and go to the Ming army to change his future.

At this time, there were several familiar figures passing by Wang Sanwa, and it seemed that they were also going to the side to release water.

Wang Sanwa couldn't help but wonder a little.

His days in the city are not short, and in this place, where can there be no water?

Even if the master is there, just two steps away from the master, do you still need to run so far to put water in the shade below?

At this time, the pillar brother came back again, but he did not go to the side of the city wall, but stopped beside Wang Sanwa.

Wang Sanwa looked at the smile on Brother Zhuzi's face, her heart was inexplicably tight, and she hurriedly whispered: "Brother Zhuzi, you, what are you doing?" What are you talking about? ”

Brother Zhuzi smiled, "Sanwazi, your wheat has been collected by the Ming army, what are you going to do this year?" ”

Wang Sanwa was stunned, "What should I do?" Brother Zhuzi, the food is gone, what else can I do? Dig up more wild vegetables. You always have to be full. ”

Although Wang Sanwa is young, he has inherited his father's cleverness, even if he knows that there is a deep meaning in this pillar brother's words, he still pretends not to understand.

Brother Zhu glanced at Wang Sanwa and said in a low voice: "The Ming army has arrived in the city?" Do you still want to be a slave to the Tartars? There are more than a dozen of us, and we have already discussed it. Wait, go down and open the city gates, and welcome the Ming army into the city. Let's go to the Ming army and mix up the future. ”

"Huh?" Wang Sanwa was startled, and Brother Zhu hurriedly covered his mouth, "You be quiet." ”

Wang Sanwa hurriedly nodded.

Brother Zhu Zi said in a low voice: "Three babies, you are also a man with a handle." What do you think? Do you dare to do it? ”

Wang Sanwa's brain spun rapidly, and after a moment, she had already figured it out, and said in a low voice: "Brother Zhuzi, don't do it if you are a fool." In my opinion, these dog tartars are grasshoppers after autumn, and they can't be bounced for a few days. Brother Zhuzi, count me in. When are we going to do it? ”

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