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"Mang Gurtai, this eggless old pickled man, I heard that his head is longer than Wang Ba, you say, does this old dog use it above or below?"

"Haha. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info you don't understand this. This old dog is the same as the top and bottom, it is a wax gun head, and it can be seen useless. You have to find someone to help. But it's cheaper for these shitty minions under him. ”

"Damn it, according to what you say, it's not bad to be a slave to this old dog."

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Seeing that the scolding of several Ming soldiers under the city became more and more vulgar and unpleasant, Gaizhou City couldn't help but feel a commotion~ movement.

"These despicable mud knicks, they all deserve to die~~." At the head of the city, a young real slave of seventeen or eighteen years old, his face was pale, and his eyes were about to burst into flames, and he wanted to rush down the city with his sword.

"Master Bei, this can't be helped, it can't be helped. Ming Dog is powerful, we must not fall for their tricks. ”

Beside him, seven or eight minions hurriedly hugged the young real slave firmly, for fear that he would do something impulsively.

"They dare to insult my sister, I must make them worse than dead~~." The young slave cried out like madness.

He was Yabulu, the son of Yarhai, a Houjin nobleman who was captured by Li Yuanqing.

When the soldiers of the Ming army insulted Mang Gurtai like this, were they insulting his sister?

Before, in the battle of Xiping Fort, he led his Niu Lu to take the lead in breaking through the gate of Xiping Fort, and made great achievements, but before he was happy for a few days, he got the news that his father Yarhai was captured by the Ming army.

Fortunately, he was young and strong, and his sister took care of him, so he slowly recovered. But it also made him unable to catch up with the old slave's westward expedition.

Yarhai was originally a red-flag department, but after this incident, in order to appease their family, the old slave promoted Yabulu to Gushan Beizi, and at the same time, assigned his headquarters to his brother-in-law Mang Gurtai.

Yabulu has been depressed these days, and he couldn't imagine that a Ming army dared to rush to the bottom of Gaizhou City and insult his sister like this, which made him young and vigorous, how could he bear it?

But at this time, although Yabul is the highest nobleman in Gaizhou City, there are only two real slaves in Gaizhou City at this time, and these minions under his command have already suffered a big loss from the capture of the old master, so how can Yabul be allowed to fight easily?

If something really happened to Jaburuth, then their tribe would be over.

"Master Pei, Master Bei, you dissipate your anger first. You degas first. ”

Several old minions patted and pulled their straps, and finally persuaded Yabulu's anger to go down a little, and an old minion in his early fifties hurriedly said: "Master Bei, the dogs are powerful, they rushed to call for battle, and they must have something to rely on." Heroes don't suffer immediate losses. Why should we bother with them? In the morning, news has come back from the west, and the main force of the Great Khan will soon return to the division, and when the time comes, we will definitely kill these dogs and kill all the pieces of armor. ”

This old slave is Yarhai's henchman and Yabrüh's uncle, hearing him say this, Yabrü eased up a little, but his eyes were gloomy, "These despicable dogs are simply unforgivable." Uncle Gu Dai, when will the main force of the Great Han come back? ”

Gu Dai hurriedly said: "According to the calculation of the distance, it should not exceed seven days at the latest." ”

Yabulu clenched his fists tightly and couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Good. Very good. I look at these bright dogs, and they can still talk for a few days. ”

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A morning passed, and the Ming soldiers under the city were almost dumb in their throats, but the Houjin army in Gaizhou City did not have the slightest posture to move, and Li Yuanqing also withdrew the soldiers who were scolding.

As an emerging bandit military group, it is indeed not easy for Houjin to seduce them in this state of face-to-face confrontation at this time.

From a small tribe to such a huge one, it is not just courage, it is enough.

But Li Yuanqing was not in a hurry.

This kind of thing, it is best to have a harvest, and it doesn't matter if there is no harvest.

At this time, this kind of guerrilla tactic, once the city is too important, it will fall into inferiority, and at the same time, it also means that defeat is not far away.

However, although the tactic of scolding has no practical significance, it has a huge effect on the morale of one's own side.

Several of the soldiers who scolded the army came back, and all of them were treated like heroes, and to some extent, this was even more encouraging than winning the battle.

They simply counted the eighteen generations of the ancestors of Mang Gurtai and the old slave, and of course, their wives and daughters naturally couldn't escape......

Although it is just ~ lewd, this kind of thing is enough to excite the soldiers for a few days, and there is more than enough.

Although the morale of the soldiers was high, Li Yuanqing still maintained sufficient restraint and calmness.

As the saying goes, 'If you walk a lot at night, you will always encounter ghosts.'

Due to the restrictions of communication conditions, Li Yuanqing did not know the specific situation of the old slave on the Western Front, but at this time it was the wheat harvest season, according to the time estimate, the old slave had been on the western expedition for several months, and the Mongolian tribes had also ushered in the season of cattle and sheep growing fat, and I am afraid that they might not be willing to fight with the main force of the Houjin.

In case the main force of the old slave returns to the division, Li Yuanqing, who is on the westernmost front, must be the first to bear the brunt.

Li Yuanqing would never want to take this risk.

This expedition has been out for almost ten days, and Li Yuanqing has basically slipped around Fuzhou and Gaizhou, and it can almost disrupt the deployment and defense of some of the Houjin army in southern Liaoning, and it would be unwise to entangle it again.

However, even if there is a retreat, on the surface, it is more necessary to pretend to be confident.

After lunch, the Changsheng camp continued to increase the scale of the scolding array, and the seventy or eighty soldiers with loud voices lined up and stood under the city of Gaizhou, laughing loudly and ridiculing about various internal affairs of Houjin.

Liang Zhu and Zhang Sanwa are the banners of the Han army, and they have been living under the rule of the Later Jin for more than a year, and they are tired of a lot of it, and they know more, and they have become the main force of the scolding array.

For example, Mang Gurtai's sister Mang Guji water-based Yang Hua, who stole people from, and the old slave's youngest son Duoduo is not like him, many things, it is simply a nose and eyes, and it is almost convincing.

Gaizhou City is sometimes angry, and will let go of a rain of arrows to vent their anger, but these Ming soldiers are 150 steps or 200 steps away from the city, and they have long been out of the range of bows and arrows.

In the end, the two sides directly began to scold each other at the top of their voices, as if they wanted to have a louder voice, which was a great spectacle.

Night fell quickly, and on the side of the Changsheng Camp, there was barbecue and cheering, which made Gaizhou City even more angry, but they had nothing to do, and waited until almost the middle of the night before these hateful Ming dogs stopped.

But last night, the Houjin army suffered a loss, knowing that the firearms on the side of the Changsheng Camp were very sharp, and the sentry did not dare to blindly move forward, but only dared to watch from afar.

But when they got up in the morning, they were dumbfounded, the bonfire in the camp of the Ming army was burning, but the Ming soldiers could not see a single figure, and the big ship that covered the sky and the sun seemed to disappear out of thin air.

Yabulu slept very unhappily last night, and specially asked the slave to make a cup of chrysanthemum tea, moistened his throat, and was about to 'duel' with these Ming dogs today, but suddenly found that his opponent was gone.

Gaizhou City was instantly shocked and became a mess.

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At this time, Li Yuanqing's fleet had already sailed in the direction of the Sancha River.

Gaizhou and Fuzhou have now become frightened birds, and it is impossible to take them. The actual benefits can't be accounted for much, and Li Yuanqing naturally won't be entangled in these two places any longer.

But there was no news from the main force of the old slave for a long time, but it was like a thorn in the flesh, which made Li Yuanqing uneasy.

Li Yuanqing and the Changsheng camp are nothing, Li Yuanqing has been moving along the coast, and will never rush deep into the land, even if he encounters the main force of the old slave, he can escape in the shortest possible time, but Li Yuanqing is afraid that the old slave will be taken by surprise, and the main force will suddenly kill Zhenjiang, this consequence, but Li Yuanqing can't afford it.

Even if Mao Wenlong had the foresight to slip away in advance, Chen Zhong and Zhang Pan on the east bank of southern Liaoning were likely to suffer a big loss.

At noon the next day, the fleet arrived at the familiar Sancha River estuary, which was now basically as familiar as Li Yuanqing's back garden.

Let Xu Heizi take people to build a temporary wharf, Li Yuanqing led the main force to go ashore and set up camp, and at the same time ordered Liu Dadou's scout team to go deep into the hinterland of Liaodi to find out the news of the main force of the old slave.

At this time, although the old slave had already conquered Liaoxi, in order to ensure the compactness of the war, Houjin had turned Liaoxi into a 'no man's land', and Guangning City was also burned down, except for a few military forts in key sections, there was not much defensive force.

Li Yuanqing had more than 30 horses on his ship, which was enough for the scouts to go deep into the hinterland of Liaodi and find out the news.

At the same time, Li Yuanqing also sent a clipper ship to the east coast of southern Liaoning to inquire about the battle situation on the side of Chen Zhong and Zhang Pan, as well as Mao Wenlong's main force.

The forest on this side of the estuary is very dense, it is not difficult to set up a camp, there is no enemy situation around, and there will be no war in a short period of time.

Changsheng Island was newly established, and various affairs were being explored and improved, and Li Yuanqing was in a hurry, but these soldiers could be firmly controlled by Li Yuanqing.

Through the experience of leading the army for such a long time, Li Yuanqing also found that in addition to the future, land, women, and homesteads, if he wants to control the soldiers more closely, he must also take action ideologically.

The experience of our army in later generations has a lot to draw from.

But it is also unrealistic to blindly set up new positions, Li Yuanqing is still an officer of the Ming Dynasty after all, and the Changsheng Battalion is also an officer of the Ming Dynasty.

In this case, the only way to do this is to use the deputy position.

Deputy 100 households, deputy 1,000 households, Li Yuanqing can still get this quota.

Seven or eight days in a row passed, and the Changsheng Battalion was in a temporary camp at the mouth of the river, and while practicing the formation, Li Yuanqing also inspected the officers, and selected some of them with strong political ideas to act as 'instructors'.

The time has inadvertently come to the end of July, and in the evening of this day, Li Yuanqing was guiding the troops to conduct a day of formation training, at this time, the horses of the scout team came in a hurry, and they really inquired about the latest movements of the main force of the old slave.

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