Chapter 609: I Don't Like Watching Tartars' Performances

"Lord Belle, there is Dongjiabao in front!"

"Zhang Zhun is inside!"

Maubali pointed to Dongjiabao,.

After being whipped a few times by Azig, Maubali's anger was also stirred. However, this anger is not directed at Azig, but at Zhang Zhun. If it weren't for Zhang Zhun, he wouldn't have been so unlucky, let alone be whipped by Azig. Since Zhang Zhun has repeatedly caused trouble to Dajin Guo, the high-level leaders of Dajin Guo can't help but be upset as soon as they hear this name.

Fortunately, there are unjust debtors and owners, and they finally found Zhang Zhun's lair. Although he didn't know why Zhang Zhun was here, Mao Bali still believed that Zhang Zhun must be dead this time. The surroundings of Dongjiabao look flat without any obstacles. Zhang Zhun is absolutely dizzy to fight the Dajin Army, which is good at field warfare.

"Gedehong, send someone up to test it!"

"Let's see if Zhang Zhun is really inside."

Azig said in a deep voice.

After the outburst, Azig calmed down. Especially after seeing Dongjiabao, Azig completely calmed down. On the battlefield, Azig does not rely entirely on courage to fight, he also has a calm side. If it was pure bravery, I don't know how many times I would have died. Even a rough person like Zhang Fei has a fine side, let alone him Azig?

The terrain around Dongjiabao is indeed a bit weird. The city wall of Dongjiabao does not look high, and it will not exceed three zhang at most. Compared with a big city like Jinzhou, it is indeed inconspicuous. Even compared with a military fortress like Zunhua, it is too different. The Dajin army can easily defeat even Zunhua, and I believe that it is not a big problem to conquer Dongjiabao. Zhang Zhun chose to fight the Dajin Army here, he was simply dizzy, and he was purely looking for death!

Now what he is most worried about is that Zhang Zhun shook a shot to lure himself into being fooled, but in fact, he was not in Dongjiabao at all. If Zhang Zhun wasn't here, Azig would be disappointed. This time he went south, and Azig had only two purposes. The first is to rescue his two younger brothers. The second is to kill Zhang Zhun. Now it seems that the second goal is likely to be achieved quickly.

"Understood!"

Gedhorn agreed, and turned to make arrangements.

"The Tartars outside, is it Azig who is the commander of the army?"

Suddenly, in the direction of Dongjiabao, a loud voice came.

Azig was slightly stunned, and then stared in the direction of Dongjiabao with a strange expression. At this time, the snowflakes had completely stopped, the north wind seemed to have stopped, and the sky and the earth were quiet. He could vaguely see that on the head of Dongjiabao, someone was standing proudly and talking loudly outside. However, Azig could not conclude whether this person was Zhang Zhun or not.

Because, the distance is too far, he can't see it very clearly. To see each other clearly, at least walk to a position about a mile away from Dongjiabao. However, Azig would not approach Dongjiabao easily, because he was worried that Dongjiabao was buried with cannons and deliberately lured him closer. He died under the cannon, and of course he will not repeat the mistakes of the past.

"Azig, I'm Zhang Zhun! I've been waiting for you here for a long time! ”

The loud voice continued.

Azig's eyes suddenly turned scarlet, and his breathing became rapid.

Zhang Zhun!

He actually admitted that he was Zhang Zhun!

The person who spoke bluntly showed that he was Zhang Zhun!

The strong fighting spirit suddenly burned in Azig's heart.

"Lord Belle, that's right, this person is Zhang Zhun!"

"The people at the head of the city are very similar to the portraits we got."

Turkun soon arrived, reporting to Azig with excitement on his face.

There was no reason why he shouldn't be excited, because they had finally caught the culprit. If you can kill Zhang Zhun, or even capture Zhang Zhun alive, it will definitely be a great achievement. Huang Taiji had already hinted that whoever could get rid of Zhang Zhun would definitely be rewarded extremely richly. In addition to the promotion of positions, there are also a large number of gold, silver, jewelry, horses, cattle, sheep and slaves.

When Zhang Zhun was talking just now, Tuerkun quietly approached Dongjiabao and took a closer look. In the end, he was convinced that the person who spoke at the head of the city was Zhang Zhun who Dajin Guo wanted to get rid of day and night. In order to be sure of this, Tulkun repeatedly compared the portraits, and there is absolutely no mistake.

Zhang Zhun killed so many Dajin warriors in Huang County, and also besieged Dolgon and Duoduo, two Baylors, of course, it is impossible for Dajin Guo not to grasp any information about Zhang Zhun. In fact, after that, Dajin sent a large number of spies to Zhang Zhun's territory through various channels, focusing on collecting information about Zhang Zhun.

Although many spies were sent to the sea, and there was no news, there were still a small number of spies who successfully sent back valuable information. So far, the information about Zhang Zhun that Dajin Guo has mastered is still very comprehensive. There are more than 100 portraits of Zhang Zhun in total, and each one is vivid. It is not difficult to identify Zhang Zhunlai based on the portrait.

"Good!"

Azig said through gritted teeth.

Zhang Zhun, a bastard, was finally caught by himself.

At this moment, Azig didn't think about why he caught Zhang Zhun at all. He only had one thought, he must catch Zhang Zhun and the culprit. He wants to avenge the Dajin Kingdom warriors who died under the walls of Huangxian County, and he wants to wash away the shame of his two younger brothers. The burning battle intent completely occupied Azig's mind, and he couldn't wait to do it himself.

"Gedhong!"

Azig suddenly shouted.

Gedehong hurried over on horseback and listened to his orders.

"Send a team of people and let Zhang Zhun see how powerful our Dajin Kingdom warriors are!

Azig said coldly.

"Lord Belle, this ......"

Gedehong is an old scout captain, but he is still a little unsure of what Azig means. Since he was convinced that Zhang Zhun was in Dongjiabao, why didn't he attack directly? This Dongjiabao doesn't look very strong, and the city wall is not even as high as Xianghe County.

"Stupid! Pick ten people and go up and provoke each other! ”

"Find a way to lure Zhang Zhun out!"

Azig said unmistakably.

Only then did Gedehong understand. It turned out that Azig didn't want to see Zhang Zhun defend Dongjiabao to the death, and wanted to provoke Zhang Zhun out and settle the battle as soon as possible. The city wall of Dongjiabao does not look tall, and it should not be difficult to overcome, but it is a city wall after all, isn't it? As long as it is a siege, it will cost human lives. Defending the city has always been the strength of the Ming army, and even if the Dajin Kingdom can be captured, it will have to pay a certain amount of casualties.

However, if the Ming army can be lured out, the superiority of the Dajin army will be greatly enhanced. The Tiger Army is also a part of the Ming Army, and it is estimated that their habits should not be far from other Ming Army. As long as the Tiger Ben Army is lured out, the Dajin Army behind will be able to completely extinguish the other party.

For this provocative work, the Tartars are accustomed to it. However, the problem still exists, that is, the Ming army basically does not eat this set now. Don't talk about provocation, even if you push the Han dog up and threaten the defenders with the life of the Han dog, they will not open the city gate. They only knew how to defend the city to the death, and resolutely refused to go out of the city. I don't know if the Tiger Ben Army will be like this?

Gedhorn quickly selected ten of the best riders and instructed them how to provoke and how to provoke. In view of Zhang Zhun's statement, Gedehong specially designed some very powerful stimulating movements. He believed that even if Zhang Zhun was not fooled, he could make Zhang Zhun angry, which would also be a huge blow to the morale of the Tiger Army.

Soon, the ten Tartar cavalry set off. In order to prevent the artillery fire of the Tiger Army, their intervals were very spread. In the vast field, ten Tartar cavalry spread out, as if they were ten small black dots, disappearing into the huge white field, basically negligible.

"Can anyone tell me what the Tartars are going to do?"

Zhang Zhun saw all this in the clairvoyant mirror, and he didn't know what the Tartars were doing, so he couldn't help but say curiously. This was the first large-scale arrival of Tartar cavalry that he had come into contact with. In the battle of Huangxian, the Tartars did not have many cavalry. Cavalry and infantry fought in completely different ways.

"My lord, the Tartars want to provoke you, they want to provoke you, and they want you to go out of the city to face the battle."

Li Zhaohui next to him replied cautiously.

"Provocation?"

"Forcing me to fight?"

Zhang Zhun said with some doubts.

Tartars still have such rules? He really didn't know.

Li Zhaohui explained: "My lord, these Tartars are very good at riding, and when they get closer, they will make all kinds of provocative movements on horseback, such as bare buttocks, peeing in the city, and even waving a woman's belly pocket in the city. Their purpose is to humiliate us, provoke us, despise us, make us unbreathable, and then go out of the city to fight them. ”

Zhang Zhun opened his eyes and said to himself: "Really? ”

Li Zhaohui said affirmatively: "Really! That's what they did on the Jinzhou front. ”

Zhang Zhun nodded thoughtfully, looked at the Tartar cavalry outside the city that was gradually approaching, and then asked curiously, "Then how did you deal with them?" ”

Li Zhaohui said helplessly: "No way." These people's riding skills are very superb, and their movements are erratic, sometimes east and sometimes west, even if they enter within twenty zhang, the fire gun cannot be accurate. At such a close distance, the artillery could not reach them either. So, we just watched and pretended we didn't see anything. When they got tired of making trouble, they retreated themselves. If you go out of the city to chase them, you will just fall into a trap. ”

Zhang Zhun asked curiously: "How many times are such provocations?" ”

Li Zhaohui said bitterly: "When I was in Jinzhou before, there were a lot, almost every day, and we were used to it. The Tartars are probably used to it, and they have to come to provoke two or three times a day, so we treat it as a free performance, and Tartars as a free event. ”

Zhang Zhun touched his chin, feeling that this way of dealing with it was not quite in line with his character. You're not a beautiful woman's striptease, staged in front of me all day long, isn't this defiling Lao Tzu's eyes? If you really give Lao Tzu a woman's belly pocket, Lao Tzu's thin skin may really not be able to bear it.

No, we have to deal with it differently. What is Dongjiabao? This is the place of the Tiger Army, not the Tartars who come when they want to. Be sure to get them to stop performing in this way. His eyes suddenly fell on Dugu Lie's body, and his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said with a glittering gaze: "Dugu, leave it to you to deal with." ”

Dugu Hunt nodded, agreed, and said, "Understood." ”

Zhang Zhun meant, of course, to kill those guys with one shot, so as not to get them in the way. The Ming army in Liaodong couldn't do this, but the Tiger Ben army could. Professionally trained snipers can accurately shoot human targets within 40 feet. As soon as the Tartar cavalry came within thirty feet, they were doomed.

Dugu Hunt gathered all the sniper detachments and briefly explained what Zhang Zhun meant. The snipers suddenly came alive. Damn, this is a good opportunity to show your face. The more cunning the enemy, the more he can show the level of a sniper. Don't you want to perform? Pay the protection money first. What the? No protection money? Lao Tzu shot you down!

When Liu Mang heard this, he couldn't wait to shout: "Boss, boss, count me one, count me one, count me one." ”

Brother Wei said in a low voice, "Do you have confidence in yourself?" ”

Liu Mang said angrily: "Old Wei, don't underestimate us, I'll let you see how powerful I am in a while!" I've been practicing marksmanship for the past few months, and you don't know it! Boss, boss, count me in, count me in. ”

Dugu Lie stretched out his hand to stop Liu Mang's shouting, and called out word by word: "...... Huang Xian, Meng Xia, Sun Jiming, Liu Mang, Wei Ge, Lu Yidian, Yuwen Hantao, Chen Yuanzhi, Jin Zhenyue, He Jianing, ......"

Soon, the snipers who were named were concentrated on the west side of Dongjiabao. According to the number of Tartars outside and their respective positions, Dugu Hunt arranged the corresponding snipers one by one. Brigadier General Zhang's field outside is divided into dozens of areas, and it is clear at a glance which area the Tartars are in, and the snipers will definitely not be mistaken.

"Yellow Strings, Nine C. ......"

"Meng Xia, Twelve Ding ......"

"Liu Mang, 14 Wu ......

"Lu Yidian, fifteen Geng ......"

"Sun Jiming, Eleven Ding ......"

Dugu hunting arranged one by one.

Zhang Zhun uses numbers for the shards of the outer area, from left to right, and from near to far, he uses the sexagenary branches, which are familiar to everyone, and of course there is not much difficulty in distinguishing them. In particular, the cultural level of snipers is generally relatively high, and they are naturally more rapid to accept. Soon, all ten Tartars were targeted to death by ten snipers.

"Hey, they're all good soldiers! I'll leave it to you! ”

"The Tartars want to give us some problems, test us. Whether you can pass the test or not is up to you. This is the territory of our Han people, if you let the Tartars do it, not only will you be ashamed, but even I will be ashamed. I tell you, there are thousands of pairs of eyes staring at you. ”

Zhang Zhun was very satisfied with the level of the selected snipers, and greatly encouraged him. Originally, he wanted to go into battle himself, but then he thought about it and forgot it. These snipers are all trained by themselves, and if they don't believe in their level, who else can believe it? To give them self-confidence, let them do it.

Over there, the cavalry of the Tartars is getting closer and closer. They were obviously unaware of the arrangements inside Dongjiabao. The riders of these Tartars are very delicate. Well, the meaning of coquettishness does not only refer to women, but also to the meaning of being athletic. In order to avoid the firing of the firearms, their walking route was indeed rather erratic. However, they did not leave their respective areas.

"Da Da Da!"

The sound of horses' hooves is very crisp.

The Tartar cavalry was getting closer and closer to Dongjiabao. Even if you don't use a clairvoyant, you can see the demeanor of these tartars. Most of the tartars hold their cheeks with cotton cloth to prevent frostbite. However, after approaching Dongjiabao, they removed their masks. Their eyes were very indifferent. Obviously, they don't care about Dongjiabao. In the past, there was simply no Ming army that could effectively deal with them.

The fastest Tartar quickly entered a position more than thirty zhang away from Dongjiabao. The rest of the tartars are still hovering at a position of about forty zhang. Since each Tartar is far apart, if it were to be fired on a large scale, it would not be very effective, but would be a waste of ammunition.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, but it was Lu Yidian who shot first.

The tartar he locked on, as if he was drunk, kept leaning his body, and then slowly fell. He may still have a slight sense of wanting to correct his body as much as possible. However, he ultimately failed. With a pop, he fell limply from his horse into the snow.

The blood continued to seep out, dyeing the surrounding snow into a patch of red. Snow white and blood red, reflecting each other, is a magnificent picture.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, another gunshot rang out, but it was Meng Xia who also shot.

At a position of thirty zhang, a tartar fell to the ground on one side, clean and neat. After the tartar fell, there was no movement. Apparently, it was a single shot that killed him. His horse didn't know what was happening, and leaned down against his master's side with his head down, rubbing his horse's head against the face of the tartar. But the Tartar was already unresponsive. Blood also seeped out, staining the surrounding snow red. Blood red and snow white, just as gorgeous.

Two consecutive gunshots did not affect the movements of the other Tartars. They continued to approach Dongjiabao. A Tartar stood high on horseback, assuming a gesture of contempt for Dong Jiabao. In such a situation, he can actually stand on one foot on horseback, and I have to say that this guy does have some skills. It's just that his skills are too eye-catching. At this time, it is too eye-catching, which is equivalent to reminding the Tiger Benjun that this kid has lived to the end.

"Bang!"

Sure enough, Huang Xian's gun also went off.

"Poof!"

The tartar fell off the horse's back with a flutter.

It's like a kite with a broken string, and the way he falls off the horse's back is very beautiful. Above the ground, he also maintained a large font with his hands outstretched, facing the sky on his back. The blood continued to seep out, and it was also snow-white and blood-red. The white snow, red blood, black leather coat, and gray war horse look like a beautiful and eerie oil painting.

"Bang!"

Sun Jiming also calmly pulled the trigger.

"Smack!"

The Tartar he was aiming at was switching positions on horseback and was shot down. When this tartar landed, the posture was a bit odd. He hit the ground with his head first, and after he fell, his head was down and his buttocks were up, as if he was Ouyang Feng who practiced toad skills. This action was maintained for a long time, as if it would not move. It wasn't until a north wind blew from behind him that he shook a little, and then rolled to the ground like a gourd.

I don't know which part of this tartar was hit by the Mini bullet launched by Sun Jiming, there is a lot of blood flowing out of this tartar, and around him, a big piece of blood red is rendered. Because there was too much blood, there was no longer the feeling of a picture, only a piece of shock.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Sporadic gunshots rang out continuously, and Tartars fell to the ground one after another.

"Bang!"

Huang Xian was the last to shoot.

The last surviving Tartar was shot in the eyebrow.

The tartar who was hit in the center of the eyebrow paused for a moment, and then slowly pounced forward. Eventually, he lay on the horse's back and remained motionless. The war horse under his crotch thought that his master wanted to stand still, so he stood there motionless. Drops of blood, drop by drop, dripping from the horse's neck, looked like strings of red pearls, staining the surrounding snow red.

Suddenly, the horse began to move slowly again, made a circle, and slowly returned to the Tartars' queue. I only saw the place where the war horse passed, drop by drop of blood, continued to fall, and it was a red pearl with a broken line, paving a clear red line in the snow. In the end, this red line successfully linked Zhang Zhun and Azig together.

Gedehong looked at all of this in disbelief.

The ten Tartars he sent out were all good hands, and everyone's equestrianism was top-notch. Even if it was Gedehong himself, it would not be easy to shoot them with a bow and arrow. Who would have thought that they would all be killed. Who can believe it if they don't see it with their own eyes? In just a split second, ten people died.

The war horse, which had brought its master back, leaned against Gedehong's side. There was nothing wrong with the war horse, but the owner on horseback was no longer breathing. There were no wounds on his body, only a bloody hole in the center of his eyebrows. A chill that had never been felt before slowly rose from behind the backbone of Gedehong's spine. What would be the consequences if Tiger Benjun's shot hit him on the eyebrows?