October 17th,

At the wharf of Niangniang Palace in Fuzhou, Han Qiaoshan commanded the sailors to throw the headless corpses of the Tatar slaves guarding the island on the shore, and a dilapidated boat was also thrown on the shore, creating the illusion that the Ming army had tried to land here but did not succeed, and there were nearly fifty Tatar slaves selected in the name of the guide"I heard that the Ming army would look for a suitable landing site and launch an encirclement and attack on Fuzhou, as for whether the Tartar slaves would be fooled, it didn't matter to Yang Bo. With the range of the Fuzhou Tarnu Sentinels, these anomalies on the seashore can be transmitted back to the ears of Fuzhou Dolgon in a day at most.

Zhao Long led a team of special forces to land here, they will harass the rear of Fuzhou, encounter a small group of sentinel cavalry to annihilate it, encounter a large group of sentinel cavalry is to evade, give Fuzhou Tartar slaves a sense of fear.

Of course, this is only the most ideal plan, and how to implement it depends on Zhao Long and their improvisation according to the situation, which will be a difficult task.

Zhao Long is also an old man who followed Yang Bo, Chongzhen was the company commander of the recruit company of the sin military camp when he was five years old, but unfortunately he was hit by bandits when he followed Yang Bo into Jimo County, and the recruit company that was on guard on the left side at that time did not react, and was recorded as a major demerit afterwards, and his position became a big head soldier in the end, and the old cannon who was the company commander at the time was now the battalion commander of the sin military camp, Zhao Long was still standing still, and was later selected to the special forces camp because of his strong body, and heard that this task was personally ordered by the adult, Zhao Long volunteered to sign up and was selected, because of his previous experience in leading soldiers, He Jiu also promoted him to be a temporary company commander, and he could become a regular after completing the task.

After the special forces company landed, it would be divided into several teams, and the most important task was to find out the number of garrisons in each fort in the Fuzhou area, and also to bring topographic maps of various parts of the state, while Zhao Long's task was to take the initiative to attack and constantly disturb the back roads of the Tartars in the Fuzhou area.

The enemy is current, and there is no supply support in the defense area of the Tatars, it is difficult to say whether he can go back, so last night Lord Li led the big and small supervisors to practice for them, and all the soldiers who were on special tasks were drunk, and Zhao Long was also drunk.

After landing, Zhao Long took one last look at the black sail shadow on the sea, and with a wave of his hand, the soldiers of the squad quietly disappeared into the darkness before dawn......

Along the way, the soldiers carefully avoided the main road and walked towards the remote mountains. The soldiers of these special forces battalions have been rigorously trained in the special forces training manual written by Yang Bo himself, and they are all camouflaged, their faces are covered with black mud, and they even wear grass rings made of tree branches on their heads.

Today's goal is the Yuehe Post Fort near Liangshan in Fuzhou, this fort can be regarded as the contact post station between Changsheng Island and Fuzhou, there are dozens of such post stations in Fuzhou, although the scale is not large, there are dozens or more than 100 Tibetan soldiers, but these people are self-armed horses, as long as any trace of the Ming army is found, they will soon be able to gather into a cavalry, Yang Bo wants to fight the grass and scare the snake to deter Dolgon in Fuzhou, the best way is to attack these post stations.

"Gold Label!"

Zhao Long asked the coat again: "Is there a shortcut from Niangniang Palace to Yuehe Fort?" ”

The Bao Yi replied tremblingly: "If you go back to your lordship, there is no shortcut to Yuehe Fort, you can walk about ten miles from here, and there are more than 50 Tartars stationed in the fort, half of the armor soldiers, more than 30 horses, a small division to lead the team, and the rest are some serving Bao Yi ......"

Before Jin Biao's words were finished, a soldier smashed the butt of a flintlock pistol into his head: "The adults can answer whatever you ask, why is there so much nonsense?" ”

Jin Biao was smashed so that both eyes were Venus, but he didn't dare to say more, so he got up and led the way in front.

Zhao Long looked at the sky: "Let's speed up, it's almost dawn." ”

Zhao Long, who was originally born in Orion, was promoted to the company commander in the sin camp that advocates the strong, naturally he has his advantages, and after coming to the special forces camp, he is like a fish in water, this time He Jiu promoted him to be the temporary company commander, and it can be seen that no one opposes those members with high vision.

Except for the occasional chirping of insects in the woods, there was silence everywhere, only the footsteps of more than fifty people made a slight rustling sound at night, and at this moment, a long and short partridge cry suddenly came from Zhao Long's front, and suddenly, everyone suddenly stopped moving forward and squatted down gently......

Soon, after the sound of a branch breaking, a dark shadow touched him, Jin Biao tried to open his eyes wide but couldn't see his appearance clearly, this person was shrouded in darkness, even his face was wrapped in black cloth, only two eyes sparkled.

This person walked up to Zhao Long and whispered: "I found two sheep grazing sheep by the river in front, do you want to touch him?" ”

Zhao Long pondered for a moment, and lightly made a downward chopping motion, the people who came out to graze before dawn must be the most miserable bottom coat in life, but they are in the enemy territory, any news leaks, and the large number of Tarnut sentinels who came later will bring them a catastrophe.

After a while, there were two dull sounds in front of him, Jin Biao was so frightened that his legs were weak, if it weren't for a dagger behind him with a vest, he would almost collapse to the ground, these people walked silently by the river, two corpses were dragged to the woods, and more than a dozen sheep were also driven to the mountains, Jin Biao looked at the corpse with the corner of his eye in despair, and was soon pushed by the big man behind him.

"The whole team picks up"

Zhao Long waved his hand, and the people who crossed the river began to trot, and in winter, everyone was immersed in the river in armor, and everyone was heavy and cold.

Under the guidance of Jin Biao, everyone crossed the Shahe, Liujiaying, Wangtun, and not far in front of Yuehe Fort, and the sky has begun to brighten up at this moment.

Under a mountainous area, Zhao Long bent down and looked at the post station in front of him, speaking of the post station was more of a small fortress, surrounded by stones as a wall, with a dozen low houses in the middle, some ragged clothes carrying toilets from each house, and a few burly Tatar slaves moving naked in the cold wind.

"Boss, what's going on?" A squad leader named Tong Jiaqiang asked quietly.

Zhao Long held the clairvoyant mirror and looked at it for a moment and said: "This post station only has two exits from the north and south, we can only divide our troops to block them, for fear that the battle of the Tartar trapped beasts will cause casualties to us."

The other squad leaders were silent for a while, the Tartars were holding on to the house, they needed to encircle and suppress them one by one, and they would definitely take a big risk, but if they wanted to lure the Tartars out, they were afraid that they would slip through the net.

"What are you doing?" Tong Jiaqiang urged

Zhao Long then made up his mind and waved his hand and dispatched: "I will take two squads to cover up from the south gate, Jia Qiang, you two squads are at the north gate, and the other team is supporting everywhere, try to kill the vest first, in short, don't let go of a Tartar!" ”

Several people nodded heavily: "Yes!" ”

The crowd was divided into three groups, tiptoeing down the hillside, and quietly approached the stone fort against the stone wall.

Outside the fort, three Tartars were moving naked, wielding their weapons, and they were talking loudly in Manchu, and from time to time there were bursts of wild laughter, and the thin pig's tail at the back of their heads was shiny.

Zhao Long nodded to the left, the three team members quietly approached them with their hands and feet, and the other three team members quietly set up a short gun to aim, the guide Jin Biao was stuffed with a walnut in his mouth, and a dagger was against his chest, he didn't dare to resist, just stared nervously at Zhao Long in front of him and their movements.

At this moment, one of the Tartars suddenly turned back unintentionally, and all the team members immediately bowed down, while the three team members lay motionless on the ground, and the branches above their heads played a covering role, and the Tartar did not feel anything abnormal, but walked to the side with his pants and peed on his own, and after a while, the Tartar trembled, walked back to the other two and continued to talk and laugh.

"Ready!" Zhao Long saw that the three team members were already holding the flying axes and began to get up, and hurriedly gave an order.

Brush!

Three flying axes shot out, and the three team members behind him rubbed their bodies without hesitation, each holding a dagger in their hands to prepare to mend the knife, and at this time, Zhao Long, who was fully armed, also rushed down with the team members.

A clothier carrying a toilet came to the gate of the fort, just in time to see three Tartar servants lying on the ground, riding three men on them, and the dagger was stabbing them in the chest. As soon as the wrapper's hand loosened, the toilet fell to the ground, and he screamed and turned around and ran towards the fort, only to run two steps before he heard a crash, and a crossbow arrow was nailed to his vest.

"Ahh

That Baoyi's dying scream still resounded throughout Yuehe Castle......

The sneak attack failed, so he could only attack, Zhao Long pulled out the knife behind his back, and shouted with a hideous face: "Li Er, you take two people to cover the left wing, Lao Huang, you take two people to cover the right wing, Zhong Lao Ghost, Liu Shaanxi, after the two of you break off, the others will rush with me!" ”

After the distribution was completed, Zhao Long shouted again: "Killing the Tartar is a great achievement, even if he dies in Maojiatun, he will also have a name and a surname to enjoy the sacrifice, and the adults will not treat me and other family members badly, brothers, kill slaves!" ”

Suddenly there was a loud gong in the fort, and many Tarslavs and Cloths were scurrying around, and some well-dressed armored soldiers were snatching out of the house with their weapons brandished.

Zhao Long brandished a sharp knife and hacked to death a Tartar who was hiding behind the door and was about to close the door, and the other team members were also brandishing weapons one by one, all desperately shouting: "Kill the slave!" Kill slaves! ”

Sou!

A crossbow arrow suddenly broke through the air, Zhao Long hurriedly flashed, the crossbow arrow stuck into his cheek, and nailed it to the stone wall, bringing out a blood mark two fingers wide on his face.

Bang!

The tartar who was standing on the stone steps and calmed down suddenly threw away the bow and crossbow in his hand and rolled down the stone steps, and the old ghost Zhong behind Zhao Long easily inserted the short gun back into his waist and pulled out another one.

At this moment, there was a burst of noise from the north gate,

"Slave Killing"

"Slave Killing"

The shouts of killing were endless, and it was obvious that Tong Jiaqiang's two squads also came in.

Zhao Long's two squads of more than 20 people rushed in, bringing smoke and dust billowing, the incident happened suddenly, several Tartar slaves in the fort were taken aback, and soon, the houses continued to pour out well-dressed armor soldiers, they were either holding heavy blades, or holding bows and crossbows, under the command of the first distribution, they quickly divided into two groups and began to meet the enemy, and a team of armor behind them also quickly gathered and galloped towards the stables.

The distance of three hundred steps was only a moment, and soon, Zhao Long and the others had already rushed to the front of the Tartar, and even the hairs on the Tartar's face could be seen clearly.

"Whoosh!"

There was a burst of bows, and several heavy arrows shot at Zhao Long and them.

These Tartar vests are indeed veterans with very rich combat experience, in this short moment, there are already seven or eight people with bows in their hands and shooting the first round of arrow rain, a qualified vest requires at least five years of training, and there is a white tooth horn on top of the vest, then it is even more outstanding, one in a hundred.

Zhao Long dodged and dodged an arrow flying towards him with the help of the wall, but there were two muffled snorts behind him, Zhao Long's heart sank, and there were already casualties on his side!

Bang bang!

The short guns of several members of the team behind him also began to fire, and as the smoke of gunpowder rose, the two archers who were swaggering at the intersection spurted blood from their mouths and flew out......

With the cover of the team members behind him, Zhao Long and the others had already rushed to the front of the Tartar slave, Zhao Long shouted, the javelin in his hand flicked violently, followed by a roll, and the blade stabbed directly into the abdomen of a Tartar who had just half-squatted down!

The Tartar screamed loudly, Zhao Long put away his knife fiercely, turned around and slashed towards the other vest, and the team members behind him also followed, and the Tartars on both sides of the road began to fight, and for a while, the sound of blades intersecting loudly, and the screams were endless.

"Dang!"

A tartar raised his mace in front of him, and the blade slashed at the mace and countless sparks appeared, Zhao Long was bleeding from the tiger's mouth from the shock, and he took a few steps backwards before stabilizing his body......

"This Tartar has so much strength!" Zhao Long couldn't help but feel a little shocked in his heart, his strength was already one of the best in the Sin Military Camp, but he didn't expect to encounter a vest that almost knocked his blades away.

Hiss!

A horse suddenly rushed out of the road, a Tartar brandished a tiger tooth blade and stabbed at Zhao Long, Zhao Long jumped to the left, dodging the tiger tooth blade, the horse neighed, had already crossed his body, Zhao Long got up, held the handle of the knife tightly, and his eyes continued to stare at the Tartar with a mace who was forced up.

At this moment,

Disheveled!

A short bang sounded, and there was a mournful neighing of the horse behind Zhao Long, and then there was a loud bang, the horse fell to the ground, and the tartar with the tiger tooth blade rolled and rolled just to Li Er's feet, and was hacked to death by Li Er.

Zhao Long took advantage of the momentary distraction of the Tartar in front of him, kicked and rubbed his body and pounced, the blade was handed over to his left hand, the knife flashed, and slashed through the neck of the Tartar, the Tartar screamed loudly, and the mace in his hand was still unsubsidy, hitting Zhao Long's back hard!

Zhao Long snorted violently and threw himself on the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and then there was a fiery pain behind him, but the tartar fell to the ground weakly holding his neck and spasmed, seeing that he couldn't live.

Zhao Long laughed miserably, staggered to his feet, and several team members rushed up to support him.

"It's okay!"

Zhao Long waved his hand and looked at the corpses all the way behind him, most of them were Tartars, and there were also two corpses in their costumes, which were clearly from the special forces camp.

"Let the old ghost and Li Er lead the team to clean up the surroundings of the house, and let's take Jiaqiang and them to go" Zhao Long saw that more than a dozen Tartars on the road had been cleaned up, and knew that most of the Tartars went to the north gate.

"Jiaqiang, they must have met hard bones" Another team member stuck the empty short gun back into the bag and pulled out the blade, at this time it was too late to reload the ammunition.

Zhao Long gave an order, and all the team members continued to run towards the north gate, and along the way, there were constantly lone tartars rushing out, and there were some panicked coats, and they all screamed when they saw them.

The further they went, more of the team's tartars poured out to block their castration, and many vests climbed onto the roof to block their way forward, and there were constantly swishing cold arrows flying on the road, and in just two hundred steps, Zhao Long lost three more team members, one of whom was shot in the head, and it is estimated that he could not be saved.

"Kill slaves!"

The shouts of killing at the north gate were even more inspiring, and a division with more than thirty vests was in a fierce battle, and when they saw Zhao Long behind them, they surrounded them, and seven or eight pale vests turned around with big axes and greeted them......

"Kill slaves!" Zhao Long waved his knife and rushed forward without hesitation.

"Kill!" The vests also roared.

Soon, the two sides collided together.

A big tartar knife slashed at the shoulder of a Ming army, but he didn't expect that the Ming army didn't dodge or dodge, and the spear in his hand stabbed at his heart like a poisonous dragon!

This Tartar was taken aback, he had never tried this kind of life-for-life fighting, even if he cut off one of the hands of the Ming army, he would definitely not survive, he withdrew the broadsword with difficulty between the flint and lightning, and turned around, but after all, he was a step slower, the spear pierced through his left abdomen, and then came out of the right abdomen, the Tartar screamed loudly, and the big knife in his hand did not know where it fell, the Ming army shook the spear from side to side, and the Tartar's body rotated with the swing of the spear, A terrible cry came from his mouth.

When he finally fell to the ground, a spear stabbed him in the heart, and he finally let out a scream of relief and died on the ground.

Half an hour later, the corpses of Yuehe Fort were lying on the ground, and all the clothes were driven to the square, these Ming soldiers with hideous expressions didn't seem to be very interested in the head of their money rat tail, just let them put all the horses in the fort on their clothes, and then burned down this fort, in the confused eyes of these coats, these Ming soldiers took their wounded companions, and the ashes of their fallen comrades went away......

Seventeen,

Zhao Long led the team to attack Yuehe Fort, obtained more than 60 horses, killed 52 vests, killed 4 people, and wounded 8 people.

Eighteen said

Zhao Long led the team to attack the Fifty Zhai Forts, killing 35 horses, 47 vests, killing 5 people, wounding 6 people, and rescuing more than 100 slaves

Nineteenth

Zhao Long led the team to attack the post along the river

Twenty days

……

When Dolgon, who was stationed in Fuzhou with a white flag, received these news, it was already nineteen days, and just when he was about to dispatch sentry cavalry to spy around, he suddenly received a report from Gaizhou, saying that a large number of Ming troops had surrounded and annihilated the blue flag troops stationed on Lianyun Island on the eighteenth, and that Ming army seemed to have landed in Gaizhou......

On the twentieth day, Dolgon ordered the horse armor stationed in the area of Yulinburg to collect cavalry along the way to prepare to gallop to Gaizhou, but not long after the order was issued, Dolgon suddenly received a report from Changsheng Island, saying that a large number of Ming troops landed on Changsheng Island, surrounded and annihilated the 1,200 garrisons on the island, and prepared to land in the area of Niangniang Palace, fifty miles away from Fuzhou.

Then, Dolgon received the news that Xiongzhu Fort, which was twenty miles away from Fuzhou, was surrounded and annihilated by a group of Ming cavalry with an unknown number of people, and none of the more than 100 elite vests of the garrison were spared...... (To be continued.) )