Chapter 415: The Korean Rebels

After listening to Zhang Heng's words, Mao Wenlong's face improved.

The Tartars dig tunnels, dig trenches, this trick, against firearms is really wonderful, last night's battle is a good example, if the Tartars dig tunnels to the city, the city is broken, it is really just around the corner.

"Staff Officer Zhang, do you have a trick?" Mao Wenlong immediately asked, up to now, Mao Wenlong has looked at this Staff Officer Zhang, and the more he looks at it, the more pleasing it becomes, and he has regarded this Staff Officer Zhang as his own person, fighting together, being born and dying, the feelings are different.

"Hehe, Dashuai, in fact, there are no strange tricks, Dashuai forgot about the Ermao last night? That's a grenade throwing person who is extremely accurate, as long as the commander selects this kind of grenade throwing person in the whole army, and forms a group of elite soldiers who specialize in throwing grenades, and it will take a few days to dig a trench with a Tartar, and step up the practice, once the Tartar trench is within 50 steps of us, it is best to be 30 steps, thinking that it will be very safe to walk from the trench, let's surprise him again, let this elite soldier who throws grenades throw hundreds of grenades into the trench where he transports troops at the same time, I believe it will be very exciting. Zhang Heng explained with a smile.

"Staff Officer Zhang is really a clever plan, and it deserves to come out of the staff department." Mao Wenlong squinted his eyes, stroked his beard, and smiled. Last night, the one named Ermao gave him a very good impression, especially the grenades that kept flying out of his hands, which made a very deep impression on Mao Wenlong, especially the quasi-head who threw the grenade, it was really amazing, and he flew into the pile of people in the Tartars, so that the northern weigh, which had been shaken and fallen, immediately turned the corner into safety, speaking of Ermao, Mao Wenlong already knew what Zhang Heng had to do.

“…… Okay, according to what Staff Officer Zhang said, select grenade throwers from up and down my Zhenjiang Fort to form a grenadier elite, Staff Officer Zhang said, this elite soldier has a ready-made soldier head, the one called Ermao, is him. Throw accurately, people are obedient and wrong, lucky, dare to fight to the death, and have made great contributions, and now, it is no problem to be a general flag. Mao Wenlong was quite impressed by last night's arms, a person's hand, one thick, one thin, this is not a disease, but a grenade thrown, it can be seen that the situation at that time, in order to break out, Ermao can spare his life, otherwise, how can there be a thick and thin situation? Don't people know that it hurts?

Listened to their own marshal talk about the Ermao thing, all the generals, are stretched out their thumbs to say good words, last night that grenades continued to fly out, to many people quite impressive, at that time the elite of the Tartars has been close to the north of the siege, and then work harder, you can attack the neck, once the Tartars attack the siege, this Zhenjiang Fort is dangerous, Zhenjiang Fort is nine cities, nine large and small enclosures are connected together, once a enclosure is broken, the defense of other enclosures will be greatly reduced, Attacking the city on the scale of tens of thousands of Tartars, it is difficult for Zhenjiang Fort to withstand a steady stream of Tartars. Therefore, at the last moment, the power of this Ermao erupted and reversed the situation on the battlefield.

"Then Lord Zhang, what should I do if the Tartars dig tunnels?" I don't know who shouted.

"Yes, Staff Officer Zhang, how should I deal with this?" Mao Wenlong also asked, if this problem is not solved, Zhenjiang Fort is really dangerous.

"Hehe, this is no problem, as long as you listen to it all over the city, you can know where the Tartars are digging tunnels and where they are digging, and this matter is on me Zhang." Zhang Heng smiled and packed the ticket.

"Okay, since Staff Officer Zhang has been prepared, then this matter will be handed over to Staff Officer Zhang." Mao Wenlong said happily.

Zhang Heng thought for a while, and said: "Dashuai, the lower officials think that since the cannon has been violent, then there is no need to hide anymore, now the Tartars are digging trenches, Dashuai, it is better to bombard them with cannons, so that the Tartars can not dig trenches with peace of mind." Zhang Heng suggested again.

"Okay, just do as Staff Officer Zhang said, and let the Tartars taste the power of our cannon......" Mao Wenlong didn't think much about it, and immediately agreed.

……

It didn't take long for the cannons on Zhenjiang Fort to start firing.

In addition to last night's artillery battle, this is the first time that Zhenjiang Fort took the initiative to open artillery during the day, before that, in order to hide its strength, Zhenjiang Fort did not take out artillery bombardment, so that most of the Tartars forgot that Zhenjiang Fort still has cannons, and many people walked back and forth unscrupulously a mile away from Zhenjiang Fort.

The sound of the shelling of Zhenjiang Fort was heard in the distance, which made the tartar who had been paralyzed for many days wake up, and the cannon can actually hit far away, especially the Hongyi cannon, which can hit farther, instead of these days, the Ming Dynasty can only hit things within three hundred steps. ,

"Ah......" A miserable scream was terrifying, and the Tartars who were digging a pit heard the seepage, only to find that a blood groove "plowed" by a cannon was in front of their eyes.

From the moment the cannonball landed, someone was hit, the first person who was hit didn't have time to shout, he was already bombarded into minced meat by the cannon, a human body could not block the potential energy of the cannon at all, after the cannonball penetrated the first person, it penetrated the second person, and the second person was the same, there was no time to shout, it was beaten into minced meat, the cannonball landed, and then bounced on the ground, and a few more people were injured, and a bloody road was plowed out like this, until the potential energy of the cannonball was exhausted, and then it landed.

Some of the wounded Tartars, who had only time to cry out, saw that half of their bodies had been shattered, and their screams of fear were enough to make people's hairs stand on end.

"Help me, save me......" A Tartar who had been knocked off the lower half of his body shouted miserably, stretched out his hand to ask for help from the Tartar not far away, and the Tartar on the side looked at the person whose bones were beaten out, and they couldn't help but retreat, as if this person was a demon who crawled out of hell, and the tuǐ bones of Bai Sensen looked particularly infiltrating under this sunlight.

After a few moments, the miserable voice had no strength, and only the unknown murmur remained, and then, there was no more even whispering.

……

After the Golden Khan Tent.

"Report ......"

"What's going on? So crazy? Huang Taiji was discussing something on the sand table, when he heard a frightened voice outside the tent, and immediately shouted.

"Master Qiqi, it's not good, Zhenjiang Fort has been beaten*, and a few coats have died." One of the minions said in fear.

"How many coats are dead, all the fuss about?" Huang Taiji asked annoyedly.

"Back to the master, that person died, it's too infiltrating......" The more the slave spoke, the quieter his voice became.

As he spoke, there was movement outside the tent again.

"Qi Qi Great Khan, study official Fan Wencheng asks to see." Outside was the voice of a minion again.

"See you." Only then did Huang Taiji put away his anger.

The person who came was Fan Wencheng.

"Great Khan, the Ming Dynasty has fired artillery, and several people have been injured, so it is not appropriate for tens of thousands of people to gather to dig trenches, and it has become a live target of the Ming Dynasty, it is better to wait until it gets dark and then dig it, otherwise, the morale will be too bad." Fan Wencheng saw the cannon fired on Zhenjiang Fort, and saw that he hit the person who was digging the pit, and immediately went to check, that kind of bloody scene made Fan Wencheng feel that things were not good, this kind of ten thousand people digging trenches in a circle, although the trenches were dug quickly, but it was difficult for the gunners of the Ming Dynasty not to hit, although there were not many people killed, but the damage to morale, it was really badly injured, anyone who saw the blood groove from the cannon had to be afraid, a mile is not a safe place.

"Really? Then don't dig for the time being, if you want to dig, start digging from the ravine, Ben Khan is careless, but I forgot that there were red-coated cannons in the Ming Dynasty, and this kind of cannon can fight at least four or five miles. Huang Taiji patted his forehead, looking like he had just remembered.

"Wen Cheng obeys, let's do it." Fan Wencheng agreed and prepared to go out.

"No, Xiandou waits, Ben Khan still has something to discuss with Xiandou, and let the minions go about the order." Huang Taiji said.

"Chirp......" Fan Wencheng replied with his head down. A minion also answered, and ran to give the order.

……

"Good"

In Zhenjiang Fort, in front of the two red-coated cannons, everyone shouted hello in unison. It was the red-coated cannon that hit the Tartar and ploughed out a bloody path.

"Master" Zhang Heng's spirit is still excited, he has not rested since last night, at this time, many people have gone to rest, but he is still in high spirits to let the Hongyi cannon fire.

"The adults have won the prize, there are so many people in the Tartars, and it is difficult for the small ones to let go," a gunner said with some embarrassment.

"Hahaha" Zhang Heng laughed, indeed, tens of thousands of Tartars digging a pit together, although the scene is a bit scary, but this shot, the results are also terrifying, the blood groove that ploughed out, Zhang Heng can see it clearly through the clairvoyant mirror, and even the miserable shouts of the person who was shot seem to be heard.

"Okay, then put it, especially towards the place where there are many people in the Tartars, and put it in the place where the Tartar leaders stay, so that the Tartars can see how powerful we are, hum, we don't open fire, the Tartars have forgotten all about the cannons in our Zhenjiang Fort, and in broad daylight, they dare to dig a pit so boldly...... Fight hard, I'll reward you in front of the big handsome......" Zhang Heng still said quite excitedly. ,

"Yes, the little one obeys......" the gunners also happily agreed.

After two shots, the Tartars began to gather and no longer dig pits.

"My lord, my lord, the Tartar has run away......" the sharp-eyed gunner immediately shouted.

Zhang Heng had already seen it, how many shots did he fire? The Tartars scared away? This game of cannon fighting mosquitoes is over so soon, and it's boring, tǐng depressed.

Watching the Tartars in that circle retreat, bursts of shouts erupted from Zhenjiang Fort.

……

"Xiantai, this siege plan, just digging a trench, I'm afraid it's still a little inappropriate Ben Khan thought about it, and felt that just relying on the trenches and tunnels, I'm afraid it is not enough to deal with Zhenjiang Fort, thinking that Mao Wenlong dared to risk Zhenjiang Fort with a few thousand people, I'm afraid that he has already been prepared Ah Ben Khan is worried, just these two points, I'm afraid it's not enough to make things happen, the so-called rainy day, Ben Khan thinks, I have to think of some other ways" Huang Taiji looked worried, the cannon of Zhenjiang Fort just now suddenly made him have some bad feelings, I felt that my strategy of besieging and capturing Zhenjiang Fort with trenches and tunnels might not work.

Fan Wencheng lowered his head, his eyes were aimed at the sand table, and in the middle of the sand table was Zhenjiang Fort.

Fan Wencheng thought for a long time and said: "Great Khan, indeed, this Zhenjiang Fort is easy to defend and difficult to attack, the north is a mountain, the south is a river, and the east is not far from the river, which is not suitable for digging tunnels, and a piece of land in the west can be dug close to Zhenjiang Fort, so it is much simpler for Zhenjiang Fort to guard against us, and now the tunnel has not been dug yet, and I really don't know if it will work, Great Khan, I really have to make another plan, just rely on this tunnel, I am afraid that I will inevitably be disappointed when the time comes......" Fan Wencheng pondered Huang Taiji's words for a while, and also said some words buried in his heart, these words, Fan Wencheng didn't intend to say, people who have read books and become strategists have some taboos, and they will not do those things that they think "hurt the heavens and peace" unless they have to, and those of them who are engaged in strategists feel that this kind of thing is too much, and it is not good to die, for example, Zhuge Liang has a short life because he has done something that "hurts the heavens and harmony", and he has a short yang life, but since his master asked about it today, he can't hide it.

"What does Kendou mean? What's the trick? Huang Taiji has been thinking hard about the trick of cracking Zhenjiang Fort, but thinking of the thunderous hellish fire, Huang Taiji feels that there is really no good way except to fill it with human lives.

"Great Khan, there is a plan, Wen Cheng doesn't know whether to say it or not." Fan Wencheng thought about it for a long time, and still said it, although this matter will have a short lifespan, but that is a matter of the future, it is better to pass this level first.

"Oh, hehe, does Xiandou have a clever plan to teach Ben Khan?" Huang Taiji said with a smile.

"Great Khan, Wen Cheng asked something that shouldn't be asked, what does the Great Khan think is the best way to break the grenade of Mao Wenlong?" Fan Wencheng seems to have finally made up his mind and began to plan for his master, what hurts the heavens and the peace of the day, and the heartfelt warnings such as short yang shou have long been thrown aside.

Huang Taiji thought for a while, and said: "Xian Dou, if you want to say that Mao Wenlong's grenade is broken, Ben Khan really can't think of any way, Ben Khan thinks, except to fill it with human life, there is no good way, but unfortunately, fill it with human life, I can't fill it with Dajin" Huang Taiji thought for a while, and came to this conclusion, if you are not afraid of casualties, fighting for tens of thousands of people, or even one or two thousand dead and wounded, you can take Zhenjiang Fort, but this Dajin is only 200,000 people in total, and it went to Yicheng all of a sudden, and the emperor did not dare to make this determination.

"Great Khan, I can't fill it with gold, but besides my gold, isn't there anyone else here who can pull it in? As long as Mao Wenlong's grenades are consumed, Zhenjiang Fort will have no support, and my big gold can be thrown down in one go. Fan Wencheng's voice sounded faintly in the sweat tent, and Fan Wencheng pointed to a place on the sand table.

"Here?" Huang Taiji followed Fan Wencheng's finger and stared at a certain place in the sand table.

"Great Khan, this is exactly the place," Fan Wencheng said again in a cold voice.

"Ben Khan understands ......, what does Xiandou mean by pulling the Koreans to fill in?" Huang Taiji looked at the place, and already understood the meaning of Fan Wencheng, the place Fan Wencheng was referring to, after crossing the Yalu River, which belonged to the Korean country, and pulling people over from there naturally meant using the lives of the Koreans to fill the pit of Zhenjiangbao.

"It's the Great Khan, North Korea has already attached itself to my Dajin, and now, it's time for North Korea to contribute to my Dajin, and it is natural to organize some rebels to assist me in Dajin's siege." Fan Wencheng said confidently, and what came out of his words was a burst of murderous intent. ,

Huang Taiji thought for a while, hesitated, and said: "Xian Dou, Ben Khan can't make up his mind" Huang Taiji was quite hesitant, this North Korea is not easy to attach, the encirclement of the Ming Dynasty has been torn apart, and many things can be supplemented through North Korea, Daikin is relatively easy to live, if the relationship with North Korea is too stiff, then, the encirclement of the Ming Dynasty can be close again, in that way, it is quite unfavorable to the survival of Dajin, North Korea in the east, the sea in the south, Mao Wenlong, Yuan Chonghuan and Lin Dan Khan in the west, Needless to say, the north side has now surrounded Dajin into an iron bucket.

"The Great Khan ......, organized a group of Korean rebels, at night, drilled through the trench to the vicinity of Zhenjiang Fort, constantly clamoured, appeared from time to time, the city wall looked as if, saw the figure of the longing, will definitely throw a large number of grenades, the consumption of grenades, must be doubled, the Great Khan only needs to be like this for a few days, then the grenades in Zhenjiang Fort can be exhausted, without grenades, Mao Wenlong with those thousands of people, how can he hold it?" Fan Wencheng went on to talk about the benefits of using the North Koreans to fill the pit in Zhengangbao.

Huang Taiji hesitated even more, will it be strategic, or will it be tactical? It is difficult to choose, and in the long run, it is undoubtedly a strategic priority, but now this Zhenjiang Fort has become a bone that is difficult to gnaw down, and if Zhenjiang Fort can be gnawed down as soon as possible, it is undoubtedly a good deal.

"Great Khan, North Korea belongs to my Dajin, and my Dajin ordered North Korea to organize a righteous army and assist me Dajin, which is a matter of course and righteousness, and it is a normal thing, not to mention, after the city is captured, this righteous army will be disbanded and returned, and my Dajin is not occupied, why not?" Fan Wencheng looked like he took this for granted, and said indifferently.

Huang Taiji knew what Fan Wencheng meant, the so-called Korean rebels, in fact, were just to arrest some Korean people, and then force them to go to the city at night to make noise, deliberately violent, and then throw grenades on the city wall to consume the grenades of Zhenjiang Fort as soon as possible, and that's it, as for the excuses and reasons, of course, they are also very grandiose. Merely......

“…… Great Khan, even if the Great Khan does not organize the Korean rebel army, then North Korea, I am afraid that it has already had two hearts, the news from the capital division of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Emperor is afraid that he is going to make a move on North Korea, this North Korea is afraid that it will be close to the Ming Dynasty again, the Great Khan, at this time is to organize the rebel army, I am afraid that it will not be long before the enemy country is captured, why not? Fan Wencheng continued to persuade Huang Taiji.

Huang Taiji hesitated, he had been hesitating about the relationship with North Korea, and when he heard Fan Wencheng's last sentence, he no longer hesitated in his heart, the inside news of the Ming Dynasty's Jingshi, the Ming Dynasty emperor had already planned to make a move on North Korea, so sooner or later this North Korea would not be able to be saved, since this is the case, then don't blame me for catching the North Koreans to fill the hole.

"Good Wencheng, it's decided like this, just according to what Wencheng said, organize the Korean rebels." Hwang Tae-gil gritted his teeth and decided to fill the hole with North Koreans. It is better to fill a hole with someone else's life than to fill a hole with your own people.