The wilderness is reckless, and there is no end in sight. A few years ago, there were green pastures beyond the Great Wall, and Mongol horses swept by from time to time.

However, since the establishment of the Daning Dusi, the grasslands began to have more Han people, who built houses and cities, opened up fields, and raised livestock.

Where there is abundant water, wheat and barley are planted, and the slightly worse ones are planted with cold-tolerant and drought-tolerant corn, and even the worst land is not left empty, either sweet potatoes and potatoes are planted or pastures.

Even under the leadership of the Han people, the nomadic steppe tribes learned to stop and switch to captive breeding and run their own pastures.

Of course, captivity can't raise good horses to fight, but what does it matter!

The caravan carried a large number of cattle and sheep with exquisite daily necessities, and the wool was spun into fine wool, and the meat entered the stomachs of the soldiers and civilians.

And the grassland has also ushered in a rare tranquility, there is no need to rob for pots and pans, and there is no need to worry about freezing to death in the snowstorm. In the face of the sudden changes in the steppe, some people who still have Genghis Khan's genes in their bones are terrified, and they fear that the once wolves will become useless sheep, and the fierce warriors will become scheming, shrewd and capable merchants and herdsmen.

Perhaps their fears were justified, but no one wanted to change back.

New civilizations are spreading rapidly in the grasslands, and of course the new civilizations are fragile, and a powerful force is trying to destroy a qiē......

Fried Flower Tribe! The senile fried flower gave up power and concentrated on his old age. He was succeeded by the infamous Bu Tachi. The new Khan King quickly gained the support of his people, and he relied not on invincible strength, but on another weapon, that is, wool!

Last year alone, the fried flower department sold 700,000 taels of wool, and with this huge amount of money, every herdsman was well fed and warmly dressed. Having children casually, no matter how many there are, you can afford to raise them.

Bu Tachi held two small dolls made of pink jade in his arms and kissed them fiercely. The stubble made the little guy scream, dancing with his hands, stretching out his chubby little hands, and begging for help from the young woman opposite.

Mandariva gave her father a blank look, reached out and took her son and daughter and held them in her arms.

"Father, if you bully us again. I'll take them both to their father!" ”

Hearing the word "dad", the two little dolls' eyes suddenly widened, and they said in a milky voice: "Go, go now!" ”

"Hmph, in the end, it's a foreign surname, and it's useless to be a grandfather's kiss." Bu Tachi deliberately blackened his face and said, "Go, go, go!" I heard that that kid was named the Marquis of Dingliao, and he can be regarded as worthy of the lord of our grassland. Prepare some gifts, and you mothers will leave tomorrow. ”

"So fast?" Mandariva cried out: "Father, my daughter still wants to honor you more." Relieve your boredom! ”

"Hehehe, it's nice to say, but ah, I can't help it!"

Bu Tachi smiled and stood up. Turned around twice.

"Daughter, my father let you go over, and he also has selfish intentions. In the past two years, we have become richer and richer, and how many pairs of eyes are staring at it! Let that stinky boy bring some guns to his father-in-law. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to stop Lin Dan Khan! ”

"Dare to love my father, I want to exchange our mother's wife!" Mandariva was unrelenting, but she couldn't wait. She held a baby in one hand, turned around and walked outside.

At this time. Suddenly, someone ran in from outside.

"Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness the Princess, something is wrong!"

"What's the matter?" Mandariva asked.

"Yes, yes, it's the Dongyu Jurchens, they stormed Quang Ninh, I'm afraid, I'm afraid it's ......"

"I'm afraid of what? Don't spit it out! Butach roared angrily.

"I'm afraid my uncle is in danger!"

Hearing this, Mandariva was stunned at first, and suddenly her hands slowly let go, and the two little dolls slipped down their skirts and fell into a fart squat. The little ones flattened their mouths and wept, and their mothers, who loved them the most in the past, didn't even realize it, and ran outside.

"Girl, wait, take the people and go again!" Bu Tachi's voice floated from afar......

Outside Quang Ninh, the battle entered its third day.

Over the past two days, both sides have done their best. Dai Shan took out eighteen kinds of martial arts, stepped on the low wall of the Ming army, filled the trench, and advanced with difficulty.

In front of the diamond-shaped castle, both sides fought desperately, and corpses were piled up on the battlefield.

In the face of the hedgehog-like castle, Dai Shan had no good way but to fill it with human lives, but fortunately he had a lot of Han army flags and Mongols in his hands, and he also collected and surrendered a lot of Ming troops along the way.

These cannon fodder have become the best weapons, and under the urging of the Tartars, they keep rushing up, and it makes people's scalps tingle when they see too much.

Killed layer after layer, cannon fodder will be cut in half by the Tartar's axe hand if he hesitates slightly. Forward is also death, backward is also inescapable of death, they are so ruthlessly consumed.

Cui Chengxiu in the city had just gotten used to the blood and gunsmoke, but when he saw this scene, he kept shaking his head.

That's my own person, too!

What a brutal Tartar!

They are not men, they are beasts!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but touch his neck, if this group of beasts came in, I was afraid that the good people would be gone.

"You must not lose the city!"

Cui Butang has never been so nervous in his life, even in the days when he was admitted to the Jinshi. He comforted every wounded soldier, summoned all the lieutenant commanders, and tried his best to defend the city. He even went to all the temples in the city, prostrated his head, and prayed to every true god for his blessing.

Jiannu's cruelty is not without effect, the soldiers of the Ming army are mostly rookies in the end, and they can't do it smoothly, and they can't be as hard as iron.

The dense charge gradually found the weak point of the diamond-shaped castle.

First, the firewood and grass are lit upwind, and a large amount of chili peppers and other materials are added, and the spicy smoke will blow into the small fort along the wind, through the guò shooting hole.

As a result, the soldiers in the castle coughed and burst into tears, even if they gritted their teeth and covered their mouths and noses with wet towels, but their eyes could not stop them, and the smoke would affect their vision, and the accuracy of their shooting would be greatly reduced.

At the same time, Jiannu would push the rushing cart, quickly approach the fortress, hit it with wood, chop it with an axe, and tear through the castle's defenses.

Every time a castle was opened, Jiannu would cheer wildly, they rushed in, mercilessly slashed and slashed, even if the Ming soldiers resisted hard, but they were outnumbered and killed by them.

Of course, the Yizhou soldiers trained by Zhang Ke were by no means cowards, and at the last moment, they would detonate the gunpowder and mines in the castle, and drown in the smoke of gunpowder with Jiannu.

Every time the black smoke rises, Zhang Ke's heart seems to have been slashed, what a good hot-blooded man, how can he die in vain!

However, at this time, Zhang Ke couldn't care about being sad, there were more and more small forts broken by Jiannu, and the Tartars had already brewed an offensive, and the real offensive and defensive bloody battle had just begun.

Qiao Gui held the handle of the knife tightly, stood behind Zhang Ke, enthusiastic, and sneered: "Come on, Tartar, come as many Lao Tzu as you come, I will send you to the Western Heavens!" (To be continued......) R1292