Chapter 349: Bombarding the Old Slave

Ten will surround it, and five will attack it.

Houjin concentrated the men and horses of the Four Banners, plus the attached Menghan infantry cavalry, a total of more than 60,000 people, almost five times the defenders of Changsheng Island.

Since the arrival of the old slave, the offensive of Jiannu has become more and more fierce day by day.

From Beixinkou to Nanxinkou, the more than 20-mile-long front continues to be blazing everywhere. The shouts of Jiannu and the guns of the Ming army are intertwined.

Every day, a large number of people are killed on both sides, and all the houses on the island are requisitioned and turned into temporary hospitals. Originally, there were more than 3,000 people on Changsheng Island, and the men all became people and carried supplies. The women are not idle, in addition to washing and cooking, that is, taking care of the wounded and sick, the entire Changsheng Island is like a large barracks.

Wu Youxing has been busy for four days in a row, the little old man's eyes are red, his eyes are big, and his temper is also extremely irritable.

"Quick, get pliers!"

The apprentice hurriedly handed the pliers to Wu Youxing, and in front of him lay a young warrior with an arrow pinned to his forehead and blood all around.

"Hold on, young man!"

"Sir, if you're not even afraid of tartars, will you still be afraid of pain?"

"Well done!"

Wu Youxing steadily clamped the arrow with pliers, and pulled it out in an instant.

Without a little anesthetic, he pulled out the arrow embedded in the eyebrow bone, and the soldier snorted and lay down on the bed, bright red blood gushing out.

"It's okay, I didn't hurt my brain, and I was blessed with a great life!"

Wu Youxing took a small knife to cut off the rotten flesh again, and every time he cut it, the soldier's body would twitch with pain. After a while, it was finally dealt with.

"Carry it down, and remember to wrap the wound with clean gauze."

Every wounded Wu Youxing had to be carefully explained, and under Zhang Ke's guidance, this famous doctor had already glimpsed the mystery of bacterial infection. And every time there is a battle, there are a lot of deaths.

Zhang Ke even authorized Wu Youxing to use the corpse for autopsy research.

Confucianism has always emphasized the importance of the dead, and the autopsy of the corpse is absolutely appalling, cruel and tyrannical. Divine Doctor Wu was also tormented, but when he shook his hands and split the first corpse, he was completely dumbfounded.

The human body does not have those veins and acupoints, some are just blood vessels, the heart is empty and only the pumping station of blood, and the human mind is in the brain...... A new door opened, and a new type of medicine gradually developed.

With Zhang Ke's support, Liaodong produced the first batch of the best surgeons, and thanks to their efforts, a large number of wounded Yizhou soldiers were saved and even able to return to the battlefield again.

"Mr. Wu, come and see this brother."

Wu Youxing didn't even raise his head, and said impatiently: "Line up, do you understand the rules!" ”

Du Qing was said to have a big red face, and could only look at Zhang Ke behind him, and said in his heart Mr. Wu has a big temper, so you should go out!

"Mr. Wu, Zhang is disturbed, this person is extraordinary, please treat Mr. immediately."

Wu Youxing heard Zhang Ke's voice, looked up, didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Bring it here!"

Du Qing took matters into his own hands, and together with a personal guard, he carried the person to the hospital bed, Wu Youxing hurriedly checked carefully, this person was only in his early twenties, with solid muscles and very strong, but he had three arrows stuck in his back, and the blood was already soaked through his clothes. The young man gritted his teeth and turned pale.

"Alas, fortunately, it was sent early, and in another hour, the Great Luo Immortal will also be unable to return to the sky!"

Wu Youxing hurriedly asked people to take small knives, small scissors, and small hammers for surgery, and put a lot of them.

Du Qing was taken aback: "My mother, this is to eat crabs!" ”

Wu Youxing glared at Du Qing fiercely, and he hurriedly closed his mouth, but Lao Wu didn't let him go.

"Here, help hold it down!"

Du Qing had no choice but to obediently obey the order, pressed his shoulder, and Wu Youxing asked someone to knock open the wounded's mouth again, and poured a little numb into it. Then he used his set of tools to cut open the wound and take out the bow and arrow.

Zhang Ke had been pacing back and forth outside, listening to the muffled snort coming from time to time in the ward, sweat broke out on his forehead, and he walked around irritably.

Almost an hour passed, and Du Qing, who was soaked in sweat, shook his body and walked out of it.

"Lord Qiyu, Brother Luo's operation was successful, and he is about to see you!"

Zhang Ke didn't say a word, and hurriedly ran into the ward, at this time Luo Xiaoyu was lying on the bed, his face was pale and terrifying. Seeing Zhang Ke coming in, he struggled to salute, but Zhang Ke hurriedly held him down.

"Brother Luo, don't talk much now, just answer my question."

"First, does Liu Aita really surrender to Daming?"

"Hmm!"

"What is the old slave's plan, is he trying to make Liu Aita surrender?"

"Well, Liu Aita wants to ask the adults, is he directly pretending to sing and surrendering to Daming?"

"Of course, not only do you have to fake the show and sing it, but you also have to invite you into the urn!" Zhang Ke never expected that the old slave would play tricks with him and play tricks, so let him lift a stone and shoot himself in the foot!

"Brother Luo, take good care of your injuries, and when you recover, you will have the opportunity to show your skills in the future."

"Thank you, sir!" After saying a word, he fell asleep.

Luo Xiaoyu sneaked into Liaodong several times before and after, and his meritorious service was not small, especially this time he was willing to take risks, contacted Liu Aita and figured out the old slave's plans. When he returned to Changsheng Island, he was shot and wounded by Jiannu's scouts and almost died. With this credit, the day of steady progress in the future is not far away.

Returning to the handsome account, Zhang Ke and Du Qing sat opposite each other, and at this time Yu Weiliang rushed back from Nanxinkou.

"Yongzhen, what are your orders?"

"Brother Yu, I just got the news that the old slave wants Liu Aita to surrender and lure us to attack, and then annihilate them all in one fell swoop."

"Dream on!" Yu Weiliang sneered: "Right now, we have so many fewer troops than the Tartars, and we only attack when we have a sick brain, let alone Liu Aita, no one wants to lead us to be fooled." ”

"I'll just say that General Soldier Yu has always been accurate!" Du Qing said with a smile: "It's not the chief soldier, what the adults mean is that we don't go out, can we lure the old slave to come, and then give him a nest?" ”

"This is kind of interesting!"

The three of them were all interested, discussed together, and after some thought, finally finalized the plan. Yu Weiliang and Du Qing immediately went to dispatch people and horses to prepare to set traps.

At present, the battle is extremely tense, and it is reasonable to not be able to draw troops, but since the old slave has calculations, the offensive is mostly just to attract attention, and the Ming army can rest assured that it can prepare boldly.

……

Jiannu camp, the imperial tent of the Chinese army.

The old slave clung to the handle of the dragon chair, and his fingernails turned white, like an angry lion, ready to eat people at any time!

Indeed, the wild boar skin wanted to eat people at this time, and attacked Changsheng Island for four days in a row, losing more than 3,000 men and horses, but at most it only hit the beach of Changsheng Island, and was beaten back.

The soldiers and horses were all lost on the sea ice, how could the old slave not be angry!

"Zhang Ke, there is the Hunhe River in front and Changsheng Island in the back, Ben Khan will not kill you, and he will not give up!"

"His Majesty the King of Khan, Liu Aita asks to see you."

"Let him in."

Footsteps sounded, Liu Aita hurriedly ran in and knelt in front of the old slave.

"The minister pays a visit to His Majesty the Khan."

"Get up, how are things going?" The old slave asked impatiently.

Liu Aita groaned slightly, and said ashamedly: "His Majesty the King of Khan, the minister is incompetent. ”

"Oh? Zhang Ke is not fooled? ”

"Not either!" Liu Aita said in embarrassment: "Zhang Ke believes that his ministers surrendered to them, but Zhang Ke said that he has no cavalry under him, so he can only defend but not attack." Therefore, if the minister wants to surrender, he will take his men and horses to Changsheng Island, and he will never leave the island casually. ”

After Liu Aita finished speaking, he knelt on the ground and said in fear: "The minister is incompetent, please ask the king of Khan to surrender!" ”

Far from being angry, the old slave was full of joy, and the two slaps couldn't be slapped together.

"Did Zhang Ke really say that?"

"That's nature, how dare the minister deceive the Khan King!"

"Hahaha!"

The old slave suddenly laughed loudly, his tone was full of excitement, and he was even happier than eating hibiscus cream!

Originally, I thought that I could attract the Ming army to come out and eliminate one was already satisfied, but now Zhang Ke actually took the initiative to lure the wolf into the room and let Liu Aita go to the island, so don't blame Ben Khan for being ruthless!

"Zhang Ke, Zhang Ke, little rabbit cub, what flaws have you exposed!" The old slave paced back and forth on the ground, deliberated for a long time, felt that there was no flaw, was full of confidence, and sat down on the dragon chair again.

"General Liu, you are not guilty, you have merit, you have great merit. Go and send a letter to Zhang Ke immediately, saying that you are willing to lead the troops to the island and make an appointment with him on a time and place. ”

"This, the minister doesn't dare!"

"I let you dare!" The wild boar skin said gloomily: "You gain trust first, take the opportunity to kill the island, Ben Khan will personally command the army behind to respond, you must succeed in the battle, take Changsheng Island, kill Zhang Ke, and be ashamed." Just do it, Ben Khan's daughter you choose. ”

Okay, it's finally on the road!

Liu Aita was happy in his heart, but on the surface, he still had to pretend to be sincerely afraid, as if he had just woken up from a dream.

"King Khan, Shengming, minister, minister go and do it immediately."

……

In the blink of an eye, it was three days, the battle was still fierce, Huang Taiji and Du Du personally commanded the attack, the old slave even held a big iron knife to supervise the battle, and there were more than 30 Tartars who escaped from the battle that were cut down. At the same time, the losses of the Ming army were not small, and the ship fortresses in the north and south were bombed by the Tartars, and the two sides fought hand-to-hand battles several times, with countless casualties.

The soldiers who died will never know that they are acting, on both sides.

"King Khan, Zhang Ke agreed, tonight's third watch, three miles south of Beixinkou, someone will answer."

"Okay, General Liu, remember, you must go to the island, and if you suddenly attack, when you hear your shouts to kill, Ben Khan will lead his troops to kill him."

After discussing it again and again, when night finally fell, Liu Aita and Wang Bing gathered three thousand henchmen, including three hundred Tartar elite soldiers, who were both helpful and surveillance.

With them there, Liu Aita didn't dare to say a word more, a heart was chosen in his throat, his palms kept sweating, and he was not so nervous when he first entered the cave room. Peeked at Wang Bing, this guy also had his eyelids jumping and he was at a loss.

For five or six years of surrendering to the Tartars, especially in the last three years, they have been suffering every moment. Now that it's finally come to an end, Lao Tzu will no longer wear the tail of a rat and be someone's dog slave, Lao Tzu must straighten his chest and be an upright Ming man!

"Brothers, go!"

Liu Aita urged the horse to walk in the front, and Wang Bingdu's team was behind, and quickly disappeared into the vast snow.

"Father Khan, this time to fight, let's let the sons go!" Huang Taiji took the initiative to ask for battle.

The old slave glared at him and sneered: "Why, do you think that Father Khan's ability is not good, and he can't kill the general and capture the flag?" ”

"No, no, no, Father Khan is heroic, but the Ming army has many firearms, despicable and shameless, Father Khan should be more careful!" Huang Taiji said cautiously.

"What you said also makes sense, but there are so many warriors protecting Ben Khan, and the Ming army has no ability to hurt me!" The old slave was full of confidence, and laughed: "You lead the troops to postpone, if Ben Khan is in danger, you can rescue immediately!" ”

After the old slave finished speaking, he urged the war horse, followed Liu Aita's men and horses, and disappeared on the vast ice.

Huang Taiji looked at the figure in the distance, and suddenly felt irritable, Zhang Ke was as cunning as a fox, could he be fooled?

"Hauge, you immediately mobilize five thousand warriors to come over and stand by at any time!"

……

The old slave didn't worry at all, he just told his subordinates to be quiet, not even to get out of the air. The hooves of the war horses helped the rags, and with the chew in their mouths, they moved forward little by little.

"King Qiyu Khan, Liu Aita has gone to the island!"

"Let's go and find out!"

It didn't take long for the fire to suddenly burst into flames on Changsheng Island, shouting to kill the heavens.

"Kill Minggou, kill Nikan!"

"It's done!" The old slave whipped his horse and galloped towards the island, followed closely by the soldiers behind him, and they rushed towards the island of eternal life like a rolling torrent.

The horses' hooves stepped on the island, and the ground was littered with limbs, and there were people fighting in front of them.

"Warriors, rush!"

The old slave was in high spirits, and suddenly an earth-shattering cannon sound sounded not far away, and the earth trembled, and dozens of iron bullets fell.

"Kill slaves, kill slaves!"

The roar resounded through the sky, shaking the vast sea and sky! R1152