On the morning of the third day, Turg felt that it seemed a bit too much to deceive, and it was better to act like Mr. Lu and play a real and fake play. After making up his mind, he was not willing to use the Mongolian Eight Banners that had a bad thing this time, but remobilized the Han Army Banner under his command, and gave repeated orders and explanations, but he could only feint and not break the city.

After being quiet for many days, there was finally a bustle outside the city again, with war drums and horns. The soldiers of the Han army, who had been resting for many days, had already recovered their bodies, lined up in a dense formation, and went straight to the dilapidated small castle with great vigor and high spirits.

More than a dozen ladders were skillfully built up the city walls, and the Han soldiers carefully climbed the ladders to climb up, but the expected arrows, falling rocks, and rolling logs did not fall, and they were met by the breeze that was not very hot and dry except for the summer morning.

The soldiers of the Han army banner like a flood rushed to the city, and there was no soldier who stood up to resist as far as they could see, and everyone could only keep wandering around the city wall, looking for targets for killing and venting, but the small city wall within a radius of only two or three miles did not even have a ghost shadow after going around for a week. Except for the wind lanterns swaying listlessly in the wind on the city tower, and the tattered Ming army battle flag, the Han army flag soldiers who climbed to the top of the city simply doubted whether this small castle was still under the control of the Ming army.

The momentum of the shouting and killing came to an abrupt end, and Turg, who was watching the battle in the distance, also realized the situation in the city and hurriedly sent someone to ask what was going on. What should he do if he gets an answer that makes Turg or a cluster? Could it be that these people have given up their resistance and their plans to withdraw on their own initiative have failed?

If the Ming army in the city gave up resistance, it must not be able to hide the eyes and ears of the Southern Barbarian Li Xin, right? In this way, Mr. Lu's plan to besiege the city and send reinforcements will not fail? But now that this is the case, we must first investigate what is going on in the city. You can't sit in the siege of the city without knowing it, and you must control the movements of the Ming army in the city.

Do you want your own Han army to pretend to be the Ming army and hide from the world? However, Turg quickly rejected this idea, how could Nanban Li Xin be so stupid and take the bait lightly?

The Han military banner, which received the military order, sent a small group of soldiers down the city wall and entered the city to investigate the situation. They started from the city gate to the city government office and the school field, and the Tibetans could use this to rely on the position of resistance, and carefully searched all the way but found nothing.

"What? There isn't even a ghost in the city? Impossible, probe and report again! ”

The junior colonel who summoned the arraignment wanted to say a few more words, but when he saw Turg's already angry expression, he swallowed back the words that had already reached his lips. He had personally entered the city to inspect the hail before the incident, and he was already very sure that the remnants of the Ming army in the city had disappeared out of thin air. However, due to the authority of Turgegu Mountain, he, a Han Chinese-born banner in the army, has no right to speak at all, and it is common for a person to accidentally touch his head and be punished for losing his head.

Therefore, the Han army banner pretended to carry out a larger search, but the result was still nothing, this time Turge had to believe, immediately let people open the gate of the acropolis, and led the process to find out for himself. The answer was exactly the same as before, and the gang disappeared out of thin air?

This is not in line with common sense, the remnants of the Ming army in the city are all living people, and they don't have three heads and six arms, can they still fly out with wings? But in any case, they are indeed gone.

Just when Turg was in danger, a scout came to report that he had found a caravan at the entrance in the upper reaches of the Yan River, and asked for instructions on what to do.

Although the Manchus went to war against the Ming Dynasty, they were unusually tolerant of the merchants, and they would not plunder them. However, it was a sensitive moment of engagement, and he decided to send someone for questioning before making a decision. However, due to the matter of the town guard, he was distraught and decided to go to see it in person, but was stopped by several subordinates.

This caravan came from Shengjing, relying on the guidance issued by Prince Li, and the deacons of the caravan also answered fluently, all of them were very normal, and there was no suspicious place. But Turg never believed in coincidence, and his intuition told him that this caravan, which suddenly appeared at such a critical moment, must have some plan.

In the midst of Turge's repeated hesitation, the caravan quickly headed south, although an ominous premonition still lingered in his heart, but these people obviously did not care much about the offensive and defensive battle of the Zhenwei guard, he had to comfort himself, as long as these people were not the spies of the Nanban Li Xin, it would be useless to think too much about the rest.

Immediately outside the city, Turg glanced back, this castle that had lost its meaning, and the battle flag of the Ming army swayed and fell like a defeat.

A bold idea took shape in Turg's mind, since the Acropolis had lost its meaning, then he would go and find a place to replace the Acropolis, why hang himself from a tree?

Thinking of this, Turg only felt refreshed, and swept away his previous frustration and depression, "Take the map!" ”

Immediately, a house slave spread out a map north of the Yellow River in the Ming Dynasty, and this brown paper map is actually a simple line outlining the boundaries, and the important cities of the prefecture and county are marked by circles.

Turg stared for a long time, his fingers stretched south along the zigzag lines, and the most severely damaged by him were Datong City and Hunyuan Prefecture, especially the latter, in addition to destroying the iron factory and coal mining county, he also slaughtered more than 100,000 people, which was called a pleasure.

Now think about it carefully, what Mr. Lu said is indeed true, the main force of Nanban Li Xin has come out of the side wall, and the interior of Shanxi is really empty, why not take this opportunity to break through the outer three levels and enter Li Xinkong's hinterland lair, Taiyuan Mansion!

As far as Turg knows, Taiyuan Mansion has a large population, and it is one of the best mansions in Shanxi and even the entire Ming Dynasty, so it must have hoarded a large number of materials...... As soon as he thought of this, Turg was excited, and even if he couldn't take away these goods and things by taking 10,000 steps back, it would be enough for Li Xin and the entire Ming Dynasty to be hurt by setting them on fire.

And his lair was fatally attacked, Nanban Li Xin's mind is probably even more chaotic than breaking the siege of a town guard, right?

After making up his mind, Turg decided to start immediately, he didn't understand many of Ming Ting's moves, such as Hong Chengchou's Xuanfu army, if he had been following him, his partial division would not be so overwhelming. For a moment, he even wanted to lead his troops to break through the Zijing Pass, which had become a ruin, again, and the troops were under the capital of the Ming Dynasty, but after he and Lu Zhifan divided the troops, there were less than 20,000 soldiers in their hands, and even if they went, it was difficult to do anything, so it was better to be pragmatic and take Li Xin's key points directly and cut off one of his fingers!

There are two routes to the south, one is Ningwu Pass, the other is Yanmen Pass, and it is still hesitant to take which road to take.

"Do you want to go to Ningwu or Yanmen?" In a deep voice, Turg repeated the words in his mouth.

At this time, a junior colonel of the Han Army Banner suddenly said like a treasure: "Why don't you leave Gushan to Providence to solve it?" ”

"Providence?"

The little colonel stretched out his finger and pointed to the sky above his head, and spat out two more words prominently.

"Draw lots!"

Turg absolutely believes in the reciprocal way of heaven, since he is hesitant, it is really better to leave it to God to decide, and the idea of drawing lots seems to be good. Immediately asked someone to bring a pen and paper, but the little colonel stopped him and said, "Why should Gushan be so troublesome. At the same time, the little colonel picked up two dry grass stalks from the ground, broke them into two sticks, one long and one short, and hid them in his sleeve.

"The long represents Ningwu Pass, the short represents Yanmen Pass, Gushan is really please!"

Turg hesitated, but still stretched out his hand, and chose one of the grass stalks that only showed a small section in the little school's hand, and drew it out. The little colonel lifted the remaining straw in his hand upward, and after comparing the two, Turge found that he had drawn the long one, and the long one represented Ning Wuguan.

"Ning Wuguan?"

The junior colonel continued: "God's choice of Ningwu Pass is really wonderful, Gushan Ezhen once feinted to attack Ningwu Pass, and the Ming army must have thought that Gushan Ezhen would not attack Guancheng again. Moreover, the Ningwu Pass of the Ming Dynasty has been in dilapidation for a long time after many wars, and it is effortless to win this pass! ”

Turg couldn't help but look up at the colonel of the Han military banner, and secretly admired that there were really not a few people among the Han people who were good at strategy, and immediately thought of promoting and commending them.

"You are very good, what is your position in the army now, and what banner is it?"

When the little colonel heard this, he swept away his previous calmness, and said with a little surprise: "It's not a secret of Gushan Ezhen, it's just Mr. Lu's entourage, and he is not qualified to enter the flag, let alone have any military positions!" ”

After hearing this, Turg felt a pity that such a violent thing and buried in the soil could actually happen in the Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, which was absolutely intolerable, and immediately said to the little school:

"It's not easy to carry the flag, I can promise you now, after I go back, I will show the flag master and let you enter the white flag, how about it?"

The little school's eyes lit up suddenly, and he knelt down to thank him.

"Gushan is really a great kindness, a slave in this life and this life, toothless and unforgettable......"

Turg laughed loudly and stretched out his hands to help the little colonel up.

"Good minion, good minion! If you don't have teeth, you don't have to forget, give advice to Ben Shuai, kill the Nanban Li Xin, get promoted and make a fortune, and you can choose your wife and concubine ......"

Turg's eyes suddenly opened up, as if he had been cleared of the fog, and the army was drawn one after another, but the problems that followed were immediately highlighted. Turg's department is about to run out of food, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty has sent troops to eat in the Ming Dynasty, and now Datong Mansion obviously does not have much supplies, and before that, he only cared about burning, killing and looting, and there was no excess reserves, which highlighted the importance of taking Ningwu Pass.

The army advanced overnight, until the city was dark, obviously unprepared.