Everyone looked at Dong Daqi like fools, if there was grain and grass in these three camps, they would have been taken away by the garrison, Dong Daqi did not believe in evil, and said on the spot that he would take someone to take a look, Ling Jingyang asked him to go around the city, maybe it was really possible to find grain and grass.

After the old steamed bun waited for Dong Daqi to leave, Shen Mystery and Ling Jingyang said: "My lord, these people are all subordinates of Tang Tong's general army, and the squire asked you to be their head, but if Tang Tong's side comes to a general of more than 1,000 generals, will these people run back?" ”

There is no level to say this, Ling Jingyang doesn't want to create chaos in the current enemy, Li Rufeng knows that the old steamed bun is well-intentioned, but he is not worried at all, and said to the old steamed bun: "Old steamed bun, don't worry about it, these people are mothers if they have milk, and they have food, drink and silver here in us, who will go back?" ”

The old steamed bun was topped by Li Rufeng, and the two steamed buns were swallowed dry, almost didn't get angry, he blushed and said to Li Rufeng: "Isn't it good for me to hold the flag, let's not talk about silver here, there is not enough food and drink, why keep them?" ”

Li Rufeng choked, Ling Jingyang smiled, and said: "These people have milk is their mother, then we have to be more ruthless than them, there are those who surrender, kill, those who are unwilling to work hard, chase, this is a big stick, but it also needs sweetness, where does Jiannu get the military salary, isn't it robbed, where do we go to find silver, just grab it from the Tartars." ”

Li Rufeng looked at Ling Jingyang with some uncertainty, and said: "This Jiannu is not like the soldiers of the Ming Guard, they will collapse as soon as they fight, they have the Eight Banners, the Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty, the Eight Banners of Meng, as well as the armored people, the cloth, which people who fought with us just now are the most elite white-armored soldiers, this Jiannu is a hard stubble, we don't have enough manpower, this is a tough confrontation with Jiannu, do you want to think in the long run?" ”

The strength of Jiannu is second to none in East Asia, and Ling Jingyang is not unaware, but now they are the Dashun army, and continuing to fight the local tyrants and divide the land will only make more gentry forces deviate from Germany, making the Dashun army fall into a two-sided war.

After the Battle of Shanhaiguan, the Dashun army fell into the Qing army and the southern Ming army small court attack, Ling Jingyang has no experience in the construction of political power, the existing example is Dashun and Zhang Xianzhong Daxi Army, both are righteous army starts, after decades of development, have become a climate, but they were eventually defeated by the Qing army, obviously impossible to learn from them, Ling Jingyang wants to use a new way, in this last days to break out of the world.

He and Li Rufeng said that Jiannu is powerful, but in the end, he still has to compete with Jiannu for the country, and he can't be afraid of war, Lu Rufeng nodded, and the two of them watched Quan Tiefeng and Leng Rutie leading the soldiers on the city wall, and found a stream outside the city, which was continuously sending water to Tunzi.

Seeing that the old steamed bun really took people to hunt in the woods, Ling Jingyang did not stop him, but he also set a death order for the soldiers in the city, all those outside the city must return to the city before dark tomorrow, and if there are overdue, they will be expelled from the army.

In order to better garrison the Santun camp, Ling Jingyang felt that it was necessary to find out the terrain near the Santun camp, he asked Dong Daqi to garrison the Santun camp, Li Rufeng was more familiar with the Santun camp, and told him that to the north was Hanerzhuang, maybe there were people there with food.

Ling Jingyang took Li Rufeng and Zhang Luofu with them, and hurried to Hanerzhuang, Hanerzhuang is a small village, decades ago, there are still many Ming people living here, after Jiannu became bigger, repeatedly entered the customs and plundered, the Ming people living here suffered greatly and had to migrate to the mainland.

When Ling Jingyang arrived at Han'erzhuang, it was getting late, and he had to light a torch to enter the village, which was in ruins, and there was no trace of human life.

It seems that there is no population and food here, Ling Jingyang decided to spend one night here, Li Rufeng and Ling Jingyang said: "Further east is Xifengkou, in the second year of Chongzhen, Jiannu is to enter the customs from Xifengkou, avoid the imperial court soldiers and horses of Ningyuan and Jinzhou, and break through to Zunhua in one fell swoop, and approach the capital.

Ling Jingyang understood a piece of history, and he said to Li Rufeng: "Ningyuan, Jinzhou has long been lost, and this Xifengkou is already a chicken rib when you think about it. ”

Zhang Luofu lowered his head and burned the fire, throwing pieces of wood into the bonfire to make the fire bigger, and heard Ling Jingyang and Li Rufeng talking about Xifengkou, as well as Ning Yuan, Jinzhou, these terms that the Ming generals were unwilling to mention, and suddenly burst into a loud shout.

"If it weren't.."

suddenly realized that he was now the Dashun Army, and he couldn't speak ill of the Dashun Army anymore, so he still held back his foul language and continued to roast the fire, Li Rufeng knew what he was going to say, and talked to Zhang Luofu that he used to be the Ming Border Army, or the elite troops in the Nine Border Army, and he didn't accept it at night.

As a Ming warrior, Zhang Luofu of course knows the prestige of not collecting at night, this is the elite of the elite of the Ming army, Li Rufeng recalled the years in the border army, the first feeling is hungry, the second feeling is that there is no money in the pocket, and he is often deducted from his salary by Shangguan, and the third feeling is to fight with Dashun, and after fighting Dashun, he has to fight with Jiannu, fight back and forth, and finally become the Dashun army, and also help the Dashun army overthrow the imperial court, and now come to the border again, this time to fight with the Guanning army, maybe also to fight with Jiannu, like this, when is it a head?

Zhang Luofu was still annoyed that Dashun dug the foundation of Daming, forcing Daming to fight on two fronts, and both lines were defeated by Dashun and Jiannu, he was a little unhappy and said: "If Daming only fights with one, who may be in the world?" ”

Li Rufeng didn't think about it, and jumped out of a sentence: "Anyway, don't be surnamed Zhu, we can't be obedient and starve to death at home, right?" ”

Zhang Luofu just wanted to refute him, but Ling Jingyang hurriedly used a blanket to extinguish the bonfire on the ground, and said to the two, "Someone is coming." ”

Zhang Luofu and Li Rufeng also hurriedly extinguished the fire, the bonfire that was bright just now was extinguished instantly, the three of them held their weapons and hid in a private house with only half a wall left, and after a while, there was a sound of horses' hooves in the darkness, followed by a group of infantry soldiers, because the night was dark, Ling Jingyang could not see the equipment and dress of this army clearly, but he heard from the sound that there were at least dozens of people in this army.

The palms and backs of the three of them were sweaty, for fear that this army was stationed in Hanerzhuang, hiding behind the wall for a while, the sound of horses' hooves gradually faded away, thinking that this army had finally left, Ling Jingyang and others quietly climbed out from behind the wall, as soon as they showed their heads, they quickly retracted their heads, in front of them, there were more than a dozen soldiers with scimitars, carefully looking at the extinguished bonfire on the ground, they seemed to find that there were other people here.

With Li Rufeng and Zhang Luofu two masters here, Ling Jingyang decided to strike first, shout lightly, kill!

The three of them rushed out from behind the wall and killed the enemy, more than a dozen people next to the bonfire immediately pulled out their weapons and killed Ling Jingyang and others, Ling Jingyang and the stupid woman opened the situation with a sneak attack, taking the advantage, the first wave of attacks took the lives of six enemies, and the remaining seven enemies hurriedly gathered together.

In the dark night, everyone couldn't see each other clearly, but they all knew that they had to kill these people in front of them to be able to live, Ling Jingyang drank again, raised his knife and fell, killing the enemy in front of him, Zhang Luofu and Li Rufeng attacked from both sides, the enemy lost and resisted, still not three opponents, they were killed one by one, and finally there was only one person left kneeling on the ground and praying for life.

Zhang Luofu took a closer look, the man suddenly pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and stabbed Zhang Luofu's neck fiercely, Ling Jingyang's eyes were quick, and he threw out the big knife in his hand forcefully, splitting the person's forehead, Zhang Luofu was almost killed by a sneak attack, and he was angry and cut off the enemy's head with a knife.

After destroying all the enemies, Li Rufeng pulled on the corpses for a while, and found that these corpses were all dressed as Jiannu troops, and each head was braided with money rat tails, he said: "These people should belong to Baoyi, no one is wearing armor, and those who are riding horses in front are the real Jiannu." ”

Zhang Luofu thanked Ling Jingyang for saving his life, and said with admiration: "My lord, there are only three or five Jiannu in front, should we catch up and kill them." ”

"No, since Jiannu is here, there will definitely be other Jiannu troops nearby, let's hurry back and defend the Santun camp."

"Isn't it death to defend the Santun camp at this time?"

Li Rufeng did not agree with sticking to the Santun camp, but Ling Jingyang knew that the Shanhaiguan War was about to break out, and the three armies were fighting, and no one could take care of the small fortress of the Santun camp, on the contrary, if they did not garrison the Santun camp, their army would be transferred to the front line, fight with the Guanning army, and be attacked by Jiannu, even if they had nine lives, they might not be able to come back alive.

But he couldn't tell Li Rufeng these things, Ling Jingyang thought that Zuo Maotai didn't rush back to Jizhou, even if he told Li Zicheng that Jiannu and Wu Sangui colluded together, Li Zicheng and other senior generals of the Dashun Army didn't think that Jiannu would enter the customs so quickly, Ling Jingyang once again felt the lag of the intelligence system, obviously updated intelligence than others, and opened the eye of the sky, but because of his low status and slow intelligence, he watched the Dashun Army being defeated by the Guarining Army and the Qing Army.

The more Ling Jingyang thought about it, the more angry he became, his eyes gradually became sharper, and after Li Rufeng saw it, he immediately stopped squeaking, and the three of them rode on their war horses and rushed to the Santun camp.

......

In the Santun camp, Dong Daqi led more than a dozen soldiers to find food in every street, every house, and every warehouse in the tunzi, and the effort paid off, and in an abandoned warehouse, he really let him find some grain and move all the grain out, and his subordinates told him that there were more than 100 stones of brown rice, more than 20 catties of salt, and some meat products such as jerky.

Dong Daqi hurriedly summoned the old steamed buns, as well as the soldiers and horses of the headquarters who followed Ling Jingyang at the beginning, the old steamed buns returned from hunting outside the city, Dong Daqi told him that there was food in the city, and he took more than ten veterans such as Wang Chengen and Zhu Youzhen, holding bird guns to guard the grain.

The soldiers who fetched water outside the city also went back to the city to rest after dark, and they picked up water for an afternoon, and their shoulders were exhausted.

The atmosphere in the city gradually became weird, all kinds of gossip spread in the city, what Jiannu was about to enter the customs, and the main force of the Dashun army was on the way to help, and a few people actually tried to support the respected people to stand on their own, threatening that Li Zicheng could be the emperor, can't they?

These people gathered together in twos and threes, and the terrible danger of human words began to be revealed, Quan Tiefeng and Leng Rutie were just generals, and they were also low-level officers of the general banner before, because there were too many casualties among the officers and soldiers in the army, and they were promoted to generals a month ago, seeing their subordinates getting together and muttering, the two of them were helpless, who made them all hungry?

The basis of all kinds of gossip is that there is no food, and the soldiers' tone is gradually agitated, and if they are allowed to continue, before Ling Jingyang returns, the city will be in chaos.

At this time, Zhu Youzhen and Lao Mantou suggested that each person be given a handful of brown rice, and then set up a cauldron in the parade field, burying the pot in front of the soldiers to make rice, giving the soldiers confidence, and also creating a signal that there is no shortage of food in the city, so that the rumors will not disappear?

Dong Daqi didn't wait for the old steamed bun to think, said that this was okay, took his subordinates to carry the sack, came to the east gate, and gave a handful of brown rice to each Dongmen soldier, the sound of the east gate drum was suddenly silent, and the old steamed bun was not willing to lag behind, followed in the footsteps of Dong Daqi, and Zhu Youzhen and others carried the sack to the west gate, and also gave each of the West Gate soldiers a handful of brown rice, and the West Gate suddenly broke out with joyful voices.

With food, Quan Tiefeng and Leng Rutie also put their hearts at ease, the soldiers rebelled in recent years, and the most people who died were these low-level officers, and the two of them came to Dong Daqi, Dong Daqi was also real, stuffed half a bag of brown rice into the hands of the two, and said: "This is the flag for me to give you." ”

In fact, Ling Jingyang didn't know that Dong Daqi distributed food at all, Dong Daqi did this to gather popularity for Ling Jingyang, all iron wind, and Ling Rutie were also veteran oilers, how could they not know what Dong Daqi meant, and swore in front of the moon that he would go to the soup for Lord Ling in the future, and he would never give up.

The soldiers of the three battalions were excited to bury the pot and make rice, and soon after, Amen also saw Wang Chengen and others set up a big iron pot in the parade field, and the prey from the old steamed bun was disemboweled, and after that, all of them were thrown into the pot and stewed over high heat, and the aroma of the meat soon spread, and many people smelled the fragrance, and the fear of garrisoning the lonely city also went away.

Outside the Santun camp, twenty Bayala stared deadly, they were the most elite soldiers of the Qing Dynasty, whether it was the Ming army or the Korean soldiers, they were all one as ten, but today they lost some people in these three battalions, and also lost a foot military academy, Ao Bai did not want to waste valuable troops here, rushed back to Shanhaiguan with the main force, and left twenty Bayala here, the task was to provide the main force with information on the Dashun army.

The leader was the striker Colonel Longen, who also smelled the smell of meat in the city, and said to his subordinates: "Ah, I haven't eaten barbecue for a long time. ”

A few days ago, under the order of the regent Dorgon, they almost entered the pass at a wild speed, almost did not rebel, and finally entered the pass from Xifengkou, their army is just the vanguard force, and there are thousands of soldiers and horses will enter the pass from Xifengkou tonight.

Long En can imagine that this small three-battalion tun, in the face of thousands of Eight Banners Iron Army, will definitely surrender without a fight, and ordinary soldiers will surrender, he will accept it, but the officers of the Dashun Army in the city have to die, who let them kill several Bayala today?