Wu Dayong is a hundred households along the border of Datong, and his jurisdiction is nothing more than a dilapidated fort, in which about 200 families live, with a population of only 1,500 people.

In the entire fort, the old and young masters add up to only about 800 people, and there are only five or six hundred people when the young and strong are full.

Military households and military households are soldiers who farm when they are busy, and they are the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty when they fight.

His own 100 households, not so much leading these 500 so-called officers and soldiers, are 500 ordinary people.

Among these people, they are much more skilled with hoes than with knives.

Every autumn and winter, when patrolling, there are always some people who carry baskets of eggs to find his hundred households, thinking that they can organize their elderly men or twelve or thirteen-year-old sons into the official army to patrol together, and get a share of money and food, even if it is less.

Every autumn and winter, taking advantage of the cat winter, Wu Dayong takes these five hundred old and young masters to patrol along the wall, and go all over the world to find the Mongolian people who secretly climbed over the wall.

Most of these Mongolian people are from small tribes nearby, and they are also poor.

Wu Dayong remembered that many of them didn't even have arrows, and some even used bone arrows.

Every year in winter, their days are not easy to pass, often take advantage of the dark to touch in from some small passes, and then take the opportunity to make a fortune, take everything.

Sometimes if you are lucky, you can meet a dozen Mongolian people, which is simply blessed by God, and this is to give yourself credit.

A person has five taels of silver for his head, and in the end he can have at least two taels in his hands, where can he find such a good deal.

However, such an opportunity is hard to come by.

When the thieves of the Mongols rode their horses and ran fast, and the arrows were accurate, when they saw that there were many people on their side, they ran away with their horses, but they could not catch them.

But this year is different, Wu Dayong doesn't run around, he honestly stays in the fort, and he trains desperately every day, and many people complain about it.

More than a month ago, the emperor personally drove the expedition and transferred more than 100,000 troops to the front line, saying that it was a Warat people who went to fight.

In order to increase the world, Wu Dayong also itched in his heart, what should these hundreds of thousands of horses look like?

He looked for an opportunity to follow the past, and saw that the emperor's men and horses were in full swing, and there was no end in sight, and when he crossed the pass, he walked for a day from early in the morning to the sunset.

But after all, it was going to be a big battle, Wu Dayong felt a little unsteady, and he pooled money with a few surrounding hundreds of households to invite thousands of adults to have a drink, wanting to explore the wind.

At the wine table, Shangguan burped, talking about the elite of the Beijing Division, except for the emperor Laozi, those princes, marquises, and big officials all came.

Warat's side also panicked, and gathered 70,000 or 80,000 people from various tribes to fight against the emperor.

Wu Dayong was stunned when he heard it, obediently, hundreds of thousands of people are fighting, what kind of battle should this be.

Shangguan said that if this battle is won, these Mengren people will all have to be honest to see who dares to enter the customs and rob? Can't kill him.

Wu Dayong also felt a little pity, if there were no these Mongolian people in the future, this reward would be gone, where to find credit in the future.

Wu Dayong lived a very stable life for more than a month, and the Mongolian people along the line did not come to loot again, but when he felt a little useless as a hero.

Not long after Ke'an's birthday, Shangguan suddenly came with an order that he, the fort, should take out 200 people to Datong to prevent Wara Gong from attacking Datong.

Wu Dayong was confused, didn't the imperial court have hundreds of thousands of troops fighting in Tumubao and Wara, why did he have to send troops to reinforce Datong.

He asked people to go to several nearby guards and stockades to inquire, and they all received orders, the larger ones were transferred five or six hundred people, and the smaller ones were two or three hundred.

Wu Dayong didn't dare to disobey the orders from above, and watched the two hundred or so people under his command leave, and then looked at the remaining three hundred or so, his heart was empty.

Not long after, he was told that the army had been defeated at Tumu Fort and that even the emperor had been captured.

Wu Dayong was stunned, he remembered that the hundreds of thousands of troops at the beginning were all elites from the Beijing Division, how could there be a battle that they couldn't win?

Then, bad news came almost every day.

It is said that the Warat people took His Majesty to the outside of Datong City, and they were about to attack Datong.

Some people say that the imperial court sent troops from all over the country to fight a decisive battle with the Warats and regain the emperor.

There are also people who swear that the imperial court wants to negotiate peace with Warat, and they want to give Warat countless gold and silver treasures.

What's more, it is said that it is the imperial court Datong, Xuanfu, and all the people in the vicinity were ceded to Wara in exchange for the emperor.

Wu Dayong didn't have such an awareness that he didn't believe in rumors or spread rumors, and these news made him even more frightened.

Soon, word came from above, telling them to prepare their forts for an attack by Warat.

It also said that the people could first take refuge in the nearby Daguan.

Wu Dayong knew that it was a bad dish.

He first told the people in his fort the original news, but few people left.

There was no way, Wu Dayong could only strengthen the fortress wall and gate, train desperately, prepare supplies, and at the same time beg the heavens, don't meet the Warat people.

But God, I shouldn't have heard his heart.

Soon, he met the Warats.

These Warats are completely different from the Mongols they have met before, they are not afraid of death, and the guys in their hands are better than their own.

Fortunately, there were not many people, but the number one hundred and ten people were leaning against the fort wall and defending it to the death.

When these Warats saw that they had not tasted any sweetness, they withdrew.

Standing on the fortress wall, Wu Da was sweating profusely, and he was doing everything on his body.

Escape from death, really escape from death.

He looked at the dead and wounded fifty or sixty people on his side, and his heart was so cool......

This time I held it, but what about next time?

Wu Dayong didn't dare to think about it.

He applied to Qianhu several times to see if he could increase the number of troops, even one hundred or two hundred more would be good.

Qianhu simply refused, saying that the imperial court itself did not have enough troops now.

Since Shangguan can't count on it, he has to count on himself.

He bumped into several surrounding passes and hundreds of households in the walled fort, and it was obvious that everyone was frightened.

In the end, a few of them made an appointment that once they encountered a situation that they could not cope with, they would report as soon as possible, and the nearby stockade would immediately go over for reinforcements.

Only in this way can Wu Dayong have a sense of security.

Among them, the guards of the next pass have high hopes.

He has the most men and horses in his hands, and he is also the most refined, and he is the hope of everyone.

The guard was not ambiguous, saying that once there was a situation, he would definitely bring someone to arrive immediately.

Afterward?

Then the guard died.

It took only an hour for thousands of people to climb up the wall.

Later, Wu Dayong took someone to touch and see, and his head was cut off and hung on the wall, and there were corpses everywhere, dried blood, and charred ruins......

Wu Dayong cried on the spot with this seven-foot-tall man.

The stockade was burned to the ground, most of the people were taken captive, and some lucky ones hid and were brought back by Wu Dayong.

Wu Dayong didn't even bother to bury the corpse, and packed up all the materials that could be used, food, medicinal materials, firearms, swords, etc., and fled back to his fort with the people.