Chapter 175 Hit the Naturalization City

Yuan Chonghuan did not rush to attack Guihua City. He put his core of 2,000 people on the front line, and the newly reorganized troops in the back, just waiting for the arrival of Sun Chuanting's brigade.

The city lord of Naturalization City, Pu Ribu, stood anxiously on top of the half-finished city wall, looking at the leisurely black-clothed army outside.

"This is not the army of the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty does not have a black-clothed army. Who knows where these people come from? ”

He was very irritable, and kicked the man who was carrying bricks up the city from the wooden shelf. The crowd next to him looked at him dumbfounded.

Yuan Chonghuan surrounded Sanque and left the city gate to the south. The banner-bearing messengers in the city did not survive more than three hundred paces beyond the gates, where a feathered arrow was stuck in the ground as a distance measure.

No negotiations, no dialogue, no offense.

Until Sun Chuanting's carriage arrived outside the city. It is like a huge theater in later generations, with 30,000 people like the audience and 800 like actors. Facing an army of 4,000 men in the city, he took the lead in attacking. And Yuan Chonghuan also performed this battle to the point of gorgeousness.

Catapults threw canisters filled with fire oil into the ranks of the Naturalized City defenders, followed by sneering explosives packets. The opponent's battle formation is too dense, and the creeps in charge of the catapult direction don't even need to aim, just throw everything at hand in front of them.

Rumble...... Rumble......

In addition to lethality, black powder showed its greatest characteristics in the era of cold weapons - roar and fire. Then there was round after round of rifle volleys, and countless blood flowers bloomed on the horses and bodies of the city defenders.

"Don't mess up, don't mess up." The leader of the city defense army shouted in vain. It's okay if he doesn't scream, but as soon as he does, more people try to break away from the core of the battlefield, thus leaving their vests to the Ming army.

Yuan Chonghuan waved his hand to stop the firing of the firearms, and the five hundred cavalry that had already been prepared waved their sabers, like a sharp kitchen knife, smoothly cut into the white and tender tofu on the eucalyptus board, and instantly divided the city defense army into countless small pieces. At this time, in the eyes of those standing outside the battlefield, the number of Ming troops seemed to be more than the city defense army.

In an instant, all the city defenses seemed to collapse. Everyone has only one thought - to escape.

Yuan Chonghuan said to the two Mongolian generals standing beside him.

"Each of you will bring a new army, and in five hours, it is impossible to completely crush the enemy who has been dispersed, so that they will not dare to look at it for three years."

Then he said to his own soldiers:

"Five hundred men in black entered the city, and for five hours, they left nothing but my people. Inform the auxiliaries and prepare for the handover of supplies. ”

The actors have all left the stage, but the surrounding audience is still dumbfounded.

Is this Merlin's power?

Or did these people master the power of the gods?

It seems that those who are still looking for a new tribe by the Tuotuo River can be called back?

In any case, Bao Enya's work went much smoother. Originally, they were all women and children, and there was no one who looked down on anyone, but some small frictions and small opportunisms would always be there.

But just now, with Bao Enya's orders, the ranks of more than 30,000 civilians seemed to have become as obedient as the army.

"Kill the sheep!"

Sun Chuanting sighed. He also knew that these sheep might be the only hope and skill for these herders. However, he was even more reluctant to turn the new city into a large sheepfold for sheep.

"After killing the sheep, they went into the city in groups. All food and drink are managed in a unified manner, and the government of Guihua City provides a large pot of rice. "There is no way, even if the grain is distributed, without sheep dung, these people can't even make a fire.

Yuan Chonghuan did not enter the city, and he unloaded almost all his explosives and portable Franc machine guns at the head of the city. He left only light horses and rifles.

"Take everything you can with you." Sun Chuanting knew that Yuan Chonghuan would face much greater pressure than himself in the future.

"No need." Yuan Chonghuan has his own ideas.

"These things are good, but they can't raise the army into losers, and they can't fight without gunpowder. I used to fight with the Manchurians for speed this time, and it was not good to bring too many things. I will not go into the city, but I will leave six hundred men for you, and I will take the rest with me. ”

Sun Chuanting didn't persuade much, he understood that he and Yuan Chonghuan couldn't tolerate failure here.

"After all, I'm closer to you than you are, so if you can't do it, I'll call some more." Sun Chuanting comforted Yuan Chonghuan, plus I still have this small city, I can always resist a little more.

Yuan Chonghuan looked at him with disdain,

"I have no opinion that the imperial court is gradually getting better this year, but you really think that I, Yuan Chonghuan, don't know your family background. The grain from the first crop of this year's military tun has not yet been put into storage. Okay, you're welcome. ”

"If you fail, run back. No one has lost a few battles yet, so there is no shame. When I turned back to the Jinluan Palace, I will carry it for you. ”

"Done." Yuan Chonghuan arched his hand.

Early the next morning, before the people outside the city had fully entered the city, Yuan Chonghuan had already set off with his army all the way to the depths of the desert.

Sun Chuanting, who was standing at the head of Naturalization City, also put away his last smile.

Seven days later............

The night he sent out was not collected, and finally followed the blood and fire, and found the Jianzhou people Bakr and Bo Baijun.

Dressed in wolf skins, Mo Jiajia stared at the burning bonfire not far from the upper wind. He bowed his head, took a sip of wine from the soft skin pouch in his arms with wheat straw, took it in his mouth, and gently moved his hands and feet.

He didn't dare to drink too much, and his master told him that drinking alcohol to warm his body was an illusion. It's not bad to take a sip or two to refresh yourself, but if you drink a little more, the heat in your body will lose more in this cold wind.

He sent his deputy back to report the news as soon as possible, and now he was left alone. This doesn't fit the rules of the night, but there's no way around it. The steppe was so big that a hundred and fifty brethren were scattered, and only their group was lucky enough to meet the Lord.

"No matter what, we have to drag these people so that they can't go too fast."

Mo Jiajia lay in the yellow grass today, watched the whole process of the seven or eight hundred people's charge, and then made up his mind that no matter what, he couldn't let them catch up with his brigade so smoothly. Always leave a little time for the Naturalization City to prepare. But fortunately, it seems that the current march direction of this group of people is still the location of the original Duoyan tribe.

"Cut with the yellow, cut with the yellow"

Behind Mo Jiajia, there were a few cuckoo calls, and this kind of sound was only found in the Central Plains, let alone chirping in this dark night. The Mongols couldn't tell the difference between the Jianzhou braids, but Mo Jiajia heard it very clearly.

He glanced again at the snoring camp, which twisted against the ground and touched the hills not far behind him.

"Cut with the yellow, cut with the yellow"

He pulled out the whistle in his mouth and listened to the response from the other side, and then he was relieved. After a while, I saw more than a dozen pairs of black eyes.

"Got it right?" The other party dragged him into the circle of people, and handed over a pot of water first.

"No problem. I can see the braids of the Houjin people clearly. ”

"Forty-nine, forty-eight, the two of you will return to Huacheng now and tell Master Sun the current location of the people from Jianzhou." In the darkness, two people left in a hurry.

"Three-two, three-three, you continue to the assembly point and wait for the others to come back." Two more walked.

These patted Mo Jiajia on the shoulder: "Twelve, you sleep for a while, and then we will do it when the sky is almost dawn." From today onwards, we will make them feel terrified of their journey. ”

After midnight, Jiannu began to get up one after another, left the camp far away, untied his leather robe, and peed against the wind in the grassland.

They, like the beasts, weren't used to going to a place where someone had peed again, as if it had been marked. As a result, the team of seven or eight hundred people, the peeing people also went farther and farther. When the sky turned from inky blue to light blue, the opportunity for the night to stay overnight finally arrived.

A Jiannu was almost on top of them.

The leaders took out a clay pot filled with fire oil and smashed it directly on the back of Jiannu, who was peeing. Then, a small torch made of dry grass was thrown at him.

Wow......

Animal fat, which was mixed with food fat, and oil mixed with phosphorus powder, met an open flame and burned in an instant. It was only the leather jacket that started to burn. By the time Kennu felt that the taste was wrong, the flames had already burned his hat with a long animal tail, and at once it covered his whole body.

Yes...... Yes......

Seemingly inexperienced, the one howled and rushed to his camp.

"Let's go!" The team leader who didn't close the night glanced at it, and didn't seem to be interested in this simple and crude fire bull trick.

And the people of Jianzhou, who were awakened by the sound of shouts and footsteps, looked up and saw a scene that they could never forget. A companion who was about to be burned to the ground rushed over with a howl. It was as if he was going to grab something.

Someone tried to rush up to help him extinguish the flames on his body, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, the flames burned to his hands.

This one rushed left and right in his camp, and the people next to him were only constantly dodging.

Until the last moment, he rushed to the gate of the camp with all his might, exhaled his last breath, and then threw himself on the ground.

Bakir, who heard the news, was not dressed properly, and ran out barefoot and wearing a leather robe. Then, he saw his own soldiers being burned alive outside his door.

"Who!"

Annoyed, Bakr pulled out his waist knife and cut off the pillars of the tent with a single blow.

Amid the terrible cries of women coming from the tent, she snatched the torch from the hand of the person next to her and threw it on top of the tent. Seeing that the tent was also bursting with fire, he turned over and shouted loudly.

"Go, avenge our brother! Cut off the heads of the next tribe of ninety-nine people and avenge our brothers! ”

In an instant, hundreds of soldiers followed Bakkel and rushed into the distance.

Bo Bojun didn't stop it, anyway, there was no such thing, and it was very difficult to stop Bakr from killing people. For Houjin, destruction is always more powerful than construction.

This time it was a small tribe, or not even a tribe, probably forty or fifty people. However, for the sake of these forty or fifty people, they had already run a hundred and ten miles.

This time it was so strong that it directly burned down all the Mongol tents, and Bakr had no choice but to sit in the open air for the night.

"Why don't we go directly to the Duoyan tribe?" Bo asked, handing him the leather bag containing mare's milk wine.

Buckle looked at him with slanted eyes and said with a little disdain:

"These kinds of days remind me of my father. We are not like you. For us, such days are called days. If they were all like those in Beijing, they would have turned the eagles flying in the sky into hens that hatched. ”

"But do we want to give an explanation to the flag owner? Even the best hunter needs a brave hound. We can't kill all the dogs on the prairie that have been submissive to us. At that time............ "Bob didn't know what to say. Except for the banner owner, no one can control these red-eyed people.

A man with a hammer, in his eyes, the world is full of nails that can be smashed.

"Hahaha, Bao Changshi, it seems that you are also very suitable for the court in that palace that kills people with your mouth. You don't know, when the wind and snow come, it all looks white. But when the wild geese fly back, there will still be fish in the river and deer in the forest, so shouldn't we be hunters, sheep herders, and farmers who farm the land? Look at Houjin, there has never been a farmer, isn't there still a glutinous rice to eat? ”

Bob didn't speak, he knew that this revenge wouldn't last long under Backer's bloody suppression. Or run farther away, or die, and there will be no one left, and there will be revenge there?

"I am the marching chief, and you are the commander of the march. How to march into the war, then you must have the final say. ”

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a different neighing sound of pain from the horses.

"Zahan, go and see what's wrong with the horses."

"Okay!"

The big man lying at the feet of Bakr spit out the grass roots in his mouth and walked towards the horse pen.

Then he saw a little boy dressed in Mongolian clothes, who was stabbing the outermost horse in the neck, and when he saw himself coming, he turned over and rode away on a horse.

And while they weren't paying attention, there were already three or four horses with bloody and painful howls.

"Stop! Bakr, there are Mongol horse thieves. ”

"Follow me!"

Bakr's men were undoubtedly fierce, Zahan shouted, and immediately four or five people who came with him also untied the reins, and instantly chased in the direction of the Mongolian child.

As he got closer, a man was about to shoot an arrow with a bow, but was stopped by Zahan.

"Catch alive, catch alive."

At this time, this is exactly their best entertainment after dinner.

"Here, ready."

Mo Jiajia nervously tugged at the long rope and stared closely at the path ahead. Dense bushes and gravel on both sides, only the narrow road that the Lehrer cart pressed out just through the forest.

Fifteen's riding skills were good, and he disguised himself as a Mongol still had the strength to look back, and just as the eyes of the pursuers behind him were in sight, he sped over the path.

Rumble......

The Mojia rope was pulled a little early, and the mine exploded less than a meter in front of the horse.

Captain Hong next to him glanced at him, and without thinking about it, the grenades in front of him were thrown out in bundles of four. No sooner had Zahan, who had thrown the frightened horse to the ground, stood up than he saw a bundle of black things, sneering at the flames, and exploding in front of him.

"Don't!" Seeing that the fifteenth who came back reflexively still had to mend the knife, Hong Si hurriedly stopped him.

"Forgot what the teacher said? A wounded enemy is far better than a dead one. Look at these five which one is not fatal, cripple him, don't kill him. ”

The others seemed to have either broken arms or legs, and only Zahan could still shake his head, kneel on the ground, and crawl forward with all his might. Fifteen screamed, holding up his knife and stabbing Zahan in the ass.

It was two hours before Bakr led his team to find the place.

Everyone else had died of blood loss, and only Zahan was still dragging his bleeding intestines and squirming forward.

"Zahan!"

Bakr flew down from his horse and put his arms around his own soldiers.

After looking at her injuries, he said loudly to Zahan.

"Don't worry, Zahan, I will definitely find a hundred Mongols and a hundred Mongol women on the steppe as I did with Kala, and kill them for you to bury."

As he spoke, he twisted Zahan's neck.

Bob didn't get angry, he just kept sniffing around, like a hound, as if he had smelled a familiar smell. Did the Mongols do it? How can it smell so much the same as that emitted by a large merry firearm?

"Bakker, Bakker, I think there's a conspiracy here......"

Bakr didn't even look at him, just got on his horse and left.

He had no choice but to look at his own soldier, Suritai.

"Suritai, shouldn't we figure it out before acting?"

Suritai stroked his chest and said:

"Changshi, it's not important to figure it out now, according to our rules, we should retaliate first."

"Revenge on whom? To whom to take revenge? Didn't Bakr know that we should now set out for the Duoyan tribe without turning our eyes? ”

"Of course he knows, but Changshi, you shouldn't stop him at this time. The people who died in the morning and now are Bakir's own soldiers, and if he doesn't find a place for everyone to vent and vent, no one will die for him in the future. Long history. ”

"Okay."

Bao Bojun finally understood that he had always been a Ming person, not a Jianzhou person. It has nothing to do with the clothes, and it has nothing to do with the hairstyle. This kind of thing is something that is deeply imprinted in everyone's blood, and it is not clear to say, but it can be seen clearly.

The information that was not received at night would only be transmitted to Sun Chuanting alone, and he pinched the report, and began to have some other emotions in his heart like Yuan Chonghuan.

Fang Yuling did not go with Yuan Chonghuan because of his injury, but was left by Sun Chuanting's side.

"Fang Baihu, now am I not going to let Ye take it back?" Judging from the news that came back, the more than 60 people who were sent out had all followed behind the Jianzhou people. From time to time, through poisoning, explosions, and assassinations, the people of Jianzhou have taken countless detours. However, Sun Chuanting also knew that what was not specifically stated in the news was a huge sacrifice that did not receive at night.

"We'll have at least twenty more days, Admiral." Fang Yuling also knew Sun Chuanting's thoughts, but now he couldn't choose not to accept it at night.

"There's no cement, Admiral, you don't have to rush anymore."

"It's useless, now the cement recipe is still in the hands of the household, and the master craftsman is already on the way."

"But ......" Fang Yuling couldn't say anything, how could it be faster to send someone over.

"Let the whole city go up to the city walls, and let go of all the food to eat." Sun Chuanting made up his mind.

"As long as you can get through this wave, the rest will be easy. I have already arranged for the new army allocated by Inspector Sun to Datong to be diverted to Naturalization City, and I don't know if I have received the letter and whether I can catch up. ”

There is no way around this, and the person delivering the letter may be bitten to death by a wolf on the way. In order to ensure the smooth flow of information, all that can be done is to send three or four waves of different people to send the same message.

Since Yuan Chonghuan disappeared into the vast wilderness, there has not been the slightest message.

"Even if General Yuan succeeds, it is estimated that it will take more than ten days." Fang Yuling looked at the sand table.

The Jianzhou army of nearly 1,000 people was a tough battle for this new city with a defending army of less than 1,000 men.