After listening to Fan Wencheng's words, Huang Taiji stared closely at the Han man in front of him, who had always been very important.

I have to admit it.

If you want to defeat the Ming army, this is the best way.

Expelling the Han people to rush into the Han people's camp is not poisonous.

But this strategy was still thought up by a Han Chinese. Since ancient times, the Han people have been very united in the face of foreigners, but there will always be some talented traitors.

What a strange people.

"Get up."

Fan Wencheng, who was kneeling on the ground, breathed a sigh of relief. With his understanding of Huang Taiji, his strategy was adopted.

Sure enough, Huang Taiji didn't care about eating, and immediately invited Mang Gurtai and Dai Shan.

"Kendou, you elaborate on your strategy."

Fan Wencheng kowtowed to the two of them and said slowly.

"Right now, there are 30,000 Han people in Zunhua City, and we can let them attack the Ming army."

"Do you mean to let the Han people rush into battle, and we will follow closely behind, rushing into the enemy line and slashing and slashing? There's a fart, the armor of the life is so thick, you can't win if you don't fight? Before he could finish speaking, Mang Gurtai rudely interrupted him.

"Don't worry. The idea of a minion is more than that. There were not only people in Zunhua City, but also fire oil and explosives. Instead, they poured fire oil on the bodies of the people, and carried explosives behind them. Push them into the enemy line, find hundreds of warriors who are good at archery, and shoot rockets into the enemy's camp. ”

Fan Wencheng's bruised face revealed respect, and he couldn't tell that he was facing the person who beat him yesterday.

After listening to Fan Wencheng's words, Dai Shan and Mang Gurtai glanced at each other.

Damn it, treat your own people harsher than we do!

"What if these people don't want to rush into battle?"

"Don't they have families?"

Mang Gurtai stopped talking.

Huang Taiji looked at Dai Shan and Mang Gurtai with satisfaction.

Still beep?

Although he was also a little shocked when he heard Fan Wencheng's plan, it did not prevent him from thinking that it was a good plan.

"If the two brothers don't have an opinion, let's act according to the plan?"

The two shook their heads.

What else is there to say.

Then several people split up and drove all the people in the city together. Take the family as a unit and pick out the young and strong inside. Point out who is the son and who is the father.

Fan Wencheng also ordered the quilts of each family to be taken off the beds, wrapped in explosives, and tied up with ropes.

This was the inspiration he got from the "10,000 enemies" thrown down from the city during the Battle of Ningyuan.

As for what the quilt was on, it was no longer in his consideration.

Furthermore, do you still need to cover a quilt when you die?

When Jiannu was busy in the city, the Ming army was not idle.

Prevent the Jiannu in the city from moving west or south.

Zhang Weixian divided the army into two parts, one of 40,000, stationed in the northwest corner of Zunhua City, with an interval of three miles in between, and Zunhua City was in a horn trend.

After the first two hearty victories, Zhang Weixian felt that the blood of his ancestors in his body had awakened, and he was about to become a generation of celebrities through the ages!

On this day, the two parties were at peace.

Zhang Weixian is not in a hurry, because the materials transported by Zhu Youzhen are already on the way.

Huang Taiji can't be in a hurry, and the CD time for the ultimate move has not yet arrived.

The next morning, the sky was bright.

Jiannu began to act, opened the city gate and went out of the city.

Huang Taiji can be described as an elite all this time.

There were 20,000 infantry, 16,000 cavalry, and 8,000 Mongol cavalry.

They were led by himself, Dai Shan, Mang Gurtai, Yue Tuo and other Baylors.

Zilharang led 6,000 soldiers of the Eight Banners to sit in the city to prevent the Ming army from taking advantage of the weakness. It was Zilharang who took the initiative to ask for help, and he was already scared of the firearms of the Ming army.

All the actions of Jiannu naturally could not escape the detection of the Ming army.

A bad premonition rose in Zhang Weixian's heart.

When he saw the Jiannu infantry driving the people towards his camp, he verified what he thought.

Jiannu launched a tentative attack, sending two teams of men.

The two teams were 10,000 each, consisting of 3,000 people, 1,000 warlords, and 1,000 archers, plus the last 5,000 cavalry.

Three thousand people pushed their shields and quickly rushed towards the two phalanxes of the Ming army.

"Grandpa, what should I do?" Huang Degong asked Zhang Weixian on the walkie-talkie.

Zhang Weixian is also numb at the moment, he has armor, artillery and muskets, and he is not afraid of a hard confrontation with Jiannu. The shield carts pushed by the common people were not worth mentioning under the power of artillery. But what about the people behind him?

That's all Han Chinese!

Although he didn't care if these people lived or died, not caring and blatantly ordering to shoot were two different things. Even if the war is won, those civilian officials will have to impeach themselves to death.

He reported the incident to Zhu Youzhen via radio.

Zhu Youzhen's reply was to let him act in his rights and interests and try not to hurt the people.

"The musketeers retreated, and the infantry stepped forward." Zhang Weixian made a decision, he could not order the shooting of these unarmed Han civilians. In fact, even if an order is given, it may not be well enforced. It is not an easy task to make these new peasants-turned-soldiers shoot their own compatriots ruthlessly.

Soon, the formation changed, and the infantry pushed to the front.

Huang Taiji in the distance didn't hear the movement of muskets and artillery for a long time, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was right.

This is a nation that values honor, and it is a great crime to harm compatriots!

Jiannu is getting closer and closer.

Three hundred steps, two hundred steps, one hundred steps, fifty steps.

Close enough to see the desperate expressions on the faces of the people pushing the carts.

What does it taste like?

The Ming army in the front row smelled a pungent smell.

Immediately after that, they knew something.

The people pushing the shield cart abandoned the shield cart and rushed towards the Ming army camp with painful faces. They didn't dare not rush, and the people behind them had already been hacked to death by the Overseers.

Jiannu divided them into small teams, teams of ten. If one person retreats or escapes, the entire team's family will be killed. They don't know if their families will survive after rushing, but if they don't, they will definitely die.

This is a multiple-choice question with no correct answer.

But at this time, it was handed over to them, who usually had difficulty even eating enough.

Ming Jun was stunned.

The raised steel knife did not fall, allowing the group of people with the pungent smell of quilts on their backs to rush into the camp.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Seeing that the plan had worked, the Jiannu in the back immediately ordered the arrows to be released!

Rocket!

When Zhang Weixian saw the rocket soaring into the air, he knew it was broken!

The rocket crossed a parabola and fell into the camp of the Ming infantry, and the moment it touched the oil oil, flames rose into the air. The people became living, and the intense pain caused them to roll on the ground instinctively. But it caused a chain reaction.

The oil ignited the quilt and ignited the improvised explosives bag behind him.

Scattered cotton, gunpowder, fluttered in the air, and touched wherever it went.

There are constantly soldiers who are set on fire.

For a time, a sea of fire formed within the scope of the impact of the people.

Jiannu's warlords, archers, and cavalry quickly left the battlefield.

In the other camp, the same thing happened at the same time.

The initiator of all this, the ambitious Fan Wencheng, is calmly watching all this.

You are just a stepping stone on my way to success.

Huang Taiji and others also admired the magnificent scene of the Ming people dancing in the fire with a smile on their faces. They needed a decent victory so badly to boost their morale.

Listen to the screams that keep coming, and look at the people and soldiers who are constantly struggling in the sea of fire.

Zhang Weixian, who was in command in the army, his face was so heavy that he was about to drip water. I thought that even if Jiannu rushed to the front, he would be able to test the superiority of weapons and equipment, but he didn't expect Jiannu to come up with this trick.

It would have been a mistake to ask His Majesty for advice, how could a king of a country order the killing of his own people. Zhang Weixian's heart was ruthless.

"Turn off the radio!"