An hour later, Mang Gurtai, Huang Taiji, and Azig left Shenyang City with 40,000 Jurchen cavalry.

…

The movements in Shenyang City naturally couldn't hide Tang Xiangjin and others.

On the building car, Tang Xiangjin and the others looked at the large clouds of smoke and dust in the distance, obviously the Jurchens were reorganizing the army.

"Beat the drums and prepare for battle!"

Tang Xiangjin said in a deep voice: "This is a tough battle, everyone be careful, don't let the Jurchens break through the camp easily."

They were ready to fight a protracted war, and they also took great pains to build a camp, a qualified military camp is equivalent to a simple city, in addition to wooden walls, there are arrow towers, watchtowers.

And in addition to the gate of the barracks, there are trenches dug six or seven feet deep on all sides, and the soil from the trenches will also be used to reinforce the heightened wooden walls, and outside the trenches there are a large number of horse repelling rifles made of wooden guns, and then there are horse traps, and there are antler wood outside the horse pits, and a large amount of thistle terrestris is sprinkled on the outermost part.

All this is to prevent surprise attacks such as the Fire Ox Formation, as well as cavalry charges, you know, the most feared thing in a military camp is to encounter a surprise attack at night, and sometimes a small surprise attack will cause a terrifying camp roar.

After all, war is extremely stressful on people, and some timid soldiers may collapse instantly when they encounter a surprise attack at night, or flee or attack their comrades, which is very likely to cause a rout or cannibalism, so the military camp that needs to be stationed for a long time will never lose to the ordinary small city.

Now they are defending the camp and occupying the terrain advantage, as long as the camp is not broken, the Jurchens can only kowtow and break the blood.

After a while, a large number of Qi soldiers appeared on the wooden wall, in the trench outside the wooden wall, in the center of the camp a huge battery, all the Hongyi cannons were ready, more than 200 tiger squat cannons were lined up on all sides, and at the camp gate, hundreds of chariots blocked the gate to death.

When Tang Xiangjin was ready, Huang Taiji and several people at this time had already led their troops to a place three miles away from the Qi army camp.

"Get on the horse!"

Huang Taiji gave an order, and tens of thousands of Eight Banner cavalry turned over their horses, and then began to advance towards the Qi army camp.

Just two miles away from the camp, dozens of earth-shattering loud noises, and then thirty-eight solid cannonballs smashed into the cavalry group with a piercing scream, and in an instant, thirty-eight solid cannonballs ploughed out a bloody path in the cavalry group, and in front of the solid cannonballs, whether it was a man or a horse, they were all shattered.

However, Huang Taiji did not stop, but continued to advance, the advantage of cavalry over infantry is speed, around the cavalry is the biggest killer weapon of cavalry to infantry, unless it is a heavily armored heavy cavalry, otherwise there will rarely be cavalry frontal charge.

It was only at a distance of a hundred zhang close to the camp that one cannon after another rang out, this time firing from the tiger squat cannon, and thousands of stones and iron beads were sprinkled like a curtain of rain on the Jurchen cavalry.

For a time, more than a dozen Jurchen cavalry fell off their horses, but the other Jurchen cavalry did not stop, and the galloping war horses trampled the injured cavalry into a puddle of flesh.

Fifty zhang!

Forty zhang!

Thirty zhang!

At this time, the leading Jurchen cavalry turned their horses' heads and advanced along the wooden wall, while bending their bows and arrows to throw them into the sky, and the Jurchen cavalry behind them also pulled their bows and arrows one by one, and heard the sound of sighing endlessly, and a rain of arrows shot towards the wooden wall.

The rain of arrows fell on the wooden wall, and there was a muffled snort, and it was obvious that some people were still injured by the rain of arrows, but after all, there were wooden walls as a shelter, and not many people were really injured by the rain of arrows.

And the archers of the Qi army are not vegetarians, one by one bend the bow and throw arrows outward, you don't need to aim, it is enough to throw directly into the sky, the Jurchen cavalry is roaring past, not to mention how many can be shot, but the lethality can not be underestimated at all.

However, in the face of tens of thousands of Jurchen cavalry roaring by, after only a few shots, the archers of the Qi army were beaten to the point that they did not dare to take the lead, after all, the Jurchen cavalry took turns to shoot, and quite 40,000 cavalry could attack one place at the same time, and in a moment's effort, thousands of arrows were thrown at a wooden wall, and a wooden wall was Qi

There are only a few hundred soldiers, how can they carry it.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

At this time, the tiger squat cannon opened fire again, and thousands of stones and iron beads were sprinkled on the Jurchen cavalry again like a rain curtain, and for a while, dozens or hundreds of people fell off their horses.

After a circle, the Jurchen cavalry drifted away, leaving only the dense arrows on the wooden wall and a few Jurchen cavalry killed on the battlefield.

On the building car, Tang Xiangjin looked at the Jurchen cavalry in the distance, his face was extremely gloomy, the infantry was most afraid of the cavalry's rifling tactics, they couldn't catch up, they couldn't run, they could only form a formation and be beaten passively.

Although he still has nearly 20,000 "swarm rockets" in his hands now, these are all killer tools at the bottom of the box, and only in the face of the enemy in dense formations can he play the greatest role, and now that he has used it up, the future battle situation will only be more difficult.

"Let's count the damage."

Tang Xiangjin turned his head to look at Pan Pingdao on the side.

"Yes, Governor!"

Pan Ping nodded in response, then turned to leave.

…

"Governor, the battle damage has been counted."

Half a day later, Pan Ping returned to the building car: "Our side has lost 386 dead and 620 wounded."

"What about the Jurchens?"

Hearing this number, Tang Xiangjin couldn't help frowning, under the cover of the wooden wall and shield, there was such a big loss, the Jurchens would definitely not attack only this time, if there were too many casualties, it would be difficult to guarantee that the soldiers would not collapse.

"I don't know."

Pan Ping shook his head: "The Jurchen cavalry that fell from their horses were trampled into pulp, and the remaining wounded soldiers were also rescued, and it is impossible to count the specific number, but it is estimated that the casualties should be around three or four hundred."

"Do everything you can to heal the wounded."

After being silent for a while, Tang Xiangjin opened his mouth and said, although their casualties were heavier, but in terms of real losses, the Jurchens were still greater, the training difficulty of a cavalry was several times that of the infantry, and the Jurchens would definitely not have too few war horses injured in this attack, and the value of a war horse was much more expensive than a person.

…

Time passed day by day, and every day or two, the Jurchens would attack, and the two sides entered the mode of fighting and attrition.

As the battle losses between the two sides became larger and larger, the frequency of Jurchen attacks became lower and lower, from once a day or two at the beginning to once every two or three days or even four or five days, and there has been no attack for half a month recently.

"It seems that the Jurchens can't hold on."

Looking at Shenyang City from afar, Luo Yi breathed a sigh of relief, in the past two months, the Jurchens have attacked nearly 20 times, and nearly 20,000 people have been killed and injured on their side, and even the Tiger Squat Cannon and the Hongyi Cannon have exploded a lot, and the Tiger Squat Cannon is only more than 160 left, and the Hongyi Cannon is only 23 left, but the losses of the Jurchens are obviously a lot, otherwise they would not have attacked for half a month.

After a pause, Luo Yi continued, "Old Tang, why don't you let Yan Xia go to Shenyang City again."

"Not yet."

Tang Xiangjin shook his head and said, "If it is past now, maybe the Jurchens will think that we will not be able to hold it anymore."

"Beat the drums, fight!"

"Bring all the swarms of rockets, hurt them, and make them succumb!"

…

Soon, the war drums thundered, and the Qi soldiers gathered again, and then advanced towards Shenyang City, which was ten miles away.

………

Such a big movement of the Qi army naturally couldn't hide from Huang Taiji and the others in Shenyang City.

On the city tower, Huang Taiji and Mang Gurtai looked at the approaching Qi army, everyone showed a solemn face, the tenacity of the Qi army was stronger than they imagined, in the attack of more than two months, they all suffered casualties of seven or eight thousand cavalry, the casualties of the Qi army would only be greater than them, but I didn't expect that the Qi army still had the strength to attack now.

"What should I do?"

Mang Gurtai said in a deep voice, "Do you want to attack?"

"I'm worried that the other party will bring the same swarm of rockets as before this time."

Huang Taiji's face was gloomy, he thought that the attack of more than two months would force the other party to exhaust that kind of firearms, but

For more than two months, the other party would rather use the lives of the soldiers to fill it up than take out those firearms.

"Are you just watching the other side attack the city?"

Hearing this, Mang Gurtai frowned, the artillery in the city was almost destroyed by the other party before, and the ability to defend the city was insufficient, so they could only be beaten passively, after all, the other party's artillery shooting distance was a hundred zhang away, and the bows and arrows of ordinary soldiers could not shoot at this distance.

The bow and arrow of the inflow master can be shot, but the inflow master also has to guard against the opponent's master, otherwise the loss of one inflow master is more distressing than the loss of dozens of ordinary soldiers.

"What if the loss is too great?"

Hearing this, Huang Taiji frowned and said, now he doesn't have much confidence in holding Liaodong, and the attack of more than two months can't defeat the Qi army, and on the side of Liaoyang City, Dai Shan has sent several messages asking for help, without Mang Gurtai and their containment, the Ming army's attack strength has risen sharply, and Dai Shan and they can't last long.

Hearing this, Mang Gurtai was speechless, in the past two months of attack, the Zhenglan Banner has suffered a lot of losses, and there are not even many arrows.

…

No Jurchens went out of the city to attack, and after attacking the city wall, Tang Xiangjin chose Mingjin to withdraw his troops.

………

The next day, Yan Xia once again took two of his men to Shenyang City.

"The envoy Yanxia has seen the Great Khan."

Seeing Huang Taiji in a sweat suit, Yan Xia bowed.

"What are you doing here?"

Although he knew Yan Xia's intention, Huang Taiji still asked knowingly.

"Great Khan, now that our two armies have been fighting for several months, they have suffered heavy casualties, and if we continue to fight, we will only lose both."

Yan Xia arched his hand and said, "When the time comes, it will only let Da Ming pick up the cheap, presumably the Great Khan doesn't want the Jurchen clan to be wiped out."

"You're threatening us?"

Before Huang Taiji could speak, Mang Gurtai on the side said with a gloomy expression.

"It turned out to be Second Baylor."

After glancing at Mang Gurtai, Yan Xia said lightly: "Yan has no such intention, just tell the truth, I don't have much grudge with your Jurchen clan, there is no need to fight to the end with the Jurchen clan, but Da Ming is different, if Da Ming hits Shenyang City, the Jurchen clan wants to retreat, I'm afraid it won't be so easy."

Hearing Yan Xia's words, Mang Gurtai was silent, Yan Xia was right, if they waited for the Ming army to come here, their Jurchen clan would not want to leave easily.

"Then how much are you going to pay for our Shenyang City?"

At this time, Huang Taiji said with a gloomy expression, he no longer had the confidence to hold Liaodong, the previous battle had already shown that the combat strength of the Qi army was not weak, and if they wanted to repel the Qi army, they would have to die at least another 20,000 people.

The previous battle in the Guannai had suffered heavy losses, and then fought with Daming for two years, and also fought with Lin Dan Khan, their nearly 100,000 Eight Banners have killed and injured more than 20,000 people, and the battle with the Qi army has killed and injured more than 10,000 people, and now there are less than 60,000 people in the Eight Banners who can fight.

With the current strength, they can still suppress the Monan tribes and gain a foothold on the grassland, if there are another 20,000 casualties, the Jurchen clan will not be far from extermination, after all, the Monan tribes don't want to have multiple fathers on their heads, and they will never want them to gain a foothold on the grassland.

"We are willing to buy Shenyang City for 100,000 taels of silver."

Hearing Huang Taiji's words, Yan Xia arched his hand and said.

"One hundred thousand taels of silver!"

Hearing this, Huang Taiji couldn't help but laugh angrily and said, "Are you Daqi humiliating Ben Khan?"

"The Great Khan is angry, and I have no intention of humiliating the Great Khan."

Yan Xia said calmly: "After we take Shenyang City, we also have to stop the Ming army for the Great Khan, and 100,000 taels of silver is already a lot."

Hearing this, the atmosphere in the entire Dazheng Hall instantly became a dead silence.

"One million stone of grain."

After a long time, Huang Taiji said coldly: "If you want Shenyang City, then exchange one million stone grain for it!"

"Great Khan, you

It's hard for a strong man."

Yan Xia shook his head lightly and said: "The terrain of this Liaodong is complicated, if you want to transport grain, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky, if you want to transport a million stone of grain to Shenyang, it will take nearly a year, and when the grain is transported here, I am afraid that Shenyang City and Liaoyang City have already fallen into the hands of the Ming army."

"And how much food can you produce?"

Hearing this, Huang Taiji gritted his teeth and said, he doesn't value silver much, 100,000 taels of silver to go to those Shanxi merchants to buy grain, I'm afraid he can't even buy 30,000 stone of grain, so he only wants grain.

"This Yan needs to go back and ask the governor for instructions."

Yan Xia replied.

"Go ahead."

Huang Taiji waved his hand expressionlessly.

…

After the three of Yan Xia left, the entire Dazheng Hall fell into a dead silence, and everyone did not expect that Nurhachi had taken them to Liaodong and moved the clansmen from the bitter cold Nuer Gandu Division to Shenyang City.

But now, just a few years after Nurhachi's death, they have been reduced to the point of selling Shenyang City cheaply.

However, no one blames Huang Taiji for making this decision, because by now, they have no other choice, either exchange Shenyang City for a large amount of grain, and then withdraw to the grassland, or fight to the death with Daqi, and finally exterminate the species.

"I go to my father's spirit and confess!"

After glancing at Mang Gurtai and the others, Huang Taiji sighed, he didn't know whether he was right or wrong to fight for this khanate in the first place, if it was really as his father wished, Dolgon would inherit the khan, maybe the Jurchen clan would not fall into this situation.

(End of chapter)