Du Wenhuan saw the galloping horse on the opposite side, his heart moved, and there was a faint expectation. When he heard that he had just caught a Han soldier, this expectation disappeared. He thought that a deserter appeared under his men. He frowned, "Han soldier? What's the matter?"
"Military seat, when we arrived at the North City Gate, a group of Han soldiers escaped from the city. We immediately chased them. The Han soldiers retracted into the city. Only this soldier had not had time to enter the city and was arrested on the spot. Living."
"Ao?" Du Wenhuan was overjoyed when he heard the words, and his tight brows stretched out. He was worrying about not understanding the situation in the city. This was really the best gift God gave him.
He looked to the other side, and sure enough, there was a soldier tied to the horseback.
The soldier was wearing a heavy leather cap and a blue-gray shirt. His face flushed red because of fear, and he kept twisting himself on horseback.
"Is he really a soldier? Why doesn't he even have the leather armor to build a slave?"
"Military seat, we asked, he is really a Han soldier in the city."
"Oh!" Du Wenhuan glanced at the soldier again, his face rose sharply, "First let him loose."
The soldiers stepped forward and untied the rope on the soldier.
The soldier rubbed his numb arm. Without Du Wenhuan's instructions, he dared not get off his horse. He just clasped his fists on the horse's back, and acted like a Han man to Du Wenhuan.
"What's your name?"
"Back to the general, the villain is called Jianghu."
Du Wenhuan almost laughed out loud, but he quickly suppressed the smile on his face: "Jianghu? The name is distinctive-you are a Han Chinese?"
"Back to the general, the villain was originally from Liaodong Han."
"Since he is a Han, why did he work hard to build a slave?" Du Wenhuan's face was almost frozen with cold.
"The villain... the villain..."
"Do you know that our Commander Yuan has ordered that all Han Chinese who work for the establishment of slaves shall be executed and all their families buried." Du Wenhuan frowned and made a decapitating gesture.
"General, villain... The villain is forced." Jiang Hu was crying, his childishness has not yet completely faded, and he should not be more than twenty years old.
"It doesn't matter if you are forced or not, the result is the same." Du Wenhuan glared at him fiercely, shaking the rivers and lakes in fright, "However, Commander Yuan said again, if you can do something for Daming, he can ask you to wash. Get rid of all your sins and let you be human again."
"The villain... The villain is willing to do something for Daming." Jianghu still didn't speak very succinctly, but his face was already happy, and he smiled at Du Wenhuan.
Du Wenhuan squinted at him, "I ask you, how many slaves are still in the city?"
"There are a thousand soldiers from the Han army and four hundred Mongolian soldiers in the city. There were originally more than one hundred soldiers who built slaves in the Golden Kingdom."
"What is original? What about now?" Du Wenhuan glared again, his pupils dilated sharply, piercing Jianghu's eyes like two sword lights.
"General." Jianghu was too scared to look at Du Wenhuan's eyes, "Last night the owner of the red flag flag was defeated from Jinzhou, and you were in hot pursuit again, forcing him to go straight to Horqin. The remaining slaves in the city don't know why. -------Probably because of the fear of the generals, they left us and ran away overnight. Now only our Han and Mongols are left in the city."
Du Wenhuan finally figured it out. Yue Tuo retreated to Horqin. The servants in the city trembled. Knowing that Guangning would not be able to defend, he fled back to Shenyang overnight while the Ming army was not besieging the city.
"Why didn't Jiannu take you and flee with you? Are you not soldiers of the Golden Kingdom?"
Jianghu shook his head: "This... this... The villain really doesn't know."
Du Wenhuan could only guess for himself, probably the slaves were afraid that the crowd would be too much to disturb the Ming army outside the city. These Han army, the building of slaves would not cherish it, but now even the Mongols have abandoned the building of slaves. Obviously, the building of slaves in the city has completely lost the determination and courage to defend the city. Daming, the only obstacle is the four hundred Mongols.
"How are the Mongols in the city? Are they willing to listen to the Han?"
Jianghu shook his head again: "Mongols, like Jiannu, have always been used to bullying Han people. How could they listen to us? We were worried about being bullied by the Mongolians, so we got up in the morning and heard Jiannu ran away. We also wanted to go back. ."
Du Wenhuan stared at Jianghu's eyes: "What you said is true? If there is a lie, I can immediately make you punished by Ling Chi."
Jianghu's just relaxed expression became tense again, and he shuddered immediately: "General, how dare the villain deceive the general? What the villain said is the truth."
"Then... Do you have any way to get us into the city? You just told us about the situation in the city. You just made a small contribution to save you from the death penalty. If you and your family are to be completely exonerated, this is not enough. "Du Wenhuan's face is finally relieved, it is no longer cold enough to form a layer of frost.
"Can the general really exonerate me and my family?" Jiang Hu looked at Du Wenhuan eagerly.
"As long as you can help us enter the city, you and your family can be exonerated, and we can also allocate land to you so that you can be an ordinary citizen. There are Han Chinese in Ningyuan and Jinzhou who have contributed to the Ming Dynasty. Not only did they get rid of their sins. Some have become local Han leaders."
"Thank you General." Jianghu lay on the horse and knocked Du Wenhuan three times. The horse was frightened by the knocks. He took two steps to the side and shook his head. "General, there are no more than a thousand Han soldiers in the city. Everyone is familiar with it. If the villain walks with the general, he will surely persuade them to open the city gate for the general."
"Really? Are you sure?" Du Wenhuan was secretly overjoyed, this Guangning City may be his first contribution to Liaodong.
"It should be possible. Normally, the guards of the city gates are the Han army. There are always brothers in the four city gates that the villain thinks about. If they can't be persuaded, it will do no harm to the general."
Du Wenhuan nodded: "You lead the way. If the Han army at the head of the city opens the city gate for us, I will exonerate them together."
"General, please!" Jianghu patted his horse and walked at the forefront of the team.
They came to the East City Gate nearby.
Seeing a large number of Ming troops approaching, the defenders at the head of the city crowded to watch the parapet wall.
"Huh? How come there are Mongols? The people who usually guard the city are all Han soldiers." Jianghu saw the Mongols' leather armor, and his head buzzed. Suddenly one head was two big, and the Mongols were there. His plan was very good. It's hard to achieve.
Du Wenhuan also felt troubled. These Mongolian soldiers didn't usually guard the gate of the city. They came to the gate of the city as soon as Jiannu fled today. They must have come to supervise the Han army. However, since he is here, he still has to give it a try.
The rivers and lakes rode close to the city, "brothers on the top of the city, I am the rivers and lakes of the Han army."
"Sure enough, it's a river and lake, why are you outside the city?"
"Who is behind?"
"What are you going to do?"
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Everyone talked and asked many questions, but Jianghu didn't answer them. Instead, they followed their prepared statement: "Brothers, they are Da Ming's army and are here to rescue the Han people in Guangning City."
The Mongolian soldiers did not understand Chinese, but they also felt that the rivers and lakes were a little kind. They shouted in Mongolian: "Who are you? What are you here for?"
Jianghu could understand some Mongolian, he shouted to the Mongols: "Brother Mongolia, Daming's heroes have arrived. Even the leader of the flag Yuetuo has been defeated and fled. The Jurchens in the city knew that Guangning City could not be held. We have already left us and fled back to Shengjing at night. You should open the city gate and welcome the Ming army!"
The Mongolian language in Jianghu is a bit crappy, but the Mongolian soldiers can still understand the meaning, "Nonsense, want us to surrender your Han dogs? We are the warriors of Horqin. We will never give up, and we will shoot arrows if we don't roll."
Jianghu still reluctantly said: "Brother Mongolia, you have been surrounded, and Yue Tuo’s army has been exhausted. You have no reinforcements. The Ming army will break the city sooner or later. If you do not surrender, once the city is broken, it will be you. Death date."
The Mongols on the front of the city cursed: "Fuck you Han dog, we are not like yours."
The rivers and lakes tried to persuade and scold them, but the Mongols' brains were helpless, and they would never surrender without their foreheads.
Jianghu took Du Wenhuan to the other three gates, but the result was still the same, and they were all scolded by the Mongols.
Seeing the hope of persuading the Mongols, Du Wenhuan started with the idea of the Han army. He recalled the arena and whispered a few words.
Jianghu returned to the city again: "Mongolian brothers, the Han people in the city are several times yours. Once the Han people are united, it will be your end, and even the eternal life will not save you."
"Brothers of the Han army on the front of the city, the Han army in our city is several times that of the Mongols, and the Ming army outside the city responds. Why are they bullied by the Mongols? They are the tails of rabbits------ -It won’t be long, Daming’s army will enter the city sooner or later. How will you face the Ming army at that time?"
"Brothers of the Han army, there are only a few Mongolian soldiers at the top of the city. If you unite, you can definitely kill them and open the city gate for the Ming army. At that time, you will be the Ming army's worthy people. The Ming army will never treat them badly The hero, otherwise, once the Ming army enters the city, you traitors, you, and your family will all be buried with slaves."
"You don’t think about yourself, but also for your parents, wives, and young children? Especially children. They will die under the butcher knife of the Ming army before they really become adults, and all the sins are all. It's because of you."
"Brothers of the Han army, are you willing to live under the oppression of slavery forever? Your land, property, house, food and even women are all living in the mouth of slavery. Do you have any ability to protect them? "
"Zhang Ergou's land is full of crops. Did Jian slaves leave rations for their family when they were collecting grain? The house that Li San built by himself was not robbed by Bakshi and used as his sheepfold. Isn’t it? Also, Erguo’s woman was a little bit tender, so she was snatched away by Erguo and became his filling house. Even his 13-year-old daughter was not immune. These things will happen to you sooner or later. In my body, I was fed up with the bullying of building slaves before I returned to Daming."
"Brothers of the Han army, now Daming has given you a chance. As long as you take up the sword and gun in your hand, as long as you kill a few Mongols on the city, you will be rescued forever."
The Mongols did not understand the words of Jianghu, but they felt the changes of the Han soldiers on the city. The Han soldiers, who were as docile as sheep, dared to anger them.
The Mongolian soldiers were furious, and they shot arrows at the rivers and lakes, but the rivers and lakes stood out of the range of their bows and the arrows could not hurt him at all.
Du Wenhuan found two soldiers with outstanding marksmanship and whispered a few words.
The two soldiers hugged each other and walked towards the rivers and lakes, while raising their hands to signal to the city, like ambassadors coming to negotiate.
When they walked to Jianghu, they had a few conversations with Jianghu.
One hundred steps, the range of the flintlock.
The flintlocks of the two Ming soldiers had been filled with ammunition. They pointed their guns at the head of the city and aimed at the Mongolian soldiers.
The Mongolian soldiers had never seen such flintlocks at all, and thought that the soldiers of the Ming Army wanted to talk to them.
The Mongolian soldier who set the arrow just now has a great opportunity to stick his upper body out of the crevice of the city wall.
"Bang, bang."
With two gunshots, two Mongolian soldiers, lying against the parapet wall, slowly slumped into the city, and finally lay on their backs on the ground. Each of them had a thumb-sized blood hole on their foreheads, and the blood was gurgling. Flow out, flow along the chin to the neck, and then merge to the ground.