Mangguertai set up a big account 15 miles east of Guangning, but he did not set up a protective device such as a horse-riding pile. This was in the wild, and the Ming army did not dare to steal the camp anyway.
In order to prevent any accidents, Mangguertai still urged his soldiers to strengthen night patrols and guards.
Entering the Great Tent of the Chinese Army, Mang Gurtai twisted away a bag of mare's milk wine and poured it out, but now he was at the forefront of the military, and fierce fighting might occur at any time, so he did not dare to drink more.
A bag of horse milk wine bottomed out, Mang Gultay slapped his mouth, stretched out his tongue to lick the remaining wine on his lips, and wiped off his thick beard with his cuffs.
He took out another bag of mare cumin, stroked it for a moment, and finally put it down, "sleeping."
The soldiers came over to untie the leather armor for him, Mangguertai went into the leather quilt and fell asleep.
As Mang Gurtai expected, the Ming army did not come to harass that night, and the rangers of the two sides had small-scale contact and fierce fighting, and they retreated without any surprises.
In the city of Guangning, the Ming army is on high alert.
Du Wenhuan's Fourth and Fifth Divisions have already arrived in Guangning. After the Third Army took over Ningyuan, Yuan Chonghuan sent the first division stationed in Ningyuan, and he personally followed the first division to Guangning.
Yuan Chonghuan finally looked forward to the letter from "Ha Dongqing". In order to prevent leaks, the letter was written in a secret letter.
When writing "Haitongqing", instead of using the brush that the Han people usually use, he took a hard stick as a hard pen, and then took two pieces of white paper and folded it together. When writing, use a hard stick to write down the contents of the secret letter on white paper, leaving traces on the white paper below.
Soak the white paper below in clean water and let it dry. The traces of the writing are gone. If it falls into the hands of others, it is just a piece of ordinary white paper, and nothing can be seen.
Yuan Chonghuan took out this white paper and found that there was nothing on it. He smiled slightly: This Costin is quite careful.
"Fetch a basin of water."
The soldier quickly took a basin of clear water, and then took the door to go out.
Yuan Chonghuan put this piece of white paper into the water and carefully soaked it. The handwriting of "Haitongqing" appeared on the paper: Yue Tuo has returned to Shengjing (now Shenyang), and there are only three hundred soldiers by his side, General Mangguertai Thirty Niu Lu of Zheng Lanqi, headed to Guangning.
Soon after Yuan Chonghuan received the secret letter, Mangguertai came to Guangning. Because he left Shengjing’s fifteen cattle records and baggage aside, he rushed all the way, rushing to gather the soldiers in Liaoyang, and the secret letter of "Haitongqing" was sent later than Mangguertai, so the secret letter was only Arrived in Guangning one day earlier than Manggurtai.
Winter in Liaodong comes earlier than Jiangnan. It is clearly September. In Jiangnan, which is the late autumn season, rice is still harvested in some places, while Liaodong has entered early winter.
Mangguertai slept very deep last night, and the exhaustion of the long march in the past few days was swept away by the night.
He sat up from the quilt, yawned, and the thin water mist suddenly rushed out of the end of the bed, and he stretched out again, and then got out of bed lazily.
The cavalry handed over a bag of warm horse milk wine, Mangguertai twisted the lid and stretched the mouth of the bag into the thick beard bushes.
"Gudong, Gudong." Mangguertai felt much warmer after a bag of wine. He threw the bag away, took a large piece of cooked beef that had just been warmed from the soldier, and took a bite. .
Satiated with wine and food, Mang Gurtai turned his head and asked the soldiers beside him: "How many of them are really? Are they up?"
"They have all got up, Lord Belle, do you want them to come over? Are you going to attack the city?" The soldiers stood in front of Mangultai expectantly.
Mang Gurtai shook his head: "Our warriors have not arrived yet, wait a minute, you can let Brewer come here first!"
"Yes, Lord Baylor." The soldier trot out.
Brewer is one of the three Jia La Ezhen under Mang Gurtai’s tent. There are five full Niu Lu under his command, and 1,500 soldiers.
Brewer did not wear leather armor or a helmet. His long hair was naturally hanging down his shoulders, his head was large, his forehead was broad, and his upper limbs were sturdy, making him powerful.
He opened the tent of the Chinese army in Mang Gurtai and leaned in, "Master Belle, are you looking for me? Shall we be siege today?"
Mang Gurtai pointed to the direction of Guangning City, "You first take the soldiers to explore the way under the city to see which direction is suitable for attacking the city."
"Yes, Lord Belle." Brewer was overjoyed. Although he was not attacking the city, he just went to patrol around Guangning City, but as long as he left the big account, there was a possibility of contact with the Ming army. Take a good look at how the people from Zhenglanqi get the bargains for them.
Brewer immediately returned to the camp and lit up all the soldiers. They formed two teams and marched all the way to Guangning.
Both Yuan Chonghuan and Du Wenhuan were standing at the head of the city. They were observing the group of cavalry who built slaves in the east of the city. The Sun and Moon flag of Ming Dynasty was floating near their shoulders.
"Wen Huan, how many cavalry came to Jian Slave?"
Du Wenhuan put his hand lids up and watched carefully for a while: "Commander, looking at the dust rising in the sky, there should be no less than a thousand people."
Yuan Chonghuan touched his chin: "There are only a thousand people? Doesn't Mang Gurtai have nearly ten thousand cavalry?"
Du Wenhuan smiled contemptuously: "Hey, this may be the pioneer of slave building. Mang Gurtai won't be so stupid that he will sacrifice all the main power when he is up to it?"
Yuan Chonghuan stretched his left hand into his trouser pocket, and pointed his right finger at the dust in front of him: "Mangultai has too many cavalry. We can't fight with him for the time being. We need to consume his strength a little bit. Wen Huan, think of a way to lead them to the city. , Let’s eliminate this cavalry first."
Du Wenhuan also stared at the dust in midair, "Commander, when Jiannu enters our sight, I will let the soldiers throw a few arrows to provoke them?"
Yuan Chonghuan didn't have a good idea, "Okay, try it! I hope Jian slave can get the bait."
In the blink of an eye, the jian slave cavalry came into their sight, and Brewer stopped about a thousand steps below the city.
Yuan Chonghuan smiled bitterly: "Wen Huan, the courage to establish slaves is getting smaller and smaller. They are still a thousand steps away, so they dare not come. It seems that your plan is going to fail."
Du Wenhuan turned around and ordered the soldiers behind him: "Shoot all the arrows you collected down the city, then take out the gongs, drums, washbasins, and iron pots, and knock them a few times."
"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."
"Ding, Ding, Ding..."
"Boom, boom, boom..."
The roar of gongs and drums, the sound of pots and pans, and the spread of military flags all attracted the attention of Jian slaves to the city.
Just when Jianu felt inexplicable, countless arrows shot from the city head. These arrows fell to the ground only forty steps from the city head, far away from Jianu's cavalry.
"Uh, the Ming army is really soft. We are still so far from the city. They are gongs and drums and arrows, as if they are welcoming us."
Brewer was also happy: "These arrows are still thousands of miles away from us. Go, go to the city and put a few arrows down, so that they can see the arrows of our Great Golden Kingdom."
Brewer rode his horse, and the slave cavalry followed him.
The arrows of the Ming army are denser, but the range of their bows and arrows is only forty steps, which is still far away from Brewer.
Brewer was only a hundred steps away from the city’s head. The cavalry behind him had already begun to prepare bows and arrows. Once they were in the range of their bows and arrows, they would not hesitate to release arrows at the city’s head. The Ming army at the city’s head is too dense. Ya throws a shot at the top of the city, and can shoot a few Ming soldiers even with his eyes closed.
Eighty steps, the female cavalry has begun to string the bow and arrow.
"shooting!"
Du Wenhuan finally gave the order.
"boom."
"boom."
"boom."
…
Hundreds of flintlocks started shooting almost at the same time. The bullets were faster than the off-string arrows. The Jurchen soldiers felt countless moths dancing in front of them, but these moths flew up, much faster than the moths on the grassland, and they flew in an instant. To their bodies.
"Puff! Puff!"
The Jurchen cavalry who saw the "moth" fell one after another, and even many of the horses fell to the ground.
They didn't have time to yell at all, until these "moths" disappeared completely.
The shouts of the wounded soldiers were soon overshadowed by the sound of horse hooves behind, only the neigh of horses can occasionally pass through the dense hooves.
The Jurchen cavalry took a moment to slow down, but they quickly resumed their offensive formation.
The flintlocks did not stop, the second row of gunmen faced the Jurchen cavalry who had just entered range, and a large number of "moths" flew to claim their lives, and then the third row of gunmen.
The two Niu Lu rushing in the front had both entered the firing range of the flintlock just now, and now they are almost completely lost, and even their Niu Lu forehead really fell into the pile of dead people.
Brewer frowned and saw that he was about to enter the range of the Jurchen Cavalry's bow and arrow, but they had not shot a single arrow until now, indicating that they did not enter the range.
He didn't plan to attack the city, nor was he ready to fight the Ming army. Mang Gultay just ordered him to patrol the city outside the city. It was a small episode to see these soft-bodied Ming army, he just wanted to Teach them a lesson and give them a good start.
But the Ming army’s flintlock was too fast to give him time to think. After three waves of shooting, his soldiers had nearly a thousand casualties.
Brewer is like a gambler now.
He didn't plan to gamble, he just passed by the casino.
But he was tempted by the bargaining chips available everywhere in the casino. Unknowingly, he had already lost more than half of his capital.
He couldn't stop it.
Brewer now has only two ways to go: Either stop in time, and he still has a small and a half capital left; or take out the small and a half capital and play again.
The gunfire remained, but the bow and arrow had not been shot yet.
The cavalry attacked too fast, and the flintlock shot faster, leaving Brewer too little time to think.
The Flintlock of the Ming Army was like a huge meat grinder, and every time Brewer hesitated for a while, a part of the Jurchen cavalry would be minced by this meat grinder.
There are too many corpses on the ground, human corpses, horse corpses.
The corpse has affected Brewer's sight and his judgment.
The corpses had filled the road, and the two rows of Jurchen cavalry could no longer advance in a straight line.
Fortunately, the Jurchen cavalry was well-trained. They did not stop their attacking pace, and began to circle from both sides. The original two columns became forward left and front right.
As soon as the queue tilted, Brewer discovered the problem.
"Why is the queue so short? Where's my cavalry?" Brewer was startled in a cold sweat, "Stop the attack and let them get out."