After Mangguertai fled back to Xipingbao, the Ming army did not pursue the victory and did not formally expand eastward. They still clung to the city of Guangning, but Yuan Chonghuan increased the number of rangers. The Ming army ranged east of Guangning. Has drifted to the east bank of Sancha River. They either appeared in the form of cavalry, or disguised as lumberjacks, gathering firewood in the mountains, or disguised as nearby Han people.
On this day, Yuan Chonghuan was chatting with Du Wenhuan, and the ranger reported back: "Reported to the commander and army seat and found a large number of slave cavalry. They have crossed the Sancha River and are heading west."
Yuan Chonghuan laughed: "This must be the rear army who built slaves. It's only now. You can't even see the ashes of the big account."
Du Wenhuan asked the ranger: "How many cavalry are there to build slaves? What banner are they fighting?"
The ranger clasped his fists: "Returning to the army seat, we hid in the woods and saw clearly that the number of cavalry who built slaves was nearly five thousand, fighting the banner of the Zhenglan Banner."
"Five thousand?" Du Wenhuan quickly calculated, "Commander, Mangguertai has a total of nine thousand cavalry, plus four or five thousand of the front army, the number can match."
Yuan Chonghuan squeezed his chin with his right hand, and supported his right elbow with his left hand. "Good luck to Mangguertai. Just after the front army was maimed, Huang Taiji sent him a rear army. Wen Huan, you said he would attack Guangxi. Ningcheng?"
Du Wenhuan waved his hand, and the wandering ride left.
"Commander, Mang Gurtai hasn't personally commanded a battle before, and his front army has been completely lost. If you don't fight a battle with us, I am afraid you will not rest. However, his siege equipment has been burned, no Knowing when to build new enough equipment-I should have left some for him if I knew it a long time ago."
Yuan Chonghuan nodded: "As long as we don't leave the city, Mangguertai will surely attack the city, and every city gate must be guarded, especially at night, to prevent sneak attacks."
"The commander can rest assured, every city gate has a clear and dark whistle. There is absolutely no way for Jian slaves to sneak attack. If Mang Gurtai is coming, he can only come in an open manner."
Yuan Chonghuan frowned slightly: "There are four gates in Guangning City. I don't know which gate Mangguertai will attack from-he has only four or five thousand people, and it is impossible to surround the four gates."
Du Wenhuan shook his head: "This... the subordinates don't know, the slaves are all cavalry, and it is possible to attack which city gate."
Yuan Chonghuan thought for a while: "Wen Huan, if we know where Jian Slaves attacked the city from, we can gather the artillery."
"Yes, the more artillery, the greater the loss of Jian slaves outside the city." Du Wenhuan shook his head, "But, who knows which city gate Mangguertai will attack? Unless Haidongqing provides us with timely information. Message."
"'Haitongqing'?" Yuan Chonghuan chuckled. "Don't count on it. He may be far away in Shenyang. I will teach you a way to let Mang Gurtai only attack the east gate."
"What is a good way for the commander?" Du Wenhuan leaned forward. If Mang Gurtai was determined to attack the East City Gate, he could concentrate all his artillery and consume some of his cavalry.
"Wen Huan, bury the other three gates in mines. Once Mangguertai approaches, he will surely blow up others. See if he dares to approach?"
"This is indeed a good way!" Du Wenhuan thought for a while, "but the three directions of south, west, and north are too vast. We don't have so many landmines?"
Yuan Chonghuan waved his hand: "There is no need to bury too densely, and we have to go out of the city, just sparsely and sparsely, and then make a mark."
Du Wenhuan suddenly realized: "I understand, I immediately ask the soldiers to bury the thunder."
Mangguertai has been hiding in Xipingbao, and Kuijiu is his best friend.
"Master Belle, the rear army is here." The soldiers trotted to see Mang Gurtai.
"The rear army? Where are they now?" Mang Gurtai got up from the recliner, threw away the kumiss bag, and stared straight at his soldier.
"Master Belle, the tour ride reported that they have crossed the Sancha River safely, and they are expected to be here tomorrow afternoon."
"Good!" Mang Gurtai gave a hammer of air, "Once they arrive, we will attack the city immediately. I must retake Guangning City."
"Lord Belle, they have come far and tired, and when they arrived, it was too late to come..." The soldier hesitated.
"Well, let them rest for one night. We will attack the city early in the morning, and I can't wait a moment." Mangguertai became more and more suffocated. I haven't seen it, there hasn't been a regular battle.
When the rear army arrived at Xipingbao, it was already dusk.
Mang Gurtai greeted him personally, and hugged and celebrated with several of them one by one: "A few of them, you are here."
"Master Belle! We are late, let Grandpa Belle wait for a long time." The few Jia La'e really wanted to kneel down, and were stopped by Mang Gurtai.
"It's fine if you come, and you don't need to be polite." Mang Gurtai turned back and ordered the soldiers behind him: "Put the wine, and wash the dust for the few people."
There were only five people in the seats, the original three Jia La Erzhen, only Brewer was still alive.
The excessive enthusiasm of Mang Gurtai made the three newcomers really flattered. Everyone had a bag of mare's milk wine, and their words became unscrupulous.
"Master Belle, does Daming really occupy Guangning?" Ji Ta almost patted his shoulder, and he and Mang Gurtai were called brothers and sisters.
Mang Gurtai's eyes became hollow, his face was solemn, he didn't say anything, just nodded slowly.
"Master Belle came here, and has he had contact with Daming's army?" Dan Tiqing threw the empty kumiss bag, grabbed another kumiss bag, and twisted the lid.
"Have contact... Ah, no... There is no direct contact, but we were attacked by the Ming army." Mang Gurtai said as he stuffed the milk wine bag into his mouth.
"Sneak attack?" Hulus widened his eyes. "Master Belle, are we losing a lot?"
Brewer kept his head down and drank sullen wine, and did not speak to the three newcomers. Hearing Hulus’s question, he stretched the kumiss bag in front of Hulus, "Hulus, Baylor Lord will prepare wine for you to wash the dust. You only care about drinking and confronting the enemy with the Ming army. We will talk about it tomorrow, and don't distract Lord Belle."
The two drank together, each drinking half a bag of kumiss.
Geeta also came over to join in the fun. "What Brewer said is that we drink first and measure the cowardly Han people. In front of the Zhenglan flag, it's not like a shit, we are not a red flag."
"Fuck, fuck, for the Ming army who is pissing off."
Except for Mang Gurtai, all four of them took a big sip.
Brewer's eyes were disturbed, and the cumin leaked from the corner of his mouth, and it was almost dragged to the ground in a line.
"Haha, Brewer, you soft egg, how can you drink this wine, you can't hold it anymore." Geeta sneered, and provocatively, raised the wine bag and took a big gulp. The mare cumin was too flowing. Chung, Geeta didn't hold his big mouth, and the last of the kumiss was all poured on his leather armor.
Brewer stared with blood-red eyes, his upper body began to lean back, preparing to stand up.
"Huh huh." Mang Guertai coughed and stared at Brewer.
Brewer stopped moving, but he glared at Geeta.
"I said, tomorrow we will fight the Ming army, and today we will have enough horse milk wine. When we completely defeat the Ming army and retake Guangning City, we will drink it again. Oh, you guys, go back and rest soon." Mang Gultai spoke, and the three newcomers really asked questions, and he almost couldn't get off the stage.
From Xipingbao to Guangning, it takes half a day to ride a horse. When Mangguertai arrives at Guangning, it is already afternoon.
At a place fifteen miles northeast of Quang Ning City, Mang Gurtai made a big tent. He knew that to capture Guang Ning City, this half day was not enough. He wanted to let the soldiers rest and start again tomorrow morning. Siege.
"Master Belle?" Gita, Dan Tiqing, and Hulus came to Mangultai's Chinese army tent just as soon as they put down the big tent, they are here to ask for orders.
"Gita, I plan to launch an offensive from the North City Gate tomorrow morning. You will first take someone to the North City Gate to see." Mang Gurtai was a little worried, "Before the siege, in any case, don't have a fierce battle with the Ming army. If you encounter a Ming army’s skirmishers, just drive away, don’t chase them."
"Yes, Lord Belle." Gita's voice was like Hong Zhong. He glanced at Dan Tiqing and Hulus triumphantly, then turned and passed through the gap between the two.
He is not going to fight, just stepping on for the army, so he doesn't need too much force.
Gita just clicked on a Niu Lu, and then left the big account, rushing to the north of Guangning city.
Quang Ninh City is a strong city, the four gates are equally tall, and there is no obvious difference in the height and thickness of the city wall.
Gita glanced at the head of the city from a distance. The Sun and Moon flag of the Ming Army was flying unscrupulously on the head of the city against the cold wind of late autumn.
Around the Sun and Moon Banner, Ming soldiers were dangling around the city in twos and threes. The arrival of Gita did not attract their attention in the slightest.
"Dare to ignore me." Geeta was furious and was about to shoot immediately. He was about to approach the city and let out a few arrows toward the city. In front of the arrows, I saw that the Ming army dared not to look down upon it.
The soldier stopped his horse head: "Er true, Lord Belle has repeatedly told him not to conflict with the Ming army. Don't alarm the Ming army today, and it won't be too late to clean them up tomorrow."
Gita slowed down, but did not step forward: "If it weren't for Lord Belle's order, I would let the Ming army save a few lives."
He patrolled the North City Gate and found no place where he could ambush troops. There were none, thorns, hills, broken walls, soil slopes, etc. The bare open space outside the North City Gate was the ideal direction to attack the city. .
Gita was about to go back, but a Ming army ignored him. He felt very upset. He was looking for trouble with the Ming army. Before leaving, he told a soldier: "Go, let the Ming army surrender early, otherwise, once The city breaks, we will not keep the chickens and dogs."
"Yes, Uh really." The soldier forgot that he didn't speak Chinese at all. Such obvious loopholes did not save his life.
The soldier patted his horse and rushed towards the city gate. He planned to stop at a distance of sixty steps from the city gate. The Ming army's bow and arrow could not be shot that far.
"Boom... boom..."
The warhorse stepped on a land mine on the front hoof, and was scared with injury. The front leg softened and threw the soldier far forward. The soldier rolled a few more times and just triggered another land mine.