National Scholar (V)

Huajiao Shenghan, Puying stood at the top of Daning City, unwilling to leave for a long time. The fire in the enemy camp had gradually faded, and more than a thousand brothers rushed into the enemy army hundreds of times. There were unknown how many people could walk out of the camp between them.

"Governor, be careful of catching a cold." The personal soldiers brought Puying a cloak for Puying to put on her body. Puying turned around, smiled generously at him, and turned around to watch the city. He was waiting, waiting for the last soldier who rushed to the formation to come back. The city gate was not closed to death. As long as it was not dawn, there would be hope that the soldiers would come back alive.

Going to the camp on Rehe River for help is just a sincere lie Puying comforts Hua Peng. The military strategy is over, and ten times will surround him. If the Mongols cannot capture this city, they will definitely be surrounded by Daning for a long time. Hua Peng is the youngest general in the Daning defender, and his troops are also soldiers who grew up in battle and are familiar with the grassland. They Puying cultivated seeds to deal with the Mongols, so they cannot be trapped in the city.

Chen Heng's troops in the Shangying camp of Rehe River were only 30,000 troops, and Chen Heng himself had just transferred back from Yunnan. The soldiers of the Shangying camp were rushing together by various garrisons in the mainland. They had not yet trained to form an army and were not able to protect themselves. Besides, with Chen Heng's years of combat experience, he would not send reinforcements. Faced with more than 100,000 Mongolian troops, the support of the Shangying defenders who had not been replaced can only increase Puying's burden. In order to let the people leave, Puying not only considers their safety, the most important thing is that this can save a lot of food for the defenders, and sufficient food and grass is the key to defending Daning.

Unless the court gathered heavy troops from various guards in the mainland, the only one who could come to rescue Daning was the Zhenbei Army under the command of the King of Yan, which was famous for a hundred battles. The problem was that the court obviously did not make any preparations for the Mongols to attack. As soon as the war broke out, the frontier warned everywhere, and the imperial army needed time to judge where the main force of the enemy was. The King of Yan's army could not get there for a while, after all, the two places were thousands of miles apart.

Xu Da forced the Mongols to sign a city alliance in the last Northern Expedition, and seized a large area of ​​land in the area of ​​Daning and Helin (Nan Helin, the Mongols later established Beihelin in the north of the Mobei). However, the Ming Dynasty had only a few lonely cities on these lands. Under the strategic thinking of the inside and the outside, the main force of the Ming Dynasty was a distance away from the border. These lonely cities only played the role of alarming the war and delaying the time of the Mongol invasion. They were lonely outside the Central Plains and had no support. Unless they were armed to the teeth like the Zhenbei Army and replaced with all kinds of firearms, it would be impossible to fight the brigade of Mongolians.

The vast grassland is a natural shelter for the Mongols. When the main force of the Ming army came, the Mongols could hide, escape, and never fight the Ming army. After the army retreated, the long border line was full of breakthrough points for the Mongols. Therefore, when the war came, the lonely cities of Daning had only one choice, defending to the death. As long as the city was still there, the Mongols could not go south with confidence. The ending of defending to the death was nothing more than two. They used their enemies or their own bodies to flatten the city walls, wipe the city from the grassland forever, or guarding to the attacking side without food and grass, and had to retreat.

If Puying had a choice, he would rather join the team and attack Huanglong. Only by dealing with speed with speed is the best way to completely eliminate the Mongol invasion. However, not every soldier has the right to choose his own task. At present, Puying can only do his best to delay the Mongolian army and buy time for the cities behind him to prepare for the battle. For his soldiers, Puying can only do the only way to make them live as much as possible before the war is over.

"Boom", the Mongolian army camp made a loud noise, and black and red flames mixed with thick smoke rushed into the sky, causing the defenders on the city to cheer.

When he heard the loud noise, Puying was slightly stunned. Why are there still people in the Mongolian camp? According to time, as long as the brothers who went to the camp were alive, they had already rushed over. It was absolutely impossible for them to persist in the Mongolian camp until now. The rising flames clearly tell every experienced general that it was a wonder that only the explosion after the fire was ignited.

"Shangguan Feng and Chen Hong, bring the troops to the door to respond, be careful not to get entangled with the enemy, be stunned, prepare artillery." Puying quickly made a judgment on the enemy situation and proposed countermeasures.

"After orders", the generals took the order and left, and the faces of the soldiers on the city wall were red with excitement when they were about to fight.

More than half an hour later, several stumbled figures appeared in the sight of the defenders. They supported each other and walked towards the city gate. The troops who were supporting each other quickly surrounded him, confirmed their identity and rushed them back to the city.

It was General Ji Er, and the soldiers on the city wall suddenly recognized Ji Canglang's body, which was horizontal and high. In the eyes of everyone's expectation, Ji Canglang, covered in blood, was supported to walk up the city wall with a large bow of more than one person.

"Help General Ji enter the enemy building to rest, be careful of the vigilance." Puying calmly ordered and turned around and walked into the enemy building first.

Ji Canglang gasped for a while and told everyone the whole story of the camp. The Mongolians were not good at camping, so they were successful in sneak attacks. The first wave of soldiers set fires everywhere while rushing, and the Mongolians who were awakened in their sleep were in chaos. When they reacted to deal with the first wave of campers, the second wave rushed in from another breakthrough point, followed by the third wave. The three breakthrough points made the Mongolian camp in chaos. Although there were many Mongolian soldiers and many blockers, nearly half of them rushed over. Ji Canglang inspected the troops and was about to march eastward, but suddenly found that the big bow in the hand of a soldier was different.

At the same time, it was not the horned bow used by the Mongols. He liked the bow and immediately understood why the cold arrows fired in the Mongolian camp just now were so powerful. The Mongols did not come in a hurry this time. They found a weapon that could compete with the muskets, the longbow. Then they asked, and Ji Er found that in addition to the longbow, the Mongols also carried a large number of artillery. It was found that the soldiers of the artillery said that the artillery had several iron hoops on it, and they were very huge. So Ji Er made a quick decision and asked his subordinates to lead their troops to quickly run east to Liaoyang for help. He secretly rushed into the Mongolian camp with more than a hundred dead soldiers.

The Mongolians who were tortured for the middle of the night had just breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, there was still such a desperate person who dared to come back to seek death, but were caught off guard by Ji Er. The soldiers who rushed around had been in the enemy camp for a long time and finally arrived at the place where the fire was piled up. There, they were attacked by Mongolian warriors. The two sides had killed for more than a moment. The soldiers fell one by one in front of the firehouse. Seeing that the entire army was about to be wiped out, a soldier named Xiao Mazi tied the last few grenades to his waist and ignited them toward the firehouse. The Mongolians could not stop them, so they had to watch the firehouse being bombed into the sky. At the moment when the Mongolians were busy putting out the fire, Ji Er and the remaining brothers broke through the camp, and only seven of the one hundred brothers came back.

"Brother Canglang,..." Puying stared at Ji Canglang with clear words. He could not say a word of encouragement or commendation. More than a hundred soldiers who escaped from the tiger's mouth turned around and killed them without hesitation. No matter how praise the words seemed pale in front of such feats.

"There are three brothers in our family?" Ji Canglang smiled. He knew what Puying wanted to express. He stretched out his right hand, clenched his fist and hit Puying's shoulder.

Puying also stretched out her right arm and gently pounded Ji Canglang's shoulder with her fist. The men in the army were all indifferent.

The sun still rose on the grassland, illuminating the land where the Mongolians and Han people lived, even though the land was red again and again by human blood. Mongolian soldiers who were harassed by Ji Canghai for a night dragged their tired bodies up from the tent, cooked rice for the superiors and themselves, and smoke rose from the camps, and the strong fragrance of milk tea slowly floated across the grassland.

In the city of Daning, the fragrance of milk tea also wafts out. This food that can cure greasy and thirst is a common breakfast for Outer Mongolians and Han people. In recent years, the Mongolians and Han people have influenced each other. Eight or nine out of ten defenders have become accustomed to drinking milk. Every household in the Mongolian people has several Han costumes. If it weren't for war, it would be difficult for the people to walk together to determine who was Han and who was Mongolian.

To count the losses, the leading Mongolian generals were furious and furious. The subsequent materials would take more than ten days to be transported. The artillery that was hard-working to prepare cannot play a role. The Mongolian soldiers who were sieging the city could only be targets for the other party's artillery. How can such a battle be fought?

"Damn barbarian, cunning barbarian." He waved his whip timidly. This expedition was not very smooth. In recent years, he spent a lot of money to hire Semu people to cast artillery and accumulate strength. He waited for this day to restore the old mountains and rivers and put the southern barbarians back at his feet. This spring finally came. He made an appointment with the Mongolian tribes in Monan, Mobei, and Moxi to raise troops together under the order of the Khan. Unexpectedly, before the team set off, the trust history sent to the Jinshan tribes brought a very angry news. The Jinshan tribe refused to send troops, because the old nest was threatened by the northern army and his home was in danger. The leader of the Jinshan tribe, Guan Tong, proposed to send troops.

The conditions were that the troops in the south of Mohe first helped him deal with the Zhenbei Army and restore all parts of Liaodong. They put their opponent's weaknesses and did not act, but they had to touch the opponent's fists. The troops in the south of Mohe were not so stupid. The leaders of the troops in the south of the tribes led by the Wuqiye Te tribes were determined to give up the Jinshan tribes connected with their own blood and let them die themselves. They took the route of Xu Da's Northern Expedition to attack south. This route crossed the Daning and Rehe River, less than a thousand miles away from Beiping. Taking Beiping was equivalent to obtaining the arsenal of the Ming Dynasty. The world's good steel came out of Beiping. The world's fresh and ingenious things also came from Beiping. The land of Youyan was to the south and the horse was flat. Getting here, the cavalry could attack down at any time.

If one of the Han and the Mongols must have to stand up on the other corpse, and of course, he would choose to let the blood of the Han people dye the earth red. After a century of prosperity in the Central Plains, the Mongols at this time were no longer the eagles that dominated the world back then. Many places in their bones were even more Han than the Han people. The milk of the grassland could no longer support them. On the land outside the border, they would only gradually decline. During this southern expedition, Yesudier and Huoerhudun had already expressed their tendency to be unwilling to obey the orders of the Tuogusi Timur. If the southern expedition failed, the entire Dayuandige would fall apart.

It was not far away. No one remembered the oaths of the Mongols on the banks of the Onan River, nor did anyone remember the wolf-tooth arrows that Da Khan gave everyone. The Yuan Dynasty was expelled from the Central Plains, and none of the Khanate in the western region extended a helping hand. This southern expedition, Tuogus Timur made a promise to cede half of the country (of course, half of the Ming Dynasty), but the lame wolf Timur and Dongchagatai Khan were fighting with great joy and had no time to pay attention to it. Shu Chi's descendants were waving their sabers to cut off the heads of Tolei's descendants. General Mu Huali's descendants lost his courage, and they hugged in their shells like turtles and dared not stand out.

God of Changsheng, can you open your eyes and look at your children and give them the courage to embrace their brothers? It is like a knife to think of these in your heart. While he was inexplicably sad and angry, the soldier's report interrupted his meditation.

"Report to the Lord Zhiyuan, Lord Xie asked for your opinion." A guard gently reported outside the tent.

"Let him come in", pinched a timid and squeezed out an order from his throat, making him feel even more depressed. He was most afraid of someone mentioning this Han commander named Xie in front of him. He felt more uncomfortable when he heard this person's name than eating a hundred flies.

The man named Xie was just a small official with a mosquito-legged thigh in the Ming Dynasty. Ziqilai led his army to attack the capital. As soon as the army arrived at the city, Xie immediately colluded with the spy to offer the city gate and became the biggest hero. Although everyone was disgusted when they looked at Xie Yuanliang, Ziqilai still appointed him as the commander of the thousand men as the spy's previous promise.

The newly appointed Mongolian commander Xie Yuanliang had a bright armor and his Mongolian battle robe was spotlessly washed, and he pushed open the tent door with great energy. When he saw that he was timid, he bent his knees and subconsciously wanted to kneel down. Halfway through, he remembered that this was a Mongolian tent, which was changed to a Mongolian ceremony, and almost fell off.

"I've met Lord Zhiyuan."

"No," Ziqie waved his hand and signaled him to stand. The swaying look was really uncomfortable. When his eyes felt a little more comfortable, Ziqie tried to ask as kindly as possible, "What's the big deal about General Xie coming?"

When Xie Yuanliang heard that the Lord of the Zhiyuan called him a general, his bones were immediately lighter. He changed into a face that he wanted to pounce on him and hugged the other party's thigh and licked his boots and said, "Sir, as far as the last general knows, the soldiers in Daning City are few and few, and our army has already stopped fighting. The soldiers are eager to fight. They suggest that you order the attack immediately."

In siege, do you think the other party has few gun targets or there are many soldiers on our side? The two sword eyebrows that were timid immediately twisted into a bump on their foreheads, their faces turned cold, and they asked in a deep voice: "Is General Xie a good strategy to defeat the enemy?"

"There is no good strategy, but the general is very familiar with Puying. He knows that guy is soft and oh (hard) and doesn't eat it. Our army might as well take advantage of the fact that the Southern Barbarians have not arrived and have reinforcements to capture the city in one go. Otherwise, when the reinforcements come, the city will be even harder to attack. The time has been delayed for too long, and it will be too late to prepare for the city in the pass." Xie Yuanliang spoke in a Wu accent and shouted at the Southern Barbarian, as if he was the direct descendant of Genghis Khan and Kublai Khan's biological son, expressing his anger towards the Ming Dynasty.

Go, your grandma, I wish I could kick this boneless thing out of the tent. Why don’t you rush to the city yourself to try it yourself? Mongolian cavalry dominate the world, and siege the city with horses is not their strength. If you attack Daning, wouldn’t it be their life to kill the soldiers? Look at the skinny dog ​​in front of me, I really can’t do anything about him. When this thing was broken in the capital, it was even more cruel than the Mongolians. I didn’t know how many of my former companions fell under his knife. I really don’t know how such a person’s heart grew. Since he didn’t treat his own tribe as a human being, he would definitely not regard the Mongolian soldiers under his command as human beings. The soldiers following such people have been in trouble for eight lifetimes. Life and blood are just pedals for him to get promoted and make money.

The more I looked, the more I felt that Xie Yuanliang was disgusting. Now that this man surrendered to Mongolia, he was even more Mongolian than the Mongolians. Once the Mongols failed one day, this man would definitely turn around and be a Han man who was more loyal than all Han people. All the disgusting things he did in the Mongolian camp would be said to be sleeping on firewood and tasting gall.

"Master Zhiyuan", Xie Yuanliang saw that the other party was speechless for a long time, but just stared at his neck, and felt a little scared in his heart, calling out "gentle".

"Oh, I'm thinking about what you said just now. You said you are very familiar with Puying." Ziqilai suddenly had an idea and pretended to be encouraged to ask Xie Yuanliang.

Xie Yuanliang did not hear the meaning of his words. He thought that the Lord Zhiyuan wanted to ask about the situation of the defenders of Daning City, and immediately said with a straight chest: "It is very familiar. The general has worked with Puying under the old man Xu Da'er since the fifth year of Hongwu. He knows very well about Puying's temper and nature. If you have any questions about the Lord Zhiyuan, you will ask the last general. The last general should speak out and say everything."

As a soldier in the garrison, he didn't even have the chance to meet Xu Da, so he had no chance to work with Puying. He knew that the cowhide was even more bulging than a tent, but he didn't poke it out. He happily patted Xie Yuanliang on the shoulder and said, "Brother Yuanliang, this time I went south, thanks to your familiarity with the road, our army was unstoppable. I have already published a book to give it to you, and your official uniform will be replaced soon."

"Mr. Xie Zhiyuan cultivates it. Master Zhiyuan has the kindness of knowing and meeting the young people, and they will recreate the kindness of the young people." Xie Yuanliang was so happy that he almost cried. He survived in the Ming army for half his life, but he was not promoted. Within a month after coming to the Mongolian army, he was about to be promoted. This time, he would be promoted to tens of thousands of households. Blue smoke came from the graves of the ancestors of the Xie family.

"But you have to make some contributions, otherwise others will say I am biased, right?"

"The little one understands. At the command of the adult, the little one goes through fire and water, and he will never refuse." Xie Yuanliang patted his chest and made a sound, showing a picture of a sea of ​​swords and fires in front of him. However, he did not forget to leave a way out on his mouth and whispered reminder: "But the little one is not good at siege, and his brothers are under the jurisdiction of the little one. They are not familiar with each other, for fear of missing the affairs of the Lord Zhiyuan."

"Don't you go to attack the city. I know you are not familiar with your subordinates yet. In this way, the leader of the thousand-man was too stupid yesterday and actually threatened a hero like Puying. Today you go to the city to send a message for me, saying that the leader of the thousand-man was rude to Puying yesterday, and had been beaten heavily by me and then he was taken to the coolie camp. If you advise Puying to surrender to my Dayuan, my Dayuan will never move every piece of grass and tree in the city. As long as Puying leads his troops to surrender, he will immediately make him a king, reaching the south to Rehe and Fengzhou in the north, all of which belong to him."

"Ah, this..." Xie Yuanliang's mouth was so open that he could stuff a roasted lamb into it. The fat man's arrow on the city yesterday was not a joke. This person is very likely to be Ji Er, the general of the magic arrow. The name of the magic arrow is extremely loud in Xu Da's old subordinates. It is said that even the passing geese can be castrated with one arrow. If you try to persuade him to surrender, it is obvious that he will die.

"What, this is, I, the general of Dayuan, are not afraid of death. How should those who disobey military orders deal with it? General Xie should be memorizing the military laws of the descendants of Dayuan." Looking at Xie Yuanliang's face that fell from heaven to hell, he finally sucked his anger and ridiculed him to the fullest.

"Mr. Zhiyuan, the young man had a marriage with the one named Pu. If he went there, he might be a disgrace to his mission." After muttering for a long time, Xie Yuanliang finally found a very suitable reason.

"It doesn't matter, you Han people are competing for war. If the two countries are fighting, they will not beheaded, and you will not be allowed to enter the city." He timidly played with the rat in his hands, and was very happy. Without waiting for the other party to find reasons, he uttered the order loudly, "the person coming."

Several personal soldiers heard the sound and entered the tent and stood with their hands down.

"Look for a few surrendered soldiers to escort General Xie to the city to persuade him to surrender, and send three hundred archers to escort General Xie so that he would not let Puying underestimate us."

"Yes", the guards raised Xie Yuanliang, who was almost sank on the ground, and walked outside. No country would recognize the coward who betrayed his nation for his personal glory and wealth. Seeing Xie Yuanliang's jokes, the guards would be reluctant to do so.

No matter how Xie Yuanliang prepares, no matter how he delays, he can't stand it. Before the fire was delivered, Wang Zhongyilai did not intend to let his brothers use their bodies to pile up hills, and in exchange for a gentle voice, he sent his personal soldiers to Wengniu Te troops to invigorate fire, and at the same time gave the seized antiques as gifts to Wang Zhongyi, who was in charge of fire and military weapons. Wang Zhongyi, a wise man hired by various Mongolian departments, brought the recipe and smelting books of the Central Plains fire, as well as detailed pictures of the country.

Even if it takes another hundred years, you will not be able to understand the Han people. Ziqilai looked at the map on the table and kept shaking his head. Daning, Nanhelin, Yumen Pass, three big arrows aimed at the Ming Dynasty's territory. This was also an offensive route set by listening to Wang Zhongyi's suggestions, so that the Ming Dynasty could not take care of each other. This person was indeed a hero with a unique skill and his strategy was very appropriate. When he came to Mongolia, many generals, including Ziqilai, thought he was a spy, but the authenticity of the gift he presented showed his attitude.

At that time, Wang Zhongyi was neither humble nor arrogant, and said the reason for his surrender to Mongolia was very simple, "Good birds choose trees to live in, good ministers choose masters to serve. The Emperor of Ming Dynasty did not give me the space to display my talents. I want to sell what I learned to the wise lord who knows the goods..." He was a civil servant who was implicated in the Hu Weiyong case and was demoted to Liaodong. A man was worried about his achievements and was not worthy of his reputation. As for which master to serve, he didn't care. Wu Zixu could dig the tomb of King Chu, and Wang Meng could achieve Fu Jian's hegemony. He wanted to accomplish great things, so he did not stick to the details.

These Han people could find such a good reason to sell their ancestors. Ziqie looked at the map and began to be trance. "In fact, the Han people value agriculture rather than commerce on the surface. In fact, everything can be sold in their bones, as long as you give the right price." This is the experience gained by Nairman, who was released from the Central Plains, and before going to the expedition, he carefully explained it to the generals of various divisions. Ziqie looked forward to the sky-high price he offered to Puying to get rewards. Thousands of miles away, General Baisheng Yesudier was looking forward to conquering his opponents with enthusiasm like him.

"Returning to your general, he checked very carefully. Li admired him. Li is indeed a businessman, but please tell him that Li Ling dares to sell anything, but he doesn't dare to sell his motherland."

Helin (nan), General Li Ling, Dashu, politely bid farewell to the Mongolian envoy who came to persuade him to surrender, turned around and walked into the rolling Yellow River.

The remaining Han men looked at each other, smashed the muskets in their hands on the stones by the river, and supported each other behind the general.

The setting sun is deserted, the falling arrows are like rain, and the waves wash away the heroes.
Chapter completed!