"It's not even a shock." Cao Zhenyan put on a disdainful face and said, "The people in Dongjiang are just a bunch of lice. This is what the garrison Baijia said. The slave thought it was right. He just ignored it completely, which would be itchy at most."

"We always have to find a way to solve it." Dorgon disagreed with this. His status is far above ordinary people, and he can fully grasp the high-level information that even white armor cannot access.

Although Dongjiang does not have the ability to fight head-on, this kind of guerrilla warfare, spy warfare, and endless harassment also caused a headache for the senior officials of the Later Jin Dynasty.

When expeditioning to western Liaoning or Mongolia, we must consider the North Korea and Dongjiang behind us.

Dongjiang and North Korea are still a malfunction behind the bones. Every time they send troops, they have to consider preventing the forces behind these two. They are also a headache that the senior Jurchen leaders, including Nurhaci and Huang Taiji, will consider.

Dorgon said lightly, "It is impossible for him to tell this Han Dynasty about strategic considerations involving senior officials, even if he trusts Cao Zhenyan very much."

Cao Zhenyan bowed his head and said nothing. At this time, the less he said, the better.

"As you say so." Dorgon couldn't help but yawn. Staying up late was as difficult as the young and the old. If it weren't for the vague shouts of killing outside, he would have gone to bed long ago. Dorgon pressed his mouth and tried his best to lift his spirits and said to Cao Zhenyan: "It seems that there is no danger this time."

"This must be." Cao Zhenyan said in a deep voice: "As I saw, the army was mailing around, and the main force chased Dongjiang and left. Unless there was a fish that had leaked the net or Dongjiang had any deeper intentions, this time the matter was over."

"Oh? Alas." Dorgon didn't care much about Cao Zhenyan's disregard, but he could hear that Cao Zhenyan was not very sure. The matter suddenly started, who knew what the purpose of Dongjiang suddenly came? Dorgon yawned again and finally said, "You did a good job in this matter. I asked someone to reward you with ten taels of silver. Now you go down."

"I thank my master for your kindness." Cao Zhenyan knelt down and thanked him, with a very respectful attitude, and also showed the joy of being rewarded by the favored slave.

Of course this is pretending. Although the Cao family is not good, they will not be so happy even if they have ten taels of silver. What is important is to convey Dorgon's attitude towards the Cao family and Cao Zhenyan, which is the most important thing.

Dorgon was also very happy. His slave was quite capable of doing things. He had been worried before and could not tell why. It seemed that someone reminded him that something unusual would happen. Now it seems that he was still worried and nothing unusual. The Dongjiang soldiers who attacked Tangchi this time were bluffing like the Dongjiang soldiers who had attacked variously before, and they were just running over to make trouble.

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At midnight, Huang Taiji, Manguertai and others personally led their troops to pursue the fleeing Dongjiang Town soldiers in the wilderness. Under the clear light of the moonlight, a large group of cavalry fled about ten miles ahead. Although the moonlight was very good, only dark shadows seemed to be visible and visible from such a distance. Only the sound of horse hooves was too dense and rapid, making it easy for those chasing them to determine the direction.

Even Huang Taiji was very surprised. Why did the Dongjiang soldiers have such a good appetite and are so brave again? This time they actually rushed to Tangchi.

But such pursuit is no longer meaningful. The Taizi River is ahead. Once you cross the river, there are large areas of dense forests. People from Dongjiang dare to attack because of this reason. Once you cross the river, it is no longer the Jurchen ruling area. There is no question of effective control. A large number of mountains and dense forests from Kuandian to Phoenix City prevent the Jurchens from deploying their troops. More importantly, there is no way to quickly maneuver and advance. It is really necessary to send large troops, just like Nurhaci did before. Dongjiang is amazing and retreating to the island. It is impossible to cross the sea or cross the river in summer. It is frozen in winter, but the islands in Dongjiang can chisel ice to break the sea surface. Moreover, it is as difficult for the Jurchens to fight in winter. It is true that the Jurchens are savages, but they will also be afraid of such severe cold.

Mangourtai looked impatient, and of course he had no interest in this mission.

There were less than two thousand soldiers in Dongjiang Town, and the sound of the sound of being created was quite loud, and there were shouts of killing everywhere. However, it seemed that these people were more interested in making trouble than real war. It was like a naughty child who casually slapped the door in the morning of winter. When you opened the door and came out, you were about to beat him up. The little bastard had already run away without a trace.

Among the shouts of killing, some unlucky Dongjiang Town soldiers were caught up by the Jurchen armored soldiers like wolves and tigers. Whether they were slashing spears or shooting heavy arrows, these Dongjiang soldiers fell to the ground like wooden stakes, silent and died soon after they shed blood.

The Jurchen nobles sometimes looked at the dead bodies. The bodies were pale in their faces. This was the color after excessive blood loss. They had obvious scars on their bodies and the blood had solidified. The corpses were originally as thin as humans, and now they looked even thinner and shorter.

The men in Liaodong were generally not short in height. These dead men in Liaodong might have been burly men. They may not have lived well in the past. At least they could grow up safely and become tall and strong men.

They may not have been very happy when they work, join the army, or go on business, but they can still live like this, and support their parents, raise their children, and pass on their bloodlines from generation to generation.

The appearance of the Jurchens cut off all the connection between these men and the past. People in Dongjiang generally have blood feuds with the Jurchens, either their parents, wives and children, or brothers, sisters and nephews. They are burdened with blood feuds and have deep hatred towards the Jurchens, so they are not afraid of death. Every time they fight against the Dongjiang soldiers, the Jurchens will have a headache. It is not how strong the people in Dongjiang are, how many powerful weapons are made of iron armor or fine iron, or how many excellent firearms are there, but the Dongjiang soldiers have such a fierce and brave nature of fighting. Compared with the Ming army in western Liaoning, the Ming army over there is a group of sheep in iron armor, while the Dongjiang side is an angry bull with blood-red eyes.

Even if you retreat in an unfavorable situation, Dongjiang Town only left a few thousand miscellaneous soldiers to cut off the rear, and these miscellaneous soldiers could still cause a lot of trouble to the Jurchens.

Now these thin bodies were curled up on the ground, and their angry eyes were finally closed. These painful souls were finally redeemed. They died in the battle with the Jurchens and did not lose their ancestors' face. Although they failed to avenge their relatives, they could at least meet their relatives calmly after they arrived underground.

Huang Taiji shook his head gently. The situation in front of him is inseparable from the misconduct of Khan Ama in the past two or three years.

Killing is inevitable during wars, and even the measures of massacre of cities are quite necessary. But if it weren't for the indiscriminate killing in recent years, at least the Liao people's hatred of the Jurchens would not have been so deep.

There are several official shadows in the moonlight, and there are also sporadic barking of dogs.

That is the dog raised by the Jurchens in Guanzhuang, most of which are Niu Luezhen or Zhang Jing, or they may be raised by Baijia's family. Generally, people cannot afford to raise dogs, and they cannot eat enough, and their children are so hungry that they cry all day long. How can they raise dogs in this situation? Only the senior officials in each Niu Lu do not have to worry about food and clothing. They can find Dongjiang soldiers who come to poison or make trouble. Each Guanzhuang belongs to each Niu Lu, and each farm will raise one or two dogs more or less. Once there is a warning, the dog will definitely notice abnormalities earlier than humans.

Huang Taiji looked at the side of his left hand. There were cavalry teams chasing Dongjiang soldiers who were fleeing. They seemed to have bitten dozens of broken tails. Huang Taiji was not very interested in this.

In this case, no one would want to capture these Dongjiang soldiers. Most of them would kill them directly on the spot, leaving at most one or two living words to interrogate. After the question, the same beheaded.

This sneak attack made the Eight Banners very angry, especially some Ge Bushxian sent by Lao Khan. They all have been in the Two Yellow Banners since their father and grandfather. Their family may have served for 30 years and are respectful and loyal to Nurhaci from the bottom of their hearts. They are very angry that this time the Dongjiang soldiers dared to harass Tangchi where Lao Khan was. Even if they risked the galloping horse falling at night, these Ge Bushxians would kill as many Dongjiang soldiers as possible to vent their anger.

"These fools." Manguertai glanced at the running cavalry and said disapprovingly: "There are still hundreds of thousands of people in the Dongjiang River, and Mao Wenlong is not short of manpower. It is worth it to fall and die for these miscellaneous soldiers."

"We don't have to worry about it." Huang Taiji waved his hand tiredly. He shot several arrows himself just now. He felt that he would not use any strength for a long time, and his arms were a little sore, soft, and painful.

"A little more patrol, there are indeed no miscellaneous soldiers lurking and staying there, let's go back?" Mangguertai asked Huang Taiji in a tone of inquiries. They were all their relatives and nobles under their respective banners. This time, everyone came to take a break with Lao Khan. They were all their relatives and confidants under their respective branches. Unexpectedly, something like this happened when they arrived in Tangchi that made everyone very angry. The two great belles and nobles of each banner came out to participate in the war, which was something that no one had expected before.

Mangourtai lacked the most basic enthusiasm for such errands. He just wanted to return to his base and soak it in his own pool to get rid of the fatigue caused by the dust.

"Of course, fifth brother." Huang Taiji's smile was quite gentle. Mangourtai was now his firm ally, and the relationship between the two was getting better than ever before.

It was said that it was a patrol to see if there were any lurking Dongjiang soldiers. In fact, they sent a small number of pointed cavalry to rush around to check.

The wilderness is quiet, and the once lively market towns and villages have long been ruined. This is the core area of ​​the Jurchen rule, but it is also a place that is conducive to the Dongjiang soldiers' sneak attacks. Therefore, only a small number of official villages exist. It is just for the sake of security and news. There are large areas of farming in the nearby places, and more than a dozen Niulu's flag soldiers and war soldiers are stationed. Once the Dongjiang soldiers come in large numbers, these Niulu will gather under the orders of Jialaezhen or Gushan Ezhen to form a battle formation to fight.
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