There were three hundred Ming troops stationed in Hulunbuir Fort. Because the city had limited houses, all the Ming troops withdrew from the east of the fort and gave the city to Shuolei, the King of Zhongshun from the Ming Dynasty who came from afar, as well as his descendants, personal guards, and the heads of the Chechen vassal tribe.

Shuolei originally thought that Ming Jun was too polite to do this, but now it was the first fortress to go south. He still needed to dress up a "loyal" appearance, so he agreed. Compared with the tents on the grassland, the neat houses, the warm soft beds, and the smooth satin bedding... it naturally has an irresistible charm.

That night, under the warm reception of the Ming army's generals and school garrison, Shuolei, his three sons, as well as the generals under his command, and the leaders of various tribes were all excited, as if they were really brothers.

When everyone was drunk, the Major Mingjun, who was accompanying the drink, suddenly woke up with a clear look, and did not look like he had drunk. While asking the guards to change his epaulettes to him and restore his identity as a colonel, he pushed his colleague beside him who could not afford to pay his respects: "Old Zhao, are you so drunk in two bowls?"

The first two bowls of wine that Ming Jun accompanied the generals and schools were real wine, and the water was raised in the back. Even so, Zhao Wei, chief of staff of the Second Division of the Second Guards, was still drunk on the case because he couldn't bear the effort.

Zhao Wei woke up after being pushed a few times by his teacher Chang Zhifan, his eyes were covered with blood.

"You didn't fall so easily in the past." Chang Zhifan said with a smile.

"I have been staying up late these days, so I took the opportunity to have a sleep first." Zhao Wei stood up, rubbed his face, and changed into his own epaulette.

Because the garrison officers were too high, it would arouse suspicion of Shuolei, so the two appeared as majors and captains, which was suitable for commanding a garrison team of about 300 people. However, this was the main battlefield where the Second Army intended to completely encircle and annihilate the elite Chechen troops of Shuolei. The Ming army lurking in the city had a headquarters for a thousand.

Moreover, this Qiancheng Headquarters is the first explorer camp among all the troops to imitate the special investigation camp. The battalion officer Ma Ming is an old corps who has fought all his life. He is ruthless in his actions and is most suitable for such combat missions that are unprepared for attacking the enemy.

The other troops of the Second Division were distributed twenty miles away near Hulunbuir Fort. This distance is suitable for raids and will not be discovered by Mongolian horse-spying. These Tianshuolei did not even release horse-spying, because he had to play a hospitable master and a loyal vassal. If he was still far away from his land, it was undoubtedly very suspicious.

The old fox thought of various details and completed them. The only thing he didn't expect was that his eldest son's greed had reached the level of father-killing.

"When will I do it?" Zhao Wei asked.

"After the outside control of the Mongol horses," Chang Zhifan put on his cloak, and the night wind on the grassland was still a little cool. He walked out and said, "On this grassland, without a horse is like without a leg. Shuolei said this himself, now let's chop his legs first."

Zhao Wei followed up and knew that this was also a part of the plan. However, he was not optimistic about whether this could be successful. Everyone knows that the Mongolians regard their horses as more important than their wives. Will the Ming Dynasty groom, whose enemies and friends are unknown, help her horses? In his opinion, the easiest way is to send someone to secretly drink water and poison the horses and make all the Mongolian horses collapse without much use.

However, this plan finally prepared two plans for the military headquarters that had not received too much damage to the "trophy" and had not received approval: first, let the groom gather the Mongols' war horses and pull out the Mongols' control range; second, let other troops of the Second Division and the Third Division who came to reinforce the city siege to siege the Mongolian camps outside the city so that they dare not act rashly.

The key is the first step, whether we can successfully drive the horses away.

Chang Zhifan climbed to the top of the city and looked at the camps covered with grasslands outside. There was no sound at this moment. Although the leaders were drinking inside, the Mongolians outside did not drink. Shuolei said that they were not worthy of drinking. In fact, they were still secretly prepared to take action.

If the Ming army took out enough wine for ten thousand people to drink in a fort where food and grass were stored, it would undoubtedly be too fake, so it did not expect to use a pleasing way to deal with the Mongolian army outside the city.

In the previous military discussion, the city had to guard the city until dawn to ensure that the Third Division had enough time to raid and defeat these Mongolian soldiers.

Chang Zhifan touched the cold cannon body and was quite confident about it.

From this position, the Ming Dynasty artillery can cover the Mongolian camp outside the city. Even if the damage of the jump is not considered, the eight-type 19 heavy artillery alone is enough to make the Mongolians both virginity. What's more, in order to make the city more convenient. There are also a hundred small tiger squat cannons in the city, which is also extremely lethal for Mongolian cavalry without iron armor.

Just as Chang Zhifan was waiting patiently, he suddenly found a small lantern flower exploded in the Mongolian camp outside the city.

There were suddenly many torches somewhere, and more and more fires surged from all over the camp toward it.

"What's going on?" Chang Zhifan was stunned: This was obviously an unexpected accident.

Sure enough, not long after, a horseman arrived at the city, was hung up to the city by someone, and ran to Chang Zhifan and said, "Sir, the Mongolians do not allow our groom to lead the horse and kill him."

It is understandable that he was rejected, but it was surprising that he killed someone directly.

"You can't wait, let's do it first." Zhao Wei said: "They must make trouble entering the city to inform Shuolei. If we stop them from entering the city, it will inevitably cause drastic changes."

Chang Zhifan nodded and said, "Let Ma Ming do it! Capture Shuolei and his sons alive. As for the leaders of those small tribes, those who dare to resist will kill them if they don't want to!"

The scattered small tribes on the grassland are like stars in the night sky, especially the tribes such as Khalkha Mongolia that are gathered together based on geographic rather than blood. The leaders of those small tribes do not have much appeal. Once they die, their wives and children may return to another family the next day, so they are of no use to the Ming Dynasty.

Only Khan like Shuolei has some other available points.

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"Father's Sweat, something seems wrong." Babu fell on the soft bed for a while, and suddenly felt chill all over his body, and woke up completely. He found his father's Sweat's room, knocked on the door, and said bluntly. However, when he saw his father's Sweat dress neatly and knew that his father was very guarded, he instantly calmed down.

"The Ming army seemed to be alert." Shuolei said: "The major had an extraordinary demeanor and a flamboyant expression. He was obviously a proud person. Such a person would not live in a small fort."

"Father Khan, now..."

"Don't worry, I've sent someone to find Mingjun to ask for women." Shuolei said.

"I want a woman?" Babu Yiqi, his father is already old and has long since lost his favor to the beauty of the clan. How could he think of wanting a woman at this juncture?

"This is a military fort, there will definitely be no women." Shuolei explained as if he was educated by his son: "So I became drunk and it would be noisy to go out of the city to find a woman under the influence of alcohol."

"What if the Ming army didn't let us go?" Babu's heart tightened and unconsciously touched the hilt of the knife around his waist.

"Then let's go in!" Shuolei narrowed his eyes: "I have already arranged my personal guards outside the city. Once there is any movement inside, they will attack the fort gate. We should cooperate inside and outside, and we do not believe that dozens of Ming troops can defend it."

The reason why Shuolei dared to enter the city with confidence was because he mistakenly thought that there were only a few dozen Ming troops in the city, but there were three hundred people on his side.

In order to dispel Shuolei's doubts, Chang Zhifan took Babu and several Mongolian leaders to visit all the buildings in the city that could be hidden, especially the barns before Shuolei entered the city in the afternoon.

Of course, as for the sacks in the barn, especially the sacks on the second and third floors, it is impossible to open for Babu to check.

That was the trick that the Ming army could hide in the city.

"Father, listen!" Babu suddenly lowered his voice, concentrating his energy, fearing that a rough breathing would affect his father's hearing.

Shuolei obviously heard something, listened with a suspicion: "It's outside the city, and something seems to have happened."

The two were about to walk outside the yard when they suddenly heard footsteps that were so neat that they made them tremble, and the rustling sound of their clothes rubbing as they walked.

Bang!

The two door panels of the courtyard gate were pushed open heavily, and a team of Ming army soldiers walked in front of him, each holding long spears, and a cold light flashed on the tips of the spears.

The Ming army officer who came in was nearly fifty years old, and two silver star emblems on his shoulders shone under the flames.

"I heard that the prince wanted a woman to sleep with her." Ma Ming mocked. His family fought with the Mongolians for generations, and his hatred for the Mongolian Tatars even exceeded his hatred for the Eastern Barbarians.

Shuolei immediately understood that he was trapped by the cunning Han people. He took a deep breath and suddenly shouted loudly: "Come here!"

The long spear raised by the Ming army was flattened, and the soldiers scattered left and right, forming a circle for a month and a half, and attacking at any time.

"They can't come anymore." Ma Ming said leisurely.

Shuolei regretted that he had arranged all his personal guards outside the courtyard, and now he only had one son beside him.

Of course, there are several larger vassal tribe leaders living in the same yard.

When these men heard the movement outside, they came out of their house one after another. They were instantly frightened by the tense atmosphere and completely lost their drunkenness.

Ma Ming whispered loudly: "Those who kneel down and surrender are exempt from death! Those who resist the heavenly soldiers will be destroyed!" As soon as he finished speaking, the Ming soldiers intimidated in unison and approached one step forward.

"Those who kneel down and surrender are exempt from death! Those who resist the heavenly soldiers will be destroyed!" Ma Ming changed his Mongolian language and shouted again.

This time, there was no movement on the Ming army, but the little-headed people behind Shuolei knelt on the ground and surrendered and begged for mercy.

These men were all determined to eat meat and drink soup with Shuolei. Seeing the wind turning sharply, they were unwilling to be buried with Shuolei.

There are everything on the Mongolian grasslands, but there has never been a saying of "loyalty".

Plop!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Shuolei knelt down quickly. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!