Eighth year of Chongzhen

Chapter 467
Four days later, nearly 5000 people from the Liu and Zhang tribes, who were slightly repaired in Fort Kemo, and more than a thousand young and strong Han Chinese recruited one after another, arrived in a mountain depression ten miles southwest of Hetuala in the evening.

"Old Liu, didn't you hear that Jiannu is so powerful, and every time there is a battle, he will send out the sentry fifty miles away, but our large team has come under his nose, why didn't he even look at it?"

The mountain where the Ming army is located is full of bright red armor. The soldiers who have traveled a long distance are sitting and resting in units. Under the strict military discipline, except for the occasional coughing, thousands of people have no voice. Everyone is quietly waiting for the Shangguan's order.

"How could Jiannu have guessed that there was a large army coming across the sea to attack them? Besides, since the old slaves rebelled, they have been suppressing the surrounding area for more than ten years. This land is already the rear of Jiannu. It's tight, it's inevitable to slack off as slaves after a long time, this is a good opportunity for us to make meritorious deeds!"

Liu Guoneng sat straddling a rotten log on a gentle slope, looked around the surrounding green mountains and forests, and answered Zhang Wenyao's question softly.

"The map given by the Ministry of War is really rough. Fortunately, there are local wise people to guide it. Otherwise, this place is full of deep mountains and old forests. We must have been confused! I just don't know what this Hetuala looks like, just listen to what the captives said. I can't explain clearly, the whistle has been out for a long time, why hasn't it returned, can something go wrong?"

Zhang Wenyao took off his heavy helmet and put it aside, picked up the water bag and took a big gulp.

Before Liu Guoneng could answer, a figure flickered at the entrance of the mountain col in the distance. After a while, several soldiers rushed towards the two people. Although it was too far away to see who was coming, there was no accident. The words should be that Yebu, who sent out the enemy's situation, has returned.

Sure enough, after a few people approached, Liu Guoneng and Zhang Wenyao could already see clearly that the person in the front was Sun Kui, the leader who did not accept him at night.

"Reporting to the two generals, the lowly position led people to investigate and return. The general situation of Hetuala has been found out, but it is impossible to know how many Jian slaves there are in the city!"

Sun Kui, who was tall and thin with a pair of long legs, saluted and said.

"Okay! Have you ever been noticed by Jiannu? Is this Jiannu lair good to fight?"

Liu Guoneng praised it first, and then asked.

"Back to the general, I led people to peep through the dense forest on the mountainside behind the city, but I didn't show my whereabouts. I will show the two generals my city defense!"

After finishing speaking, Sun Kui squatted down, pulled out the weeds on the ground to reveal a piece of ground, picked up a branch at random, and explained while drawing.

"I found a good place for Jiannu's lair. It is surrounded by water on three sides and faces mountains in the east. According to the geographical location, it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but in fact it is not very difficult to attack. Why? The city wall is low and tight! I have seen it visually. After a while, the wall is only as high as one person, and you only need to get a few short ladders to climb it!

hey-hey!The humble job wants to laugh!It is said to be a city wall, but it is actually a courtyard wall, and it is not even as tall as the courtyard wall of our big Ming family!Beizhi can see very clearly from the mountainside, as long as you turn in, you will be in the city.

There is a small military camp to the north of the east gate of the city. Judging by the regulations, there are only about 800 to [-] people living in it. I watched it for a long time in a humble position, but I didn't see the practice of building slaves.To put it bluntly, this isn't a city, it's just a fucking village! "

Sun Kui couldn't help laughing while talking.

In fact, he was right.

The Hetu Alam language means a fortress built on a flat-topped hill. Until now, the Eight Banners have always referred to this place as Laozhai, and the official of the Qing Dynasty called it Xingjing, which is similar to Shengjing (Shenyang) and Tokyo ( Liaoyang) and called the Three Capitals.

"Haha! God is helping me! Old Liu, we should make meritorious service! Fuck! This time we are really here! Anyway, as long as we break Hetuala, we will be able to accomplish what the court arranged. Whatever else you do is extra work!"

Zhang Wenyao immediately became excited after listening to Sun Kui's speech, and Liu Guoneng was also in a good mood: "Sun Kui, I will reward you for your first contribution to the battle of breaking Jiannu's lair! Your subordinates are also great achievements! It's alright, you can go and rest." eat!"

After Sun Kui saluted happily and left, Liu Guoneng grinned and said, "Old Zhang, let's just say it. At first I thought it was a narrow escape, but I didn't expect it to be so smooth! According to someone's estimate, the Jiannu in this city No more than a thousand people at most, haha!

Fighting this way, we landed on the island and broke the stronghold. We are very good at fighting in this city!Maybe we can ask Jiannu to kill and injure some soldiers in field battles, but who are we afraid of in street battles? ! "

"Wow, hahaha! Old Liu, you're talking about my heart! I didn't realize that the skills we have practiced for more than a year are not in vain this time! Do you think this emperor is a god? Look at it, it must be." Lie! Those superiors in the Ministry of War said that the landing and short-handed battle tactics we practiced were all ordered by the emperor, and they really came in handy!
This time we have to use our trump card, don't hide it, I guess we won't be able to get in Shengjing! "

Zhang Wenyao's trump card is the 100-man handgun team.

Considering that their team needed more street fighting with the Qing army, Zhu Youjian ordered the Ministry of War to send them 100 flintlock handguns, and specifically requested that [-] people be selected to form a handgun team. Three hand guns for each person, in case the battle situation is fierce, there is no need to delay the fighter plane due to loading ammunition.

The selected 100 people went through a lot of live ammunition drills when they were in Dengzhou. Although because of the extremely low hit rate of smoothbore guns, this hand gun team could not pose a great threat to the enemy ten steps away.

However, when the distance between the enemy and the enemy has been shortened to five or six steps, and when spearmen and sword and shield hands are required to fight, the power of the hand guns will be revealed. The pressure of the shield hand reduces the casualty rate of one's own soldiers.

After landing in Liaodong, because the battles after breaking the city were not considered fierce, this kind of hand gun team has never been used, but the next thing to fight is the old den of Jiannu, and the resistance encountered will definitely be very fierce. It's time for this pistol team to show their talents.

"Success! Tomorrow, ask Sun Kui and the others to go in first and open the east gate. After the brigade enters the city, each of us will lead a team. You lead the team to fight from east to south, and I will fight north to build the slave camp. Since the stockade is not big, Then let's bring 700 people in, because there are too many people and we can't use it. I will lead 500 people, you will lead 200 people to search in the city, and the team doctor will also be divided into two teams to follow! The rest of the people don't need to enter the city, just wait outside the city with.

After the fight, ask those young and strong to raise the flag and build up momentum, so that the Jiannu who escaped can go to Shengjing to report that there is a large army of officials! "

Liu Guoneng touched the short beard on his chin and thought for a while before deciding on a strategy for attacking the city.

"Well, let's send someone to cut some trees and make ladders, Lao Liu, when do you think we should do it?"

Zhang Wenyao looked at Liu Guoneng and asked.

Although the two have equal official ranks, because Liu Guoneng has more eyes, Liu Guoneng has the final say on every major event.

"You don't need too many ladders, a dozen are enough.

When we arrive tomorrow morning, we will start in ugly time!At that time, the sky will be bright, people are still asleep, and Jianu has nothing to guard against, so it's just right for us to kill in! "

　Thanks for the reward of cabbage tofu.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)