Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

Zhu Fenghui looked around, a sneer appeared on his lips, and the smile looked particularly cold under the morning light. He said slowly: "If we surrender to the Jiannu, we can go to Liaodong and avoid the suffering of war for the time being. This is the second benefit." His voice was low and powerful, as if every word contained a thousand pounds of weight.

"However, the disadvantage is that it is easy to die. In Liaodong, the weather is freezing, with wind and snow. Many people die from the cold and hunger. The old, weak, sick and disabled rarely reach the Great Wall." There was a subtle trace of compassion in Zhu Fenghui's words, but his eyes were still firm.

"Are you willing to go?" His words echoed over the parade ground, carrying an unquestionable power.

"No!" the soldiers shouted indignantly in unison. Their voices resounded through the sky, filled with hatred for the Jiannu and love for their hometown.

Zhu Fenghui paused for a moment, and his eyes swept over everyone present, with both majesty and encouragement in them. When the training ground returned to silence, he said loudly: "The final benefit is that after surrendering, you may become a bannerman and avoid death."

"But the disadvantage is that you will have to follow the bannermen to Liaodong and be slaves for generations. The food you harvest will belong to the bannermen, the houses you build will also belong to the bannermen, and even your wives and daughters will have to be provided for the bannermen's enjoyment. Are you willing to live this kind of life?"

Baoyi Aha means household slaves, and they have the lowest status among the Eight Banners. Most of the household slaves were captured Han people. During the Jiannu's several invasions of the pass, most of the captured Han people were killed, or became Baoyi Aha, or were incorporated into the Eight Banners of Han. Very few people were able to escape back to the pass. For these soldiers, such a fate was undoubtedly more terrible than death.

"I don't want to!"

"I don't want to!"

The soldiers' eyes were wide open, and their roars were one after another. Their faces were full of anger and unwillingness. The soldiers and civilians in Xuanfu suffered a lot from the looting of the Jiannu. Their relatives and friends were killed by the Jiannu, or taken to Liaodong and their whereabouts were unknown. More suffering came from the loss of food. They starved and their families were broken up. These sufferings accumulated and finally broke out at this moment.

Zhu Fenghui stood still, his figure looking particularly tall in the morning light. He allowed the soldiers to vent their emotions, his eyes showing both understanding and determination. After a long time, the training ground returned to calm again.

Zhu Fenghui said with a serious face: "Everyone, I was trusted by the court and His Majesty to come to Xuanfu to preside over government affairs. However, the Jiannu were cruel and entered the pass again to massacre the people of my Ming Dynasty. As an official appointed by the court, I, Zhu Fenghui, am determined to defend Xuanfu Town to the death to repay the court, His Majesty and the people of Xuanfu Town!"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a heavy weight. His eyes were shining with a firm light, which was a kind of loyalty and love for the country and the nation.

"Since we have decided to defend to the death, then either the Jiannu die, or I, Zhu Fenghui, die!" There was a sense of determination and tragedy in his words, as if he was ready to live and die with Xuanfu.

"There will inevitably be casualties when defending a city. As the saying goes, do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. Everyone has their own aspirations and cannot be forced. I will never stop those who fear death and want to surrender." There was a hint of helplessness and tolerance in his voice. He understood everyone's choices and fears.

"For those who want to leave, I will give you one night to pack your bags. Tomorrow morning, outside the west gate, I will personally escort you out of the city." There was a determination and decisiveness in his words, as if he had already prepared for the worst.

"Anyone who goes against this word will be punished by heaven and earth! Everyone, go away and think carefully when you go back!" His words carried a kind of majesty and inviolable power, as if he had made an oath that could not be broken.

After Zhu Fenghui finished speaking, he turned and left. His figure looked particularly tall and firm in the morning light, as if he was ready to live and die with Xuanfu. Guerrilla General Ding Yi hurriedly followed him out of the parade ground. His heart was full of admiration and worry for Zhu Fenghui.

"Lord Yan is in need of people right now. Why doesn't he stop the people from leaving the city? Instead..." There was a hint of confusion and worry in Ding Yi's words.

"I understand what you mean!" Zhu Fenghui said without turning his head, "All kinds of signs such as fortifying the city, clearing the fields, cutting off water sources, and poisoning indicate that I, Zhu Fenghui, want to defend Xuanfu Town to the death, right?" There was a hint of coldness and determination in his voice.

"Yes." Ding Yi nodded, his heart full of admiration and worry for Zhu Fenghui. He knew that Zhu Fenghui had already made plans for the worst.

"If you were a general of the Jiannu army, and you met the people fleeing from Xuanfu Town when the enemy was at the gates, what would you think? Would you accept their surrender?" Zhu Fenghui sighed helplessly, his heart full of love and concern for the people. He knew that this war was not just a contest between armies, but also a contest between the hearts of the people.

"Are these people... spies?" Ding Yi muttered. His heart was filled with admiration and worry for Zhu Fenghui. He knew that Zhu Fenghui had prepared for the worst. He also understood that Zhu Fenghui was teaching all the people in Xuanfu Town a lesson: surrendering to the Jian Nu would lead to death, but not surrendering would give them a glimmer of hope.

"But... Lord Yan, are you just going to watch these people die?" Ding Yi couldn't bear it, and there was a hint of trembling and helplessness in his voice. He knew that this war was cruel to everyone.

Zhu Fenghui turned around, stared at Ding Yi with sharp eyes and said, "General Ding, I have already given them a chance. What I said on the parade ground is the truth. Whether they believe it or not is not up to me." There was a firmness and decisiveness in his voice, as if he had already prepared for the worst.

"Besides, this is the path they chose themselves, so don't blame others!" Zhu Fenghui's words were resolute and cold, as if he had foreseen the outcome of the war. He knew that this war was not just a contest between armies, but also a contest between people's hearts. And he was ready to live and die with Xuanfu.

Ding Yi stared at Zhu Fenghui in a daze and sighed. He knew that Zhu Fenghui had made a decision and he could only follow. So he followed Zhu Fenghui to the warehouse to make final preparations for the upcoming war.

……

Duoduo rode on his horse, holding a clairvoyant and looking at Xuanfu Town in the morning light. His eyes flashed with greed and coldness, as if he had already regarded the city as his own. Haoge rode a warhorse alongside Duoduo, his face also full of desire and expectation for the city.

"Have you found it?" Hauge shouted behind him, with a hint of anxiety and anticipation in his voice.

"Your Majesty, we found it," a general replied, holding a book in his hand that contained detailed records about Xuanfu Town.

"Read it out loud." Duoduo ordered, his eyes flashing with greed and coldness.

"Yes." The general received the order and began to read: "In the 24th year of the Hongwu reign of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang's 19th son Zhu Sui was named the King of Valley and stationed in Xuanfu Town. Zhu Sui felt that the city was too small, so he expanded Xuanfu Town in the 27th year of the Hongwu reign of the Ming Dynasty. It took a year to expand the city into a large city with a radius of 24 miles and seven city gates."

"In the sixth year of the Zhengtong reign of the Ming Dynasty, the walls of Xuanfu Town were eroded by water and soil. The Ming court spent six years building the walls of Xuanfu Town with blue bricks. After the wall was built, it was 45 feet thick and 36 feet high. The city gate was surrounded by an urn city, which was connected to the moon city. There were corner towers at the four corners of the wall, and there were trenches, moats, suspension bridges and other defense facilities outside the city."

"In the sixth year of the Wanli reign of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming court established the Xuanfu Military Governor's Office in Xuanfu Town, which governed the two towns of Xuanfu and Datong to disperse their power and took the opportunity to repair the city wall of Xuanfu Town."

After hearing the news, Duoduo and Haoge lost their previous arrogance. They knew that the strength of this city was far beyond their imagination. Although the city wall of 45 feet thick and 36 feet high was not as good as that of Beijing, it was definitely among the best in all the cities of the Ming Dynasty. Moreover, the city wall was repaired in the sixth year of Wanli, which was only more than 60 years ago. This Xuanfu Town was more solid than they imagined.

Haoge looked at Duoduo and asked cautiously, "Uncle Ten, do you have a plan for attacking the city?" There was a hint of worry and uneasiness in his voice. He knew that this war would not be easy for them.

Duoduo put down his clairvoyance and looked at the slowly moving army behind him. His eyes flashed with coldness and determination, as if he was ready to fight this city to the end. After a moment, his eyes gradually became cold and stern: "Zhu Fenghui has already prepared a strategy of defending to the death. We must not fall for his trick of false surrender."

There was a firmness and determination in his voice, as if he had foreseen the outcome of the war. He knew that this war was not just a contest between armies, but also a contest between people's hearts. And he was ready to fight to the end with Xuanfu.

"Tulai, Aobai." Duoduo shouted, with a sense of majesty and inviolable power in his voice.

"I am here!" Tulai and Aobai shouted in unison, with a hint of urgency and anticipation in their voices. They knew that this war was a good opportunity for them to make a contribution.

Tulai was the seventh son of Fei Yingdong, one of the "Five Ministers" of the early Qing Dynasty. He was originally affiliated with the Bordered Yellow Banner, and later changed to the Yellow Banner. Aobai was a member of the Bordered Yellow Banner, the grandson of Suoerguo, the leader of the Suwan tribe, the nephew of Fei Yingdong, and the third son of Wei Qi, the governor of the Eight Gates. The two of them followed Duoduo into the pass this time, firstly to make up for the lack of troops of Duoduo and Haoge, and secondly to grab the credit. Because in their eyes, Xuanfu was already in their pockets. Of course, Dorgon assigned them to serve under Duoduo mainly to
When the Tenth Prince received the news, it was dusk. The sunset glow in the sky was as gorgeous as war, but it could not hide the coming storm. Hundreds of people suddenly emerged from Xuanfu Town, their figures lengthened in the sunset. The people in the front were wearing armor and holding spears. The bright luster was particularly dazzling in the sunset, and they looked like the army of the Ming Dynasty; the people behind were carrying bags, supporting the elderly, and leading children. They looked like ordinary people, and their eyes were full of fear and anxiety.

The army had just settled down in the camp when Duoduo heard the voice of the messenger. He sat on the tiger-skin chair, without even raising his head, he sneered and asked, "Didn't you receive Tulai's order?" The messenger was surprised and replied, "Although we did, we are worried that if we shoot them at this time, the Ming army on the city will fight to the death, so..." Duoduo's eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, and he sneered, "You are so smart. Come on, drag him out and give him twenty strokes of the cane. Tulai is the vanguard in front of my tent, and his words are military orders, you should execute them without any doubt." The messenger was hesitant to speak, but Duoduo's words were like ice, so he dared not say anything more, and could only be dragged out by the Eight Banners soldiers outside the tent. After a while, screams spread throughout the camp, like the howling of ghosts and wolves under the night sky.

After Tulai received Duoduo's signal, he led his troops out of the camp. His figure was like a cheetah in the night, heading straight for the soldiers and civilians who were fleeing in Xuanfu Town. On the city wall, Zhu Fenghui and the others watched hundreds of soldiers and civilians leave the city. Zhu Fenghui was tall and had a resolute face. There was both reluctance and determination in his eyes. Although most people believed in Zhu Fenghui, there were a few people who had doubts. They were former garrison generals and merchants. These people were not the beneficiaries of the reform, but suffered losses. So they did not believe Zhu Fenghui's words and simply surrendered to the enemy. Their figures on the city wall looked particularly lonely, like abandoned chess pieces.

As the refugees ran, they looked back at the top of the city wall, their eyes full of vigilance and fear. The Ming army on the city wall mocked them: "Those who desert from the battlefield will not have a good end!" "You escaped at the right time when the Jiannu army was besieging the city. You are suspected of disturbing the morale of the army. If I were Lord Yan, I would definitely behead them and show them to the public to calm the morale of the army!" "Run away quickly, or I will bombard you if you are late!" The mocking words were like sharp blades, cutting the hearts of the refugees.

As the Ming army on the city wall mocked, a cavalry rushed out of the Jiannu camp, their figures were as strange as ghosts in the night. The soldiers carrying flags carried three yellow flags with patterns of white clouds, red fire, and black dragons embroidered on them. The flags fluttered in the wind, like the call of the god of war. Soldiers carrying flags are not only exclusive to infantry, but also to cavalry. The cavalry's flags are relatively small, usually tied to their backs or horses, to guide the direction of attack. Soldiers carrying flags are the most conspicuous in the chaotic army, and they are responsible for the charge, so they have a high status, on par with the commander-in-chief, and have the best food and equipment.

"Jian...Jiannu's Zhenghuang Banner!" A Ming soldier exclaimed, his voice full of fear and uneasiness. Zhu Fenghui picked up the telescope and stared at the cavalry. This was the first time he saw Jiannu, and also the first time he saw the Eight Banners soldiers. The war horses of the Zhenghuang Banner soldiers were very sophisticated. They were like black lightning, crossing the trenches as if walking on flat ground. Their armor was very similar to that of the Ming army except for the color. The cotton armor consists of eight parts: upper coat, lower skirt, shoulder guard, armpit guard, front cover, and left cover. It is yellow all over and made of blue cowhide. The yellow armor is particularly dazzling in the night. The helmet is painted black and decorated with a copper-gilded hoop. The necklace is also copper-gilded and shaped like a gourd. Black necklaces are hung around it. The necklaces sway in the wind, like the smile of the god of death.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the cavalry of the Zhenghuang Banner quickly rushed towards the fleeing soldiers and civilians. Their speed was like a gust of wind and rain, leaving the fleeing people with nowhere to escape. When they were close to the range of an arrow, the soldiers carrying the flag led everyone to draw their bows and arrows, and the arrows poured down like raindrops, drowning the fleeing crowd in a moment. The arrows were like the sickle of the god of death, reaping innocent lives. Then they drew their bows again and aimed at those who had escaped. After two rounds of arrow rain, there were only a few people who could stand, and the ground was stained red with blood, like a Shura field.

Seeing this, seven or eight cavalrymen drew their sabers, leaned on their horses and rushed towards the remaining people. Their swords flashed like lightning, instantly piercing the night. Blood splattered everywhere, and wailing sounds rose one after another. All of the more than 400 people were slaughtered, without a single one spared.

Everyone was silent, they were so shocked by the tragic scene that they could not speak. Zhu Fenghui closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes were more determined and vicious. The other soldiers were speechless, unable to come back to their senses for a long time. "Jian... Jiannu just came up and killed people without asking any questions?" A soldier asked in disbelief. "What else? Do you expect them to kowtow to you before killing you?" Another soldier said bitterly. "It's a good thing I didn't run away. Jiannu is too terrible, no, it's cruel! They are more vicious than jackals, tigers and leopards!" A soldier said tremblingly. "So..." Zhu Fenghui took over the conversation, "Only by being more cruel than them can we defend this city and protect the people in the city." "Is there anyone else who wants to surrender?" Zhu Fenghui turned around and stood in front of the city gate tower and shouted loudly. Behind him in the distance were densely packed Eight Banners soldiers, their figures were like a black cloud in the night, pressing people to breathe. In front of him were Ming soldiers with firm gazes and resolute attitudes, their eyes full of fighting spirit and determination.

"No!" "No!" The soldiers raised their weapons and responded loudly. Their voices were like thunder, shaking the city walls. "Okay, from now on, I will eat and live on the city walls, and I swear to live and die with Xuanfu Town!" Zhu Fenghui's words were like an oath, resounding through the sky. Inspired by Zhu Fenghui, the Ming soldiers shouted: "We swear to live and die with Xuanfu Town!" "We swear to live and die with Xuanfu Town!" The shouts shook the earth and were as passionate as a war song. The messenger heard it and relayed it to Duoduo.

Duoduo showed a disdainful look on his face. He sneered, as if he didn't care about the oath of the Ming army. However, he clenched his fists again and again, revealing his inner anger and determination: "Tell the Eight Banners of Han to build siege equipment overnight. I will attack the city tomorrow morning!" "Also, tell all the troops to guard the city tonight to prevent the Ming army from attacking at night! Especially the cavalry. Anyway, the cavalry will not participate in the siege, let them be responsible for the night!" "Hey." The messenger responded and left. In the night, Duoduo's figure looked even more gloomy and terrifying.

While Duoduo was arranging his troops, Zhu Fenghui was sitting in the city gate tower discussing countermeasures with the guards of each city gate. There was a gleam of wisdom in his eyes, as if he could see through everything. "Lord Yan, the Jiannu are exhausted after coming from afar. Why not send a few hundred dead soldiers out of the city for a night attack? Even if they can't kill a few people, they can make them afraid of our army." A guard suggested. "Yes, Lord Yan, give the order! There are more than a hundred dead soldiers in our army who have an irreconcilable hatred with the Jiannu!" Another guard also echoed. Zhu Fenghui looked at these excited generals, and his heart was full of emotion and pride. However, he also understood that a night attack was not easy and required careful consideration. "Night attack... the Jiannu will definitely be prepared." He said after a moment of silence. "It's better to disturb the enemy than to attack at night." "General Ding, you need to trouble yourself tonight to let the Jiannu taste the weapon of the Ming Dynasty!" Zhu Fenghui's words revealed determination and ruthlessness, and his eyes flashed with the light of victory. In the darkness of night, a thrilling battle is about to begin...

The night was as dark as ink, so dark that it seemed to swallow up all the light, tightly wrapping every corner of Xuanfu Town. In the east of the city, the Jiannu camp was like a sleeping beast, lurking in the night. In order to prevent the Ming army from raiding at night, they specially dispatched 3,000 cavalrymen as night watchers. These cavalrymen wandered around the camp like ghosts, always alert to the surrounding movements. At the same time, another 3,000 soldiers slept in armor, ready to respond to emergencies at any time. Once there was any disturbance, they would wake up immediately and join the battle.

In front of the camp, there were chevaux de frise, deer horns and various obstacles, like a dense forest, guarding the camp firmly. The night watch cavalry were divided into fifteen teams, each with 200 people, led by Niulu Zhangjing. They patrolled around the camp with steady and powerful steps, their eyes as sharp as eagles, always ready to deal with possible enemy situations. Once they encountered the enemy, they would strike the gong to sound a warning. The dull and powerful gong sound echoed in the night sky, making people feel cold. It is almost impossible to launch a surprise attack at night!
The moon was hanging in the sky, as bright as silver, casting a soft glow, adding a touch of mystery to the silent night. The guards of the Eight Banners were all on high alert, their eyes appeared sharper under the moonlight, as if they could see through all the movements in the dark. Tulai led more than a hundred people and hid behind a hill. Their figures appeared looming under the moonlight, like a group of ghosts. Except for a few people who were on guard, the rest of them lay on the grass, half asleep, maintaining a delicate balance, so that they could rest and recover their physical strength, and be ready to respond to possible emergencies at any time.

Soon, Oboi came on horseback, his figure looked tall and mighty in the moonlight. After getting off the horse, he sat next to Tulai and said softly: "Tulai, how about we switch shifts? You work the first half of the night, and I'll keep watch in the second half." His voice was deep and powerful, revealing an unquestionable firmness.

Tulai responded with a smile, his smile looked a little weird under the moonlight: "Aobai, are you trying to take away my credit? We are all from the military. If the Ming army attacks at night, it must be in the second half of the night. There will definitely be no problem in the first half of the night!" His voice revealed a kind of confidence and calmness, as if everything was under his control.

Oboi's expression remained unchanged, and he said in a deep voice: "Not necessarily! When Li Zicheng besieged Beijing, he fell into the Ming army's night attack plan. Zhu Fenghui must be well aware of this." His voice revealed a solemnity and worry, and it was obvious that he was still afraid of the Ming army's night attack plan.

Tulai frowned when he heard this and hurriedly asked for details. Aobai then slowly told the story of how Li Zicheng had fallen into a trap. His voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to strike Tulai's heart, moving him.

After listening to Aobai's story, Tulai's brows gradually relaxed. He sneered: "The Ming army does not have many cavalry in Xuanfu. Even if there are, they will not be sent to attack at night. Our army's camp is ten miles away from the city, and there are cavalry patrolling all night. If the Ming army comes, they will definitely not return!" There was a kind of confidence and arrogance in his voice, as if he had completely seen through the Ming army's plan of night attack.

"So what you mean is..." Aoba's voice revealed helplessness and depression. He obviously disagreed with Tulai's confidence.

"No!" Tulai said firmly, his voice revealing an unquestionable firmness. His eyes seemed even sharper under the moonlight, as if he could see through everything in the darkness.

Aobai was depressed and was about to mount his horse and leave when he suddenly heard the sound of hurried horse hooves in the distance. The sound of horse hooves was like a drum beating on his heart, which moved him. Aobai's expression changed and he looked in the direction of the sound. He saw an Eight Banners soldier galloping over. His figure was looming in the moonlight, like a ghost.

Tulai's reaction was even more intense. He stood up suddenly and took out his clairvoyance to look far away. The clairvoyance was like his third eye, allowing him to see everything in the darkness. The figure of the Eight Banners soldier was getting closer and closer, his face full of anxiety and tension, as if he had brought some important news.

Under the moonlight, two soldiers of the Eight Banners came galloping. Tulai and Aobai looked at each other and mounted their horses to meet them. Their figures looked even taller and more powerful under the moonlight, like two unshakable mountains. After the two met up with the scout, the scout clasped his hands and reported hurriedly: "Report! The east gate of Xuanfu Town was opened from the inside by the Ming army, and there are Ming troops gathering outside the city. Because the distance is too far, even with a clairvoyance, it is difficult to identify them clearly, and only their general outlines can be seen." His voice revealed a kind of anxiety and tension, as if he had brought some great news.

"Is the news true?" Tulai asked in a deep voice. His voice revealed a solemnity and seriousness, and it was obvious that he attached great importance to the news.

"That's right!" the scout said firmly, "The Ming army held torches when they left the city." His voice revealed an unquestionable firmness, as if he had witnessed it all with his own eyes.

"Research again and report back. Be careful of the Ming army's ambush." ​​Tulai instructed. His voice revealed a sense of caution and vigilance. It was obvious that he was still in fear of the Ming army's night attack plan.

"Yes." The two scouts responded and left. Their figures gradually faded away under the moonlight, like two ghosts disappearing into the night.

After the scout left, Tulai and Aobai looked at each other and began to discuss countermeasures. Their eyes seemed sharper and deeper under the moonlight, as if they could see through each other's inner thoughts.

"The Ming army...how dare they be so bold? They actually went out of the city to launch a night attack with such fanfare!" Aobai had an unbelievable look on his face. His voice revealed a sense of surprise and confusion. It was obvious that he was very puzzled by the Ming army's actions.

Tulai was also confused. He recalled that during the three major expeditions of Wanli, the Ming army was good at field battles and sieges. However, at the end of the Wanli period, the Ming army's advantage in field battles gradually disappeared. Especially after the Liaodong Iron Cavalry built by Li Chengliang was destroyed in the Korean battlefield, the Ming army's field battle advantage was gone. The Eight Banners Soldiers took their place and carried forward the field combat capabilities. They were not only good at surprise attacks, raids and night battles, but also equipped with firearms with the help of Ming Dynasty merchants. The ability to attack and conquer reached its peak!

"Since they dare to send troops out of the city so blatantly, they must have made some preparations. Why don't we inform the two princes as soon as possible and then discuss it?" Tulai was more experienced and did not dare to make decisions on his own. His voice revealed a sense of caution and steadiness, and it was obvious that he attached great importance to this matter.

Aobai nodded, leaving dozens of cavalrymen to meet the scouts, and rushed back to the camp with the rest of the people. Their figures appeared even taller and more powerful under the moonlight, as if they were a group of invincible warriors.

In the central army tent, Duoduo and Haoge were drinking and having fun. There were dozens of scantily clad women singing and dancing in the tent, making it very lively. Duoduo's face was red, and he had obviously drunk a lot. When he was about to pull a woman over to have fun, he was interrupted by the arrival of Tulai and Aobai.

"Your Majesty, Tulai and Aobai are outside the tent requesting to see you." The voice of the messenger sounded outside the tent. His voice revealed a solemnity and seriousness, and it was obvious that he knew the consequences of disturbing the two princes at this time.

Duoduo was furious. He hummed, let the dancer go, and sat upright. Haoge was drinking by himself, his face was red and his eyes were a little dull, obviously he had drunk too much. He didn't react much to the arrival of Tulai and Aobai, he just raised his eyelids slightly, and then continued to immerse himself in his own sea of ​​wine.

"Your Highnesses, according to reports from scouts, the Ming army is gathering outside the east city gate. There are cavalry and infantry, but the number is unknown." Tulai reported respectfully, his voice revealing a solemnity and seriousness, and it was obvious that he attached great importance to this news.

At first, Duoduo thought he had misheard, and he asked in surprise, "What?" His voice revealed surprise and confusion, and he was obviously very surprised by the news.

Tulai repeated it respectfully, his voice revealing an unquestionable firmness, as if he had witnessed it all. Duoduo immediately came to his senses. He was about to order the generals to go to the tent, but then he felt that it was very inappropriate. Before obtaining specific intelligence, the rest of the generals could not be disturbed, otherwise it would affect tomorrow's siege plan.

"Wait for the news from the scouts!" Duoduo lost interest after waking up. He drove all the dancers out of the tent, leaving only himself and Haoge. His eyes looked deeper and sharper under the candlelight, as if he could see through everything in the dark.

After waiting for a while, the scout came back and reported: "The Ming army had about 500 cavalry and 1,000 infantrymen leaving the city. After leaving the city, they walked one mile east... and then..." The scout's voice revealed hesitation and dubiousness, and it was obvious that he found it difficult to talk about what happened next.

Looking at the hesitant scout, Duoduo slammed the table and said, "If you have to fart, say it quickly. I am impatient, don't you know?" His voice revealed anger and dissatisfaction, and it was obvious that he was very dissatisfied with the scout's hesitation.

The scout swallowed his saliva, secretly glanced at the faces of Tulai and Aobai, and said helplessly: "After one mile out of the city, they... they went back to the city." His voice revealed a sense of helplessness and frustration, and he was obviously very puzzled by the actions of the Ming army.

"What?" Duoduo was so angry that he stood up. He first looked at the scout angrily, and then set his eyes on Tulai and Aobai. Considering that the other party was the key figure that Dorgon wanted to win over, Duoduo sat back and said lightly: "It's okay, keep watching the Ming army, don't fall into their evil plan." His voice revealed a solemnity and seriousness, and it was obvious that he took this matter very seriously.

"Everyone, please go back." Duoduo waved his hand, indicating Lai and Aobai to leave.

As soon as Tulai and Aobai turned around, they saw a scout behind the original mound with a sad face and frowned brows, as if he was carrying a heavy burden. He hurried over and reported: "Report! The east gate of Xuanfu Town is wide open, and the Ming army is gathering outside the city, and it seems that they are doing something wrong."

When Oboi heard this, anger instantly surged in his heart. His eyes were like torches and his voice was low and powerful: "Are they here again? This is really too much!" He clenched his fists with veins bulging, showing his inner anger and unwillingness.

Tulai was older and more stable than Aobai. He pondered for a moment, his eyes deep, as if he could see through everything: "Research again and report again, be sure to be careful of the ambush of the Ming army! They are cunning and must be guarded against." After that, he patted Aobai on the shoulder and comforted him: "This is just a strategy of the Ming army to tire out the soldiers, there is no need to be too anxious."

"It's no big deal! It's no big deal!" Aobai waved his hand, trying to shake off the annoyance in his heart, but his eyes were still sharp, revealing his disdain and hostility towards the Ming army.

After saying this, Tulai lay down on the grass behind the mound, closed his eyes and rested, as if all the troubles had nothing to do with him. He breathed evenly and looked peaceful, as if he was having some kind of mysterious communication with the earth. After two quarters of an hour, the scout came back, sitting on the horse, with an embarrassed and somewhat panicked look on his face: "Report! The Ming army left the city and went east for one mile, and then quickly retreated back into the city. Their whereabouts are mysterious and puzzling."

"See, I was right!" Tulai said while lying on the grass with his eyes closed, with a hint of pride and confidence in his tone.

The corners of Aobai's mouth twitched slightly, and he sat on the ground helplessly, but his heart was like a raging sea, and it was difficult to calm down. After a moment, he suddenly stood up, called the scouts on standby, and said with a sharp gaze and a firm voice: "I ask you, the moonlight and stars tonight are so bright, how far can you see with a clairvoyance? I want a definite answer!"

The scout didn't dare to answer casually. He took out his clairvoyance and looked into the distance for a while before asking cautiously, "How far are you talking about? Specifically, do you mean... identifying the enemy or the scenery?"

"Distinguish between friend and foe!" Aobai said firmly, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

The scout hesitated for a moment and replied seriously: "Two hundred steps is the limit. Any further will be blurry." (About three hundred meters.)
"Okay, that's enough!" Aobai's mood improved instantly, as if he had found a magic weapon to defeat the enemy. "Order the scouts of each department to immediately investigate the situation of each city gate. Once they find anything, report it immediately. There must be no mistakes!"

"Yes." The scout left quickly and his figure disappeared into the night.

"Aobai, what are you going to do?" Tulai asked puzzledly. He sat up, his eyes revealing his concern and expectation for Oboi's decision.

"I want to have a good sleep!" Aobai's eyes revealed a fierce light, like a beast ready to attack, "But before that, I want to teach the Ming army a lesson. They have repeatedly tested our Eight Banners of the Qing Dynasty, and I have long been impatient."

As he spoke, he pulled out a map from his bosom. The map was a little worn, but the markings on it were clearly legible. He asked his men to pass him a torch, pointed at the map and said, "Tulai, the scouts said that we can only distinguish between the enemy and us within 300 steps, which means that after the Ming army is one mile out of the city, the defenders on the city will not be able to distinguish between the Ming army and our Eight Banners. This is our chance!"

"Really?" Tulai looked into the distance. Xuanfu Town looked hazy and mysterious under the moonlight. He nodded in approval, but he felt a little worried in his heart.

Aobai continued, "In this case, we might as well send troops to surprise the Ming army and catch them off guard. They will definitely not expect us to take the initiative to attack."

Tulai shook his head, his face looked even more resolute under the firelight: "A sneak attack by the Ming army is one thing, and an active attack is another. According to our current deployment, although we dare not say it is impregnable, it is also indestructible. If we hold the camp, the Ming army will have no chance. But if we take the initiative to attack, once there is a loss, the consequences will be disastrous..."

Seeing Tulai shaking his head, Aobai advised again: "The artillery on the city wall of Xuanfu Town can shoot two or three miles, or even farther, but the premise is that they can distinguish between the enemy and us. Even if the Ming army can see us and distinguish between the enemy and us, the artillery shells can only have a greater lethality against dense formations. If our cavalry sweeps across, there will be very few casualties! This is a rare opportunity that we cannot miss."

"No, we must not take the initiative to attack without the Tenth Prince's generals!" Tulai's attitude was very firm, and his eyes revealed an unquestionable determination, "This time I lead the Zhenghuang Banner out of the pass to make merit, but at the same time, I can't let the Zhenghuang Banner take risks."

When Aobai saw Tulai's refusal, his eyes gradually dimmed, like a lamp about to go out. This time, the Bordered Yellow Banner gave him 1,600 cavalrymen, which was a trump card in his hand. After blocking the river during the day, the thousand cavalrymen under his command were already exhausted, and even if they wanted to, they were powerless to attack the Ming army at night. The remaining 600 troops were too weak, and the surprise attack could not achieve the expected effect.

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Aobai's eyes lit up again, as if he had found new hope. He said sarcastically: "Tulai, this time we entered the pass to plunder the Xuanfu area. The Ming court fortified the city and cleared the fields! We can only attack the city, and there are few opportunities for field combat! Unfortunately, the Zhenghuang and Xianghuang Banners brought cavalry into the pass this time. Cavalry does not attack the city, and you don't want to make merit? Do you want to let Xianghuang Banner take the lead?"

"What would the emperor think if he knew?" Oboi's words struck Tulai's heart. His words revealed his desire for fame and his loyalty to the emperor.

Tulai hesitated for a long time, as if he was in a fierce struggle. Finally, he nodded heavily, as if he had made a difficult decision: "Okay, if the Ming army dares to leave the city again, I will lead a thousand cavalry to kill them. You lead the rest of the troops to closely monitor the other gates of Xuanfu Town to prevent the Ming army from leaving the mountain. It doesn't matter how many people are killed, just treat it as training!"

"If I am attacked and trapped, you lead the army to support me!" Tulai's words revealed his trust and expectations for Aobai.

Half an hour later, the scout came again to report. Tulai stood up, and the two mounted their horses. Tulai led a thousand cavalrymen and galloped towards the east gate of Xuanfu Town. Their figures looked brave and determined in the moonlight. Oboi counted the remaining soldiers and followed Tulai from a distance, ready to support at any time. His eyes revealed firmness and determination, like a beast ready to attack.

A thousand cavalrymen, each holding a log and their horses wrapping their hooves, walked on the moonlit ground. Although wrapping the horses' hooves with soft cloth could reduce the noise, it also made the horses lose their sense of touch with the ground, causing their speed to be reduced. However, this was not a problem. The only thing in their minds was to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds, and nothing else mattered.

Along the way, scouts from the Eight Banners kept reporting on the situation of the Ming army, like a network of intelligence that kept the movements of the Ming army firmly under control.

"Report! The Ming army is neither advancing nor returning to the city one mile east of the city. It seems that they are resting in the same place..." There was a hint of doubt and confusion in the scout's words.

"How many soldiers are there?" Tulai asked in a deep voice. He already had a vague premonition in his heart.

"There are about 500 cavalrymen, but no infantrymen!" Tulai was surprised by the scout's words. There were no infantrymen leaving the city this time. Did the Ming army really want to launch a night attack? Or... were they trying to confuse us?

"Are you sure?" Tulai asked cautiously, his eyes revealing doubt and scrutiny of the intelligence.

"Yes, I used my clairvoyance to keep an eye on the Ming army after they left the city and made sure there were no infantry. After I got closer, I calculated based on the outline of the cavalry and found that there were only 500 cavalry at most." The scout's words were filled with confidence and determination.

Tulai thought quickly on his horse, his brain was like a high-speed machine. The Ming army bullies the weak and fears the strong, and will run away when they encounter danger. If he led a thousand people to rush over at this moment, no matter how bad the Ming army's horses are, they will flee back to the city before being chased. In other words, as long as they run within 300 meters of the city wall, they will be safe. Only by showing weakness first can the Ming army be lured into taking the bait!
After observing the terrain, he immediately ordered a captain beside him: "You take 200 people to lure the enemy. As long as you can lead them one mile to the east, it will be considered a great achievement." His words revealed his trust and expectations for the captain.

"The rest of you follow me to set up an ambush here. When you hear the sound of gunfire, chase the Ming army with all your might!" His voice was firm and powerful, like an order that could not be disobeyed.

The deputy commander thought for a moment after receiving the order, and then led his troops away. His figure appeared brave and resolute in the night, like a tiger about to pounce on the enemy.

The moon rose to the zenith, and the stars were shining brightly, as if dancing for the upcoming battle. One mile east of Xuanfu Town, five hundred Ming cavalrymen waited patiently. Their armor gleamed coldly in the moonlight, like cold blades. Soon, the sound of horse hooves was heard, and a cavalry of several hundred people came running from a distance.

The two hundred Jiannu cavalrymen wore dark armor and rode their horses towards the Ming army. Their figures looked ghostly and mysterious in the night, like black lightning. One hundred steps... ninety steps... eighty steps... This captain expected to shoot arrows when they were seventy steps away from the Ming army, then turn their horses around and flee back. Fifty steps was the maximum range of the cavalry bows and arrows, and such arrows would definitely not have killing power. When the Ming army saw them, they would definitely think that the Eight Banners soldiers were panicking and chased them.

One hundred steps... ninety steps... eighty steps... Just as he was counting to seventy steps in his mind and preparing to shoot, something unexpected happened. Hundreds of Ming soldiers suddenly appeared in the ditches, behind the mounds, behind the trees, and beside the rocks beside the official road. They held bird guns, but there was no open fire to ignite the gunpowder. These people seemed like hidden killers, quietly waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

I saw these people holding the bird guns in front of them, aiming at the charging Jiannu cavalry, and pulling the trigger. Bang! The dull sound of the bird guns suddenly rang out, breaking the quiet night sky. It was like a battle horn, announcing the beginning of the killing. Bang bang (End of this chapter)