Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 273 The wind of the general

  After being surprised and delighted, Liu Jin couldn't laugh anymore.

  Letters...and that box...

  The Tartars are coming, coming...

  I have worked so hard outside this pass, under the order of His Royal Highness, to carry out the fortification and clearing of the wilderness, offended so many people, and suffered so many crimes.

  Can now...

  I... seem to be crazy...

  The gold and silver were all sent to Eunuch Xiao...for the purpose of...

   Liu Jin was even a little unsteady.

  He subconsciously hammered his small mouth weakly with both hands, but compared to the physical damage caused by the hammering, the most painful thing was the heart. It was like a sword stuck there, causing bursts of pain.

   "Chasing... Chasing... I have to chase that Zhang Zhi back."

   He muttered.

  Own gold and silver.

  It’s not just gold and silver, but also credit, this day’s great credit, the credit of saving tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians...

  His tears burst out uncontrollably.

  I have never suffered such a loss in my life.

But he looked outside the city, and the mighty cavalry army began to encircle the besieged city. At this moment, Zhang Zhi was riding a horse, and he might have run far away, at least a hundred miles away. At this time... chasing... What are you chasing, does anyone dare to go out of town?

  In the snow-covered field, there are countless black spots, with no end in sight at a glance. This is clearly the main force of the Tatars, and they came out in full force.

   Liu Jin was trembling all over.

   But at this time, he didn't realize that Ouyang Zhi had climbed the city wall and stood behind him.

  Suddenly so many Tatars came, and the soldiers around them seemed trembling.

   Even though they knew that the towering city walls of Jinzhou separated the Tatars who were one step away from them like a moat, some people still seemed flustered.

  However, Ouyang Zhi seemed extraordinarily calm, his reaction was already half a beat slower than others, and...since his mentor's prediction was correct, he became more calm in his heart.

  Holding the imperial sword in his hand, he just looked down at the city blankly, with no abnormality visible on his face.

  After a while, Li Shan, the inspector censor, He Yan, the commander, and Wang Bao, the middle official, together with the civil and military personnel in the city, also hurried to the tower.

   They stared at everything below the city in dumbfounded shock.

  At this juncture, the Tatars actually came, with murderous intent.

  He Yan felt his back was cold, and his heart was also cold.

  He thought of a terrible possibility. If it weren't for the strong walls and clearing the fields, then, would the thousands and hundreds of guards stationed outside Jinzhou City be able to resist the main force of the Tatars without relying on the city walls? And the people outside the city...

  The Tatars attacked the territory of Ming Dynasty, commonly known as Dacao Valley. This comes from the Song Dynasty. Every time the Liao army went out for an expedition, their men and horses would not be given food, nor would they bring any rations or luggage.

  The Tatars inherited the fighting methods of the Liao people.

  They never brought military rations. They just surrounded the city of Daming so that the army of Ming could not get out of the city, and then began to dispatch cavalry to burn, kill and loot everywhere to support the military supplies.

He Yan couldn't help but glanced back at the barn in Jinzhou City. In the barn, grain had already piled up like a mountain. Outside Jinzhou City, within a radius of hundreds of miles, it could be said that all the soldiers and civilians had entered the city. Strong walls and clear fields, I'm afraid now...

Even if the Tatars don't take Jinzhou, even if they keep Jinzhou City, the 100,000 soldiers and civilians outside the city are probably already dead without a place to bury them, and the inexhaustible food has become the military supplies of the Tatars Bar.

   Suddenly, everyone looked at Ouyang Zhi in unison.

The imperial envoy who came with Yujian had no expression on his face, neither joy nor sorrow. His face was still the same as when he first saw him when he arrived in Jinzhou. He looked like an idiot, but this sluggish face , but at this moment, the people who went up and down felt certain.

   This imperial envoy did not change his face when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him. This is a Tatar army who is completely fearless outside the city. Such a boldness is rare in the world, and he is really very human.

  Emotions are contagious.

Ouyang Zhi's indifference also relieved everyone's suspense. After all, the imperial envoy had already anticipated the surprise attack of the Tatars. Law of the Tartars.

   What a talent, at a young age, he uses soldiers like a god.

   "Imperial envoy... now... what should I do?" Zhongguan Wang Bao glanced at Ouyang Zhi cautiously, and he expressed the aspirations of the soldiers all over the city.

The horror of the Tatars, in this land of Liaodong, no one knows, people have turned pale when talking about it, in Jinzhou, in fact, the Tatars have not appeared for decades, and now the soldiers and civilians suddenly see these innumerable people The Tatar army, to be honest, was panicked.

  Ouyang Zhi pondered for a while, and said, "Defend the city!"

  The voice of speaking is very calm, without the slightest fluctuation of emotion.

   But all of a sudden, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, some people secretly raised their thumbs up, the wind of the general, the wind of the general.

   In fact, Ouyang Zhi was just an Hanlin who came to convey the will. It is not wrong to say that he is an imperial envoy.

   But now, when he defended the city, everyone took a deep breath.

After peace for too long, suddenly there was a backbone who told them what to do, not to mention that this person had anticipated the enemy attack. Under such circumstances, it was really reassuring to be able to remain so calm little.

  He Yan came to his senses: "Yes, defend the city, defend the city!"

  With an order, the entire city of Jinzhou has begun to mobilize.

  The resentful soldiers and civilians suddenly became flustered, and then, they suddenly felt a little grateful to the imperial envoy.

  You know, if it wasn’t for this imperial envoy who resolutely carried out the fortified wall and cleared the country, I’m afraid that the whole family, old and young, would have died under the iron hooves and butcher knives of the Tatars.

  Therefore, when he issued the order, He Yan played a special game: "The imperial envoy has an order, and the men and women are separated. Those who are taller than the wheel will be incorporated into each battalion and work together to defend the city..."

   All of a sudden, I felt relieved.

   Not only because the imperial envoy instantly became a great hero in the eyes of the soldiers and civilians, but on the other hand, this imperial envoy, who is as good as a god, is enough to make them feel at ease when the bandit army is attacking.

  The entire Jinzhou began to get orderly.

  Countless stones and kerosene began to be sent to the city wall, the iron cannons began to be calibrated, the infantry and archers were in place, and the officials performed their duties.

At this time, Ouyang Zhi patted Liu Jin on the shoulder, because from the beginning to the end, Liu Jin didn't say a word, leaning against the female wall weakly, he just looked up at the dark cloud rolling sky, his eyes were a little dull .

"Eunuch Liu, I said it earlier..." Ouyang Zhi looked at Liu Jin, and said word by word: "A mentor is never wrong. Next time, don't slander my mentor again, otherwise... I won't be polite to you. "

   "..." Liu Jin bared his teeth, cursing in his heart, we are going to scold, Fang Jifan GOUNIANGYANG's stuff, you all will die, it's extremely hateful, it's really worse than a pig or a dog. Is there such a trick? Have it?

  Of course, he managed to retain a bit of reason, so he managed to squeeze out an ugly smile, and said in his mouth: "Yes, yes, Uncle Xinjian is like a god. If there is God's help, it's too late for us to admire..."

  ...

  Outside the city.

  The mighty Tatars arrived excitedly.

   Countless people are exhausted.

  They crossed the Daning defense line non-stop and got rid of Duoyan Sanwei. Many people were already hungry and their stomachs were empty!

   Although the Tatars were more advanced than the Liao people when they went out to fight, after all, the society on the grassland would still develop and progress, but the advanced ones were also very limited, because they only brought rations for a few days.

   All the way was saved, in order to wait until Jinzhou, the gathering place of Ming Han soldiers and civilians, the good days will come.

They will never forget the scene where the mouse fell into the rice vat and the change of the fort was done by the Oirats, but since then, the Tatars have engulfed a large number of Oirats. Those old people, word of mouth Following the grand occasion of the year, when they entered Datong, there were villages everywhere, and there was smoke everywhere. They could eat whatever family they wanted, and after eating their food, they would kill their men, and then...

   Although Jinzhou is not as good as Guannei, it is also an important gathering place for Han people.

  When they came, all the tired and hungry Tatars were full of longing, as if the sky also predicted that they would be like their ancestors, happily wreaking havoc on the land of Jinzhou.

   It's just... this way...

  There is no one in thousands of miles...

  Although there are villages, there are no people living in the villages. When they opened their cellars, they did not find a grain of grain. In the snow, the footprints and hoofprints of animals have long since disappeared!

  No one, no grain.

They found some remnants of food in an empty military camp, but obviously, the other party piled up the food that could not be taken away when they retreated, and then burned more than half of it, leaving a large Pile ashes, and some unburnt grain, so the unburnt grain was immediately snatched by the Tatars, almost, several Tatars drew their swords and confronted each other.

They like to eat food, Han Chinese rice, and noodles. In their minds, only very high-level people can eat delicious food, and in order to rush, everyone tried their best to save rations. This journey is only half empty. The current Tatars are like a group of refugees and beggars. If there are villages and food everywhere, everyone can happily hook up and call each other brothers.

  But now... even a grain of grain is enough to cause quarrels and even draw swords.

   The deeper they go, the colder the Tatars will be.

  At first they thought that the nearby villages had discovered their trail, so they fled with their family, but it doesn't matter, they can chase, their horses are fast!

   But later, after a hundred miles deep, they realized that he is NIANG, what about people... what about food...

  Everyone is here, and there is no food left?

  …

  I conceived the plot last night, and I didn’t go to bed until I updated the first chapter this morning, so I got up late, and the second update came late, sorry!

  (end of this chapter)