Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

More than 20,000 Harleh Qingqi was harassed by Sun Huanshan on the way. The so-called "poisonous gas" overturned many people on the first night. The leader of the party was depressed, but he could not abandon these comrades, otherwise it would be Let them die. m..

So they tied them on horseback and followed along slowly.

After that, the Ming army relied on its own advantage of one man and three horses, and constantly harassed the Harits at night, making it difficult for them to rest easy.

During the period, the Harits were chased and killed, but the Ming army didn't catch the trouble at all. When there were more people, they ran away.

Afterwards, the Harits simply gave up to encircle and suppress these scornful Ming troops. Thousands of men and horses were assigned to spend the night every night. Although they were still disturbed by various noises, they could finally sleep with their ears plugged.

"...Brother Qing, go slowly! Sister, I have tears in my eyes, and I can't wait for you to come back! A red apricot comes out of the wall, Ou...Ouou...cough cough cough!"

Sun Huanshan coughed and took the earth trumpet to Hong Zhong, and cursed: "Ma De! I can't let you make up a small song. I'm ashamed to go to sing an **** song even though I'm a magnificent thousands of household officials!"

Hong Zhong took the earth trumpet and Dui smiled and said, "My lord, your composition is extraordinary! The officials estimate that the Harits are going crazy."

Just three miles away from the left side of the Ming Army, the listless Harleh Qingqi was running parallel, but turned a blind eye to Sun Huanshan, who had only a thousand people.

Sun Huanshan glanced back and saw that all his subordinates behind him were plugging their ears, frowning, and he couldn't help being furious.

"My official song is not good?"

Immediately the hands that were blocking the ears were put down, and everyone smiled and praised.

"My lord, when you hear this tune, you feel that your body is ablaze. If there is a girl in front of you, you will definitely go crazy!"

"My lord, if you go to Jinling, with this skill, you can also get away in the Qinhuai River for free!"

"Yes, there is not someone named Liu in Qian Song, it seems to be living in a goulan, and those women are willing to support him."

"My lord, if your majesty knows your voice, looking back will definitely make you enter the palace to show your skills!"

"..."

"To shut up!"

Sun Huanshan was proud of being praised, but Hong Zhong said: "My lord, the Harlem has accelerated!"

The Harits accelerated, because at this time the distance from Xinghe Fort was only more than fifty miles.

...

That night, Sun Huanshan led his troops back to Xinghe Fort.

Upon arriving at Fang Xing's place, Sun Huanshan said triumphantly: "Uncle, Harlem is probably crazy."

Fang Xing was looking at the document, this was from the Xuan Palace.

"Although it's a bit awkward, but you did a good job, you count it as a good job."

As Fang Xing threw a sheepskin bag over, Sun Huanshan took it and shook it. Hearing the sound of water inside, he couldn't help but say with joy: "Uncle wise!"

Fang Xing said with a smile: "The wise and the unwise are not here, I ask you, after many times of chasing, what do you think of the strength of the Harits?"

"Awesome!"

Speaking of business affairs, Sun Huanshan put a hippie smile away, and said with a serious face: "Their reaction was very quick. When the first raid on us, the officials did not expect them, and as a result, they lost more than 30 people. Later, the officials thought about muskets and grenades. If they couldn't fall into the enemy's hands, they took someone with a grenade to disperse them, but... how much the remains of those brothers are damaged... the officer is guilty, please punish him!"

Fang Xing closed his eyes and imagined the situation at the time, and said: "You can't be blamed for this. Fighting with less can drag the Harits for so long. The flaws are not concealed. Very good!"

As long as there is war, there will be death. As a general of the army, if Fang Xing used a benevolent attitude to mobilize troops and condemn generals, it would harm others and himself.

"Uncle, they will be in Xinghe Fort tomorrow morning."

"Not afraid!"

Fang Xing said playfully: "More than 20,000 tired soldiers, Ben wants to see if they dare to come!"

Although he felt relaxed in his heart, Fang Xing still made people go to the Xuan Mansion overnight to spread the letter, and at the same time made the Tatar Ministry to strengthen its guard and dispatched scouts.

In terms of familiarity with the grasslands, the Ming army is inferior to the Tartars, so when the enemy is about to arrive, Fang Xing finally uses them.

Then the scouts of the Tatar Tribe and the Ming Army scouts gathered together, searching and advancing in the direction of the Harith.

"Uncle, do you want to give them an ambush?"

Lin Qunan felt that it was possible to dig a hole, and Fang Xing had taught it back then.

Fang Xing shook his head and said: "No, the opponent is a ranger, and I can only fight one round in ambush. If the opponent dared to fight back, we might collapse first."

This kind of tactics is only suitable for weak enemies, or the firepower is dense enough, otherwise, if the opponent counterattacks, it will be self-defeating.

...

"Uncle! Uncle! The striker is here!"

Upon receiving the news early in the morning, Fang Xing was relaxed, and then led his subordinates out of the fort to greet him.

Standing outside the fort gate, looking to the left, Fang Xing asked: "How many people? Who leads the team?"

"Uncle, it's Ning Yanghou."

Chen Mao?

Fang Xing was a little entangled. During that northern expedition, Chen Mao released his kindness to him and frustrated Zheng Heng once. But the two didn't have much friendship after all, so when they meet at this time, who is in charge?

The cavalry in the distance began to spread out to the two wings, outflanking a bit provocatively.

Lin Qun'an said disdainfully: "I have fought several battles here before coming here, show off!"

Old Xin squinted at the cavalry and said, "Master, they are all elite soldiers, but they are a little arrogant. If you can't let them go and touch the Harlem."

Fang Xing shook his head and said: "Your Majesty has no will, and I am just a man, but he is Hou. I can't support his subordinates."

Xin Laoqi's idea is good, at least it can get rid of the arrogance of the forward.

With horseshoes, the cavalry came from the left and right, and finally gathered in front of the fort, coldly watching Fang Xing's party.

"Play momentum with me?"

Fang Xing couldn't help laughing when he saw this formation, and shook his head: "Ignore them, just because Harlem is about to arrive~www.readwn.com~ I think Chen Mao can dare to try."

While speaking, there was a rush of turmoil in the cavalry array, and then gave up a passage.

"Uncle Xinghe, you have worked hard!"

Chen Mao rode out and shouted while arching his hands.

Soon, Chen Mao got off his horse, smiled and walked towards Fang Xing who was welcoming him, patted him on the shoulder, and laughed: "I'm training soldiers in Peking, all day long listening to you killing enemies here, killing and killing. Yeah, I didn't even go to get out of love. It's amazing, Xinghe Uncle!"

Fang Xing glanced at the group of cavalry, and said: "They are all small enemies, and the victory is not happy. This time Ning Yanghou has been the vanguard. It can be seen that your majesty wants you to do your merits!"

Chen Mao glanced at Fang Xing's gaze, then yelled, "A group of veteran ruffians! Get out!"

Turning around, Chen Mao explained: "This group of guys heard that you have done a lot of work in Peiping. This is jealous."

Fang Xing smiled and said: "In the battle, there is no good fortune or misfortune. Fang also relied on the bravery of his subordinates to win a few games by luck. The lieutenant general of the Ningyang army will follow the orders afterwards. I must be able to Break the Harlem."

These words are self-defeating, and put themselves in the position of subordinates, but they hide needles in the cotton.

Brother listen to you, you can hit whatever you say!

Chen Mao looked at Fang Xing in amazement, his facial expression changed sharply, and finally turned into a wry smile.

"Are you a civil servant? We guys in the army, say one is one, say you can do it, and besides, I don't understand the firearms under your command! If you lose the battle by commanding indiscriminately, would you be willing? Watching me be beheaded by your majesty? Go for a walk! Let's drink!"

The army said that drinking is not allowed, but the generals often drink privately. As long as Zhu Di knows about it, no one will care when there is no fighting.

Fang Xing walked in with his shoulders in his arms and smiled: "Fang has a heart, but the scout has just heard the news, and it is estimated that it will take night to drink."