Beiyang new warlord

"Hey! Let me down, where is this place! I want to see your general! Hey!"

"Okay, stop calling Brother Qian, Mao is here!"

When the sound came, Qian Zeng could see clearly that the hat on the mule was Mao Jue, and he was carrying a flintlock gun made by Tieshan on his back. He also followed the team with a white breath.

Just now, he thought he was being kidnapped, but looking at Mao Jue, Qian Zeng was even more heartbroken. He managed to squeeze out a smile that was uglier than crying, and the guy yelled sadly.

"Brother Mao, this joke is not funny at all!"

"What joke?"

Mao Jue actually raised his hands in a different way, and immediately, he suddenly smiled.

"Brother Qian, did you forget that Mao was still asking you a few days ago, can you sell people's whipped wine? This time, let's try it!"

The soldiers in white cloaks and hats hurried through the forest without seeing the head and the end. Hearing these words, Qian Zeng couldn't help shivering.

Chapter 77. Nails

On the tree, the ice skates fell crystal clear, and the thick snow turned the whole sky into white. In the woods, the howling northeast knife wind made a sound like howling, but occasionally there were birds that came out to look for food. Crying twice, adding a little vitality to this forest.

A piece of snow suddenly fell from an unknown fruit tree, revealing the seeds that had been hidden in it for half a winter. Immediately, hungry birds flew over, scrambling to peck at it. A gray merle with blue flashes stopped pecking, stopped on a nearby tree trunk, tilted its head and looked down. A moment later, amidst the rapid chirping, a group of birds disappeared in an instant.

In the snow below, several white heads were exposed.

"I, I, I said Brother Mao, you are not crazy! The following is but, but"

"I know the site where Yizhou built slaves!"

The binoculars were covered with a layer of frost in this cold winter. Mao Jue took his hand out of the cotton glove, wiped the lens vigorously, then pulled the binoculars away, and looked down.

The city is quite dilapidated, the city wall is only about four or five meters away, and many places have collapsed. I watched the five braided soldiers walking back and forth on the city wall. The city gate was open, and there were also a few braided soldiers lazily basking in the winter sun.

This place is a nail that Jiannu nailed to the Korean Kingdom, and a thorn in Mao Jue's heart. It takes less than three days to travel from here to Iron Mountain. Every time the Eight Banners sweep the North Four Roads of the Peninsula, they also start from here. , Play grass valley everywhere.

At that time, Jianzhou and Yehe fought, and the shouts of killing continued for three days and three nights, scaring the Korean defenders to tremble, and the four doors were closed tightly.The Battle of Moon Valley had just ended, and Mao Jue had already set his sights on this place.

Zhao Kuangyin has a domineering saying, how can you allow others to snore on the side of the couch! The same is true for Mao Jue. There is such an unstable time bomb in the north. No matter how hard he works, he can’t develop. Once people get angry, they will be blind for nothing.

But if we take this place back, the front is the Yalu River. With the advantage of the navy in Dongjiang Town, we can completely defend the river, and we can also harass Houjin's rear. The strategic initiative can be transferred to our own hands, and the whole is safe. Beidao will be in his pocket.

Moreover, there is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in front of us. In order to enter the customs and conquer the Ming Dynasty, Huang Taiji mobilized most of the effective forces. The more than 3000 bannermen of the Zhenglan Banner and Zhenghong Banner in Yizhou are also in the recruitment sequence. There should not be many guards, and at this time Just after the New Year's Eve, the army that entered the customs was also on their way back, and Yizhou City was also the time when people were most relaxed. If this opportunity was not seized, it would be difficult for Mao Jue to fight again.

To paraphrase the sentence in Yingwen, make trouble in the European milk nest!

It's just that the opponent is the Eight Banners, so you can't be too careful. Before hunting, the old hunter in the scout team brought a group of old Liaodong hunters here to step on the plate. With his own 800 troops, Mao Jue was even on the way. The guys didn't leave, gnawed dried sweet potatoes, ate dried meat, and drank snow water. They came over to Shisanli near Yizhou. Dozens of people came to investigate in person.

Looking at the Yizhou City below, Mao Jue still frowned. Qian Zeng wanted to say something, but Wen Meng stuffed a snow ball into his mouth, and the choking son with kidney deficiency covered his mouth and tried again. Bend down.

"General?"

The old man also leaned over, his mink hunting eyes were wide open, even without binoculars, the old man could still see everything hundreds of meters away.

"Five at the city gate, seven on the city wall, and two secret sentries hiding in the nest under the big tree. General, call the big guy and start fighting?"

Although he was defeated all the way, the anger in the Ming army's heart was still blown away, and it was not cold to the end. At least the old brothers Wen Meng were like this, and the newly recruited soldiers were similar. The old scouts all focused on Mao Jue with fiery eyes.

Who knew that Mao Jue shook his head slightly.

"Don't worry! Watch first!"

After staring through the binoculars for a while, Mao Jue hooked his hands at the old man's head.

"Old man, let me keep an eye on you. How many people are there at the gate of this city? When will the guard change? How long does it take to patrol the city wall? How many steps? Grandson is gone, I can't treat you badly!"

"What did the general say, the old man and my grandsons have all died in Liaoyang! The old man's life is the general's! You order, old man, listen!"

After being stunned for a moment, Mao Jue nodded again.

"I take back what I said just now! Old man, keep an eye on it, Lao Wen, you and I will go over there again and have a look, and serve Mr. Qian!"

The two old guys lay comfortably on the snow, just as contented as they were lying on their own kang. Holding Qian Zeng whose tongue was frozen to the ground, Mao Jue climbed to the right ridge again.

After almost a day of investigation, Mao Jue only had a rough idea in his mind, but he didn't plan to stay any longer. After all, there were more than 800 people. It's getting bigger and bigger, and it's been three days of trekking in the snow. In the cold winter, the morale of the soldiers is deteriorating. They have to fight fast, and the possibility of being responsible for capturing the city will become smaller and smaller.

He took out a hut in the snow to spend another difficult night. Before dawn the next day, Mao Jue pulled all the soldiers under him over.

In addition to guns, bayonets, and ammunition, each soldier is also equipped with a shovel. Mao Jue eats well here, and there is no shortage of vitamins. Now he has no night blindness under his hands. First use a shovel to dig out a ditch in the nearly one-meter-deep snow shell, and level the top. Now more than 200 infantrymen have descended into the ditch with guns on their backs, and the rest are still lying on the back of the ridge.

This Uiju City is considered a mountain city, the city wall is located on a raised hill, and the Joseon Dynasty cast the city also inherited the style of the Goguryeo period. Fortunately, compared with the brave Buyeo people, these Hou Yi of Silla became lazy. Many of the southern city walls were still placed on flat ground, facing the ridge where Mao Jue's tribe was located. This road leads directly to the commercial part of the city, which is convenient for the Houjin people from nearby villages to trade and go to the market, and it also happens to be Mao Jue's breakthrough.

On the other side of the north city wall, there are luxuriant trees, rugged terrain, and no doors, which is not conducive to the attack of large troops, but the city wall is quite low.

There was also a gate of the east city, which was too far away, but it was not ignored by Mao Jue.

"Old Liu, take your cavalry to the east. If there is no smoke in Yizhou, be careful and expose it. If there is smoke, you will grab the mouth of the river for me at any cost. If you encounter it, no matter men, women, old or young, you will be slaughtered." !"

In this era, there is no international law of war, and it is estimated that Liu Chong's cavalry did not have the leisure to ask the Jurchens of the Han people before killing people. One order may kill many people in vain, but this is war!

The only thing that made Liu Chong a little depressed was that he would lose his share in the frontal battle. After a lot of tangled up, this guy just clasped his fists.

"The last will obey!"

"Shen Rong! I'll give you all the sword and card players. You go around to the north of the city. You must arrive before the second shot of the sun. Find a way to climb over the wall and enter the city. There are a few gaps there that can be used. Your task is to light the fire and create chaos. , just play it by ear, if you can’t do it, you can hide it, as long as the fire starts, I will reward you for a meritorious service, and reward you with a hundred taels of silver! The rest of the big guys will also be rewarded!"

To be honest, Shen Rong is not the one Mao Jue trusts the most, but Wen Meng can't get away. With Pang Pang Hai's figure, Mao Jue is a bit unconfident to let him go over the wall, so he can only hand it over to Shen Rong, but this person Instead, he took this time as an opportunity and slammed his fist on his chest.

"Don't worry, the general, the general will save it!"

With a promise, Liu Chong, who led the horse down the mountain, brought about eighty sword and shield hands, and Shen Rong also quickly slid down the ridge from behind.

This day, the old man observed that the south gate changed defenses at the third pole of the sun, so before the third pole, it was the time when the guards were the most lax, and it was also Mao Jue's opportunity.

The local method is measuring the time, a stick is stuck in the snow, and an experienced old man is staring at the shadow. Although this is not Mao Jue's first battle, it is like the battle of Yuegu, which was carefully planned and launched by him. In the first battle, his heart was anxious, lying in the snow ditch, Mao Jue looked down frequently.

The sun is getting higher and the moon is rising, and the weather is getting warmer. On the pass below, there are a few golden people entering the city. They are probably going to visit relatives in Yizhou to pay New Year's greetings. The guards at the gate are not strict, and they mutter to each other It was allowed, but Mao Jue didn't dare to take the risk, after all, the place was too small, and these people were almost acquaintances, and it would be easy to be exposed if they were replaced by strangers.

After crawling in the snow for almost two hours, finally, the counting old soldier gestured three fingers to Mao Jue, and there was still three incense sticks left, the more than 200 soldiers in front raised their hearts in their throats, everyone They all looked closely to the north.

But at this juncture, the originally lazy city gate guard suddenly started to walk nervously, and someone walked up to the city wall and yelled something at the city wall patrolling soldiers, which made Mao Jue's heart skip a beat.

Exposed?

Immediately he clenched his hands again, wishing to slap himself, the sun was shining obliquely, his angle was just right for the telescope to reflect light, maybe it was shining on someone's face.

But the matter had come to this, and instead of putting away the binoculars, Mao Jue continued to shake the camera forward, and the shining light kept shaking at the city gate.