I'm really not the carpenter emperor

The next day, Puhe and Shenyang fell one after another. The news of the deaths of You Shigong and He Shixian reached Liaoyang, and Xiong Tingbi was shocked.

"This He Shixian, why did you leave the city?"

"I have repeatedly ordered the Quartet to keep all the cities and forts strictly guarded. Why is this He Shixian not listening!"

"Shenyang has fallen, and Liaoyang is in danger. If Liaoyang is lost again, the whole of Liaodong will be destroyed!" Xiong Tingbi slammed his fist on the bricks and said bitterly:

"If that's the case, how can I go to see the Holy One!"

When Xiong Tingbi was angry, he rode into the city at a fast speed and said loudly: "Report the strategy, the Jian captives plundered Shenyang, and the massacre was serious. Destroy the city and leave!"

"They didn't occupy the city?" Xiong Tingbi was surprised and delighted.

The fall of Shenyang shook the entire Liao Dynasty, but Nurhachi retreated within a few days. Could it be...something happened to the rear...

Facing Xiong Tingbi's repeated questioning, the soldier said very confidently: "No, the Tartar soldiers retreated completely!"

……

A few days ago, near Hetuala.

Several post-Golden Whistle detectives were drinking horses by the Yalu River, laughing and mocking the Han slave who committed suicide the day before yesterday.

Suddenly, a soldier cried out for abdominal pain.

Seeing this, Niu Lu scolded: "Damn slave, he must have stolen some Nikan's food and was drugged!"

The little soldier couldn't hold back, and pulled his crotch fishy and yellow.

Hearing the foul stench, all the Tartars burst into laughter.

Suddenly, horses neighed several times around, and dozens of vigorous snowflake horses by the river fell to the ground, struggled several times, and died suddenly one after another.

Before that Niu Lu could react, the rest of the Tatar soldiers were clapping their stomachs and screaming one after another.

"How is this going?"

In the next moment, even he himself was swept over his whole body by the tearing pain in his lower abdomen and unexplainable fear.

……

At night, the still water of the Yalu River flows deep, and a full moon is reflected in the dark river water.

As the brilliance flows, the scenery outside the Great Wall is not used in the Central Plains, and it is far different from the Jiangnan. The vast, soft and lush plains along the Yanhe River often have towering needles and dense forests.

At this time, the moonlight fell into a river, reflecting the strange and terrifying scene in front of me.

The dead horses lay beside the river, and a few Tatar sentries were lying on the bank in disorder, looking grim. At this time, a small group of people came out from the phantoms of the dense forest.

The leader pulled out his saber from his waist and slammed it into the body of a convulsed Tartar soldier.

He turned his head, and the moonlight saw a face carved like a knife.

The rest of them were all black-faced and silver-toothed, with net scarves around their hair, and the Tartar soldiers who fell on the ground couldn't figure it out.

At this time and place, a group of Ming troops unexpectedly appeared.

The person who came out first put away his saber, turned his head and shouted: "Mao Dusi, it seems that these few doses of arsenic and rhubarb are enough for the group of tartars along the river to drink for a while!"

When the words fell, Mao Wenlong jumped out of the dense forest with more Ming soldiers, and said, "Return Mao Dusi? You should call me Mao Shuai!"

At first it was a guard who called out, he laughed a few times and said:

"Yeah, I almost forgot that the emperor issued an order at the end of the year to make you the commander-in-chief of Zhenjiang. This is a high-ranking official!"

Mao Wenlong nodded, sat on the stone and wiped the knife, and asked lightly: "Is our own water enough?"

The guard replied: "Brothers have already prepared well upstream."

Mao Wenlong nodded, stood up and looked around at the fellow soldiers in ragged clothes, pointed at the corpses of the Tatar soldiers everywhere, and said loudly:

"Xiong Jing slightly recommended me to be kind, but now he is in trouble, I can't just sit idly by."

"All of you went to the enemy's rear with me. We had no help in front or behind, and we lived in water and wind. We only wanted to kill slaves and report to the master, so that we could become great heroes!"

"Let's go here, the tiger's den and the dragon's pool, he has a narrow escape, and it will definitely turn him upside down! If there is anyone who is greedy for life, he can go back to Zhenjiang at this time, and I don't blame you!"

A general in the line also said: "The hundreds of people who came out of my family all vowed to live and die with Mao Shuai. How can there be any reason to run away?"

"I'm afraid Mao Shuai has made great achievements and won the favor of the Holy Son of Heaven. When there are more subordinates, he will look down on us old brothers."

Mao Wenlong laughed loudly, glanced at him, and said: "You are afraid that I will lose you, so you might as well be my son now, I will never forget you!"

After some powerful words, everyone burst into laughter.

The boss hid aside angrily, and said, "Shuai Mao is still in the mood to joke with us at this time."

Mao Wenlong laughed first, and then ordered seriously: "At this time, the soldiers of the slaves should have arrived in Liaoshen, and the time is not waiting for me."

"Search the rations of these Tartars, and when they are full, come with me to the Tartars' lair to kill the Tartars!"

The Ming army responded with a bang, and got busy.

Chapter 50 Catch alive

"Half of the slave soldiers have passed, let's go!"

A Dongjiang army guerrilla named Cheng Lu, lying in the dense forest, looked at the Jiannu convoy slowly passing by in front of him, and said impatiently.

Mao Chenglu, the adopted son of Mao Wenlong, the general soldier of Pidao, is currently the guerrilla of the Youxie in Dongjiang Town. He is responsible for commanding the Mao family's adopted sons, adopted grandsons and family Ding's army, a total of more than [-] people.

Mao Chenglu has been brave since he was a child, and his prestige in the army is second only to Mao Wenlong. People in Jianzhou call him "Mao Da".

"What's the rush?" Mao Wenlong chuckled, signaling everyone to hold their breath and continue to wait.

Not long after, the blue-clothed infantry and vest Tartar soldiers in front of the Jiannu convoy all walked away, and a carriage slowly drove up, surrounded by four Tartar soldiers in shining white armor.

"White Armored Soldier..." Mao Wenlong chuckled, "Brothers, we are lucky, this is a treasure we picked up."

"Go up and chop them off!" Mao Chenglu said again.

Hearing what he said, a cruel smile appeared on Mao Wenlong's face.

"The white armored soldiers are the personal guards of the old slaves, and the slaves are only a few hundred per flag. I am more concerned about the people in the carriage."

When the carriage approached slowly, all the Dongjiang Army soldiers clenched their fists.

Mao Wenlong stood up suddenly, and said loudly: "All soldiers, follow me to kill slaves and serve the kindness of the Holy Son of Heaven!"

With an order, the Dongjiang army who had been in ambush for a long time jumped out from all directions.

I don't know who was guarding the convoy. When the Dongjiang army rushed out on the first day of the lunar new year, the slaves scattered in panic, as if they were shocked by the appearance of the Ming army here.

But not long after, the blue-armored cavalry in front organized a group of Tatar soldiers to come back, and the leader of a slave was waving a tiger-headed sword and talking something.

"This entire convoy is actually a real slave!" Mao Wenlong quickly discovered the unusualness of the Jiannu convoy. He laughed a few times and called out:

"Where is Chenglu?"

"Mao Chenglu is here!" The next moment, a strong man rode over, holding the bloody head of a white-armored Tartar soldier in his hand.

"Lead my family Ding's army to meet them!"

"Yes!" Mao Chenglu responded, gathered more than [-] family members who had followed the sea in the early years, mounted their horses, and greeted the more than [-] blue-armoured slaves who had returned.

The soldiers fought forward desperately, stopping the charge of the blue-armored slave cavalry.

Then, Mao Chenglu led more than [-] Dongjiang cavalry to rumble up, and the momentum was unstoppable. In a blink of an eye, it was already dark and dark with the slave cavalry.

After a short while, there were twice as many slave cavalry as the Ming army, and those who were killed were defeated.

"Want to leave?" Mao Chenglu sneered a few times, patted his horse and went, after several times of chasing, he finally cut the Tatar horse under his horse with a single knife.

On the battlefield, there was a sound of killing everywhere. A soldier of the Dongjiang Army rushed forward, raised his saber, and cut a Tartar soldier who was blocking him in half.

Immediately, the intestines flowed all over the ground along with the blood.

The Dongjiang army dealt with this slave cavalry very quickly, and the more than [-] slave cavalry that turned back in front were defeated again, and the battle gradually came to an end.

Mao Wenlong withdrew the knife from a Jian slave, and suddenly heard a servant report: "Shuai Mao, those white slaves are desperately protecting the carriage to prevent us from approaching."

"Go, have a look!" Mao Wenlong laughed.

After saying that, Mao Wenlong rushed to the carriage and found that there were many corpses of Tatar soldiers lying here and there.

Around the carriage, there were only two scarred white-armored Tatar soldiers fighting trapped beasts, desperately protecting the carriage.

"Don't move the ones in the carriage, grab the living ones!"

The two white-armored Tatar soldiers looked at each other, said something in Tatar language, then roared, tore off the helmet on their heads, exposed their braids, and rushed towards Mao Wenlong roaring.

Mao Wenlong naturally knew what they were thinking, he had encountered such a situation hundreds of times.

He stood where he was, without moving, but held his hand tightly on the steel knife.

When the two Tatar soldiers rushed in front of him, Mao Wenlong first raised his foot and kicked one of them over, then raised his big knife, and cut the other white-armored Tartar soldier back again and again.

"Kill the prisoner!"

The rest of the Dongjiang Army soldiers were all inspired by the general's bravery, and they stepped forward with swords and guns. Even though the two white-armored Tatar soldiers fought desperately, they gradually failed, and were hacked into pieces by random knives.

"Clear the battlefield, this place should not stay for long!"

Mao Wenlong gave an order coldly, then picked up the bloody knife and lifted the curtain of the carriage.

Immediately, he laughed a few times.

When Mao Chenglu and others heard the news, they all looked at each other and smiled.

There were only two people guarding this convoy of Jian slaves desperately, a beautiful woman in traditional Jianzhou costumes, and a five or six-year-old little girl shivering in her arms.

Both of them are true slaves.

"Bring it out!" Mao Wenlong felt that the identities of these two people were not simple, and just after speaking, he heard the woman say in fluent Chinese:

"If you release our mother and daughter, I will pay you ten taels of gold!"

Mao Wenlong didn't reply, he directly pulled the Jianzhou woman out with one hand, watched her staggered and knelt down at his feet, and said with a sneer:

"The person I met today was from the Zhenglan Banner, belonging to the Shangsan Banner of Jianzhou. If I remember correctly, the current banner owner should be Mang Gurtai."

"Mang Gurtai?" Mao Chenglu was hugging the little girl horizontally and tied it tightly with ropes. Hearing this, he frowned and said:

"This dog tartar is the most cruel and vengeful. In order to show Nurhachi's favor, he even killed his own mother. He is simply inhuman."

"This little girl was able to be escorted to Hetuala by people from the Zhenglan Banner. Mangurtai also sent four white-armored Tartar soldiers. It seems that she must be a noble from Jianzhou."

As he said that, Mao Chenglu said: "If this woman is caught, we and Jianzhou will be eternal enemies."

"The current emperor...is it worth doing this?"

Mao Wenlong glanced at him when he heard the words, and asked, "Where did I come from as the commander-in-chief? I was appointed by the Holy Son of Heaven!"

"You ask me if it's worth it? Let me tell you, it's worth it even if all of our Dongjiang Army die outside the Great Wall!"

"Don't mention this again!"

Mao Chenglu nodded, took a deep breath, and said, "Then let's get rid of the slave thief completely, anyway, the head is also pinned to the waistband."

"I only hope that the current Emperor will not forget Dongjiang Town, our lonely overseas town!"

……

Nurhachi came out in full force, leading a heavy army, first conquered the Pu River, and then fell into Shenyang. You Shigong and He Shixian, the two generals, died in a battle.

Just when Nurhachi was full of ambition and was planning to take advantage of the victory to attack Liaoyang, he heard that Mao Wenlong had taken advantage of his lair and turned around angrily, even wanting Shenyang, which he just got.

The reason for this is naturally that two important people were lost.

A few days later, a yellow-armored cavalry team of about a thousand people came galloping, followed by thousands of blue, white, and red infantry soldiers.

As soon as they arrived here, the Jiannu army began to search in a carpet-like manner. More and more people gathered, and Jiannu flags were scattered all over the mountains and plains.

"Look! Dig three feet and find Mukush!" Nurhachi's eyes were red with anger, and Mang Gurtai, the owner of the Zhenglan Banner, was even trembling with fright.

After all, Mukush was escorted by him, and something happened in his hometown, which was really embarrassing and thrown at the door.

At this moment, he only hoped that Mukush's mother and daughter were not taken away by Mao Wenlong.

Not long after, a Huang Jianu came back on a flattering horse and said, "I report to the Great Khan, I found the carriage that Princess Heshuo was riding in!"

Chapter 51 General!Restoration!

The closer he got to the carriage, the more Nurhachi's heart trembled.