I'm really not the carpenter emperor

Now it seems that although the fifth brother is brave, he will never be more valued by his father than Hong Taiji, and there is a reason for this.

"Five Baylors!"

At this time, a sentry cavalry who had sneaked into the city first ran back and reported: "The word has spread in the city, and Mao Wenlong knew that Wu Baylor turned back and was terrified, so he fled overnight."

"At this time, I'm afraid I have already walked a few miles."

"Where did you hear this news? Is it accurate?" While speaking, Mang Gurtai also quietly watched the sentry rider.

"It's true that the little one broke away from the army and sneaked into the city for a long time!"

"Mao Wenlong led the Ming army out of the city not long ago. At that time, there were many Han dogs in the city blocking him, and he wanted to go with them."

"Mao Wenlong didn't bring it?" Mang Gurtai laughed, and he understood it all at once, and turned to look at De Gelei.

"Is this the thief who beat you to the ground and fled to me?"

De Gelei didn't speak, but kept his eyes open. When Mangurtai and Zhenglan Banner entered the city, he slowed down his horse and walked slower and slower with the few remaining Ba Yala guards.

Mang Gurtai's inferiority remained unchanged, and the first thing he did after entering the city was to order Yizhou to be slaughtered again.

The Zhenglan Banner slave soldiers broke into the houses of the local Liao people and Korean people one by one. As before, they would not say much when they met men, and they would just shoot them on the head.

If you meet a beautiful woman, you will throw away the knife and gun, and rush to do that mediocre thing.

In Yizhou City, flames shot up to the sky again in an instant.

A woman's clothes were torn, she rushed out the door, and fled on the street, but the hellish scene outside made her even more desperate.

At the corner of the street, a slave rider was carrying a bloody child, laughing cruelly.

A few steps forward, another North Korean woman suddenly rushed out of the room and bumped into the wall without a moment's hesitation.

It was hard to reach the east gate, but soon, the woman's rising hope turned into despair.

Many real slaves and fake slaves surrounded the city gate, all of them looked lewdly, and they didn't even care about knives and guns in order to catch her.

The Liao Min woman staggered a few steps, and resolutely followed in the footsteps of the Korean woman.

The moment she crashed to death, shouts of killing suddenly erupted outside the city.

"People don't panic, the Dongjiang army is back!"

The Dongjiang Army, which had been suppressed for a long time, quietly moved around Yizhou City when the Houjin soldiers and horses completely entered the city and began to kill.

At this time, they set up their positions and rushed in through the four doors with a sound like thunder, with an unimaginable momentum.

With a roar, Mao Wenlong rushed in from the east gate, and at the last moment before the Liaomin woman fell down, he gently grabbed her waist.

"It's me who's sorry for you...it's me..."

"General, don't forget to restore the soil..." The woman stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch Mao Wenlong's vicissitudes of cheek with her last strength.

Mao Wenlong's heart tightened, he quickly grabbed her hand and placed it on his face.

However, the next moment, the woman died of anger.

Mao Wenlong yelled loudly, and Mao Chenglu who was following behind saw this, his canthus were terrified, and he jumped forward on his horse.

In a short time, the surrounding real slaves and fake slaves had been killed to pieces.

After a while, Mao Wenlong put down the woman, raised the blood blade, and roared at the naked Liao people: "Those who want to keep their ancestors' hair, come with us!"

Mao Chenglu shouted: "Recover Yizhou, expel Jianlu!!"

Hundreds of Liao people around, with tears in their eyes, picked up poles and hoes, turned around and threw them at the slave soldiers, roaring.

Many fake slaves were also ashamed of their grief and indignation. Some of them cut off their braids, took off their fake skins, and turned back on the spot to join the Dongjiang Army.

That night, the fireworks and the dust kicked up by horseshoes dyed the originally dark sky above Yizhou yellow. The sounds of clanging, roaring, and screams were intertwined, playing a triumphant song of restoration.

The sound of killing and hunting continued until midnight, and Mangurtai led his remnant troops to retreat to the west of the city, intending to rush out of a hole and go north to find Nurhachi.

At this time, there was thunderous cheers ahead, and it was Mao Wenlong who led the cavalry in pursuit.

"Dog slave, how many innocent people died tragically under your butcher's knife, tonight is your death day!"

Chapter 81 Uiju Great Victory

"What about the Dege class?"

It was the first time that Mang Gurtai seemed so at a loss when he saw the cavalrymen of the Ming army behind him who seemed to be possessed by killing gods.

"Ten Baylor disappeared after entering the city!" This Zhenglan Banner Niu Lu hurriedly said as if he had rolled out of a bloody pit:

"Five beiles, ten beiles may have been murdered by the Ming army, and the city is in chaos now, so gather your troops and go north from the west gate to find Da Khan!"

After hesitating for a moment, Mangurtai's eyes rolled wildly, his breath was disordered, and his big eyes stared at Mao Wenlong who was getting closer and closer behind him.

The thousands of Zhenglan Banner Jin troops in Yizhou are not weaker than the Dongjiang army, and are even slightly stronger than the Dongjiang army in terms of real slaves.

After entering the city, the Hou Jin army immediately fell into a scramble for looting and massacres. The sentry cavalry in charge of patrolling and the real slave soldiers standing guard were all slack.

Even, most of them looked at the flames in the city soaring into the sky, feeling particularly dissatisfied in their hearts.

They all thought that those people had such a good time plundering, but it was a pity that I was here, guarding the impossible Ming army.

When the Dongjiang army entered from the four gates, the slave soldiers in the city had actually fallen into a frenzied state of massacre, and because they came back all the way, they exhausted a lot of physical strength and became the dead souls of the Ming army without any resistance.

Seeing that the bannermen had little power to fight back in front of the Ming army, Mang Gurtai also knew that it was too late to organize resistance at this time.

The Ming army came in too fast, and within an instant, the city was already on fire.

Now he can't even get in touch with the Dege class, so he talks about gathering troops and horses to fight again.

Mang Gurtai once heard a Chinese saying, "If you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about no firewood". At this time, he recalled, turned around and gave the order, intending to take the few remaining slaves from Ximen Qiang. rush out.

Hundreds of slave riders turned around and rushed towards the Ming army at Ximen.

The horse's hoof stepped on the red-stained dust under its feet, crushed the bones of countless people, and collided heavily with the Ximen Ming army.

In an instant, many Ming soldiers were pierced on the iron spears, their bones and flesh were mutilated and dripping with blood, but more Ming soldiers swarmed from all directions, no one took a step back, and each of them was extremely brave.

Each of them has a deep-rooted hatred for slaves and thieves.

A veteran soldier was stabbed in the left shoulder by a slave rider, and with a miserable howl, he threw himself down on the slave rider who had just drawn out his saber and was about to slash at him.

The slave rider fell heavily on the chiseled and re-frozen ground, and his face was pressed hard on the frozen soil of Liaodong by the veteran of the Dongjiang Army.

Before he could react, the veteran pulled him up again and bumped him to the other side.

Accompanied by the finely trembling frozen ground, the veteran of the Dongjiang Army pulled off the helmet of the Nuqi, and stepped on his head hard again. His face was completely changed, and he closed his eyes in resignation.

Around Mang Gurtai, seven or eight cavalrymen from the Dongjiang Army had already fallen, but no matter how he killed them, more cavalrymen from the Ming Army still rushed to the left and right.

He and the hundreds of slave riders who managed to gather together were quickly submerged in the sound of Ming army's hooves, and merged with the night of Yizhou City.

……

"Reward the troops!"

In Yizhou City, all the soldiers of the Dongjiang Army gathered together. After hearing Mao Wenlong's words, they were all smiling and excited.

In the battle of Yizhou, they can be regarded as proof that the imperial court's 16 shi was not paid in vain!

After this battle, Mang Gurtai, the fifth son of Nurhachi and the owner of the Zhenglan Banner, was captured alive, and the remaining one hundred slave soldiers in the city became prisoners of the Ming army.

Nurhachi's tenth son, De Gelei, the leader of the Bagala guards, is missing and probably died in the rebellion.

Seeing Mang Gurtai and the slaves being escorted by the soldiers, the faces of the soldiers changed immediately. Mao Chenglu stepped forward and kicked the tightly bound slave chief, and said with a sneer:

"If it weren't for the need to imprison you in the capital and leave you to the Holy Majesty, you would already be the soul of the young master's sword!"

"When my father Khan comes back, do you think this Yizhou can hold?" Mang Gurtai was not afraid, and stared at Mao Chenglu, grinning:

"If you are sensible, let Ben Bellexi go now, otherwise if my father Khan returns with an army and attacks Yizhou, no one will be left behind!"

After he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became tense.

Seeing the appearance of the Ming army, Mang Gurtai laughed arrogantly.

In fact, this is true. The Dongjiang army can only harass Jiannu, and cannot be tough with the main force of the Houjin army.

It was Mao Wenlong who tricked Mang Gurtai into the city underestimated the enemy and took advantage of the unpreparedness when they slaughtered the people, and won the victory.

Unmoved, Mao Wenlong squatted down and stared at Mang Gurtai quietly for a while.

Mang Gurtai and Mao Wenlong can be regarded as a pair of enemies. From guerrilla warfare to spy warfare, Mao Wenlong did everything he could to harass Houjin.

The reason why he was able to enter Yizhou with peace of mind before was because he had learned Mao Wenlong's spy warfare routine and sent spies into the city first to listen for information.

"What's the use of talking harshly?" Mao Wenlong sneered and said, "The old slave is still in Guangning. There aren't many left behind in your old village, right?"

Mang Gurtai narrowed his eyes and stared at him.

"See if I can hit your old village. I am barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes. As long as the old slave doesn't come back, I will keep fighting north."

"When he comes back, I'll be back on the island."

"Do you know Tong Yang's end? Use a knife to cut off thousands of pieces of your meat one by one, and you will enjoy it then."

Mao Wenlong cast a contemptuous look at Mang Gurtai for the last time, then turned around and shouted, "Tie me up, and take me to the capital!"

After regaining Yizhou, the Dongjiang army shouted slogans and continued to pursue.

Niumao Village, Yanwang Village, and Donggu Village are the three high fortresses connecting Hetuala and North Korea. Each has hundreds of real slaves and thousands of fake slaves stationed there.

Mao Wenlong led the Dongjiang Army to three battles and three victories, and recovered the Three Villages one after another.

After two days and nights of fierce fighting, the Uiju-North Korea border was fully recovered. The ruling and opposition parties were shocked by the news of North Korea.

……

Guangning Qianwei, Xiping Fort, the bloody battle is still going on.

"General, Fort Zhenwu has fallen!" On the city wall, a boss with blood all over his face came crying and crying.

Zhenwu Fort is the front-line outpost of Xiping Fort. Xiong Tingbi sent the general Liu Qu to lead the Wujing Battalion with [-] troops to support Guangning.

Wang Huazhen stationed Liu Qu in Wubao to contain the Houjin army.

At this moment, Luo Yiguan's arm had disappeared, and he leaned on the knife with one hand. When he heard the news, he was as if struck by thunder, and fell down directly.

Fortunately, Mr. Qian gritted his teeth and supported him.

Looking at the Hou Jin army receding like a tide, Liu Qu and Na Qianzong supported each other, sat on the ground, turned their heads and asked:

"Where's Liu Qu? Where's Wujingying?"

Hearing this, big tears rolled down Mr. Qian's face, and there was a crying tone in his voice: "It's gone, it's all gone."

"Wujing camp has 2 people, none of them are alive."

"Liu Zongzhen and a Tartar general jumped off the city wall and died for the country!"

Hearing this, the Xiping Fort defenders with wounds on their bodies all lowered their heads silently, but in their hearts, they became more determined to die for Daming.

"The slave army is coming again!"

Suddenly, a pacesetter ran across various sections of the city wall, and everyone stood up stiffly, standing on the edge of the crenel.

All I saw was that the densely packed slave army under the city was carrying ladders and pushing chariots, rushing towards here frantically.

"Fire the cannon, let it go!" Luo Yitong cheered up and roared angrily.

However, after a long time, the city was still as quiet as before.

"Why didn't you fire the cannon!?"

Chen Shangren, the governor of the capital, came and looked at the slave soldiers who were already setting up the ladders under the city, and said: "The shells are gone, the bows and arrows are gone, and the wood and stones are all thrown away."

"It's all gone..."

Luo Yiguan murmured and repeated, and then laughed maniacally a few times, holding his saber tightly, he opened his mouth and said:

"Soldiers, it's time to serve the country!"

"As the chief general, I am weak in defending the city, and I am ashamed of the emperor's grace!" As he said, Luo always looked in the direction of the capital, bowed from a distance, and cried:

"The minister's strength is exhausted, Xiping Fort has fallen!"

After saying that, Luo Yiguan raised his saber and killed himself on the spot.

"General!"

Upon seeing this, Chen Shangren, the governor, said sadly: "The slaves have broken the city and failed to defend Xiping Fort. They have no face to face the emperor, so they went with the general."