With Jiang Yanran's second regiment acting as scouts, news of the battle situation in Pyongyang quickly came back.
Pyongyang is still in the hands of Li Zicheng!
This made Jiang Wan, who had lost contact with Pyongyang for a few days, let out a big sigh of relief. Although he knew that some things should be like this, before he got the news, he always felt uneasy. Now that the battle situation is being reported as it is.
, nothing was beyond his expectation, which was the good news.
Jiang Yanran was forced to stay in Tieshan City by Jiang Wan. According to the little girl's temper, she wanted to take her men to Pyongyang personally, but how could Jiang Wan let her take this risk? In his heart, the whole so-called "
"The second group" is not as important as Jiang Yanran alone.
"As a general, taking the lead is certainly a way to boost morale, but being in the middle to plan and command plays a greater role!"
"So, is this why you are in Iron Mountain City instead of Pyongyang?"
Jiang Wan was choked up by Jiang Yanran's words and simply didn't bother to say so much to her: "Just listen to me, otherwise you will go to Hao Jing'ao!"
Jiang Yanran stayed aggrievedly. Although she knew that this was Jiang Wan's love, she still muttered in her heart for a while.
"Tang Ruowang's workshop can probably make three to five cannons every day. No more can be produced!" Jiang Wan said: "However, it takes more than three or two days to become a qualified artilleryman. These gunners can learn
What happens to them depends entirely on themselves!"
"Even with these cannons, they can't stop so many Tatars!" Jiang Yanran curled her lips: "There are only a few people in Tieshan City, but there are thousands of Tatars. They can reach the top of the city with just one charge. The walls of this city are so short.
Our backyard is the same, how can we block it?"
"Who said I want to block them!" Jiang Wan smiled slightly: "It's not my character to just sit and wait for death!"
"Are you going to send these cannons to Pyongyang City?" Jiang Yanran frowned slightly, thinking she understood Jiang Wan's meaning: "But these cannons and manpower cannot be sent in under the eyes of the Tatars. It's not possible.
It’s cheaper for them!”
"I have no intention of sending these cannons into Pyongyang!" Jiang Wan shook his head: "The battle reports sent back by your people in the past two days show that the Tatars try to attack the city almost every day, but they do not attack regardless of the cost. It looks like
The defenders in the city fought vigorously, but in fact there were not many casualties on both sides!"
"Insufficient troops?"
Jiang Yanran also read the scout's information: "At least, Li Zicheng has the Fire Guns Team in his hands. He hasn't seen the Fire Guns Team dispatched once in the past two days!"
"What are the Tartars waiting for!"
Jiang Wan said with certainty: "It's possible to wait for the cannon fodder that can attack the city for them, the siege equipment, or even the reinforcements that come out of the old nest. This is a good thing for me. At least I can't eat these.
The Tatars also firmly attracted them here!"
"We also have reinforcements!" Jiang Yanran stared at Jiang Wan: "You are the commander-in-chief of Pi Island. With the current situation like this, you should mobilize some of the troops from Pi Island!"
"The soldiers and horses over Pi Island..." Jiang Wan's eyes became distant: "They have their own things to do, and they won't come over!"
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At dusk in Liaodong, when the sun is about to set, the wind is like a knife.
It has just entered October, and it is said that it has never been so cold before. In this season more than ten years ago, the black soil that had just been harvested was extremely soft, and the field was even filled with the aroma of wheat.
But now, the wind is cold, the ground is hard, and there is nothing else in the fields except weeds half a man's height and some sparse trees.
This is the Gaizhouwei area of the Ming Dynasty, well, at least it used to be, but now I don’t know what the Tatars call this place.
Li Banhu bent over and walked hurriedly in the grass. After estimating the distance, he stopped and stood up straight, looking around cautiously.
The surroundings were still extremely quiet, unchanged from what he saw half a quarter of an hour ago.
He puffed up his cheeks and imitated a few bird calls. A few dozen meters behind him, the grass began to shake rapidly, and several figures gathered towards him.
This is a five-man scout team, with Li Banhu as the team leader, and their mission is to detect enemy traces for the army behind them and find possible enemy locations.
This is not an easy thing, at least, it is a dangerous and not easy thing for Li Banhu, who sets foot on this land for the first time.
He was a veteran who had fought against the Tatars for several years, and it was not like he had never been to the Tatar territory. It was just that this time was different from before. This time they came by boat.
The ship that sent the first group of people ashore had already left, which meant that if the scouts like him weren't more alert, the Tatars might be attacked by a large army without knowing it.
The first principle of harassment in Tatar territory is that you must not be surrounded by Tatars.
This is the consensus of all the officers and soldiers who have participated in the war in Pi Island in the past few years.
"I don't see a hill with a few trees in front of me!" Li Banhu said to the brothers surrounding him: "When you get to that hill, you can see far away. It's too easy for Tatars to find you in this flat land.
Got it!"
The few scouts around him nodded slowly.
"This time, Wang Mazi is in the front!" Li Banhu said to one of them: "The others will wait until it is safe to go over!"
The scout whose name was called turned around and got into the grass. Everyone sat down and waited for the news in silence.
There are many types of scouts in the army, but most of them are in groups of five like them. Moreover, these five scouts will never stay together at any time, lest the news will not be spread back if something happens.
However, even so, when fighting against the Tatars, there were many incidents where entire teams of five scouts were wiped out by the Tatars.
This is the tragedy of the Pidao Ming army, which mainly uses foot soldiers, to fight against the Tatars. If the cavalry scouts encounter the Tatars, they can still escape with the help of horses. Once the foot soldiers scouts are discovered, they will basically be dead.
One piece.
In the five-person scout team, everyone, including the captain, takes turns leading the charge when they go on a mission. If they really encounter Tatars, the one who leads the charge will almost certainly die, and the rest will definitely not go.
Save the opponent, so every time you take the lead, it is actually a gamble of your life.
Therefore, they were extremely cautious in their actions. If the Tatars were discovered before the Tatars discovered them, then no one would die.
The sound of birds chirping could be heard in the distance, and a few people smiled slightly, spread out, and moved toward the mountains in the distance.
"Team up, Tatar!"
Wang Mazi was lying on the hillside with an extremely solemn expression: "We are coming this way. If we are on flat ground, we will definitely be discovered!"
Everyone lay beside him and looked in the direction he was pointing. Sure enough, a few hundred steps away, a group of Tatar cavalry was wandering towards this side. Behind the seven or eight Tatar cavalry, there seemed to be some people leading them.
Like cattle and sheep, a dozen Han people were tied up.
"They didn't come here for this!" Li Banhu looked at it for a while and then turned back: "They should be the scattered cavalry who came out to plunder. There should be a Tatar military camp nearby!"
Everyone looked at him and realized that the Tatars had been found in this direction. Now they would complete the task by bringing the news back.
"Xiao Tian stays where he is!" Li Banhu said: "The others will follow them. After we leave, Xiao Tian will immediately return to the camp to report!"
"Team leader, they have horses, we may not be able to follow them!" Wang Mazi reminded.
"Don't be afraid, they haven't arrested so many people anymore, unless they don't want these people anymore!" Li Banhu shook his head: "We have to figure out the size of the Tatars, so that the higher-ups can decide how to fight. The old rule is to leave one person every two miles.
Go back and report the news, I will be the last to leave!"
After everyone had finished their discussion, the group of Tatar cavalry had slowly passed before their eyes. As the sun slowly rose, several sound and shadows sneaked into the grass again, followed by the sound of horse hooves not far away.
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An hour later, the sky was already dark, and a group of soldiers and horses came towards this hillside with only a few small trees. Li Banhu whistled and headed towards the soldiers and horses.
"General, the Tatar camp five miles ahead looks like one of our former military fortresses!"
"How many people?"
Feng Wanli asked this capable scout with a stern face. If he had not reported the news in time, he would not have known that there was such a group of Tatar troops less than ten miles away from where the army landed.
"Three hundred to five hundred people!" Li Banhu replied: "It's the banner of the Mongolian Tatars!"
The Mongolian Tatars are also Tatars! Feng Wanli remained unmoved. The elite soldiers of the Eight Banners of the Later Jin Dynasty are certainly terrifying, but as the lackeys of the Later Jin Dynasty, the Eight Banners of Mongolia cannot be underestimated in terms of their combat power.
"The whole army rests on the spot!" He issued the order. The available troops around him at this moment were only more than a thousand people, and almost all of them were foot soldiers. The opponent's three to five hundred cavalrymen made this battle difficult to fight!
The entire army was as quiet as if they didn't exist in the grass in the dark night. Under strict orders, there was not even a light of fire. Everyone was filled with an iron-blooded aura of an imminent war.
After almost two hours, this iron-blooded aura was finally released.
After the order from above came down, the entire army was like a beast foraging for food in the dark night. It suddenly had a target and began to become more energetic.
The military fort with flickering lights in the distance appeared in front of all the soldiers. On the observation tower of the military fort, you could even see a few guards dozing lazily under the torches.
"Fire the arrow!"
In the night, dots of firelight suddenly lit up. Before the guards on the military fort could react, the dots of firelight flew into the sky, then turned into meteors all over the sky and fell towards them.
The guard on the highest watchtower suddenly lost all sleepiness. He banged the bronze bell at hand like crazy, but soon the alarm bell was drowned out by the huge sound.
"Kill!"
Countless figures jumped out from the grass and rushed towards this lonely military fort. It was as if they had been watching in the grass before that, and waited until everyone in the military fort had entered.
Dream, these gloomy demons in the darkness finally couldn't bear it and singled out people to eat.
The simple door of the military castle was broken down almost instantly, and countless figures rushed in. There were fires and figures everywhere, and people were harvesting lives everywhere.
The bell on the high platform has been ringing continuously, but no one is paying attention to the bell now. Everyone who wakes up from their sleep knows what happened, but when faced with the rush of people with knives and guns,
The people in front of them had no choice but to use their necks to fight the enemy's swords and guns. In a hurry, they really couldn't find any other way.
And even more people were killed even in their sleep. These soldiers rushed in with roars and took the lives of everyone who served differently from them, whether they were soldiers in the military fort or those they looted.
There seems to be no difference between the common people and the soldiers in the eyes of these soldiers.
Not to mention that no one will slow down the sword and gun in their hands because of the other party's begging for mercy.
Those who were lucky enough to find weapons and began to resist looked at the scenes around them with a look of despair in their eyes.
This is a group of well-trained soldiers, this is a group of experienced soldiers. From the moment they burst into this almost undefended military fort, in fact, the fate of everyone in the military fort has been decided.
An hour later, it was dawn!
The entire military fort was filled with curls of green smoke, and the air was filled with the smell of burning. Under the cover of rockets, everything that could be burned in the military fort had been burned out, and the Tatars who had been killed were all burned.
After the tent was burned down, no one paid attention to their corpses, which even filled the air with a disgusting smell of meat.
At the military fort, soldiers in small groups were inspecting the corpses one by one, both to prevent anyone from pretending to be dead and to record their military exploits.
"General, our army lost fifty-seven people and injured more than a hundred in this battle!"
The enemy's heads have not been counted yet, but as the officers and soldiers who have fought against the Tatars many times, all of them have smiles on their faces. With such battle losses, this is a definite victory.
"After the inventory is completed, chop off the heads of all the Tatars and pile them at the entrance of the military fort!" Feng Wanli nodded: "Drag the corpses out and burn them!"
"clear!"
"Release the scouts and rest here temporarily! Send someone to notify the troops coming from behind to meet here!" Feng Wanli ordered in an orderly manner.
"General, caught an official..."
A soldier shouted in the corner of the military fort, and a fat figure came out from the secret door. The soldiers suddenly cheered.
"He is a high official, he is a high official!"
"Bring me here!" Feng Wanli waved to the distance: "If there are any brothers who understand the Tatar language, call a few over. I want to question this guy properly!"
"General, there are still a few alive here, what should we do?"
Feng Wanli glared at the guy fiercely: "Bring them all over here..."