"Chirp, chirp!" Two clear bird calls suddenly came from the distant night.
Li Wenzhong, who was standing solemnly, heard the sound, drew out the sword from his waist with a clang, and said in a low voice: "Ma Qin, Zhang Qing, you two will each lead two thousand people to guard the four gates. You are not allowed to let go of a mosquito without my order."
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"The remaining people followed me into the city and slaughtered all the Manchu and Qing Tatars in the city, leaving no one behind."
"Attack at low speed, no noise!" Following Li Wenzhong's order, six thousand elite cavalry lined up in neat formation and quietly advanced toward Jinzhou City, which was twenty miles away.
At the same time, on the wall of Jinzhou City, shadows lurked in the darkness and were wantonly harvesting the lives of the soldiers guarding the city wall.
The person leading these people was Mu Ying.
His current cultivation level is at the pinnacle of Rongjin, and the sixty-man team he leads are also all Rongjin strongmen. All of them are due to the recovery of spiritual energy in the past two years, plus the practice of the simplified version of the thirty-sixth exercise.
Rong Jin, who broke through from entering Jin, was then called together by Zhu Yuanzhang to form a critical team.
To be honest, the idea of forming a team of all martial arts experts to carry out attack or assassination was inspired by Zhu Yuanzhang's pro-military guards formed by Zhu Biao.
In Zhu Biao's words, this is called a special force.
Lao Zhu thought this idea was very good, so he took the lead in forming a special force team in the army.
This time Mu Ying led the special team into the late Ming Dynasty, which also meant a small test of his skills.
Obviously the effect is quite good.
It wasn't until Li Wenzhong led the cavalry that they were less than three miles below Jinzhou City that the Tatars in the city finally realized that the rumbling sound was the sound of horse hooves, and that a large group of cavalry was galloping towards Jinzhou.
But until now, the Tatar leader in Jinzhou City thought that this was a friendly force crossing the border. After all, this was Liaodong, and Henan was separated from the battlefield by Shandong. How could the enemy's cavalry still fly over with wings?
And did the Ming Dynasty have cavalry?
Thinking of this, the Tatar leader couldn't help but smile with contempt.
But soon, when he hurriedly ran up the city wall and saw the torrent of red steel on the opposite side rushing towards him, wearing a mandarin duck jacket, he was stunned and stunned.
"Enemy...!" The Tatar leader was about to shout a warning, but unexpectedly, a knife was inserted silently from his back.
"Attack...!" An inaudible voice sounded from the bloody mouth of the Tatar official, who was then kicked over by Mu Ying.
The battle of Jinzhou City was over. The defenders in the city did not put up any effective resistance at all, or they did not have time to organize themselves, and were directly rushed into the city by Li Wenzhong's cavalry.
Then there was a while of chopping melons and vegetables.
Early the next morning, a row of more than twenty Tatars with rat tails were escorted to the city square.
This was all the Tatar men left in the city.
"Is there anyone who has any grudge against the Tatars?" Li Wenzhong turned to look at the people watching around him and shouted loudly.
There was a commotion among the people around, but in the end no one dared to stand up.
Li Wenzhong hacked one of the Tatars to death with a knife, and blood spurted out. He said with anger on his face: "Aren't you a man? You don't even dare to take the knife to kill your enemy?"
"I'll do it!" A young man in his thirties walked over quickly, took the knife from Li Wenzhong's hand, raised the knife and dropped it.
"I'm coming too!" Someone took the lead, and suddenly people among the people stood up one after another.
In the blink of an eye, more than twenty Tatars were chopped to pieces.
Li Wenzhong nodded with satisfaction and pointed to the guy who stood up first: "Where is your family from and what's your name?"
"I've met the military master!"
"The villain Ma Liu, whose ancestral home is Shandong, was plundered by the Tatars six years ago. The villain's old parents were killed by the Tatars, and his wife was also taken away. The villain is willing to join the army to fight, and he also asks the military master to take him in. .”
"Our men are all cavalry, you can't do it!"
"But we can hand over Jinzhou City to you!"
"You have to defend this city for us, and I will give you a credit when I come back, do you understand?" Li Wenzhong said.
"Ah?" Ma Liu looked confused. Happiness came so suddenly that he couldn't react for a while.
However, Li Wenzhong didn't give him any time to react. He only gave him a few casual words, and then drove out of Jinzhou City with his troops and three days of dry food.
Soldiers are valuable and quick.
The strategy Zhu Yuanzhang set for him was to sweep across Liaodong in the shortest possible time and kill as many of the Tatars' active forces and reserve troops as possible. As for the cities, except for Shenyang, the holy capital of the Tatars, nothing else was within Li Wenzhong's target range.
"The entire army will be dispersed in units of a hundred people, targeting all villages and towns that can be seen along the way."
"Only kill the Tatar men and their coats. Remember, if you encounter enemy cavalry, don't be reluctant to fight. Meet at the gate of Gaizhou City in three days!"
"Let's go!" Li Wenzhong shouted, and the cavalry troops of 10,000 people dispersed and rushed away like a goddess scattering flowers.
The killing then began.
Three days later.
The city of Gaizhou was destroyed, and nearly 1,200 Tatar men were slaughtered during this period.
Seven days later, Haizhou City was destroyed.
Sixteen days later, Liaoyang City was destroyed.
A month later, 10,000 troops came to Shenyang City.
Shenyang is the holy capital of the Tatars. Even though Dorgon brought all the troops into the pass, there were still no less than 5,000 elite cavalry of the Eight Banners left behind.
Coupled with the stragglers who gathered from all sides after hearing the news, the number of defenders in Shenyang now exceeds 20,000.
Eight thousand of them were cavalry.
What Li Wenzhong didn't expect was that these guys did not defend the city and wait for Dorgon's reinforcements in the pass, but formed an array directly outside the city to confront him head-on.
Seeing this scene, Li Wenzhong almost smiled crookedly.
He didn't expect to encounter such a good thing.
"Change the formation!" Li Wenzhong shouted immediately when he saw the opponent's cavalry rushing towards him.
The cavalry battle formation changed rapidly, and soon the heavy armored cavalry, which included two thousand men and horses, all of whom were powerful warriors, gradually moved from the center to the forward position.
The remaining eight thousand light cavalry guarded the two thousand heavy armored cavalry on both sides.
"Kill!" Li Wenzhong took the lead and also started to charge.
Opposite, the Tatar leader is Aixinjueluo Mandahai.
He is the son of Daishan and the grandson of Nurhaci. He now leads the entire defense of Shengjing.
Man Dahai hated the Ming army that appeared out of nowhere. His favorite youngest son Shi Xian went out to hunt in the city seven days ago, but when he found him yesterday, he was missing his head.
He was killed by these guys in front of him.
He personally led eight thousand elite Eight Banners out of the city this time to annihilate all these bright dogs and avenge his youngest son.
As for defeat?
No, the Eight Banners Cavalry of the Qing Dynasty has never suffered a defeat since its establishment.
"Oh, you dare to hedge against me, you are really impatient!" Seeing Li Wenzhong coming towards him, Man Dahai showed a cruel smile on his face.
There has never been any cavalry in the world who dared to confront the Eight Banners cavalry in such a head-to-head manner.