The reason why it takes so long is mainly because there is lack of sufficient means of transport to transport supplies from the seaside to Gaizhou City.
According to the time predicted from previous prophecies, it will definitely take three days.
However, Cao Bianjiao smiled after hearing this and said: "I haven't had time to tell you yet.
When we first searched, we found that there were many cars in the city, especially in the houses of Jianlu.
That’s it” Hearing this, Feng Dehua breathed a sigh of relief and said quickly: "I don't know how fast Jianlu will react.
I think the first batch of supplies from the seaside should be arriving soon.
I'll go and do it first.
You can leave this matter to me."
I’m fine, you can just concentrate on your military affairs.”
"Okay."
When Cao Bianjiao heard this, he nodded immediately and went to work.
In the attack on the city last night, even though we tried our best, some prisoners still escaped.
The news that Gaizhou had been recovered by the Ming Dynasty inevitably spread.
What Cao Bianjiao had to do was to prevent Jianlu from coming to Gaizhou.
At noon, Haizhou, a large city in the north of Gaizhou, was originally quiet under the cold winter wind, and seemed to have little popularity.
However, when about ten riders came from the south in a very embarrassed manner, and not long after entering the city, the whole Haizhou became excited.
There were shouts, footsteps, horse hooves, etc. everywhere.
On the wall of the city where there was no one at all, groups of heads emerged, each one braving the cold wind and waiting.
A murderous aura suddenly filled the sky over Haizhou.
At the same time, five or six cavalrymen galloped out from several city gates in Haizhou and scattered in all directions.
Looking at the way the horses were racing with all their strength, they knew that it was time to go to various places to call the police.
About an hour later in the afternoon, the Jianlu soldiers on the top of the city discovered that the Ming army outside the city had not gathered at night.
Just like before when their scouts went to Ning Jin to investigate the military situation, they were very carefree.
Some of them even approached the top of the city, pointed at it, and some even dismounted to rest.
These Ming troops stayed at night and did not care whether there would be cavalry in the city rushing out to intercept them.
This situation made Jianlu on the top of the city very depressed.
Among them, a young man with a more reckless temper said bitterly: "When did the Ming army become so arrogant?
I'm so angry.
Why don't you send the cavalry out?
I don't believe it.
I won't be able to kill these people for more than ten nights."
"You're stupid," an older Jianlu next to him scolded, "Don't you see, these Ye Bushou did this deliberately to lure the cavalry in our city out.
Otherwise, think about it, Could it be that they have a few more lives than others and are not afraid of death?"
"Yes," another person echoed, "Don't forget, didn't Governor Denglai come here before?
In the end, it wasn't because you couldn't hold on, and the result was praised by the emperor.
This time, you must be cautious.
Defending Haizhou is a great achievement.
If the Ming army steals all of Haizhou, none of us will survive."
"Oh, so that's the case, it seems to make sense." "" I don’t know when it started, but Jianlu’s mentality had changed.
In the past, their attitude towards war was very positive.
They are the only ones outside the city.
But now, they are afraid of an ambush and the Ming army's tricks.
They would rather be cautious than go out because they are suspicious.
About half an hour later, a night guard outside the city looked at Haizhou City, and asked the short man at the head with some confusion: "Brother Sun, we don't have an ambush.
There has been no movement for so long, and Jianlu can't see it."
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Why did they become so timid?
Let us humiliate them here."
This short man is the same Sun brother who was with Cao Bianjiao.
Now he is the commander-in-chief of the cavalry army.
He is in charge of less than forty subordinates and is the one with the lowest official position.
However, at this time, he was obviously much more mature than before he joined the New Army after being trained by the Capital Junior Armed Forces Hall and the New Army.
I saw him looking at the city head with a sneer on his face: "What else can we do?
It's not because our Ming army has become stronger and they can no longer win easily like herding sheep like before.
Think about it, They have suffered so much this year, it would be strange not to be afraid.”
Upon hearing this, his men couldn't help but nod.
Indeed, if things remain the same as before, no matter how many tricks you use, it will be useless.
It seems like today's empty city strategy is used to scare them even if they don't even think about it.
It seems that they still need to have strength.
After Brother Sun finished speaking, he just looked at the city and thought to himself: "It seems that the strategy ordered by the young master is effective.
At least the Jianlu on the Haizhou side do not dare to go to Gaizhou."
Thinking like this, he suddenly stood up, got on his horse and said, "Come on, let's take a walk around."
Xinjin on the Xiaoheishan side is where the base camp of Jianlu's conquest of Jinzhou is located.
Fan Wencheng has arrived here.
At this time, he looked dignified, sitting on a horse, watching his men drive out groups of Han slaves from the shabby house.
He frowned slightly, a little dissatisfied.
These Han slaves were collected from nearby towns.
There are about three thousand people, which is already the limit of the number of people around.
What he was dissatisfied with was not just the number of people, but the quality of these people.
In his opinion, for the strategy he dedicated to Huang Taiji, it would be best if there were many old, weak, women and children among these Han slaves.
In this case, Lu Xiangsheng would not be able to be cruel.
However, among the three thousand Han slaves in front of them, there were only a few old and weak children.
There were a few women, but not many.
Fan Wencheng actually knew in his heart that most of the old, weak and children had starved to death and only the stronger ones could survive.
He actually wanted to collect Han slaves from further places, but the Han slaves collected from further places, even if they were as strong as the ones in front of him, would not be able to reach the gates of Jinzhou City.
If they were fed and clothed, the soldiers at the front of the Qing Dynasty would None of them were treated like this.
If these Han slaves were treated like this, they would have been beaten to death by the Manchus.
Fan Wencheng thought so, sighed slightly in his heart, and said to himself secretly: "Forget it, that's it.
At least you can tell at a glance that these are Han slaves, not soldiers."
But when these Han slaves were driven out of Xinjin, Fan Wencheng also drove his horse forward and left the city gate.
But at this moment, I saw a horse galloping in the distance.
Judging from the flag on his back, it was the messenger who had arrived.
He was a little surprised when he saw it.
What would happen if he came from that direction?
If he came over from Shenyang, he should not have anything happen in the short term.
Could it be from other places?
Just as Fan Wencheng was thinking about it, the messenger was already approaching quickly.
He quickly stopped and asked.
Unexpectedly, the messenger answered anxiously, leaving him there for a moment: