readx When there was chaos inside and outside the city, Zhao Lie was woken up by Du Li.
Zhao Lie came to the deck to listen.
After a while, the soldiers on each ship got up to prepare for battle.
Today is the first day of Jiannu's arrival.
Everyone is lying down in their clothes.
Jiannu attacked the city overnight, so he could assist in the battle at Nanguan.
Everyone arranged their armor and concentrated on preparing for battle.
Suddenly, the ships became commotion.
After meal time, the chaotic sounds in Lushun North City subsided, and only sporadic shouts of death came.
After a moment, the soldiers at the head of Nanguan City shouted: Jiannu's attack on the city was repulsed, and many people were killed and wounded.
The navy soldiers were relieved.
The navy officers and men lay down in their clothes again and had a good rest.
After all, they had been busy all day during the day and were quite tired.
Zhao Lie couldn't sleep, knowing in his heart that the internal agents had failed.
As long as the internal agents were eradicated, Mang Gurtai would be helpless in the face of the fortified city.
His report saved thousands of people of the Ming Dynasty, saved Zhang Pan, a famous slave-killing general, and caused the slaves to suffer a great loss.
Excitement and excitement travel throughout the body, and sleepiness disappears.
Unable to sleep, Zhao Lie got up, picked up his spear, and practiced his marksmanship on the deck before going into the cabin to rest.
Mang Gurtai was also up in the middle of the night.
The three great Belles looked at the roof of the official office with their eyes wide open, unable to sleep at all.
Reason told him not to be reckless and to preserve his strength, but the shame of failure made him bleed.
Yong, his face hurt, the biggest humiliation that had ever happened to him since the first year of Zhi Tiancong happened to him, which he couldn't accept.
When he thought that the other Baylors would ridicule him and cause trouble, especially his father Khan's recent moodiness, Mang Gurtai became very upset.
It wasn't until dawn that he was confused by the conflict between attacking and not attacking.
Itaia looked at Ama's bloody left arm and painful and sweaty forehead, feeling sad for Ama.
He had just seen Guard Torto pull out an arrow for Ama, and Ama's lip was bleeding from his teeth.
At this scene, Itaia turned his head and did not dare to look.
Itai'a is not the first brother.
He has seen dead people and numerous injuries during his several campaigns in Mongolia.
However, this time it was his Ama who was injured, and he was really thinking about him.
Erlu saw his son's concern and comforted him, "Itaia, it's okay, it's just penetration.
It will be fine in a few days."
Itaea couldn't bear to look anymore, turned around and went out, and saw the body of little Giroud in the hall.
His face was covered by a piece of coarse cloth.
On the way back, a heavy arrow pierced Giroud's lungs from behind, and Giroud collapsed on the spot.
He stumbled to his knees, Itea supported him regardless of the danger.
He returned to the North City.
As soon as he passed the city gate, Jirou vomited blood and fell down.
Blood gushed out from his lungs and from Jirou's mouth.
Jirou wanted to say something to Itea, but what he vomited out was blood, loudly.
After coughing a few times, Giroud breathed out with dull eyes.
Itai'a carried his body back to the station, but he didn't expect that Ama was also injured.
After finishing working on Ama, he saw Jilu's body again.
Itai'a burst into tears.
No one would hunt or graze with him anymore.
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We fought together.
His brother is gone.
In Itea's heart, Giroud, whom he grew up with since childhood, is closer than his own brothers.
After an unknown amount of time, a hand patted Itea's shoulder.
Itea turned his head and saw his own Ama beside him, looking at him, "Itea, remember, Giroud was killed by Nikan. , we will definitely avenge him.”
Yes, Itea looked to the south fiercely, Nikan should all die.
He wanted to avenge Giroud's death by killing ten, nay, a hundred Nikans.
Zhang Pan didn't sleep either.
After listening to Fang Song's wailing for half an hour and looking at the faint corpse of Jiannu outside the city gate, Zhang Pan felt excited.
Jiannu's head and blood always brought him excitement.
On this day, he was killed.
The real slave and the pleasure of defeating Mang Gurtai made him stand on the top of the city without sleep for a long time.
He silently recited the names of his killed relatives in his mind, and finally the names of his three-year-old twins.
In this way, poor Zhang Pan spent this long night feeling happy and sad.
Wu Qun on the ship in Haicang also heard the sound and got up.
When he heard the shouting of killing, he felt worried and raised his head from the deck to Lushun.
The shouting stopped for a long time.
Wu Qun, who was not Chu Ge, understood that Jiannu had retreated, otherwise Jiannu would enter the city and shout for death.
What's more, Wu Qun felt relieved and saw that most of the members of the Fang family, big and small, woke up and came to the deck in shock.
Wu Qun breathed a sigh of relief, and finally all his family got on the boat.
Although he lost some silver and went through many twists and turns, he finally lived up to his father's instructions and took all his family members on the boat to Shandong.
As for how to live in Shandong, he just We can wait until then.
No matter what, it is better than Liaodong, which is full of wars.
Liu Fugui fought with Jian Nu at the dock during the day, and was slashed by Jian Nu on his left arm.
The wounded were all put on a Haicang ship.
Liu Fugui could only lean on the deck, with Zou Huai'en waiting on him.
Liu Fugui was so painful that he couldn't sleep for half the night.
The intermittent cries of pain also prevented him from sleeping.
The sound of fierce fighting in Lushun woke up everyone who was confused.
After the sound subsided, the sailor told Jiannu that he had been repulsed.
Liu Fugui couldn't sleep, thinking about the young general who had killed Jian Nu and saved him and Zou Huai'en during the day.
He grinned and made up his mind to find him and kill the slaves with him to take revenge.
Perhaps it was due to the mutual hatred between the two parties that at dawn, the sun was no longer shining brightly, but dark clouds and drizzle enveloped the inside and outside of Lushun.
That morning, Jiannu did not attack the city, and both sides ceased their activities, as if they were tired yesterday and rested together today.
At the end of the Mao period, Jiannu raised the white flag, and a Geshiha rode a black horse to the city to shout, hoping to recover the body of the dead Jiannu bannerman.
Zhang Pan neatly ordered the guards on his left and right to shoot him to death.
He shot two arrows at the courier.
The courier got back on his horse and ran away.
He was hit by an arrow on the way, but fortunately it was not a vital part.
He cursed, leaned on his horse and ran back to the main formation.
Zhang Pan didn't think it was necessary to exchange corpses with each other.
Those who died under the city were all Jiannu slaves.
Letting their corpses be exposed in the wilderness was the right way.
Merle Erzhenkarthik, who was angry at presiding over this matter, was furious.
At the beginning of Shenshi, fireworks rose again in the northeast of the city.
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It was Jiannu who was burning his own dead bodies, including the dark, ghost-like body of Jiannu who was burned to death in the forest on the east side.
The Jiannu bannermen themselves were frightened. , it’s not that I’ve never seen burning The dead corpses were just Han people burned to death in the Liaoshen area, as well as resisters who had been suppressed in the past year or two, but this time they were hundreds of Zhenglan Banner bannermen, including Niu Lu Zhangjing, Ling Cui, Bashiku and other middle and lower-level generals.
This is a rare loss in recent years, and the morale of Zhenglanqi has dropped to the bottom.
You must know that Niulu all live together.
The death of almost all Niulu in the east will make almost every family in several villages wear mourning and cry.
Itea made a pyre for Giroud alone, and with the help of Torto, he placed Giroud on it and lit it on fire.
When he saw Giroud's body turned over and burned in the fire, Itea burst into tears and knelt down.
He stayed on the ground for a long time without getting up.
The rabbit dies and the fox grieves, Zhenglan Banner no longer has the hustle and bustle of the past.
The two armies are filled with inexplicable silence, and they confront each other in the north and south of Lushun.
The next day was spent slowly in this atmosphere.
Zhang Pan did not dare to be careless.
Although he had always hated Jiannu, he never dared to despise such a barbarian.
The Ming army generals who had always despised Jiannu for rushing into battle had already died in the battles of Sarhu and other battles.
Zhang Pan ordered The subordinates tried their best to prepare rolling wood, rocks, golden arrows, and were on full alert.
On the third day, Mang Gurtai still did not order to attack the city.
Instead, he ordered the banner men to demolish the north and south gates of the North City.
In the afternoon, he ordered the filling of the wells, and finally burned the entire North City.
Of course, the walls of the North City could not be burned, but only the inner city.
The houses and temples were burned to ashes.
The slave-building brigade was all moved to the camp outside the city.
Zhang Pan did not dare to be careless.
Zhang Pan did not believe what the poor literati said about the vulgar Jiannu.
The vulgar Jiannu occupied Liaoshen, but the Ming Dynasty led by the literati was completely defeated.
Zhang Pan would never underestimate the enemy.
Zhang Pan had a blood feud with Jiannu, but he knew that he had to protect himself first, otherwise he would kill the slave.
If he accidentally lost his own head, how could he talk about revenge?
Zhang Pan was sure that Jiannu would chop off his head.
The skull of Qin Bangping, who died in the battle of Liaohe, was made into a wine glass and played with by slaves.
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