Chapter 162 News of the main force
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"Mang Gurtai, this eggless old picker, I heard that his head is longer than that of a tortoise. What do you think, does this old dog use the top or the bottom?"
"Haha. You don't understand this. This old dog has the same wax gun head as his top and bottom. He has to find someone to help him even if he doesn't use it. But it's easier for his stupid minions."
"Damn it, according to what you say, it's not bad to be a slave to this old dog."
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Seeing the several Ming soldiers below the city scolding them more and more vulgarly and unpleasantly, Gaizhou City couldn't help but stir up a commotion.
"These despicable bastards, they all deserve to die~~." On the top of the city, a young true slave of 17 or 18 years old, his face was ashen and his eyes were on fire, he wanted to rush down the city with a knife in his hand.
"Master Bei, you can't do this, you can't do it. The dogs are powerful, so we must not fall into their trap."
Around him, seven or eight slaves hurriedly hugged the young real slave tightly, for fear that he would do something impulsively.
"They dare to insult my sister, I will make their lives worse than death~~." The young true slave shouted like crazy.
He was Yabulu, the son of Yaerhai, a nobleman of the Later Jin Dynasty who was captured by Li Yuanqing.
When the Ming soldiers insulted Mang Gurtai like this, weren't they insulting his sister?
Previously, in the Battle of Xiping Fort, he led his Niu Lu to break open the gate of Xiping Fort and achieved great success. However, he was not happy for a few days when his father Yaerhai was captured by the Ming army.
After hearing the news, Jacob was so angry that he fell ill.
Fortunately, he was young and strong, and his sister took good care of him, so he slowly recovered. But this also prevented him from catching up with Lao Nu's western expedition.
Ya'erhai was originally a tribe with a red flag. After this incident, in order to appease their family, the old slave promoted Yabu to the rank of Gushan Beizi. At the same time, he assigned his headquarters to his brother-in-law Mang Gurtai.
Yabu Lu has been depressed these days. Unexpectedly, a Ming army dared to rush to the bottom of Gaizhou City and insult his sister like this. How could he, who was young and energetic, endure this?
But at this time, although Yabulu was the highest-ranking nobleman in Gaizhou City, there were only two and a half Niulu real slaves in Gaizhou City at this time. These slaves under his command had already suffered a great loss when their old master was captured.
, how can Yabulu be allowed to fight easily?
If something unexpected happened to Yabulu, their tribe would be doomed.
"Master Bei Zi, Master Bei Zi, calm down first. Calm down first."
Several old slaves clapped and pulled on their straps, and finally managed to calm down Yabu Lu's anger. An old slave in his early fifties hurriedly said: "Master Beizi, I know the dog is powerful. They came to call for battle, and there must be something."
Rely on. Heroes don't suffer immediate losses. Why should we care about them? News came back from the west in the morning that the main force of the Great Khan will return to the army soon. By then, we will definitely kill these bastards without leaving any trace behind."
This old slave is Yaerhai's confidant and Yabulu's uncle. Hearing what he said, Yabulu relaxed a little, but his eyes were gloomy, "These despicable bright dogs are simply unforgivable sins. Gu
Uncle, when will the main force of the big man come back?"
Gu Dai hurriedly said: "Based on the distance, it shouldn't take more than seven days at the latest."
Yabulu clenched his fists tightly and couldn't help but laugh loudly, "Very good. Very good. I think these smart dogs can still chatter for a few days."
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One morning passed, and the Ming soldiers under the city were almost hoarse from cursing. However, the Hou Jin army in Gaizhou City showed no signs of dispatching, and Li Yuanqing also withdrew the soldiers who were scolding them.
As a new bandit military group, it is indeed not easy to lure them out in this face-to-face confrontation.
To grow from a mere small tribe to such a huge one now requires more than just courage.
But Li Yuanqing was not in a hurry.
It's best if you can gain something from this kind of thing. If you don't gain something, it doesn't matter.
At this time, if this kind of guerrilla tactics takes the city too seriously, it will fall into the inferior category. At the same time, it also means that failure is not far away.
However, although the tactic of scolding formation has no practical significance, it has a huge effect on improving one's own morale.
Several soldiers who scolded the formation came back, and all of them were treated like heroes. To a certain extent, this was more inspiring than winning a battle.
They simply blamed all eighteen generations of Mang Gurtai and Lao Nu's ancestors. Of course, their wives and daughters couldn't escape either...
Although it is just erotic, this kind of thing is enough to excite the soldiers for several days, and it is more than enough.
Although the morale of the soldiers was high, Li Yuanqing still maintained sufficient restraint and calmness.
As the saying goes, ‘If you walk too much at night, you will always encounter ghosts’.
Due to the limitations of communication conditions, Li Yuanqing did not know the specific battle situation of Lao Nu on the Western Front, but it was the wheat harvest season. According to time estimates, several months had passed since Lao Nu's Western Expedition, and the various Mongolian tribes also
Now that the cattle and sheep are getting fat, they may not be willing to fight against the main force of Houjin.
If the main force of the old slaves returns to the army, Li Yuanqing, who is on the westernmost front, will definitely bear the brunt.
Li Yuanqing never wanted to take this risk.
This expedition has been out for almost ten days. Fuzhou, Gaizhou, and Li Yuanqing have basically slipped around. They can almost disrupt part of the Jin army's deployment and defense situation in southern Liaoning. If they continue to struggle, they will not.
Wise.
However, even if you have the intention to quit, you still have to pretend to be confident on the surface.
After lunch, the Changsheng Battalion continued to increase the scale of the scolding formation. Soldiers with loud voices, No. 70 and 80, stood in a row at the foot of Gaizhou City, laughing loudly and teasing various internal affairs of Houjin.
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Liang Zhu and Zhang Sanwa were bannermen of the Han Dynasty. They had lived under the rule of Hou Jin for more than a year. They knew more about the many tricks in it and became the main force in the scolding group.
For example, Mang Gurtai's younger sister Mang Guji is a licentious man, who stole someone from her, and Lao Nu's youngest son Duduo doesn't look like him. Many things have a nose and eyes that make people believe it is true.
Gaizhou City was sometimes angry and would let out a hail of arrows to vent their anger. However, these Ming soldiers were 150 or 00 steps away from the city and were already out of the range of their bows and arrows. They used their limp bows and arrows again.
He loudly ridiculed Hou Jinjun, which made Hou Jinjun in Gaizhou City even more angry.
In the end, both sides began to yell at each other, as if they were competing to see who could speak louder. It was a spectacle.
Night fell quickly, and there were barbecues and cheers in Changsheng Camp, which made Gaizhou City even more angry. However, they had no choice but to wait until almost midnight before these hateful dogs finally stopped.
But the Jin army suffered a loss last night. Knowing that the weapons at Changsheng camp were very sharp, the sentries did not dare to move forward blindly, but only dared to watch from a distance.
But when they woke up in the morning, they were dumbfounded. The bonfires in the Ming army camp were burning brightly, but not a single Ming army soldier could be seen. The big ship that covered the sky and the sun seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
Yabulu had a very unhappy sleep last night, so he asked his servant to make a cup of chrysanthemum tea to moisten his throat. He was about to prepare for a 'showdown' with these bright dogs today, but suddenly he found that his opponent had disappeared.
Gaizhou City was instantly shocked and became a mess.
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At this time, Li Yuanqing's fleet had already sailed towards the Sancha River.
Gaizhou and Fuzhou have now become frightened birds, and it is no longer possible to win them. The actual benefits cannot be accounted for much, so Li Yuanqing will naturally not entangle anymore in these two places.
However, there has been no news about the main force of Lao Nu, which is like a thorn in the flesh, making Li Yuanqing restless.
There is nothing wrong with Li Yuanqing and the Changsheng Camp. Li Yuanqing has been moving along the coast and will never rush deep into the land. Even if he encounters the main force of the old slaves, he can escape in the shortest time. However, Li Yuanqing is afraid that the old slaves will surprise him and the main force will suddenly attack.
In Zhenjiang, Li Yuanqing cannot afford this consequence.
Even if Mao Wenlong had the foresight to escape in advance, Chen Zhong and Zhang Pan on the east coast of southern Liaoning would probably suffer heavy losses.
At noon the next day, the fleet arrived at the familiar mouth of the Sancha River, which is now basically as familiar as Li Yuanqing's back garden.
Xu Heizi was asked to lead people to build a temporary wharf, and Li Yuanqing led the main force ashore to camp. At the same time, he ordered Liu Dadou's scout team to go deep into the hinterland of Liaoning to find out information about the main force of the old slaves.
At this time, although Lao Nu had captured western Liaoning, in order to ensure the compactness of the war, Hou Jin had turned western Liaoning into a "no man's land", and the city of Guangning was burned down. Except for a few military forts in key sections, there were not many military forts.
More defensive power.
Li Yuanqing had more than thirty horses on board, which was enough for the scouts to go deep into the hinterland of Liao Dynasty to find out the news.
At the same time, Li Yuanqing also sent a clipper to the east coast of southern Liaoning to inquire about the battle situation on Chen Zhong, Zhang Pan's two troops, and Mao Wenlong's main force.
The forest here at the mouth of the river is very dense, and it is not difficult to set up a camp. There is no enemy situation around, and there will be no war in a short period of time. Li Yuanqing simply used this place as a training ground and continued to practice formations.
Changsheng Island was first established, and various affairs were being explored and improved. Li Yuanqing could not rush, but these soldiers could be firmly controlled by Li Yuanqing.
And through the experience of leading the army for such a long time, Li Yuanqing also discovered that in addition to the future, the land, the women, and the homestead, if he wanted to control the soldiers more closely, he also had to take action mentally.
The experience of later generations of our army has a lot to learn from.
But it is unrealistic to blindly establish new positions. After all, Li Yuanqing is still an officer of the Ming Dynasty, and the Changsheng Battalion is also an official army of the Ming Dynasty.
In this case, the only option is to use the deputy position.
Deputy 100 households, deputy 1000 households, Li Yuanqing can still get these quotas.
Seven or eight days in a row passed, and the Changsheng Battalion was at the temporary camp at the mouth of the river. While practicing their formations, Li Yuanqing also inspected the officers and selected some with strong political ideas to serve as 'instructors'.
Unexpectedly, the time has arrived in late July. In the evening, Li Yuanqing was instructing the troops to conduct a day's formation training. At this time, horses from the scout team hurried over. They really found out the latest movements of Lao Nu's main force.
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Chapter completed!