As the Ranger finished speaking, He Mazi suddenly pointed to the front and shouted: "General, look, Jiannu Cavalry!"

"Um!?"

Scarface felt a little nervous, and he turned around and looked in the direction of He Mazi's finger. Sure enough, he saw that there was already a roll of smoke and dust rising from the horizon in the northwest. Scarface estimated that the distance was about 20 miles away from Jining City.

"Send the order." Scarface turned around suddenly and shouted loudly, "All the soldiers of the Central Army will put down their work and hurry up and rest. Let the civilians do the rest of the work."

"yes!"

The messenger following Scarface responded to the promise and took the order and left.

Within a moment, the Jiannu cavalry was approaching within ten miles. Scarface held a monocular telescope and watched for a while, and said in a narrow voice: "They are coming from the Mongolian cavalry, not the Jiannu Eight Banners!"

He Mazi clenched his fists and said viciously: "No matter whether he is a Mongolian cavalry or the Eight Banners of Jiannu, hehe, the fuck is the heavenly soldiers and generals, and there will be no return when he arrives in Jining!"

"Mongolian cavalry? Isn't this a defeated general under our Central Army?"

Wang Huzi was also from Datong and had participated in the Battle of Sanbulachuan. Now, when he recalled the scene when Wang Pu led them to kill three in and three out, killing the Korqin cavalry to collapse, he was still excited. He was eager to try and said, "General, why don't Beizhi take the cavalry team out to fuck him?"

"No!" Scarface shook his head, "Although the Mongolian cavalry is not good at fighting tough battles, the cavalry and shooting skills left by their ancestors have not lost. The Marquis said that in the last battle of Sanbu Lachuan, the Mongolian cavalry suffered a loss because they were trying to avoid their strength and get close to us! At that time, the two armies really wanted to distance themselves and let the Mongolian cavalry play their advantage in cavalry and shooting. It is hard to say who wins and who loses."

"Hey." Wang Huzi said disapprovingly, "No matter how powerful the Mongols are in riding and shooting, they are just herdsmen. How powerful can they be than brothers who have been licking blood on the knife all year round? General, don't be ambitious and destroy your own prestige."

"Shut up." Scarface shouted in a muffled voice, "We only have two thousand cavalry, but the Mongolian cavalry has a population of 20,000. You fight with two thousand cavalry to fight 20,000 cavalry. You are asking your brothers to die. This is not the way of fighting!"

Wang Huzi didn't say anything anymore. This guy could rush and fight, but he had no brains.

Scarface meditated for a moment and said, "Wang Beard!"

Wang Huzi thought Scarface had changed his mind, so he quickly stood up and responded: "Here."

Scarface said: "Let your people have a good rest, no matter how fierce the battle is in the city, don't worry. Your task is to have a good rest and maintain your spirits! Wait until tonight, I will give the Mongolian cavalry some sweet tastes."

"yes!"

Wang Huzi agreed and went there happily.

Outside Jining City, in front of the Mongolian cavalry.

“Well…”

Sonamu gently shouted at the mount under his crotch, and raised his right arm at the same time. The messenger who followed Sonamu quickly blew the low and distant ox horn. The 20,000 Mongolian cavalry who were slowly moving forward behind Sonamu held their horses and then slowly spread out to their wings, forming a wide front that was more than ten miles wide.

The autumn wind shrank, and the grass and trees withered and yellow.

Thousands of Mongolian cavalry lined up with slightly messy cavalry formations, and countless pairs of cold eyes were already staring at Jining City not far away, just like thousands of grassland wolves staring at the prey in their sight. Just by waiting for the order of the wolf king, they would reveal their ferocious fangs and rushed forward without hesitation.

The Korqin tribe was the first of all Mongolian tribes to form an alliance with Jiannu. After the Jiannu conquered Mongolia, the Mongolian tribes were suppressed and suppressed. Only the strength of the Korqin tribe was strengthened. The entire Korqin tribe was composed of four tribes. Prince Ukeshan of the Changzhi Korqin had already died at the hands of Wang Pu in the Sanbulachuan Khan Court.

The two branches are Chahan, the four branches are full of Zhuxili, and the three branches are Sonamu.

As Dodo said, Sonamu was reckless, irritable, warlike, and had no brains. Dorgon sent him to be the vanguard general, and his intention was very sinister. Dorgon clearly wanted Sonamu and his 20,000 Mongolian cavalry to die. Dorgon wanted to arouse the hatred of the entire Korchin tribe against the Ming Central Army with Sonamu's death, and then attack Jining at any cost.

However, Sonamu could not know Dorgon’s intentions. He was even complacent because of Dorgon’s trust!

Since Dorgon came to power and became the regent, the pioneer general who sent troops to Jiannu every time was either Dodo or Ajige. Dorgon had never let others take the lead as a pioneer general. This time, Dorgon went against the norm, Sonamu was the pioneer general. What does this mean? This shows that Dorgon has regarded Sonamu as his confidant!

Amid the chaotic sound of horse hooves, more than twenty thousand household leaders had gathered to Sonamu.

Sonamu pointed at Jining City with the whip in his hand and shouted loudly: "You all tell me, is there any way to capture Jining City?"

More than 20,000 households were silent, and no one was vague about charging forward. But when it comes to thinking, it was not their strength. In fact, looking at the entire grassland, few Mongolian Tatars knew how to write military strategies. In the eyes of Mongolian Tatars, fighting was hunting, and hunting was just riding a horse to chase prey. Where else was there any strategy needed?

After all, nomadic civilization is not as good as agricultural civilization. Agricultural civilization has a good cultural heritage and has a large number of scholars who know the truth and write, but nomadic civilization does not. The inheritance of nomadic civilization is almost entirely based on the words of wizards and shamans. Although they also have their own language and writing, there are very few people who understand and can write in words.

Therefore, there have always been very few people who read literacy among the Mongolian Tartars, and even fewer people who know strategy.

The emergence of a large number of brave and resourceful military generals in the Mongolian tribe during the Temujin period was related to the specific historical environment at that time. Mongolia was divided at that time, and Temujin led his subordinates to fight in the east and west. These subordinates grew up through years of war and trained excellent military strategies!

Later, the Mongolian tribes were unified, and these subordinates became outstanding military generals. A group of Mongolian cavalry that had been through many battles was also forged. In addition, the unique wolf pack tactics of the Mongolian cavalry, the Mongolian cavalry swept the world, and the "yellow peril" that changed its reputation in the Western world.

But the current Mongolian tribe is no longer comparable to the Temujin period.

The current Mongolian tribe is just a vassal of Jiannu. Every time he goes to the expedition, Jiannu is in an absolute dominant position. The Mongolian cavalry is just a butcher knife in Jiannu's hand. The butcher knife only needs to be sharp enough and only needs to kill people. There is no need for thought. Jiannu does not allow the Mongolians to have their own thoughts.

The result was that the Mongols became stupider and weaker the more they fought, while the Jiannu became stronger and more powerful as they fought. So, Boluo, a savage Jurchen who had lived by digging ginseng in the deep mountains and forests, became even more courageous and resourceful after several years of battle!

It is precisely because of this reason that Jiannu was able to enslave 400,000 Mongolian cavalry with 60,000 Eight Banners soldiers.

Seeing that more than 20,000 heads of the household under his command remained silent, Sonamu couldn't help but be furious and cursed: "Everyone is a waste! Zhelem, Wuerqi, you go and cut down trees to build a ladder. Chahartai, you will take two thousand cavalry to supervise Jining City, and the rest will get off the horse and rest, and have enough energy to attack the city in the afternoon!"

At Sonamu's order, the Mongolian cavalry immediately began to act separately. Chahartai brought two thousand cavalry to prepare for battle. Zhelem and Wuerqi took two thousand cavalry to cut down trees and prepared to build a simple ladder for siege. Fortunately, there was a large dense forest not far away, and it was very convenient to obtain local materials.

Sonamu also turned over and got off the horse. A servant had already taken off a Persian carpet from the horse's back and laid it on the ground.

Sonamu walked to the center of the Persian carpet and sat down. The attendants moved the horse milk wine, cheese, jerky and other food to Sonamu. The whimpering sound of the horse-head fiddle sounded in a distant way. There were two Mongolian women wearing beautiful Mongolian robes dancing in front of Sonamu. This guy really knows how to enjoy it.

Jining city.

The scar-faced monocular telescope had already pointed at the two dancing Mongolian women in the Mongolian army. Their eyes moved with the twists of the two Mongolian women's waists. They sighed and said with a lewd smile: "These two Mongolian women are good, their butts are upright and big, and their waists are thin enough. Haha, I have picked up the treasure. After tonight, they will be my people!"

Wang Huzi, who had just given the order and turned back to the city, smashed his mouth when he heard this, and said with envy: "General, you already have two beautiful wives. I am poor and a bachelor. Or these two Mongolian women will give them to the humble one? Or... one will be done. General, you have to eat meat, so you have to give your brothers some soup."

"His grandma, have you agreed to me?" Scarface turned around and glared at Wang Huzi and cursed, "Okay, as long as you can get that head back for me, I will reward you with them!"

"Who? Whose head?" Wang Huzi said happily when he heard this, "General, this head has been decided."

Scarface handed the monocular lens to Wang Huzi and said, "See you, that guy who just sat on the carpet to drink. You have to remember his appearance. Tonight, you must cut off this guy's dog head and take it back to the city. As long as you can do it, the two Mongolian ladies will belong to you."

"Good." Wang Huzi wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said with a lewd smile, "General, you have to count your words. Damn, these two Mongolian women have so much butts. Hehe, look at that joke, and the little waist twisted, the taste must be much better than the Kiln Sister on Chunxiang Tower in Jining City!"

"Go." Scarface sneered disdainfully, "Look at your promising prospects. After the battle, I will return to Nanjing Camp. I invite you to enjoy the fun of Xiaoyao Fairyland. There is a Korean woman who Shi Lang brought back from North Korea. Her skin is so tender that she can pinch it out of water with just a pinch. Don't mention how beautiful it is, hehe..."

Wang Huzi returned the monocular to Scarface and smiled lewdly: "General, you have to count your words."

"Nonsense, when did I break my promise?" Scarface said in a low voice, "But don't mention it to He Mazi and the others. The cost of going back to Xiaoyao Fairyland is quite large. I'm not going to ask you alone, but I'll take all He Mazi and the others with me. I'll work for you this year in vain."

Just as he was talking, He Mazi suddenly ran up the city tower and asked Scarface, "General, the Mongolian Tartars are about to start siege. When will my two-sentinel musket team pull the city to the top?"

"Look at your promising prospects, you can't hold back before you fight?" Scarface cursed, "Good steel must be used on the blade. I have to keep your two-sentinal musket team against Jiannu. As for the Mongolian Tartars in front of you, it's just an appetizer. The thousand spearmen in Ma Gan and the people in the city are enough to deal with it. How can you use your musket team?"

He Mazi took off his big block, scratched his bare forehead, and smiled silly, "Isn't this so suffocating?"

"I have to hold it in my hands! The Marquis said it well, this soldier just needs to hold it in my hands, and they feel like a fire in their hearts. When they are released, they are like tigers going down the mountain, unstoppable, and they can swallow the enemy in one breath!" Scarface said with a wave of his hand and said loudly, "Let's go down to eat. The Mongolian Tartars are logging wood and building ladders, but they cannot attack the city at noon."

Although Scarface is a bandit, he is illiterate when he is young, and he is even more unlikely to be exposed to military books and strategies. However, in his years of war career, he has summarized a unique set of experience. Like the Mongolian generals under Temujin back then, he was a military general who truly grew up from actual combat. Although he is illiterate, anyone who underestimates him will pay a heavy price!

Just after noon, Zhelemie and Wuerqi built more than 200 simple ladders.

When Sonamu was almost full of wine and food, Zhelem and Urqi strode to Sonamu, kneeled on one knee and replied, "Prince, the ladder has been built."

"Um."

Sonamu rose up, stretched out his oily sleeves and wiped his mouth, and shouted: "Pull those Han people up!"

"twitter!"

Zhelemie and Wuerqi turned around and made a move.

A large group of Mongolian cavalry had already come to the Mongolian cavalry formation with more than 20 scholars. In an instant, the low sound of cow horns was heard. Sonamu tied his belt, and with the help of his servant, he turned over and stepped onto the horse and shouted sternly: "Cut down all these Han people, sacrifice the flag!"

"twitter!"

He raised his right arm high and made a gesture like a knife to slash hard.

The Mongolian cavalry who held down more than twenty scholars suddenly showed fierce eyes and raised the sabers in their hands. A dazzling cold light flashed by. The twenty-two heads rolled to the ground. A tiny of blood dyed the dark brown ground red. Sonamu pulled out the treasure sword, raised it diagonally forward and pointed to the direction of Jining City, and howled loudly: "Attack..."

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"
Chapter completed!