Although Nurhachi is brutal by nature, but at the same time he is also a cunning person, this time he nominally sent 80,000 troops, but in fact the eight banners of the people and horses are only 50,000, the rest of the more than 30,000 people are all composed of auxiliaries and clothes, these people are used as cannon fodder and miscellaneous soldiers, under the forcible order of the old lion, none of the generals in the army dare to play tricks, all of them have sent their own servants and auxiliaries out, and soon there were bursts of shouting and killing under the city of Jinzhou.

The combat effectiveness of auxiliary soldiers and Baoyi and other types of troops is naturally not comparable to that of the Jurchen soldiers, and the Ming defenders on the city wall have the deepest feelings for this.

"Nurhachi, the thief chieftain, seems to be determined to take Jinzhou."

Looking at the soldiers who kept coming up and being beaten down on the city wall, Sun Chengzong's brows were a little tightened, when he received the report of the general defending the city, not only did he not feel the slightest joy, but began to worry, he turned his head and asked Xiong Tingbi who was standing behind him, "Feibai, how long can our grain and grass equipment last?" ”

Xiong Tingbi has been in charge of the materials and supplies of the Jinning defense line since he came to Jinzhou, he bowed down and said: "Don't worry, my lord, our supply of grain and grass is sufficient, enough for the army to use for half a year, although the equipment is a little insufficient, but there is no problem within a month, the only worry is that our troops are a little insufficient, a few days ago Yuan Chonghuan, who was stationed in Dalinghe Fort, reported to you that the Tartar army appeared in the area of Dalinghe Fort, you asked Zhao to lead the general army to lead 3,000 cavalry and 4,000 foot soldiers to aid Dalinghe Fort, This also led to the fact that our Jinzhou troops were only less than 20,000 left, and if the casualties were too heavy, it would be quite difficult to defend. ”

Hearing this, Sun Chengzong also regretted a little in his heart, a few days ago he heard a report from Yuan Chonghuan stationed in Dalinghe Fort, saying that tens of thousands of Houjin Tartars were preparing to attack Dalinghe Fort, hoping that Jinzhou could send troops to reinforce, for fear that Dalinghe Fort would be lost, he asked Zhao to lead 7,000 soldiers and horses to reinforce. Unexpectedly, Nurhachi actually dangled a false shot, and only besieged Dalinghe Fort but did not attack, but launched an attack on Jinzhou, which caught him off guard.

Originally, Sun Chengzong thought that with the deep walls of Jinzhou City and the abundant grain and grass equipment, the Jurchen Tartars would not be able to attack no matter how fierce they were, but he never thought that the other party would play a cruel trick of exchanging life for life with him, but this time it hit Sun Chengzong's vital point.

After thinking for a while, Sun Chengzong ordered again: "Feibai, you immediately order the young and strong people in the city to also go up to the city wall to assist in the defense, and half of the defenders go down to rest." We have few people, so we can't fight this kind of war of attrition with them. ”

Xiong Tingbi also knew the seriousness of the matter, and nodded: "Don't worry, my lord, the lower officials understand." ”

Soon, thousands of young men began to go to the city wall to replace part of the defenders for defense, but the combat effectiveness of the young men was much worse than that of the defenders, and they had not received proper training, the casualties soon became larger, and the casualties of the young men alone reached an astonishing more than 3,000 people in one day, and most of the casualties of the young men were shot by arrows under the city.

To say that the Jurchens' archery skills were indeed good, the Jurchen Tartars pushed the heavy shield cart to the bottom of the city, and the crossbowmen hid behind the heavy shield cart.

At the beginning, the archers of the Ming army also leaned out to shoot at them, but after a few rounds of shooting, the archers of the Ming army, who had a geographical advantage, suffered heavy losses and had to retreat in the end. In this way, the Jurchen archers used shield chariots as cover, as long as someone appeared on the city, they would bend their bows and shoot arrows to cover the charge of their own soldiers, plus whether the young and strong had received systematic training, the casualties increased greatly for a while, and Sun Chengzong had to withdraw all the young and strong in just one day.

Seeing that the casualties in Jinzhou were too large, many generals asked Sun Chengzong to send troops from other places to come for reinforcements, but Sun Chengzong refused without hesitation.

"The Jinning defense line is integrated, and there may be big problems if any place is lost, and the Jurchen Tartars are the best at encircling the point to send reinforcements, if the Tartars set up an ambush on the way to reinforcements, not only can they not play the role of reinforcements, but they will lose their troops in vain, which is absolutely undesirable!"

"But the governor, our troops in Jinzhou are insufficient, and if we go to Jinzhou like this with the Tartars, we won't be able to keep it!" Zu Dale's opinion on increasing troops was the strongest, and his opinion was also supported by many generals

"At this moment, the enemy's situation is unknown, we must not mess with ourselves, you must remember that there are nearly 20,000 troops and tens of thousands of young men in Jinzhou City, we are just ...... It can also consume the Tartars to death, and the ministers of this governor expect that Nurhachi will never have the courage to fight a war of attrition with us. Sun Chengzong said categorically: "If Nurhachi is really willing to lose all his capital under this Jinzhou City, then what if the governor will give this Jinzhou City to him!" ”

Seeing Sun Chengzong's determined expression, the generals who were familiar with him knew very well that this matter could not be changed, so they could only say goodbye and leave.

After everyone left, Sun Chengzong couldn't help but sigh lightly when he looked at the city wall that was still killing the sky, and at this moment Yang Feng's figure suddenly appeared in his mind, "It would be good if Zhongqing was here, if I still have such a strong army in the hands of this official, what about those Tartars outside......"

The days passed, in the blink of an eye, Jinzhou City has been besieged for eight days, the Jurchens drove the auxiliaries and clothed minions to attack the city every day, after eight days of fighting, more than 30,000 auxiliary soldiers and Baoyi casualties were more than half, but the casualties of the Ming army defending the city were not small, more than 6,000 casualties were the price they paid these days, and because of the excessive casualties, Sun Chengzong had to re-let those young and strong men go to the city wall to defend.

Seeing that his offensive worked, Mang Gurtai, who was responsible for attacking the north gate, was even more excited, he personally organized a team of thousands of people to block the back of the siege troops, but anyone who dared to take a step back The big sword of the warlord team was immediately cut down, because Mang Gurtai was too brutal, the besieging coats even had a riot, but they were quickly suppressed by Mang Gurtai, and more than 100 coats and auxiliaries of the riot were all put into sacks and trampled to death by horses.

Although many young nobles were dissatisfied after seeing their slaves being treated like this, no one dared to raise any objections when they looked at Nurhachi, who was riding a war horse behind the phalanx, and now they could only hope that they could catch more slaves and wealth to make up for their losses after breaking through Jinzhou City.

Just when Daming and Dajin were fighting fiercely around Jinzhou, none of them knew that an army was heading towards Jinzhou.

Although it is not yet possible to say that spring has returned to the land in Liaodong in March, the weather has gradually improved a lot, the snow on the plains has begun to melt, the young grass has begun to sprout, and the hibernating animals have also come out of the burrows to start feeding.

There was a rumbling sound of horses' hooves, and the heavy horse's hooves stomped heavily on the ground, trampling the grass that had just grown sprouts in all directions, and in the sound of horses' hooves, dozens of Houjin detectives wearing cotton armor and helmets like lightning rods appeared on a hillside.

They quickly stopped, led by a muscular man with a tiger head gun on his waist and a huge bow hanging from his back, squinting his eyes and looking ahead, a pair of small eyes revealing a striking look.

Behind him, a sentry who was also wearing cotton armor and had a long knife hanging from his saddle licked his dry lips and said impatiently: "Aturu, this place is almost a hundred miles away from Jinzhou, and there is not even a figure on the way, do we still want to move forward?" ”

The man who was called Aturu turned his head to look at his companion behind him, who had already shown a tired look, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Let's go forward another fifteen miles, reach the Niangzi Slope in front, and then go around there and return." ”

"Huh!"

Everyone responded in unison and rode their horses down the hillside. It's just that what they didn't notice was that above their heads, a camouflage-colored six-winged drone was hovering unhurriedly, and after seeing these Houjin sentry posts running in the northwest direction, the drone also followed.

Niangzi Slope is a small mountain peak that is long in the east and steep in the west, because this mountain peak is relatively long, so it is also called Niangzi Slope, originally there was a small village of more than 100 people belonging to the Ming Dynasty, but as early as four or five years ago, the people here were slaughtered by the Jurchen Tartars, even if there are remnants of the people have long run away, so now there are only some ruins and abandoned fields here to tell the story that once happened.

Two quarters of an hour later, Aturu led more than 20 detectives to the foot of Niangzi Slope, looking at the village in front of him, which had long been abandoned, a thin detective sentry breathed a sigh of relief, he smiled and raised his horsewhip and said: "Aturu, see no, everything is normal, there is nothing abnormal at all, it is exactly the same as when we came two days ago." ”

Aturu didn't speak, he looked at the silent village for a moment, looked around again, pointed ahead and said lightly, "Lai, you go in and have a look." ”

"Not really." The sentry looked bitter and muttered, "It's all bones, what's so beautiful." ”

After the Jurchen Tartars killed people, they naturally wouldn't be kind enough to bury them, so the corpses inside were still everywhere, and although the Tartars were brutal, no one liked to look at piles of bone shelves.

Aturu glared at him: "What are you rambling, let you go!" ”

"Huh!"

In reluctantly, he struck his horse and ran forward, and he quickly turned into the village and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Soon a quarter of an hour passed, but Lai had not yet come out. Many people's faces immediately changed a little, they were all experienced detectives, of course they understood that something must have happened if Lai Lai hadn't come out for so long, and one of the oldest detectives immediately said: "Aturu, Lai must have had an accident, what should we do?" ”

As a participatory, Aturu had two options at this time, either to leave the place immediately, or to continue to send people to the village to find out the situation.

But the first choice is not done by ordinary people, because this means their own dereliction of duty and cowardice, after all, one of his subordinates is missing, as a boss, he doesn't even know what the situation is, he escaped, how can such a boss serve the public, and the subordinates are afraid that they will also muttered in their hearts, if the next time I encounter this situation, will he immediately abandon me. In this way, all Aturu can do is to find out the situation head-on.

Looking at the village less than three hundred paces away from them, there was still silence, the broken walls were silent, and a gust of wind blew up the dust, and in the dust, this abandoned village was like a silent monster opening its bloody mouth.

Aturu took a deep breath, took his tiger head gun from the saddle and lowered his voice, "Gesang led the first team to rush in from the left side of the village, and the rest of the people followed me and rushed in from the right, I want to see who ate the bear's heart leopard gall and dared to go against our Dajin Kingdom!" ”

"Up!"

With Aturu's order, more than twenty sentry sentries drew their shields and weapons, divided into two groups, and rushed towards the village from the left and right sides, and for a time the originally silent village was filled with the sound of hurried horses' hooves.

When Aturu led more than a dozen outposts into the village, he immediately felt different. He clearly remembered that when he came just two days ago, the village was littered with corpses, but now the corpses were gone, and they were naturally being cleaned up.

The question is, who picked up the remains? There is no doubt that the Jurchen Tartars naturally do not seem to come over to do good deeds, and the only ones who will do this kind of thing are the Han people.

Aturu, who was nervous, immediately shouted, "Everyone be careful! ”

"Bang ......"

As soon as Aturu finished speaking, a dull sound was heard, and a bloody hole suddenly appeared in the chest of a detective who was following him, and the whole person flew up from his horse and fell heavily to the ground.

"Enemy attack!"

After the first sound of fire, he immediately turned his horse and rushed into a half-collapsed courtyard next to him, and when the horse rushed into the house, he hit a half-collapsed earthen wall and cut an obvious scar, if it was in the past, Arturu would definitely be distressed for a long time, but now he was not in the mood to pay attention to this, he jumped off his horse and drew his strong bow from his back, mounted the arrow and ran to the corner on the side.

It took him only a few seconds to make these movements, but in the course of those few seconds, several firecrackers rang out one after another, and four or five sentry sentries who had no time to dodge fell one after another in the sound of firearms.

After the discussion of the firecrackers, the remaining seven or eight detectives also rushed into the half-collapsed courtyard where Arturu was, and at this moment, the sound of firearms sounded from the other side of the village not far away, accompanied by terrible screams.

"Damn, it's the Ming Army's night that doesn't collect!" Aturu shouted, "Their medicine has been knocked out, everyone rushes over and kills them!" ”

"Rush!"

The rest of the sentinels also screamed, and were about to ride their horses out again, but they heard a shout from outside, and then several swarthy and flaming objects were thrown in.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Soon the courtyard was engulfed in a burst of explosions and smoke......