Zhang Dou glanced at Zhu An with disdain, and didn't even bother to say anything to him. Zhu An was enraged by Zhang Dou's disdainful expression, and said loudly: "Zhang Dou! If you don't attack at this time, do you want to preserve your strength and rebel? ”

Zhang Dou somewhat admired the literati of the Ming Dynasty, and they could be involved in rebellion no matter what. He said to Ma Bao: "Give Zhu Juren a knife and let him go to support Guangning Fort." Maybe Zhu Juren can save a few people! ”

Zhu An's face turned white all of a sudden, and he pointed his finger at Zhang Dou and shouted, "Zhang Dou! You dare to treat a scholar like this, you have to make ......"

Before the reverse word could be spoken, a big hand grabbed Zhu An's fingers. "Click!" With a crisp sound, Juan's fingers immediately bent in the opposite direction.

Zhu An covered his fingers in pain and screamed repeatedly, and Zhang Dou frowned when he heard Zhu An's scream. I couldn't help but say, "Let this guy be quiet!" ”

"Okay!" Hu Tieniu, who broke Zhu An's fingers, took out his plate axe out of nowhere and smiled at Zhu An.

Zhu An immediately stopped howling, and a warm current instantly flowed between his legs.

Hu Tieniu glanced at Zhu An disdainfully and said, "If you want to quarrel with the handsome again, Hu Ye will give you a split in half." Do you understand? ”

Zhu An lay on the ground and nodded vigorously, only then did he know that he was afraid. Zhang Dou, who looked harmless to humans and animals, was no worse than the civilian officials, and he had never seen a military general who dared to kill a person with a glare at him.

At this moment, Nurhachi is very anxious, and the food panic in Dajin has been revealed. The price of food is doubling every day, not to mention that the Han people are a little unbearable.

This time, after receiving the news that Sun Degong had taken Quang Ninh, Nurhachi galloped all the way to Quang Ninh. He didn't carry much food, and in his opinion, there was no need to bring much food in the territory of the Han people. If you need anything, you can just grab it, but the report that he sent men around Quang Ninh made Nurhachi dumbfounded.

The large and small forts around Quang Ninh have been emptied, some houses have been burned down, and there are ruins everywhere.

The soldiers who went out to capture the people did not go well, except for the old and weak who caught less than 2,000 and had no gain.

Looking at Quang Ninh, where the city is high and deep, Nurhachi has a sense of powerlessness in his heart. After giving the order to attack, he watched the battle from the rear with a clairvoyant mirror.

I saw that a wooden stake was erected at the head of Guangning City, and a Jurchen was tied to the stake.

"Yamubri!" Nurhachi muttered the name, and he still had some impression of the man. He sent this person as a bait to besiege Xiping Fort and lure out the Quang Ninh army.

Now it is not a good thing to be tied to a stake naked by the Ming army, and I saw a Ming executioner approaching Yamubri.

With a swing of the knife in his hand, he slashed Yambri's scalp, and then slashed Yamburi's chest and limbs a few times, and in this way he skinned the human in broad daylight.

The people who filled in the trenches stopped their movements and looked blankly at the city, looking at the blood-drenched Jurchens, listening to the miserable howls of the Jurchens, these people felt that even if they died, it was worth it.

A head flew up, and the Jurchens shouted in broken Chinese: "Those who dare to stop will be killed, and hurry up to fill in the trench." I'm cutting you all down! ”

An old man with gray hair looked at the Jurchen who kept waving the steel knife in his hand, and he shouted with all his strength: "Folks! Fight with Jiannu! After shouting, he was the first to rush to the Jurchens who were still arrogant.

As soon as the old man ran in front of the Jurchens, a sword light flashed from the old man's neck. The old man's head was cut off and flew far away, and the Jurchens brandished their blood-stained steel knives laughed and said, "The lowly mud kan still wants to resist, and the master's knife is dedicated to cutting mud kans like you." Ha ha!! He ......"

Before he could finish laughing, another figure rushed at him. Then the second, then the third...... In the blink of an eye, he was overwhelmed by the angry people.

The howls continued to come out from among the people, and after a while they gradually stopped. The scene here made the Jurchens who supervised the people stunned, they did not expect that the Han people, who had always been docile as sheep, would have such a bloodthirsty side.

They looked at the people around them vigilantly, and a Jurchen saw his companion who was torn to shreds, and frantically swung his knife at the Han people.

At this moment, the Han people rushed to the Jurchens, and they ignored the steel knives that were cut over. Just to be able to bite the Jurchens before they die, and deduct a piece of flesh from them.

Watching the Han people who were driven out rebelled, the Jurchen vests rushed here. They swung steel knives and cut down the people to the ground, and it took half an hour to kill the captured Han Chinese.

Looking at the dead Han Chinese, Nurhachi waved his hand to signal to continue the siege. This time they had no cannon fodder, and the men and horses of the Han army banner were sent out to fill in the trenches.

The guns on the head of the city rang out in unison, and the archers struggled to shoot the arrows in their hands at the Han army flag that filled the trench. For a time, the city of Guangning howled gradually, and the men and horses of the Han army banner suffered heavy casualties.

Seeing this, Zhang Dou turned to Ma Bao and ordered, "Let Lin Yuting go!" It's better to be able to move back, if you can't burn them all, you can't leave a single grain for Jiannu! ”

In the corner of Luyang City, Xing Shenyan was lying at the door of the warehouse covered in dust. He knew he was doing it like a rebellion, but he was careful to trick the guards into showing up.

Xing Shenyan knew that if the Jurchens were allowed to get so much food, their national strength would be greatly enhanced. At that time, he will definitely attack the Ming Dynasty with all his might, and then it will be the real life.

Now that you can see this, you can't watch it happen. He wants to burn the grain here, leaving not a drop for the Jurchens.

Xing Shenyan looked up at the sky, it was just past noon at this time. I don't know how long I have to wait until dark, and if the Jurchens come, the food will never be burned again.

Xing Shenyan took out the fire fold from his arms, and took a fire oil bottle from the side. He had come from the armory of the garrison, and he felt a little uneasy about stealing something for the first time.

He waited a little longer, and found that the two soldiers guarding the door of the warehouse had been called out. The opportunity that Xing Shenyan had been waiting for finally came, and he rushed to the granary quickly.

He threw the oil bottle in his hand at the granary, but the scene that left him stunned happened. The oil bottle hit the granary and fell to the ground unharmed, Xing Shenyan was dumbfounded, what is the situation?

Shouldn't the oil bottle be shattered, throw it on the fire yourself, and then ignite a raging fire, and no one can save it? Did you take the wrong oil bottle?

He grabbed the oil bottle and smashed it hard, and after a few times, he finally smashed the oil bottle into a gap. The fierce fire oil in it only flowed out a little, and Xing Shenyan realized at this moment that it was not the wrong fire oil bottle, but his own strength was too small to break the fire oil bottle.

Just as he was about to smash the oil bottle again, a voice sounded in his ears: "Senator Xing!" You're so persevering! ”