Back to the end of the Ming Dynasty to engage in infrastructure construction

Chapter 188 Night Attack Farce
People can eat here, but when they return to Daming, they will starve to death.

In the face of a full meal, it is useless to talk about etiquette, integrity, and national justice.

Zhao Cheng suddenly remembered that some of the materials he had read before traveling were about the Song Dynasty.

The Northern Song Dynasty was congenitally deficient, because during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period, Shi Jingtang cut off the sixteen prefectures of Youyun.

This is a disgrace to the Song Dynasty. How many people with lofty ideals want to recover the sixteen prefectures of Youyun.

In later generations, countless poems have been handed down, and the literati are deeply moved.

In everyone's consistent view, it seems that the people in the sixteen prefectures of Youyun are all looking south to Master Wang, hoping day and night that Master Wang will come to restore them and liberate them.

But the fact is that ordinary people don't have so much national righteousness in their hearts.

What they care about most is whether they can have enough food.

As for whether they were ruled by the Song Dynasty or the Daliao Dynasty, they didn't care!
After Daliao occupied the Sixteen Prefectures of Youyun for a period of time, the local people were quickly assimilated and considered themselves Daliao people.

So much so that the "Wang Shi" of the Song Dynasty thought that as long as he defeated the Liao army, he would be greeted by the local people during the Northern Expedition.

The result was desperate resistance from the local people.

Now Zhao Cheng is facing the same situation.

These Han people have been in Jin Guoyi for 20 years, and they have multiplied for a generation.

They may have experienced the tyranny of the Jianzhou Jurchen "killing the foodless".

But they all survived.

Moreover, in recent years, the Jin Kingdom has been prosperous and full of vitality. Although the status of these Han people is low, their lives are actually much better than those in Daming.

It was not easy for them to live a more stable life, and it was expected that they would not want to go back to Daming again.

"If you are afraid of starvation, you don't have to worry, follow me, I won't let you starve. But, you have to work for me.

From now on, each person will have two meals a day, dig trenches, cast fortifications, and build cities for me. "

Zhao Cheng didn't say anything more, and gave them a steamed bun with an order, and then asked people to take the thousand or so people to do things.

"Don't think about running away! Look at how sharp our firecrackers are, and how powerful our artillery is!"

Zhao Cheng shouted with a loudspeaker.

tom tom tom!
Thirty Hongyi cannons were firing in turn, and the shells fell on the top of the city one after another.

There are flower bullets and solid bullets.

Where did those Han Chinese who were just arrested see these things?
All of them turned pale with fright, not daring to think of running away anymore.

Soon, the second detachment came back, bringing back hundreds of Han Chinese.

Zhao Cheng was too lazy to say anything to them, and let them join the team of digging trenches, building walls and fortifications.

Men and women, old and young, all work the same way.

With the joining of nearly 2000 people, the soldiers of the strong land army were liberated and no longer needed to build fortifications. Apart from bombarding Shengjing City, they just had a good rest.

Seeing that the sun was setting and the sky was getting dark, Zhao Cheng did not send troops out to mop up the population, but began to prepare for the night.

No need to think about it, the Tartars in Shengjing City will never let this night go, they will definitely take the opportunity to attack at night.

Zhao Cheng must make arrangements.

First of all, it is natural to exchange a large number of anti-tank horses, dragged by the captured laborers, and place them all around the city wall.

Then, searchlights were placed on the top of the city.

When night fell, the searchlights suddenly turned on.

The workers immediately knelt down on the ground in horror as if they had seen a ghost.

The searchlights were as bright as daylight.

In their eyes, this is a miracle!

The soldiers of the strong land army looked at it, and couldn't help but smile on their faces.

They thought of themselves.

When they saw something like an "electric light" for the first time, the shock in their hearts was not much worse than that of these workers.

They were so lucky to have met Mr. Zhao.

Without Mr. Zhao leading them, they couldn't imagine what kind of life they would be living now?
……

Shengjing City.

Fan Wencheng hid in a relatively safe place and never took a rest.

In just one day, his face was full of haggard look.

At this time, the civil servants and military generals staying in the city were being called to discuss countermeasures.

There are first-class military officer Yang Guli and other famous Jurchen generals present here.

Yang Guli belongs to Zhenghuang Banner and is the son of Lang Zhu, the leader of the Kurka Tribe.Marry Nurhachi daughter as his wife.Successively awarded the first-class military officer and the post of Chaopin Duke, his status is second only to Baylor.

Among the civil and military officials staying in Shengjing, although Fan Wencheng presided over the daily affairs, the one with the highest status and status was Yang Guli.

He is 60 years old, highly respected, and an authentic Jurchen with a yellow flag, the son-in-law of Nurhachi...

If nothing happened, he would not show up, so as not to be suspected.

Now that Shengjing is in crisis, Yang Guli has come forward to sit in charge.

"Today is the beginning of the month, and the sky is dark. God is helping me! This time, Mr. Lao Zongbing will preside over the overall situation, concentrate the elite, and sneak attack the Ming army, striving to win in one battle."

Fan Wencheng looked up at the pitch-black night, his tone slightly relieved.

Just as Zhao Cheng expected, Fan Wencheng would not let go of the opportunity to attack at night.

"Lord Fan, don't worry! There's not even a crescent moon today, and you can't see your fingers. I have already ordered the fire-headed army to prepare meat and rice noodles so that the warriors will be full. We will definitely win this night's battle!"

Yang Guli is full of confidence.

"The commander in chief also needs to be careful. The Ming army must have expected that we will attack the barracks at night, and will definitely take precautions." Fan Wencheng reminded.

"What are you afraid of!"

Behind Yang Guli, a young man is full of pride.

"The Ming army relies on sharp firearms. They can see clearly during the day, but we can't get close. Now that there is darkness to cover them, even if they know that we are going to steal camp, so what?
Our Jianzhou warriors are all good at riding and archery. As long as they are approached by us, heavy arrows rain like rain, and the hundreds of Ming troops will give them a range sieve! "

"Yes! Ye Bilong is right! The Ming army is powerful because of their firecrackers and their Hongyi cannons. As long as we get close, our bows and arrows can exert their power, and the Ming army is not worth mentioning! "

Yang Guli is also very confident.

He has experienced hundreds of battles, he has fought against the Ming army, the Mongols, and the Jurchens of other tribes...all of them.

What he despises the most is the Ming army.

This Ming army is a bit weird.

But Yang Guli believed that at most they were just sharp firearms.

"It just happened to defeat this Ming army and seize their firearms. The Great Khan intends to attack Daming. The Ming army is not good at fighting, but they are good at defending the city. The walls of Daming are very tall, and our army has always been bad at attacking the city. If we have this Approving the red barbarian cannons will be of great benefit to our future siege!"

Yang Guli's eyes brightened slightly.

He even felt that as long as he could take down this Ming army and get the firearms, he might not be able to make meritorious deeds and make up for the loss of Shengjing City.

"The general is right. This Ming army is really weird. Why are the firearms so sharp? Could it be the latest firearms obtained from Frangji?"

Fan Wencheng nodded, agreeing with Yang Guli's words.

While they were discussing the details of the night attack, they suddenly heard a commotion in the city.

For a moment, it seemed that everyone was exclaiming.

"Did the Ming army attack the city?"

Fan Wencheng and the others were taken aback and walked out of the hall one after another.

Then, their eyes widened and their mouths opened in shock.

I saw that, in the direction of the west gate where the Ming army was located, blazing rays of light were shining into the city.

The entire sky was illuminated extremely brightly, and even the city could be seen clearly, as if it were daytime.

"Shaman god bless!"

"Shaman god bless!"

"..."

In the city, I don't know who yelled, and immediately, there were a lot of shouts, one after another.

All the soldiers around, as well as the common people in the city, bowed down towards the direction of the light and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Shaman god! Has the shaman god come? But, why is the shaman god on the side of the Ming army?"

Even Yang Guli couldn't help but groan, with a bit of bewilderment in his eyes.

Fan Wencheng was the first to calm down.

"Master Chief Military Officer, be careful! This is not a shaman god! It cannot be a shaman god! He appeared on the side of the Ming army, it can only be black magic!"

Yang Guli shuddered Lingling.

Yup!

He didn't know if the opponent was a shaman god, but if the soldiers and civilians believed that it was a shaman god, their fighting consciousness would collapse in an instant.

There is no need to fight the next battle, just wait for Shengjing City to change hands!

"That's right! Master Fan is right! This is not a shaman god! This is the sorcery of the Ming army!"

After all, Yang Guli is a veteran, so he quickly realized.

"Quick! Pass down the order and tell everyone not to panic, this is the magic of the Ming army! We are protected by the shaman god, so don't worry about this magic!

Anyone who dares to say that the shaman god came to the world will anger the shaman god!Kill immediately! "

Yang Guli yelled.

Immediately someone promised, a group of armored men were busy and began to maintain order in the city.

"My lord, the attack on the camp, should we discuss it separately?"

A group of people walked up to the top of the city and saw a bright light from the city wall to the direction of the Ming army camp.

Don't talk about stealing the camp, even if a sparrow flies past, it can be seen clearly.

Yang Guli was also silent for a while.

Did the night attack plan fail like this?

"no!"

Yang Guli gritted his teeth.

"This is our only chance. It will be even more unfavorable to us when the sun rises! I will gather my troops and go out of the city to attack and kill the Ming army. I will leave the matters in the city to Mr. Fan."

Fan Wencheng hesitated for a moment, and it was true after thinking about it.

He could only sigh and agree.

Yang Guli gathered soldiers and horses, and the Jurchen soldiers and horses were full of plans, and they gathered four Niu Lu.

During the Great Khan's expedition to Lin Dan Khan, the Eight Banners army almost came out in full force, and there were only five Niulu soldiers left behind in Shengjing City.

During the day, a Niulu was directly defeated in the first battle.

In the second battle, two cattle were recorded, and they suffered heavy losses at the city gate.

Now, the integration of four Niu Lu is already the limit.

If you put it in the past, there are more than 1000 people in Sige Niulu and Mabujia.

Yang Guli even dared to attack the Ming army's 1-strong camp.

But now, facing the Ming army with hundreds of people, he still lacks confidence.

"I will personally lead the army and set off from the north city gate. Ye Bilong, you lead people to set off from the south city gate. At three o'clock in the afternoon, listen to the sound of my cannons, and you and I will charge at the same time."

Yang Guli gave an order.

"Yes, my lord."

Ye Bilong agreed.

The two groups left the city separately.

At night, the artillery fire of the Ming army finally stopped.

Everyone just had a quiet rest, suddenly, a cannon rang.

Bang!
The next moment, the sound of shouting and killing sounded.

Two teams of men and horses launched attacks from two directions at the same time.

tom!
tom!
tom!
Just as they charged, the cannon sounded.

First came the Hongyi Cannon, one after another the shells fell into the crowd, and suddenly a group of people turned their backs.

"This battle can't be fought!"

Yang Guli was calm on the surface, but he was annoyed in his heart.

Two to 3000 meters away, the artillery of the Ming army began to exert its power.

How is this played?
Such a long distance, even if they rush over, they will be exhausted!

At that time, the exhausted teacher will go to fight with the elite teacher... Thinking about it, it will make people headache.

However, Yang Guli had no choice.

In the Ming army's position, those "little suns" made them invisible. He had just led the army around the north city gate, and his whereabouts were exposed.

If you don't charge, you will be beaten!

Solid bullets fell one after another, bouncing on the ground, and the place where they passed was a scene of tragedy.

The explosive bomb fell, and a large number of soldiers around were blown up.

The point is that the artillery of the Ming army seems to be in a steady stream.

When they rushed within six or seven hundred steps, their nightmare really started.

The sound of the cannons became more intensive, and at the same time, the sound of the firecrackers was crackling, like firecrackers.

In the dark night, bullets can be seen whizzing past, like a meteor shower flying across the sky.

One by one, the men in armor were hit directly, and they fell off their horses screaming.

The thick cotton armor on their bodies usually allows them to ignore the bows and arrows of the Ming army and the lead bullets of firecrackers, but at this moment, it is completely for display and has no effect at all.

"kill--"

Yang Guli strenuously, holding an iron knife in his hand, took the lead and took the lead in charging.

With him taking the lead, the soldiers under him are naturally extremely brave.

The Qiangdi Army quickly noticed this "big guy".

Suddenly, shells exploded around him.

All the Minie rifles were concentrated and fired at him.

Soon, Yang Guli was hit by several bullets at the same time, his body was sprayed with blood, and he fell off his horse.

"Kill the enemy—"

Until the end, Yang Guli was still yelling, with blood coming out of his mouth.

He squinted his eyes with a look of unwillingness.

He, the mighty Jurchen warrior, would lose to a Ming army?
Moreover, it was a Ming army that was not as numerous as them.

He will not rest in peace!

"master!"

Ba Yala stepped forward, desperately dragging Yangguli's body away.

This wave of stealing camp at night suddenly became a farce, and they were defeated within a few dozen steps of charging.

Ye Bilong's side is not much better.

The only luck is that Ye Bilong was only injured after being shot.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

When the Jurchen army fled in a panic, cheers erupted from the camp of the Ming army.

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

The Han laborers also subconsciously yelled.

Zhao Cheng deliberately asked them to stand aside and watch the battle.

(End of this chapter)