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Chapter 88 The Battle Is Coming
"King Khan, Fuzhou urgent report." The soldiers outside the tent came in again and bowed to report.

The old slave frowned, really didn't want to hear any more bad news, it was annoying.

Huang Taiji waved his hand and said, "Bring in the urgent report and let the messenger wait outside."

After a while, the soldiers brought in the urgent report, glanced at Nurhachi, and hesitated.

The old slave made a gesture towards Huang Taiji, and briefly ordered: "You read it."

"Yes, Father Khan." Huang Taiji took the urgent report and checked the seal before opening it to have a look.

After reading the emergency report, he frowned slightly. He didn't read all of them, but chose the key points, "Mao Wenlong led his troops to land a surprise attack, captured Huanggudao Fort, burned the surrounding villages, and moved all the Liao people away."

"Mao Wenlong?" The old slave sat up straight, a little surprised and confused.

Mao Wenlong went through a losing streak in Zhenjiang and Tieshan, and fled to North Korea with refugees. He heard that he hid in Phi Island, where the birds don't shit. How could he make a comeback in such a short period of time?

Huang Taiji glanced at Father Khan, and added: "According to the Fuzhou Express, there are more than 200 soldiers in Huanggudao Fort, wearing 37 armor, and none of them survived."

In this case, Mao Wenlong should lead no less than a thousand troops, or more.

The old slave made a rough calculation and felt that the order sent out last night was a bit inappropriate.With the remaining troops in Gai, Hai, and Fu, it is a bit difficult to deal with the two Ming armies.

Moreover, where will the Ming army's next move point to?The coast is long, and some are hard to guard against!
"The Ming army's harassment is just to contain my army outside, so it's nothing to worry about." The old slave thought over and over again, feeling that he couldn't be bothered by the enemy's actions, so he concentrated on dealing with Guangning, the hard bone, "to spread the word to Fuzhou, Gaizhou and other places. Believe me, order them to stick to the stronghold and not act rashly."

Huang Taiji nodded in agreement. Judging from the time, the Ming army's navy was dispatched so quickly that it was unexpected.But it is also because the speed is too fast, it must be hasty, the mobilization force will not be too large, and the damage to the occupied areas will be limited.

Therefore, we cannot let the enemy lead us by the nose.Returning to the army in a hurry is what the enemy wants, and it hits the enemy's trick.

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As night fell, Guangning City was still bustling with work.

Tens of thousands of soldiers, volunteers, and people in the city joined hands, and the sound of trumpets and tools beating became one.

The trunks and timbers of each tree were simply processed and plugged obliquely from the shooting holes of the crenellations of the city wall. The two adjacent ones were as close as possible at the far end, or joined to form a triangle, or formed a shape without a sharp corner at the top.

Then a piece of board or wood is laid on it to form a platform that protrudes several meters from the city wall.Nail a few wooden posts around the platform, hang sacks or straw curtains, dig out a few holes, and pour water...

The prefect Gao Bangzuo was puzzled at first, not knowing what he was going to do with all this effort.He waited until the frozen platform continued to form and observed carefully before he figured out a way to do it.

Dozens of twigs, as thin as spears, were sharpened at one end and tied horizontally and vertically into a loose square. They were hung under the city with ropes, and then splashed with water to freeze them, like plum blossom piles, forming a barrier to protect the city wall.

Trees with iron hoops were lifted up from under the city, adjusted their angles, and erected at the battlements, pointing straight out of the city.

This thing—Gao Bangzuo walked slowly on the city wall, reaching out his hands to touch the cold trees from time to time, with a strange expression on his face.

Pine torches were lit under the city, hundreds of craftsmen brandished tools, and the sound of tinkling was endless.Since the morning, they have been working for nearly a day, but the craftsmen just went to rest for a while because they were too tired.

Gao Bangzuo naturally knew the reason for this, it was very simple, the wages were high, and he worked hard for the lives of himself and his family.

Spend it, enjoy it, the city is going to be destroyed, what's the use of keeping the things in the warehouse, it's either burned, or it's cheaper to build slaves.

With such a tense busy schedule and arrangement, everyone knew that an unprecedented battle would usher in.If you make it through, you will have a bright future, if you can't make it through, there will be a bloody massacre all over the city.

Xiong Tingbi and several soldiers walked towards him, and Gao Bangzuo hurried forward to salute.

"Gaozhifu has worked hard." Xiong Tingbi returned the salute, and said: "There is a shortage of wood, and I have to ask Gaozhifu to bring the yamen servants, recruit a group of people, and cut down all the wooden fences in the school yard and transport them here."

Gao Bangzuo quickly nodded in agreement, and said, "What a lower official should do, why bother?"

Watching Gao Bangzuo leave, Xiong Tingbi continued to patrol the city, and met Ma Chengfei and others at a section of the city wall with many platforms.

"I have seen Mr. Jinglue." Ma Chengfei bowed his hands, pointed to the platform and the city wall and said, "I think we can set up a curtain on the city wall to resist Jiannu's bow and arrow shooting. Also, it is not very convenient to move up and down. .”

Xiong Tingbi nodded in agreement, and said: "Ma Baihu's words are reasonable, and this scripture will send people to reinforce it."

Ma Chengfei smiled and said, "Your Excellency has been in Liaodong for a long time. Looking at the weather, when will it be thawed?"

Xiong Tingbi was confident and said, "At least it will take more than a month, enough to delay until Jiannu retreats."

"That's good, that's good." Ma Chengfei breathed a sigh of relief, squinting his eyes and looking at the Houjin camp outside the city, "Jianu is also building equipment overnight, and I'm afraid it will take from morning to night when he comes to attack again." , The fight has been going on for a long time."

Xiong Tingbi stroked his beard and said with his jaw: "Fierce battles are inevitable. As long as the soldiers and people of this city are of one mind and unite as one, this strategy is still confident in defending the city."

Ma Chengfei turned his head and looked at the lights in various places in the city, smiled, cupped his hands and said: "I am also very confident. Then I will leave without delaying Mr. Jinglue's inspection."

"Ma Baihu, please." Xiong Tingbi smiled and nodded.

Watching the horse fly away, I heard a low voice complaining, "You can't drink a burning knife, and other wines are boring!"

Xiong Tingbi turned his head, his face became serious, and he said to the counselor Xing Shenyan in a deep voice: "Conscript the strong and strong from the people in the city to expand the volunteers. The silk, satin and cloth in the treasury can be used as rewards. We must add another [-] volunteers to help defend the city." .”

"Follow the order." Xing Shenyan bowed to accept the order, and took several people down to the city to make arrangements.

Xiong Tingbi then ordered Han Chuming, "Choose tough men from the previous volunteers to supplement the army, the more the better."

"I understand the humble position." Han Chuming handed over his hand to accept the order, turned around and left.

Xiong Tingbi exhaled a long breath, white mist rose and quickly dissipated in front of his face.

The victory or defeat depends on one action, as long as the golden army's onslaught after the defeat, its sad retreat is certain.

With Jiannu's family background, the long-term siege could not be done, and the attack on the city resulted in heavy casualties. What should I do? I believe the old slave will make a wise and helpless choice.

He reached out and patted the Fran cannon on the battlements. The heavy and cold feeling seemed to give him more strength, and he turned around and strode forward.

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(End of this chapter)