I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 207: Dark Clouds Overcome the City
The Tumed people were the first to cross the North Great Wall and rush into Datong Mansion.

Followed by the cavalry of the Ordos tribe.

The Great Wall defense line on the front line of Datong Town was like a decoration. This discovery made them ecstatic.

It seems that the Ming Empire is really dying, and even the defense of dangerous places such as the North Great Wall is so weak!
What's more, although some Ming defenders were stationed in the barracks south of the Great Wall, they only dared to hide in the fortified city and dared not show their heads.

Two cavalry troops of [-] people made a tentative attack, and after finding that it was impossible to conquer easily, they went straight south.

Their goal is Daming's food.

There are only a few thousand city defense soldiers in the area, and the grassland cavalry is simply ignored.

But they didn't know that when the prairie cavalry of the brigade crossed the Great Wall and entered Datong Mansion, the Ming troops who had huddled in the city quickly returned to defense and all marched into the Great Wall defense line.

Completely block the steppe cavalry's retreat.

……

"Has the wheat been harvested?"

"It's easy to grab after harvesting. Don't tell me we want our warriors to harvest the crops?"

"Haha, yes, how comfortable it is for us to rob villages and their cities directly!"

The two tribes and two cavalry teams of ten thousand people had already entered Datong Mansion and they were divided into seven or eight 'grain brigades', and a quick march was seven or eighty miles.

In the end, to the surprise of these northern barbarians, all the villages in Daming were empty!
Neither grain nor livestock nor anything of value remained.

Not only that, judging from the messy scene, it was clear that it had been looted more than ten days ago. Many houses of rich families were burned to nothing...

On the fields, there are traces of burning straw all over the place.

The northern barbarians were dumbfounded.

These people marched and fought, and they only brought dry food and water for three days at most, and at most they also prepared some dried meat, ghee, kumiss and so on.

But relying on these things alone, it is simply not enough to hold it for more than half a month.

"Ming pigs must have hid in their county town!"

"Warriors, concentrate your strength and conquer a county first!"

Amidst the whistling and strange screams, the warriors of the northern barbarians galloped towards the direction of Datong Mansion...

……

In a cottage in the east of Datong Prefecture, pigs and sheep were being slaughtered. In dozens of large pots, the thick hot porridge could stand a rolling pin.

In addition, there are a few large pots of wild vegetable soup.

There is meat, hot porridge, and wild vegetable soup.

This day is so beautiful that Wang Yunyan and other veterans of the Ming Dynasty can't help but want to roar a few times.

Fighting with Mr. Mao Da is simply enjoying life!

Mao Yuanyi was squatting under an old willow tree, holding a dozen small stones and playing the game of 'sheep eat wolf', with a focused and indifferent expression.

From time to time, I still grab a few in the crotch.

The idiot emperor was right, he must get a good bathtub in the future, and he should take a hot bath every now and then.

Hanging around among the old soldiers like Wang Yunyan, each one is dirtier and messier than the other, with stink everywhere, lice, fleas, disturbing people can't sleep well.

"Marshal Mao, [-] northern barbarian cavalry have gone to attack Datong Mansion."

Suddenly, a general flag rushed over, holding a few rolls of silk in his hands, but it was the kind of thin silk used by flying pigeons to pass letters.

"Also, our people have already blocked their escape route, should we go out now and kill those bastards under the city of Datong?"

Mao Yuanyi shook his head, kept his eyes fixed on the stones in the grid, bared his teeth and cursed: "When the battle is over, all of you will boil your armor and bedding in boiling water;
Also, find a way to get some lime powder and kill everyone. "

General flag: "?"

Commander, what is this order?
"Follow the order!"

However, since Marshal Mao has issued orders, everyone must obey unconditionally.

"Also, go back and ask those brats in Daming Academy to see if there are any good doctors who can prepare a few doses of medicine powder that can kill people but kill bedbugs."

"Follow the order!"

"No, this wolf is very cunning. It ate my two sheep. Hiss! I'm so mad!"

"Follow the order!"

Finally, Mao Yuanyi raised his head and scolded with a smile: "Why don't you have a brain?"

"Follow the order!"

Mao Yuanyi laughed angrily.

"Where is the vanguard of the northern barbarian cavalry?"

"The Chen family moat."

"How many people are there at the end?"

"A team of 500 people just passed Xiaowangzhuang and Mijiadian. According to the flying report, these 500 people are cavalry from the Ordos tribe."

"Then hit these 500 people first. Remember, you only need to kill one person to win. Don't get entangled, don't love to fight!"

"Follow the order!"

Zongqi took several rolls of silk with both hands, handed them to Mao Yuanyi, turned around and left.

There was a sound of "fluttering edge", and several pigeons soared into the sky, circled a few times over the cottage, and then flew all the way to Datong Mansion.

"The idiot emperor said that he is asking Xu Guangqi and Song Yingxing to invent a signal machine, so that they can receive signals from each other thousands of miles away."

Sounds like bragging rights...

Mao Yuanyi threw away the small stone in his hand, stood up, scratched hard in his crotch a few times, and cursed angrily: "Wang Yunyan, who is a dog, catch lice in my room from now on, and break his dog's legs!"

"Master, are you calling me?"

Not far away, Wang Yunyan hurried over and said with a silly smile, "Is it my turn to be the main force in this battle?"

"No."

"Why, that fellow Li Mingzhou has brought back hundreds of war horses. Let him see what he can do. He rides a big black horse all day long to show off in front of me..."

"Because your eye sockets are too shallow, staring at other people's horses, so you are not allowed to play the main force."

Wang Yunyan was tongue-tied several times, and finally fell silent.

There is no way to pass this day.

Seeing so many northern barbarian cavalry, but unable to take the initiative to attack, this made Wang Yunyan anxious, like ants on a hot pot.

"Marshal, let me play a game with another team."

Wang Yunyan suddenly changed her strategy, put a big black face in front of Mao Yuanyi, grinned and said: "I promise to bring out a thousand soldiers and bring back [-] horses.

how is it? "

"No way," Mao Yuanyi pushed Wang Yunyan's black face aside in disgust, and cursed: "How many times have I told you that you need to take a bath, and you have to iron your clothes and bedding with boiling water.

You smell it, it's all rotten. "

As he spoke, he couldn't help but grabbed a few more hands on his ribs, stomach and crotch, with a depressed expression on his face.

"Go, boil me a big bucket of boiling water, and pull out some flavescens to make soup. I'll take a bath first." Mao Yuanyi went to the shade of a tree, grabbed a handful of stones, and continued to play his 'sheep eat wolf' game .

Wang Yunyan happily went down to boil the water.

As long as Marshal Mao gave him a job, he would be so happy that he didn't know what to say.

Of course, it would be best to let him go out and fight a war.

Recently, they have rushed to harvest wheat. There are more than 1 of them, and they are almost becoming Guanzhong wheat customers...

……

Almost at the same time, the situation in Datong Mansion was different.

Most of the Daming defenders hiding behind the city walls are Mao Yuanyi's "non-identical troops", usually active in deep mountains and old forests.

Hunting, farming, mining and running business in spare time.

In addition to not robbing houses, they basically belong to some mountain kings who fall into bandits.

Even so, in the eyes of the original Ming soldiers, these new 'comrades' were still a bit too strong.

Because, the guys in these people's hands are too tough!

New-style muskets, thunderbolt grenades, chain mines, and more than 200 small steel cannons three or four feet high...

It's downright rich.

Apart from not having that kind of cumbersome siege artillery, these guys can completely suppress the original Ming army in Datong Mansion and beat them to death, there is no room for resistance at all.

"Why don't those northern barbarians come? I can't hold back my urine."

"Liu Chang, you are a bitch, are you afraid that people won't come to attack the city?"

"It's not me who is cheap, it's the gun in my hand that is cheap, I can't hold it anymore."

On the city wall, the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty behind the arrow piles trembled, poking their heads out from time to time to observe and see if the Northern barbarian cavalry had come.

Those country bumpkin soldiers nestled under the arrow piles in groups of three or four, laughing and joking.

It's like, coming to Datong Mansion to guard the city is a happy event, similar to celebrating a new year.

"We each have two hundred rounds of ammunition. We will save some for later."

A man wearing a pair of sweaters, riding a yellow hussar, walked slowly along the line of the north gate, and shouted in a deep voice: "The opponent's [-] cavalry, let me aim at them before attacking!
Try to kill a northern barbarian with three bullets.

Of course, wounding is best.

I like to see those beasts struggling, rolling, and howling in the blood..."

The ragged veterans, who looked like hunters and farmers, laughed, and some people ridiculed loudly: "Master General, what else do you like?"

"I still like your sister!"

The man on the yellow puma scolded: "After the bullets are fired, use your father's begging to stab those northern barbarians to death?"

"I heard it clearly, aim and then fire the gun. Their bows and arrows can shoot less than a hundred paces, but our bullets can shoot two to three hundred paces. We must make full use of our own advantages.

Don't panic and shoot the gun into the sky, let people rush within a hundred steps, and shoot you to death with one arrow! "

Veterans are no joke.

Started to wipe the gun silently.

Some people even disassemble the bolts of the guns, check them carefully, and wipe them carefully with a soft cloth. If they need to be oiled, apply a little special gun oil.

On the battlefield, the guy in his hand seems to be more fun than the bride.

The man on Huang Piao's horse was very satisfied, so he simply got off his horse, walked quickly to the city wall, and looked into the distance.

Back then, when he was a frontier pawn in Yulin Town, once the northern barbarian cavalry attacked the city, driving 1000 Ming people in front.

The beasts drove them behind with whips, spears, and machetes.

The common people stumbled forward in front.

While running, he begged the Ming army on the city wall: "Don't shoot arrows, don't shoot arrows, we are the people of Ming Dynasty..."

Then, after four rounds of arrow rain.

Of the more than 1000 ordinary people, there are only 80 people left.

They stopped in a daze, stood alone among the corpses that had been shot like hedgehogs, and shouted helplessly:

"The officers and soldiers of Gou Ri, these are the common people of our Ming Dynasty..."

At that time, he was still a rookie, and he had just become familiar with the bow and arrow in his hand before he could draw the softest kind of 'novice bow'.

Therefore, of the four feathered arrows he shot, only one shot into the crowd.

The other three arrows landed more than forty steps below the city wall...

……

The sun in the summer afternoon scorched the earth.

In the city of Datong Prefecture, nearly [-] people were divided into nearly a hundred teams. Some were responsible for carrying stones, wood, etc. to the city wall; The fire must be extinguished with loess, sand and gravel according to the established method.

There are also some door panels that have been disassembled, ready to carry the wounded and the dead at any time.

The elderly and children are not idle either.

Anyone who can struggle to get up has jobs to do, for example, helping to carry firewood, boil water, prepare hot porridge and soup for the soldiers defending the city, etc., are all the old people and children helping.

The soldiers crushed the city.

The city wants to be destroyed.

As Datong Mansion close to the front line of the North Great Wall, it has suffered the baptism of war every ten or several decades in these years.

But it has never been attacked head-on by the cavalry of the northern barbarians.

Of course, that 'sneak attack' by Mao Shatou was an exception...

Therefore, generally speaking, within the tall city walls of Datong Mansion, the mood of the common people is fairly stable, and there is no such scene of mourning and crying.

"With a radius of hundreds of miles, all the common people either entered Datong City or fled to Taiyuan Mansion. Most of them were abducted by Mao Dashuai to Yan'an Mansion."

"This time, the northern barbarian cavalry should not be able to capture more common people, right?"

Standing at the head of the city, many Ming veterans were actually muttering in their hearts.

As long as you have gone through the battle of defending the city, you must have seen the way the northern barbarians attack the city. It seems that if some Ming people are not driven away, their siege battle is meaningless?

What a bunch of beasts!
Anger to anger.

Once the war is officially launched, those who should shoot and bow their bows should not hesitate.

Those northern barbarian cavalrymen bent their bows and shot arrows on horseback, as if they were playing, and they shot at random, almost all of them went straight to the gates of the city wall defenders.

If you are not careful, you may be shot to the ground.

That's a dead end.

The arrowheads of the northern barbarians were all soaked in feces, and as long as they shot at parts where a large piece of flesh could not be completely dug out, they were basically useless.

Even, it is said that the high priests of the tribes such as Waikhalka, Erut, and Buryatia invented a kind of 'corpse decay poison'.

It is to pile up some human and animal corpses infected with the grassland plague in a closed space, and after one or two years of fermentation, a layer of terrible 'corpse oil' will form on it.

That is the so-called 'corpse decay poison'.

If the arrow is stained with 'corpse rot', it will be truly terrifying...

……

"coming!"

Suddenly, on a high tower on hanging feet at the top of the city, a veteran soldier at the lookout shouted violently: "Northwest direction, more than 1000 people first!"

"The follow-up is dusty, I can't see clearly!"

"Roughly estimated, there are no less than 8000 troops, all of whom are cavalry!"

"No artillery was found!"

The garrison of Ming Dynasty at the head of the city immediately lifted their spirits.

"Ready to fight!"

The 'Sir General' shouted violently, stepped up to a watchtower quickly, took out a delicate 'distance mirror', opened and closed one eye, and looked into the distance.

"Eight hundred riders to the northwest, put them into the minefield."

"North-northeast, there is a thousand-man team with muskets and siege crossbows, shoot as soon as they get within range!"

"Adjust the angle of the small steel cannon, the range is 350 steps, ready to fire at any time!"

"Engineers are ready, after all the cavalry enter the predetermined location, release water immediately!"

(End of this chapter)