In Jimingyi City, many soldiers wearing white helmets were wandering around.
The main purpose is to catch those soldiers who violate military discipline. These people are Yang Fan's servants and have nothing to do with the Beijing camp. They all have a straight face and are selfless.
Conduct picket inspections on behaviors such as refusing to pay for purchases, forcing prices down, molesting women, gambling in casinos, and fighting.
As time went by, local businesses all knew about it, and if they had any disputes with soldiers, they would look for these men wearing white steel helmets. When the soldiers saw them, they immediately gave in.
Yang Fan has just finished reading the intelligence sent by An Sanxi. At present, he has completed the siege of Zhangjiakou and blocked the battlefield. He has completely cut off all news from inside and outside. He will start to attack the city tomorrow morning.
Yang Fan burned the information, and then said to Chen Gang, the general of the family: "Take your people and metal detectors and report to An Sanxi. When the city wall is opened, you are responsible for cooperating with An Sanxi to collect the gold hidden underground by Shanxi merchants."
Silver treasures, even if you dig three feet into the ground, you can dig them out for me."
"Well, sir, should we return to the team after completing our mission, or should we retreat to Duolun with An Sanxi?"
"You can just come to the Guihua City camp later."
Early the next morning, after the early morning fog dissipated, the soldiers on the city wall were dozing sleepily, leaning on their spears. Others were huddled under the crenellations of the city wall, sleeping soundly.
Last night, the people in the city were demolishing houses, collecting wood, and building siege weapons. The Tatars burned down the houses that had no material value. There was a lot of commotion all night.
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The thick smoke was so choking that the soldiers on the city walls couldn't open their eyes. Especially in the North City. There were no city gates here, only city walls. But the wind blew from north to south. The thick smoke blew up to the city walls, making them look disgraced.
of.
"Dadong, Dadong, look, look, the Tatars on the opposite side seem to be coming up." Wang Laoqi is an old soldier in his fifties. He has no sons, so he has no one to replace him. He has been retired.
I can't serve anymore. Next to me is Wang Dadong, my nephew.
Wang Dadong was suddenly pushed awake and complained: "Uncle, why are you pushing me? General Xiao Hei checked the post twice last night, which kept me from sleeping well all night. I just squinted for a while."
"Sleep, open your dog eyes and see if the Tatars are coming. Hurry up, your eyes are so good" Wang Laoqi cursed angrily. This bastard boy is too lazy to be like a pig.
Wang Dadong wiped his eyes and took a look. He suddenly became excited and his sleepiness disappeared.
The people below are all wearing Mongolian robes. They are not Tatars.
Wang Dadong grabbed the gong and started banging it, bang bang bang!
"The Tartars are coming up, the Tartars are coming up."
The sound of gongs one after another made the city wall feel like a boiling pot. Immediately afterwards, the bell tower on Wenchang Pavilion also began to beat.
Because Zhangjiakou is a trade hub with the grasslands, the Mongols generally do not attack. What comes are small groups of horse thieves. The guardsmen here have not been in battle for a long time, and they are running around in chaos.
Hei Yunlong, Hei Mingxiao, Hei Minglian and his son also immediately boarded the city and came to the north of the city. Unexpectedly, the Tatars' main attack direction was in the north city. This caught everyone off guard.
Because Zhangjiakou Fort only has two gates in the southeast, the city gates were the main targets of ancient city sieges. As long as the gates were opened, the city would fall immediately. Zhangjiakou is only a small city. Although the city wall is about twelve meters high, it is not
Wengcheng.
If the city gate is breached, you can enter the city directly. Moreover, the south city is also connected to the mainland, which can prevent these people from escaping south.
Therefore, last night, Hei Yunlong mobilized the people to place rolling wooden thunder stones, large pots of gold juice, and a limited number of seven or eight furlong machine guns and tiger squatting cannons on the east and south city walls.
As a result, in the early morning, just after dawn, it was discovered that the main direction of the Tatar attack was actually Beicheng.
Hei Yunlong was so anxious that he was sweating. Fortunately, after Fan Yongdou and Liang Jiabin took the lead yesterday, every other Shanxi merchant family pinched their noses and formed a camp of 500 people. It was considered a temporary gathering of 4,000 people, and the troops defending the city were temporarily solved.
"Quick, quick, move all the soldiers from the camp and the guards to the North City Wall. Let the Tianzi Camp and Quzi Camp be mobilized to the North City. These merchant groups have shotguns. They are better than our sharp guns and three-eyed guns.
use."
Under the city wall, An Sanxi sent a regiment of 3,600 men to dismount and use them as infantry after a full rest.
Last night, we used the wood obtained from demolishing the houses to make a large number of crude siege weapons.
Ansanxi did not have many carpenters. They only found 30 carpenters from the captured people and 500 strong workers. They temporarily built hundreds of long ladders.
Nail two elm pot lids from people's homes together as a shield to withstand musket fire. The lids of these old elm pots are very strong. A quilt found locally is sandwiched between the two pot lids and nailed together.
Together, they can effectively resist gunfire.
We found some carriages, nailed wooden boards and quilts on the front, and made them into something similar to a slave shield carriage, which we used to approach the city wall.
Yang Fan had already given instructions that he did not want to have a head-on conflict with Shanxi merchants.
Although Zhangjiakou can be captured this time, the power of Shanxi merchants in the mainland and the civil power in the court that they have worked hard for two hundred years are not so easy to deal with.
Therefore, Yang Fan instructed An Sanxi to completely dig out the foundations of the eight major Shanxi merchants after conquering Zhangjiakou. All their property and materials were looted. The people and livestock were also escorted to the winter pastures near Duolun for temporary resettlement. After the spring, they were moved to
Go to the hometown of Tuxietu Khan.
These people make money by smuggling and collaborating with the enemy, and Yang Fan has prepared a destination for them.
That was labor reform. They went to the grassland and built a city called Ulaanbaatar City. After the city was built, they settled there as a professional engineering team, and their descendants guarded the country's borders and improved traffic conditions in remote areas.
This can be regarded as a way out for them, allowing them to make up for their mistakes. They will not have to go back to the mainland in the future.
The city of Ulaanbaatar has been repaired. When Ansanxi defeats Zasaktuhan, another city of Uliasutai will be built there.
Behind them are Tangnu Ulianghai City, Ulan-Ude City on the east side of Lake Baikal, and Chita City. In short, this engineering unit still has many tasks, and the arrangements are quite full. They can just take their time.
Relocating them all can also prevent the news from leaking. This matter should be completely placed on Tuxie Tuhan's head. In recent years, Yang Fan has not wanted to start a war with the civil servants.
Heiyunlong hid nervously at the crenel, carefully revealing half of his face, observing the situation of the Mongolian Tatars under the city.
He found that these Mongolians were different from the Mongolians in his memory. These people were all in groups of five, with two groups forming one team and three groups attacking in one wave.
They were scattered among the houses whose roofs had been burned away, leaving only adobe walls.
The soldiers on the city wall began to shoot arrows downward, but the effect of the arrows was very poor. These people were very flexible and held the lid of the pot. Because they were scattered, the arrows had little effect.
Hei Yunlong was a little depressed. This was such a skilled team combat technique that he had only seen once in his youth.
Seven years ago, in the first year of the Apocalypse, on the edge of the Hun River outside Shenyang City. Hei Yunlong, who was a member of the Jiliao reinforcements at that time, saw with his own eyes the last bones and blood of the Qi family army, and the 3,000 Zhejiang army led by Qi Jin and others.
The battle with the Eight Banners.
Those Qi Jiajun are very proficient in this kind of small unit team cooperation operations.
Hei Yunlong was confused, were these people really Mongolians?
But the unmistakable Mongolian costumes and faces told him that these were Mongolians. They were definitely fake.
This chapter has been completed!