Chapter 127: Misfortune the country

Ma Cheng was startled, and the furious Ding Wenchao was already murderous. He rushed towards the miscellaneous soldiers who fired the cold arrows with red eyes. The sword flashed, blood splattered, and hid among the people.

Jiannu, who fired the cold arrow, was dismembered by the scrambled blade. During the cleaning, Kaiyuan cavalry actually injured more than a dozen people. Ding Wen jumped into the air and strong man holding his head and squatting on the ground with his back.

Among the tens of thousands of people, there are at least four or five thousand young men. There are only about one-tenth of them who pick up weapons to resist while the chaos is in the chaos.

Most young and strong people were lying under the cart, squatting on the ground with their heads in their arms, trembling, and were mentally disintegrating and talking nonsense. Ding Wenchao thrust hard with the back of the knife before he hated his hand.

The young and strong with weapons gathered together, and roughly counted about three or four hundred people, holding various weapons in their hands. Some people were holding bows and some were holding swords, and some people only had an arrow in their hands, but they were not afraid.

Dead good man.

After gathering the seeds of these elite soldiers, Ding Wenchao was still angry and kicked and almost slashed several heads.

Fang Shihong, with disheveled hair, seemed to have lost his soul. He ignored the wounds on his body and sat on the ground and muttered to himself: "How could this be? How could this be?"

That day, the Jurchens with gray braids on the other side of the river formed a sharp contrast with the thousands of trembling young and strong people here. It seemed that the master of the auxiliary was greatly stimulated and was a little lost. Ma Cheng became calm and calm.

He called Shen Liang over and gave instructions, and took these people to the west, searched for the shallow water to cross the river to Tieling, and wrote a secret order to rush to help the Kaiyuan army and blocked the Jiannu army in Tieling Guards.

Shen Liang soon led more than 20,000 women and boys, and headed forward in the scorching sun in late autumn.

The scorching sun is in the sky. As for how many weak women and boys can walk to Tieling alive, it depends on God's intention. It is unimaginable. The remaining young and strong were gathered together and pulled carts, among which thousands of large carts were

Pick out the important ones to transport them away, and the rest of them will still burn them all. It is not easy to transport thousands of large trucks away. You can only pick up the light and valuable ones to take away, except for the ones that can be burned.

Food, clothing, and bulk iron and copper.

A personal soldier swung his axe and split a box, and the box spread out, and a box of copper coins rolled all over the floor.

Ma Cheng looked at hundreds of boxes of copper coins and had to order to be buried on the spot. Nearly a hundred boxes of gold and silver could barely be taken away, so the copper coins could only be buried. The boxes were split by sharp axes and were on several tightly protected trucks.

On the way, the box was split and exposed the vases, porcelain, and two carts of Tang and Song dynasties, precious classics. I don’t know how many noble people’s homes were copied by Jiannu, and he got so many antique treasures.

Fang Shihong, who was dealing with the wound, suddenly jumped up, grabbed a Confucian classic annotated by the great Confucian Confucians of the Song Dynasty and went into the fire.

Mr. Fang gritted his teeth while burning, "What's the use? What's the use? I'll burn it!"

The cavalry around Kaiyuan looked at him crazy silently, and Ma Cheng was lazy to care about him. The dandy was too stimulating, and it would be a problem if he didn't let him vent his vent, but those rare antiques couldn't be smashed.

With a wink, the Fang family members who could not stand it could see it for a long time surrounded him and hugged the crazy young master and persuaded him.

In the chaos, a large number of people trek westward and lined up in long columns on the plains.

The Kaiyuan cavalrymen silently treated the wounds. With the help of their colleagues, they sprinkled soju on the wounds that were rolled up by the flesh. Ding Wenqiong carefully untied the mail for Macheng, pulled out the arrows deeply inserted into the armor, and sharp arrows. About half an inch into the flesh, Ma Cheng didn't blink. This kind of minor injury is so common. The mail made by the Ming Dynasty is not as good as plate armor after all. It cannot defend against arrows at close range, and it will often be shot all over the body. hole.

In the crowd, a group of women waiting to get out suddenly came over with courage.

Qiang, the personal soldiers in front of Macheng drew their swords and unsheathed them one after another, staring alertly at the dozens of women walking over. The dozens of delicate women were startled and shivered, and retreated.

Across a mountain of swords, a woman with a big figure plucked her courage and suddenly shouted: "This general is blessed."

Ma Cheng was naked and endured the severe pain caused by the stimulation of soju and said mutely: "Tell me!"

The woman looked at his strong upper body, shy but boldly said, "General Rong Xiaomeng reported that the young woman's deceased father was Li Yigong, the commander of the Shenyang Central Guard."

Ma Cheng didn't remember that Chenyang Central Guard had Li Yigong as the commander of Tongzhi, but he knew that it was most true. Chenyang Central Guard had more generals than soldiers. He just heard that she called her dead father, and he knew that Li Tongzhi was loyal to the country. He waved his hand lightly, The personal soldiers brought the woman over and asked about the truth about Chen Yang's defeat. Miss Li walked closer and everyone's eyes lit up. Although the official lady was very embarrassed, she was extraordinary.

This is also reasonable. Such beautiful women of Ming people will most likely become playthings for slave chiefs of all sizes.

Surrounded by personal soldiers, the woman was a little brave and said nervously: "Do you dare to ask the general's name? Liao Town, when will there be such a mighty army along the way?"

Ma Cheng was silent, but the personal soldiers around him replied proudly: "My master is the general of Kaiyuan regiment, his surname is Ma, and his name is Cheng."

The woman suddenly felt surprised and said, "General Kaiyuan Mawu, so that's it."

Ma Cheng was a little impatient and ordered her to tell me in detail how Chenyang lost it. Chenyang City had 20,000 defenders, high and thick walls, and a large number of artillery were equipped. Fengji Fort outside Chenyang, and Wujing Camp had 30,000. The army, Liaoyang defenders have more troops, and there are always 30,000 to 40,000 troops. Even if Liaoyang only sends half of the troops as reinforcements, Shenyang's internal and external guards will definitely exceed 50,000, 50,000 or 60,000 troops, and more than a dozen generals and deputy soldiers. The general, guarding Chenyang City for less than ten days, was simply incredible.

Miss Li is very eloquent. To put it in detail, Chenyang was broken a day ago. The first Ximen of Chenyang was broken by the enemy. Because the Ming people drove away the Ming people to dig soil and build forts outside the Ximen, dozens of them were built in a few days and nights. A high platform, a large number of Jianlu archers stood on the platform, shooting against the Ming army on the top of the city every day. The defenders in the city suffered heavy casualties. Even the general You Shigong, who was supervising the battle on the city wall, was shot to death, and the Ximen soldiers were in chaos. The Mongols who took the opportunity to make trouble in the city opened the city gate.

When the city was broken, the Mongols set fires everywhere in Shenyang City, and even the commander's yamen was burned by the Mongols.

This Miss Li has a lot of resentment towards Yuan Yingtai, the master of the Liaoyang commander. There were as many as 20,000 Mongolian refugees taken in by Yuan in Shenyang.

Fang Shihong cursed: "The thief Yuan ruined the country and should be punished!"

Ding Wenchao was so angry that he cursed: "Idiot, I will break the Jiannu artillery formation that day. Can't even defend the city wall even if we fight, a bunch of idiots!"
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