The land of the Central Plains has woken up from the cold spring, and patches of new green have appeared on the originally dry and yellow land, which is pleasing to the eye.
While chewing wheat rice, Yabulan asked Obai in a low voice: "Master Zhang Jing, this guy Badahai dares not to take you seriously, relying on the red armor of the white flag. It's really disgusting. Otherwise, we'll wait.
I killed him during the hunt tonight and reported to the Ten Kings that he died at the hands of Ming Gou."
"Forget it, after all, we are all good men from Manchukuo."
However, Obai still had a sense of the overall situation. He shook his head and said: "For now, Nan Ming is the biggest enemy of the Qing Dynasty. How can the Manchu warriors kill each other before Nan Ming is destroyed?"
"But Badahai is so rude to you." Yabulan said bitterly.
"It's not his fault." Oboi snorted, "He was just following orders."
"My lord, what you are saying is," Yabulan said quickly, "that the humble position is too simplistic."
After a pause, he added: "But Lord Zhang Jing, what exactly does the Ten Kings want to do?"
"It's not what the ten kings want to do, but what the regent wants to monopolize the military power of the Eight Banners in Manchuria."
Oboi finished his last mouthful of wheat rice, then turned to look at the setting sun that had already dipped below the horizon. He immediately stood up and said, "Okay, it's almost time, let's get to work."
After giving the order, more than a hundred riders hiding in the woods began to prepare.
Because they did not bring any armor with them on this expedition, the slaves had to wear their own armor.
Oboi also had to put on his own armor, first the chain mail, then the cotton armor, then the shoulders, and finally the iron plate welded begging bowl was fastened to his head.
Originally there was an iron armor on the outside.
But in order to reduce the load on the war horse, it was not worn.
After carefully checking the big bow and the eighteen heavy three-edged arrows in the quiver, I found that they were all fine, and then I hung the big bow and the sword on the leather belt around my waist.
The quiver is fixed diagonally on his back with a leather strap.
There is also an eighteen-pound copper hammer hanging on the side of the saddle.
After trying to run for a few steps and making sure that the binding was secure, Obai turned over and mounted his horse.
Seeing Aobai mount his horse, Yabulan and other hundreds of real slaves also mounted their horses one after another.
By this time, the sky was getting dark, and the whole world quickly became dark.
"Let's go." Obai raised his right hand and waved forward lightly, and more than a hundred riders galloped out of the grove.
Because the horses' hooves were wrapped in cotton, they didn't make too much noise, and the smoke and dust raised were obscured by the night, so it was difficult to spot the cavalry unless they were very close.
They only went out at night, took off the bells, muzzled the horses, and wrapped the horses' hooves with cotton. These were all forced by the Ming army in Xuzhou, otherwise every attack would be in vain.
Only by maximizing confidentiality and then going deep into the hinterland of Xuzhou at night can it be possible to cause certain damage.
But it can only cause certain damage to the Ming army patrolling at night. It is a delusion to rob people or property, because the Ming army and the people are all hiding in the fortress.
These fortresses are heavily guarded and there is absolutely no opportunity to take advantage of them.
Unless the red cannons are brought in, it is impossible to capture such a strong fortress.
There is no moon tonight, only dim starlight. This is a good night for Jiannu.
However, the forts next to Yanzhou Prefecture have learned the lesson and no longer hold up torches even at night, and the patrols on the fort walls only patrol in the dark.
After passing several forts in a row, there was no chance to shoot a cold arrow.
So we can only continue to go south and go deeper into the hinterland of Xuzhou.
Finally, another fortress appeared not far ahead, and it was actually holding a torch.
Ao Bai couldn't help but perked up, gave a low drink, and the hundreds of riders behind him immediately dispersed around.
Their target was the patrols on the wall of the fort. They used the light of fire to kill a wave of Ming army patrols, and then immediately moved to the next fort. This was their strategy for more than a month.
However, just as he was quietly sneaking towards the fort, Obair heard a dull sound.
"Okay." Obai turned his eyes to the front left, but what appeared in his field of vision was only darkness and he saw nothing.
However, Obai still took out the big bow from his waist.
He also took a heavy arrow from the quiver and fastened it to the bowstring.
At a certain moment, the two knights running in front suddenly fell to the ground without warning.
The war horse tripped and fell, and because its mouth was muzzled, it couldn't neigh. However, even after the man and the horse hit the ground heavily, weighing hundreds of kilograms, they still made two muffled sounds.
Immediately afterwards, there was a sharp sound of cracking the sky.
"No, there's an ambush!" When Obai looked up anxiously, he saw several sparks flying into the sky from the fortress ahead.
There were more than a dozen rockets. After the rockets landed, dozens of fires broke out on the ground. I bet the Ming army had already arranged fire starters such as brimstone, fire, saltpeter, and hay around them.
A dozen groups of firelights together immediately illuminated the hundreds of Buddhist slaves approaching from the surrounding area.
The next moment, intensive "bang bang bang" sounds were heard from the wall of the fortress.
Good guy, the Ming army ambushed at least a thousand musketeers on the four walls of the fortress.
Although it was nighttime and the distance was still fifty steps away, a dozen of the slaves were still captured.
"Retreat, retreat quickly!" Ao Bai had experienced many battles, and he immediately recognized that this was a well-designed trap.
With a loud roar, Obair turned around and ran back, while Yabulan and others also reined in their horses and turned back.
However, just as Obai and the others turned their heads, the sound of horse hooves sounded like a tide in the surrounding wilderness.
"Go, go north, break out with all your strength!" Obai Chuo returned his bow to its sheath and pulled out his saber from his waist.
This is a fool, and the big bow cannot be used, so he can only use his zanma sword for close combat. I hope it is not the Yiding who come, otherwise they will be in big trouble this time.
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The next day, Qufu County in Gunzhou Prefecture.
Duduo was enjoying a feast at Duke Yansheng's house.
The concubine of the contemporary Yanshenggong Kong Yinzhi, Tao, was dressed in messy clothes and stood beside him to accompany him with wine.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Kong Yinzhi was waiting outside the lobby, feeling like crying. The Kong family had already donated almost all of their family property to Duoduo the year before last.
Even most of the servants in the mansion were kidnapped. I thought the Qing government would let them go, but I didn't expect that Duduo would come again in the spring of this year, and this time he would be stationed directly at Duke Yansheng's mansion.
Also, Duduo asked his concubine Tao to accompany him almost every day.
If you ask Tao to accompany you, just accompany him at the bar. Anyway, out of sight and out of mind.
But Duduo had a special habit and insisted that Kong Yinzhi wait outside the lobby.
Seeing his side room swaying in pleasure under Duduo's crotch, Kong Yinzhi really dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.
"Wine, bring the wine!" Duduo shook the wine pot and roared, "Kong Yinzhi, why don't you bring the wine quickly?"
"Hey, here we come." Kong Yinzhi quickly picked up a pot of Qiu Lubai and brought it in. He saw that Mrs. Tao had already sat in Duduo's arms, and her clothes were unbuttoned, revealing a large piece of breasts.
Seeing Kong Yinzhi come in, Duduo squeezed a few handfuls vigorously.
Kong Yinzhi didn't have the courage to look at it, so he could only pretend not to see it.
When Duduo saw that Kong Yinzhi didn't respond and was about to take a step further,
A red-armored man suddenly stumbled in from outside the gate.
"Master, it's not good!" Hongjiala panted, "Something happened."
"Badahai" Duduo stared at Hongjiala, "Why do you look like this?"
Badahai said: "Master, last night when we went deep into Xuzhou to raid as usual, we were ambushed by the Ming army. The Ming army not only mobilized a large number of musketeers to ambush in the fort, but also mobilized a large number of cavalry to ambush.
Around the fortress, we were caught off guard and suffered heavy losses, and even Lord Obai was injured."
"What are you talking about? Obai is already injured." Duduo looked stern.
"Yes." Badahai said solemnly, "I took a bullet in my right shoulder."
Duduo asked again: "So, how many of Aobai and Niulu died?"
"Nearly half." Badahai replied, "Less than fifty horses escaped."
Just as he was talking, more than a dozen red-armored men broke in one after another, and they all reported that they had been ambushed.
Finally, He Luohui, Ashan, Etuhun, Wa Xing'a and other two white flag generals also arrived after hearing the news.
"Master, something is not right." He Luohui frowned and said, "More than twenty Niulu were ambushed at the same time overnight, and each Ming army involved in the ambush had at least a thousand musketeers.
And five hundred cavalry! Where did Xuzhou get so many cavalry and so many musketeers?"
"He Luohui, you mean that the main force of the Ming Dynasty army has arrived in Xuzhou." Duduo's expression became solemn.
"Definitely." He Luohui said in a deep voice, "Except for the main force of the Ming army, it is impossible to have so many cavalry."
Etuhun said: "Master, if the main force of the Ming army really comes to help in the battle, we, the warriors of the Eight Banners Manchuria, may not be able to get an advantage. Otherwise, we may have to withdraw our troops."
"How can that be done?" Duduo flatly refused.
"In addition to killing and injuring the Ming army as much as possible and plundering the population of the Southern Ming Dynasty, this time the troops are sent out. Another important task is to destroy the Ming army's farmland along the Huanghuai River. Spring plowing is about to begin. How can we retreat at this time?"
E Tuhui said: "But now that the main force of the Ming army has arrived in Xuzhou, it is no longer safe for the Manchu warriors to hunt in depth in Niulu units. They will in turn be hunted by the Ming army's cavalry."
"What's the point?" Duduo snorted coldly and said, "Then continue hunting with Jia La as a unit. A Jia La Manchu cavalry is enough to walk sideways along the Huanghuai line."
He Luohui still reminded: "Master, do you want to report this situation to the regent?"
"It's not a big deal, so there's no need to report it." Duduo said, "I made the decision on this matter."
He Luohui said no more. He also felt that this was nothing. Even if the main force of the Ming army really came, so what, after all, they had never thought of a decisive battle with the Ming army.
If it were just hunting and counter-hunting, what would the Manchu warriors have to fear?
The Manchu warriors who grew up among the white mountains and black waters since childhood are definitely the most outstanding hunters in the world.
