At this moment, the Ming army was frantically chasing and killing Jiannu in the streets and alleys of Shengjing City.
After chasing after each other, Xu Wuniu ran away from his friends, leaving only one person.
Even so, Xu Wuniu didn't have the slightest fear in his heart. The Jiubian Ming Army back then was full of fear of Jiannu and almost turned pale when they heard about Jiannu. However, new troops like Xu Wuniu were not afraid.
Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and the soldiers of the new army have not yet been beaten by the slaves.
Turning a corner, Xu Wuniu saw two Jiannu turning around and rushing towards him.
Fortunately, these two slaves were chased by Xu Wuniu into a dead end with no way to escape.
Seeing this, Xu Wuniu didn't panic at all. He first calmly raised his hand and fired a shot, killing the Jiannu vest who was rushing in front. Then he braced his horse and got into a stabbing stance.
The Jiannu in the back was at most fifteen or sixteen years old, and he was quite strong, but he was obviously not as good at fighting as his father and grandfather, and he was also slightly less courageous. He actually showed a first-class timidity when facing a lone Ming army.
The left hand held the big bow tightly, and the right hand went to the quiver on the shoulder to feel for the missing arrow.
However, they came up empty-handed, as the thirteen heavy arrows they brought had long been used up.
Seeing the Ming army reloading ammunition quickly, Jiannu's mentality collapsed. He smashed the large bow in his hand to the ground and broke it. Then he turned his hand and pulled out the saber from his waist, and rushed towards Xu Wuniu with a roar.
Xu Wuniu stopped reloading decisively. He first used his bayonet to gently pick away Jiannu's slashing saber, and then stabbed Jiannu with his spear. The sharp bayonet pierced Jiannu's heart.
After stabbing Jiannu to death with a bayonet, Xu Wuniu continued loading the ammunition.
After reloading, Xu Wuniu bent down to pick up the steel knife left by the slaves, cut off the heads of the slaves, an old man and a young man, and tied them around his waist.
Because Jiannu has a rat tail on the back of his head, it is easy to tie it around his waist.
It was also when it was time to tie the heads that Xu Wuniu discovered that there were already several heads of slaves tied around his waist.
Looking at these ferocious-looking heads, Xu Wuniu smiled on his face, because these were not heads, but white money, and each head was worth fifty!
Walking out of the alley, Xu Wuniu returned to the street.
The pursuit on the street is still going on, and the defeated army of more than 5,000 Jiannu cannot be killed so quickly.
Soon, Xu Wuniu and his friends bit another group of slaves and successfully drove them into an alley. However, at this moment, another group of musketeers suddenly emerged from the alley.
"Bah, bah, bah!" With a volley of fire, more than a dozen Jian slaves all lay down.
"Who?" Xu Wuniu and his friends shouted sharply with guns in hand.
These guys are obviously not the Ming army, because the Ming army has uniform cotton armor.
Moreover, these guys used blunderbuss, which were shorter than flintlock guns and had no bayonets.
"Put down the gun!" Xu Wuniu locked the flintlock gun on one of the musketeers and shouted sternly, "Put down the gun, or we will shoot. Put it down, put the gun down quickly!"
"Put down the guns!" More than a dozen Ming soldiers roared in unison.
A wave of actual murderous intent surged towards the Korean army on the opposite side.
Yes, there is a group of North Korean troops opposite, and the one in front is Park Dong-hee.
Looking at the ferocious Ming army, Park Dong-hee and the dozen or so North Korean soldiers behind him were momentarily stunned. Especially the heads of slaves tied to the waists of the Ming army made the North Korean soldiers tremble with fear.
Park Dong-hee quickly raised his blunderbuss and said, "Don't get me wrong, we are all Koreans."
"North Korean?" Xu Wuniu did not believe Park Dongxi easily, and said coldly, "Take off your hat and helmet."
Park Dongxi and a dozen Korean soldiers behind him quickly took off their hats and helmets, revealing a head of black hair with a bun, which was completely different from the money rat tail of the slaves.
"They are really Korean."
Xu Wuniu breathed a sigh of relief.
At that moment, Xu Wuniu took his friends back to the street and continued to search for Jiannu.
At this time, the shouts of killing and the clashing of weapons in Shengjing City gradually became sparse, indicating that most of the slaves in the city had been killed, and Xu Wuniu sighed.
It seems that this is all that has been achieved.
Three heads, one hundred and fifty yuan.
It should be more than enough to get a wife.
You can also buy a few acres of land and buy a cow.
However, the eldest brother, the second brother and the third brother are almost adults and will soon get a wife.
Thinking of this, Xu Wuniu sighed. It seemed that he had to cut off a few more heads of the slaves. Whether their family could live a good life depended on the reward for the heads of the slaves.
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Outside Shengjing City.
Zhu Cijiong urged his horse to walk slowly to Xu Yingwei's side.
"Xu Geijian, why don't you kill a few heads of slaves? Each one is worth fifty yuan."
"It's just a reward of fifty yuan, I'm not here to do it." Xu Yingwei waved his hand.
"What Xu Gijian likes is not money, it must be beauty." Zhu Cijiong said with a smile, "Then you should go to the city. There may be beautiful slave girls in the city who can be snatched back to be concubines."
"Beauty is not what I want." Xu Yingwei said calmly, "My ambition is to open up borders for the Ming Dynasty."
Zhu Cijiong's eyes lit up and he said: "Xu gave me advice, my father once said that there are several continents in the south and east of the ocean that are no less big than the Ming Dynasty. Why don't you and I work together to expand the territory?"
"Okay." Xu Yingwei nodded happily, and then said, "But it's not possible now."
"It's definitely not possible now. The slaves haven't been wiped out yet." Zhu Cijiong laughed and asked, "Xu Gijing, Shengjing City has been restored, what should we do next?"
"The next step is to defend the city." Xu Yingwei said seriously.
"Prepare as much food, grass, ordnance as possible to cope with the crazy counterattack of the Jiannu."
Zhu Cijiong's expression also became serious: "Shengjing is the old capital of Jiannu, and it is also close to Horqin Mongolia, so Jiannu will probably launch a crazy counterattack. Just by bringing an infantry brigade and an artillery battalion from Shengjing, I'm afraid
If we can't hold it, should I give you another two thousand soldiers? It should be enough to go to Seoul with just one thousand soldiers."
After regaining Shengjing, Xu Yingwei's 10,000 troops were divided into two parts.
Some of them stayed in Gaizhou. Gaizhou was the springboard and base camp of the Ming army in Liaodong and must not be abandoned.
Therefore, Xu Yingwei could only mobilize at most 5,000 new troops to guard Shengjing. This force was indeed a bit weak.
Xu Yingwei rejected Zhu Cijiong's kindness, waved his hand and said, "I accept King Ding's kindness. As for the three thousand new troops, I'd better follow you to Seoul."
"Don't worry about Shengjing."
"I am not worried at all about Jiannu sending troops to retaliate."
"I am worried that Jiannu will remain inactive like last time."
Speaking of this meal, he said again: "If this is the case, your work will be in vain."
"Not this time." Zhu Cijiong shook his head and said, "If Shengjing is lost and there is no expression, Dorgon will have no prestige among the Eight Banners nobles. What else can he use to convince the public in the future?"
"If Jiannu comes, kill him and leave his corpse everywhere." Xu Yingwei said solemnly.
Zhu Cijiong thought for a moment and then said: "How about leaving the Korean army behind?"
"North Korean army?" Xu Yingwei was also a little moved. Although the combat effectiveness of the Korean army was not very good, it would definitely be able to help the Ming army carry the defensive equipment during the city defense battle.
He really ignored the existence of this army before.
Zhu Cijiong said: "Xu gave me advice and that's it."
Xu Yingwei couldn't help but admonish: "Prince Ding, even if you have made a decision, at least on the surface you should tell Li? After all, Li? is the crown prince of the Joseon Kingdom."
"Oh, yes, yes, treat small things with wisdom, treat big things with kindness."
Zhu Cijiong smiled and said: "Although the Ming Dynasty is the suzerain state, it should not look down on the vassal states."
"Prince Ding is wise." Seeing that Zhu Cijiong had adopted his advice, Xu Yingwei felt very pleased. At least the prince and Prince Ding were both broad-minded, which could at least guarantee the fortune of the Ming Dynasty for fifty years.
At that moment, Zhu Cijiong sent people into Shengjing City to find Li?
"My little minister Li? Kowtow to His Highness Prince Ding, and see Xu Ge to admonish the Lord."
Li Yili first paid homage to Zhu Cijiong and then bowed to Xu Yingwei.
"Pingshen." Zhu Cijiong raised his hands slightly and said, "Lord Linping, thanks to your help this time, otherwise it would be impossible to recapture Shenyang so easily."
"Ashamed." Li? said quickly, "We actually didn't do anything."
Of course, what Li said was modest, but the Korean army still played a role.
Xu Yingwei and Zhu Cijiong looked at each other and said, "I have to tell Lord Linping about something. King Ding and the accompanying three thousand elite soldiers may not be able to escort you back to Seoul."
"Ah?" Li?'s face suddenly fell when he heard this.
Without the support of Zhu Cijiong and three thousand Ming troops, he would have no confidence at all.
After all, there were a considerable number of civil servants and generals in North Korea who were lackeys of the Manchu Qing Dynasty.
In addition, there are a larger number of civil servants and generals who hope to support Li Zhu's youngest son.
Because the Lord is young, power will fall into the hands of his ministers. This is a situation that ministers dream of.
Therefore, without the support of the Ming army, it would be difficult for Li Qi to become the heir apparent even if he returned to Seoul.
At that moment, Li Xiang's eyes turned to Zhu Cijiong, and he said in an almost pleading tone: "King Ding, haven't we already agreed before? After the Heavenly Soldiers retake Shengjing City, we will send troops to escort the ministers back to the country to bring order to the country. If there is no Heavenly Soldiers,
As someone to rely on, I have no ability to bring order to the chaos."
Zhu Cijiong said nonsense: "Isn't this an accident? The five thousand new troops originally planned to be transferred to Gaizhou have been transferred to Dagukou by his father. In this way, the five thousand new troops from Gaizhou cannot come.
Shengjing, so the only remaining troops left in Shengjing are the more than 5,000 new troops brought by Xu Gaijian. This force is too thin, so the 3,000 new troops can only stay in Shengjing temporarily to assist first.
Let Xu give advice and guard Shengjing."
"Ah? How long will it take to wait?" Li Li couldn't hide his disappointment.
"I can't say for sure." Zhu Cijiong said helplessly, "Maybe three months, maybe half a year, who knows."
"Half a year?" Li Huan's face dropped. If he really waited half a year, the day lilies would have gone cold, and his second brother Li Hao would have returned to Seoul long ago to seize the crown prince's throne. How would this work?
