"ground?"
After Cao Bianjiao's reminder, Qin Gongming was a little surprised and looked at the ground: "Come here, bring some city wall bricks and throw them on the ground to see!"
In just a few breaths, a dozen thick city wall bricks were moved over and thrown down according to Qin Gongming's instructions.
Poof...dang...
A few city wall bricks fell to the ground, making a big hole, and then fell down.
Seeing this scene, before Qin Gongming could say anything, the soldiers behind him began to dismantle them.
There is strength in numbers, and within half an hour, the scene behind the city gate was revealed to everyone.
"Hiss...this..."
Qin Gongming took a breath of cold air, and his forehead was instantly covered with cold sweat. Although Cao Bianjiao was calmer, his face also darkened.
I saw a large pit about ten feet long, two or three feet wide, and about one foot deep dug directly behind the city gate.
The bottom of the pit is filled with sharp knives inserted upside down. The top of the pit is paved with wooden boards and sprinkled with floating soil. The surface looks the same as normal ground.
A three-foot-wide passage was left facing the city gate for normal entry and exit.
If they entered through the city gate, with the speed of the charge and the level of crowding, at least hundreds of people would die.
"Fan Wencheng is so damn insidious. General Sun set up a fire-roasted wild boar in Zunhua City.
He dug a pit in Hanerzhuang City and prepared to skewer candied haws! "
"It's understandable. Although he is a civil servant, he is a scholar who understands the art of war and can use it skillfully. Otherwise, Huang Taiji would not reuse him!"
"If it hadn't been for that sergeant's warning, I'm afraid at least hundreds of us would have died."
Whether it is a white-pole soldier or a warrior battalion, if they die on the battlefield or in the struggle, they will feel distressed, but they can accept it.
If they died in such a trap, they would be heartbroken.
"Commander Cao, what should we do with this hole? Fill it up?"
"Why fill it up?"
Cao Bianjiao sneered and said, "Since Fan Wencheng spent so much time digging it, a few people must have died in it anyway!"
"You mean to cover it up again, and wait for the slave-building army to retreat, to trap the slave-building army again?"
"Yes, since they like Yin people, let them get what they want!"
"Haha, I like it!"
Qin Gongming smiled and summoned a member of the household to make arrangements.
"General, Commander Cao, Fan Wencheng was captured alive by us, but we did not find Agudamu, the deputy general of Jiannu in Hanerzhuang City!"
As soon as the arrangements were completed, several white-pole soldiers escorted Fan Wencheng to the city gate, followed by several generals, both from the Jiannu and Ming armies.
Qin Gongming looked coldly at Fan Wencheng, who had his eyes closed, and then looked at Cao Bianjiao: "Commander Cao, if you can't kill, you can always fight, right?"
"Take it easy, I have to take him back. Your Majesty wants to delay him. As long as it doesn't injure his muscles or increase his wounds, you can do whatever you want!"
After Qin Gongming heard this, he started to draw his bow at Fan Wencheng's face.
Fan Wencheng's entire face was visibly swollen, but he still closed his eyes, as if those dozen slaps didn't exist.
They did not interrogate Fan Wencheng. This kind of person would not let go even if you delayed him.
After finishing the draw, Fan Wencheng looked at Li Fengze, the Ming army surrendering, with murderous intent in his eyes, but he still endured it.
He kicked Li Fengze in the chest and rolled him to the ground several times.
Before he could stand up, Qin Gongming stomped on his left arm again. With a click, his left arm was broken.
But Qin Gongming did not stop, but continued to step on Li Fengze's right arm and legs, and finally stamped on the perineum, breaking off the fifth limb.
Seeing Qin Gongming's movements and listening to Li Fengze's shrill screams, everyone around them felt their crotches tighten and trembled subconsciously.
Qin Gongming and Cao Bianjiao turned around and rushed towards the city wall at the same time. Among the dead bodies everywhere,
The two found the head and body of the Ming Army sergeant who was beheaded by Fan Wencheng after being alerted to the trap.
"Brothers, if it hadn't been for this brother's reminder, at least hundreds of us would have died in the trap behind the city gate.
I don’t know whether he really wanted to surrender when Jiannu besieged the city a few days ago, but I know that he saved the lives of hundreds of our brothers.
He is the benefactor of our warrior camp. We must fulfill his last wish during his lifetime. It is what we must do to provide for his mother in her old age.
We would like to express our highest respect to this brother! "
boom……
Keng...
After Cao Bianjiao finished speaking, all the sergeants of the Warrior Battalion present stamped their feet and knocked the armor on their left chests with their weapons, including the injured sergeant.
With uniform movements, solemn expressions, and upright bodies, a solemn atmosphere permeated the entire venue.
After about ten breaths, the salute from the warrior camp ended, and Cao Bianjiao looked at Lin Yi from the Hubao camp.
"First, find a coffin in the city to bury the sergeant. After this battle, we will find a way to send him home."
“Second, issue an announcement that anyone in the city who harbors or hides slaves or surrenders to the Ming army will be punished as collaborating with the enemy, and the three tribes will be punished. Anyone who reports and verifies the truth will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver!
Third, recruit young and middle-aged people in the city to clean the battlefield and repair the city walls, and pay them one tael of silver a day!
Fourth, send someone to send a message immediately to send the news of Hanerzhuang City’s recovery and Fan Wencheng’s arrest back to Beijing! "
"General Mo, let's make arrangements now!"
Lin Yi left quickly.
Cao Bianjiao looked at the busy warrior camp and the white pole soldiers, and then looked at Qin Gongming: "General Qin, if according to the confession, Fan Wencheng sent the guess to Zunhua last night,
Calculating the distance and time, I have almost received Fan Wencheng’s letter by this time.
If he believed Fan Wencheng's conclusion, even if he immediately withdrew his troops, it was estimated that the army would arrive at Hanerzhuang City at 1:00 p.m.
We still have five hours to rest, break through Longjing Pass and repair the city wall. Time is tight. "
"Then I will lead my army to attack Longjing Pass now!"
"Wait a minute, you have traveled all night and fought another battle. The sergeant may be a little overwhelmed. Can you rest for an hour?"
"There are more than a thousand people guarding Longjing Pass. You escaped them for half a day yesterday. The defense equipment is probably almost exhausted.
With the cooperation of the Yulei Battalion, it only took half an hour to capture Longjing Pass, and we happened to have lunch at Longjing Pass. "
"Domineering!"
A quarter of an hour later, Qin Gongming led 3,000 white-armed troops and turned back again with Dorgon, Fan Wencheng and others.
After stepping on the official road, the body of Jiannu, whose blood was somewhat coagulated, appeared in front of Longjing Pass.
Qin Gongming didn't waste any time. He pushed out Fan Wencheng and Dorgon, and after a few words of persuasion to surrender, he directly began to attack the city.
During the Battle of Longjing Pass, Fei Yanggu, who was sent by Fan Wencheng to deliver a message to Zunhua, was stopped by Duduo who was on patrol.
"Dodor Belle, Mr. Fan sent me here. Please take me to see the Great Khan immediately."
