"Your Majesty, Tulu Baihu Khan is here!"
"Ask him to come over!"
A moment later, a burly, rough-looking middle-aged man entered the temporarily surrounded camp, and was greeted by a ferocious aura and a strong smell of blood.
"The leader of the Heshuote tribe, Boljijin Tulubaihu, has met the Ming Emperor!"
Tulu Baihu, covered in blood, entered the camp, put his right hand on his chest, lowered his head, and saluted Chongzhen.
Just such a simple action made Chongzhen, Yuan Keli and others shrink their eyes.
The posture is too low. Compared with Tumut's fortune-telling rabbit, it is in the sky and on the ground.
In this case, it is either a lack of ambition or awareness of current affairs, but it must be the latter. He can become the leader recommended by all the Mongolian tribes. How can he convince the tribes without some ability?
With a smile on his face, Chongzhen said calmly: "Tulu Baihu, would you like to talk to me about the situation of the tripartite coalition building the slaves first, or should you talk to me about the conditions first?"
As soon as these words came out, the corners of Tulu Baihu's eyes twitched unconsciously. He was not a foolhardy warrior, on the contrary, he had a delicate heart hidden under his rough appearance.
Now that we have fallen to Ming Dynasty, we must be firm in our stance and find our own position.
"Your Majesty, the military situation is important."
Without hesitation, Tulubaihu Khan responded without hesitation, and then said: "The three-party coalition army of Jiannu before I came out was about 240,000.
The more than 30,000 extra people were the strong men and garrisons recruited from various cities after the retreat from Liaoyang. Their combat strength was average, but they were definitely much stronger than the Ming Dynasty's garrison.
Excluding the more than 8,000 people I brought out and the aerial attack just now, I don't know exactly how many sergeants there are.
The number of captured Ming civilians was 38,655, and the number of North Korean civilians was more than 17,300.
The defense of the entire position..."
"Wait a moment!"
Chongzhen interrupted Tulu Baihuhan's words and said in a deep voice: "Where are the girls you arrested? How are they doing?"
"they……"
Tulubaihu Khan's face changed slightly, and his face turned ugly, but seeing the emperor's eyes gradually getting colder, he could only bite the bullet and said: "They are basically dead.
They were... tortured to death. Sometimes, hundreds of people would take turns a day, and many of them were tortured to death! And, moreover, you need to give money! "
boom!
Chongzhen stood up suddenly and stared at Tulu Baihuhan coldly.
If he had killed these women, he would have accepted it, but this was the outcome.
The tripartite alliance of establishing slaves really refreshed his knowledge again and again, and broke his bottom line again and again.
All the generals around him held their hands on the handles of the swords at their waists, and just waited for the emperor's order to directly chop Tulu Baihu Khan.
Even though Tulu Baihu had experienced countless storms and waves, at this moment he really felt the threat of death.
"Your Majesty, we and the Special Department are basically not involved because the famous woman is too petite and not our type.
And what we Mongolian warriors despise most is this kind of bullying. Most of them are participated by Sergeant Fusang, and a small amount of Sergeant Dajin...Jiannu is involved! "
"Turubaihu, you must speak responsibly!"
"I'm willing to guarantee it with my head!"
Listening to Tulu Baihu Khan's words, Chongzhen waved his hands towards the generals. It didn't matter whether he said harsh words or not, what mattered was actions.
"Just continue what you just said!"
"The defense of the entire position is mainly based on trenches, underground holes, and earthen walls. The trenches are connected to each other. There are holes on both sides of the trenches for shelter. It can not only resist your...our explosive firearms attacks, but also slow down our attacks. Close contact,
Trenches and caves, we don't know where there are people hiding. Maybe if we cross the ten trenches in front, some people will emerge from the first few trenches and attack behind you.
If we want to reach behind the earthen wall and attack the main camp, we can only use people to fill in the trenches in front.
But now we have something that can fly and can attack the camp from the sky. The Jiannu were unable to guard against this, but they could still hide in the trenches.
The entire defense has only one purpose, and that is to consume your firearms and slowly disintegrate our fighting spirit! "
Listening to Tulu Baihu Khan's explanation, Chongzhen looked a little strange.
This is definitely the tunnel battle of later generations, more than three hundred years in advance.
In the past, it would have been okay to consume it in this way, but now it's just wishful thinking.
"Who proposed this plan? Huang Taiji?"
"No, it's Fuso's Yagyu Munomi, a master of military arts and Fuso's daimatsuke. He has official positions such as the Commander of the Kinyi Guards and the Admiral of the East Factory.
He was the swordsmanship instructor of Tokugawa Hidetada and Tokugawa Iemitsu. He participated in many battles, but the details are not clear.
Not only the defense of this trench, but also the previous planning outside Liaoyang City, the plan to capture children, the plan to use Ming people as human shields, and the reward of those women to the sergeants for fun, etc., were all done by him! "
"Muneki Yagyu?"
Chongzhen repeated softly, then turned to look at Cao Bianjiao: "Leave it to you, I want to live!"
"I obey the decree!"
Cao Bianjiao responded, turned and walked towards the outside of the tent.
Although the emperor's voice was calm, all the generals knew that the emperor's murderous intention had reached the extreme.
After just walking a few steps, he met Li Guopu coming in from outside.
"The people who fled have settled down. According to current statistics, there are more than 27,000 people in the Ming Dynasty. Adding more than 3,000 people who died on the battlefield, the total number is about 31,000.
There should be some errors in this data. According to the people gathered there, many people who escaped from the Jiannu coalition camp ran to both sides, and some jumped into the Yalu River. "
After Li Guopu finished speaking, he looked at Tulu Baihu Khan standing in the middle.
Before he could speak, Yuan Keli shook his head gently towards him, and then whispered: "Your Majesty, according to the data provided by Tulu Baihu Khan and the statistics of Mr. Li Ge, there are currently 6,500 slaves in the Jiannu Alliance. More than a hundred people,
However, many people fell into trenches or were shot by the slave-building coalition forces because they fled. It is not yet known how many survived. I estimate that at least half of them survived. "
Everyone looked a little unhappy. According to this data, half of them, nearly 4,000 people, were still in the hands of the slave-building coalition.
In other words, if you want to attack the slave-building coalition, you still have to blow up these people first.
Although you have saved nearly 30,000 people, human nature is selfish. People will only see your shortcomings and ignore your efforts.
Therefore, there are still four thousand people who cannot be saved, which means that no one has been saved.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were looking at the emperor, waiting for the emperor's decision, while Yuan Keli stared at the emperor closely. As long as the emperor gave an order, he would take the lead and bear everything for the emperor.
Chongzhen glanced at the generals, stood up slowly, and walked a few steps forward. Looking at the direction of the Jiannu coalition forces, the coldness on his face grew stronger and stronger!
The generals behind them also put their right hands on the sabers at their waists, their murderous and fighting intentions gathering.
