Chapter 382: Battle of Zhenjiang Fort

When Mao Wenlong saw the visitor approaching, he smiled and said to the person behind him: "Don't say anything later, listen to my orders. No matter what the Tartars say, you just think it's farting. Do you understand? Haha, I must tease the Tartars well."

"Yes, Grandmaster." Many people didn't understand what was going on, but they still agreed.

The horses under the door stopped and stopped. The leader of Hardo shouted: "Master, my master was invited to conspire with the Master to Nanming. Damaster, since my master has arrived, should I open the city gate and come out to greet him?" As soon as Hardo spoke, he brought up the most Mao Enlong's "collaboration" incident.

Mao Wenlong's relatives followed, and many people were shocked when they first heard their generals invite the Tartars to conspire with the Southern Ming Dynasty! They quickly looked at their generals, and saw that their generals still smiled and looked nothing, and suddenly understood that they were all fine.

"Haldo, go and tell your master, just say that I really have this meaning. However, since I have come, I, Mao Wenlong, can't escape from Zhenjiang Fort. Your master probably saw it. This is enough to reflect my sincerity. Then, you should discuss the specific matters well. Before the specific agreement was made, you hurriedly said that you opened the city. This is obviously not possible, right? Mao Wenlong, now in Nanming, he is also in Nanming who is holding the Shangfang Sword and commanding more than 100,000 elite soldiers. When you arrive at Dajin, what kind of treatment should you be? How much territory should you be divided into? Before this is agreed, your master will ask me to open the city gate to greet him. Is this? Haha... I won't say much, let your master think about it yourself." Mao Wenlong said with a smile.

Haldo thought for a while and felt that Mao Wenlong was justified. Mao Wenlong was a great general in the Nanming Dynasty who held the Sword of Shangfang. If he wanted to surrender to them, he had to at least give him the identity of a Beile. Perhaps more than one Beile could be a big Beile, and it was impossible to say that he could be a big Beile. This is indeed a big event. Mao Wenlong really has the capital to negotiate conditions.

Haldo thought for a while and said, "The little man understands the meaning of the Grand Marshal. The little man will go back to my Grand Marshal." Haldo called out a fist, hit the horse and walked back.

As soon as Hardo left, the relatives behind Mao Wenlong laughed and laughed.

"Master, aren't you playing Tartar again?"

"Master, you have been playing this game for a lot, so why can't the Tartars have a memory?"

"That's right, Grandmaster, you won't want to kill the Tartars' envoy again, I'm afraid the Tartars will not be so stupid this time..."

All the generals had a lot of knowledge about Mao Wenlong's "deception" tricks and joked.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that my handsome guys would tell you guys to see through it... However, the Tartars are not ordinary stupid. This time I pretended to be so real, I was afraid that I could catch a big fish..." Mao Wenlong laughed dryly and joked with the generals.

Zhang Heng shook his head from the side. The world can hold rebellion on his mouth and contact the enemy from time to time. There are really few such generals like Mao Wenlong. How can I say that they will definitely die because of this in the future! Zhang Heng shook his head constantly.

Mao Wenlong and his generals joked for a while. Hou Jin indeed sent someone to come.

"Master, someone is coming over there." A young general had a good eye and saw several riders running over at a glance.

Mao Wenlong pulled out the Qianli Mirror again, looked at it for a while, and said, "Hehe, this fish is not big, but it is not a small shrimp. A slut is really good, hahaha..." Mao Wenlong put away the Qianli Mirror and smiled.

The generals laughed and lay on the wall angrily looking at the Tartar who was called Xiaoyu by Mao Wenlong.

"Master, the young man returned to my master. My master felt that the commander was right and sent Urina to the master. Wurina was my Dajin Jialaezhen, which was enough to reflect the sincerity of my master. In addition, for the convenience of recording, my master also sent a scholar... Yes, it is a scholar. A scholar with fame in the Southern Ming Dynasty came here to record the words and deeds of our two families..." Hardo then introduced the people around him.

"Wurina has met the general of the Great Commander..." The general of the Later Jin also hugged a fist, which was considered a greeting.

"The little scholar Ma has met the Grand Marshal..." The scholar behind him, who was a great companion of Confucian scholars, greeted Mao Wenlong with a majestic temperament.

Mao Wenlong looked at it and said, "Haldo, since your master is sincere, he sent Jiala Ezhen to discuss the matter. That general is also a soldier against soldiers, general against generals... Mao Da, go and pick up the Wurina in, and you will talk first..." Mao Wenlong said seriously, as if he really cared about this matter.

"Yes, the Grand Marshal." Mao had already known what his Grand Marshal had made, so he replied decisively, and then went down the city tower.

When the city gate opened, Mao Da went out to pick up the people. He talked to the Later Jin Jiala Ezhen and led the Later Jin Jiala Ezhen into the city. In addition to the Ma Xiucai, there were also a few guards.

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"Ah!...ah!...ah!..." A few screams came from the city gate. The place where the sound came out seemed to be where Gala's first entered just now.

"Master, is this?" Haldo asked in surprise after hearing the screams.

"Hahaha..." Mao Wenlong burst into laughter.

Soon, a group of soldiers carried some "parts" of human bodies to the city tower, tied them with ropes, and fell on the city wall plate.

Haldo saw at a glance who was the "thing" hanging on the city wall. The man had just died and his blood had not yet flowed out. He fell on the city wall. The blood was scattered and blood flowed down the wall, which was particularly eye-catching.

"Ah!..." Haldo yelled..., yelling at the city wall like crazy...

"Haha...haha..." Mao Wenlong smiled at the sky, but in just a few words, he made a fortune.

Outside Zhenjiang Fort, in the camp of Hou Jin.

The sound of glass breaking was particularly loud.

"Ah... Mao Wenlong, you liar,... Mao Wenlong, you damn liar... Mao Wenlong, I'm going to cut you into pieces..." Amin was yelling in anger. While Amin sent someone to talk, he was watching Mao Wenlong's movements with a thousand-mile mirror. When he saw Mao Wenlong hanging the real body of the Jiala E who had just entered on the city wall, he was already crazy.

"Siege the city, attack the city, come and attack the city for me..., that liar, that liar, that liar..." Amin shouted irritably.

"Master, Master, what's wrong?" The generals of the Later Jin Dynasty quickly asked about the situation. They did not have a Qianli Milestone and could not see clearly with their naked eyes. They did not understand what was going on.

"... Recruiting the army, siege the city..., siege immediately... Mao Wenlong, the liar who was killed by a thousand swords, killed Wurina and immediately siege the city. I want to use Mao Wenlong's head as a chamber pot..." Amin shouted furiously.

There were many horn sounds, one after another.

Mao Wenlong listened to the constant sound of trumpets and laughed: "The Tartars really don't have a memory. They actually believe what I said about competing for great things. Hahaha... Even I think I don't believe it anymore, but the Tartars just believe it. Alas..., hahaha... The good show finally came, the Tartars must be furious and must come to attack in a hurry, hitting the coach's thoughts... Hahaha..." Mao Wenlong laughed happily and mocked the Later Jin Dynasty.

"That's, Grand Marshal. This time, I made a big Tartar without any effort. It's really a good deal! If I do this deal a few more times, Grand Marshal, we can open a store..." A general of Mao Wenlong also laughed.

"That's right, Father and Commander, the Tartars really don't have a memory! It deserves..."

Zhang Heng shook his head when he saw it. Although he had earned a small Tartar leader, he was not very bright. Not to mention the problem of means, just writing about the new rebellion, even if he did not rebel, this was a very serious problem. Unfortunately, Mao Wenlong had committed this taboo again and again, and sooner or later he would die on it.

"Okay, boys, don't bother to have fun. The Tartars are about to attack the city. You all go down and watch, and everything is done according to the exercises. Let the Tartars often play our new style. Haha, tell them that the Tartars are furious this time. First, they are not prepared, and second, they don't know the depth of ours. Let the Tartars watch carefully before taking action. This time, we want to blow up a big fish..." Mao Wenlong saw that his goal had been achieved, and his children and grandchildren ordered.

"...As for the order." Everyone shouted unanimously.

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The Later Jin rushes to build some ladders for siege overnight, and apart from that, there are no weapons for siege.

This is what the so-called ants attack the city is like.

The city was surrounded by Later Jin on three sides, with only a few surveillance on the east side.

Zhenjiang Fort was not big, with 20,000 people attacking the city from three sides. The people in front had already started running and rushed towards the city wall, while the people behind were waiting.

"Master, should you avoid it first? It's no longer safe here. Master should go and order the general station. The terrain is higher there..." Zhang Heng saw that the Tartar soldiers could see clearly, and began to persuade Mao Wenlong.

"It's okay, I want to see with my own eyes how this grenade is against the enemy. Haha, Staff Zhang! I also crawled out of the dead, nothing is wrong..." Mao Wenlong said with a smile.

Zhang Heng didn't say anything, just followed Mao Wenlong quietly to watch the Tartars attack the city.

The moat of Zhenjiang Fort is not wide, and soldiers from the Later Jin can just set up a wooden ladder to cross the river.

The Hou Jin soldiers who crossed the river were not blocked too much, and shot a few arrows from the top of the city.

Amin also brought the generals of the Later Jin Dynasty to watch the battle not far away and directly command the war.

"Why does Mao Wenlong seem to be unprepared? He just crossed the river easily? He even put the ladder on the city wall..., is it going up?" Amin looked at his servants and coated the ladder on the city wall in disbelief. It seemed that going up the city wall was just a simple task.

"Master, I Nu looked at it. I was afraid that Mao Wenlong would be scared, so he was confused..."

"Master Beile, this seems to be wrong! The ladders have been put on the city wall, but I didn't see a few people on the top of the city. Could it be that there is no one in the city?"

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"Master, use this to see, this is safer..." Zhang Heng handed a periscope to Mao Wenlong.

Mao Wenlong didn't say much, but in the end, he put the end on the head of the city, lowered his head, and looked at the situation outside under the battlements of the city wall.

At this time, many ladders were already on the city wall, and the soldiers of the Later Jin Dynasty were almost not attacked and began to climb up. Many Later Jin soldiers did not believe that this was true and had never encountered such an easy battle.

The ladder was placed on the city wall, and some long poles with forks were extended out of the city wall, pushing the ladder out of the city wall. Some ladders were overturned, and people climbed on it fell down and let out a scream.

Mao Wenlong squatted under the battlements of the city wall, used a periscope to see the situation outside, and said, "This is indeed a good thing, Staff Zhang, who came up with this thing? It's easy to use. We don't have to stretch our heads now, just see the outside clearly, but people outside cannot understand our reality. This thing is indeed good..." This is not the first time Mao Wenlong has praised me for things, but the first time he used this thing in the actual combat of defending the city, it feels naturally different.

"Master, of course, this thing was thought of by Your Majesty. Only Liulizhai can make the glass mirror. Except for Your Majesty, who else in the world can make this treasure?" Zhang Heng also followed Mao Wenlong closely behind the battlements of the city wall.

"Well, that's right, good things one after another. This time, I want to make the Tartars suffer a big loss, okay... The real Tartars are out now, hehe, okay..." Mao Wenlong looked in the periscope for a while, then shouted OK.

This time the siege was very strange.

The siegemen successfully attacked under the city wall and set up a ladder to climb the wall. There seemed to be no one on the siege wall. There were only a few people walking on it. Only when the ladder was set up did a man with a round iron helmet hat on his head emerge from the city wall, stretching out a fork and forking the ladder away.

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There were many people gathered under the city, and they were not very adaptable because of the smooth siege. There were no stones, giant trees, boiling oil thrown from the city tower, nor arrows shot from the city wall. The scene of the siege was so strange that it was unbearable.

If you can stand inside the city wall, you can see that the battlements behind the city wall are full of people. In fact, the distance between the siege and the defender is just a battlements of the city wall.

Mao Wenlong looked at the people gathered under the city wall, and was filled with joy, saying, "It's almost time to start, Mao Da, let's start."

"Yes, father-in-chief." Mao Da was always following Mao Wenlong. When he heard Mao Wenlong's words, he immediately agreed and waited for this moment.

A strange drum sounded.

It spread rapidly throughout the city wall.

Outside the city wall, there are still no people on the city wall.

Amin brought the generals of the Later Jin Dynasty and watched this strange scene that he had never seen before.

"Is there any fraud here? Why did I only see a few people holding forks and Mao Wenlong's servants? Where did you go? Not on the city wall?" Amin looked at the strange siege scene and felt that his hair was standing upside down.

On this battlefield, only the attacking party shouted loudly, but there was no voice of the city defender, which was strange.

"Master, the person holding the fork also hates it. Should I send some soldiers to suppress it so that the coats can climb up? If they climb up, the battle will be almost won."

Amin thought for a while and said, "How many soldiers are there in this siege of the city?"

"If you want to go back to your master, this time, there will be more than one hundred of my Dajin soldiers to fight against each other, and the rest will be covered by the silence. I feel that Mao Wenlong's methods are not just these, so I think it's better to be on guard..."

"Well, it makes sense. In this way, send some soldiers up to suppress the people who have forks and ladders. As long as they are suppressed, the city will be broken when my Dajin Warrior climbs up..."

Before Amin finished speaking, he suddenly found that iron lumps on the top of the city wall were flying down from the city wall without warning, and smoke was still coming out. Amin's nerves suddenly tense up and he suddenly raised the Qianli Mile Mile in his hand to observe.

Under the city wall, many siege people gathered, and were hit by this large piece of iron lump that flew down.

"Ouch,……"
To be continued...