Chapter 395 Huang Taiji's Strategy

Huang Taiji looked at the ghostly and weird Zhenjiang Fort alone for a long time.

"Shan..., Shan... It's time to rest..." Fan Wencheng had been staring at Zhenjiang Fort at his wife for half an hour, so he came over to persuade the siege during the day, and really shocked people. He had seen it with his own eyes based on guessing and imagining things in his heart, especially with a deep understanding of the words "Thunder Plough". How could the flesh and blood be able to withstand under the Thunder Plough? When he thought of the scene of the Thunder Plough, Fan Wencheng felt that something was jumping deep in his heart.

"Oh, it's Xian Dou!" Huang Taiji then withdrew his gaze and looked back.

"Shank you, it's getting late, so let's go back to the account." Fan Wencheng advised.

"Well, okay..." Huang Taiji moved his stiff body and slowly got into the sweat tent.

There was also a simple sand tray piled up in the sweat tent. The center of the sand tray is Zhenjiang Fort. However, the sand tray is much rougher. The sweat tent has been lit, and some dim lights shine on the entire sweat tent.

When Huang Taiji saw this sand table, he couldn't speak for a long time. This kind of sand table was very popular in the Ming Dynasty today. A little older civil and military officials would do such things. Huang Taiji was well-informed about the Ming Dynasty and could even get many inside stories that ordinary people didn't know. Huang Taiji liked and disliked this thing. When he was in a war or discussing matters, everyone would not talk nonsense; he hated this thing because it was dominated by the Ming emperors.

"Xiantai, you have also seen today's siege. What do you say?" Huang Taiji sighed and asked.

"Khan, since you are here, you can only conquer Zhenjiang Fort. Wen Cheng has nothing to do..." Fan Wencheng agreed without hesitation.

Huang Taiji was puzzled and said, "That's natural. Since Ben Khan has come, he will definitely not leave like this. However, Mao Wenlong's defense is also sharp, and the grenades are not something that can be countered by human power. Can the Constitutional Terminal crack the grenades?"

Fan Wencheng thought for a while before saying, "Return to the big knight, Wencheng looked at the siege today. The grenades are indeed sharp. Judging from Wencheng, Mao Wenlong still has many grenades in his hand. Ant-attached attacks. This is probably not possible. Although he can attack, there will be heavy casualties..."

"Yes! I didn't expect that the Ming Dynasty would have such a sharp way to defend the city. In the past, my Dajin attacked the city, but now it is extremely difficult! Mao Wenlong doesn't know how many grenades there are, so he dares to throw thousands of grenades at a time, for fear that there are not tens of thousands of grenades in his hand, so he dare not throw them like this! I have only 200,000 people in my Dajin. If there are too many casualties and injuries for a Mao Wenlong, it will not be worth it! Ant-attached attacking the city, it will be impossible!" Huang Taiji said with some melancholy.

"... Since that's the case, I sweat a lot, maybe I can only slowly eliminate the grenades in Mao Wenlong's hand. Although there are many grenades in Mao Wenlong's hand, there must be a limit. It is impossible to throw grenades infinitely. If I can be surrounded for a long time, I will send people to harass me from time to time to lure Mao Wenlong into throwing grenades. I believe that Mao Wenlong's grenade will be wiped out soon. Without the grenades, this Zhenjiang Fort is not high. With my Great Jin Warrior, perhaps, you can capture it with one charge..." Fan Wencheng, as Huang Taiji's main strategist, began to give advice for his master.

"...Well, Wencheng makes sense, but even if he wants to wipe out Mao Wenlong's grenade, he must at least do it. He must go down the city wall. The grenade can be thrown forty or fifty steps. Even if he lures Mao Wenlong to throw the grenade, he will be afraid of death and injury. Just like today, Ben Khan only tried to kill and injured hundreds of soldiers. If this continues, it is probably not a good deed!" Huang Taiji was really impressed by the scene of the thunder and flint.

Fan Wencheng thought for a while, planned for a while, and said, "Shan, since it is a temptation, there is no need to attack the city like today. We have a large population and Mao Wenlong has few people. We can harass it day and night, especially at night, but we can send people to clamor under the city wall. The situation below cannot be seen clearly on the city wall. I thought that when I attacked Dajin, I would definitely throw grenades. Maybe I could consume Mao Wenlong's grenades in a few times, and I couldn't say it was accurate..."

"Well, it makes sense, it makes sense... Then according to Xiantai, he would clamor under the city wall every night to consume Mao Wenlong's grenades... In this way, even if there were some casualties and injuries, it would be better than the strong attack." Huang Taiji's brows stretched a little further.

"However, in this case, it will be a protracted battle... My army of Dajin has come to besiege Mao Wenlong, and I don't know what will happen in other places. This time, Emperor Ming dared to attack at the same time on a line of thousands of miles. I believe he would not sit and watch Mao Wenlong be trapped in Zhenjiang Fort. Other places must have made some moves..." Huang Taiji's brow stretched just now and tightened again.

"The Khan doesn't need to worry. There are three beiles in the south. I believe that the Yuan Manzi must have no choice but to do anything. Besides, there should be no problem with the big beiles in Shengjing. However, it was said that the emperor was already attacking Kalaqin. Those tribes that wanted to surrender to my big gold will suffer a lot. Besides, Mao Wenlong's more than 10,000 soldiers were scattered into more than a dozen raids of the rear of my big gold. I'm afraid..." Fan Wencheng said as he spoke, he became less and less confident. Who could have consumed who? Before Mao Wenlong's grenade was exhausted, it would be a nightmare. He had to wait for Mao Wenlong's grenade to be exhausted. God knows how many grenades Mao Wenlong has. If several months of war were fought, he would be afraid that his backyard would be almost burned.

"There is no good idea in Kalaqin. After all, it's too far away from my big gold! As for Mao Wenlong's dozens of soldiers, it's okay. My soldiers besieged Mao Wenlong, so there is no need to be so many troops. Just divide some out to clean it up. Mao Wenlong's dozens of soldiers are just scratching the surface, and it doesn't matter..." Huang Taiji made a quick judgment.

"Zhe!" Fan Wencheng responded, he could come up with an idea, but he would not get involved in the decision-making matters.

"Oh..., it's better to capture Zhenjiang Fort as soon as possible! I've spent a long time here, and I can't afford to spend a lot of money! It's far away from Shengjing, and tens of thousands of people eat horses and can't afford to support it! This year's weather is not good, and many animals have died. The harvest in the fields is much less than in previous years. As soon as possible, it's better to do it as soon as possible!" Huang Taiji became melancholy again and did not dare to attack with huge casualties. The consequence was a war of attrition. His family knew his family's affairs. If it weren't for the fact that he had accused of a lot of Lin Dankhan's family wealth recently, Huang Taiji wouldn't have the confidence to spend it with Mao Wenlong. The Zhenjiang Fort was far away from Shengjing, and the food and grass transportation consumption was too high.

Speaking of the bad weather and the harvest, the two of them thought of the great drought in the Ming Dynasty and the tens of millions of taels of silver for disaster relief by Emperor Ming. The Ming Emperor could give out so much silver to calm the drought, but what about their big gold? In such a drought year, almost all wars were fought throughout the year. If Lin Danhan had not won a lot of victories and got a lot of things, he would have been afraid that he would not be able to survive.

In the sweat tent, there was no speech for a long time.

"Maybe, the situation will change slightly after the cannon is transported..." Fan Wencheng was a staunch cannon user at the time, but now he no longer dares to place all his hopes on the cannon. After seeing the many methods in Zhenjiang Fort, Fan Wencheng dared not have too much hope for the cannon to win.

"Ah... Although the cannons are sharp, my Dajin cannons were seized from the Ming Dynasty many years ago, and I can't cast them. Alas... Wen Cheng also saw the situation today. Mao Wenlong had hidden many means and did not use them. He dared to take the risk of waiting for my Dajin to attack. How could he have no means? Didn't he keep two killer moves?... Today I will take the lead and use the Dafo Lang machine to fight an arrow tower. It is clearly a waste of my Dajin's morale. This is awesome! Since there is a Dafo Lang machine, there must be a cannon. Mao Wenlong must be holding it and hiding it. It is used at critical moments. Even if my Dajin cannons are pulled, I am afraid that they will not have much chance of winning against the Ming Dynasty cannons!" Huang Taiji sighed. Many things are obvious. People with a little bit of eyes can see that Huang Taiji is not afraid of losing his might and tell the truth to his advisers.

"..., the Khan is right..." Fan Wencheng had no good idea.

"Oh, since it is difficult to capture, then let's surround it first. As for siege, and then slowly find a way, it really doesn't work. I will fight for casualties and flatten Zhenjiang Fort..." After Huang Taiji said this, his brows stretched a little, as if he was determined.

After saying that, he glanced at the sand table. There was a river on the east side of Zhenjiang Fort. So he frowned again, picked up a stick, pointed to the east side of Zhenjiang Fort and said, "...The east side of Zhenjiang Fort is the Dazhe River. I, Dajin, have no ships, and I want to completely encircle Mao Wenlong. I am afraid it is a problem... When I looked at the terrain yesterday, Ben Khan remembered that there seemed to be several Ming Dynasty warships on the river? Is there any way to crack the Xiandou?" Huang Taiji's thoughts just gotten a little better and became worse again.

After a while, Fan Wencheng said: "Khan, Wencheng also saw that there were indeed several Ming Dynasty warships on the Dazhe River, probably Mao Wenlong's water camp. However, they were all small boats, and on the small boats, there were only one or two small cannons, which did not pose much threat to me, Dazhe,..." Fan Wencheng originally wanted to ignore those Ming Dynasty warships, because Dazhe started out with cavalry and shooting, and there was never a saying that the warships were more difficult than siege. So, he was preparing to ignore those warships, but suddenly a flash of inspiration and understood a lot in his heart, saying: "Khan, perhaps those cannons would not rush to attack the city first, but they could use those cannons to block the river. In this way, Mao Wenlong, who had no support from the water camp, was considered a completely lonely city. What did Dazhe think?" At this point, Fan Wencheng smiled.

"Okay!" Huang Taiji thought for a moment, then shouted suddenly. Many things were like a layer of window paper being pasted. After they were pierced, they understood. Huang Taiji heard his adviser saying that he wanted to seal the river and understood the truth. How to act, Huang Taiji already had a specific strategy in his mind, and he was very calm, not as chaotic as before.

"Xiantai is really Zhuge of Ben Khan. He followed Xiantai. After the cannons arrived, they were placed on the hillside by the river to seal Mao Wenlong's water camp. Mao Wenlong had no support and retreat. This time, Ben Khan wanted to make Mao Wenlong completely trapped... Ben Khan wanted to see how much grenades Mao Wenlong had and how much food..." Huang Taiji had a basic strategy, and felt very calm and his confidence was also rising, which was completely different from the person who was frowning just now.

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Zhenjiang Castle.

Mao Wenlong was still carrying a telescope and patrolling around, either going up the city tower to watch the enemy situation, checking the arsenal, or going to the barracks to check it out.

"Mao Da, what was the situation yesterday?" Mao Wenlong looked at the situation outside the city and asked.

"Master, today's Tartars are still the same, there is no movement, they just have to make trouble all night,... Ha... I can't sleep well..." Mao Da said while yawning, which was a mess for the Tartars. They were clamoring under the city all night and did not attack the city. People on the city walls were inevitably distracted. Mao Da was on duty last night and did not sleep all night, and he squinted his eyes only after dawn. At this moment, even in front of his own commander, he was still yawning all day long.

"Oh, if the handover is clear, you can go and have a good rest. Let's have someone replace you. Thank you for your hard work... How many grenades have you thrown tonight?" Mao Wenlong comforted Mao Da first and then asked.

"Master, I didn't throw much yesterday, much less than the previous two days, only three or four hundred... Ha... I didn't have any experience in the past two days, and I threw it around, which was indeed a lot of waste. However,... Ha... I have learned to learn the past two days, and I don't show off my eagle in the past two days. I didn't see a rabbit or a hawk. One night, I was almost clamoring all night, and three or four hundred were almost the same... Ha... I'm lucky, and I can catch one or two Tartar corpses from time to time..." Mao Da yawned while reporting on the situation at night.

"Three or four hundred? That's okay? The Tartars made up their minds and used us to death? Hehe, the Tartars didn't think about how many grenades there were in Zhenjiang Fort. They consumed only four or five hundred a day, and they would not be able to finish the battle next year..." Mao Wenlong said with a smile.

"That's right, the father-in-chief, just like the Tartars, you won't even think about capturing our Zhenjiang Fort next year... Hehe, it's just such a trick to make us sleep uneasy, but we can also gain a lot of Tartars..." Mao Da yawned a lot, and his spirits improved a little.

"In the past few days, I guess the Tartar cannons are coming, but are there any news about the cannons?" Mao Wenlong asked again. The General Staff often came to some news, and these news were most accurate. Mao Wenlong is now increasingly convinced of the General Staff's intelligence.

"Master, you have to ask General Zhang about this. Where did you know about it... However, Master said this a few days ago. It is estimated that it should be almost there... Oh, but Master was staring at the opposite side, and it seemed that there was no movement. When there was any movement, Mather immediately reported to Master..." Mao Da said.

"No? It's impossible! The news from the General Staff has always been reliable. Why has the Tartar cannons not been there yet after such a long time?" Mao Wenlong said in confusion.

"Master Father, it may be that the mountain road is difficult to walk, so the road is delayed, haha...Master Father, don't you think the Tartar cannons have been transported, so you can give the Tartar cannons a little upward..." Mao teased.

Mao Wenlong fell into deep thoughts and ignored Mao Da. Things were a bit abnormal, so there must be something wrong.

As he was talking, Zhang Heng rushed over from a distance, his face was not so good, as if he was a little anxious.

"Master, there is something wrong." Zhang Heng approached and said in a low voice.

"Haha, Staff Officer Zhang! I am about to find you, what's the matter?" Mao Wenlong asked with a smile.

"Master, this is not a place to talk about things..." Zhang Heng said with a hint of anxiety.

Mao Wenlong looked at his staff officer in confusion. This staff officer Zhang is also a person who has seen the situation. How could he be so panicked? Could something big happened?

Zhang Heng hurriedly pulled Mao Wenlong to a secluded place and said hurriedly: "Master, something happened. The Tartars blocked the river with cannons. Now the boats below cannot come up..."

"Have you blocked the river..." Mao Wenlong didn't understand for a moment.

"Master, the Tatars' cannons did not come to attack the city, but were mounted on the hill downstream to block the river. In this way, your Majesty's reinforcements could not come, including the new cannons given to the commander, including reinforcements, supplies, and food. The Grand Majesty, you have to find a way!" Zhang Heng said with a scorching face. He had just received the news that when a warship was going upstream, he was suddenly attacked by cannons. Then he discovered that the Tatars had set up cannons on the hill, but fortunately they went downstream, with extremely fast speed and were not hit.

"Oh..." Mao Wenlong's face that had been smiling and dissatisfied recently changed slightly.

"That means that in the future, Zhenjiang Fort will be an isolated city?" Mao Wenlong returned to his disapproving appearance.

"Yes, Grandmaster, I have to think of a solution long ago. If the waterway is blocked, your Majesty's reinforcements will not reach Zhenjiang Fort! In addition to those cannons, he even hired a fleet of powerful firepower from the barbarians. If Jiang is stopped, he will not be able to enter..." Zhang Heng became a little anxious. The emperor would give Zhenjiang Fort much reinforcements. He knew that in addition to cannons, personnel, and weapons, the most powerful one was also an army of the barbarians, a fleet with strong firepower. This can be said to be a killer weapon. When necessary, he could force a passage to replenish supplies to the city. But now, he heard the news that the Tatars sealed Jiang, how could he not be anxious?

"That's it!..." Mao Wenlong smiled and said, "... Calm, calm..." It seemed that nothing was the same.

Zhang Heng was so anxious. When was it time? His general said he was calm. Without the supplementary Zhenjiang Fort, it was really a dead city.

"Haha...Staff Officer Zhang! No need to worry, our Zhenjiang Fort has not been short of things for the time being, and it doesn't matter if there is no supply for a while. Hahaha, I guess the two imperial envoys knew about this, and I guess His Majesty knew about it. What Mao Wenlong had to do now is to guard Zhenjiang Fort. Other things, Wenlong would be powerless, hahaha..." Mao Wenlong said with a smile, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

After hearing Mao Wenlong's words, Zhang Heng seemed to understand something. He nodded and said with a solemn expression: "The subordinate official has received the teachings. It is indeed Zhang who is frivolous. It is not as open-minded as the general... Please accept Zhang's greeting..." After that, he bowed to Mao Wenlong.

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"What? The Tartars used cannons to seal the river?" At the mouth of the Yalu River, a warship asked in surprise.
Chapter completed!