[Chapter 188] Thinking about one acre of three parts of your land

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Mo Rigen, who traveled south and north, naturally had a lot of languages ​​and characters. The three words written by Xu Xingxia were neat and every stroke was neat, and Mo Rigen knew them. Of course he would not know that Xu Xingxia was afraid that Mo Rigen would not understand, so she wrote them very neatly. These three words were quite as good as those of later primary school students.

In fact, understanding the writing of the Han people is also a kind of culture among the top Tatars. After all, entering the Central Plains was a glorious history of the people. Among the Tatars, the proportion of the people was very large. After withdrawing from the Central Plains, the country of the Central Plains was something that many Tatars were obsessed with. They always dreamed intentionally or unintentionally, wanting to continue to enter the Central Plains, and continue the previous life of being drunk and dreaming and being indulgent and rich.

If Morigen wants to become the upper class of the Tatars, he must follow the trend and learn Han culture. Although his talent is not very high, he wins hard. Among the top leaders of the Tatars, his understanding of Han culture can be considered relatively proficient. Of course, this proficiency is compared with other top leaders of the Tatars.

"Wishzhu?" The commanders around them also shook their heads, indicating that they had no impression of this name. They vaguely felt that this name seemed a little wrong. How could there be such a name among the Han people? Could it be that he was not a Han person? If this guy was not a Han person, who was he? Why did he hate the Tatars so much? The Tatars died at his hands, and the Tatars had to pay back the blood debt no matter what. The other party would not be unclear about the consequences.

Mo Rigen lowered his head silently and pondered for a moment, but he couldn't find the point. The surname of Wu Shizhu was a bit like a small tribe of the Tatars. He once guessed whether the other party was a certain enemy of Mo Rigen. He deliberately appeared here for personal grudges to block the implementation of Mo Rigen's plan. Apart from such an explanation, Mo Rigen really had no other explanation. Only the Tatars had such accurate archery skills. But after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that they didn't look like it. In desperation, he had to say in a low voice: "Send the order and prepare to withdraw troops!"

Bachlu hesitated and said, "Altan, maybe we should stick with it. It is possible that the Ming army at this time has reached the most difficult time. As long as we persist for a while, the victory will still belong to us."

Morigen shook his head gently and said in a low tone: "Bachlu, we really meet our opponents. Before he showed all his strength, we can no longer do anything to him. Continuing the stalemate will not benefit us. Such a terrain is too unfavorable for us to fight. Since there is no hope of victory, we must not be entangled. Remember, we did not come for someone. We must remember today's hatred and always look for opportunities for revenge. However, we cannot let hatred blind our eyes."

Bachlu said a little unwillingly: "Altan, are we going back like this? We have lost 500 warriors here, if we just go back empty-handed..."

Mo Rigen said sternly: "Of course we are not going back! Let's go somewhere else!"

His eyes were staring at the Fenghuo Dun on Kalong Mountain. In his sunken sockets, it seemed that he wanted to penetrate the obstacles of the Fenghuo Dun and find the existence of the mysterious archery master. He said deeply: "I don't believe that there are such archers elsewhere. Ningxia City is just one of our goals. If we cannot take Ningxia City, we have other choices."

Taking a deep breath, Mo Rigen said solemnly: "Everyone, prepare for action!"

The surrounding Tartar commanders immediately raised their chests and prepared to accept the task with high spirits. Morigen's authority is unquestionable. Once he made up his mind, they must execute it unconditionally. Moreover, they firmly believed that Morigen would not forget today's hatred. Almost all Tatars knew that Morigen was the most vengeful person.

"Grusso, go to Gansu Town!"

"Bachlu, you go south from Shengjin Pass!"

"Bergen, you can enter directly from Yuquan Pass!"

"Zac Road, you detour Gaolan and secretly head south to Lanzhou."

Mo Rigen assigned four thousand commanders in a row in a row. After their army was dispatched, the southern part of Ningxia Town, the eastern part of Gansu Town, and the junction of Ningxia Town and Gansu Town would be attacked by Tatar cavalry in all directions. Such an attack could effectively plunder the population and plunder wealth, and at the same time, it could also restrain all the Ming army, making it impossible for them to reinforce any place. It was possible for the Tatars to attack any place.

With the strength of a Tartar Thousand-Person team, except for the big towns like Ningxia City and Zhangye City, the military towns and other castles cannot stop their full attack. It can be foreseen that by being swept by the Tatars Thousand-Person team, most of the places under the jurisdiction of the two towns must be nine out of ten rooms and thousands of miles away, and a large number of people and wealth will be concentrated in the hands of the Tatars. Even if they cannot take over Ningxia City, they can make up for the losses.

Morigen finally left a thousand-man commander by his side. The name of this thousand-man commander, Berryn, is a blond and blue-eyed man with a sacred eye. His archery skills are not very good, but he is good at throwing javelins. It is said that this is a skill that has been passed down from ancient Roman times and few people mastered it. In the formation of the Tatars, the race is very complex and there are all kinds of people. What Morigen wants is a talented person, and even if you are not a pure Tatar, it doesn't matter.

The four commanders of the thousand-man who received the order immediately dispatched and led their own teams of thousands toward the target. They did not ask about Mo Rigen's own arrangements. The Caron Mountain Fenghuo Dun made Mo Rigen lose face, and he must find a way to get it back. It is impossible for a person who easily admits defeat to achieve such achievements as Mo Rigen. Mo Rigen probably wants to take action personally and fight against the archers in Fenghuo Dun.

The Tatar cavalry moved very quickly, and after two hours, they all retreated. In the end, only one of the five thousand-man teams was left. The originally black Tatar army disappeared 80% at once, and the huge pressure they brought was gone. To be honest, the power of the five thousand Tatar cavalry and the Tatar cavalry with only one thousand people was incomparable. Even if the one who commanded the thousand-man team was the famous Morigen.

The defenders of Fenghuodun became very happy. This was the first time they forced the Tartars to retreat from the frontal attack. Even the decaying soldiers were not so afraid of the Tartars. Through the battle, they began to realize that the Tartars were not an amazing monster, and they could be killed. They would be killed by gunpowder, shot by muskets, or directly hit by stones.

Minghao said excitedly: "Xu Baihu, the Tartars retreated!"

Xu Xingxia shook her head and said calmly: "Mo Rigen has not left yet."

This sentence immediately made Minghao look frustrated. Yes, Mo Rijian was still outside Fenghuodun. Other Tatar cavalry retreated, but this guy didn't leave. It is conceivable that he would never let them go. Thinking of this guy's reputation, Minghao couldn't help but have a headache. If it fell into the other party's hands, life would be worse than death!

"Minghao, give up Fenghuodun!" Xu Xingxia said slowly.

"Give up? No!" Minghao said subconsciously.

"Why not?" Xu Xingxia asked disapprovingly.

"I didn't receive the order to give up Fenghuodun." Minghao said embarrassedly.

"You still expect to have an order? At this time, who will order you? Ningxia Left Guard? Ningxia Metropolitan Officer? Or the Governor? General Officer?" Xu Xingxia said with a sneer.

Minghao is very smart when he has time, and sometimes he is an idiot. With the rise of five wolf smokes, the entire Ningxia Town is already in chaos. All the senior officials are too busy to take care of themselves, so how can they remember there is a place called Kalongshan Fenghuodun? Waiting for their orders is simply seeking death! I guess after death, I can't wait for the orders.

In Xu Xingxia's opinion, it is no longer necessary to defend Fenghuodun. It is estimated that the news of Mo Rigen's large-scale southward movement this time will greatly shock the entire three northwest towns. Needless to say, Ningxia Town must strengthen its defense. During this period, there is no need to call the police. In other words, Fenghuodun's alarm task has been completed. It doesn't matter whether there is anyone stationed.

Of course, this is only part of the reason. However, this is not the most critical reason. The most critical reason is that Xu Xingxia is thinking about his own acre of land and Weizhen Fort. He cannot stay in Fenghuodun, Kalong Mountain. He must go back to guard his own acre of land. Mo Rigen is temporarily unable to figure out the situation and cannot touch his lifeline, so he will appear passive. However, Mo Rigen is not a fool. As long as he thinks about himself, he will try his best to inquire about his own news and finally determine his specific identity.

To be honest, it is not difficult for Mo Rigen to do this. In Ningxia Town, he seems to be the only one who is so powerful. There are probably not many hard bones in the official army of Ningxia Town. When the Tartars came, their legs became weak. If the Tartars wanted to know, as long as they knew, they would definitely say everything like a bamboo tube of beans poured. As long as they just caught a few Ming army officers and asked, Mo Rigen would get the accurate answer.

If Mo Rigen gets accurate information and knows that Weizhen Fort is his old nest and launches a desperate attack, Weizhen Fort will be in trouble. It is very unsafe without Weizhen Fort he is in charge. If Weizhen Fort is thrown away, he will be in a position to guard Kalong Mountain, which is meaningless. On the contrary, as long as he guards Weizhen Fortress and keeps his foundation, the Kalong Mountain Fortress will always belong to him. Could the Tartars last long in Kalong Mountain? It is impossible!

"Of course we can't leave easily." Xu Xingxia said slowly. He estimated that Mo Rigen would not let him leave easily. If Mo Rigen said that he would evacuate immediately and see him again in the future, he would be a real fool. Even if he changed himself and suffered such a big loss, he would still want to make it back. He was sure that Mo Rigen must be hiding nearby and always thinking about himself.

"Minghao, let me show you all your family." Xu Xingxia ordered directly.

"Okay." Minghao now no longer dares to contempt Xu Xingxia. Xu Xingxia's troops are powerful, and his own archery skills are also great. He absolutely cannot afford such a person. Even the Tartars can't do anything to Xu Xingxia, let alone Minghao. On the contrary, following him to fight is a good choice. Killing the Tartars is indeed a sense of accomplishment!

Minghao took his subordinates to bring out all the inventory of Fenghuodun and spread it one by one in the open space, so that Xu Xingxia could choose whatever he wanted. As Fenghuodun at the forefront, Minghao still had a lot of things in his hands, and there were quite a variety. Unfortunately, Xu Xingxia didn't even look at other things. The only thing he liked was black gunpowder.

There are hundreds of kilograms of black gunpowder in the beacon pier in Kalong Mountain, which have been accumulated over the years. Fortunately, there is no such thing as expired. It is hidden in the cave and it is dry. Xu Xingxia checked the purity and found that it is quite good. It should be configured according to the proportions stipulated by Qi Jiguang at that time. It is a bit insufficient for use as a launching medicine, but it is very effective for use as an explosive pack.

"Yun Qifeng, prepare a few more big pumpkins and take them on the way!"

Xu Xingxia immediately asked someone to make thirty explosive packs and walk. He was sure that as long as he left Fenghuo Dun, Mo Rigen would catch up with him. In the narrow canyon, it was impossible to gallop and escape desperately. In terms of horse control technology, the Han people were no match for the Tatars at all. To successfully get rid of the pursuit of the Tatar cavalry, the explosive pack was the best weapon.

"Let's go!" Late that night, Xu Xingxia led the white-clothed army, Minghao and his subordinates quietly evacuated Fenghuodun. In order to prevent the Tatar scouts from discovering, they directly used ropes to pull them down from the stone steps. Of course, it was impossible to hide this action completely from the Tartars, and they could only do their best.

The war horses seized from Tuoba Su can be used by Fenghuodun soldiers. No one in Ningxia Town can't ride a horse. Even if the skills are not good, there is still no problem riding a horse. After leaving Fenghuodun, everyone arrived at the valley where horses were stored. After cleaning up, the group hurriedly set off.

There must be someone closely monitoring Fenghuodun on the Tartars, and someone may be dispatched to test it. With Mo Rigen's shrewdness, it doesn't take too long to judge that Fenghuodun's defenders are going to retreat and leave. He will definitely catch up with him as soon as possible.
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