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The wild birds in the dense forest made a desolate cry, awakening Bairdai. He turned his head to look at the dark blue forest. There seemed to be malicious eyes staring at him in the depths of the jungle. His heart was restless. Two choices were placed in front of him. Go back to Ningguta immediately or fight against an unknown enemy?

If you escape immediately, you can save the lives of four hundred elite soldiers of the Eight Banners, no tribute marten, no reward of Wulin, and not recruit enough barbarians, and even throw away all supplies. However, if you choose to fight, everything will be out of your control.

"No wonder so many leaders did not come as promised. It turned out that there were more entrants." Baird murmured. He walked around the open space and suddenly remembered something. In Vladivostok, his side was first attacked and then failed in the naval battle. The army was likely to be unable to capture Vladivostok Castle. Judging from the judgment made by Wu Bahai and the court, the main purpose of this foreign force to come to the East China Sea was to seek wealth. It was nothing if it could not defeat Vladivostok. If it was allowed to continue to obtain fur and ginseng, then neither the East China Sea nor the West would be at peace.

Bairdai suddenly stopped and said to Jiala Zhangjing: "I will give you thirty people, and you will immediately report the known situation to Master Wu Bahai. Yintu, bring your troops and the recruited barbarians into Mucheng, and drive away Mucheng and the barbarians around you, without leaving any."

"Give me instructions to unload the goods quickly, transport all the things into the Mucheng, and sank the ship. We are ready to trap here."

After hearing Bairdie's order, his subordinates changed their faces and they all went to prepare. On the night of the next day, a row of heads was sent outside the wooden city. After Bairdie saw it, he recognized that it was the scout he sent to the downstream to investigate.

This night, Bairdie spent the top of the city. In the middle of the night, he patrolled the entire wooden city, arranged defenses, allocated supplies, and strengthened the city defense. Until the next day at dawn, Bairdie saw the white sails rising in the center of Heilongjiang. Bairdie finally knew that the war was coming.

In the early morning, Li Mingxun sat on the Bald Eagle and enjoyed the breakfast prepared by the chef, stewed with mushrooms in fresh salmon and fried pheasant eggs. Li Mingxun's favorite was the roasted wild duck with fungus and potatoes stuffed in his belly. He ate it happily. Only David was his deskmate. Wu Mu walked over and said, "Master, those leaders are here, I want to get on the boat to see you."

Li Mingxun stood up and took a look. Heilongjiang was filled with small boats of various colors, following behind the Bald Eagle, like a group of ducks following the female duck. In fact, the leaders set out with the detachment fleet, and even if they were rowing hard, they were half an hour late.

"Don't, just say I'm commanding the battle and I don't have time to see them. Well..., let that An Lin come up. He has a grudge against the Donglu, and has provided us with intelligence. He is considered his own people." Li Mingxun said.

Wu Mu's face changed and he said, "These people also knew that it was not appropriate to board the ship, so they elected seven representatives."

David's mouth was stuffed with meat and interrupted, "There can only be one more diner on this table. No matter how much meat is, it will not be enough to divide it. Follow your master's words, just let An Lin come up."

"These idiots are not active in watching the show and want to go to the table for dinner, a joke." Li Mingxun laughed and quickly tore off another duck leg to avoid being stolen by David.

Just after arriving in the early morning, Li Mingxun launched a landing on the beach, which actually allowed dozens of people to land on a boat. Sure enough, it attracted the counterattack of the Donglu in Mucheng. The Donglu seized the advantage of half-ferry and attacking, but did not end up with the benefits. The soldiers on the boat just did not land, and the Donglu, who was lined up to intercept, was baptized by artillery shells from three warships. Dozens of people were killed in a few rounds of shells, leaving behind corpses all over the ground to withdraw in a hurry. This was originally a very perfect firepower display. If the barbarians saw it, they would definitely respect the gods. Unfortunately, they were a few hours late.

An Lin soon arrived at the Bald Eagle. He was a strong man, his eyes as sharp as hawk's eyes. Unlike other indigenous leaders, An Lin witnessed the power of the three schooners with his own eyes. After he got on the ship, he seemed a little restless and glanced at the deck under his feet from time to time. He was obviously still a little scared about the power of the eighteen-pound cannon located on the lower artillery deck.

"An Lin, you can try this dish...Haha, try this sugarcane wine, I can guarantee that you have never drunk such a strong wine." Li Mingxun originally wanted An Lin to taste the dishes cooked by the chef, but the dishes on the table were swept away by David's foodie, and there was not much left, so he had to hand An Lin a glass of wine.

An Lin took the wine and took a sip. He immediately felt a fire line extending from his mouth to his stomach. His eyes were red and he almost fell down. An Lin remembered what his father said, "You can drink wine and you are a real man, and the people in front of you who drink such strong wine must be a powerful warrior."

An Lin simply sat on the deck and said, "Mr. Li, my soldiers have arrived. Time is tight and there are only 300 people. You are all sent by you. Please let us be pioneers and break through the Jianzhou people's camp."

Li Mingxun waved his hand and said, "No, no need, you can help me clear the channel and strengthen the wooden wharf first. I will put the eighteen-pound cannon down."

"Are you talking about the iron dragon that spits flames?" Lee Decan, who is in charge of the translation, smiled. Lee Myung-hoon shrugged and didn't say anything.

From Anlin's mouth, Li Mingxun learned about the strength of the Donglu in Pulu Township. The Donglu only came 400 people, and the ship had already sunk. If the elite soldiers of the Heizhong Haerman army and the recruited troops should be more than 1,000. He had 500 soldiers and some sailors armed with Anlin's help, and he could also gather these soldiers. More importantly, he had cannons and warships, and Li Mingxun didn't think he would fail. There were only two questions. How much price would it cost to win? Can he use this war to conquer the group of barbarians?

Bairdai stood on the shooting tower and observed the army in front of him. At dawn, he led the archers to block the enemy's landing and ended in a crushing defeat. Not only did more than 70 elite troops be broken, but his face was also cut by stones from the shells, which hurt so much. Since then, he has never launched a counterattack again, watching the enemy set out in the formation below the city.

The first wave of spear soldiers who came ashore were armoured with armor, half of which were outfitted and looked exactly like white-armored soldiers. Baird knew that it was the elite soldiers who were ambushed in the Qing Dynasty last year. After landing, the spear soldiers quickly lined up in a horizontal line to protect a section of the river bank. Then rows of combroach gunmen landed. After the army of five hundred people landed on the shore, it quickly unfolded. The sun shone on the armor and weapons, and the silver light reflected made Baird unable to open his eyes.

"Master Bairdai, let's go out to fight, and take advantage of the unstable position of the enemy..." Yintusheng said.

Of course Bairdai knew this truth, but when he turned his head, he couldn't see the left and right. Everyone looked pale and no one asked for a fight. He immediately understood that a defeat in the morning, plus the enemy's excellent armor and equipment, his morale was as strong as a rainbow, and his morale was already frustrated. If he failed to fight again, he might not even have to defend Mucheng: "No, Yintu, it's better to defend the city first. At least he must be defeated at the city before he can counterattack again."

Everyone in Mucheng was trapped, but Li Mingxun had already landed. After he issued the order, the flags of each team were tilted, and the horizontal lines began to step forward, with spears pointed at the slanting, and the armor leaves were clanging, like a steel jungle.

"It is truly worthy of being the central country on the mainland. It has a strong military power. It is truly the only one to see in my life!"

"Yes, even the Jianzhou Jurchen tribe has only its weapons and no military power."

The leaders watching the battle in the distance whispered, many of them red and their throats were dry.

The archers on the wooden city drew their bows and arrows, aimed at the enemy near the city, and waited quietly for the general's orders. However, the enemy stopped after approaching about seventy steps, which made the archers at a loss. This was within the range of the bows and arrows they used, but considering the enemy's armor, it was definitely difficult to break the defense, and shooting the throat and eye sockets at this distance was extremely difficult. The archers didn't know what to do for a moment.

Then hundreds of sailors stepped forward and sent the fence made of the materials obtained from the dismantling market to the front of the square array. They dug holes with shovels and inserted the fence on the ground, becoming a barrier between the wooden city and the square array. The square array changed, and the archers and the convex gunmen lined up behind the fence, and the spearmen were placed on both sides to protect, which made a defensive move.

"Master, look, what is that?" Yintu asked loudly with her eyes fixed on the dock.

The waterway on the side of the dock was cleared, the wooden dock was reinforced, and the bald eagle's boom was suspended from an eighteen-pound cannon, and dozens of men from the Su tribe pulled into the cannon position.

"That's... the Red Cannon!" Baird screamed in shock. He saw how powerful the warship was in Vladivostok and this morning, but he didn't expect that the cannon installed in the battleship was actually the Red Cannon. He quickly lowered his head and looked for the shells that killed the archers. There was a shell under his feet, the size of a child's head, just like the red cannon he had seen in Shengjing.

"Go down quickly, you can't stay in this city." Baird urged repeatedly and got off the wall.

Yintu didn't know why Bairdai was so panicked. Seeing Bairdai and several personal soldiers jumping into the wooden city regardless of concern, a white-armored soldier who was usually very fierce and sprained his feet for this. A group of people got off the city wall and jumped into the dirty mud, which was really embarrassing.

However, the expected artillery bombardment did not appear. Bairdai rushed to the city gate and secretly looked at it. In addition to the soldiers guarding the front line, hundreds of people were waving pickaxes and shovels, filling straw bags and wicker baskets at the location of the artillery. Some of these people were North Korean prisoners, some were barbarians nearby, and everyone was busy, everything was in order.

In the cannon position, Ba Hai sat on the ground, holding a message gun with his back against his chest wall, watching comfortably. There were hundreds of men around him busy, most of whom were charming Qili, of course they all came from nearby tribes. The side of the chest wall was filled with things, bags of salt, sugar, iron axes, iron arrows, iron pots, used cowhide boots, cotton coats, cotton pants, and cotton hats with ear-protecting cotton. Of course, the most lacking is food. The meat cut off from the Zhanma who was killed this morning was boiled in a big pot, with salt and spices. Although it was a little thicker, it was a rare delicacy for Qili, who usually eats less salt.

These are rewards and commissions for laborers. A few cotton balls can make a strong man do the work all day, and a iron pot can make him do it for a month.

The barbarians who had finished their work came to receive the rewards. While Ba Hai gave them as much as possible, he would also give them a wooden sign with a character on it, and then tell them to take the wooden sign to find work at the Yongning Temple Monument, and the rewards there are more and more abundant.

By the afternoon, the artillery position was ready, and a total of four eighteen-pound cannons entered, and one hundred armed sailors transferred from the warships and Anlin's men were responsible for protecting these artillery. In addition to the eighteen-pound cannons, three eagle cannons were in place, and even the front-line positions were assigned two eagle cannons.

"Mr. Li, you can shell the shell. Just this Mucheng, you can open the gap in half an hour and rush in." Ba Hai walked to Li Mingxun and said.

Li Mingxun waved his hand and said, "I have kept so many people busy for so long, not just to capture this rotten wood city! Let's wait until it gets dark before shelling."

"Why?" Ba Hai said in surprise. If it was dark and the shelling was still there, then don't think about siegeing the city today. After all, it is not suitable to fight in a big battle.

Li Mingxun pointed to the leaders watching the fun on the river bank and said, "Of course I'm going to call them. The fire is getting worse when it's dark."

Bahai and Anlin walked to the woods by the river together. Hundreds of tents were laid out here in a mess, mostly made of animal skins, which contrasted with the orderly order of Li Mingxun’s military camp. After Bahai and Anlin arrived, they were quickly surrounded by dozens of people. They were all leaders who arrived in advance, with more than 30 people, and more leaders had not arrived yet.

Ba Hai clapped his palms and pointed to the largest house in the market outside the Mucheng. It was originally the warehouse where Donglu Guanwulin stored fur. Now it was brightly lit and many people went in and out. Ba Hai said, "Mr. Li, please come and have dinner."

"Dinner? What does he want to do?" a leader asked vigilantly.

"It's just for dinner, without any intention." An Lin echoed, and then the two left side by side.

The leaders quickly started to discuss, and a slightly older grade said: "Everyone, now two tigers are competing for the throne of the king of beasts. Anyone involved is facing the threat of family destruction. The wise leader should choose to stay, rather than take the side too early."

The other man said: "What are the two tigers fighting? The Jianzhou people are obviously trapped in Mucheng. They have more than a thousand people, but they dare not attack less than half of their opponents. The victory or defeat has been clear."

After saying that, the leader brought two servants, told his left-behind son a few words, and walked quickly towards the wooden city. Everyone looked at each other. Even though they knew that the leader had a good relationship with An Lin, they might have agreed, but they were still a little moved.
Chapter completed!