Whether it is Taiji or herdsmen, unless a few people who are fearless of death, most people are extremely afraid of life and death.

When they heard that the Mongols such as Duoduo Ulachi were strangled, many people in the military fort were cheering.

Under the gallows, more than a dozen ropes formed into traps and swung gently in the breeze.

Duoduo Ulachi, Taiji, could no longer stand firmly. If there was no one to support him, he would have collapsed to the ground.

"This is where you die."

Chang Chunwang was responsible for the execution. After these dozen Beilu were put on wooden platforms, and then the neck was wrapped with ropes, the shouts stopped, and everyone looked at everything in front of them with breath.

"Execution!" Li Shouyi said.

Chang Chunwang pulled the slab on the edge of the wooden table with his hand, and the entire wooden board fell down suddenly, and more than a dozen Beilu were immediately suspended in the air.

A dozen Beilu, whose neck was trapped by a rope, twisted desperately in the air, and struggled, and a whimpering sound came from his throat.

Half a quarter of an hour passed, and several northern barbarians were hanged in succession. The longest one persisted for nearly a quarter of an hour before stopping twisting.

After more than a dozen northern barbarians were not struggling, they were quietly hung in the air, and their bodies were swinging with the ropes.

"happy!"

"It feels more relieved than killing punishment!"

"It should be hanged all the Northern Lies!"

"Now I know why the adults used hang. This kind of execution looks relieved and happy, and upright. We adults act so generously."

When Liu Tianyu heard these words, he was a little amused and crying.

He hangs these people just to storm the corpses. It is a very obvious sign that these corpses are hung here, but it only makes him feel a little angry that he suffered yesterday.

Chang Chunwang, who was personally executing the strangulation, looked satisfied. A young cavalryman with a breastplate shook his nose hard and said, "The taste of revenge is really good. It's a pity that there are too few Beilu who have been hanged."

On the wall, Johnson Chan and the priests were discussing the scene in front of them.

Frank from Prussia said: "I thought Mr. Liu was a civilized man. He had a unique elegance and aristocratic atmosphere. Now he seems to be a standard soldier."

Tang Ruowang frowned and said nothing. He also felt the temperament that Liu Tianyu had not shown before. In one sentence, he hung more than a dozen people in front of everyone. Not only in front of the military fort, but also many barbarian cavalry were watching.

He felt that Liu Tianyu had such a tough side after his elegant and shrewd aura.

A priest from Prussia said, "I also think that these savages should be hanged. Look at what those barbarians did yesterday. Only they will do the savages."

Johnson Chan reminded: "No matter what, we must be ready, there should be a battle below."

Everyone was talking about it on the wall of the fort. Everyone felt Liu Tianyu's determination and at the same time they realized the imminent impending war.

In the next ten days, a large number of herders and armored soldiers continued to gather from all sides.

By early May, a total of 100,000 people were stationed around this small fortress.

Standing on the fort wall, where the naked eye can see, there are Beilu riding horses everywhere, and dense yurts.

This kind of scene of 100,000 people gathering has not been born on the grassland for a long time.

In addition to the number of people and horses, there are also many herds such as cattle and sheep. Most of the herdsmen were recruited to cut down trees and made various siege equipment. The most common ones were cloud ladders, which were made of cut wood.

Most of the people who built the ladder were Han people.

An official from the Military and Political Department told Liu Tianyu: "These Han people refused to move out of the Bansheng Land. At that time, they knew that they were on the side of Beilu."

"White Lotus Cultist!" Another person next to him said in a stern tone.

Liu Tianyu's eyes were complicated and he remained silent.

At least 10,000 Han people who surrendered to the northern barbarians on the grassland were White Lotus Cultists who fled to the north from all over the country.

These believers would not submit to the Ming Dynasty no matter what, and would rather submit to the Beilu, or even serve the Beilu.

In addition to making ladders, herders are also making cloth bags, filling them with soil to make brick bags.

These herders were moving like ants, making these military equipment for siege day by day.

At the same time, the Northern Lu cavalry began to go deep south, isolating the Dunbao military platforms.

Li Shouyi said with a bad face: "It seems that these northern enemies are going to attack a military station in the southeast."

Everyone saw it, and many people showed a look of worry on their faces.

Opposite the castle, the grassland was trampled on the crisscrossing dirt roads.

Tushtaiji rode on his horse, surrounded by his armored guards, and he looked at the appearance of the armored cavalry and herdsmen who gathered together.

Among the herdsmen, some candidates suitable for training were also selected among the large-scale cavalry, those wearing armored and those not wearing armored. They have been receiving military training these days. Although they are not wearing armored, they also look like armored soldiers.

This battle was considered a small scale, but Tushtaiji did not dare to neglect it. He directly mobilized more than 1,000 armoured soldiers and more than 5,000 herdsmen to besiege a military platform with a radius of more than 150 steps.

The garrison troops in the military platform were probably a squadron of the Guangji Regiment training, with thirty or forty people.

It was a joke to use more than 6,000 people to besiege thirty or forty people, especially Magel and others. At the meeting, he was so happy to hear that Tush had to use six,000 people to attack a thirty-forty military platform.

Tush hated these old and stubborn Taiji very much, and wished they were shot to death by Guangji as soon as possible.

A Mongolian general came to Tush and said to Tush: "Taiji, we are ready."

Tush looked at the military station. This military station was three miles away from Jining Fort and was located in the southeast, which was a very important stronghold.

Magel beside Tush snorted coldly and said, "Six thousand people attack dozens of people, you better not delay my lunch."

Wanhele also said: "If the work is done in half an hour, I will reward you."

Tush ignored Wanhele's little tricks to win over the hearts of the people and said directly to the general: "Attack, the Heaven of Changsheng will protect you, and you will definitely be able to win the championship."

"yes!"

Many Mongolian generals and armored soldiers roared.

After delaying for so long, it was a serious first battle with Guangji, especially because they all felt that they were sure to win and did not have to pay too much. Everyone felt very relaxed and wanted to dye their swords red with the blood of the Ming people as soon as possible.

"Very good." Tushtaiji smiled.

Recently, he has been under great pressure. He not only has to plan to attack Guangji's military fortress, but also has to face internal infighting and intrigue.

This time, the troops gathered were provided by Taiji from various departments. Everyone pinched their noses and brought them out. These Taiji said beautiful words when they were in charge of the troops. When they really sent troops, they all wanted to not have a single soldier, which made Tush feel very tired.
Chapter completed!