Chapter 1739 Ambush, Pacifist Potatoes

"Your Majesty is in good spirits. He reprimanded the officials a few days ago, full of spirit."

The people of the black thorns continuously sent messengers to deliver the news.

"There is news from the palace that His Majesty scolding you is unfounded."

"Really? Your Majesty can still curse people, that's a good thing."

Zhu Gaochi seemed to be in good spirits, Fang Xing was very pleased with this. As for him scolding himself for being unfounded, Fang Xing hoped so.

"The warriors are a little dissatisfied, and they are instigating a full-scale war against Harlei in the court, directly taking down Harleigh, and then spying on the meat fans..."

"They all know that it's unrealistic. It's not suitable for Da Ming to be involved in a protracted conquest, so it's just to vent their dissatisfaction."

The Ming Dynasty without war was peaceful, but the warriors were lost.

Look at the Tang Dynasty, as long as there is no war, the so-called Fubing system will be abolished slowly, and finally we have to reuse Fanbing.

"I heard that the princess and princess are very good, and the academy...is also good."

...

"I never worry about the academy, no matter how insane people are, unless they see me die, they won't dare to kill me."

Fang Xing saw the embarrassment of the messenger, and said, "It's okay for Wang Yan to do this, matters have their own importance, and state affairs are the most important!"

After the messenger left, Huang Zhong said with a smile: "Your Majesty is in good health, this is good news."

The place where Fang Xing received guests was very pitiful, it used to be a woodshed, and there were still some branches in the corner.

After hearing the news that Zhu Gaochi was in good health, Fang Xing lifted his spirits and said, "Let's go and see Xinghe City."

...

The scene of tens of thousands of people working together is hard to see. From a distance, it looks like a group of ants wriggling.

Lu Fan was extremely pleased to see this scene. After he went around, he happened to meet Fang Xing when he came back.

"Uncle Xing, the captives are starting to work, and the food needs to be raised to a higher level, and the food needs to be transported."

The Tatars outside the city patrolled on horseback, and if they found a fugitive, the head would be their military exploit.

Fang Xing took a look and said, "Don't worry, the Xuan Mansion will naturally send someone to escort them. If Pugu and Wu En have the courage to rob the food, then the Xuan Mansion will probably be happy."

Xuanfu has been looking to intervene in this cat-and-mouse war for military merit. If Pu Gu dared to rob food again, Fang Xing would certainly be charged with incompetence in battle, but the Xuan Mansion's army was about to drink blood, and would chase them all the way to Yili.

"They just want to prevent us from building the city. We don't need to worry about food and grass. It's just that we have to beware of their harassment here."

Lu Fan said with a headache: "Yesterday evening, more than ten riders came, one with three horses, and ran away after being disturbed. The lower officials are worried that they will come again next time, and there will be more people."

Fang Xing looked at the grassland on the left, and ordered: "Let them organize marksmanship, think of ways, and treat it as military training!"

...

Fang Xing's subordinates never lacked in flexibility. After the task was broken down, even Li Jia participated.

"Pretend! What the hell is your head turned up so high, is this to let others see you as a bitch?"

Qiu Jian stepped on it, and Li Jia next to him heard a scream.

"Hide everything well, and obey orders when the time comes!"

Qiu Jian cursed and went to the back, found a hole she had just dug and jumped down, then put a piece of turf on her head, shivering from the cold.

She sneaked out a small porcelain bottle, opened the lid, Qiu Jian sniffed it, took a sip intoxicated, and sighed.

Li Jia had no wine, so he leaned against the turf and read a book.

Books are the textbooks of martial arts, Fang Xing broke the rules in order to produce this set of books, so Li Jia cherishes them very much.

...

The first day was a waste of time, nothing.

Li Jia and the others who came back on rotation were allowed to drink to keep out the cold and have hot pot.

But Fang Xing was receiving a monk.

Woeful!

"I said you guys are all-pervasive or what!"

Nothing happened in the past few days, Fang Xing wanted to spend more time with his wife and children.

In the firewood room, Ming Xin was sitting opposite Fang Xing.

"Uncle Xinghe, the poor monk doesn't want to come, but someone said that if the poor monk doesn't come, he should go back to the south. People from Qingshou Temple also hinted..."

The long journey made Ming Xin's eyes lose their luster. He held the teacup tremblingly, and said with difficulty: "They want you to make it easier for you. This poor monk knows, but since you're here, you can do whatever you want."

"This is a headache, and you must have not passed the permission of the DPRK and China. It is a taboo!"

Fang Xing got up and said: "You live here, don't build a temple, there are not many offerings here."

Ming Xin wryly smiled and said, "You won't allow it either, right?"

"certainly."

Fang Xing walked out, and when he reached the door, he stopped and said, "The number of immigrants from Daming will gradually increase here, don't be too fanatical, it won't help."

"Aren't there enough people?"

Mingxin asked.

Fang Xing didn't answer. This has nothing to do with whether there are enough people, but the output here is not much at present, once fanaticism, it will affect the future development.

There were three monks standing outside the door. They heard what Fang Xing said just now, and their eyes were not friendly.

Fang Xing entered the yard with a blank expression, Ming Xin came out of the woodshed, saw their expressions and said: "Don't compete with Xing and Bo, it's no good."

The three of them remained the same, Ming Xin pointed to the direction outside the castle and said: "Go and see those Jingguan..."

...

A team of more than 300 cavalry appeared in the west of Xinghe City. They had three horses each, and there were small teams of scouts on the left and right to search.

Several large mounds of earth suddenly appeared in front of them. These cavalrymen approached from a distance, but they didn't dare to look at these mounds more.

When passing by the big mound, a cavalryman glanced at the stone, then screamed and trembled.

The red eye watched them go away coldly, a gust of wind blew, some dust was blown off the big mound, and half of a skull was exposed.

The pair of holes were also watching the cavalry start galloping...

"Yo-ho!"

More than three hundred people stood upright on horseback, brandishing long knives and shouting.

There was a panic at the construction site of Xinghe City in the distance, and then it was suppressed by bullets. Immediately afterwards, the two thousand-household offices on duty today came out of the city.

"Fuck 'em!"

Sun Huanshan was a little dissatisfied that he didn't win the battle this time. He and Wu Yue stood outside the city, watching the enemy horses galloping back and forth.

"It's ready, it depends on whether they are brave enough, what about Atai's people?"

"In the back, just wait for the order to attack."

The enemy cavalry continued to walk back and forth to provoke. When they saw the Musketeers leaving the city, they were even more proud. They all took out their bows and arrows and charged towards the construction site.

"Scare people, don't raise your gun!"

So the soldiers of Jubaoshanwei lazily watched the group of enemies performing, while Lu Fan was yelling, urging the prisoners to continue construction.

The group of enemy cavalry saw that no one was paying attention to them, and the construction site was still busy, so after a few trials, they rushed over.

The arrow is on the string, and the horse is galloping.

They were convinced that it only took one rain of arrows for the captives to escape.

There was a sound of hoofbeats, and when these enemy horses approached the construction site within three hundred steps, a horse suddenly sank, and then fell out.

Dozens of pieces of turf suddenly disappeared on the grassland covered with tender grass, and the soldiers stood up in the potholes and began to aim. ..

"Attack!"

When the sergeants who were ambushing in the pothole pulled the trigger, Wu Yue waved the order.

More than 500 cavalry rushed out of the city, and the Tatar cavalry hidden behind the construction site also rushed out at the same time.

"Boom!"

Li Jia pulled the trigger, and within sight, the enemy he had just aimed at fell headfirst.

"hidden!"

They hid on both sides, and as soon as they hid in the cave, the arrows shot by the enemy cavalry fell through the air.

Li Jia squatted in the pothole and began to reload, but after he finished reloading, he didn't dare to probe again.

With the sound of horseshoes, the enemy cavalry turned around desperately, but the Ming army had already picked up speed.

The shouts of killing were not far away, Li Jia just prayed that no horse would step on his pothole.

But people's prayers are often ineffective, and even...

When a pair of horseshoes stepped into the pothole, Li Jia shrunk his body to the minimum, and then the helmet was hit once, and he was dazed.

Amidst the neighing of the war horse, Li Jia heard a series of teeth-stinging fractures.

The top of his head was already empty, and when Li Jia heard the sound of horseshoes going away, he cautiously raised his head and took a look.

A war horse fell a few steps away from him, still struggling.

Not far away, a group of Ming army cavalry had stopped the opponent, and the two sides were chasing nearby.

There was a burst of shouting, and Li Jia turned around with difficulty to look...

When the Tatar cavalry arrived, there was no suspense in this ambush.

"Those potholes are not only caves for hiding soldiers, but also pits for horses. Will uncle get angry if he finds out?"

Seeing that there was no suspense in the battle, Sun Huanshan asked with some dull interest.

Wu Yue is eating dead noodles, he thinks a little bit of chewing is very tasty.

"No, let's do a test in that hole. Unless the horses fell from the sky, they will be injured at most."

"Compassion doesn't command soldiers, we don't use the blood of our subordinates in exchange for military merits, uncle will naturally discern."

...

Fang Xing didn't have time to judge. He watched the battle from the side. After seeing the results, he said: "They have more than 20,000 people. They lose three to four hundred at a time, and they will collapse after ten times. Do you dare to come again?"

"Master, I don't dare not to come, otherwise Wu En wouldn't stay here to waste food and grass."

Behind Xin Laoqi are Tudou and Pingan. The two boys' thighs were bruised last time, so they didn't dare to show off this time. They just sat on the horseback obediently.

The two put down the binoculars, and Tudou asked, "Father, why did they come?"

"Because after Xinghe City is built, they are afraid of Da Ming's attack."

Pingan asked: "Father, are you going to kill many people? I saw that Jingguan."

Fang Xing frowned slightly, and said: "The enemy is fighting against us, um... This is a dispute between two countries. They are barbaric. We must fight back in a more barbaric way, so as to deter them. There is no need to say anything to the wicked. The reason is to use fists and guns to make them tremble with fear..."

Tudou recalled the knowledge he had learned, and said a little confused: "Father, can't everyone live a good life? Why do you have to call back and forth?"