Nanming Engineer

Chapter 477

Jiang Yu was tearing up and preparing to eat cakes. Hundreds of miles away, in a dilapidated cottage in the vast hills to the west of Luliang Mountain, a group of beggar-like men were gnawing on the miscellaneous grains that they did not know where to find. .

The cottage is built on the top of a relatively high hill, surrounded by steep and difficult roads. A small path winds up from the foot of the mountain. Along the way, there are several broken but majestic stone gables in the past, leaving a small city. The whole structure looks easy to defend and difficult to attack. In the past, it must have been either a stockade for aristocratic families to avoid thieves or a fort where officers and soldiers were stationed.

However, times have changed and the world is unpredictable. This place has long been abandoned due to severe natural disasters. Weeds have grown in the gaps between the wall bricks. The thatch of the roof tiles has been blown away by strong winds. The remaining bricks and tiles have fallen all over the ground. The smell of desolation is filled. Covering every corner here.

The midday sun shines in from the holes in the roof that are as big as a dustpan, and casts golden beams of light in the gloomy room, where the dust flies wildly and freely, as if to declare that they are the masters here.

A large square table with one leg missing and padded by a few bricks was placed in the center of the room, and a few arrogant and down-to-earth men were sitting around. Got robbed.

Li Dayuzi bit the bitter-tasting Wowotou hard, like holding a fine dim sum made from Jiangnan Gongmi. He swallowed a fist-sized Wowotou in a few mouthfuls, touched his belly, and felt dissatisfied inside. There was a "cuckoo" sound, so he turned his gaze to the few people around him.

Those people also devoured their food ravenously, and almost finished the steamed buns in their hands at the same time as him. Li Dachengzi looked back angrily.

The cottage has been suffering for some time. After today, there will be no food in the warehouse, and tomorrow there will be no corn bread.

It is also rare for a bandit to do this.

"Master, how can this be settled? Please say something." A man with a scar on his face asked Mr. Li: "There have been no merchants on this road for several days, not even a living person." I’ve seen it, if we stay here, everyone will starve to death.”

"That's right, master." Another stronger man echoed, "Back then you had a lot of ideas, and you were able to lead everyone to make a fortune, and everyone was willing to follow you. Now you are waiting to die in this poor land, but it's no good."

Li Daquan didn't speak, grabbed an earthen jar on the table, and "grumbled" gulped it down, flushing down the hard-to-swallow wotou stuck in his throat.

An experienced guy stood up to smooth things over, and said with a smirk, "Okay, okay, the head of the family has his own sense of propriety, and will take everyone to eat and drink, but we can't split up just because there is no oil and water, and split up everyone. We broke up, how can we feel better now with one mind? If you are alone outside, you may be done by someone, why bother? Listen to the boss, don’t worry, big guy."

Everyone fell silent and looked at Mr. Li in a muffled voice.

Li Dayu was drinking water in his mouth, but his eyes were rolling around, thinking about ideas.

After escaping from Yajiao Fort, Li Daqiang returned to the bandits' den alone. There were only old, weak, women and children left. Li Daqiang gathered a few gang members and became the boss with smooth talk. He unceremoniously took the hand of the former boss's widow. He robbed the property, sold the couple for money, set fire to the mountain, and wandered around in western Shanxi, recruiting some stragglers along the way. Finally, he settled in this deserted fortress and became the king of the mountain. Those who cut off the path have no capital to trade.

The world is difficult and dangerous, even robbers are not easy to live in. Originally, this place was chosen because there is a small road leading outside the Great Wall. Many merchants hiding from military disasters would go through this way. , there are a few market towns and villages nearby, and some food can be levied. Unexpectedly, within a few days, droughts and floods continued, and the common people could not live on, and they fled famine.There are no people and animals on the road, and there is not a single merchant in sight.

Bandits are like this, if you have milk, you will be your mother, if you don't have milk, you will eat your mother.After a few days like this, the gangsters under him became dissatisfied and wanted to break up and share the spoils.

This period of time is not long, but there are some gains. In addition to the things Li Daqianzi collected from the former boss, the bandits are known to some extent and have been jealous for a long time. If Li Daqianzi does not handle it well today, he will take the knife. See red.

"Crack!" Li Dayu smashed the earthen pot to the ground, splashing water all over the room.

All the people in the room stood up, there was a sound of "蹡蹡", and the knives were all drawn out, showing their fierce appearance.

Li Daqianzi had a sullen face, one foot on the bench, and his eyes swept across the faces of these people fiercely. Some were his cronies, while others were not afraid of him and stared back with the same unkind expression.

"If you want to separate, you can go, but don't fucking want to take a piece away!" Li Dayu shouted violently, and slowly pulled out the knife: "If you want to stay today, put the knife back, and when It never happened, we are still brothers, we will have wine and meat in the future, and we will have a prosperous day."

No one spoke, the atmosphere was tense, and an explosion was imminent in the silence.

A tall bandit stood up with a sneer on his face, holding a knife, and was about to say something when he heard footsteps outside.

A minion hastily smashed open the false door and shouted happily: "Come, come!"

When I came in, I saw the room full of swords. I was stunned and couldn't shout the next words.

Li Daquan pointed the knife at him: "What are you panicking about? What's coming?"

The minions had obviously never seen such a scene of internal strife, and they couldn't speak clearly. They stuttered: "Yes, it's fat, fat sheep are coming, so many fat sheep!"

The momentary joy dissipated the tense atmosphere, and the knife was put down. The word "fat sheep" was more effective than any loyalty in the world. Everyone in the room was pleasantly surprised and clapped their hands in celebration.

Li Daqianzi put away his knife and shouted: "Put other things aside, brothers, let's go eat these fat sheep and discuss other matters later!"

Everyone said in unison: "Listen to the master!"

……

Dorgon did not expect that he would become a fat sheep.

He was trudging on the mountain road with some difficulty. Because of the heat and the inconvenience of walking on a long distance, the armor on his body was taken off and carried by his guards. He wore a brocade suit and carried a sword with him.

After several times of chasing and killing by the Ming army, the number of people around me became less and less. Except for the lingering pursuers, what I never expected was that the village brave crops along the way became the biggest obstacle. All kinds of copycat bandit dens were more or less notified by the local bureaucrats anyway, to intercept and kill all the Qing soldiers who were alone. pioneer.

After several sneak attacks and ambushes, these bandits, whom Dorgon had looked down upon in the past, cost the lives of a large number of Qing soldiers. Soldiers were killed and injured almost every day, until they left the main line of Luliang Mountain and entered the hills on the west side of the mountain. The area is sparsely populated due to the disaster, and the talents of Dorgon breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this time, there were no more than twenty people following him.

The majestic regent of the Qing Dynasty, one person is under ten thousand people, if he goes out, he will be inferior to the emperor, if he enters, he will enjoy the supreme luxury, if he is happy, he will forgive the world, and if he is angry, he will lie down for thousands of miles. The King Regent who trembled and did not dare to raise his head, whose majesty covered the world, was now ashamed and blood-stained. Although he was dressed in brocade robes, he was in a state of embarrassment, without the appearance of a prince.

But after leaving the mountains, at least there are no large groups of bandits making trouble, and it is much safer. Although the bare land here is thousands of miles away, uninhabited, and there is no food or drink, the Jurchens are all men who grew up in the mountains. They have many ways to survive, and it is a bit harder. It doesn't matter, it's not like Dorgon has never suffered.

Gritting his teeth, Dorgon led Luo Shi and others and moved forward among the undulating hills. If they walked quickly, they would see the Great Wall after walking for more than 200 miles. Beyond the wall, the grassland was right in front of them.

The Horqin tribe can be trusted, even if the Mongols on the grassland are rebellious, they will not rebel. So many princesses have married, and so many Mongolian princesses have married, the blood of the two sides has long been connected and inseparable.

The formation of more than twenty people, seen from the hill, is nothing more than a row of small black spots like ants.

Li Dayuzi squinted his eyes and lay down in the grass for a while, then slapped the messenger who sent the letter across the face.

"Fat sheep? Is this a fat sheep?" He scolded, "Are you fucking blind!? This is a Tartar, a real Tartar with braids!"

That guy covered his face, and stammeringly argued, "They don't look like tartars from a distance, besides, there are only twenty or so of them..."

"Twenty or so are also Tartars, don't you know how ruthless Tartars are? This business is too dangerous, so don't do it!" Li Dazi retreated.

He pretended to leave, but saw that no one else moved.

Li Daquan became angry: "What? You fucking greedy? Be careful with your heads!"

A man raised his head and said sinisterly: "Master, if you are afraid, just leave by yourself. We won't leave. It's been so many days. It's easy to see someone who is on the right track. If you let go, you will be struck by lightning."

The other also said: "Yes, master, if you leave, you won't have your share in this trip. Also, the property in the cottage will be treated as your gift to us. You have to leave naked!"

Li Dayu was angry and anxious, these bastards simply didn't take themselves seriously, how the hell can they bear it?

When he stood up, he was about to get angry, but the old man came over to persuade him again: "Hey, hey, don't say a few words, you two too, how did you talk to the big master? Is the big master like that? The big master wants Take us to eat and drink spicy food, sleep the most juicy girl in the city, quickly apologize to the big boss! But the big boss, did you still do this job? Look, those tartars are walking in all directions, probably where is it? Many of the defeated soldiers came with big burdens on their backs, and most of them also brought the looted treasures, what a god-sent opportunity!"

A few more people joined in, and Li Dayu looked at everyone with a look of jealousy and anxiety, thinking that if he really walked like this, he might not be able to walk a hundred steps alive, and he would be chopped alive by these animals up.

There are more than 100 people under him, dozens of them are military men who have been soldiers. They are ruthless and reckless about the consequences. No one, no matter how strong, would stand by his side.

"You have to think clearly, they are Tatars!" After thinking for a while, Li Daqianzi squatted down again and said fiercely: "Don't regret it then!"

Everyone laughed, and someone said: "What about the Tartars? The trap we set up can catch even four-legged wolves, let alone two-legged people? If you are the master, you can lead us to do it!"

"Yeah, let's do it!!"

Mr. Li gritted his teeth, settled down, and ordered: "You, you, you, and you, take ten people to be responsible for throwing stones over there, you, you, you, take ten people to the other side , After the mechanism is activated, throw stones fiercely, and the rest of the people will follow me down. Since we are going to do it today, don't leave any troubles! No one will be left alive!"

All the bandits agreed in unison and went as ordered.

On the road at the foot of the mountain, Li Daqianzi was a man with a narrow mind. In order to save effort and deal with the big merchants who had many guards, he led his people to dig pits on the road and set up traps. There would be no way to survive if you fell into it. Even if you are invincible, you will not be able to escape from the earth-made pit even if you are made of steel and iron.

Dorgon didn't know that there was actually a group of bandits waiting for him who were about to go crazy with hunger.

A cloud floated over, blocked the drowsy hot sun, and cast a shadow on the ground. In the shadow, the Qing soldiers who opened the way stepped on the trap camouflaged with thin branches and thin soil, and fell into it. pit,
This kind of trap is a chain, the pit with a strong structure is at the front, people walk through it, it’s okay, keep walking, go to the back, step on the thin one, they will fall in, there is a chain of lasso in the thin one, people will be crushed after falling Hold the lasso, pull the well-structured pit, and sink the people following into the pit.

The ground seems to have opened a hole suddenly, swallowing more than a dozen Qing soldiers in one go. There are sharpened branches at the bottom of the pit.

Dorgon was walking behind and when he saw this scene, he retreated reflexively. As he retreated, he drew his sword and looked around coldly.

Then his eyes widened suddenly, and he saw many heads popping up on both sides of the road, with hideous faces holding up big stones and throwing them towards him.

While protecting him, Luo Shi was hit in the head by a boulder, and his head was bleeding.

"Is it the Ming army?" Dorgon was shocked and angry, and quickly denied himself: "It's a little thief!"

On the hillsides on both sides, people in ragged clothes rushed down, brandishing knives, their eyes shining, and shouting words such as "buying money".

"Let's go!" Rosh shouted, and the rest of the soldiers blocked the swarming bandits, desperately telling Dorgon to go.

Dorgon, however, was unafraid. How could a brave warrior be afraid of these thieves?retreat?That's a shame!
"Fight!" Dorgon stood behind Rosh with a strong body, protecting his back, and violently chopped a bandit who was trying to sneak attack in two: "Kill them all!"

The bandits surrounded them on all sides, armed with guns and clubs. Some of them were brave, but seeing that the Qing soldiers were few, they dared to charge and kill them head-on.

"The idea is hard!" A bandit exclaimed, blood flew up, and the speaker fell to the ground clutching his neck.

The people around Dorgon are all Baiba Yala guards selected from the vest, and all of them are veterans with superb martial arts skills. When dealing with these bandits, even if there are deserters from the Ming army among them, and there are few people, they will not be defeated. After a few fights, it actually seemed like turning defense into offense.

The experienced bandit followed Li Daquanzi, and was terrified to see it. First of all, he was persuaded and wanted to persuade Li Daquanzi to leave.

Li Dayuzi had counseled beforehand, but at this moment he could see it clearly, and scolded angrily: "Go away, mother! Can you go? When the other brigade comes over, no one will be able to escape if the cavalry chases you! If you want to do it, you must do it. Leave traces, his mother, have you been a bandit for nothing for so many years?"

He took out a package of things from his pocket and shouted: "The idea is hard! Everyone use some gray flour!"

Gray surface, Jianghu cut, synonymous with quicklime.

With a wave of his hand, Li Dazi rushed forward cursingly, and threw a bag of lime at Dorgon's face. Dorgon didn't see what it was, and swung his knife instinctively.

The white smoke seemed to explode, covering Dorgon's face.

(End of this chapter)