The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 69: Blue Banner

"Lord Beile, a large number of Ming troops have been spotted fifty miles ahead."

"Judging from their flags, they should be the Jinzhou Guards and Fuzhou Guards, with a total number of about 6,000 to 7,000 people."

The sound of horse hooves could be heard, and a sturdy scout wearing a blue helmet came galloping over. He suppressed his physical fatigue and reported everything in detail.

"Everyone, get on your horses, target the Ming army camp."

After finishing the dried venison on the plate in a few bites, Amin, the leader of the Bordered Blue Banner, mounted his horse, waved the whip in his hand and gave orders.

Four or five days ago, Amin led seven or eight thousand soldiers of the Bordered Blue Banner and charged forward, breaking through Lianshan Pass, Ximu City, and Gaizhou, heading straight for Yongning City, where Manggurtai disappeared.

At this moment, six or seven thousand Ming troops are right before his eyes. Faced with such fat meat at his fingertips, Amin, who is eager to achieve greater achievements, will never let it go!
"Boom!"

The sky was filled with smoke and dust, covering the entire sky and the sun. A soldier of the Blue Banner riding two horses pulled the reins with both hands, lightly squeezed the horse's belly, and galloped towards Yongning City.

The blue flags fluttered in the breeze, like a blue ocean surging in, carrying an unstoppable momentum to destroy everything, making people afraid.

"Run as fast as a rabbit."

Half an hour later, Yongning City was in sight, but the Ming army camp was empty. Amin, furious, ignored everything and followed the traces on the road, vowing to swallow this piece of fat meat.

As for Yongning City, it was just a group of rebels, and Amin did not take it seriously. The most urgent task was to encircle and suppress the Ming army soldiers who fled and eliminate the last Ming army in southern Liaoning.

"Brother Liang, the Eight Banners of the Later Jin Jiannu really live up to their reputation. No wonder the Ming Dynasty suffered defeat after defeat. It's not unfair for them to lose!"

"Each of them is an entry-level warrior, and there are quite a few of them who are at the seventh and eighth levels of martial arts. Fortunately, I didn't fight them head-on, otherwise my victory would have been a miserable one."

Lying on the parapet, Shitou, dressed in bright silver armor, looked at the blue-bordered soldiers galloping past him. The pride and complacency that had just risen in his heart melted away like ice and snow.

The murderous aura, the cold and bloodthirsty eyes, and the superb horsemanship all show that the Eight Banners before them are the most powerful army at the moment, without a doubt.

"The Later Jin Jiannu still has some strengths to be able to compete with the Ming Dynasty."

With his long hair tied up with a wooden hairpin, Shen Yuanliang, dressed in black, pinched his chin and looked solemnly at the soldiers of the Bordered Blue Banner who were sweeping past the city like a giant dragon.

After the Sky Rift disaster, the Later Jin Jiannu rose rapidly under the leadership of Nurhaci. Shen Yuanliang would never believe it if someone said they had no entanglement with the Abyss Demon Clan.

The entire Eight Banners has 60,000 to 70,000 people, which is equivalent to 60,000 to 70,000 well-trained warriors. Coupled with the sturdy armor, such a powerful force makes Shen Yuanliang feel a little uneasy.

"Kill them! Catching the Ming troops, don't let them escape."

A quarter of an hour later, the vanguard of the Bordered Blue Banner had caught up with the Jinzhou Guards and Fuzhou Guards, biting their tails fiercely, and quickly harvesting the heads of the Ming army with their machetes.

Like cutting wheat, more than a thousand Ming soldiers in the rear fell down in groups without a splash.

"boom!"

The city gate made of fine steel was slammed shut. Those who had escaped death dropped their weapons, collapsed on the ground, and gasped for breath.

"It's so close, just one step away!"

Ouyang Zerong, the garrison commander of Fuzhou Guard, and Tan Taiming, the garrison commander of Jinzhou Guard, looked at each other and finally settled down at the towering and solid Jingbian Fort beneath their feet.

To be honest, they were just a local garrison army, affiliated with the Five Military Commandery, not a battle-hardened frontier army. The soldiers in the army only looked okay on the surface, and they had not been trained for a long time, so they were completely vulnerable to the fierce Eight Banners.

"Now how to do?"

After a short rest, Ouyang Zerong, the garrison commander of Fuzhou, looked around and asked with a frown, but everyone hung their heads with a look of confusion in their eyes.

They were planning a good journey to quell the rebellion, but unexpectedly they ran into the Later Jin Dynasty. They ran away in panic and are still in shock now!
"We can only hold on and wait for help. With the city wall under our feet, it won't be a problem to stop the Later Jin Jiannu."

"It's just that we don't have much food left. We can't hold out for much longer."

Patting the solid wall in front of him, Jinzhou Guard Commander Tan Tai Ming let out a long sigh, feeling a little regretful.

I don't know whether he regretted coming here to quell the rebellion, or regretted not training his soldiers well, which led to today's disaster. Or maybe both!

"We are all here, what about Jinzhouwei and Fuzhouwei?"

Looking at the surging Blue Banner, Ouyang Zerong's heart sank. He rubbed his aching head and asked with a headache.

Jinzhou Guards and Fuzhou Guards almost sent out all their forces, without much defensive power. If the Later Jin and Jiannu attacked, wouldn't they be easily defeated?

All of their properties, wives, children and elders are there. Thinking of this, everyone's eyes were dull, not knowing what to do.
As for risky rescue, no one said anything!
"Aobai, surround the Jingbian Fort in front of us and don't let any Ming soldiers escape."

In the endless fields, Amin, who tried his best to hurry, could only watch the Jinzhou Guards and Fuzhou Guards hide in Jingbian Fort, and he was very annoyed.

For the brave and warlike soldiers of the Eight Banners, they preferred to annihilate the enemy in the wild rather than attacking cities, especially strong cities like Jingbian Fort.

Every siege meant heavy casualties, and the sparsely populated Later Jin Jiannu could not afford such heavy losses.

As the sky gradually darkened, the soldiers of the Bordered Blue Banner built barracks three miles away from Jingbian Fort. With deep trenches, tall arrow towers, dense chevaux de frise, etc., the entire camp looked like a hedgehog.

"Lord Beile, the fortified city is difficult to capture right now. Why don't we take advantage of the situation and attack Jinzhouwei and Fuzhouwei?"

"Then use the people and craftsmen of Jinzhouwei and Fuzhouwei to build siege equipment, and finally annihilate them in one fell swoop, and take all of Liaonan into your possession."

In the brightly lit central army tent, the bearded and burly deputy general Aobai pointed at the map on the table and made a suggestion with his fist as big as a casserole.

The city wall of Hetuala, the capital of the Later Jin Dynasty, was only ten feet high. To be honest, they didn't want to touch this tough nut to crack, but they had to.

After occupying southern Liaoning, the Later Jin could threaten the Ming army's areas outside the Great Wall from the north, south and east directions, and from a strategic perspective overlook the hundreds of thousands of Guanning troops, creating favorable conditions for the Later Jin to occupy all areas outside the Great Wall.

"Okay, that's a good plan you have."

"I'll leave this matter to you. Four days. You only have four days."

Amin, who was walking around anxiously, heard Oboi's plan. His gloomy face suddenly turned into a smile, and he excitedly patted his shoulder and gave an order.

Of the four great beiles of the Later Jin Dynasty, except for him, the remaining three were all sons of Nurhaci, so that the Bordered Blue Banner was slightly unpopular.

In order to consolidate his position and prevent others from getting angry, Amin had no choice but to build more achievements to shut others up.

(End of this chapter)