My father Yongle, building a five-good family

Chapter 96: Capturing the Son of Grand Tutor Alutai

While Zhu Gaoyu was still observing the structure of the earthen fort, after these days of training, Chen Gensheng had become the new head of Taoli Village.

He is calm and taciturn by nature. When dealing with things, except for being a little flustered in the beginning, once he becomes familiar with it, he fully utilizes his talents to plan everything in the manor in an orderly manner.

But today, it was the first time that Zhu Gaoyu saw such a solemn look on Chen Gensheng's face.

He thought about how he felt just now, and suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Zhu Gaoyu stopped smiling and asked, "What's going on?"

Chen Gensheng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then squeezed out a voice from his dry throat:
"Your Highness, the laborers who went out sent news that they saw traces of the Tatars."

Zhu Gaoyu clenched his hands tightly in his sleeves, and his palms were sweating.
"How's the laborer?"

When this was mentioned, Chen Gensheng's expression relaxed a little:
"The laborers discovered it quickly, and since they were close to the guards of the earthen fort, they used the guards' muskets to scare the Tatars, and they returned."

Zhu Gaoyu's hands loosened slightly, but his heartbeat was still beating like a drum.

Judging from the speed of the Tatars, they have probably surrounded Zhuangzi by now.

Zhuangzi was outside the city, so it would take some time for people inside to discover him and rush over.

Just hold on for a while...

Thinking of the matchlock gun in the manor, Zhu Gaoyu's heart rate barely returned to normal.

But when he thought that this was his first face-to-face battle with the Tatars, Zhu Gaoyu couldn't tell whether he was more nervous or excited.

……

the other side.

When Abuji'an arrived in front of the village, he saw the earthen fortress standing tall in front of him, and his face turned dark in an instant.

He turned his head and looked at the subordinate who had proposed to rob the manor, and asked:
"Is this the Zhuangzi you were talking about?!"

Whose farm would be built like an airtight earthen fortress?
Is it because you have too much money and have no place to spend it?
The strangest thing is that this earth fort does not look like ordinary yellow mud surface, but has a gray tone.

This earthen fort looked ordinary, even covered with sand, dust and frost, but when Abu Zhi'an tried to shoot an arrow, the ordinary arrow could not even penetrate the surface of the earthen fort.

In just a moment, Abji realized that perhaps the thing in front of him was inseparable from the rumored concrete.

Seeing that ordinary arrows had no effect at all, the subordinates nearby became a little uneasy:

"Taiji, are we still going to attack this village? Why do I always feel that... this village is a little bit weird?"

Abjiang looked at the concrete, feeling unwilling.

As the son of the Tatar Grand Tutor, he was considered an knowledgeable nobleman, but this was the first time he had seen concrete.

But even with such a brief meeting, I could already feel the huge benefits contained therein.

But the Zhuangzi in front of us is obviously the closest lever to leverage this interest.

He gritted his teeth and said coldly, "We have to try it to know if it works or not!"

Seeing that Abu Ji'ang had made up his mind, the rest of his subordinates kept silent and drew out their arrows in unison. These arrows were slightly different from the previous ones, as the arrowheads were wrapped in grease-soaked cloth.

As the arrows were lit, they shot into the earthen fort like flowing fire.

It was at this time that the sound of arrows breaking through the air was heard from the corner tower next to it.

The guards in the manor... went out.

Abji and his companions were a little panicked at first, but they soon discovered that the archers on the corner tower were not as scary as they had imagined.

After all, the guards were only trained through cramming in a short period of time, and they only specialized in firearms.

Compared with a small group of elite soldiers like Abujiwo, there is still some gap.

I saw Abji'an riding a vigorous Mongolian horse, retreating a distance away, and then he laughed out loud:
"Is this the armament of the Ming Dynasty? It looks like nothing more than that! If the Ming Dynasty's garrison troops were all like you, it wouldn't take long for my Khan's cavalry to march south again. The glory of the Golden Family will surely shine on the Central Plains again!"

When Zhu Gaoyu heard this, his face turned green.

He poked a big speaker out of a window of the earthen fort:

"Fuck your grandma's Golden Family! Don't bully me for being ignorant! Gui Chili's lineage was not born by the first wife at all! Alutai probably doesn't like Gui Chili!"

"Also, who told you that this is the strength of the garrison? Go south? Go south, you idiot! If you have the guts, come back in a few years and my father will beat you down without me having to do anything! Bah! You bastard!"

I have to say that Zhu Gaoyu's simple loudspeaker was quite useful.

At least when it comes to competing in voice, he is actually on par with Abujiwo.

After hearing Zhu Gaoyu's call, Abji'an's expression changed unpredictably.

Who is speaking?

Why do you know so much about what’s going on inside Tatar?
And who is the father he is talking about?

A flash of inspiration seemed to pass through Abuji's mind, but because the opportunity was too short, he was unable to grasp it.

But one thing is beyond doubt at this moment.

That is the little brat shouting in the earthen fort. He must be a descendant of Ming Dynasty nobles, or even a royal relative.

After being humiliated by Zhu Gaoyu's verbal attack, Abuji'an's face suddenly realized what was going on and turned ugly.

He waved his hand, and flaming arrows once again fell into the village surrounded by earth walls.

Abji'an could even imagine the chaotic scene of soldiers and horses falling to the ground through the smoke inside the earthen wall. In his opinion, Zhu Gaoyu had nothing but a solid earthen fortress.

If it weren't for the Datong City behind him, Abuji'an would have been confident that he could break into the earthen fort and capture that rude boy alive.

At this gap, a row of black spots suddenly appeared on the city wall.

Zhu Gaoyu stood on the city wall, and Xiao Jixiang behind him was looking at the Tatars not far away, and he couldn't help but feel like shivering.

But seeing that His Highness remained unmoved, he took half a step forward and tremblingly blocked Zhu Gaoyu behind him.

Although I am a eunuch and a person without roots, I am not a person without seeds!
Zhu Gaoyu looked at Kuai Fu beside him and whispered:
"Can we hit him at this distance?"

Kuai Fu was a craftsman, and his eyes were like a ruler. He used his eyesight to measure the distance and gave a positive answer:

"The distance of the matchlock gun is about thirty feet. The current distance is just right."

Zhu Gaoyu made up his mind and gave an order. The sounds of countless black gunpowder explosions mixed together, like an earth-shaking earthquake, and rang out directly on this small battlefield.

Even though the war horses under Abuji and his companions had undergone rigorous training, they were still a little disturbed when they heard the noise.

Moreover, many of his subordinates were accidentally hit by the dense stray bullets, and they cried out in pain, and their clothes were instantly soaked with blood.

Abji'an's face suddenly turned ugly.

He looked at the subordinate who had made the proposal just now, and tried to hold back, but still couldn't help it and slapped him.

"This is called a Dai Wang's manor? Whose manor is built like an earthen fort? Whose manor has so many muskets? What the hell is this?"

As soon as the words fell, the subordinate covered his face:
"Taiji, shall we still fight?"

Abji'an narrowed his eyes and hesitated for a while, but finally gritted his teeth and said:

"Let's go! There's something wrong with their muskets, and with such a big battle here, I'm afraid it won't be long before the garrison troops in Datong City chase us out. Let's retreat..."

Abu Zhiwo didn't say anything, but Zhu Gaoyu on the other side seemed to have already seen through his thoughts.

There was only a muffled sound, and a bronze cannon with wheels underneath was slowly pushed out, pulled by many guards and refugees.

The moment Abjiang saw the cannon, his pupils suddenly contracted and he turned around to flee, forgetting to alert his subordinates around him.

Faced with such a cannon, everyone was a little scared.

This thing has never been used since it was made.

But when Zhu Gaoyu saw that Abu Zhi'an wanted to escape, he became furious!
Zhu Gaoyu stepped forward, and, following the method he had learned from the Sultan some days ago, he aimed somewhat awkwardly - and lit the fire!
"boom--"

Several stones on the earthen fort fell down.

This hastily fired shell undoubtedly missed the target.

Abji was looking at the holes around him, his heart pounding.

Just a little bit...

Just a little bit different...

It was almost over!

His hands and feet felt weak and he turned around, wanting to take a last look at Zhu Gaoyu.

Being forced into such a situation by a little kid, I feel like I will never forget this shame in my life.

For what happened today, he will pay you back a hundredfold someday!
Thinking of this, Abu Ji'an looked carefully and saw a little boy on the city wall pulling a strong bow with a serious expression, and his eyes met his.

For a moment, my scalp went numb.

But at this moment, the whistling arrow had already come to his side with the sound of breaking through the air.

Amid the aftershocks of the artillery shells, Abji heard the sound of flesh and blood bursting.

As the pain came, he suddenly realized that an arrow had pierced his arm, which was tightly holding the reins, and his hand subconsciously loosened.

Abuji'an was not paying attention for a moment and fell to the ground.

But it's not over yet.

After Zhu Gaoyu drew his bow, the refugees in the guard corps picked up their matchlocks and shot at Abji'an without caring whether they could hit the target or not.

They finally realized that among this group of Tatars, Abujiwo had the highest status.

Abji'an looked at the rain of bullets in the sky with a look of despair on his face.

It’s over.

It's really over now.

For Zhu Gaoyu, the following scenes should be blurred to protect the healthy psychological growth of the child.

It’s a pity...he watched the whole thing.

Zhu Gaoyu felt a little nauseous, but his mind was bubbling with beauty as if he was schizophrenic.

Caught a big one.

He is really going to get rich this time!
Hey! That Tatar, don't die yet!
The price is higher if caught alive!
The second update is here, see you all tomorrow!

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