Chapter 177: Chasing the enemy to the north, pouring water into the hanging river
Dong Huli was caught off guard by the bad news and his mind went blank.
He tried hard to collect his thoughts.
Suddenly, I heard another sharp sound, which suddenly filled my ears.
He looked around blankly at the panic-stricken people around him.
His eldest son, Bazhahei, seemed to be impatiently asking the visitor to confirm something. He had an anxious look on his face and his mouth kept opening and closing.
The followers seemed to have lost their backbone and looked around in fear like headless flies.
The troops farther away had no idea what was being passed around by word of mouth, but they only saw someone holding the reins, ready to move.
The night fell on the sky, and the sound of people talking and horses neighing made the place a chaotic mess.
Zheng!
The sound of a sword being drawn from its sheath suddenly rang out.
Everyone turned their heads subconsciously.
Under the moonlight, a cold light shone in everyone's eyes.
What followed was boiling blood, splattering on the ground, horses, bodies, and faces.
With a click, the head fell slowly to the ground, and the headless body gushed out and fell to the ground soon after.
The noise was the loudest just now, but in the blink of an eye, it stopped abruptly.
at the same time.
All eyes were focused on Dong Fox.
The ringing in Dong Huli's ears had not yet disappeared, but it did not affect his ferocity at all: "I'm still alive, who dares to mourn for me!"
Everyone was speechless, and only the whirring sounds of the horses under their crotches could be heard.
"Why are you yelling! If you lose your son, you can have another one! If you lose your treasures and women, you can rob them again! There are thousands of good men among us, there is nothing we can't rob!"
"If you cry for me again and mess up your formation, don't blame me for killing you all with my sword."
The people around were originally terrified, but when they saw that their leader still had the courage to kill people, they became excited and followed his example to restrain their horses and scold their men.
At this time, Bazhahei, the eldest son of Dong Huli, had just finished confirming the details.
He rode up to Dong Huli and said directly: "Abu, we must beg Qingbadu'er for protection!"
Outsiders were intimidated by Dong Huli's tyranny and dared not express their anxiety, so it was most appropriate for Bazhahei, his biological son, to say this.
Starting with him, everyone else followed suit and expressed their opinions.
"En Xiang, Changang and Wulusihan have both betrayed Changshengtian. We can't go back."
"En Xiang, let's go quickly. This must be the revenge of the Han people! When the sun rises, I'm afraid the Han people inside the Great Wall will chase us out."
Dong Huli put away the blood-stained knife.
He gritted his teeth and rubbed his ears: "Bah! Qingbadu'er is also a son of a bitch."
After hearing this, the tribesmen wanted to say something, but they were afraid of being hit by a knife, so they had to keep their lips pursed and remain silent.
Dong Fox grimaced for a while before he felt the tinnitus subside.
He perked up and spoke again, rejecting the previous proposal: "We have been patrolling in Jizhou for such a long time, and we haven't seen any movement of Han people going out of the border."
"Now the Han people have suddenly found their way behind our ditch. Which road can they take?"
When the tribesmen heard this, they were all shocked.
Bazhahei was stunned and said, "Abu is saying that Qingbaduer betrayed us? What good will this do them?!"
Dong Huli snorted coldly: "Wulingha is at least one of the 60,000 households in Mongolia. After wavering back and forth over the years, they were eaten up by Altan Khan and the Great Khan, leaving only 60,000 people."
"In recent years, I decided to surrender to the Khan, and Altan Khan showed his fangs like a wild dog, forcing Qingbaduer to marry his daughter to Changang in order to contain us."
"Benefits? Altan Khan is not only our Khan now, but also the Shunyi King of the Han people. If our pastoral areas are occupied by the Han people, can the Han people still manage themselves?"
In times of crisis, if the leader can remain calm, everyone below him will inevitably be infected.
After the initial panic, everyone began to think about their way out.
"Enxiang, Qingbadu'er is not a human being. Let's follow Subahai and go north to hide for a while. We can come back after the Han people leave."
As soon as he finished speaking, he was rejected by Dong Huli.
He shook his head grimly: "If that bastard Subahai knows our details, he will definitely take our horses away and leave us behind. Do you really want that bastard to follow us?"
"Besides, there is no dangerous terrain to the north. If someone follows us in the ditch and sends firearms and cavalry to chase us, we won't be able to get very far."
The more I thought about it, the worse the situation seemed.
The geography of heading north was well understood by everyone present.
The Three Guards of Doyan were driven here from the north by the Wanhu of Chahar.
The two guards of Taining and Fuyu were completely devoured by the Mongolian left wing because they had no terrain obstacles.
Only Duoyan Guard, relying on the Yanshan terrain, has retained its headquarters under the command of Dong Huli until now.
Therefore, if we really flee northward, we will probably not end up well if we are caught up by the Han people.
Bazhahei was getting more and more anxious, and urged, "Abu, make a decision quickly!"
Dong Fox thought for a long time and remained silent.
After a while.
Dong Huli finally came up with an idea: "Let's go! First follow that bastard Su Bahai and get out of the sight of the Han people before daybreak."
"As soon as the day breaks, we will abandon our tents and supplies and set off on horseback!"
The people around him quickly stopped Dong Huli who was about to leave, and explained carefully: "Enxiang needs to tell us how to go, so that we can explain the retreat plan to our brothers in the tribe."
Dong Huli gritted his teeth and said, "Go find Gong Nan!"
After saying this, he turned his horse around and called on his subordinates to head straight in the direction where they should leave.
……
After dawn.
Twenty-three miles away from Xifengkou, Qi Jiguang looked at the abandoned supplies on the ground and thought it was a pity.
If we had received the news earlier, when Su Beihai, Heishitan, Beima Taiji and Laxi Taiji withdrew yesterday, we could have stopped Dong Huli's troops at the Great Wall. Then things would have been simple - the Tatars had no discipline in withdrawing, let alone several of them withdrawing together.
Of course, there was nothing that could be done about it. It was impossible for Hu Shouren to stop a single Tartar and not let them go, and it was impossible for him to get the news before Dong Huli who was outside the Great Wall.
"Qi Shuai, go in this direction."
Of course, the old guard who were there to explore for traces were indispensable.
After all, there were several thousand cavalrymen, and they quickly figured out the direction they were heading - in fact, the 3,000 light cavalrymen in the front army had already caught up with them, while the middle and rear armies were only half a step slower.
Qi Jiguang looked in the direction Dong Huli fled and began to think quietly.
Zhang Gong, the deputy general of Jizhen, frowned and said, "They didn't go north. They are going back to Wansonggou. They want to fight with General Hu before we catch up with them?"
The biggest advantage of the Tatars facing the Ming Dynasty's border troops is that they can come and go like the wind.
Not to mention that the border troops usually have to guard the pass, even if they are all cavalry, they cannot match the marching speed of the Tatars.
If Dong Fox wanted to take back his old nest and defend it with the help of the dangerous Yanshan Mountain, he might have a chance.
After all, there is always a time lag between the two.
Qi Jiguang shook his head: "Wansonggou is a dangerous place that is easy to defend for Dong Huli, and it is also a dangerous place that is easy to defend for General Hu."
"General Hu was able to seize the city quickly because, firstly, Dong Huli brought out the elite troops of his headquarters, and secondly, Chang Ang and Wulusihan cooperated with him."
"Now that Fox Dong wants to take it back quickly, it's impossible to take it down quickly."
"If we can't attack for a long time, we will be double-teamed from front and back."
The headquarters of Doyanwei is located in Wansonggou. The saying "thousands of pines are dense and lush, and it is impossible to enter" just shows how dangerous it is.
There is Hulushan Valley in the southeast of the gully. The valley has two entrances. The narrow one is only twenty feet wide, while the middle one is wide and shaped like a gourd. The one near the entrance is called Huangya Valley, and it connects to Gubeikou in the southeast.
There are gullies, mountains, cliffs and valleys here, which can be said to be natural dangers. No one can conquer it by force.
Therefore, if Dong Huli goes back, he will only be seeking death.
Zhang Gong, deputy general of Jizhen, thought for a moment and suddenly an idea came to him.
He speculated, "Qi Shuai! This fellow might be looking for trouble!"
"Dong Huli's brothers, Mengke, Menggudai, and Makochi, were all swallowed up by Qingbaduer. There is nothing we can do to help them."
"The only thing that can help him now is probably to make trouble!"
Yingke had three sons, Changang and Mangjir were the legitimate sons.
The third son, Gongnan, was the son born from Yingke's forced separation from his aunt (his mother's younger sister), Bohu. He separated from his mother early on.
It would have been fine if they had just split up the family, but he had always relied on the purity of the bloodline obtained from the intercourse of his relatives, and repeatedly colluded with Dong Huli, persuading Dong Huli to kill Chang Ang and let him annex the family.
This person will definitely take in Dong Huli and defend the dangerous place with him.
"Anyway, they can't escape from these families. Gongnan, Changtu, and Chahalai are all the bandits we need to destroy this time."
Qi Jiguang nodded when he heard this, and was not too worried about who Dong Huli would join.
The division of the pastoral area of Doyanwei had been decided long ago. Apart from Wansonggou, the headquarters, there was no strategic place that could support thousands of people - otherwise, except for the headquarters, the rest would not have been swallowed up by the left and right wings of Mongolia.
Qi Jiguang jumped on his horse and gave orders: "Send flags to all the troops to catch up quickly! The rear troops should take the baggage and follow closely behind!"
"Hurry up and catch up with the enemy army!"
Tens of thousands of infantry and cavalry on the grassland obeyed the order in silence, but under the sky, bear flags and bird banners were lined up in neat rows, and after a long blast of horns, they moved forward like arms.
……
One day later.
Qi Jiguang finally caught up with Dong Huli.
Unfortunately, the Tatars rode their horses as fast as the wind, and Dong Huli had already entered Gongnan’s pastureland.
The two sides worked together to fortify the city and clear the fields, and set up camp at the foot of the mountain overnight in an attempt to resist the royal army.
Qi Jiguang stopped his horse and looked at the hill on the other side with a telescope: "What is the name of this hill?"
Someone familiar with geography immediately spoke up, "General Qi, this mountain is named Red Mountain because it is red in color. The southern slope is a steep cliff that is difficult for people to pass through. The northern slope is a steep slope that is the only way to enter the village. It is easy to defend but difficult to attack."
Zhang Gong, the deputy general of Jizhen, quickly requested: "General Qi, this place is much easier to fight than Wansonggou. Although it is a steep slope, it is in full view and there is no danger or obstacle. We can break through it with one charge."
"Gongnan's army has no more than 9,000 young and strong men and 500 cavalry. Now that Dong Huli has joined forces, we can defeat him in the blink of an eye. I will divide my 8,000 men and help General Qi defeat the enemy today!"
Qi Jiguang shook his head and handed the telescope to Zhang Gong.
He gave orders to his left and right: "Set up camp here and resupply! Get the rear army's baggage and assemble firearms and cannons!"
Zhang Gong was surprised when he heard this.
He picked up the telescope and looked towards Red Mountain.
On the northern hillside, thousands of camels, cows and sheep were lying on the ground with their feet tied, with boxes and sundries placed on their backs. They seemed to be covered with a layer of fire-proof material such as wet felt. They were arranged in a circle, tightly wrapping the entire hillside and forming a thick line of defense.
When he looked around, he could see the enemy troops were reinforcing their defense line.
In front of the hillside was a natural deep trench paved only with wooden planks, allowing the enemy to withdraw at any time. At the same time, they could also charge forward with light cavalry from a high position at any time.
Behind the hillside is a dense forest, which serves as a support for the bandit army.
This is what is meant by “seeking deep trenches in the mountains and forests, and setting up camp in dangerous places”.
Zhang Gong put down the telescope and sighed.
As he said, this is much better than the natural danger of Wansong Valley, which is only twenty feet narrow.
But looking at the layout, it can't be broken through in one charge. Without a tough battle, I'm afraid we can't take this camel city.
Thinking of this, Zhang Gong turned his horse around and began to arrange his troops.
at the same time.
Dong Huli was behind the hillside when he saw a dark cloud of military formation approaching from afar, and his heart suddenly jumped.
He quickly stopped Gong Nan and said, "I see the dust behind the Han bandits' formation, it looks like a chariot. Tell them to prepare antlers, chevaux de frise, and iron traps to prevent them from attacking."
Gong Nan was in a panic for a moment.
It took him a while to calm down and give instructions to his subordinates.
He looked solemnly at the Han bandits who had set up camp at the foot of the mountain, and tightly grasped Dong Huli's arm: "Uncle, you said we only need to hold out for three to five days. What if the Khan doesn't come to help us after three to five days?"
Dong Huli broke free from his pull and said earnestly, "It's hard to believe me. If the Han thieves could kill us without restraint, why would they wait until now? When Altan Khan surrendered, they also cleared us out. Aren't they afraid of the Khan?"
"Now that the Khan wants me to unite the Wuliangha households and work for him, how can he just sit back and do nothing about me?"
After hearing this, Gong Nan finally felt a little relieved.
However, with the lingering fear, he still snorted coldly: "Uncle had believed me and killed Chang Ang, so why did he lose his hometown and come to me for help?"
A hint of annoyance flashed across Dong Fox's eyes.
At least he suppressed it, forced a smile, and said soothingly: "When the Han thieves retreat, I will take you to see the Khan. We uncles and nephews will be united for the time being. After we reorganize the Wuliangha Wanhu, we will hand it over to Gongnan."
After hearing this, Gong Nan nodded with satisfaction.
Seeing that Gong Nan had been pacified, Dong Huli gave many more important instructions, including clearing away the surrounding trees to prevent fire. For the same reason, the wet felt should be soaked in water on time to prevent fire. Also, light cavalry could be sent to charge the camp from time to time to disrupt the Han bandits' formation.
After all the explanations, Dong Huli finally felt a wave of tiredness rising up.
He pulled the corner of his mouth and asked, "Auntie, how are you doing recently?"
Gong Nan saw Dong Huli sweating profusely, and knew that this uncle was not only nervous, but also exhausted physically, and needed to rest for a while. He nodded and said, "Now that Bohu is my wife, you don't have to call me aunt, just call me by my name. I'll have someone take you to see her."
After saying this, he ordered his attendants to take this uncle to the village to rest for a while.
After Dong Fox left.
Gong Nan stayed alone, looking at the southerner at the foot of the hill with a serious expression.
……
At noon, Gong Nan led 2,000 cavalrymen, rushed down the slope, and attacked the Ming army's camp which had not yet been established.
The Han army was caught off guard and had to abandon the camp and retreat.
Gong Nan was overjoyed and broke into the central army camp.
As soon as they got deeper, bows, crossbows, gunshots and stones came at them like a sudden rain. Wherever the arrows and stones fell, people and horses fell.
The feathered arrows from the divine arm bow were eight feet long and shot across the sky. When they encountered the Tatars, five, six, seven or eight of them actually went straight through them.
Gong Nan was unable to see the light, so he immediately led his troops to flee in panic.
More than seventy bodies of soldiers and horses were left.
Affected by Gongnan's harassment, the progress of the Ming army's camping was naturally slowed down.
It was not until the evening that Qi Jiguang gained a firm foothold and launched the first round of attempts.
A salvo of rockets was fired, and arrows flew like rain.
Unfortunately, not a single leaf was caught, and only three or five cows, sheep and camels that were not tied up securely were disturbed.
Seeing that the fire attack was ineffective, the Ming army tried to attack in formation.
Unfortunately, it is not an empty statement that it is easy to defend and difficult to attack.
As soon as they formed up the slope, huge rocks rolled down from the ground, making it difficult to maintain the formation, let alone advance steadily.
Both attempts to achieve quick results failed, and it seems that they have no choice but to proceed step by step.
The Ming army formed a battle formation in the front to cover the rear army in digging trenches.
The trenches were only intended to limit the charge of light cavalry - the Ming army's cavalry was weaker than that of the Tatars, but the infantry was the exact opposite.
By digging trenches layer by layer, the cavalry on both sides could be eliminated and the soldiers could be protected while charging.
However, this move is steady, but inevitably slow.
In addition, the Tatar cavalry would occasionally rush down the slope from the side, destroying the fortifications and slowing down the Ming army's pace.
After pulling like this for a whole day, it was only pushed up one tenth.
The two sides faced off on the mountain, and it was difficult to tell who would win.
"It's just a false alarm after all this fuss. If we keep defending like this, we can hold out for a month, not to mention three or five days." Gong Nan heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time he held his head high and puffed out his chest towards Bazhahei, "Look at how incompetent these Ming people are. At least I personally led the cavalry to charge down today. Although we suffered some losses, at least our morale was not lowered."
"Look at those generals of the Ming Dynasty. They can only hide in the crowd and shout."
Even though many of our men died today, they were not seriously injured. As long as they keep fighting, they will have the upper hand.
This is outside the Great Wall, and the Ming people cannot continue to show off their power here.
How much food did you bring?
Can I go back after staying for too long?
When will the Khan's reinforcements arrive?
Can we still suppress our headquarters after failing to capture Changang for so long?
Even Altan Khan and Qingbaduer could not allow these Ming people to wreak havoc in the pastoral areas forever - if too many people died and the weather got hot, let alone the pastoral areas, wouldn't they be afraid that the epidemic would enter the water system?
Bazhahei knew that Gongnan was also mocking him, so he did not rush down with them.
He didn't expect that after running for a day and a night, he would be ridiculed if he took a rest out of exhaustion.
Bazhahei got angry and said, "Gongnan, just wait here and watch. I will lead my cavalry and charge forward!"
The voice just fell.
At the foot of the hill, a drumbeat sounded.
The two men knew that the Han bandits were attacking again, and immediately restrained their expressions.
"Raise the flag!" A faint voice rang out in the night sky.
At the foot of the hill, a flag was erected.
Immediately afterwards, a charge flag was waved.
Gong Nan quickly stood up and told his men to be alert and careful.
Dong Huli arrived late, looking solemn and a little surprised: "How dare the Ming army attack us at night!?"
The array is hardest to maintain at night.
The attacker always suffers more than the defender.
Meeting Qi Jiguang face to face, he would have understood this truth.
And then the next moment.
A faint voice was heard.
"fire!"
Dong Huli realized what was happening later, his face turned pale, and he suddenly grabbed Gongnan and Bazhahei and threw them to the ground.
He shouted at the top of his lungs, "It's the Frankish cannon! The trench is used to cover the cannon!"
And the sound rang out.
There are also loud thunder sounds!
"boom!"
"boom!"
"Boom!"
Thunder exploded.
The light is dazzling, but it will be destroyed if touched.
The corpses were shattered and blood was flying everywhere.
The cattle and sheep were wailing and the sky was filled with artillery fire.
A shell exploded not far from Dong Fox.
Fragments flew everywhere, and mud fell on Dong Fox's shoulders.
He felt the world spinning and a sharp explosion sounded in his ears again.
Dong Huli gritted his teeth and shouted to Gong Nan, "Quick! Gather the light cavalry! Charge again! Destroy the trenches and the Franco-cannons!"
Having said that, he was about to turn over and stand up.
Suddenly, the whistling sound sounded again.
"boom!"
"boom!"
Dong Huli didn't care about anything else. Braving the gunfire and the sharp ringing in his ears, he shouted loudly: "Come! Come! Raise the flag and follow me!"
at the same time.
At the foot of the mountain, Qi Jiguang had a blank expression on his face as he issued another order to his left and right: "Fire three more rounds of cannon fire! Then the entire army will move forward!"
Give an order.
Another roar sounded.
The flames burned through the entire hillside, and the smoke was lingering like a fire cloud.
In the firelight, the Tatars finally gathered together and were ready to charge down.
Outside the firelight, the Qi family army was fighting against each other, determined to decide the outcome of the battle in one fell swoop.
The fire burned hotter and hotter.
As a horn sounded at the top of the slope, drum beats followed closely at the bottom of the slope.
The cries of grief echoed each other as both sides, on horseback and on foot, came out in droves, spreading up and down the hillside like the shadow of tentacles, or like two torrents that seemed to be merging.
at last.
The two torrents collided with a loud bang.
It turned out to be Qi's army, which fiercely attacked the cavalry who were in a dominant position!
Along with the usual fierce charge, Zhu Jue on the left wing screamed: "Make achievements! Now is the time!"
Wang Rulong on the right wing raised his armor and charged forward: "If I don't defeat Dong Huli today, I will commit suicide!"
The two of them shouted in front, and soon joined the shouts of the soldiers behind them, the sound shook the sky!
Zhu Jue was the bravest among the Qi family soldiers. He once killed eight Japanese pirates alone without losing his breath.
At this time, he stretched out his arms and rushed forward, and no one could stop him.
The man held a gun in one hand and a spear in the other. He chopped off the head with one blow and broke the blade with another blow. In the blink of an eye, he killed five bandits in a row. His bravery was unmatched.
In the 42nd year of Jiajing's reign, Wang Rulong said, "If I fail to defeat the Japanese pirates, I will commit suicide." In the 2nd year of Wanli's reign, he said, "If I fail to defeat Dong Huli, I will commit suicide." He always led by example and boosted morale.
At this time, he was the vanguard officer serving as the battalion commander, with a gun drawn and unparalleled momentum.
He thrust his spear forward and charged his horse, the spear moving up and down like dancing pear blossoms, charging left and right as if he were in an empty space.
Seeing this, Dong Huli acted decisively, regardless of everything, and shouted: "Han thief, your father Dong Huli is here! How dare you come to meet me!"
After a shout, people around him immediately followed.
Bazhahei took the lead and went to meet Zhu Jue.
Gong Nan shouted loudly: "Kill! Kill quickly! Drive the Han thieves away!"
The sound of flesh being cut.
Heart-wrenching shouts of killing.
The neighing of war horses was accompanied by the wailing of cattle and sheep tied to the ground.
The swords clashed.
The body fell to the ground.
Bazhahei looked at the long spear in Zhu Jue's hand with horror, his teeth chattering, and he fell headfirst from his horse to the ground.
It turned out that during the collision, Zhu Jue killed him with one blow!
When Dong Huli saw his legitimate son die, he couldn't help but feel furious and his blood boiled.
His blood boiled and he swung his sword with all his might, slashing straight at Wang Rulong!
Wang Rulong saw that the knife was so fast and fierce that he did not dare to act violently and had to block it with his spear.
At the moment of blocking, infinite force was transmitted to Wang Rulong, his arms went numb and the spear almost slipped out of his hands.
He gritted his teeth, jerked his horse to the side, managed to relieve the force, and regrouped.
But before he could catch his breath, a group of people from Gongnan rushed out, rushed over, and slashed at Wang Rulong with their swords!
The knife was extremely vicious and cruel, and it was in a blind spot, making the situation extremely dangerous for a moment!
Fortunately, it is at this time.
A long spear looks like a fairy from the sky.
It turned out to be a spear that slipped out of his hand!
With a whistling sound, the long spear pierced straight into Gong Nan's chest, knocking him several feet away!
Zhu Jue seemed to be possessed by Guan Gong. He rode over on his horse, leaned over, reached out his hand, and pulled out the long spear from Gong Nan's chest.
The horse's speed did not slow down at all, and the long spear was carrying blood.
Zhu Jue rushed straight at Dong Huli: "Old thief! Challenge me in martial arts!"
Dong Huli was horrified to see how brave the man was, killing his sons and nephews in the blink of an eye without them having any power to fight back.
Zhu Jue had a face like that of an evil spirit and was extremely ferocious. He made Dong Huli lose all control of his body and flee on his horse.
All this happened in a flash.
In a breath, the two armies met and the winner was immediately clear!
The surrounding Tatars were stunned. After they came to their senses, they hurriedly followed Dong Huli and fled in embarrassment!
When Dong Huli saw his men catching up, he didn't have time to think about it.
He had no choice but to make a final effort, shouting loudly and rallying the fleeing soldiers: "Follow me! Break through! Break through!"
I haven't uttered a complete sentence yet.
Dong Fox felt his whole body numb.
The whole person lost all strength.
He looked down in shock, only to see a hole in his chest and belatedly realize that blood was gushing out.
He remembered that seven years ago, when he and his brother Yingke plundered the Ming Dynasty, his brother also had a hole like this on his stomach...
Is this... a bird gun?
Time? Fate?
He wanted to cover it with his hand.
He suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Dong Fox is dead! Surrender first and don't kill him!"
"Dong Fox is dead! Surrender first and don't kill him!"
Dong Huli barely propped himself up and looked at the Ming army general who was shouting loudly.
Isn't it a contest of martial arts... Why don't you talk about martial ethics...
A large flag embroidered with the word "Qi" was reflected in the firelight and appeared in front of Dong Huli.
He looked at the figure sitting under the flag and commanding the continuous sweep, and finally lost consciousness completely.
Seeing that victory was certain, Qi Jiguang finally had time to review the battlefield.
He pointed his chin at Dong Huli's body and said, "Cut off the head and pickle it. I will present it to His Majesty."
(End of this chapter)