As time went by, the Tatar army had marched to a place less than ten miles away from Jizhou Town. Countless horse hooves trampled on the ground, making a continuous sound.
In the distance, Jizhou Town is vaguely visible.
Amugu looked at a depression not far ahead, turned around, and reminded Zhuertu.
"Chief, not far ahead is the encirclement we previously discussed with the Ming army!"
Hearing this, Zhuertu nodded sharply and immediately gave instructions.
"Everyone will listen to my orders later!"
"Yes, leader!"
At the same time, Tumaihan, who personally led an army of 30,000 and had been following Zhaoertu, became increasingly anxious as he looked at Jizhou Town, which was vaguely visible in the distance.
"As long as we can break through the defense of the Ming army, my 30,000-strong army will be able to march straight in. By then, no one will be able to stop this Khan!"
"Hmph, you all have to wait for me, no one can escape!"
Immediately, Tumaihan came to his senses and issued an order.
"Pass this Khan's order and the whole army speeds up!"
"yes!"
In this way, the distance between the two Tatar armies suddenly became much closer.
At first, Zhuertu thought that Tumaihan had discovered some clues, but later he saw that Tumaihan made no other moves, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
As the troops marched, they finally arrived at the depression they had previously discussed with the Ming army. As long as they passed through this depression, not far ahead was Jizhou Town.
At this moment, Zhaoertu, who was walking ahead and had already walked out of the depression, suddenly pulled out the scimitar from his waist and immediately issued an order.
"The entire army is under orders and ready to fight!"
After Zhuertu's words fell, the cavalrymen who had been prepared turned their horses one after another, set up their bows and arrows, and aimed at the Tatar army led by Tumaihan behind them.
"put!"
I saw Zhu Ertu swinging down the scimitar in his hand with all his strength. In an instant, I heard a "whoosh" sound in my ears. Countless arrow clusters drew a perfect arc in mid-air, hitting the enemy accurately. , and those who were hit by the arrows fell off their horses in an instant, and were trampled into pulp by the hoofs of the horses that followed.
This sudden attack caught Tumaihan by surprise, and the army led by him was confused for a while and fell into chaos.
When Tumaihan received a report from his subordinates and learned that the attackers were Zhuertu who was leading the way and the soldiers under his command, he immediately became furious.
At this moment, Tumaihan was overwhelmed by a senseless anger. He had never suffered such an insult since he succeeded as the Great Khan.
Although he knew very well in his heart that Zhuertu had a strong hatred for him and wanted to kill him quickly!
But what he didn't expect was that Zhuertu dared to attack him with only three thousand cavalry in hand.
It was precisely because he was blinded by anger that Tumaihan subconsciously ignored Zhuertu's motives for doing this.
"Zhaoertu, I will definitely cut you into pieces!"
After Tumaihan finished speaking, he ignored the dissuasion of his subordinates and issued the order for the entire army to attack.
Just as Tumaihan's army was charging towards the three thousand cavalry led by Zhuertu, a dull horn sound was heard.
'Woo————'
Tumaihan heard the horn sound and immediately reacted and said loudly.
"No, it's the Ming army. His claw figure is colluding with the Ming army. Retreat quickly!"
As soon as Tumaihan finished speaking, he saw countless war horses surrounding the depression. On the backs of the horses were countless Ming soldiers with helmets and armor, robes and belts, and murderous soldiers!
Tumai rarely saw this situation, and he was shocked and angry. He quickly issued an order to gather his troops and rush out of the Ming army's encirclement, so as to gain a chance for himself.
At this moment, Yang Xuan was riding on the maroon war horse from before, and the mane of the war horse was constantly fluttering in the breeze.
Immediately, Yang Xuan took out the dagger from his waist and issued an order.
"Throw!"
"Yes, Lord Governor!"
The general beside him took the order and quickly passed it on one by one.
Immediately, countless Ming soldiers were seen taking grenades from their waists, lighting them with fire sticks, and then throwing them into the depression with extra force.
What Tumaihan saw next was such a scene. He saw countless grenades falling like rain on the Tatar army in the depression.
Immediately afterwards, there was a continuous sound of explosions. The ceramic fragments sputtered by the grenade explosion produced great lethality in the dense crowd. Each grenade explosion would take away a large area. Soldier.
However, the vast majority of them did not die. Instead, they were hit by the ceramic shards contained in the grenades, both men and horses. They howled in pain and could no longer get up.
Just as Tumaihan was stunned, he saw several grenades attacking in his direction.
"Khan, be careful!"
Immediately afterwards, Tumaihan felt his body sink, and then he fell heavily to the ground, followed by continuous explosions.
"ah!"
Accompanied by a burst of screams, a blown-off hand fell from mid-air in front of Tumaihan, still exuding a lingering burnt smell.
When Tumaihan reacted, he suddenly realized that the guard who had protected him earlier had been killed by the ceramic shards flying everywhere when the grenade exploded.
In the depression, stumps were everywhere, blood was splattered everywhere, and there were Tatar soldiers lying on the ground and wailing with only their last breath left.
In the air, a strong and disgusting smell of blood filled the air. Even when the feet stepped on the ground, they would make a 'tap-tap' sound, a scene like purgatory on earth.
And soon, as the casualties increased, the Tatar cavalry surrounded by the Ming army in the depressions inevitably fell into chaos, and their morale continued to decline.
At this moment, there is only one thought in their minds, and that is - escape!
Fleeing to a place where there is no Ming army, for this reason, these remaining Tatar cavalry are scurrying around like headless flies, trying to escape and seek a life for themselves!
However, the turmoil caused by the defeat of this group of people was very terrifying.
Some pushed each other, some cried bitterly, and some knelt down to beg for mercy. Most of them, seeing that there was no hope of escape, began to curse wantonly, and even began to kill each other.
Immediately afterwards, Yang Xuan swung the dagger in his hand hard and said in a deep voice.
"Pass this officer's order, the whole army will attack, kill!"
After the words fell, Yang Xuan's response was a deafening shout of death.
"Kill!"
Immediately afterwards, those Ming troops, like sharp knives, disembowelled the Tatar cavalry in front of them.
How could those Tatar cavalry, which had long lost their fighting spirit, be a match for the powerful and well-equipped Ming army in front of them?
Therefore, those Tatar cavalry were cut down to the ground by the Ming soldiers after just one encounter, and their lives were killed conveniently.
Wang Shuo was one of the many soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who participated in this battle. At this moment, he was already numb. He just mechanically raised the Yan Ling Saber in his hand and then dropped it. Every time he waved the Yan Ling Saber, he would bring out the sword. Walk a living life.
This gave Wang Shuo a ridiculous feeling. He was not killing people, but harvesting wheat stalks with the Yanling knife in his hand.
Just like that, Wang Shuo licked his chapped lips and continued to kill with the knife.
As the casualties reached a critical value, the morale of the surviving Tatar soldiers had completely fallen to the bottom. They discarded their weapons one after another, fell to their knees on the ground, and screamed incomprehensible words. words to pray that the Ming army would let him go.
However, quite a few of them were easily dealt with by the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who were red-eyed at being killed.
Even before the Ming army officially launched its attack, more than 3,000 cavalrymen under Zhuertu had already been in close combat with the army under Tumaihan. If the Ming army had not taken action, those waiting for Zhuertu would have been annihilated on the spot. This is the ending.
But despite this, Zhuertu still suffered huge losses. The surviving Tatar cavalry, seeing that they were no match for the Ming army, went crazy and attacked in the direction of Zhuertu, trying to escape from Zhuertu. Picture here to break out.
Fortunately, Zhuertu withstood the pressure and did not let the Tatar cavalry break out. But despite this, Zhuertu still lost more than half of his troops. Even Amugu, who was loyal to him, was unfortunate in the battle. sacrifice.
Zhuertu looked at the Tatar cavalry who were driven out by the Ming army in the distance. He was full of resentment in his heart. He immediately waved the scimitar in his hand and issued an order to the remaining cavalry under his command.
"Warriors, follow me to kill and avenge your dead brothers!"
"kill!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the cavalry under his command rushed forward waving their scimitars.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet, so the battle between the two sides can only be described as tragic.
The battle continued until night. There were corpses everywhere, and there was a burning smell in the air.
Countless Ming troops were holding torches high and holding long knives, searching for survivors and inflicting wounds on the Tatar soldiers who were not yet dead to end their suffering.
Those Tatar soldiers who had surrendered long ago had lost their fighting spirit, and only four or five Ming soldiers were needed to escort seven to eight hundred Tatar soldiers.
At this moment, Yang Xuan, who was riding on his horse, heard a report from his subordinates.
"Your Majesty the Governor, we have captured Tumaihan!"
After hearing this, Yang Xuan's face was filled with excitement, and he said in a deep voice.
"Bring him to me quickly!"
"As you command, Lord Governor!"
Yang Xuan looked at his subordinates who had left quickly, and a heroic emotion filled his chest. He knew that he had made an unparalleled contribution!
Today's battle is destined to be recorded in history. Yang Xuan, the governor of Jiliao, not only annihilated the 30,000 Tatar army that came to invade the Ming Dynasty, but also captured the Borzhijin clan and Dayan. The fifth grandson of Khan, the eldest son of Da Lai grandson, is now Zasaktu Khan!
While Yang Xuan was still daydreaming, his subordinates who had just left had already escorted Tumaihan up, who was in a state of embarrassment.
Following the light of the torch, Yang Xuancai could barely see Tumaihan's face clearly. At this moment, Tumaihan had long lost the aura of a profuse sweater. He looked sluggish, lowered his head, and said nothing. .
Yang Xuan just glanced at Tumaihan and then lost interest. He immediately waved his hand and ordered in a deep voice.
"I'm going to keep you under strict supervision and nothing will go wrong. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Lord Governor!"
The subordinates on the side took the order, and just like that, Tumaihan was quickly escorted down by more than a dozen personal guards selected by Yang.
It was late at night, the battlefield had been cleaned up, and the corpses were gathered together and burned together.
The smell of burning meat and the lingering smell of blood were mixed together, which was quite unpleasant.
Just as Yang Xuan was about to leave, he saw a subordinate hurriedly ran to Yang Xuan and said respectfully.
"Lord Governor, there is a Tatar leader over there who wants to see you!"
When Yang Xuan heard this, he already had a rough guess in his mind. He quickly came to his senses and gave the order.
"Well, bring him here!"
"Yes, Lord Governor!"
Soon, Zhuertu was brought to Yang Xuan. The two sides looked at each other and saw inexplicable meanings in each other's eyes.
For a moment, no one spoke, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly fell into stagnation.
I don’t know how long time passed, but Yang Xuan finally spoke first and broke the silence: "You are Zhuertu, right?"
Hearing this, Zhuertu nodded, and immediately responded in half-baked Ming Dynasty Mandarin: "Well, I am Zhuertu!"
Yang Xuan turned his gaze to the hill in the distance where corpses were piled up, and said slowly: "You come to me now, aren't you afraid that I will regret it and take you down together?"
When Yang Xuan said this, he withdrew his gaze, and then said with emotion: "With only three thousand cavalry, we can withstand an enemy army several times larger than ourselves and fight to the death. If a person like you is allowed to grow up, It will definitely become a serious problem for my Ming Dynasty in the future!"
Yang Xuan's face was stern, and his eyes were full of cold murderous intent. As soon as he finished speaking, the personal guards on the side pulled out Yanling knives from their waists and quietly blocked all of Zhuertu's escape routes.
As long as Yang Xuan gives the order, they will step forward and kill this Tatar leader!
When this sudden change occurred, there was no trace of surprise on Zhuertu's face, as if he had expected all this. Immediately, he looked calm, turned his gaze to Yang Xuan, and spoke.
"Amugu is dead."
"Um."
After that, no one on either side spoke again, and the atmosphere fell into the stagnation that it had at the beginning.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Yang Xuan seemed to have made up his mind and said in a deep voice.
"Honestly, before this happens, I plan to eliminate all of you."
"But now, I have decided to abide by my previous promise. Let's go!"
Upon hearing this, Zhuertu did not refuse, but solemnly saluted Yang Xuan on horseback before turning around and leaving.
After that, Yang Xuan retracted his gaze, turned around, and gave instructions to his subordinates.
"Transmit my order to withdraw the troops!"
"Yes, Lord Governor!"
(End of chapter)
