The sun shines particularly brightly on the grassland in summer. The mountains in the distance are faintly visible, blending into the sky. The air is so fresh that one can't help but take a deep breath.
The green grass on the grassland swayed with the wind, like pieces of waves, tumbling in the breeze, and running into the distance with the dots in the green grass.
"Second Master, there are many cattle and sheep in the distance, and there must be a gathering place of Tatars nearby. Do you want to replenish our food and grass?"
Jia Lian wiped the sweat from his face and calmly stopped the throbbing of the soldiers.
This group of murderers almost went crazy when they entered the grassland...
"No, we have already arrived at the banks of the Tula River. This is most likely where the Tatar Khan Court is hiding. We must be cautious and cautious in everything. Uncle Eighth, let the brothers rest on the spot and send scouts to follow the herd of cattle and sheep secretly. See what tribe they belong to.”
Unlike Jia Cong, Lian Erye, as the commander of the Youwu Guard, was already one of the top generals of the dynasty, and he was the most artful military strategist of the younger generation.
The five thousand elite cavalry brought this time will only have one voice, and that is Jia Lian's order.
He does not need to ask for advice from his lieutenants, he only needs to make plans, command, and win the battle!
Jia Ba accepted the order with cupped fists, and quickly went to send orders to the rear army. He then selected twenty people to divide into two teams, and quietly followed the cattle and sheep in the distance to detect the enemy's position and movements.
Everything is good in summer on the grassland, except that there are so many mosquitoes that it gives people a headache.
The army wore thick armor and looked like they were in a furnace under the scorching sun. But this group of Beijing cavalry had an iron will. Even if they were taking a break to repair on the spot, their armor and swords would never leave their bodies, and they would always remain alert.
"Don't drink too much water, and remember to sprinkle a little salt before drinking."
Jia Lian had a different feeling at this time. They were very close to the target of this attack...
Drinking from the vast sea of horses, sealing the wolf as a coron, this is the true nature of a man!
"Commander, should I send a letter to the capital to report on the current situation of our army?"
Hu San, the military counselor, was going crazy, because since the army left Xuanfu and headed north to the grassland without an order, not a single message had been sent to the rear for two months.
He was afraid that after the army turned back, he would hang his head outside the camp gate with his general to warn others.
Jia Lian glanced at the timid counselor: "What are you reporting? Can't we just wait until the Tatar Khanate is destroyed and the good news will be sent back?"
Hu San had a mournful face and was full of tangles: "But there was no edict when we went on the expedition. I am worried that your Majesty will anger the military commander. The rotten scholars in the court have been staring at the military commander for a long time."
Oh, what a fool!
"Hu San, I will teach you to be a good boy. As long as we win the battle, even if the Qinzheng Hall is filled with impeachment tips, His Majesty will not anger us."
Jia Lian was too lazy to explain to the fool, so he tore off a piece of beef jerky and stuffed it into Hu San's mouth to gag him.
I added in my mind: My purpose this time is to let those corrupt scholars impeach me!
Ning Rongjia's family is so popular that even if the royal family does not taboo it, as the inheritor of the Rongguo Mansion, he should make plans in advance to cool down the burning situation.
"When I go back this time, San'er will definitely complain to me, saying that I drink Ma Hanhai without him!"
Crunchy~
The beef jerky on this grassland is very chewy, and it is the best food for marching when sprinkled with salt.
This time, five thousand cavalry rushed thousands of miles to attack the vast sea. Jia Lian did not go around a mile, but pushed all the way from south to north.
All the tribes encountered on the way became food and grass replenishment stations for the army. Not only did they have thousands more horses, but they also had sufficient food.
As for the people on the grasslands... I'm sorry, wherever the army's sword points, there are no people, only enemies.
In order to hide the whereabouts of the army as much as possible, Jia Lian did not leave any chickens or dogs behind.
The deputy general in the army once proposed not to kill women and children, but Jia Lian whipped him ten times to warn him not to question the general's order.
The tough Erye Lian would not follow the tradition of the grassland, including killing women and children whose height was lower than the wheel, and sending them to see Changshengtian with a fire.
There were too many people killed along the way. When Jia Lian stopped to rest, his eyes were filled with bloody blades and resentful faces.
But he didn't hesitate at all. Today's massacre is for the bright future of hundreds of millions of people in the Central Plains.
Ta da, da da...
"Young Master is really a master of magic. It is really the Tatar Khan's Court, located on the edge of the river valley less than twenty miles northwest of us."
After Jia Ba jumped off the horse, his face was full of joy and excitement.
He took the kettle thrown by Jia Lian, drank it down in one gulp, and said with clasped fists: "My subordinates are approaching. According to rough estimates, there are about 30,000 defenders in the Khan Court camp, and the number of tribesmen exceeds 50,000. The camp is in the shape of a long snake, extending for more than ten miles from north to south along the Tula River..."
"Sure enough, it's in Tula River. I said I couldn't find Gulu in Sanfeng Mountain, so I was hiding here."
Jia Lian looked up at the sky. The sun was high in the sky, and it was the hottest and most sleepy time of the day.
"Let brothers prepare, we will launch a surprise attack in broad daylight today. Five thousand versus thirty thousand, this general has never fought such a rich battle..."
Hu San, who was chewing on the dried meat, almost stared out of his eyes when he heard this. He quickly threw away the dried meat and rushed forward to hug Jia Lian's thigh.
"Grandpa Tian, the military commander is confused! It's our five thousand, our five thousand!"
There was a cry in Hu San's shouts, and he hugged Jia Lian's thigh tightly and refused to let go: "Commander, I beg you, attack at night, attack at night. We only have five thousand people, and the Tatars have three With an army of tens of thousands and more than 50,000 tribesmen, this battle is not rich at all. Going for a surprise attack in broad daylight is no different than risking death."
Jia Lian was speechless and grabbed Hu San's neck and lifted him up directly. He slapped Hu San in the face and shouted: "How dare you, have you forgotten my previous order? No questions are allowed about my military orders! The war is about to begin, so we will write down the military laws for the time being. After the war, Twenty military sticks!”
"Send the order, and the whole army mounts their horses. When they are one mile away from the Tatar camp, the army uses the general's arrows and thrusts straight into the Tatar army's tent. In this battle, surrender will not be accepted!"
Jia Lian threw Hu San aside, jumped on his horse, drew his sword and pointed it to the northwest, and gave a stern order: "Everyone I point to with my sword will be killed without mercy! Let's go!"
…
Five thousand versus thirty thousand, in Jia Lian's opinion, this was the richest battle he had ever fought in his life.
When he dared to lead 500 cavalrymen in Jiangnan and repeatedly penetrated the surrounding area of more than 10,000 Japanese pirates, it was extremely thrilling.
Gulu's personal soldiers are timid and Xue Jun has long lost the combat power they had when the Golden Family was at its peak. Now that the main force of the Tatars has gone to Xuanfu, the timid Xue army who stayed behind in the Tatar Khanate is like a lamb to be slaughtered to him.
If the Beijing cavalry equipped with a large amount of new equipment cannot defeat the backward Tatars, Jia Lian will be a descendant of the glorious country.
Ta da, da da~
More than ten thousand war horses were galloping on the vast grassland, and the earth seemed to be trembling.
When they were less than ten miles away from the Tatar Khan's camp, the whole army slowed down and sneaked silently.
Sure enough, in summer when the sun is high in the sky, the Tatars' vigilance is most relaxed in the afternoon.
The five thousand cavalrymen almost reached the edge of the Tatar camp, and the scouts only encountered two loose and unwary Tatar sentry cavalry.
Jia Lian took out his telescope and took a quick look and saw the Khan King's tent located in the center of the camp. In one word, the trench was inhumane!
A large black wolf flag stood outside the golden tent, and even the edges of the flag had gold threads shining dazzlingly.
Jia Lian threw the telescope to his soldiers and whispered an order: "Get ready to charge into the formation and cut the Tatar camp into two sections from the middle. Then the left and right armies will charge each other and penetrate the Tatar Khan's court for me!"
Click, click~
The soldiers in the Beijing camp put down their masks one after another. Each mask was engraved with blood-red ghost-faced fangs, like a demon, exuding cold murderous aura.
I saw Jia Cong draw his sword, and the whole army mobilized their horses, accelerating, accelerating, accelerating again...
The earth began to roar, and everyone inside and outside the Tatar camp, both awake and asleep, felt the earth trembling under their feet.
The Tatars who were in charge of patrolling outside the camp just saw the "devil" charging towards them, and just as they were about to shout a warning, their necks were pierced by a sharp arrow.
Condor shooters are not only found in the grasslands, but also in the Central Plains dynasties.
Immediately, the rain of arrows covered the camp gate of the Tatar camp, and all the Tatars who looked over were pricked into hedgehogs.
But some Tatars still struggled and blew the horn. The warning sound was like a midnight fright, waking up the people in the camp from their deep sleep and drowsiness.
Unfortunately, it was too late. A black iron lump appeared in Jia Lian's hand. As the sparks from the iron lump fell on the center of the camp gate, there was a loud bang and the Tatar camp exploded.
The neighing of horses, the crying of women and children, and the cursing of Tatar soldiers all mixed together.
The torrent of black armor rushed in from the camp gate as if entering an uninhabited land, and penetrated the camp in less than a few dozen breaths.
Boom boom boom!
A series of thunderous explosions, and the huge roar directly stunned the Tatars in the camp.
The Tatar war horses, which had never experienced gunpowder explosions, had already become a mess. Not to mention whipping them with whips, even cutting them with knives could not stop the war horses from blowing up the camp.
The chaotic war horse trampled its master with its hoofs and knocked away everyone who stood in front of it.
When Jia Lian and his men rushed into the tent of the Tatar Khan, there were only a few of the Khan's personal guards, disheveled and holding knives, standing in front of Jia Lian, guarding the women and children huddled in the corner.
The roar and fighting outside the tent continued, but Jia Lian was already sure of victory.
Taking him by surprise and attacking him unprepared, this battle is not going to go smoothly.
"Where is Gulu?"
"Gulujiwa..."
Buzz! Whoosh!
Jia Lian put away his crossbow and looked coldly at the Tatar who was chirping at him just now.
"You can't even speak Chinese, but do you still deserve to be alive?"
The few remaining soldiers of the Khan King suddenly took a step back and looked at the God of Death in front of them in fear.
The Tatars had ruled the Central Plains for nearly a hundred years. How could they, a group of noble-born soldiers and guards of the Khan, not speak Chinese? It's just that they think they are superior and are used to their disdain for the Han people and don't want to speak out.
Jia Lian took a step forward, pointed his knife forward, and shouted sharply: "I will ask you one last time, where is Gulu?"
One of the soldiers replied tremblingly: "Gulu Khan died of illness last month. The little prince has not yet succeeded to the throne. Now he is the governor of Ketun."
"Since you can speak Chinese, how dare you despise me just now? Kill me!"
Whoosh whoosh~
The left and right hand crossbows were fired at the same time, and all the soldiers blocking the mother and son fell to the ground.
Most of the expensive carpet was stained with scarlet blood, and the tent was filled with the smell of blood.
Without any obstruction, Jia Lian could clearly see the mother and son huddled in the corner.
The child was two or three years old at most and didn't know what killing was.
However, the loud noises and fighting cries that came from outside the tent from time to time still frightened him so much that his face turned pale and he kept digging into his mother's arms.
Jia Lian remembered the identity of this woman, Horqin's pearl, Ye Xian Lanzhu, Gulu's first wife.
Ye Xian Lan Zhu just raised his head and glanced at Jia Lian and others in the tent with tearful eyes, and he immediately shocked everyone.
Even Jia Lian, the young prince of Rongguo Mansion who was used to seeing beauties, had a slight palpitation in his heart. He was worthy of being the pearl of the prairie.
"Commander, this girl is stunningly beautiful. If she is sent to the capital, Your Majesty will definitely reward her..."
Bang!
Jia Lian kicked Hu San away, raised his crossbow and fired an arrow.
The Pearl of the Grassland immediately covered her smooth neck, her eyes full of shock and confusion, and she fell down in pain.
Jia Lian didn't pause at all. He picked up the long knife and took a few steps forward, piercing the chest of the little Tatar prince.
No crying was heard, and it was the greatest kindness Jia Lian could do to prevent the mother and son from suffering too much pain.
Although the soldiers on the left and right were shocked, they did not ask any questions. Only Hu San looked at Jia Lian in confusion.
Jia Lian just glared at Hu San and said coldly: "Daxia will not allow a second king with a different surname named Bo'er Jijin!"
…
When the black wolf flag outside the Tartar Khan's tent fell to the ground, the sound of fighting had gradually spread into the distance.
Except for the hundreds of soldiers around Jia Lian, the rest of the troops chased the Tatars and killed them in both directions along the Tula River.
Not to mention 30,000, or even 100,000 or 80,000 Tatars who lost their command would just be weak and timid lambs. Chase and escape were happening everywhere on the banks of the Tula River.
The fighting continued into the evening, when a scout came to report that when they were chasing the Tatars, they found more than a thousand Rakshasa people more than 20 miles west of the Tula River. After the Forbidden Army killed a hundred of them, the remaining ones hurried to the northwest. direction to escape.
Jia Lian sneered and ordered the poor bandits not to pursue him.
He had the mother and son, who were not innocent but pitiful, buried on the spot, and then began to sit down and write.
"I, Jia Lian, the commander of the Right Guards, reported to the emperor. I led an army of five thousand and arrived at the bank of the Tula River on the second day of July. I found the place where the Tatar Khan's camp was... In this battle, I and my soldiers were killed in formation. More than ten thousand...Tatar Khan Gulu died of illness a month ago. His wife and son were unwilling to surrender and burned themselves to death..."
…
Confucius said: The deceased is like a man who never gives up day and night.
The hot July has passed in a flash, and the Mid-Autumn Festival of the ninth year of governance is approaching.
Several memorials came from Jinling. It turned out that the loyal and submissive king Liu Ke was indeed a fool. Seeing that the gentry and bureaucrats in the south of the Yangtze River did not obey the king's orders, he was furious and transferred the troops of the Shandong Guards to go south and stationed directly outside the city of Jinling. This frightened those who gathered to resist taxes and laws. The taxis and scholars were like roosters whose necks were strangled, and they all stopped.
However, the overt confrontation seems to have paused, but the secret contest continues.
There is no news yet from Liaodong. Prince Teng of Xuanfu is as steady as an old dog and is engaged in a tug-of-war with the Tatar army outside the Great Wall.
The court seemed to have returned to its former peace, and the atmosphere of the Mid-Autumn Festival gradually became stronger.
On August 14th, the emperor had just watched a farce of courtiers quarreling with each other in Fengtian Palace, and was walking happily on the imperial road back to Qinzheng Palace.
At this time, bursts of cheers suddenly came from outside the palace, and then a cheer came from the direction of the palace gate: "Great victory! Great victory in the vast sea..."
Monthly ticket recommendation ticket
Thank you Fat Brother for the reward for being so fat!
I’ll stop here tonight and continue tomorrow. Good night!
(End of chapter)
