Two barbicans in Daning City were blown up.
Even the gates of the inner city are gone.
Smoke rose slowly, and screams and cries came one after another.
The explosives specially prepared by the Ordnance Bureau are not very lethal.
The main reason was that a large number of people crowded into the Wengcheng. When the explosive exploded, they were frightened by the flames in the sky and forgot to escape.
So the explosion was very loud and not very lethal.
Many people were only maimed by the bombing, but not dead.
There were only two to three thousand people who poured into Wengcheng, and there were large troops behind them, but they were all frightened by the deafening explosion.
He froze in place and forgot to escape.
Bang!
Until the sound of artillery came from the city wall.
The soldiers of the Yongxie Infantry Department who were crowded under the city wall fell on their backs.
Running out like a swarm.
Because Ba Guo died in Wengcheng, the dignitaries of the Yongxiebu tribe who gathered around Ba Guo were all killed by the bomb.
As a result, the soldiers of Yongxie Bubu were unorganized and undisciplined, and exploded like birds and beasts.
Countless soldiers were squeezed into the moat.
Some hit the muzzle of the cannon, and their limbs flew into the sky.
"Commander, the city wall is about to collapse. Should the artillery be withdrawn?" The messenger came to report.
Yu Qian calculated the distance. If the cannon was moved to the inner city wall, the distance would not be enough to carry out large-scale killing.
However, there are only more than 2,000 people in the city. If they all disperse and the Tatar camp attacks the city, Daning City will have no defense at all.
"Don't withdraw!"
Yu Qian looked fierce: "Boom! Boom to me!"
"Gu Rong, here is my order from the commander-in-chief, you lead your own soldiers out to hunt and kill!"
"Commander, who will protect the commander if he is safe?" Gu Rong is the commander of Yu Qian's personal camp.
"Tatar rats naturally don't dare to attack the city again!"
Yu Qian showed determination, and the opportunity to fight was fleeting.
The Tatar forces must be killed on a large scale to frighten the Tatar camp.
Lay the foundation for next steps.
"I obey your orders!"
Gu Rong had followed Yu Qian for more than ten years. He knew Yu Qian's temperament and simply accepted the order and left.
"Give me a blast! If the city wall falls, take the cannon off the wall and stand on the ruins to blast!" Yu Qian's eyes were gloomy.
He was not satisfied with the results.
If Yu Kang hadn't done anything bad, the entire Tatar camp would be crawling under Daning City now, so there would be no need to send troops out to expand the results.
At this point, complaining is useless.
He couldn't contact the soldiers who were scattered. He could only watch Hu Xiu and Qi Zhuo adapt to the situation. He could only do the things in front of him well.
Maximize the results as much as possible.
Tatar camp.
The Maoli boy glanced at the smoke rising outside Daning City, then turned to look under the high platform.
Suddenly, a knife stabbed Mantulu in the chest!
The knife he usually used to eat meat was very sharp, easily breaking through the armor and stabbing Mantulu in the heart.
"How dare you..." Mantulu's eyes widened, not expecting that the Maoli boy would dare to kill him.
The knife encountered resistance and did not penetrate.
Mantulu wore a breast goggle.
The Maoli boy was worried about being seen strange, so he quickly hugged Mantulu, pulled out the knife, and shoved it in again!
"Ah!" Mandulu screamed.
But the Maori boy covered his mouth.
Mandulu's body was hollowed out by the wine, and he was no longer as brave as before.
He opened his mouth and used his last strength to bite Maoli Boy's hand!
The Maori boy poked him hard.
He endured the severe pain in his hand.
"The Great Khan has ordered that the entire army withdraw to Mobei!" The Maoli boy supported the dead Mantulu and pretended to pass the military order.
The messenger saw the Maoli boy kill Mantulu with his own eyes.
He was dumbfounded.
"Go and give the order!"
The Maoli boy looked at him with a gloomy look: "As long as you listen to my leader, I will make you a member of the Ten Thousand Households!"
The ordering soldier was overjoyed and hurriedly went to convey the order.
The Maoli boy glanced around and saw the Mantulu guards standing around: "You are the same, you are all locked down!"
"If you work for this dead man, I will kill you all!"
The Maoli boy was very fierce and his hands were bleeding.
That was his blood, and a large piece of flesh on the palm of his hand was bitten off by Mantulu.
These personal guards were all selected by the Grand Master for Mandulu, and their loyalty to Mandulu was really limited.
Moreover, Meng people only value immediate interests.
There is no loyalty at all.
Everyone nodded.
"Stand guard as usual!" The Maoli boy supported Mantulu with a smile on his face.
He also wanted to find a reasonable cause of death for Mantulu.
Then support Dai Qin, that good-for-nothing, to succeed to the throne of Khan.
He will be the Grand Master and control the Khan Court!
All the Tatar tribes were frightened by the flames soaring into the sky, coupled with the artillery bombardment in Daning City.
The Tatar tribes no longer have the will to fight, and they all want to escape from this ghost place Daning as soon as possible.
go home.
All that was left in my mind was the thought of going home.
However, only the soldiers want to run away, and the tribal dignitaries have not yet obtained enough good things, so how can they be willing to leave?
Alima and Dalat came angrily and asked the Khan why he gave the order to retreat.
Dalat is the leader of the Ordos tribe.
After the Ordos tribe moved south, part of it moved towards the Hetao, and part of it went to the Tatars.
Dalat stayed in Tatar, hoping to make some achievements under Mandulu Khan, and then integrate all the tribes and get a land in Monan for grazing.
Suddenly, Alima grabbed Dalat.
"What are you afraid of? The Great Khan has to be reasonable!"
Dalat is a reckless man, waving his fists and whining like a scumbag.
Alima pointed to the high platform: "Something's wrong. When has the Great Khan ever been so close to a Maoli child?"
Looking up from the ground, Mantulu and the Maori boy are sitting shoulder to shoulder, looking intimate.
This doesn't make sense.
Mandulu wanted to annex the Wengniute tribe, and everyone knew Sima Zhao's intention.
The Maoli boy has no respect for Mantulu. How could they be so close to each other?
Just now Mantulu ordered all armies to retreat to Mobei...
There's a ghost!
Alima's face changed wildly: "Quick, go back and save the tribe!"
If this order was issued by a Maoli boy.
Not going back to Mobei at all!
To be precise, the Maoli boy brought the Tatar soldiers back to Mobei, and he had nothing to do with these tribal leaders.
To put it bluntly, it means killing all the powerful people and annexing the tribes!
Maoli Boy released the news of returning to Mobei and asked the soldiers to prepare. Then he closed the camp and sent people to kill all the dignitaries of the tribes!
Dalat was confused.
He was dragged away by Arima and when he ran to the tribe's camp, he heard the sound of fighting.
broken!
Alima has experienced the fission of the Walakhan court and has a natural sense of seizing power.
Maoli Boy has been prepared for a long time. He has long wanted to kill Mantulu!
The tribe has already begun to seize power.
Dalat was stunned.
Alima made a quick decision and went to find Xue Jun, taking away as many people as she could!
Maoli Boy had already planned it, and it would not help if he went back now.
The top priority is to run away with the people.
Those so-called nobles and powerful people should die.
Huh, these damn stumbling blocks, without them, it will help Alima completely control the tribe!
Arima was protected by Qie Xue's army and ran to the military camp, hoping to escape with her people.
But.
The Mongolian tribe is a primitive model. The tribesmen only recognize the hundreds of households above, the hundreds of households recognize the thousand households, and the thousands of households recognize the ten thousand households. Only the ten thousand households obey the orders of the leader.
Alima said a lot of things, but the soldiers took it for granted.
Even wary.
They thought the leader would sell them to other tribes as slaves.
It’s over!
Alima knew that the end was over.
He could only flee with his cowardly Xue army.
Asut's tribe only brought 17,000 soldiers, and his Qixue army had 4,000 people. He hurriedly gathered more than 2,000 people and rushed outside the camp.
He was worried that if he ran too late, he would be killed by the Maoli boy.
He escaped on his own.
However, Dalat shouted in various ministries that the Maoli children had murdered Mantulu and called on everyone to attack the Maoli children.
Shouting and shouting, he took advantage of the chaos and ran away with Xue Jun.
But it caused chaos in the Tatar camp.
The angry soldiers began to vent their dissatisfaction, killing powerful people, looting frivolous wealth, and then setting fires everywhere.
The whole Tatar camp was in chaos.
Yu Qian stood on the high platform and saw the Tatar camp burning with fire.
"This is?"
Yu Qian was stunned.
With his strength, it would be difficult to capture 20,000 Yongxie infantry troops, so he could only capture 5,000 or 6,000 soldiers. If he surrendered a few more, that would be his limit.
If the Tatars send their troops into the city at this time, Daning City may be lost.
It can be regarded as hurting the enemy by one thousand and damaging yourself by eight hundred.
Yu Qian also has difficulties to say.
But who would have thought that the Tatar camp would be in chaos.
Opportunities come from heaven.
"What a pity!"
Yu Qian hammered the railing with regret on his face: "If there were ten thousand soldiers in the city, I could capture the Tatar camp!"
"But there are no soldiers!"
"Send them all out!"
Yu Qian regretted very much: "What a God-given opportunity, I just watched it go away before my eyes!"
"Commander, could this be a scam?" Wu Zun asked, standing aside.
Wu Zun was a Jinshi in the second year of Jingtai and was sent by the emperor to accompany the army.
Because he was a scholar, Yu Qian ordered him to be a military counselor, that is, as a staff officer.
"Won't!"
Yu Qian said categorically: "Tatars don't need to cheat. We and Tatars are just playing cards."
"They know how many troops we have."
"So Mandulu has long concluded that Daning City must be an empty city."
"As long as they attack, the city will be taken."
"There's no need to go to any lengths."
Look at Yu Qian's face.
Wu Zun understood.
There is Yu Qian's back-up plan in the city!
He wanted to follow the example of Xuanzang, burn the city with fire, and use a Daning city in exchange for hundreds of thousands of Tatar elite soldiers!
And he himself will die in the city!
This is Yu Qian's final plan.
No wonder Yu Qian sent everyone out. He wanted to hold the city of Daning and burn it with the Tatar jade.
"Commander, look!" Wu Zun pointed to the south.
I saw thick smoke billowing, and an army inserted diagonally into the Tatar camp.
The bugle is "Yu"!
Yu Kang!
Yu Kang led the regiment into the Tatar camp.
The Maori boys are gathering their military strength.
The Tatar camp was very large, covering more than ten miles with camps and soldiers everywhere.
All soldiers setting fires can do no harm as long as they put out the fires in time.
In order to usurp power and seize the throne, this loss is nothing.
The Maoli boys sent out 50,000 elite soldiers and asked them to suppress the tribes, collect the weapons of each tribe, and kill all the powerful people.
While they were doing this, an army of more than 7,000 men rushed into the Tatar camp.
There are no soldiers guarding the camp.
Yu Kang successfully rushed into the camp.
"Set fire! Burn! Burn the camp!"
Yu Kang roared.
If he doesn't kill people, he burns camps.
Let the Tatars be left to their own devices.
More than 7,000 people dispersed to burn the camp, and suddenly the Tatar camp was in chaos.
"Quite smart!"
Yu Qian looked out from the city: "Send the order to Gu Rong, don't kill him, focus on recruiting him to surrender!"
If Yu Kang rushes in and kills someone.
There are more than 100,000 soldiers. How can you kill 7,000 people?
Just burn the camp and run away.
Let the Tatars go their own way, this is the best way.
"If we have an army of 100,000, I can keep all the elite Tatar soldiers in Daning!"
Yu Qian looked to the south, as if there was still a viable force, and he didn't know whether he should join the battlefield.
When the camp was in flames, another army wedged in from behind.
It's Hu Xiu!
A smile appeared on Yu Qian's face: "Send the piers and platforms to seal off the Great Wall and prevent Tatar stragglers from crossing the border!"
Let these scattered soldiers stay in the Central Plains!
Is it time to move the last trump card?
Tatar camp.
When the Maoli boy heard that he was being kicked into the camp, his face showed disdain: "Wuni, take people and block them at the gate of the camp!"
"Clan leader, can you get a few more fire guns?"
A strong man named Unni is a warrior on the grassland. He used to like to use a machete, but after seeing the power of this new fire gun, he fell in love with it.
Although I have never shot a gun, I just like this thing.
"I'll give you two thousand, save some!" The Maoli boy collected all the firecrackers from each tribe, and got about five thousand in total.
The others were all taken away. After all, these guns were given priority to the soldiers. Alima, Dalat, etc. all ran away with the soldiers.
Naturally, not much was seized.
"Got the order!"
A strong man named Wuni mounted his horse and led his men to block Yukang.
"Temur, if you take people to block the back, I'll give you two thousand fire guns!" The Maoli boy was very generous.
Although these people once betrayed him and fell to Mantulu.
But now he killed Mantulu.
He must win over these people for his own use. Now he needs generals such as Unni and Temur to work for him, so he can only forget about it.
Otherwise, even his own tribe does not trust him. How can he persuade other tribesmen to listen to him?
Wengniu's family is not easy to manage.
Uni and Temur each led 10,000 troops.
"Dai Qin, is there any problem with my leader's arrangement?" The Maoli boy looked at Dai Qin coldly.
Dai Qin's neck felt cold.
If he had known that Mandulu would die, how could he dare to offend the Maoli boy.
Maori Boy is one of the three strongest films of Tatar.
He had previously imagined that his father Mantulu would subdue the Maoli children, and he asked his father to grant him the title of Wengniute.
Now, he was trembling, hoping that the Maori boy would not kill him.
"Everything the Grand Master said is right!" Dai Qin trembled.
Maoli Boy is also a Taishi!
The Tatar Grand Master is too worthless, and the most powerful ones are all Grand Masters.
"Hahaha!"
The Maoli boy stared at him and suddenly laughed, full of pride.
Seeing that Dai Qin was obedient, he helped him to the sweat position and asked him to be a mascot.
One day Dai Qin became disobedient, so he also gave him medicine to make him lose the ability to have children, and also gave him a wild son as a son.
The road Mandulu walked was also walked by Dai Qin.
The Maoli boys didn't take Yu Kang and Hu Xi seriously at all.
Not counting the more than 50,000 soldiers from other tribes, the Wengniute tribe has 50,000 elite soldiers. Will they be afraid of the Han people kicking the camp?
If you come, you will die!
Hu Xiufeng had been sleeping in the open, and his proud face was very slovenly at this moment, except for his bright black eyes.
Originally, he was lurking on the hill behind the Tatar camp.
This hillock was connected to the Great Wall. He hid on it, observing the Tatar camp day and night, and sent out scouting horses at night to collect information.
Today at You hour, the Tatar camp suddenly burst into flames.
He vaguely guessed that the Ming army was kicking the camp.
He sent out scout horses to explore, and the scout horses traveled unimpeded because the Tatar soldiers retreated back to the camp and took back all the scout horses.
After receiving the news, there was civil strife in the Tatar camp.
Hu Wei made a prompt decision and no longer waited for the situation to happen, but took the initiative to attack.
Kick the camp decisively.
He was also betting that if the Tatars were just putting on a show, then his rear army would be completely wiped out.
For safety reasons, he cut off contact with Daning City, so he didn't know how Daning City deployed it. Everything was based on gambling.
After kicking the camp open, he knew he had won the bet.
Tatar civil strife.
It's time to take advantage of the fire.
He ordered people to open the granaries, warehouses, and horse farms, and then pull out the Tatar female relatives and release the beasts and fish of the Tatar soldiers.
Simply divide into three brigades and attack the camps separately.
Hu Xi personally led the way, and the target was the warehouse of Wengniu Special Department.
As a result, the horse had not run very far when it ran into Temur's army head-on.
Temur is the commander-in-chief of the Maoli children.
His men are all elite riders.
When he saw Hu Xiu, he first sent a hail of arrows and attacked and killed the Mongols nearby without any regard.
The Mongols only care about their own tribe's losses and don't care about other people's losses.
"Raise your shield!"
Hu Zhen brought all the gunmen.
The shield hand holds up the shield, and the gunman checks the ammunition.
Arrows hung from shields.
Temur became angry when he saw the blunderbuss.
These Mingren ladies know how to use firearms cleverly.
If you have the ability to fight like a warrior!
The grassland tribes suffered a lot from fire guns.
"Boys, let's fire up the guns too!"
Temur was a reckless man. When he was angry, he ignored Maoli Boy's instructions and went straight to the guns.
Gun against gun.
The cavalry dispersed, for in the camp the cavalry could not run.
But it also shows that the Mongolian people's riding skills are superb. In the small camp, they still enforce orders and prohibitions and give up open space.
Fire gun soldiers advance.
The Tatar fire musket soldiers were not trained. Because the glazed lead was precious, they only tried the guns once and then distributed them to the tribesmen.
But in order to receive new guns, Mandulu specially asked his soldiers to practice guns with old-fashioned fire guns.
At this moment, the fire gun soldiers set up their guns in a decent manner.
Seeing the Tatar firecrackers, Hu Xi couldn't help laughing: "Withdraw the shield and push forward."
"Commander, if we go further, we will enter the attack range of the fire gun!" Niu Zhen, the governor of the capital camp, asked with his hands raised.
The official hierarchy in the Beijing camp brought out by Yu Qian was very messy.
Hu Wei was just a commander, but he was above the governor. Niu Zhen was the governor, but he had to obey Hu Wei's orders.
Because Hu Xi holds the emperor's sword, his position is low and he is high.
"Push forward!" Hu Xiu said firmly.
Niu Zhen wanted to persuade him, but this was wartime and he had to obey orders.
He yelled at the messenger: "Push the battle line forward! Remove the shield! The shield hand is in front, raise the shield at any time, the spearman is at the back, and the fire gun soldier is at the back!"
coming!
Temur waved his hand to stop firing arrows, and then ordered the fire cannon soldiers to fire.
The new gun has a long range and the lead is moisture-proof.
Bang bang bang!
Firecrackers sounded.
However, the sound was not from the distance, but from the firecracker in his hand.
"ah!"
A shrill scream came from the mouths of the Tatar gun soldiers.
The firecrackers in their hands exploded one after another.
At this moment, the entire battlefield was stunned. Temur didn't expect that a good fire gun would explode.
He also wanted to see the new gun kill Akito until he was stunned. Who would have thought it would end like this!
Niu Zhen glanced at Hu Xiu in horror, and Hu Xiu seemed to know.
And those triumphant fire gun soldiers now let out heart-piercing screams.
They are also mortal bodies, and their bodies are exploded by fire.
Some had their hands lost in the explosion, some had a bloody hole in their chests, and some were simply blinded... The scene was too horrific to watch.
"Attack!"
Hu Xuan roared angrily: "The shield bearers retreated, the spearmen retreated to both sides, and the fire gunmen struck out!"
He also ordered the cavalry to protect the two wings.
Prevent other soldiers in the camp from interfering with the battlefield.
The musketeer fires rapidly, with three rounds of musketry, supplemented by magic arrows while the musketeer replaces projectiles.
Temur was stunned and countless soldiers fell from their horses.
The Ming army's artillery and artillery were too fierce, and the cavalry could not deploy in the small camp. Without shields to cover it, the entire cavalry collapsed instantly.
The pikemen were not idle either, frantically picking up heads. The gunmen who were wounded and maimed by the explosions all received one shot and were stabbed to death.
"Can't retreat! Charge forward!"
Temur is a veteran after all.
I knew that if I retreated at this time, people would trample my horse, and I would suffer heavy losses.
The only chance to reverse the situation is to let the cavalry run and overwhelm this musketry army.
These people are all his subordinates and are very familiar with his orders.
After a brief panic, a defensive formation was formed instantly.
The horse galloped and swooped towards Hu Xiu.
The timing he chose was particularly good. After three rounds of firecrackers were fired, the first round of firecrackers was changing ammunition.
In just such a moment, he became a fighter on the battlefield.
"It's so ruthless. Three to four thousand people were killed and wounded, and yet they were able to organize themselves and charge into the camp! Mobei also has talents!"
Hu Wei's army only had 4,000 men.
They are all infantry. Once they come into close combat with cavalry, they are lambs to be slaughtered.
You must keep your distance from the cavalry.
Fire gun soldiers can take advantage of this.
"Commander, retreat quickly!" Niu Zhen's legs became weak.
"We can't retreat! Come forward to meet us!"
"Distance is the advantage of fire gun soldiers. Once we come into close contact, we will only be hacked to death!" Niu Zhen saw clearly.
"This is the Tatar camp. Can we evacuate?"
Hu Xuan suddenly laughed: "When we meet on a narrow road, the brave one wins, the one who kills his mother will win!"
"The shield hand holds up the shield, the spearman stands in the second row, and the gunman retreats!"
Fortunately, the fire gun soldiers of the Ming Dynasty not only knew how to use guns, but also used spears and arrows.
The elites of the Beijing camp were in Hu Xiu's hands, like an arm.
"Hold your shield hand, the cavalry can't get in!"
"Hurry up and change the gunpowder!"
"The cavalry disperse and are not allowed to enter the formation!"
Hu Xi drew his sword directly: "The general is here, the army is here, the general is dead!"
"This commander will accompany you and others to death!"
"The Ming Dynasty will be victorious!"
The Ming army roared.
The shields surrounded the gunners into a small city, and the cavalry crashed into it, knocking the soldiers holding the shields behind and vomiting blood.
The soldiers behind took the shield and continued to support it, taking turns supporting the shield.
There was a gap in the shield, and the spear came out of the gap and stabbed the horse.
The horses roared and countless cavalry fell to the shield bearers.
The cavalry behind fired arrows into the sky, and the rain of arrows fell in the middle of the shield formation. Countless fire gunmen fell to the ground screaming.
The armor-wearing rate of the Ming army is between 40 and 50%, while the armor-wearing rate of Wengniute's troops is only about 10%.
Even though they were wearing armor, the Ming army also suffered heavy losses.
The Tatar camp has become a meat grinder.
Hu Zhen saw with his own eyes that countless gunmen fell to the ground. The heavy armor he wore was also hit by more than a dozen arrows, but they were all skin injuries.
But the cavalry still failed to break through the shield formation.
The shield bearers died one after another, and more than half of the four thousand soldiers were lost in the blink of an eye.
After several impacts, gaps appeared in the shield array.
Some cavalry broke through the shield formation, and the spearmen were killed by scimitars. They kicked their horses into the camp and rushed into the fire gun formation.
"Maintain the system! No chaos, this commander is still alive!"
Hu Xiu raised his sword high to prove that the general was still there.
He kept shouting and sending out his personal guards to block the gap. The Ming army became fewer and fewer.
The battlefield seemed to be a sea of corpses and blood. The Ming army used the corpses of their comrades as a shield. They all stared at the Tatar soldiers with tears in their eyes.
"Is the gunpowder filled with gunpowder?"
"Return to the commander, pretend!" Niu Zhen was also furious. He personally rode on horseback and beheaded the Tatar cavalry who rushed in, and was stabbed in the stomach.
"Withdraw the shield!"
Hu Xiu shouted sharply.
With an order, the shield was withdrawn, and the gunman raised the gun.
Facing the sky full of arrows and the swooping cavalry, they opened fire without any fear.
The musketeers and cavalry faced each other head-on.
Bang!
The war horse collided with the musket soldier, knocking one man away more than ten meters. The musket fell to the ground, and his chest was shattered into powder, but his eyes were staring at the Tatar soldier.
Is he dead too?
It's worth it to die together!
On the battlefield, fire gun soldiers were constantly being knocked away.
At the moment of death, they fired the final gunshot, and the Tatar soldiers on the war horses fell to the ground. Countless war horses lost the control of the soldiers and ran randomly on the battlefield.
The battle line was once pushed to the command podium.
Hu Wei was a scholar and was conducting independently for the first time.
Before leaving Beijing, he had never seen blood, but now his eyes were full of blood, but it couldn't move his heartstrings.
He stared blankly at the battlefield.
Even if the cavalry was close at hand, he did not panic.
More and more musketeers were knocked away by the cavalry, as if they were defeated like a mountain.
There was a cry of mourning on the battlefield.
But he couldn't move Hu Xi's heart. He stared at the battlefield: "Lancers, kill the horses!"
He wanted to use the carcasses of his horses to block the cavalry's attack.
In this wave, most of the troops were lost. He had less than a thousand available soldiers, and all of them suffered losses.
A firecracker soldier had his head cut off by a machete, but his body was still standing, holding the firecracker in both hands and maintaining a shooting posture.
Countless soldiers were disemboweled and knocked away by their horses, and even their bodies could not be found.
However, no one stepped back!
The general is the soul of the army.
General, strong and strong, this army is the strongest in the world.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Niu Zhen was covered in blood, not knowing whether it was her own or someone else's, and she was pointing at the Tatar soldiers like crazy.
The advantage in the battle lies entirely with Temur.
The Ming army was defeated only in an instant.
However, Temur was so angry that he brought 10,000 people with him. More than 5,000 died on the battlefield and more than 2,000 were injured.
There are only 3,000 active people left!
But what he faced was only four thousand Ming troops, and this was still on his home court.
He used to think that the Ming army was all soft persimmons, and he could do whatever he wanted. He thought that if he fought in the field, he could defeat the Ming army to death with one cap and a hundred.
Looking at it now, if it were really a field battle, the Ming army might be able to draw with the Tatar army.
Who is the commander of this Ming army?
Why did it collapse like this and not collapse yet?
Is the Ming army worthy of being so strong?
"I'll give you a stick of incense, I want to see all the heads of the Ming army!" Temur was anxious.
but.
A Ming army appeared on the flank of the Tatar army.
This Ming army raised their guns and shot.
The unprepared Tatar troops fell to the ground one after another.
"Reinforcements are coming!"
Hu Wei ordered the horses to be killed, which slowed down the cavalry's charge.
In just a short time, more than three hundred gunmen were strangled.
Hu Zhen saw with his own eyes that the cavalry was harvesting his men like a harvester. His eyes were filled with blood and his hatred surged.
The turning point finally came.
He rode on a horse: "Niu Zhen, can you still fight?"
Niu Zhen was exhausted and was covered in wounds.
Hearing the panic of the Tatar army, he knew that reinforcements were coming. The sound of firecrackers kept ringing, and he knew that the governor Pang Yu was leading his troops to rescue them.
"Yes! I will die on the battlefield!" Niu Zhen got up.
He could no longer ride the horse and could only move forward hobblingly.
"There is no ammunition. Throw away the blunderbuss, pick up the knife, and charge at me!" Hu Xiu mounted a horse and led more than 700 men to hit the center of the Tatar soldiers as if they were desperate.
On the other side, after Pang Yu approached the battlefield, he ordered the gunman to fire quickly, and the spearman to harvest lives.
After three rounds of firecrackers.
Temur's Wengniute soldiers collapsed immediately!
The Mongols are not good at tug-of-war. They like to drive the enemy like cattle and sheep, and wait until the enemy is exhausted before coming out to harvest.
But this battlefield was different. First, the new gun had an accident and two thousand people were lost.
They were beaten wildly by the Ming army and lost another group of people.
When using cavalry to harvest infantry, he bit into a hard plate and chipped his teeth.
In addition, after suffering a big defeat today and Mandu Luhan dying again, his mentality was already unstable.
The flank was hit by three rounds of fire cannons and collapsed immediately.
"Hold still! Hold still!"
It was useless no matter how Temur shouted, the cavalry exploded.
Running in all directions.
There was no way to contain the remnants of the army.
Temur knew he was defeated, and the battle was lost inexplicably.
It was ironic that 10,000 cavalrymen could easily capture the Ming army, but they were defeated by 4,000 men.
It was the most humiliating battle since his debut.
Go back!
Temur made the most correct decision and retreated into the camp.
but.
But Hu Xi pestered him like a madman.
As a result, there was a funny scene on the battlefield. Seven hundred infantrymen chased more than a thousand cavalrymen across the ground.
The cavalry fell further and further behind.
It's getting closer and closer to the camp of Wengniute's tribe.
Bang!
Firecrackers sounded.
Just as Muter breathed a sigh of relief, his heart suddenly hurt.
Seeing the camp gate approaching, I was immediately safe, but...it seemed like I was summoned by the Immortal Heaven!
Plop!
Muter rolled off his horse, but his bodyguard ignored his body and rushed into the Wengniute headquarters like crazy.
"Hush!"
Hu Wei tightened the reins of his war horse, stopped his gallop, bent down and cut off Muter's head, and held it up high: "The Ming Dynasty will be victorious! Victorious!"
Outside the camp of Wengniute's tribe, cheers could be heard one after another.
The cheers were deafening and resounded throughout the world.
The Maori boy is still dreaming.
Suddenly he heard deafening cheers and stood up suddenly: "What happened?"
"Muter is gone!" the general who escaped reported.
The Maoli boy thought it was a joke, and immediately opened his eyes: "How is it possible? Muter brought ten thousand elites in his camp, how could he just say no and be gone?"
"Chief, there's a ghost, there's a ghost!"
The general said in horror: "The new gun has exploded, the new gun has exploded..."
The Maoli boy didn’t understand, what does it mean that a new gun has exploded?
Agu, who was in the big tent, suddenly turned pale. The new gun exploded, which meant that the new gun exploded. It was the new gun he bought from Daming at a high price, and it exploded!
That led to Muter's defeat!
What about Unni?
That part was finished with a trembling voice.
The Maoli boy picked up Agu like an exploding firecracker: "How did you buy it? Have you never tried the new gun?"
"I've tried it, and it's all normal fire guns. Wei Chen even asked our firearms craftsman to take a look at it and said it was a good gun that is rare to see in a thousand years..."
"Fuck you motherfucker!"
The Maoli boy punched Agu in the face.
What he hates the most is this polite bastard who looks like a Han!
That's 10,000 elites.
Just say no and it’s gone?
The Ming army that attacked the camp numbered at least 20,000 to 30,000 people, and they were all elites. Where did Yu Qian come from with so many people?
Could it be that he was transferred from Jizhou Town?
He regretted a little. If he had suppressed his murderous intention and not killed Mantulu, it would have been the Tatars who were showing off their power under Daning City.
"Leader, General Unni..." Agu reminded him.
Yes, and Unni!
Unni also got a new gun.
The Maoli boy was about to give an order telling Unni not to use the new gun.
But at this moment, a general came to report in a hurry: "Chief, General Unni has been defeated! Retreat quickly!"
"What?"
The Maori boy is crumbling.
Unni also took away 10,000 elites, how could he be defeated?
Could it be that Ming Dynasty sent people from the capital again?
Once the 20,000 elite men were gone, the originally powerful Wengniute tribe was instantly reduced to a second-rate tribe.
The Maoli boy's eyes flashed sharply: "I have lost something, don't let anyone think about it!"
"Someone is coming!"
"Gather all the tribes together!"
"Let Dai Qin succeed to the throne of Khan!"
"Order the Tatars to fight against the Ming Dynasty and return to Mobei. Let's go home!"
The Maoli boy made a prompt decision. If his tribe suffered a loss, he would replenish it from other people's tribes.
Hearing this, Dai Qin was overjoyed.
He actually succeeded to the throne.
There's nothing wrong with being a puppet.
Back then, his father Mandulu was also a puppet. Why not just kill the grand master, turn the situation around, and regain his power? What Mandulu can do, he, Dai Qin, can do too!
In the middle of the camp, Hu Xiu and Yu Kang met.
Hu Wei lost more than 6,000 men and had less than 6,000 left.
Yu Kang was miserable. He brought out 15,000 men and suffered heavy losses on the frontal battlefield. He then kicked the camp and attacked it, leaving only more than 1,000 people, all of whom were injured.
Fortunately, when he was strangled by Unni, Hu Xiu led his men to attack Unni, causing the Unni army to be defeated.
Hu Xiu and Yu Kang looked at each other and smiled.
The commander's plan is done!
In this battle, the Tatars lost 20,000 elite troops.
In addition to the thousands of people who died in Daning City, the loss was estimated to be around 30,000 people.
In comparison, Ming Dynasty suffered heavier losses, and Yu Qian's troops were disabled.
But it was still a rare victory.
"We can't kill anymore, we don't have the ability to kill the enemy!" Hu Xiu smiled bitterly.
On the one hand, it was dark, and it was difficult to take advantage of the enemy camp.
On the other hand, the ammunition of the Fire Gun Soldiers is at the bottom, and it will be gone after one more round, so you need to save ammunition.
"I have sent someone to inform the commander-in-chief to send reinforcements!" Yu Kang was very tired.
“If you want to achieve great achievements, you must do things that ordinary people dare not do!”
Hu Wei's eyes were determined: "Huo Qubing can recruit the Huns to fight against the Huns, we can also recruit the Tatars and fight against the Tatars!"
Yu Kang's eyes lit up.
They took prisoners and asked about the situation in the Tatar camp.
The Maoli boy killed Mandulu, causing chaos in the Tatar camp.
Those who stopped them were the elite soldiers of Wengniu's special department.
Yu Kang knew very well that the Wengniut tribe was very strong and fully capable of suppressing the Tatar tribes.
But their Ming army, with only 7,000 men left, could make some noise, making it difficult for Wengniu's special troops to sleep peacefully.
"Yes, I want to conquer all the Tatar tribes!"
"The Maori boys can use force to suppress the Tatar tribes."
"We can do it too!"
"Don't forget, this is Ming Dynasty's territory!"
"If they want to go back to Mobei, they have to look at our faces!"
"How was the battle?"
"How can our Ming people be weaker than the Tatars? We Ming people are the strongest!"
Hu Wei looked at Yu Kang: "Are you willing to gamble with your life with me?"
"You are such a madman!"
Yu Kang looked at Hu Xiu and smiled: "Exactly, I think so too. Your Majesty wants to recruit Tatars for your own use, so we will recruit Tatar soldiers for Your Majesty!"
"For His Majesty Jingzhong, what can I not dare to do?"
"For every point we collect, we will weaken the Maoli children by one point."
"Just take in all the Tatar tribes!"
Yu Kang laughed.
"Hahaha! I am a madman! You, Yu Kang, are also a madman!" Hu Xi laughed.
He and Yu Kang reached a consensus.
They joined forces, bypassed the Wengniut tribe's camp, and began to contact the Tatar tribes.
The Maoli boys also tightened their defense lines, deliberately avoiding Hu Xiu and Yu Kang.
He didn't want to lose any more.
Of the 20,000 elite soldiers, less than 5,000 came back, and two more generals were lost. This loss was like cutting his flesh.
The Wengniu Special Department cannot be lost in vain.
On top of Daning City.
Yu Qian was also recruiting Tatar troops to surrender.
Hu Xi wants to use Hu to control Hu.
Yu Qian is also using this method: "Gu Rong, ask them what they want, and I will reward them all! I ask them to surrender!"
Baguo of Yongxie Bubu died, and many dignitaries died.
There was only one man left, named Targujin, who was Baguo's cousin. Because he was a step too late, his ears were blown away and his life was saved.
He barely maintained the Yongxie Bubu.
More than 2,000 people were surrendered by Gu Rong, and many of them fled. Targujin still had more than 6,000 people in his hands.
Yu Qian wanted to recruit them.
Use them to attack the Tatar camp.
Wu Zun was shocked by Yu Qian's imagination. He actually wanted to use Tatars to fight the Tatars. Is this possible?
"Huo Qubing was in Mobei, relying on the Huns."
Yu Qian stroked his beard and smiled: "The troops in my hands are stretched thin, so I can only drink poison to quench my thirst."
"Maybe, these Tatars want the Tatars in the camp to die more than we do."
"Sometimes it is one's friends who are envious and jealous."
Wu Zun somewhat understood that Yu Qian wanted to take advantage of the Tatar people's contradictions.
"Commander, why don't you send a letter to Jizhou Town and ask Zhang Gu to lead the army to help." Wu Zunjin said.
Yu Qian smiled and said nothing.
Your Majesty is ambitious, why doesn't he Yu Qian?
In the past, Yu Qian wanted to be a saint for all eternity, but now Yu Qian just wants to be a saint for today!
The Martial Saint, the Military Saint, and the Literary Saint should all be crowned on his head.
Therefore, he has already made this plan since he moved to Jizhou Town. It is so interlocking that there is nothing he dare not do except what you can't think of.
Wu Zun's eyes widened: "Commander, you mobilized Jizhou Town in advance? Then the capital..."
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