The moon is dark,
The wind is high,
Killing night!
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Shilka River, a tributary of Heilongjiang River, is located in the northern section.
Since decades ago, this place has been frequently affected by sandstorms. Water sources and pastures are not suitable for grazing. Over time, many tribes on the grassland will avoid this place.
But now, hundreds of miles deeper to the north, you can see endless white tents, igniting little sparks. This is the secret stronghold of Wala and other tribes, with a total of nearly 100,000 troops.
Sandstorms and harsh environment became their best city wall.
Their ancestors have lived here for thousands of years and are the favorites of the Immortal Heaven. Ming people are not familiar with the laws of dust storms and can easily become food for falcons.
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"Xu."
"Rest for a quarter of an hour."
A Jurchen scout team stopped by the river.
A total of ten people took out dry food and fodder to fill the five internal organs temples of people and horses.
A horse cannot grow fat without night grass.
It's freezing cold and patrolling at night, so we need to feed them at least three times a night.
"Anta, water."
A Jurchen handed the water bag to his brother.
"Thanks."
The man raised his head, revealing his cheeks that were red from the cold and the strange dark tattoos. He took the water bag and moistened his lower lips.
"An Da, I heard that our previous plan failed?"
The Jurchen glanced at the companions around him and whispered.
"Well, the losses were heavy. I also heard about this from several tribesmen who escaped."
There was worry in the man's eyebrows, and his tone was full of complaints: "It's all the fault of those Wala people. If they hadn't failed in their actions, how could everyone's months of hard work be wasted!"
"An Da, be careful what you say." Jurchen reminded.
"snort."
The man just snorted coldly.
The Ming Dynasty was so powerful that these tribes had no choice but to join forces to keep warm. Fortunately, thanks to the bond of longevity, everyone was barely united.
It's just that the strategy of substituting a pillar for a pillar is too important and will directly affect all aspects in the future. Otherwise, how can nearly 100,000 soldiers and horses eat, drink, and eat on just a few pieces of pasture?
In February, we raided the territory, selected suitable talents to lurk, and waited for the destroyed city to gradually regain its vitality. We went around in circles for several months, but at the critical moment, things went wrong. From top to bottom, who didn't feel resentful?
"An Da, there is no use complaining. Although the Ming Dynasty is at its peak, I believe we can definitely take back the grassland!"
"But don't think about it, Ming Dynasty..."
The words are not finished yet.
A cluster of blood arrows hit the man's face, moistening his eyelids, and his pupils widened in disbelief.
The sharp arrow pierced the throat.
His angry eyes dimmed instantly.
"Enemy attack!"
The man reacted very quickly and even took the initiative to hide in his brother's arms. At the same time, he was about to take off the trumpet arrow from his waist and send out a signal.
There is no time to spare.
Uh-huh!
The arrow pierced his heart with unparalleled force, and the remaining force lifted the bodies of the two people into the air.
The energy drained away quickly like a faucet with a valve open.
The man tilted his head slightly, blood foam spat out from his mouth, and a horse was reflected in his gradually dimming pupils. Then, like cavalry from hell, countless black silhouettes appeared one after another.
Annihilation of consciousness.
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…
"Okay! Li Kui, your archery skills are good!"
Zhu Zhanji, who was wearing golden fish scale armor and holding a bag in his hand, looked at it for a moment and said with a hearty smile.
"Your Highness is overly complimentary."
Next to him, Li Kui, wearing dragon, tiger and gold armor, put down the special bow in his hand and pulled out the Guandao stuck on the ground.
The Yan Ling Dao was completely scrapped. Considering that it would be more convenient to use a long weapon to charge into the battle in person, I chose the Guan Guan Dao. Fortunately, it was not unfamiliar to use.
look around.
Ten thousand elite cavalrymen untied the soft cloth from their horses' hooves.
Further ahead, Ye Buhui was collecting the scout team that was clearing out the barbarians.
"Come."
Zhu Zhanji greeted him, tightened the reins, and drove his horse to a slightly higher ground.
The view here is wide, and he can clearly see the camps in the distance. He couldn't help but sneered: "These grassland barbarians are well hidden."
It took them three days to prepare, another three days to get here, and then after a day of rest, they launched the general attack!
During this period, if Li Kui hadn't led the way, he might not have been able to find this place even if he rode on horseback for a month.
Li Kui remained silent.
Zhu Zhanji thought Li Kui was a little nervous and smiled:
"When the time comes, all you have to do is charge forward. Keep rushing forward, and they will follow you."
"good!"
Li Kui glanced at Zhu Zhanji and nodded in agreement.
About a quarter of an hour.
A Qianhu who stayed awake all night came on horseback and reported: "Your Highness, the scouts outside have been dealt with."
"Um."
Zhu Zhanji nodded slightly and estimated in his mind that it was almost midnight!
Immediately, he said sonorously and forcefully: "Tonight, I will complete my work in one battle!"
The words trailed off.
Zhu Zhanji raised his fists and arms and clenched them suddenly.
Immediately I saw the cavalry behind them dispersed. Several majestic beasts dragged three behemoths forward slowly. Behind them, there were thousands of soldiers pushing various cannons forward. Everything was being prepared in an orderly manner.
The ferocious and dark large-caliber rotating gun barrel, steel wheels and heavy base crashed to the ground under the combined efforts of dozens of Shenji Battalion soldiers.
There was no shouting, everything went on in an orderly manner.
Not long after, various gun muzzles were aimed at the military camp in the distance.
"It's almost ready."
Zhu Zhanji held a telescope and looked at the left and right sides of the Manzi military camp. The same vague outline appeared, and he immediately smiled and said:
"Li Kui, let me treat you to a fireworks display!"
"good!"
Li Kui glanced at the night sky. The dark clouds quietly blocked the tiny stars, and the deep night seemed to be within reach.
Definitely a great night.
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…
at the same time.
The Chinese military tent.
It was a lively scene.
There was a roasted lamb in the middle, and the bonfire was burning hot. Oil and water dripped into the flames, splashing with sparks.
There are ten people sitting on each side.
Sitting on the high platform were two burly and rugged-looking men, namely Bo'er Jijin, Tuotuo Buhua, and Choros Yexian.
These two are both outstanding figures in the Oara tribe, and they are also the commanders-in-chief of the army. They are equal to each other on the surface.
In fact, as the son of the leader of Wala, Tuohuan, his voice and appeal will be more important!
"A few days have passed since the Ming Dynasty's purge, but I would like to ask the two commanders, what should we do now!"
Someone took a bite of the fatty mutton and said vaguely.
A brave man took the lead, and the rest of the people immediately started to attack, and the crowd was noisy for a while.
"Two commanders-in-chief, my people are starting to starve. If we continue like this, we won't be able to fill our stomachs by eating grass and dirt!"
"That's right, we can't do anything about Ming Dynasty. We can go and defeat the tsar and conquer North Korea. At least we don't have to freeze and starve here!"
There are a lot of people talking about everything, either directly or euphemistically.
But the subtext is very obvious, just two words——
retreat!
These tribal leaders obviously don't want to stay here anymore and waste time.
The plan has failed. If Daming is wary, he will not be fooled again, let alone a head-on confrontation.
It is better to pick the soft persimmon first and pinch it to regain your strength.
Moreover, they already have deep resentment in their hearts. For a whole year, everyone worked together for a better tomorrow for the grassland!
As a result, you yourself made a mistake at the critical moment, how can they swallow this breath!
"..."
When he sat on the high platform, he quietly clasped his big hands, lowered his head slightly, and looked very gloomy.
When it comes to being confused and angry, he ranks first.
I never imagined that something could go wrong even if Mr. Liu acted in person, but now Liu Rufu does not know whether he is alive or dead, and there is no place to ask anyone to hold him accountable!
