Chapter 390 The furious little Tartar prince!

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When the little Tatar prince led the rear army and rushed to the gates of Quaning City, it was unbelievable to face the news that all his elite cavalry were killed.

"Asshole!"

He raised the riding crop in his hand and whipped the scout in front of him again and again, his face looking extremely ferocious:

"The Ming army retreated all the way here, how could it be possible that they could wipe out my vanguard so easily?"

"Also, Batur and the others are all elites in the country and have been fighting for a long time. The Ming army is huddled in the city. What can we do to destroy them?"

"Go and find out more information!"

The scout raised his head in panic:

"Little prince, it's true. Batur and the others are all dead! We went to check clearly. They were all shot to death there by crossbow arrows!"

"About four hundred steps away from the city wall, they are all dead!"

Many senior officers in the Tatar army suddenly looked at each other. When did the Ming army have such a powerful crossbow?

A captain of ten thousand men could not help but draw his sword and scold:

"Nonsense!"

"What crossbow can penetrate armor at a distance of four hundred paces?"

The Tatars are good at riding and shooting, and they use strong bows and hard arrows. But even so, it is difficult to penetrate leather armor from three hundred paces away. What's more, in this situation, the Ming army is clearly stationed in the city. Batur and the others were chasing the fleeing troops outside. How could they be easily shot and killed by the Ming army in the city with such maneuvers?

The scout knelt on the spot, trembling with fear:

"We couldn't believe it when we checked..."

After listening to another wave of scouts' reports, the little Tatar prince finally understood that his elite forward, an entire group of old Qianhu cavalry, died tragically in the hands of the Ming army in front of him!

"ah!"

He angrily drew out the long knife in his hand, looked up to the sky and roared:

"Which Ming army is in the city? Which general? I will cut him into pieces!"

A captain of ten thousand men rode forward and stared at the city wall in the distance for a while, then turned back and said:

"Little prince, this Ming army seems to be a little special. I saw the flag on the city is flying the Su flag..."

Um?

When the little Tatar prince heard this, his anger subsided a little, and he said with some surprise:

"You said the Ming army in this city is under Su Wu's command?"

He also rode forward and carefully looked at the small town in front of him, his face uncertain.

"Did the Ming army come so quickly?"

"Isn't Su Wu the commander-in-chief? Why is he stationed here?"

According to his original expectation, he would have to wait until the Tatar army broke through Xingzhou and came to the Gubeikou area to encounter a big military leader like Su Wu. How could he encounter him so early?

The Tatars had been secretly communicating with those Ming Dynasty businessmen, and knew that Su Wu was a person whom the Ming Prince trusted, and he was also a good soldier in marching and fighting, so when he suddenly saw him here, he suddenly became a little surprised and suspicious.

Didn't his strategy of doubting the soldiers work? The remaining feigned attacks failed to fully mobilize the Ming army?

Several other captains of ten thousand men did not take it to heart. After observing for a while, they all spoke:

"Prince, it seems that Batur and the others were careless and did not expect that most of the Ming army was here, so they were completely annihilated..."

"But now that our army has arrived, there is no need to take them to heart. It's just a small town, so what if we are prepared?"

"No matter how powerful that Su Wu is, even if he does have a powerful bow and crossbow, what does it mean in front of our army?"

"That's right, just kill him first to add to our fun! The one in front only knows how to escape all the way and is not slippery. Let's see if they dare to escape again this time!"

The Tatar army has a fierce temperament, and after learning that its forward was eliminated, it was completely aroused. Therefore, after hesitating for a while, the little Tatar prince also made up his mind:

"Everyone set up camp! Fire up the guns!"

"Prepare to attack the city!"



On the city wall, Zhu Gaojie stared at the Tatar army for a long time. When he saw that they were starting to set up camp, he nodded:

"Okay, the Tatars took the bait."

He ordered Su Wu:

"Send the order and ask Fengzi Camp to prepare to take their retreat, and the Fifth Army Camp to prepare to close the door and beat the dogs from the east side."

"The Shenji Battalion is ready. The gunners in the city will observe the opposite position. They will smash their gunners later and then defend this wave."

"When the Tatars are exhausted and retreat, they can go out of the city to fight in the field and eat this Tatar army."

Su Wu also looked around with a telescope and asked:

"Your Highness, the little Tatar prince across from you probably doesn't know you are here. Otherwise, he will probably think about it again..."

When Zhu Gaojie was still King of Qi, he followed Zhu Di and killed all the Oara and Tatar people on the Mobei grassland. Even Mahamu, the Khan of the Oara people, was beheaded by Zhu Gaojie. , and the old Tatar leader was also killed by Zhu Gaojie's army at that time.

Therefore, the Tatars hate Zhu Gaojie very much, but at the same time they are also somewhat afraid.

If the little Tatar prince knew that Zhu Gaojie was ambushing him with the entire Shenji Battalion in the small city in front of him, he would probably have to think carefully...

But at the moment, he thought that Su Wu, the commander of the Ming Dynasty, was stationed here. Although he was a little surprised, he didn't take it to heart. After all, in the eyes of the Tatars, the average strength of the Ming army was just like that. How could they be so experienced? Fight against the Tatar cavalry?

Zhu Gaojie looked at the movement of the Tatar army in the distance and smiled slightly:

"This little prince, with only 30,000 Tatar troops, felt that he could kill Peiping City in one fell swoop, and even kill the entire Shuntian Mansion..."

"I think he ate too much mutton on the grassland and couldn't think straight."

"Since he dared to come today, don't even think about going back."

It didn't take long for the Tatar army to prepare the artillery carts. They fired a few test rounds and landed not far from the city wall. The front army also moved forward slowly and was about to start attacking the city.

Today's artillery carts are actually simple trebuchets. Both the Tatars and the Ming Dynasty have them. They serve as a head start. The real range and lethality are not great. Therefore, the Tatars confidently and boldly use the artillery carts. The position was moved forward, with the intention of frightening the Ming army in the city from the beginning.

When Zhu Gaojie saw this scene, he almost cried out in joy.

Isn’t it obvious that you want to give it away?

The artillery carts in the Ming army had been improved by him a long time ago, and counterweights were added. This small change immediately raised the Ming artillery carts to several levels. Not only did they shoot far, but they also The power has also been strengthened!

In short, the artillery carriages of the Ming army are completely enough to crush the artillery carriages of the Tatars on the opposite side!

"First some hors d'oeuvres for the Tatars."

Zhu Gaojie smiled and gave orders:

"First smash all their artillery carriages!"