Along the way, there is nothing to say. The capital of the Delhi Sultanate fell, and the entire land of Poison fell into turmoil. Warlords scrambled to stand on their own feet, and various religions took the opportunity to attack and suppress each other. No one wants to provoke this seemingly very powerful army. So Zhu Su and his party came out of the poisonous area without any danger. Everyone of them had war horses. Although they may not all be cavalry who can fight on horses, their marching speed was extremely fast.
Even so, it still took them more than half a month to reach the land in the river. As soon as they arrived in the river, everyone felt a strong atmosphere of war: the houses collapsed, the fields were deserted, and there was no human habitation at all, but some scattered skeletons and corpses could be seen from time to time. Occasionally, one or two crows and vultures are seen, which are also surprisingly large. The croaking noise is full of energy, and it is obvious that there is no shortage of carcasses to feed.
"The two armies are fighting. This is caused by large armies plundering the people everywhere." Di Meng said to Zhu Su. Zhu Su turned to look at Ranger Bian Buping, and Bian Buping hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness King Zhou, this was not done by the troops under His Royal Highness King Yan."
"In recent years, Timur has been conquering the north and south, and the land in the river has been exhausted. The occasional herdsmen have also moved to other places. There is no food to plunder. Looking at the traces, it seems that The men and horses under Timur did it. You see, the knife marks on this corpse are obviously the marks of Turkic scimitars..."
Zhu Su looked down and saw that the knife marks on the ribs of a corpse ranged from shallow to deep. It was indeed caused by a scimitar that was not commonly used in the Ming Dynasty. In fact, even if Zhu Di went around looting food and grass, Zhu Su felt that it was understandable. In the empire, winning by any means is naturally more important than morality.
In this era, the weak eat the strong. If you starve your own soldiers to death for the sake of hypocrisy, it is definitely a heinous mistake.
Zhu Su frowned and pondered. Logically speaking, this place was quite far away from Keshi City, so there was no need for Timur to extend his tentacles here. Doing this has no meaning other than wasting troops... So what is Timur doing by sending a large number of troops here?
Zhu Su's eyes lit up and he thought of a possibility. Could it be that Zhu Di was hiding, so Timur went out to find him?
"Bian Buping." Zhu Di called Caoshang Fei Bian Buping and said, "Where is King Yan's garrison that you can find?"
"His Royal Highness King Yan was originally stationed in the 'Black Horse Anshan' twenty miles east of Keshi City. But now times have changed, and I don't know if His Highness is still stationed there." Bian Buping said.
Zhu Su immediately arranged for a scouting horse to go to the so-called "Black Horse Anshan", and he ordered the army to be on guard. If there are traces of Timur's exploration of horses nearby, An Zhi will attract a large number of soldiers and horses.
As we were proceeding cautiously, we suddenly saw many vultures circling a mountain col ahead. The general leading the vanguard of the front army was excited and immediately flew to the middle army to report to Zhu Su. Zhu Su immediately issued an order. The army was divided into two parts, taking care of the front and rear. Go and have a look!
Since there are frightened birds, it means that there must be people and horses fighting in the area not far away.
Zhu Su personally led the front army and the middle army to the slope in front. He picked up the lookout and took a look. Sure enough, two armies were fighting. One of the teams held a black flag with three strange red circles drawn on it in the shape of a Chinese character. The other team was composed of Mongolians wearing leather armor and felt hats. Mongolian people, but the flags they held were clearly embroidered with a round sun and a bright moon, and a huge word "Yan" was written on the flag behind them.
"Assault! Save the Mongols!"
This must be the Oara surrender army that Fourth Brother recruited! Zhu Su made a decision in an instant and pointed his finger at the party holding the strange black and red flag. The soldiers of the Ming Army did not hesitate at all, and immediately pulled out the swords made of fine steel from their waists. The light of the swords condensed into a leaping sword in the sun, and then, the earth-shattering word "kill" resounded instantly. col.
Mahamu was holding a spear in his hand, and he was holding his own under the offensive of these Timurid Empire troops. Suddenly he heard the familiar Chinese word "kill", and he couldn't help but trembled, thinking it was King Yan. His Highness actually turned back and fought back. When he saw that this Ming army was not the Shenji Battalion under His Highness King Yan, but rather more brightly armored and imposing, he couldn't help but be startled.
But he reacted immediately and shouted in Mongolian: "It's the Ming Dynasty's reinforcements, it's the Celestial Army sent by Changshengtian to help us! Warriors of the grassland, defeat these barbaric barbarians!"
Nomads also have a chain of contempt. These Oara people were born in the steppes and consider themselves to be direct descendants of Mongolia. Naturally, they call the Mongolian Turks in the border areas barbarians. Seeing the arrival of reinforcements, the Mongolian army, which had already shown signs of decline, suddenly burst into combat power again, angrily pushing the Timur Empire's front line back a few steps.
The generals of the Timur Empire were also battle-hardened. Seeing an ambush on the slope, they immediately arranged for reserve guards to stand on top, intending to hold on for a while so that the main force could devour the Mongols in front of them. Unexpectedly, the Mongols were so energetic that they pushed the battle line back a little. As a result, the rhythm was disrupted. The reserve army originally used to defend Zhu Su's side failed to form a formation as expected...
"Sun, Moon, Rivers and Mountains!"
The Ming army general who was leading the shouting of the war cry wielded a heavy and sharp long-handled sword with a ring-shaped head. When he passed by, he used the momentum of his horse to lift up and hit an enemy general who was coming towards him. The human head and the horse's head flew out directly. The Ming Dynasty cavalry behind them were all well-equipped and armored, and they were commanding and fearless. A group of them ran directly into the Timur Empire's military formation, killing many people and turning them upside down.
Zhu Su stood on the mountain, constantly observing the situation of the two armies with a lookout tube, and commanded the soldiers to continuously divide them left and right, or drill through the enemy's general's position. Obviously, these armies of the Timur Empire have been fighting with the Mongolian surrender troops for some time, and both sides have exhausted their last resort cards. After sending out the final reserves to try to defend, the generals of the Timur Empire no longer have any A way to turn the tide. Zhu Su's elite warriors rushed left and right, quickly dividing the enemy into several pieces, and then slowly eating away the demoralized enemy.
Our own troops are at a disadvantage and do not have the extra energy to manage prisoners. Moreover, sometimes killing to show off one's power is indeed a good way to break the deadlock. Therefore, Zhu Su's general order was "Kill if you can, and leave no one alive."
Obviously those Mongolians and Zhu Su who had been aggrieved for a long time had the same idea. With the tacit understanding of the two armies, this mountain col instantly turned into a river of blood. Countless Timur soldiers who knelt down and surrendered saw their companions being decisively killed. Kill them, or pick up weapons tremblingly again and prepare to resist, or drop their weapons and armor and run away... However, this is all in vain. The Ming army has horses, the Mongolian bows and arrows are tricky and ruthless, and they are just two pieces of flesh. How can legs outrun war horses and arrows?
They happened to be stuck in this mountain col. There is no escape.
"Your Highness, the enemy general has been captured." Someone captured a man with a bloody face and threw him in front of Zhu Su's horse.
(End of chapter)
