The 60,000 Ming army, who were waiting for work, launched a violent attack on the 20,000 exhausted Ora cavalry from three directions.
Since the Polo army did not have time to set up a camp, it was impossible to conduct a three-sided battle when there was no danger to defend and the numbers were completely at a disadvantage.
The fighting soon turned into a one-sided massacre.
The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty vented their anger to their heart's content. In the past two months, the Tumubao Incident not only killed half a million soldiers on the battlefield, but also mercilessly humiliated the reputation of the Ming army.
Now the 60,000-strong army is furious, not only to avenge the dead soldiers, but also to clear the name of the Ming army.
In just two quarters of an hour, the Wala soldiers no longer wanted to fight and began to collapse.
Bo Luo was still sitting in the central army with his own soldiers. When he was at a loss, King Saihan, who had gone out to organize a resistance, rushed into the tent angrily. As soon as he saw Bo Luo, he shouted at Bo Luo:
"It's all your fault. We camped ten miles away, and nothing happened. Now it's better. The soldiers have been tormented by you for several days. Now they are wearing heavy armor and are all lying on the ground so tired that they don't think about it. Don’t move, let alone let them kill people, even if you let them herd sheep, it will be too much."
Polo shook his head helplessly and did not refute.
King Saihan continued: "Brother, let's withdraw. The Ming army is besieging us on three sides, leaving us a way out. We admit defeat now and let the soldiers gallop all the way to the west. In just a moment, we will reach the main force of Brother. Camp.
In this way, at most three to four thousand people will die, and we can still reorganize our army and fight again.
If we persist pointlessly, our direct followers will be finished. How can we three brothers gain a foothold in Wala then? "
Polo asked in despair: "What about the food and baggage?"
"It's already this time, no matter what we do with the food, grass and baggage, let's throw all the baggage and property to the Ming army and let the Ming army snatch the spoils. This will buy us time to retreat."
Polo is the Iron Marshal after all. When it came time to cut off his tail to survive, he finally made the decision in time.
The soldiers of Wala, who were struggling to hold on, received the signal to retreat, and as if they had been pardoned, they abandoned their armor and galloped on their horses.
When the Ming army saw this, they were greatly encouraged and worked even harder to harvest the heads of the Wala soldiers.
An hour later, the sky became hazy and bright. Most of the troops of the three Polo brothers successfully escaped. Since Zhu Qiyu issued an order in advance to prohibit pursuit, as long as the Wala soldiers could escape from the camp and choose the right direction and head west, they could basically escape.
However, there were still quite a number of soldiers who were so disoriented that they could not tell the difference between east, west and north. Coupled with bad luck, as soon as they left the camp, they ran into the infantry phalanx of the Ming army who were following up.
The infantry of the Ming army relied on their chariots and used long spears and muskets to greet the soldiers in Oala, giving them a good beating.
…
Zhu Qiyu led everyone to stay up all night. Now everyone is looking for a place to lean on and close their eyes to rest. As soon as it got light, Liu Chang entered the West Flower Hall excitedly.
As soon as everyone saw Liu Chang coming in, they all sat upright with a shudder.
Zhu Qiyu didn't even wear shoes. He immediately jumped off the soft couch and rushed to Liu Chang's body. While carefully checking up and down, he asked with concern: "An Guo, are you injured? Are everyone else okay?"
Liu Chang saw that Zhu Qiyu was not in a hurry to ask about the situation of the battle, but was immediately concerned about whether his guards were injured. He couldn't help but feel warm in his heart and quickly replied: "Your Majesty, don't worry, the general will be fine. The battle went very smoothly. The general's men Only a few personal guards were slightly injured."
Only then did Zhu Qiyu feel relieved. Liu Chang was the first general he promoted from the bottom. It would be very heartbreaking if there were both long and two shortcomings.
Zhu Qiyu personally gave Liu Chang the nickname "Anguo", which shows that he has high expectations for him. As long as Liu Chang doesn't die prematurely, he will definitely be set as a benchmark by Zhu Qiyu, letting others take a good look at the future of those who are the first to work with the new king.
After confirming that Liu Chang and other personal guards were fine, Zhu Qiyu asked about the situation of the battle.
Liu Chang replied with great certainty: "Polo issued the order to retreat in time, and most of the Oara soldiers successfully fled westward into Yexian's camp. According to the general's rough estimate, the upper limit of the Oara soldiers we killed was not More than five thousand, but the minimum should be at least two thousand.
This is a great victory, Your Majesty, and Polo did not burn his own food, grass and baggage, but left it all to us. "
"Okay, okay, An Guoqian will go down to rest first. In the afternoon, the princess and I will go to the pro-army camp to work for the troops and distribute rewards on the spot."
Liu Chang quickly agreed and went to rest happily.
Zhu Qiyu turned to Lin Xiangyu and smiled: "Little princess, did you hear that? Liu Chang said that two thousand to five thousand people were hacked to death this night. You, the banker, will have to pay for it."
Lin Xiangyu lamented with an innocent face: "Why, why is this all happening, how could so many people be hacked to death in one night?
According to the past performance of the frontier army, wouldn't it be considered a great victory if several hundred Tartar heads were cut off? How could he kill thousands of people so easily this time? The slave family is not convinced. "
Zhu Qiyu smiled at He Yi and said, "Xingyi, please explain to the princess so that she can understand clearly."
He Yi smiled and said: "I don't blame the princess for being dissatisfied. In fact, the result of this victory was due to many factors that were interrelated and superimposed. Our army can be said to be a combination of time, location, and people. Even if there is less Any one of them, the result may be completely different from now.”
Lin Xiangyu asked with a smile: "Brother Xingyi, please explain to us in detail."
Zhu Qiyu asked curiously from the side: "After losing a total of ten thousand taels of silver, how come the princess is smiling again in the blink of an eye?"
Lin Xiangyu spread her hands: "It doesn't matter, it's not the slave's money that's being lost anyway. Your Majesty, the rightful master, is not in a hurry, so the slave's family has nothing to be anxious about."
Zhu Qiyu also spread his hands: "I don't care. The one who lost the money is Qi Wang Zhu Qiyu. What does it have to do with me, Emperor Jingtai of the Ming Dynasty?"
Lin Xiangyu glared at Zhu Qiyu fiercely, and urged He Yi to speak quickly.
He Yi smiled and said: "One of the most important reasons is that His Majesty has been waging a heart-wrenching battle against Oala. First, he allowed the Shanxi defenders to eat pots of pulp to welcome the king's division, and gave Ye Xian a hundred thousand shi of military rations; and then deliberately Relax the defense and allow Wala to easily capture Zijingguan and enter the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty.
The result was that everyone from Wala to Yexian and Boluo, as well as ordinary soldiers, became extremely arrogant and thought that they could capture the capital without a single blow.
In the end, the 80,000-strong Wala army marched in three days with a wanton plundering mentality, and rushed from Zijingguan to the gates of Beijing, eagerly preparing to snatch money, treasures and women.
They never thought of fighting a bitter battle with our army, thinking that as soon as they arrived in Beijing, they would be able to recapture most of their old Yuan capital with overwhelming force.
The Wara people's mentality was too relaxed. When the night battle began tonight, when the Polo army was thinking about it, they could no longer be nervous. In the end, the 20,000-strong army became a mess and was defeated in the blink of an eye. "
(End of chapter)
