Another big challenge on the grassland is the huge temperature difference between day and night.
The iron tools worn by the soldiers and held in their hands were hot during the day and would freeze at night.
Sometimes a gust of wind will blow in some fishy smell of feces and urine.
It is not unreasonable for nomads in the past dynasties to want to fight in the Central Plains. Although there are sometimes natural disasters in the Central Plains, at least there are many beautiful spring days.
According to Zhou Shangwen's deployment, scouts immediately approached the Yongxie Bubu step by step under the guidance of the guide. This was not the first time that the soldiers fought with Tatars on the grassland, and they all had basic qualities.
Because the war was approaching, Zhou Shangwen also became generous. He took out all the meat and salt brought by the food transport team. If he won the battle tomorrow, there would be no shortage of food. If he lost, he might as well eat it, otherwise he would keep it. Feed the enemy?
Ma Sheng is the eldest brother. He knows that his brain is not as good as his younger brother. This is natural, but the relationship between brothers is not fake.
In the cold wind on the grassland at night, he found Ma Rong, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Second brother, when the battle starts, I will follow you closely. Remember to answer me when I call you. In times of chaos, also Don’t run around.”
Ma Rong felt warm in his heart.
In the trivial daily life, the brothers had no shortage of quarrels and even fights. However, only those who have experienced life and death on the field understand the value of brotherhood.
Death is the best spice for feelings.
"Brother also thinks this time is different?"
Ma Sheng said carelessly, "A bird is different, it's just a household of ten thousand, what are you afraid of?!"
Ma Rong smiled and said, "Brother, you usually don't study well, so you may not understand. I will tell you today."
"Say it!" The rugged elder brother rarely calmed down.
There are stars in the sky, and the north wind blows on the ground. It is actually quite spectacular to see 20,000 people lined up here. They abandoned their wives and children and stayed away from their hometown.
It has been many years since such a large 'expedition team' arrived in the Central Plains.
"Although I only met the emperor once or twice when I was in the military academy, and the emperor was still very young at the time, I can feel that the emperor is a talented and strategic monarch. Maybe my eldest brother doesn't pay attention to things in the capital, but I know... …For example, look at the horses we ride on, the swords we hold, the bacon we eat...these are all silver,”
"But the treasury is empty, how can there be millions of taels of silver? Your Majesty has tried every means to raise these. Looking at the history books, in all dynasties, there were few wise rulers and many foolish ones. With so much money, Your Majesty did not create There is not a single treasure found in this palace. Brother, believe it or not, even at this moment, His Majesty must be asking people to inquire about the progress of the war."
Ma Sheng blinked his big eyes, "...so?"
"The three of us, father and son, are all military generals. Military generals can only be used when they meet the Holy Lord. To put it in words that my eldest brother can understand...if we win, our Ma family will also be granted the title of marquis or uncle in the future!"
This is what Ma Sheng cares about.
But for Ma Rong, what he wants is to assist Zuo Mingjun, expand the territory, leave a name in history, and be praised from generation to generation!
The night passed quickly,
The light spreads across the horizon to the earth.
According to the previous arrangement, the two brothers went to find Ma Yihuai. Zhou Shangwen specially asked the three of them, father and son, to lead one unit. They cooperated well, and the father must fight to the death for his son, and the son for his father!
The other one was led by him personally.
Each of the two groups has 10,000 troops, and the remaining 2,000 troops are led by Xu Zhenan to the rear and protect the grain transport team.
The Yongxiebu tribe has tens of thousands of households, and they do not suffer in terms of numbers.
The meal last night and the meal this morning made everyone's stomachs full of oil and water. There is no need to say more about the rest.
Ma Yihuai and his son came out of Zhou Shangwen's camp and immediately led their troops to set off. From the air, it looked like parallel geese branching off, with black dots stretching away from the team.
On the ground, dust was flying and grass blades were flying.
The rumble of horse hooves broke the silence on the grassland.
These Ming Dynasty cavalry are no longer children who first came to the battlefield. Some people died around them, some were promoted, and the battlefield has tempered them into soldiers who can fight a hundred battles.
"drive!
"
The grassland is the most suitable place for riding horses. Under the guidance of the scouts, the brave soldiers climbed over several low hills before discovering oval white and gray tents in an oasis at the foot of the mountain.
The tents are connected in a dense manner, dotted on the oasis, like a piece of white moss.
Ten thousand people are enough to create a visual impact all over the mountains and plains. The horses rushing down the hillside are extremely fast, and the arrows arrive before the people arrive.
The arrows missed and formed pieces of curtains that fell in an arc across the sky.
The neighing of cattle and sheep, the howling of humans, all sounds suddenly filled the world.
Tatar soldiers wearing animal skins came out of the camp one by one. Some went to find their horses, and some went to find their knives.
boom!
The wooden fence surrounding the camp was first ignited, and the flames drove the soldiers on duty to flee in a hurry.
Just like the Tatar soldiers went to the Central Plains to clear grass and valleys, the sudden Ming army seemed to fall from the sky. The Yongshebu tribe was caught off guard and the people inside were in chaos.
The tribal leader Bu La was discussing matters with his subordinates when suddenly there was a loud noise outside the tent, and then someone came in to report.
"Chief, there is a Ming army outside, the Ming army is coming!"
Yi Bulu was not shocked. His hanging beard was a little white. In his decades of life, he had never encountered a group of Ming troops rushing into the grassland like this.
"How many men and horses do they have?"
"There are tens of thousands!"
Yi Busha gasped and was furious at the same time, "Get the knife! Go and give the order, all the Mongolian Baturus mount their horses and fight! The women and children retreat! These arrogant Ming troops dare to challenge our Yongxiebu tribe, today we will Let them learn from us our courage!”
"Where is Jinong? Jinong is on his way here. Now that the Ming army is attacking, should we notify him as soon as possible to change the route?"
The person next to him reminded him like this, but he hesitated for a moment and said nothing.
"Fight first and then talk!"
Yebula also had a wife and children. No matter how much he tried to cheer up his morale in the tent, he still told the truth when he returned to his wife and children.
He had three sons and four daughters, who were born to him by different women. The eldest son was nearly thirty years old and the youngest son was only sixteen. Yibula gathered them together, took the eldest son by the collar and said, "Gurle, You are the big brother to all of them, and as a warrior, you have to protect them!"
The man shouted excitedly, "Father, our brothers will accompany you on the war horse!"
He didn't explain too much, and he didn't allow anyone to follow him.
boom!
There was a loud noise, and it was unknown what was knocked to the ground outside.
Just like the chaos caused when the Han people were attacked by the iron hoof of the Tatars, the Mongolian camp at this time was also a hell on earth.
Zhou Shangwen took the lead, and he was always extremely brave in battles. In order to protect him, his personal guards would always sacrifice their lives when attacking, but the general would sacrifice his life, so the entire army was like a pack of wolves.
The Ming army in red and the Mongolians in gray were strangled together with swords, flesh and blood, open fire, fists and feet...
Ma Rong shouted, "Brother, pay attention to the biggest tent!
"
You can see far while riding a horse,
After Ma Sheng cut off a head, he stood up and looked out. The center of all the tents was indeed the largest, but the spaces between the tents were crowded with men and women. There was no other way but to kill them.
"Don't go in alone!"
Ma Yihuai, not far away, reminded that as a general, he always pays attention to the battlefield situation.
The effect of a surprise attack on the Mongolian camp was shocking;
Many people were fleeing in the camp, and even the hastily organized fighting force was still chaotic. They could not withstand the attack of 20,000 Ming troops during the battle.
The Ming army spread like black mist and quickly penetrated deep into the tent. Fighting between soldiers broke out instantly. Usually several Ming troops would kill the Tatars in front of the tent together.
The Yongshebu tribe also has many brave soldiers. They shout words that Mingren cannot understand.
Often dozens of people would gather together to break through.
clang! clang!
The sound of weapons clashing was endless.
Pillars of blood shot into the sky from time to time.
Zhou Shangwen slashed for a while, and the armor on his body was already stained with blood. He shouted, "Sun Xilie!"
"The end is here!
"A young man in his twenties roared in response.
"They are on the run, gather your troops and leave the battlefield to outflank the rear!"
"yes!
"
Sun Xilie reined in the horse's head, pulled out a military flag and stepped back, "Long Wuwei, listen to the order!
Follow me! "
On the other side, Ma Yihuai also stepped on the corpse and kept pushing deeper into the camp. In front of him were the eldest son and the second son. The army formed a fan shape and quickly opened a road.
After being reminded by his younger brother, Ma Sheng kept staring at the largest tent. At a certain moment, he saw the curtain of the tent being lifted, and a group of people surrounded an old man standing in front of the tent.
Judging from the clothes, his status is not low.
“Tatar high official!
"
"ah!
"
There were a lot of random guns on the battlefield. Ma Sheng was stunned, and was slashed by a Mongolian soldier behind him.
Under the machete, Ma Rong tore apart and shouted, "Brother, be careful!"
In desperation, Ma Sheng held the horse's belly and ran forward for two steps, but the scimitar still struck him on the left shoulder.
A stinging pain came, and Ma Sheng almost fell off his horse. He gritted his teeth and turned his head and slashed horizontally. The Mongolian soldier reacted quickly and held a knife in front of him.
clang!
Ma Sheng was a warrior general on the battlefield, with immense strength. He cut the man off his horse, then pulled out the short knife beside the saddle and threw it through the man's body!
Then he grinned. Although his left arm could not move due to pain, he held a gun above his head in his right hand, with blood on his body and a ferocious face.
"Who wants to fight again?
"
Ma Rong saw this scene not far away and couldn't help but admire, "My brother is really a powerful general in the world!"
"drive!
"Ma Sheng's fighting spirit became even more intense. Regardless of his injuries, he continued to charge fiercely.
Influenced by him, all the surrounding Ming troops were excited.
Maybe Ma Rong is amazing at strategy, but the confrontation between the two armies is a competition of courage.
Ma Sheng's blood was like a catalyst, and hundreds of horsemen followed him like a strong wind blowing through the Yongshebu tribe's defense line.
Ma Yihuai waved his spear from behind, and after finishing off the enemies around him, he also rushed over, "Second brother! The boss is so jealous, you lead people to outflank him from the flanks! Otherwise, if the boss rushes in like this and is surrounded, it will be in danger!"
"yes!"
Ma Rong had just observed the battlefield. The Yongxiebu tribe was caught off guard and had no time to resist resolutely, so he explained that the army also wanted to invade the Tatar side!
Victory, there will be victory!
