Li Qing got straight to the point: "What's the current situation?"
Before coming, he deliberately avoided the battlefield and made a long detour to Oarabu, so he did not understand the situation on the battlefield.
"Not optimistic." Tuohuan said with a serious expression, "Wala has reached the point of life and death. The Tatar offensive is too fierce and the pass is in danger. It can last for ten days at most."
"That's enough." Li Qing said, "The Ming army will arrive with reinforcements in less than ten days, and by then they can attack and defend Yi Xing."
Hearing this, Tuohuan was relieved, with a look of joy and flattery on his face, "Is His Majesty the Emperor coming too?"
"The emperor wants to attack the Tatar camp and will not come." Li Qing shook his head and looked slightly disappointed when he saw Tuo Huan, and said, "But King Shuning can rest assured that the Ming troops rushing to the rescue this time are all the best of the best. The danger of disintegration will definitely be resolved.”
Ashe Tiemur continued: "May I ask Marquis Yongqing, how many people did the Ming army support this time?"
Tuo Huan and all the generals looked at Li Qing with expectant expressions on their faces.
"Twenty thousand elites." Li Qing said with a smile, "They are all from the Shenji Camp and the Three Thousand Camp."
"Shenji Camp..." Tuo Huan's eyes widened, as if energy had been injected into his body, and his whole face was radiant.
He was very aware of the power of the Ming Dynasty's firearms. Without him, Wala had endured severe beatings from the Shenji Battalion.
With 20,000 elites and firearms to help, Tuohuan was full of confidence: this time, Wala could finally stand up.
He knew that not only would Wala not die in the future, but its life would become better and better.
Because Ming made his position clear.
——Da Ming Baowara!
Tuohuan understood that as long as he hugged Ming's thigh tightly, the Nawala could sit back and relax, and one day they could even overtake the Tatars and become the largest tribe on the grassland.
Although he knew that Mingting helped Wala to prevent the grassland from being unified, what did it matter?
If the Ming Dynasty doesn't help him, Wala will die.
"Wala is the Ming Dynasty's leader." Tuohuan confessed again, with a sincere face: "What does His Majesty the Emperor want Wala to do?"
"Just block it for the time being." Li Qing muttered. "In about five days, the Ming army will rush to the battlefield. At that time, please don't hold back. We will attack from the front and back, and we will definitely defeat the Tatars."
"Okay." Tuohuan agreed happily.
Having been bullied by the Tatars for so long, Tuohuan was suffocating in his heart. Now that the Ming Dynasty came to help, he suddenly became more courageous and said, "Don't worry, Marquis Yongqing. In five days, Wala will be able to go all out."
Li Qing nodded: "I have to rush back first. You should seize the opportunity. After all, the 20,000 Ming army cannot be absolutely concealed. If the Tatars find out in advance, you have to bite them.
Otherwise, when the Ming army came and the Tatars ran away, wouldn’t the Ming army come in vain?
If you don't beat the Tatars, your life will not be easy in the future. "
"Understood." Tuohuan said solemnly: "Don't worry, Marquis Yongqing, I will never let the Tatars withdraw before the Ming army arrives."
"This is the best." Li Qing stood up, "By the way, give me a small team to prove that I have negotiated with you, King Shuning. After all, I also have to negotiate."
Without saying a word, he said, "I'll make arrangements right now."
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To show his loyalty, he spent a lot of money to call his second son, now his eldest son.
"Cholos Boyan Timur, I have met Marquis Yongqing." The young man saluted.
"Your Majesty, please be polite." Li Qing said politely.
The fourteen-year-old boy in front of him had a simple and honest face, and he didn't look as shrewd and cunning as Choros Yesian at all.
If Wala were to be succeeded by this young man in the future, it would definitely be much better for Ming Dynasty than taking over first... Li Qing thought to himself.
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Tatar camp.
Mu Zhuoer no longer had the previous ease and casualness, and his face was solemn. Whether the Tatars could unify the grassland depended on this battle.
Using troops against the Ming Dynasty and Wala at the same time was a very dangerous move, even considered arrogant, but once successful, the rewards would be huge.
She didn't want to take such a risk, but Daming's entry forced her to do so.
"It must succeed!" Mu Zhuoer said softly.
At this time, the curtain was raised, and Arutai stooped and walked in with a serious expression.
"How is the battle ahead?" Mu Zhuoer asked.
"It's not good." Arutai frowned and said, "Wala can't defend it. The resistance is very tenacious. If we want to completely break through the pass, I'm afraid we won't be able to do it in more than ten days. We will suffer a lot of casualties."
Mu Zhuoer gritted his teeth and said: "Continue to attack, and with another army, we will take a detour and attack the rear of Oala."
"yes."
"Wait a moment."
Arutai paused and looked at Mu Zhuoer.
"Have the brothers who attacked the Ming army at night come back?"
"not yet……"
"Report——!"
Horse hooves stamped outside the tent, interrupting Arutai's words.
After a while, a burly man walked into the camp: "Wang, Taishi, the night attack on the Ming army failed. We are unlucky. The Ming army marched at night. The response was too fast and almost no harm was done to the Ming army."
"It doesn't matter, just bite them." Mu Zhuoer's target is not the Ming army, but Wala, "Abuzhixi, didn't I say it before? I don't want to kill the enemy, just hinder the pace of the Ming army." , you don’t have to rush back in person to report the news, right?”
Ab just said in a deep voice: "King, after the first battle without any results, we rested for a day. When we went for the second night attack, we found that the number of the Ming army was obviously reduced. I suspect that they may be rushing to help Oara coming."
"Seriously?" Arutai was surprised, "Ming Ting would openly help Wala, is it so selfless?"
"It's just a guess. I can't guarantee whether this is the case." Abu shook his head slightly, "But it is possible."
Arutai was silent, and the two looked at Mu Zhuoer, "Wang, what should we do now?"
"It's very possible that the Ming army... no, it's definitely coming to help Wala." Mu Zhuoer felt a little tired, "The emperor of the Ming Dynasty is really hard to deceive!"
After succeeding last time, she was somewhat swollen, thinking that it would work this time, but reality slapped her hard in the face.
"Then do we want to withdraw?" Abu asked anxiously, "The Ming army is still as powerful as ever. If we really have to go head-to-head, I'm afraid..."
"We can't retreat!" Arutai retorted, "We have suffered so much damage in this attack. If we retreat now, all our previous efforts will be in vain."
Abu didn't dare to refute. He looked at Mu Zhuoer and asked her what she meant.
Mu Zhuoer was caught in a dilemma. Reason told her that she should withdraw, but subjectively she didn't want to withdraw.
As Arutai said, all previous efforts in retreating at this time were in vain, and all previous efforts were in vain.
After struggling for a long time, Mu Zhuoer said: "Abu, please go back and deal with the Ming army immediately. You only need to hold back the main force of the Ming army."
"Yes." Abu just bowed before exiting the tent.
Mu Zhuoer continued: "Arutai, increase your efforts to attack the Wala Pass. You will personally supervise the battle and break through Wala as soon as possible."
"Yes." Arutai took the order and left.
Mu Zhuoer sighed and frowned: "Ming Ting's reaction was so quick, but... after all, I had the upper hand;
The Ming army probably couldn't catch up, and even if they caught up, it wouldn't matter if they thought about it. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty would not be so generous, and Dingtian would only send 8,000 men, which would have little impact on the overall situation. "
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"Li Jianjun, how is the situation in Wala?" Zhu Zhanji breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw Li Qing coming back.
Although he has great confidence in Li Qing, it is a battlefield after all, and no one can guarantee that he will be safe and sound.
"It's okay for the time being, but it won't last much longer." Li Qing said, "We have reached an agreement with Tuohuan. When our army arrives, we will attack the Tatars from both front and rear."
After a pause, "The situation in Wala is urgent now. We have to speed up the march."
Zhu Zhanji said to the soldiers: "Send the order: bury the pot and make rice. After eating and drinking, speed up the march."
Yu Qian came up, exchanged greetings with Li Qing, and asked: "Li Shangshu, I just saw that there are dozens of Wala people coming with you. Are they leading the way?"
"Well, when you said that, I remembered it." Li Qing smiled and looked at Zhu Zhanji, "The new eldest son who is having sex this time is also here. Would you like to meet the emperor's grandson?"
"That's fine." Zhu Zhanji nodded, and then said: "Call me Marshal from now on."
"..."
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"Cholos Boyantemur, I have met the Emperor's grandson, the Marshal." The young man saluted and spoke in broken Chinese, but he could understand it.
There are so many Tamerlanes on the grassland... Zhu Zhanji was vomiting in his heart, but his face was very gentle: "Without courtesy, go and call your guards. It's been a hard journey. Let's rest for a while before we continue on our way."
Boyan Timur bowed his hands according to Han etiquette, got on his horse, and went to call the guards.
——
After eating and resting for half an hour, the Ming army continued on their way, much faster than before.
Two days later, the Ming army approached the main battlefield.
At this time, the battle between Oara and the Tatars also reached a fever pitch.
