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On the snowy field in front of Xuanfu City, the Ming army shouted, "Four hundred is four hundred!" and howled and rushed towards the Mongolian soldiers.
Mongolian soldiers were naturally good at fighting, and were obviously better at it. Just now, those people suffered a loss because of carelessness and unexpected precautions. After an accident, they were suddenly panicked and were knocked by the Ming army.
But these counterattacks were fully prepared for battle. Seeing that they didn't have time to shoot arrows, they calmly put their hard bows on their backs. Without any weapons, they used the seven or eight-foot-long ski right to stab the Ming army rushing towards them.
The Ming army in front changed lanes and avoided one after another, but was knocked out by the comrades rushing up from behind. The Ming army was suddenly in chaos, while the Mongolian soldiers relied on the recoil force of the pole to complete the change of direction, wanting to retract the pole and paddle back.
Most of them successfully got rid of it, but some were also dragged down!
The Ming army seemed to have been injected with chicken blood and shouted: "Four hundred is four hundred". We firmly held the ski poles of some Mongolian soldiers who were not very flexible, and refused to let the other party take them back. Seeing the Ming army behind us pounced on us, the Mongolian soldiers had no choice but to give up, but suddenly turned to send him off. They bounced out and also deceived the Ming army.
Seeing that the Mongolians instantly escaped from entanglement and retreated one or two feet away, Xie Yu was so angry that he screamed, "Can't even keep four hundred strands?"
"Four hundred is four hundred!" Ming soldiers fought on the back of the city. If they could not kill 400 Mongolian soldiers, they would not be able to enter the city. They were really red and they passed over the fallen comrades and used their strength to rush forward. Of course, the slogan that was on their lips was indispensable.
"Think about the old thoughts?" Several Taiji in the distance could hear clearly, and couldn't help but look at each other and said, "Is it a spell?" Otherwise, how could the Ming army, Ying Ruo, change their appearance? They all looked at Xiao Qin, hoping that this professional could answer questions and solve their questions.
Although Xiao Qin was used to pretending to be a god, it was because of this that he knew that there was no magic spell? Otherwise, he would not have to look at the face of the Mongolians. But he hated the shame of the whip, and even more hated Huang Taiji for not being credible and killing his people indiscriminately, so he said nonsense: "In your secret sect, there is the Vajra Indestructible Mantra; our White Lotus Sect also has the magic of "invulnerable swords and guns. I guess this is a spell cast by some masters, which can help the Ming army get rid of cowardice and move forward."
The four Taiji were not cheated, but it was indeed abnormal to see the Ming army opposite. After dealing with them for so many years, how could they have taken the initiative to attack? Now they are rushing over here, and they must have been cast by law, so they believe in Xiao Qin's words.
"Brother, there is a master in the city, Buyandaeki said, "I think we can't get it this time."
“Stop talking nonsense.
.Huang Taiji was almost depressed. He had a big deal for the first time, but he ended up like this. He wanted to find a piece of tofu to kill him.
Bingtu Taiji, who talks the most on weekdays, doesn't say a word, staring at the changes in the situation on the field. Whoever has a heartache, is his own! It is said that the Mongolian skiing skills are much better than those of the Ming army, but many of them have no ski poles, so they have to pull one of them to prevent them from falling into the hands of the Ming army.
There were also some great men on the Ming army. They were not usually visible and showed their abilities at critical moments. They were able to run side by side with the Mongolians in the trio. The two sides were only about two feet away. But the Mongolians on the side had to hold their brothers with one hand and hold the ski poles with the other. Unfortunately, their parents didn't give birth to three hands or three legs, so they could only watch them raise their sword and look over.
During the life and death, most of them let go of their brothers' hands and chose to dodge themselves. Then the group was disbanded, one escaped, the other two lost their balance, staggered and fell to the ground, becoming the ghost under the sword of the Ming army.
Seeing this, the remaining three teams had to separate. The two escaped and ascended to heaven, leaving one in the middle. They could only fall behind and were swallowed by the Ming army in a blink of an eye.
At this time, the short spearmen who were chased first turned around and rushed towards the Mongols' back. They threw their last weapon violently, and hit them with extremely accurate results.
This was another great encouragement for the Ming army. They shouted "Four hundred is four hundred. The spell, and they chased and fought hard. Although they had few gains, they were full of momentum. They chased and rushed in without stopping until they reached the Mongolian camp.
The Mongols' technique of going to camp was even worse than the field battle technology of the Ming army. There was no Luzhai or a cabinet bar, so they just dug a trench. I don't know whose genius suggested that they used the digging soil to build a not-high wall outside the trench. Of course, it was good, it would be like deepening the trench in disguise.
However, in this situation of heavy snow, a big problem occurred. The north wind blew a lot of snow under the wall and then compacted and frozen it. After more than two days of magical skills, it formed a smooth slope, which was exactly as high as the wall.
When those high-skilled Mongolian soldiers retreated outside the wall, they had no time to enter through the camp gate, so they subconsciously rushed towards the wall and followed the wall "couple sounds and suddenly dived. The fork was thrown away by inertia. They just wanted Duo Feng to fall into the camp and felt relieved.
However, they forgot that the pursuers behind were also slashing snow skills and had their eyes red. This kind of continuous and inexhaustible pursuit was extremely rare in the Ming army. In addition to the silent stimulation of the generals, the main reason was the added value brought by transportation. If it were replaced by Xuanfu soldiers who lacked endurance, they would have foamed at the mouth and gave up halfway. If it were changed to riding a horse, they would not even chase after them. The Mongolians were born on horseback and sleep on horseback. They wanted to catch up with the Mongolian cavalry unless they had wings.
Only skiing, which is not too hard to do and the two sides have different levels, can the pursuit continue. This also made the Ming army overjoyed, and was as imposing as rainbows. He shouted "Four hundred is four hundred" and rushed up the slope with the Mongols, flew over the trenches, and even rushed into the Mongol camp.
In fact, according to most of the Ming army's post-recollections, the reason why they are so fierce is that they ski too fast. If they stop at once, they may be hit hard by the comrades behind them, so they have to move forward and dare not stop or turn back. The soldiers are so fierce and fearless, and the battle has been repeatedly frustrated, the Mongols are already extremely frustrated and their morale is very low. Although Li Yi launched a sniper and the bows and arrows shot towards the Ming army accurately and violently, causing great damage immediately; but because the Ming army was too fast, they had not had enough time to shoot for two rounds, they rushed to the front row of the left wing several feet!
They had to put away their bows and arrows, use ski poles to block the opponent's advance, and fight and retreat at the same time.
"Brother, order the retreat quickly." Buyantaiji said anxiously: "Our warriors cannot ride horses, just like an eagle breaking its wings, and cannot be consumed here in vain.
Huang Taiji had a dark face, and he rode in Ma County. He couldn't see that his subordinates had no intention of fighting. If they fought, they would suffer heavy losses regardless of the outcome. But it was so difficult to express the word "retreat.", which means his first failure.
While he was thinking about it, a black feathered arrow flew towards his chest with a sharp whistling. Huang Taiji did not come back to his senses. The Bunny Taeji next to him pushed him hard, barely avoiding the vital points, but was swollen from the left shoulder.
Huang Taiji groaned and fell on the back of the horse. He briefly lost consciousness.
The Ming army vanguard in the distance, Xie Yu took back his ancestral hard bow, rubbed his numb shoulders, and grinned and said, "Call it quickly!" The guards next to him shouted out loud: "Huang Taiji was shot in the arrow! Huang Taiji was shot in the arrow!"
The Ming army was given another shot of chicken blood, and the Mongolians were panicked when they heard this, and even the main formation and the right wing showed signs of loosening.
"Big Brother, Big Brother" Huang Taiji was awakened from his coma. Seeing the anxious faces of his younger brothers, he opened his mouth and made a retreat gesture.
"Huang Taiji has an order, the entire army will retreat!" Buyan Taiji immediately announced loudly.
"Wuwu" The retreat horn whimpered and whimpered. The Mongolians, who had long been out of war, immediately supported their skiing skills and retreated in the entire line.
The Ming army never thought that such a situation would occur, and did not know how to effectively eliminate the enemy in pursuit, so they would just chase them in a daze, pick up some of the fallen Mongolians to kill them. The two sides gradually drifted away, wasting an excellent opportunity to annihilate the enemy.
But in this way, the Ming army was so excited that they screamed. Seeing that they could no longer catch up, they gradually stopped and jumped on the snowy field, as if they were celebrating the New Year in advance.
Xie Yu's face was still flushed, but this time he was excited. He ordered his subordinates to start cleaning the battlefield, especially looking for the Mongolians, so he could get a total of 400. The deputy generals around him were flattering, saying that at least this time he killed the Mongolians.
Who knew that after the final counting, only more than 300 corpses were found, which made Xie Yu's face feel hot and he cursed: "Thunder loudly, raindrops are small.
The deputy general next to him quickly comforted him: "Although we didn't kill many people, we seized tens of thousands of Mongolian war horses. We were able to win a big victory. It turned out that the Mongolians saw that it was inconvenient to ride horses in the snow, so they got off the horse and started to make snow skills. Then they caught the defeat and rushed to escape, without caring about the war horses, so they could only leave all the war spoils for the Ming army.
In fact, when these horses saw their owner running away, they wanted to chase them, but the snow was too deep and they got tired after trotting for a while, so they had to stand down and rest and give up their pursuit of loyalty.
Looking at the dense war horses in front of him, Xing Yu grinned and said, "Yes, even if one person on the top of a hundred horses, he should be able to hand over the job, right?" He ordered his subordinates to take the horses back. These were all top Mongolian war horses. Although they were short, they were hard-working, calm and obedient. They were the best army.
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It was not easy to conquer tens of thousands of military horses that were reborn. It was not easy. I saw horses neighing and shouting everywhere on the snow. People were rushing and tumbling until it was almost dark. Then I took all these disobedient things back to the city. The dragon clearly illuminated the road back to the city. When I got closer, I found that it was the military and civilians of Xuanfu City, wearing torches and using both sides of the immortals to illuminate the way home for the triumphant generals. Seeing this scene, even the most greasy soldiers could not help but hold their chests up; the numb bastards also had tears in their eyes. They didn't know that this was the so-called sense of honor and pride, but they all experienced this feeling in their own way. "It's really great."
Chen Futai led civil and military officials to greet him halfway, and saluted Xie Yu and said, "Welcome the general to triumph!"
"I'm sorry, everyone." Xie Yu clasped his fists to deal with it, his eyes rolling around, looking for someone everywhere.
"The imperial envoy has set up a feast in the Governor's Office. Chen Bude knew what he was thinking and laughed quietly: "To celebrate the general."
Xie Yu then grinned and said, "Have the food arranged by brothers?"
"Of course, I'll prepare for the whole afternoon." Chen Bude smiled and said, "You can drink enough wine and meat, and you'll stop drunk!" This caused the officers and soldiers to cheer.
"Please go to the banquet with all the Governor's Offices above thousands of households!" Chen Bude extended his hand and asked respectfully.
Xie Yu took the lead and headed to the Governor's Office.
The Governor's Mansion was indeed brightly lit and the wine was fragrant. He stood at the door with a silent smile. He had already removed his official uniform, wore a moon-white free towel on his head, and a thin cotton robe with half-old blue-gray satin. He was exposed underneath, with white cloth socks and black satin shoes, spotless and elegant. He was a noble young man from Tsinghua University from head to toe, and he had completely lost his previous ruthlessness of killing and decisiveness.
But the evil jade scared him and did not dare to neglect at all. He pushed Jinshan to the Yuzhu and bowed to salute. Dianmo reached out and helped him up, and smiled and said, "Come on, wash your face and put it in the mat. I haven't eaten seriously for a day, so I should be hungry." His tone was extremely gentle, as if he was treating a wanderer returning from a distance, moistening things silently and nourishing his heart.
Xie Yu and his generals went to the back to wash their faces. They changed into clean clothes they had prepared, and they found that everyone was very fit, as if they were tailoring their clothes. They couldn't help but wonder: "How did this be done?"
The little official who was serving the side smiled and said, "It was the imperial envoy who ordered us to go to the adults' homes first, borrow all the clothes of the adults, and then let the tailor compare what they made."
Everyone couldn't help but sigh, thinking that the imperial envoy was so polite. Even the last resentment towards silence disappeared. In fact, after agreeing to this battle, one good thing will be good, everyone will be good, this is the main lice
When they returned to the flower hall of the Governor's Mansion, everyone sat in a separate civil and military manner, stood up in silence with their wine glasses and toasted them, and wanted to congratulate Xie Yu.
Xie Yu said with shame: "I dare not take it. I dare not take it. We finally counted the results of the battle and killed more than 300 people. It was still a hundred people away from the request of the Lord." Everyone also looked at the silent nervously, fearing that this tricky imperial envoy would have another moth.
Silently smiled and said, "Oh, I calculated it wrong at that time. Six hundred and one hundred are seven hundred. You can kill another two hundred and nine. I will tell you one hundred more and I will not be able to pay you any more."
Everyone felt relieved when they heard this, and they laughed loudly, "My sir, I'm talking."
Xie Yu still blushed and said, "This time he made a big move, but he only won so many. The more he thought about it, the more shameful he became, the more he couldn't drink this glass of wine.
Silent looked at him unexpectedly, thinking that this man was still saved, so he walked to him with a smile, put his hand on his back, and said warmly: "Your performance today is already level, it's not a day's cold. Even if you blame yourself, you can't expand the results of the battle." As he said that, he handed the wine to him and said: "From next year, we will train hard, strictly govern the army, and increase the combat effectiveness of the officers and soldiers. There will be opportunities to fight against the Mongols in the future. When the time comes, you can catch up and kill him! But today's regret, okay?"
Xie Yu stared at the silence and said with a heavy emphasis: "Zhong! I'll listen to the adults." As he said that, he took the glass of wine and was about to send it to his lips, he asked as if he remembered something, "So, the adults will protect us."
Chen Shu laughed and said, "I knew you were a drunkard. I didn't want to drink. After returning to my seat with a smile, my eyes swept over the generals with majestic eyes and said, "Yes, although this battle is not very exciting, it is a great victory after all, and it happens to be on the verge of the year. It can be said that it is the best New Year gift for the emperor, "I took the opportunity to say a few words for you, it should still be useful."
Everyone looked happy when they heard this, and they all stood up and said, "Thank you for your care! We will never forget it!"
"Don't be too happy too early." The silent face became serious and said, "We have to say ugly words ahead."
The scene suddenly became quiet, and a silent and cold voice was heard saying, "Ten days ago, who was sitting in this flower hall?"
"I! I am the one who is in charge of the position of Gao." Then the first civil and military officials spoke.
"What have you witnessed?" asked silently.
"Sir, we have the honor to witness the scene of the great master showing his power, fighting against Yang Shun and Lu Kai, and taking their military power while chatting and laughing, "Chen Bude said excitedly: "It's so satisfying. When you think about it now, you're still excited and excited."
Chapter completed!