Xuanfu, in the Ming Dynasty's border defense line, occupies the most important position.
none of them.
Of course, the generals guarding Xuanfu were also the top generals in the Ming Dynasty.
Yang Hong was a young general with many military exploits.
In the fourth year of Jianwen's reign, Yang Hong's father Yang Jing died in a civil war. He inherited his father's duties and guarded the border for 100 households in the border area.
In the towns along the Ming Dynasty, there were hundreds of households like his, thousands of them.
General stars will not be buried. Yang Hong did not catch up with that huge disaster, but he was still fortunate enough to follow Emperor Taizong and conquer Mobei many times.
Since the first year of Yongle, Yang Hong has visited countless passes such as Kaiping, Dushi, and Chicheng, and he has passed through all the borders of the Ming Dynasty.
From the time he took office at the age of 22, Yang Hong never left the border for forty-six years.
He was the chief military officer guarding Xuanfu, and his reputation spread far and wide. He was called "King Yang" by various tribes in Mobei.
At the same time, Yexian's army crossed the border unscrupulously and headed towards the capital with great ambitions.
The sixty-eight-year-old general also stretched out his long-lost fangs towards Wala.
On the high city wall of Xuanfu, under the afterglow of the evening sun, Yang Hong looked like a green pine, looking at the Oara Camp in the distance like a black dot.
After a while, there was a metallic sound of armor clashing, and a young general who looked to be in his mid-twenties came to his side, knelt down on one knee and said.
"Master General, the previous spies came to report that just last night, Alazhiyuan secretly led 4,000 troops to Longmen City. Now, there are only less than 4,000 troops left in the Wala camp."
"According to the information we gathered, it was because the officers and soldiers we sent to plunder several passes in the previous period increased the logistical pressure on Alazhiyuan, so we went to Longmen at night, intending to replenish military supplies with plunder."
Yang Hong exhaled softly, and a rare smile appeared on his old face. The wrinkles on his face relaxed, and there was a hint of warmth under the orange sunset.
"Okay! The seven ministers of the imperial court finally no longer pay attention to any messy etiquette and morals. On the battlefield, they don't pay so much attention!"
In the civil engineering battle, Yang Hong was the most uncomfortable person.
He has been guarding Mobei since he was a boy. He stayed in Mobei for more than forty years and taught the Oara and Tatars countless painful lessons.
It may be an exaggeration to say that we have not suffered a defeat, but we have never fought such a big defeat.
This time we attacked from four directions first. Apart from Datong, the one who really suffered the most brutal attack was Alazhiyuan who attacked Xuanfu.
The 10,000 troops he led lost nearly 3,000 people under Yang Hong's all-out attack.
If it weren't for the more than 20,000 officers and soldiers stationed in Xuanfu, nearly 10,000 of them were taken away by the Supreme Emperor, which would really be a shortage of troops.
He had already led his troops to conquer Yanghe Pass for the imperial court, so how could he still be so arrogant?
Especially after learning the news that Aries' mouth was broken yesterday, Yang Hong's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.
Today's news can be regarded as the first good news that Yang Hong has heard in these days.
Fortunately, the civil servants in the imperial court agreed to plunder the grassland tribes.
Otherwise, how could Alazhiyuan risk leaving the Xuan Mansion at this time and go to Longmen to plunder...
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and Yang Hong opened his mouth and said.
"The garrison strength of Longmen City is 7,000. When Alazhiyuan is going to plunder, he must bring elite troops. Most of the soldiers left in the camp are wounded and weak. General Yang Xin, I have ordered you to lead the troops at the end of the night.
Five thousand, rush to the prison camp."
After saying this, Yang Hong turned around, his eyes fell on his nephew, and said softly.
"In this battle, I will ask you to annihilate all the troops in the Wala camp!"
Facing Yang Hong's gaze, the twenty-seven-year-old man did not show any cowardice. Instead, he looked excited and answered sonorously and forcefully.
"The general has taken the order. Don't worry, Commander-in-Chief. They will be killed at the end. No chickens or dogs will be spared."
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The night on the grassland always falls quickly.
Under the cover of the heavy night, a figure lay like a ghost on the withered grass.
On the grass half as high as a person, countless figures were hidden among the shadows.
Less than three hundred steps away from the grassland is Wala's camp!
Not far away there were several soldiers from Wala, patrolling everywhere in a vigilant manner.
Suddenly, two soldiers holding lanterns walked toward the grass, untied their belts, and spoke in Walai with a smile.
"Bang, bang"
Two slight bows and arrows trembled, and the cold light of the arrows flashed away. The two patrolling Wala soldiers were killed before they could even make a sound.
The gurgling blood flowed out, dyeing the withered yellow grass red.
On a dark, windy night, it’s the right time to kill someone!
Yang Xin's eagle-like sharp gaze was like a cold star, like a lone wolf in the dark night, staring closely at the rising bonfire in the distance.
The grass beside him swayed, and next to Yang Xin, a young primary school student came over. He was also covered in armor, and he lay beside Yang Xin and whispered.
"Sir, all the sentries patrolling around have been unplugged."
Yang Xin nodded imperceptibly, a trace of bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, and his voice was low.
"Do it!"
So, behind him, hundreds of soldiers holding bows and arrows bent their bows and nocked arrows, soaked in strong wine.
Immediately, little bits of fire ignited, looking extremely dazzling in the black night.
These arrows were like twinkling stars, sliding through a perfect arc in the sky and landing in Oala's camp one after another.
Dozens of sentries patrolling the Wala camp were hit by arrows and fell to their knees.
At the same time, the shrill military whistle sounded throughout the entire camp, and the lights in the extinguished military tents in the Wala camp were quickly turned on.
But it's too late!
Those hundreds of bows and arrows were just signals, followed by thousands of cavalry rushing from all directions.
Five thousand cavalrymen rushed in like a torrent in the night.
Taking the bow and arrow shot by Yang Xin as a signal, thousands of rockets were launched, falling on Oala's military tent, and quickly ignited a burst of fire that reached the sky.
Yang Xin took out the long knife in his hand, got on his horse, tightened the reins, and shouted.
"kill!"
At a distance of three hundred steps, the cavalry rushed at full speed and arrived in a moment.
The patrolling sentries had already been secretly removed, and most of the hundreds of soldiers guarding the camp's entrance were killed or injured by a round of rockets.
Therefore, Yang Xin rushed into Wala's camp almost effortlessly.
Fires soaring into the sky rose in all directions and soon became one.
One by one, the panicked Wara soldiers rushed out of the military tent with no clothes on, holding scimitars in their hands, and rushed towards Yang Xin.
But it’s of no use at all!
Without formation and organization, facing the already formed army, it is simply a matter of death.
Yang Xin chose the most common and best-used front arrow formation this time.
Five thousand troops were assembled in a neat formation in the center. The forwards were spread out like arrows. The entire army was like an awl with a sharp tip at the front and a thick back, piercing the enemy camp fiercely.
The strength of Wala's army lies in riding and shooting. If they are not on horseback, their combat strength will be directly reduced by half.
Yang Xin led his army to attack, with swords raised and lowered along the way. Countless shouts and roars filled his ears. However, the next moment, his body and head were separated.
Countless warm blood spurted out and splashed on his body, but it could not stop his progress.
This is also a massacre!
As Yang Hong expected, all those left in the camp were wounded and remnant soldiers. The young and strong elite soldiers were all taken away by Alazhiyuan at night and launched a sneak attack on Longmen.
Obviously, Alazhiwon is gambling!
From Xuanfu to Longmen, it only takes two days.
What he was betting on was that with Aiyangkou already lost, Yang Hong would choose to stick to Xuanfu and send troops to support Zijingguan and Daomaguan.
Unfortunately, he made a wrong bet!
Countless screams rang out, accompanied by splatters of blood and billowing heads.
The Wala soldiers who rose up in a hurry were unable to organize an effective counterattack in the face of Yang Xin's five thousand troops.
In just half a cup of tea, Yang Xin rushed into the Chinese army's tent.
With a slash of the sword in his hand, the flag fluttering high above fell down. Yang Xin reined up his horse and stood up, pointing the sword towards the sky and shouting loudly.
"Kill all the thieves and leave no one behind!"
This chapter has been completed!