Ma Xin, the commander-in-chief of Guihua City in the Ming Dynasty, marched very quickly and successively captured Kutuldolan, Moduan, and Taladolan, and came to Suluhai.
Because some soldiers had to be left to garrison the rear strongholds, only 9,000 people were left when they arrived at the Sulu Sea.
Sulu Sea is a small oasis in the vast Gobi. In the endless sea of sand, there is actually a lake and green grassland. Ma Xin had to marvel at the magic of God's creation.
He ordered his subordinates to camp here, and at the same time sent fast horses to notify the West Route Army Li Rubi's troops to join him here; at the same time, he sent out sentries more than a hundred miles away to detect the surrounding enemy situation from a distance.
Before Li Rubi could wait, they ushered in the 40,000-strong coalition army of Tushetu Khan Chahu Dorzi and Chechen Khan Babu.
After receiving the request from Tushetu Khan Chahu Dorji to join forces, Chechen Khan Babu immediately led 15,000 cavalry to Kulun. After the two Khans joined forces, their strength reached 40,000, and they moved south aggressively to look for the Ming army.
The decisive battle of the Eastern Route Army.
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Chahu Dorji is riding a white horse, wearing bronze armor, a bow and arrow on his waist, and a scimitar in his hand. He is as majestic and inviolable as a god; beside him is his eldest son, Galdan Dorji, who is also in military uniform. p>
The cold wind of the desert blew on his face like a knife. His bones were hardened by the wind, his muscles became tighter, and his blood boiled.
He wants to defeat the Ming army, unify Mongolia, and drink from the Central Plains!
When he thought of this grand ambition, he felt that his body suddenly became much taller. He smiled at his son and said: "I heard that there is an eagle tower in Beijing, no, in Dadu, Yuan Dynasty. I want to go there to review my warriors!" Galdan Dorji was only eighteen years old this year. He went on his first expedition and asked his father with admiration: "Father, can our camel team be accommodated there?"
"Hahaha", Chahu Dorji laughed happily, "Minihu (Mongolian: my son), the Central Plains is rich in resources. As long as we cross the Great Wall and enter the capital of the Yuan Dynasty, gold, silver, jewelry, wine and beautiful women will be ours.
. If you still think that camels are the only wealth, then you are too narrow-minded."
"Father, you are the Genghis Khan of those days. You are a hero, a god, and the master of countless tribes in the vast desert." The good son flattered his old father.
This flattery scratches Chahun Dorji’s itch. Who among the Mongolians doesn’t want to be Genghis Khan?
He said proudly: "Not only will I make all the Mongolian princes and nobles kneel under my horse's hooves and look up in worship, but I will also make the Manchu and Han people tremble under my riding whip!"
If you talk too much, your lips will become dry. Chahun Dorji licked his tongue and it immediately became smooth again. Madness flashed in his heart. It would be great if he could drink some of the enemy's blood. I will let my enemy bleed.
Chenghe!
"Tell the warriors to speed up the march and camp at Tokeda in front." A thunder sounded on the Gobi Desert.
Tokeda is also an oasis in the vast desert sea, more than a hundred miles away from the Sulu Sea.
The Mobei Mongolian coalition arrived at Tokeda. They began to unload the baggage on the camels. There were more than 10,000 in total. It was both a camel team and a camel city.
The Mongolian soldiers tied up all the camels and laid them down on the ground. They carried boxes and stacks on their backs, covered them with wet felts, and connected them end to end to form a camel city. Between every two camels, there were stacks and stacks.
There is a gap between them, and soldiers can launch arrows and fire from the gap.
This kind of fortification method is simple, fast and practical, and can save a lot of time and manpower.
Inside Camel City, there are Mongolian tents.
The largest golden tent belongs to Tuxie Tuhan Chahu Dorji.
He issued an order to "let the morinouqin and singing sound, and let the Huxuan dance dance to show condolences to the warriors who have worked hard and made great achievements."
The sound of morin fiddle and singing in the tent dispelled the fatigue of the march.
The reason for being so relaxed is that Chahun Dorji has found out clearly that the Ming Army's Eastern Route Army only has 10,000 people, but he has 40,000. He also purchased a large number of artillery, muskets, and weapons from the Rakshasa people.
There is a dedicated artillery team. The soldiers and horses are strong enough to run rampant in the world, so what is there to fear?
Therefore, he ordered singing and dancing to relieve the fatigue of the soldiers. Even the sentries and cavalry were only sent in small numbers and were sent only sixty miles away.
This resulted in the Ming army's sentry cavalry discovering the coalition forces; but the coalition army's sentry cavalry did not discover the Ming army.
"What! Zasak Tuhan Norbu defected to the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Army's Western Route Army captured Sanyin Nuoyan, and Taiji Namuzal led his troops to surrender to the Ming Dynasty?"
Just after enjoying the singing and dancing, bad news came.
Chahun Dorji was furious and shouted at Danjin, the minister of the Sanyinnuoyan tribe: "What a good son you gave birth to, and the Ming Dynasty has come to an end so quickly!"
Cold sweat broke out on Danjin's back, "The Great Khan has made it clear that Quanzi came to the Ming Dynasty only after the defeat. It was a last resort and not his true intention."
"Humph!"
Chahun Dorji snorted coldly, "Wait until this Khan defeats the Ming army, then punish him."
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"The Mobei Mongolian coalition has arrived at Tokeda, numbering about 40,000, more than a hundred miles away from our army. Let's all discuss how to fight this battle?"
In the Suluhai Ming Army camp, Ma Xin, the commander-in-chief of Guihua City, looked around at the generals and asked.
King Manzhu of Shunyi practiced rituals, Marquis of Alashan Dazhamusu, Chahanbo Guludai Qingshandan, Xindubo Xiaozhamusu, etc. all advocated building fortifications and waiting for work in leisure.
Only General Tumote advocated a night attack, "Commander, the enemy's strength is several times that of mine, and they have obtained a large number of firearms from the Rakshasa people. If we wait for the decisive battle at dawn, our army will be in danger! Tokeda is only a hundred years away from here.
It took only half a day to gallop for the rest of the day. Wei Jiang suggested that one person and two horses should gallop to Tokeda and attack the enemy camp at night."
"Night attack?"
Ma Xin's eyes narrowed, and he stroked his long beard and said: "Nachahu Dorji often leads his army to fight against the Rakshasa people, the Manchus, and other tribes. He is also a veteran general. How can he not be prepared?"
Bao Luoqu said: "Chahun Dorji has always been arrogant and conceited. His troops and horses are several times my own, so he may not be able to fortify himself. Moreover, the enemy is outnumbered and we are outnumbered. If we don't attack at night, we will be defeated. There is still a chance of victory in the night attack. Please make a clear decision, commander-in-chief."
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Ma Xin looked at Bao Bao Bao. Bao Bao's eyes were calm and not afraid at all. He was once the young master of the Tumote tribe in Mongolia, which had 60,000 households. Unfortunately, the Tumote tribe was now weak. After returning to the Ming Dynasty, he only had one general soldier, and even his title was lost.
No. In this battle, he vowed to make military exploits and win a title.
Among the generals of the Ming army, Ma Xin was famous for his resemblance to Guan Gong. Anyone who knew him knew that as long as the commander-in-chief tugged on his long beard, he would make a decision.
At this moment, he tugged hard on his beard, and the strength was a bit too strong, and several strands were pulled off, "Well, there is a saying in Shaanxi: Eating in a small bowl depends on heaven (depending on Tim). When you make a decision, you fight."
He makes a bold move and attacks the enemy camp at night. Whether he can succeed or not depends entirely on God's will. Do you dare to follow suit?"
"The final general is willing to fight to the death with the commander!"
In the big tent, the fighting spirit is high.
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The cavalry moved very fast, and one man and two horses were even faster. However, within two hours, the Ming army had already approached the Tuokeda Mobei Allied Forces Camp, and it was just dark at this time.
The wind on the Gobi Desert is extremely cold, but the desire to make contributions is extremely urgent.
Ma Xin led nine thousand cavalry and sneaked near the coalition camp.
Lin Guoliang, the deputy general of the Ming army, led 600 artillerymen and began to quietly set up 200 small cannons. He was originally a surrendered general of the Green Camp of the Manchu Qing Dynasty. He was good at using cannons, and he wanted to make meritorious deeds much more urgently than those Ming army generals who had a good reputation.
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These small bronze cannons are very light and can be transported on horseback. The disadvantage is that they cannot shoot far. However, they can still play a big role when shooting at close range.
Ma Xin ordered forty cannons to form a group and blast out the gap in five groups. Each group had 1,500 cavalry, led by Manzhu Xili, Dazhamusu, Gurudai Qingshandan, Xiaozhamusu and Baoluo.
Charge the camp; and order Bentar, Omubu, and Tuba each to lead 300 people to set fires everywhere in the camp.
"Boom~Boom~Boom~"
The Ming army's artillery shells pierced the night sky, making day come earlier.
If it were a normal earth-and-wood village, it would be difficult for these small cannons to break through the wall, and heavy artillery would have to be used. However, the coalition camp was made of camel cloth, which was not strong and not high, and the gap between the two camels was quite large.
The explosion knocked down the piles and boxes on the camel's back, and blasted out the crenels.
Hearing the sound of cannons, more than 10,000 camels struggled desperately. It was useless. Their limbs were tied and fixed tightly to the ground, unable to move at all. They could only be shot to death by cannonballs and roasted by the fire.
Following the gap, five lines of Ming army cavalry jumped into the camp and killed people everywhere; the Ming army in charge of setting fires fired rockets and set fire to the tents whenever they saw them.
The 40,000 coalition troops were defenseless and in chaos, and the air was filled with the scent of camel barbecue.
"What's going on?"
As soon as Chahun Dorji's younger brother Xidishili ran out of the military tent, he was cut down by a galloping horse.
"The big thing is over, you all follow me and surrender," Danjin said to hundreds of soldiers of the Sanyin Nuoyan tribe. Ever since his son Namzal led his troops to surrender, he has lost his fighting spirit. p>
Hundreds of Mongolian soldiers from the Sanyin Nuoyan tribe threw away their weapons, knelt on the ground, and said they were willing to surrender. Seeing other Mongolian soldiers around them, their morale became more and more disorganized, and many surrendered.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Chechen Khan Babu took thousands of defeated Chechen soldiers and fled eastward back to Chechnya under the cover of night.
"Father Khan, our army has been defeated, retreat quickly." Galdan Dorji looked for Chahun Dorji in a hurry.
Chahun Dorji sighed deeply, and led thousands of remaining soldiers to flee to Kulun City in despair.
