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Chapter 963 Counter-Assault

Chapter 963 Counterattack

Sun Chuanting ordered the front-line troops to make way for the road, and was very afraid of scaring away the West Mongolian coalition forces, and his heart was also hanging. The opposition between civil and military officials was common in the Ming Dynasty, and the front-line commander Cao Wenzhao was not his confidant. Cao Wenzhao

Zhao's uncle and nephew were the direct descendants of Fu Zonglong, the governor of Southwest. Will Cao Wenzhao listen to his military orders? It is hard to say that this would be put in the early years of Chongzhen, and his military orders were probably a piece of waste paper.

Sun Chuanting also knew that the two armies should fight for the first place. Blindly withdrawing troops is extremely dangerous, and if they are not even worse, the entire army will be defeated. However, the northwest land is too big. If the front line is too ruthless, the Mongolians

He would not dare to conquer Jiayuguan, his overall plan would be in vain. If this was five years ago, Cao Wenzhao would probably push back his military orders.

The general is outside, and the king will not accept the order, let alone the scattered life of the three-sided general system. On the front line, Cao Wenzhao was very angry. Isn’t this military order just to make him deceitful defeat? Cao Wenzhao claimed to be a white horse and a long spear.

He has never been defeated in his life, so it is better to kill him than to let him be defeated.

"Get out the way, how to get the law!"

"All of them are mixed together. How can you retreat at this time? One step back means death!"

Cao Wenzhao's generals under the tent started to make trouble and complain a lot. Cao Wenzhao hesitated. As one of the first generals to follow the Liao King Macheng to conquer the world, he knew the temper of the Grand Commander. The Grand Commander was the most disliked to disobey the orders.

.In Liaoning, front-line generals had great autonomy, but few of them disobeyed military orders. Although he was dissatisfied with Sun Chuanting's arbitrary behavior, he still ordered the gathering of troops and took great risks to fight back.

Cao Wenzhao is a military genius and a veteran of a hundred battles. He knows that if he wants to withdraw at this time, he can take the risk of fighting on the whole line, and then organize a retreat after repelling the Mongolian army. Is it so easy to fight and retreat? The two armies fight,

Those who fight and retreat are all compiled in the storybook.

At night, Cao Wenzhao took huge risks and fought back on the whole line.

Deputy General Cao Bianjiao personally led more than 5,000 cavalry of the central army and attacked the middle road. In front were two 10,000 teams of Hami troops. Cao Wenzhao's plan was to defeat the powerful enemy in front of him and block the army's troops from the Mongolian middle road. The bottom line was

Forced him to retreat thirty miles, leaving room for the Ming army on the front line to retreat calmly. After defeating the enemy in front, most of the Ming army should be able to retreat calmly.

There are still a small number of troops who cannot contact and cannot retreat, so I can only ask for more blessings.

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the desert was as snowy.

The Ming army on all fronts suddenly received military orders and fought back 30 miles across the board. By the time of Mao, the entire army retreated without any mistakes. The light cavalry of the central army went out four times to contact the troops of various units. In the middle, a brave general led 5,000 troops.

The Iron Cavalry took the lead in attacking and led the Ming army's full-on counterattack.

Southeast Hami, in the desert.

In the desolate desert, an oasis became the residence of Hami tribe. About two teams of 10,000 people were scattered around the oasis, taking water and drinking horses, setting up bonfires, killing sheep and cattle, and teams of herders wearing leather robes ripped their mouths.

Bite the mutton that was burnt with oil and brown, baring its big teeth, talking and laughing, camels and horses were leisurely eating water plants by a big lake.

Hami and Turpan are full of oasis, and the population is very dense in the northwest.

Hakui was in the middle of a large army, outside the oasis, and sat around a bonfire with more than ten subordinates. While chatting and laughing, a bearded herder came over. The herder led a camel and seemed to be going to the river to get water. When he passed by,

But he accidentally flicked the collar of his clothes and bounced three times.

Hakui's eyes lit up and he said generously: "And, should you get water?"

The strong-bearded man smiled and said, "Yes, the weather has changed now. It's probably going to rain in the middle of the night."

Hakui stood up and bowed. Seeing the strong bearded man walking away with the camel, he had already received extremely important information. It was going to change in the sky after midnight. More than ten military spies stood up and led the horses over.

Block the distant view, shook each other's arms, took out the musket and crossbow hidden under the saddle, and put the knife on your hand.

At night, the noisy oasis quiets down. In April, this desert oasis still gets cool at night.

Hakui lies with his back against a horse and clothes, and in a thick leather robe, his fingers rubbing the trigger of the crossbow, and the quiet oasis camp was full of murderous intentions.

Tens of miles away, five thousand iron cavalry in the middle of the Ming army suddenly rushed out at night.

Cao Bianjiao personally led more than 5,000 cavalry to speed up in the desert with the night like water. The five thousand iron cavalry were all old soldiers who had been fighting for many years with Cao's uncle and nephew. They were from Shaanxi soldiers, and some were Liao people captured in the Battle of Baicheng.

Qian Iron Cavalry wore two layers of armor and rushed forward in the desert with the moonlight. At night, Cao Bianjiao was not afraid of suddenly encountering a strong enemy, but most afraid of getting lost.

In this empty desert, it is easy to get lost and not distinguish the direction. It is not easy to find the enemy in the desert. Whether the military intelligence department can rely on the hands of the migrants to the west can be held back, Cao Bianjiao was also unsure and silent.

He just kept rushing forward to beat the horse. In the distance, the two riders were racing in parallel under the night.

Cao Bianjiao held back the war horse, waved his hand, and the scout cavalry in front of him rode the horse and greeted him.

Soon, the personal soldiers led the two cavalry over, met the secret code and confirmed the identity of the two military intelligence spies.

Cao Bianjiao said in great anticipation: "Where is the enemy camp?"

The two Mongolian-looking men bowed their hands and whispered: "But General Xiao Cao faces his face, with more than 20,000 Tartar vanguards, just twenty miles away."

Cao Bianjiao pressed and held it down and was excited, whispering: "Change the horse and lead the way."

The two military intelligence agents bowed and responded, changed their horses and pulled the reins, leading five thousand iron cavalry to the Hami camp. Cao Bianjiao followed closely, squinted his eyes, and watched the darkness appear from time to time in the distance.

I came to several cavalry and led the army, and secretly praised the Military Information Department for some insults. I don’t know how such a foolproof arrangement was done under the eyes of the Tartar army.

Looking at the two strong Mongolian men in front of him, Cao Bianjiao felt pity for his talent.

"drink!"

General Cao caught up and said arrogantly: "After making this contribution, you and the two of you are willing to join our army. I will not treat you badly."

The two people in the Military Information Department were slightly surprised and refused in a low-key manner: "General, please forgive me for being unable to obey my orders."

Cao Bianjiao was a little dark-faced, thinking that Ding Wenchao's good subordinate was trained, and several fires suddenly rose in the darkness in front of him. The fire flashed in the darkness. Cao Bianjiao knew that this was military situation.

The Insider should have guided the army.

"After this battle, I went to find Ding Wenchao to ask for someone, haha, come out!"

Cao Bianjiao laughed and took off his big iron stick from the Desheng hook, bowed his back and gently clamped the horse's belly. Five thousand cavalrymen rushed to catch up and spread out in the rolling yellow sand. This rush would lead to two thousand Western Mongolian troops.
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