Chapter 979: Ghosts are sad

The brave herders rode their horses and looked along the Tianshan Pass towards the northwest basin. They felt a little nervous. Urumqi at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains was also in ruins, with no trace of people and animals. These herders were so scared that they packed their tents and drove their animals to the Tibetan area.

I never dare to go back to Tianshan again.

In June of the 11th year of Chongzhen, Yuci, Shanxi.

There are now three steps and one post in Yuci territory, five steps and one sentry. The officers and soldiers gather from Shanhaiwei, and outside the border. Every day, established officers and soldiers enter Shanxi, turning Shanxi Prefecture into a large army camp. Yuci is even more vigilant.

There are sentry inspections everywhere. When ordinary people take a wrong step, murderous officers and soldiers will catch people. Anyone with discerning eyes will tell at a glance that a big man has come to Yuci.

Yuci, Changfu.

As a new high in the Ming Dynasty, the Chang family of Yuci was rich enough to rival the country. Recently, they were very nervous. The servants and maids were tiptoed when walking, for fear of offending the distinguished guests in the mansion. Deep in the Chang family manor, between pavilions and water pavilions, lotus leaves

The pavilion is mostly on the lake. Although the weather is getting hotter and hotter, there is no cool breeze between the northern style pavilions and water pavilions.

Ma Cheng sat upright in the water pavilion to meet guests. Although life was full of life outside, the army gathered. The water pavilion was deep but quiet, without a trace of fireworks. There are only a few people who are qualified to enter the water pavilion in Changyuan, all of which are Shanxi.

Local wealthy families who are either rich or noble, and local officials under the fifth rank, can't even join in the fun.

The Grand Commander-in-Law, His Highness, is not so easy to hold onto.

Ma Cheng secretly rushed from Fushun to Shanxi, and no more than ten people knew about it. Even the Ming army gathered outside did not know that the commander of this battle had become Ma Cheng. The situation in the northwest was out of control, and Ma Cheng secretly advanced to Shanxi, which was helpless.

The process of fighting for dominance in the world was recurring. With the rebellion of the Northwest Hui, the northern expedition and the westward advance strategy had to be adjusted.

During the northern expedition, Macheng had to transfer 50,000 troops from outside the pass to Shanxi to suppress the rebellion.

Changyuan, water pavilion.

The head of the Chang family served tea on the side. A group of Shanxi soldiers and road officials were trembling and reported the military situation. The large rebellion in Ganzhou and the Qingyang rebelled. The huge Qingyang Prefecture and the four towns were all destroyed, leaving only Qing.

The high walls of Yangfu City were preserved, but the deaths of military and civilians in Qingyang were no less than 100,000. Pingliang, Huating, Guyuan and Pingyuan were all trapped in the enemy.

Rebellion spreads like a plague in Gansu and Shaanxi.

Ma Cheng laughed in a hurry. He claimed to be completely unscrupulous. He was slapped heavily on the face and felt very embarrassed. The chaos in the northwest can be said to be his carelessness, negligence, and serious strategic failure.

The northern expedition took away most of the troops in the northwest, and the defense of Ganzhou and Shaanxi was empty. Because it was in the rear, it neglected to prevent it, so it was retraceable.

The Grand Governor was in a bad mood, so the people below were naturally trembling and didn't even dare to speak out.

The Shanxi military preparatory official was sent away and felt relieved. He bumped into an adult outside Changyuan, but he saw that the adult was wearing a straight military uniform, with no wrinkles on the Red Army uniform. About thirty people went to that place.

The heroic spirit came to the public. Several soldiers and road officials hurriedly bowed, and couldn't help but secretly praised him for his good looks and good looks.

Bai Huanzhang handed the knife to the guards, bowed to the adults, and entered Changyuan.

"Who is this person? I have given birth to a good skin."

"It should be the confidant of the Grand Governor."

In Changyuan, Bai Huanzhang spread his hands and the two guards rushed over to search.

Ma Cheng saw it from afar and said impatiently: "No need to search, Huanzhang, come in."

Bai Huanzhang entered the water pavilion with a expressionless face and gave a great gift. His heroic and extraordinary appearance, but his serious face made the owner of the Chang family feel chilled. Don't underestimate this Lord Bai, this person is really cruel butcher.

, the nickname "Ghost Chou" is a murderer, and the more people kill, the faster the officials are promoted. Now this Lord Bai is under the jurisdiction of the Liao Army Military Justice Department. The specific official position he is very mysterious and unknown.

The head of the Chang family was unwilling to offend this person, so he hurriedly gave him a cup of tea.

Bai Huanzhang did not appreciate him or looked down on him. His arrogant attitude made the master of the Chang family dare not be dissatisfied at all, and even if he was dissatisfied, he would not dare to write it on his face.

Ma Cheng's face cleared a little, and he said warmly: "Huanzhang, sit down."

Bai Huanzhang said softly, "I don't want to sit down, so I ask for a military order to go to the front line."

Ma Cheng looked gloomy and looked at him calmly, but laughed unrestrainedly: "Okay, since you don't want to sit down, you will lead 20,000 soldiers to Datong, regardless of civil and military officials, you will obey your orders, if there is anyone who refuses to follow,

Kill them all."

Bai Huanzhang still had a expressionless face and bowed and said, "Receive the order."

Ma Cheng shook his sleeves, and the head of the Chang family knew how to prepare the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. As soon as he received the handwritten hand-in-hand, he handed it over and Bai Huanzhang carefully put it away.

"Retreat under the bid."

Lord Bai bowed and bowed again. Since he entered the Changyuan Tong, he said three words and received a warrant, but it made the owner of Changyuan feel cold from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. In the hot weather, his whole body was covered in hot weather.

There was no heat at all. When he lowered his head, he didn't dare to look at the handsome face of Lord Bai without expression.

At the same time, a major town in Hexi was Zhangye.

To the northwest of Zhangye, among the mountains and forests.

Ding Wen climbed up a big tree with his hands and feet, and raised a thousand-mile mirror with his back against the branch. In the distance was Zhangye, a major city in Hexi, which is now in a fierce battle. The sound of cannons rumbled, and the two gates in the west and north were attacked at the same time.

, the picture is revealed, and the situation in the Northwest War gradually became clearer.

Zhangye was besieged by the Tartar cavalry advancing east along the Heihe River. At this time, there should be a fierce battle on the whole line.

Zhangye and Wuwei are not allowed to be lost. Once these two major cities in Hexi are lost, the Tatars everywhere can break through the Hexi Corridor and drive straight into the road. They cooperate with the rebellious Huihui inside and outside, causing the northwest of the Ming Dynasty to be earth-shaking, and the future is almost endless. The narrow Hexi

The middle section of the corridor is the center of this battle. Ding Wenchao estimated that these two strong cities would have to be held on for at least ten days.

Ten days later, Cao Wenzhao's army could defeat the Tatar cavalry on the southern line of Jiayuguan and launch a large number of help.

If the two cities can hold on until the army returns to help, the Tatar cavalry will return to chaos and will be within a controllable range.

As it was getting late, Ding Wenchao jumped off the tree, turned over and shouted softly: "Go!"

With the shouts, hundreds of cavalry rushed out of the forest, and the horse's hooves were loud. Ding Wenchao did not lead the army to Zhangye to assist in the battle. The city was attacking and defending. These hundreds of cavalry were just cannon fodder. Ding Wenchao was heading towards the outer periphery of Zhangye.

Hundreds of horses hid in the mountains and forests until night, and rushed out of the forest like ghosts, wandering around the battlefield, fighting at night, killing teams of Tartar cavalry on their horses.
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