Hundreds of cannons were fired on Longgang Mountain, and the entire Yuanshan Mountain turned into a sea of ​​fire. Batai was so scared that he was shattered. At this moment, even a fool knew that he had fallen into a trap. He shouted loudly, turned his horse's head and fled out of the city. However, the city gate was so big that everyone rushed out, and they refused to give in to each other. In addition, some Tartars outside the city had not yet reacted and continued to rush into the city gate. The city gate was immediately filled with water, and they could not enter or exit.

Boom boom boom boom...

The fire above the heads was full of fire, and the fires on both sides of the streets were getting stronger and stronger. The flames were rolling and the heat waves were forcing people. The frightened war horses ran wildly, and the order was even more chaotic. The Tartars fell off their horses and trampled on each other and suffered countless casualties. In order to escape, some Tartars had to search for a road to escape along the streets. The Tartars near the city gate simply abandoned their horses, rolled and crawled on the top of the city, and then jumped out of the city from seven or eight meters high, just like dumplings, and countless people were killed and injured.

"Ao!" Batai was like a crazy beast, and his mace smashed his head all the way, causing him to break out of the city gate.

Seeing this, Batai's personal soldiers waved their butcher knives to their comrades and rushed out of the city gate. Bodies were everywhere near the city gate, which turned into a hell on earth.

Boom boom boom boom...

The sound of cannons roared again on Longgang Mountain, and countless shells fell near the city gate, obviously intentional. In the end, the entire city wall was blown up, blocking the only retreat, leaving only nearly 10,000 Tatar cavalry struggling desperately in the fire.

Batai rushed out of the city a hundred meters before he dared to stop. There were less than a hundred personal soldiers who escaped with him.

Looking at the city where fires are soaring into the sky and the shells roaring from Longgang Mountain, Batai suddenly pulled open his chest and roared shrillly. The personal soldiers beside him all looked pale, and their eyes were filled with fear and hatred.

At this moment, Yuan Shang was simply a purgatory. Nearly 10,000 Tartars were trapped here, trampled on each other and injured nearly one-third of them, burned to death by fire, and the remaining three-pointers desperately avoided the fireless place.

Now the only one who has no fire in the city is the palace city, so the Tartars are desperate to attack the gate of the palace city and climb onto the wall of the palace city.

Yuan Hong, the commander of the Right Shore Camp, resisted for a while and led his brothers to quickly evacuate from the back gate of the palace city, so not long after, thousands of Tartars captured the palace city.

However, before the thousands of Tartars could breathe a sigh of relief, more than a dozen fires broke out in the palace. In a flash, the entire palace was trapped in a sea of ​​fire. It turned out that the Ming army set fires in various palaces when they evacuated. It was so vicious that they did not give a way to survive!

The thousands of Tartars attacked the palace city were desperate. They roared with grief and anger and rushed to the back door of the palace city with no chance. Hundreds of lucky Tartars successfully broke through the sea of ​​fire and rushed out of the back door. As soon as they emerged, they were shot into a hornet's nest by the Ming army ambushed outside, and their bodies blocked the city gate.

Bang bang bang bang...

The three rows of musketeers from the Right Shore Camp fired continuously at the city gate until no one came out of it. The commander Yuan Hong raised his hand to stop.

As soon as the gunshot stopped, the surroundings became quiet, but the choking smoke was lingering. The buildings in the palace were burning, and the whistling fire rushed to a height of more than ten meters. You could vaguely hear shrill screams, and the air was filled with various burning smells.

The fire came, and hundreds of corpses blocked at the city gate were roasted by high temperature and oiled. Finally, they burned and turned into coke. Even Ming Jun, who was used to life and death, could not help but feel the urge to vomit.

The morning sun shone, and the commander Yuan Hong's face turned a little white, and there seemed to be a turbid wave surging between his chest and abdomen. Finally, he forced himself to vomit, otherwise he would be too disappointed.

The sky in the east became brighter and brighter, and a red sun appeared half of its face, but its light was overwhelmed by the raging fire in the city.

On Longgang Mountain, Xu Jin looked down at Yuan Shangdu, which had turned into a sea of ​​fire with his hands on his back, and a long jade gown whirred slightly under the morning breeze. The generals behind him stood in awe, with a look of awe in their eyes.

"I'm sorry, the Tatars' Khan City was not saved. Xiaomentu was probably going to postpone returning to the Khan Court to inherit the Khan throne." Xu Jin naturally said to himself.

The generals behind him looked at each other and couldn't help but breathe a breath of air. The awe in their eyes became even more awesome. They just thought that the generals were forced to burn the yuan, and it turned out that they had other intentions. Tsk tsk, the general is worthy of being the general. We are thinking about how to win the battle, but the general is looking at the overall situation. It is far-reaching and difficult to reach!

Indeed, although the Ming army in the city had empty troops, it was no problem to resist Batai for one or two days with the city wall. At that time, reinforcements were probably already arrived, and there was no need to burn Yuan Shangdu.

However, burning Yuan Shangdu has two great benefits. One is to find an excuse for continuing to detain the sect map, and the other is to destroy the Tatar civilization. If the Ming Dynasty wants to incorporate the Tatars into its territory, it must rebuild the Tatar civilization and assimilate the three views of the Tatars. Therefore, destroying Yuan Shangdu and rebuilding it and adding elements of the Ming Dynasty is a good way.

However, if the Yuan Shangdu is burned for no reason, it will only make the Tatars disgusted and even arouse their common hatred. For example, Isana may turn against the Ming Dynasty directly, so Xu Jin did not dare to do this blatantly. However, this sudden attack by Batai created an excellent opportunity for him to destroy Yuan Shangdu.

Because of this, Xu Jin said before on the city, "Is this God's will?"

"Look at the Grandmaster, the Tartars outside the city are gathering again." Zhao Datou, the captain of the personal soldiers, suddenly shouted.

It was already bright at this time. Xu Jin raised his telescope and looked down at the mountain. He saw that the surviving Tartars outside the city were indeed gathering again. It seemed that the number of people was about 10,000 or 20,000 people was about to frown deeply.

Speaking of which, Batai had 45,000 cavalry under his command, seven or eight thousand people were killed or injured when attacking the Xuanfu Army camp, and another five or six thousand people were lost when siege. Later, more than ten thousand were burned to death in the city. In addition, the fleeing, there are only about 15,000 cavalry left to fight, which is not ordinary.

Huang Qi, the commander of the Left Shore Camp, couldn't help but say politely: "It's a pity that our cavalry has been sent out. If there are cavalry in hand, there are no need to be too many. Three thousand feet. Taking advantage of the chaos of the Tartars just now, they will definitely be able to defeat them quickly."

Xu Jin couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He ordered Jing Dachu to hold on for an hour last night, but this guy did hold on for an hour, but in the end the whole army was disbanded. It's gone, and I don't know where to escape. If this guy was smart enough, he should have summoned a group of troops to attack the rear of the Tartars. Unfortunately, this person is not the only one who stands alone, what can you do!

"Send the order, the entire army is in formation and ready to fight!" With Xu Jin's order, more than 18,000 Ming army infantry lined up with their backs against Longgang Mountain, ready to face a fierce battle.

At this time, the fire in the city was still burning, and the rolling smoke rushed to the sky. In the open space in the south of the city, Batai was gathering troops in a row. After about half an hour, the troops gathered again.

Batai held the large mace in his hand, his eyes crossed the raging fire in the city, stared at the Ming army's flag on Longgang Mountain fiercely, and roared with red eyes: "Kill them all, take revenge!"

"Kill them all and take revenge!" The Tartars all raised their swords and guns and roared. The bitter cold light seemed to cover the rising sun with a layer of frost.

kill!

With Batai's order, 15,000 Tatar cavalry bypassed Khan City and approached the foot of Longgang Mountain, with murderous aura soaring into the sky.

At this time, more than a hundred miles northwest, a Ming cavalry was sailing northward along the hooves. The leaders were two men and one woman, and it was Xie Erjian, Qi Jingtong and Xue Bingxin.

It was obvious that the three of them were following Batae. In the second half of last night, they came to the ranch where the Hozit tribe was located. After inquiring, they learned that Batae led the remaining soldiers to flee north, so they chased north along the hoof trails.

"Look at the boss, you're finally catching up with me." Zhao Hu, the third boss, suddenly shouted loudly.

Everyone looked in the sound, and in the morning light, they saw a group of people appearing in front of them. Xue Bingxin frowned and said, "Something is wrong!"

Xie Erjian and Qi Jingtong looked at each other and there was something wrong. The team of people in front was too weak and seemed to be too small.

drive……

Everyone urged the horse to run, and soon caught up with the man in front of them. As a result, when they calmed down, they immediately changed their expressions.

Because there are only two or three thousand people in front of me. Although they are all men, there are old and young, and they are driving cattle, sheep, mules and donkeys. They are not the tens of thousands of remaining soldiers led by Batai.

It turned out that this group of men from the Haozit tribe. They were threatened by Batai last night and drove the horses and sheep all the way north. Frightened by Batai's reputation, they did not dare to look back or stop. As a result, the traces they left misled Xie Erjian and others.

These men from the Haoqite tribe were suddenly surrounded by a large group of Ming cavalry who were chasing him. They were so scared that they surrounded him. Someone shouted loudly in Chinese: "Master Ming Army, we are the herdsmen of the Haoqite tribe. Our tribe has defected to Princess Yisana and will not be enemies of the Ming army."

Qi Jingtong turned over and dismounted, pulled out the Tatar herder who was calling out from the crowd, and asked in annoyance: "Ma, say, where are you driving cattle and sheep?"

"Master Mingjun, we were forced to walk north by Batai..."

The Haoqite's herder did not hide it and said that he had passed by. Xie Erjian and Qi Jingtong's expressions changed drastically when they heard this, and they said in unison: "No, I've been trapped!"

drive……
Chapter completed!