"How can the few bitter bandits, who are short of food and use, compare with the large number of steppe Tatars who are in full strength and strength?"
"And among those Tatars, there may not be any hidden shamans or other warlocks!"
"What the emperor and the court did was very wrong!"
Chaitino shook his head vigorously.
Chai Tiannuo was shocked when he heard Li Zhengxi talk about the origin of the steppe Tatars the day before yesterday. It turned out that except for a few of the steppe Tatars sold from the northwest, all of them were transferred to Zhili by Emperor Tianqi!
These prairie men, who were good at conquering and fighting, formed many tribes in Zhili in a short period of time. They were also very wild in temperament. In just a few months, they destroyed more than ten barracks and killed and injured more than thousands of soldiers.
Chai Tiannuo felt that this was no longer a whetstone, but a butcher's knife. He didn't know what Emperor Tianqi thought.
If you want to train elite soldiers, you can let each guard go to the frontier in rotation and ride the waves, so that those who stay will be the real elite soldiers!
Is it okay to waste such a huge amount of material and manpower in a place so close to you?
At the beginning of his accession to the throne, the policies established by the emperor had indeed undergone earth-shaking changes from those of Dahua.
But in just a few years, the emperor's behavior seemed to have changed.
The military merit officer and Captain Guo Yi looked at each other and shook their heads. It was indeed wrong.
In fact, not only Chai Tiannuo, but also many warriors have discovered that something is wrong. The general even loudly asked Emperor Tianqi in the court hall if he wanted to destroy the Great Wall of his country?
As a result, he was cursed by Emperor Tianqi and beaten with a stick. The general, who was the Grand Master, was so angry that he vomited blood in court and had to stay in bed for several months before he recovered.
However, the general has not been in court for a long time, citing physical illness.
"How do we, the ministers, judge the emperor's thoughts?"
Captain Guo Yi smiled bitterly, and the military officer sighed:
"I can only accept it and see if the emperor can repent."
Chai Tiannuo shook his head and said nothing more. The three riders moved quickly along the post road full of corpses. Not long after, they saw thick black smoke rising in front of them, covering half of the sky.
"...his mother, rabbit, speed up!"
Looking at the corpses of merchants and common people on the post road, Chai Tiannuo's face became more and more ugly. He tilted his head and rode the rouge rabbit towards the distance like an arrow.
Captain Guo Yi and the military merit officer grinned. The speed of the red rouge rabbit was incredible, as if it was flying!
"Great Emperor, I was really wrong."
Looking at the dead women and children on the ground, Captain Guo Yi sighed, and the military officer also sighed with him. They couldn't bear to see the miserable situation on the ground anymore, and the two followed them with stern expressions.
"Great Emperor, Great Emperor, is this the result you want?"
The master of martial arts, Master Sheshan, led the candidates and the new scholars, lined up and looked at Jinzhen where blood and fire were mixed in front of him, his face was full of pain.
There are two most prosperous areas around the capital, one is Luoshui and the other is Jinzhen.
Luoshui is dominated by scholars and officials, and Jin Town is dominated by merchants and literati. They are both places where the cultural atmosphere is at its peak.
Luoshui thrives in tranquility. After all, it is the place where the Imperial College is located, and tranquility is its characteristic.
Jinzhen is known for being noisy. This does not mean that it is noisy, but that the writing style here is too lively, and the literati are mostly famous people from Jin Dynasty. Their arrogance and enthusiasm are their characteristics.
The original stillness and movement are the two poles of the capital of Great China, echoing each other, which underlines the prosperity of the entire literary world of Great China.
But now, the town of Jin is ablaze with blood and fire. The soldiers of the Imperial Guard have been defeated one after another under the attack of countless Tatar bandits. The black and white buildings are ablaze with raging fires. The people who have no time to escape are all turned into dead souls by the sword.
"Boys, form a squad as a unit and slaughter those filthy people cleanly!"
The mountain chief roared, holding a one-eared halberd in his hand, and rushed out first with more than ten teachers.
"Chief, isn't the order from the Ministry of War telling us to suppress the formation?"
Sun Jingzhong asked in a low voice. As he asked, he raised the long bow in his hand, and three arrows shot out. Three Tatars who were holding guns and laughing ferociously fell down in the distance.
"The shitty formation is already like this. Listen to Mao's order and kill him!"
The mountain chief roared, and suddenly jumped seven or eight feet. He dropped a halberd, splitting the man and the horse in half. Then he stabbed the bandit who was rushing forward and threw him far away!
"The mountain chief is mighty!"
Sun Jingzhong, the archery instructor, grinned and fired a series of arrows with his right hand. Most of the cavalry that rushed towards them fell down in an instant.
"...Grandma is such a badass. She was indeed the best eagle shooter in the army back then. With her combat power, she is even more outstanding than a grandmaster like this!"
Seeing Sun Jingzhong's performance, the mountain leader grinned and ran into the distance again.
Finally, they approached the important area of the capital. As more and more soldiers arrived, the war slowly turned around. Although the Tatars were many in number, their weapons were too different, and they slowly fell behind.
The remaining people in Jin Town also fled to Luoyang City under the cover of the government soldiers, but the number was not even one-tenth of the previous number. Not to mention other things, they only had the literary and commercial skills, which was a big blow to Dahua.
!
"Kill, kill, kill, kill all these annoying Tatars!"
Wearing full armor and walking barefoot, the mountain chief was like a general descending from heaven. Wherever the single-eared spur swung, everything was shattered. Chaitino would have been delighted to see it. The consequences for him and the mountain chief would have been exactly the same.
"Priest, there are more and more soldiers in the palace, and the men can't stand it anymore."
The Tatar leader's voice was a little anxious. According to the instructions of the shamans, more than 100,000 steppe Tatars entered the hinterland of China one after another and joined the bandits. Under the command of the priests sent by the Kunwu Immortal Kingdom, they soon arrived in Zhili
Got a firm footing.
After several months of accumulation, an army of nearly 100,000 was finally assembled and launched an attack on Dahua Capital!
However, the plan was very good before, but when the incident occurred, I realized that the fighting power of the common people of China is really amazing!
Not to mention those women and children, but any adult man, who doesn’t have a sword or a gun by his side?
Even those literati who looked bohemian and uninhibited in their wide-sleeved shirts were surprisingly ruthless when it came to their actions.
He cursed "Fuck you, mother", "Eight generations of our ancestors", and kept waving the finely decorated long and thin halberds in their hands, and the spears and halberds that were stabbing them fell off one after another.
Twenty or thirty people were able to block a battalion of cavalry at the entrance of the alley.
If it hadn't been for the arrows that pricked several holes in their bodies, these mad men who cursed and didn't look like scholars would probably not have retreated.
"Sure enough, under the leadership of Li Jingshen, Dahua's folk customs have changed drastically. It is no longer the ancient country where etiquette has been passed down from generation to generation."
The priest raised his hood and never expected that he would see a graceful and handsome woman about thirty years old.
"Priest, how should we respond, retreat, or attack forcefully?"
A bandit general crossed his hands and saluted with respect on his face.
"Be calm and listen quietly. Beautiful music is playing in Luoyang City."
The priest tilted his ear and made a listening gesture. The Tatar leader and the bandit general looked at each other and put their palms to their ears, trying to find the beautiful music among the noise.
"There is really music, and it is played by pipa!"
The two men suddenly raised their heads, with surprised expressions on their faces. The priest smiled charmingly:
"The song of breaking the formation sounds, Luoyang, the thousand-year-old imperial capital, is about to be destroyed."
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