On the afternoon of the seventh day of June, the main forces of the Marshal's Mansion and Oirat armies faced each other offensively and defensively in the Gobi Desert.
The bee-tailed needles in Yangqu City are planning an escape.
Bee Tail Needle is a general with extensive military experience. He not only led a bandit group composed mainly of hungry bandits, but also participated in an uprising army composed of refugee deserters. He also surrendered to the regular field army of the Ming Dynasty and served in a quasi-emergent army such as the Marshal's Mansion.
Serving in an armed group.
It is natural for the bandits to flee for the purpose of plundering. The insurgent army with low combat effectiveness has no choice but to flee in the field. The regular army with insufficient troops and food to surrender before the war is forced by life.
Generals often do not act arbitrarily, and no one can truly act arbitrarily, because the army is a collective, and most of the power comes from below, especially the leaders of the peasant army.
Although Bee Tail Needle's past actions may be looked down upon by others, when making decisions, they must be supported by officers and soldiers at all levels so that they can be well executed. After all, the surrender of an entire army or the escape of an entire army is also a test of control and execution. However, in Yangqu City, it is difficult for the decision to flee in the face of battle to win the support of officers and soldiers at all levels.
Because the group of soldiers under his command has changed. There are more than 500 soldiers under his command, and the most prestigious are the 200 veterans of the training camp, who were the Lion Soldiers who moved to northern Shaanxi with Liu Shishi in the past.
They are the most unlike rogue bandits. They are very different from most peasant armies. Even compared with their rations and equipment, the Shaanxi Ming Army looks like extremely poor rogue bandits.
These people may not all have great futures, but they all have very outstanding military qualities and are capable of serving as grassroots officers and soldiers. They are the mainstay worth relying on in any army.
Bee Tail Needle had just proposed that he wanted to abandon the defense of Yangqu. These junior officers did not listen to the reason why he wanted to abandon the defense. They directly vetoed his decision and dismissed him from his post on the spot.
Among them, the more radical old officers even planned to kill the timid general and the general directly.
As the saying goes, if you don't occupy your position, it's difficult to predict your politics. In fact, the old Lion Soldiers don't have much objection to abandoning the city and escaping. They followed Liu Chengzong and abandoned the city and the land. In other words, before they stationed in Qinghai, they had never guarded the city.
Take it seriously.
No one cares about this.
People just feel unlucky that they were assigned to serve under Beetail Needle. This overall resume and identity are too bad, and are almost full of negative statuses that the Lion Soldiers dislike or even look down upon.
So much so that people have no interest in knowing what his talents are, they are simply dissatisfied.
Usually they are dissatisfied with the military law, but they have nothing to do. This time, Bee Tail Needle proposed to abandon the city and escape, but was caught by someone, and coaxed together to become the will of the group.
The old Lion Soldiers knew in their hearts that the removal of Bee Tail Needle from his post was probably not a big deal in the eyes of the commander, but seizing power was. Apart from that, the only thing they had to consider was the morale of the newly surrendered troops.
Therefore, after the bee-tailed commander-in-chief was dismissed, people elected Zhao Keke, the commander-in-chief of the Hundreds, nicknamed One Hand, as the acting commander-in-chief.
Although Zhao Fuhuan was also a demobilized officer, both new recruits and veterans recognized his courage and intelligence. Even if he was missing a hand, even if he was missing a leg, carrying him in a sedan chair would not affect his morale.
However, Zhao Fuhuan was a brave general who was born in the border army. In terms of independent leadership, he was far inferior to Beetail Zhen who was a small leader, so he spoke to Beetail Zhen in public and asked why he wanted to abandon the city.
Bee Tail Needle Xin said there was no fucking reason, just to be afraid, the situation they were in was very dangerous.
His ability to survive to this day depends on his decisiveness and keen sense of battlefield.
Ever since he learned that the Oirat army was crossing the Yellow River in the morning, Bee Tail Needle has been thinking about where he is on the battlefield.
Then he realized that he was the farthest force from Liu Chengzong's headquarters, and it was very likely that he was already in the heart or even behind the enemy's back.
The main force of the Chinese army is to the northwest of him, and the enemy's army crosses the river due north of him. There is a small enemy force to the east. He doesn't know how many enemy troops there are on the other side of the Yellow River. There are mountains to the south, and Feng Yu's department is confronting the enemy to the southwest.
His mission was to pretend to attack Yangqu City, but Zhao Feng accidentally captured Yangqu City. So the problem before him now is that he is about to be surrounded, and it is very easy for the enemy to cut off contact with the main force.< /p>
So he originally planned to retreat to the west and join Feng Yu's tribe, but he was dismissed by the veterans just after he said he would abandon the city. He lost his temper at all and did not dare to mention the retreat to the west.
Moreover, he asked himself that he had done nothing wrong, and he also had resentment towards the veterans. Now when Zhao Fu asked, he felt that you bastards all thought that I, Zhang Zhen, was a coward, so how brave are you?
Okay, let me tell you a difficult question. It depends on whether you are really brave or fake.
The bee-tail needle is like a living map. I asked someone to fetch the flag of the Mian Yangqu Mongolian garrison and hang it on the wall. I waved my hand and dipped it in water to draw the terrain on the flag. There was a river to the east and a mountain to the south. In the middle of the flag, the Marshal's Mansion Central Army was marked. The position of the main force, and the location of Feng Yu's department is highlighted in the lower middle.
He said: "The Wala Tatars crossed the river in large numbers from east to west. What happened this morning? How many troops were there, 10,000, 20,000, 30,000? I don't know."
"What should I do if the commander collides with them? What's the use of us guarding three stone walls here? Is it a meritorious service? Come back for help!"
If Bee Tail Needle is not angry, he will not say such a thing, because it is too dangerous, and he must be rewarded with his life for meritorious service. At least he must join forces with Feng Zhen. Although the meritorious service is less, at least three or four thousand troops will come back together to support him. , the chance of survival is high.
Unfortunately, Zhao Fu felt that what he said was right, so he nodded and stopped talking, and even calculated on the spot: "We will set off in a moment. If we can see the Chinese army before dark, if the two armies have already started fighting, we can even When I saw the enemy’s commander, I approached under cover of night... and took the prisoner’s head straight away!”
Bee Tail Needle was so anxious that she licked her lips, that’s not how you calculated the score! If you can’t get the head of the captive king, wouldn’t you be buying someone to support Liu?
However, both veterans and recruits are fond of this plan.
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No one likes to suffer from hunger for two or three years. No one likes to work step by step. It is better to die if it is uncomfortable to live for a hundred years. If you work vigorously for half an hour, you can be considered a human being.
The border troops of the Ming Dynasty liked this tactic of decapitating people and conferring titles upon them.
The five hundred and sixty-six defenders of Yangqu City, no, not counting the stunned bee-tailed needles, the five hundred and sixty-five defenders cheered loudly. Officers at all levels happily arranged to pack up supplies, sharpen their armor, and drag their pack horses.
Zhao Fushu sent six wounded soldiers on horseback to contact Feng Yu. He had no intention of running to Feng Yu to save his life, but after they left, Feng Yu's left wing would no longer have a sentry post to protect him, so he had to make a routine notification to Feng Yu.
I know it well.
They planted some homemade mines at the ferry, tied two little lambs to play drums, and burned two pots of water to make smoke to confuse the other side.
Then, taking advantage of a gust of wind to blow up the sand, 560 soldiers embarked on a dangerous road to rescue the main force against the background of the desert smoke and the long river of sunset.
On the Nanshan Mountain in the west, Dalai Taiji, who was blocked by Feng Yu on the mountainside, looked to the north and wanted to cry but had no tears.
The fortifications he built on the mountain are almost turning into castles, and the castles are almost topping out, and the reinforcements they are looking forward to have still not come.
To be precise, when I came to Taiji, I could actually see the smoky Gobi in the distance, the battlefield where the National Preceptor Khan and Liu Chengzong fought.
There was only thirty or forty miles between them. If it weren't for the windy and sandy environment, he could clearly observe the battlefield.
But even if he could see it, it would be of no use because Feng Rui was in conflict with him.
Dalai Taiji's initial decision was to build fortifications on the mountain and wait for help.
Because of the existence of Dulbert's musketeers and the narrow mountain road, Feng Lun, who lacked heavy artillery, suffered some losses when attacking at the bottom of the mountain. He became stubborn and said, "If you don't let me go up, you will live on the mountain for the rest of your life. p>
Feng Lun gave up his plan to attack by force, dug three trenches at the foot of the mountain, and built two low walls. This was equivalent to telling Dalai Taiji on the mountain clearly that even if we were to surround you, I would surround you to death!
This afternoon, Feng Lun first saw Ma Ke's cavalry and learned that the Chinese army camp in the north had begun fighting, and his troops would be transferred to the north to participate in the battle.
After receiving the order, Feng Lun immediately ordered the deployment of positions. They had not finished the battle here and could not retreat rashly.
In order to prevent the enemy from discovering that they wanted to retreat and pursue them down the mountain, he could only disguise himself in the camp and leave all the military tents behind. He left 800 men to guard the camp and left more than 2,000 cavalry to leave at night.
Just in the evening when the camp was almost finished, he saw the wounded soldiers sent by Fengweizhen again and informed Yangqu City to withdraw its defenses. More than 500 people from Fengweizhen would go straight to the enemy's position.
Feng Zhen was stunned. At that moment, his mind was filled with words such as being the first to capture the flag and bravely championing the three armies. He then ordered his two subordinates, General Qian, to get on their mules and rush northward.
Cai Guan Youying will also participate in this assault.
But they were unlucky. They could leave a little early or a little late. However, when Feng Rui was sneaking under the cover of night, there were loud shouts of death and the sound of gunfire from the west, followed by a Mongolian cavalry.
They collided.
It was Dorji Taiji who was driven away by Marco and the gunmen.
After being dispersed by Ma Ke, Dorzi led his troops in panic and ran far west. It was not until he got rid of Ma Ke that he remembered that his father's retreat direction before the war was to the east of the Yellow River, so he had to gather up the defeated troops.
Carefully take a detour from the south and try to sneak past the defense line.
But in order to chase them, Ma Ke used the gun carriages as soldiers and placed gun carriages on a front line that was fifty miles wide from north to south, with two carriages and twelve riders per mile.
They can't hide any disturbance from them. If they find the enemy, they will fire their guns from a distance. The cavalry behind them can hear the guns and assemble quickly.
After several battles in half a day, Marco's cavalry could not keep up with the high-intensity battle physically, but their fighting spirit was extremely high, not to mention their morale.
The battle at this time has almost nothing to do with tactics or quality, it is just a matter of coordination.
Dorji Taiji's 6,000-horse cavalry dispersed and gathered again, gathered and dispersed after being attacked and chased in turns. It was no longer a matter of morale. They were just a group of extremely tired and frightened birds.
At this time, he only had more than 2,000 infantry and cavalry left under his command, and the rest could not be found. The biggest problem was the loss of morale. If the Han cavalry charged casually, his men would disperse.
But Dorji Taiji, who had been running around in embarrassment all afternoon, was still sober. He had realized that Ma Ke's troops were not many in the first place, and they were too scattered at this time. The only enemies who could really pursue him in the first place were 200 cavalry.
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His military strength can still maintain a tenfold advantage. If he wants to get rid of the situation of being chased to death, he must find a way to form a formation and kill Marco to get back to him.
As long as the carbine is thrust back, the enemy's energy can be dampened and one's own morale can be boosted. Not to mention, one's own huge strength advantage can be used to eat up this sparse cavalry.
At least it can scare the enemy so that they don't dare to pursue desperately.
Marco's troops were indeed spread out in an exaggerated manner. All his cavalry were led by General Bai to pursue and intercept them, so that when they saw the enemy, there were no guards around them.
He was alone, with his nearest subordinate a hundred steps behind him, but the enemy was also forming a formation a hundred steps away.
In this situation, Liu Chengzong would definitely have to wait and let his cavalry charge into battle, but Ma Ke was very stupid, and he was also a fool who didn't take his own life seriously.
He was so angry that he didn't want to pick pickles anymore, so he rushed forward.
A single horse, relying on his armor, ignores the flying arrows as if they are nothing. He lifts the spears and spears with his sword, his horse knocks away the infantry, and he leaps high from the horse's back, smashing into the line like a meteorite. p>
The eight-pound long Guan Dao was swung, and with just a slight stroke when it was rounded, the skin and flesh of the seven or eight shepherd soldiers around him who were not wearing armor and only wrapped in fur jackets were torn open; he jumped up and turned away with a vertical slash, using his waist knife.
The soldiers who blocked the block had their bones and tendons broken with their weapons.
After two sword strikes, there were only two nobles wearing four-mirror armor around him. They were so frightened that they could not move their legs. They were cut by the blade in front of them and took two steps back. However, they were not seriously injured, but before he could move, his steps became unstable.
If you stumble, Guan Dao will come back.
The small horizontal blade on the back of the knife was struck by gravity. The thin iron mirror armor could not stop the eight-pound sharp weapon. A hole was cut out in the chest like a torn paper. The man was sitting on the ground unable to get up.
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Darhan, who was wearing mirror armor behind him, saw the situation and rushed towards him with his sword. Unexpectedly, Marco used the horizontal blade to knock over one of the people. He then stabbed the person with the sharp tail of the knife, making a deep dent in the mirror armor.
There were marks, and the person was pushed back a few steps.
Before anyone could react from the heavy blow, Guandao had already spun around in the air, slashed across his neck, and a big head shot up into the sky.
This kind of difficult-to-control weapon requires a large range of use and is usually not used in battle formations. However, in the hands of Ma Ke, who has been practicing martial arts since childhood, it has become the most deadly weapon on the battlefield.
Alone in the formation, he dashed left and right, using a sword with two ends, slashing with the blade, and hooking with the back of the sword. He even turned his backhand, using his tail grip as a spear, and used the closed handle to move around in an invincible manner.
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In an instant, Ma Ke, who was wearing heavy armor and holding a heavy knife, killed and injured more than 20 people in the herdsmen's line, and opened a passage.
Seeing no one around, there was someone with a bow and arrow not far away. Ma Ke, who was panting and sweating profusely from exhaustion, did not dodge, but lowered his head slightly, letting the arrow hit his helmet with a tinkling sound, and waved his hand to stop him.
The blood stains on the knife were wiped off the squirming shepherd soldiers, and the knife stood on the sand dunes littered with corpses under the setting sun.
The sound of horse hooves that shook the earth came from behind, and more than a hundred horsemen rushed into the formation from the left and right of Ma Ke, holding swords and spears and shouting to kill, bringing another defeat to Dorji Taiji.
Dorji Taiji, who looked unlucky, bumped into the face of Feng Yu, who was moving away.
