Chapter 265 A knife that cuts through the prairie!
Zhu Qiyu never thought that his move would be equivalent to blocking his last living eye in the chessboard where he and his brother Zhu Qizhen battled wits and courage. Moreover, he would not be able to die again, and there would be no chance of a comeback.
Opportunity……
"Ah" a shrill howl sounded amidst the collision of weapons and the roar of war horses. Another cavalryman from the Prairie Headquarters wearing leather armor and an iron-shelled round helmet desperately let go of the stick in his hand.
The bloody scimitar waved his arm feebly, and then fell heavily to the green meadow. Before he even had time to taste the fear of death, the swarming iron hooves killed him in just a few blinks.
He trampled it into a puddle of blood and mud with no discernible shape...
The Choros cavalry in black leather armor, holding scimitars like rice ears swaying in the strong wind, frantically used their mounts and bodies to attack the opponent's solid defense line, one after another.
With a wave, the light surges like a wave.
"Hold it, I've held it all." Qiu Jiasilan, the leader of the Yongshao tribe, had an extremely pale face. He waved the scimitar in his hand and kept slapping the warriors around him with the back of the knife, asking them to continue to ignore him.
On the top of the casualty ground, behind you is a broad and winding river, and in front of you are ten thousand cruel and ruthless Chorus cavalry, who are madly advancing and attacking the last Yongshao tribe, which is less than five thousand.
cavalry.
Dozens of guards were working hard to brave the rain of arrows and set up rafts on the muddy river beach, hoping to take this opportunity to leave some seeds for the clan. Listening to the howling of the children behind them, the woman
The leader of the Yongshao Tribe, Yinga Silan, was crying so hard that his heart was about to break. He never imagined that the remnants of the Choros clan would suddenly appear in front of his tribe at this time, and because he had sent more than half of them
The warriors of the tribe accompanied the grand master Bolai to conquer Asi, and they were suddenly attacked.
Qiu Jia Silan had no choice but to flee with his troops, but he could never have imagined that these damn Choros were chasing after them as if they were completely crazy, as if they wanted to completely wipe out their own tribe.
One night, until now, we have been completely trapped on the bank of the river.
Here, Qiujiasilan knew very well that the Yongshao tribe had no way to retreat. Among the pursuing troops were not only the 10,000 Troos cavalry, but also the 5,000 Ming Dynasty cavalry.
He was on the left and right, as if he was monitoring the battle between the two sides, but never joined the battle.
However, if the Yongshao tribe's retreat direction is not in line with their wishes, those Ming Dynasty cavalry will appear in the direction of the Yongshao tribe's cavalry's retreat, and use the weapons in their hands to drive them back mercilessly...
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one…,…
This kind of torture and fear made Qiu Jiasilan completely understand that the Choros family behaved like this today entirely because they had surrendered to the Han people, and they needed to hand over an answer sheet that satisfied the Han people, or in other words, they had surrendered to the Han people.
It was a letter of surrender to his tribe, and he unfortunately became the target of the Choros.
In despair and anger, Qiu Jasilan could only muster up the courage to let the remaining warriors fight back with the determination to die. Behind the crazy attacking Choros, the bright red battle of the Ming Dynasty's cavalry
The coat is particularly dazzling.
"It seems that those shoes from the Yong Shao Department won't last long." Yang Xin slowly put away the telescope, with a hint of appreciation and excitement on his face.
"General, should we go up too?" Next to him, a general licked his dry mouth, his red eyes revealed a blood-devouring greed, and several other Ming army generals also
Not much better, after hearing this, they all turned their gazes originally on the battlefield to Yang Xin's face.
A group of burly and ferocious men, filled with murderous aura, all looked sadly and expectantly at this moment, which made Yang Xin shiver involuntarily, and he cleared his throat to suppress his desire.
He had the urge to kick these disgusting scoundrels off their horses, and shouted in a deep voice: "Have you forgotten the command of the Commander-in-Chief?" "Unless these Yong Shao tribe's shoes have escaped the siege of the Choros, otherwise, we
You must not use a single soldier. Don't forget. His Majesty the Emperor once said that the life of every soldier is precious. At a time like this, when we have already secured victory, how can we arbitrarily use soldiers?
Are we going to bet our lives?" After hearing Yang Xin's words, everyone couldn't help but nodded in agreement. "Oh, what a damn shame, we have been chasing him for a day and a night, and the knife in my hand is even attached to my shoe.
I haven't even chopped off the hair." "Don't worry, there are so many tribes on the grassland, there will be many opportunities in the future, but to deal with the Yongshao tribe, that is what His Majesty the Emperor asked the Choros to do. We are only responsible for the task of surveillance.
." Yang Xin couldn't help but chuckle. After comforting these generals, Yang Xin cast his eyes on the elite Ming army behind him, and then on the bank of the river where the battle was coming to an end. He couldn't help but feel a surge in his heart.
A wave of complex emotions.
I never thought that one day, I would lead the army of the Ming Dynasty not far away, watching those grassland shoes killing each other. It seems that His Majesty Zhu Qizhen has such a broad vision and strategy.
Surprisingly, even his own father is far behind.
In any case, the Yongshao Tribe must be wiped out, so that this tribe can completely disappear on the grassland. Let the Choros clan, or the bloody feud between the Junggar Tribe and the Menggu Tribe, pour a splash of hot oil on it, let the Choros clan
The Russians have no way out and can only rely on me, the Ming Dynasty.
"I don't know what's going on at the Yongshao headquarters, but I think there are still nearly 10,000 cavalry around General Jiang, so there shouldn't be any big problems.
Yang Xin looked back, glanced at the southern horizon, took a deep breath, and continued to focus on the battlefield.
Following the corpses of men and horses and the broken blades of remnants of soldiers for more than a hundred miles to the south, it was the nomadic land where the Yongshao tribe was located. But now, if the pasture that should have been peaceful and modest is no longer what it used to be...
Boyantemur looked at the burning tents, then at the battle flag that was full of holes and stuck diagonally in the soil, and then at the corpses scattered all over the wilderness, and he couldn't help but feel more and more sad in his heart.
Except for a few soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, most of them were warriors on the grassland.
Whether they are from the Junggar tribe or from the grassland headquarters, they all speak the same language, drink the same kumiss, and hold the same machete. But today, they have to fight each other hard, trying their best to fight each other.
Put the opponent to death.
The bodies of those warriors were already cold and stiff, and even the eyes that were wide open due to despair and survival began to become cloudy. In the sky, groups of vultures with unpleasant and hoarse voices were circling in the air. From time to time, there would be
A few glided down through the edge, hoping to taste the delicious food, but were quickly killed by the sharp arrows.
These arrows were shot by the Troos soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield. No matter what, those lying here are all the descendants of Gray Wolf and White Deer. At least they don’t want to watch their former robes and friends become those
Food in the mouths of animals.
"Grand Master, all the injured have been treated, but nearly a thousand of our warriors have fallen here." Bayar, the captain of ten thousand men, walked to Boyan Tiemur, who was staggering and looking around blankly.
In front of him, the voice seemed exceptionally low.
"I know, let the children gather all the corpses together and burn them all. Don't let those beasts destroy them." Boyan Tiemuer sighed softly and waved his hand.
"I will obey your orders, but the Grand Master's children and women from the Yongshao tribe are here to stay." After Bayar nodded, he turned his gaze to the distance and lowered his voice deliberately.
"After all, they are all prairie people. Is it appropriate for us to do this?"
"So what if it's not appropriate? Many of those women were snatched back from those Han areas by Yong Shao's tribe. Do you think it will be effective if I tell Commander Jiang now?" Boyan posted.
Mu'er also raised his head, looking over there at the women and children who were being escorted by Ming army soldiers and boarding various oxcarts and carriages, and said with a wry smile.
After hearing this, Bayar couldn't help but remain silent. How could he not know? However, watching the thousands of women and children being escorted away by the Ming army soldiers, his heart was really blocked.
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Boyan Timur raised his hand and patted Bayar's broad and strong back. His voice was slow but full of determination: "Bayar, my good brother, now, the Chorus family,
We are no longer the overlords on the grassland. Now, our only way to survive is to rely on the Han people, at least, the cattle, horses and sheep of the Yongshao tribe. They left us half. With these, we can
able to continue to survive on the grassland.
As for women, there will be some, and Zhu Qizhen will definitely not watch our Churoos family perish, as that would not be in line with his grand plan to plot the grassland."
"Grand Master, I understand, for the future of the Ross family and for the continuation of the Waqi Empire, we all need to be patient." Bayar tightly held the handle of the scimitar at his waist and gritted his teeth fiercely.
Truly, those eyes full of hatred and unwillingness fell on the Ming soldiers not far away who were collecting the corpses of the Ming soldiers.
one………
"When will those business groups arrive?" Jiang Fuzheng, the chief military officer of Xuanfu Town in the Ming Dynasty, stood on a small hill not far from the ruins of Yongshao, looking at the surrounding scenery and looking towards the people around him.
the deputy general asked.
"We will definitely arrive this evening at the latest." The deputy general replied quickly. "When the general sent out the carrier pigeon, he had already sent back the results of the victory. I believe that within three days at most, His Majesty the Emperor will definitely receive it from us.
news."
"Yeah, I got it. Hahaha, I can't believe that the Chorus people, the overlords of the grassland in the past, are now as docile as His Majesty's hounds." Jiang Fu stroked the long beard of his leader and said with a smile.
These words triggered a burst of resonant laughter. However, because of Zhu Qizhen's strict order and the fact that they were already standing far away from the Chorus people, otherwise, these words would not have been heard by those people.
There may be some disputes.
Jiang Fu took off his helmet and wiped the oily sweat from his forehead. "Don't underestimate the combat power of tile shoes. Yong Shao is not a friendly person. If it weren't for the beginning of last year,
, because Zeng Weiye first refused to pay heavy tribute to his troops, Fang led his brother King Saikan to severely punish him with his army, which greatly damaged the strength of his troops. Otherwise, how could they have been defeated at once last night.
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Just when others were half-believing and dubious, a commanding officer with a ferocious scar on his face stood up, saluted Jiang Fu respectfully and then said in a deep voice: "What the Commander-in-Chief said is true. When I was last year,
, a lot of Yongshaobu shoes were driven by King Saikan to attack our Dushikou Fort. The death was quite heavy, and the number of Yongshaobu shoes that survived in the end was only a few hundred. I think they were originally conquered by King Saikan.
, It really hurt the Yongshao tribe's muscles and bones. "When this man opened his mouth, everyone else couldn't help but be shocked, and they all couldn't help but believe a little more, because this man was just last year, with more than a thousand soldiers and two thousand
Yu Qingzhuang forcefully blocked over ten thousand of King Sekan's elite troops under the Dushikou Fortress. In recent days, they could not get any closer. Finally, they waited for His Majesty the Emperor's reinforcements, which finally defeated Wasa's plan to invade the south. Kaiping Guards Commander Qian Shitian of Chuicheng City
Kun.
And Tian Kun also became famous in this battle. Whether it was the generals of Xuanfu's own town or the generals of other border towns, anyone who heard Tian Kun's name couldn't help but give a thumbs up. After all, he was at that time.
Si Zhenfu, a small fifth-grade guard commander, had such courage that with a thousand soldiers, he could withstand the frenzied attack of tens of thousands of elite soldiers for several hours.
Nowadays, he holds the post of commander of the Kaiping Guard Command Department and is responsible for the historical affairs of commanding the Kaiping Guard. He has been encouraged by Zhu Qizhen several times and is responsible for everything the Kaiping Guard does. This shows that Zhu Qizhen has great trust in him.
His personality is cautious and low-key, but since he can say these words at this time, it must be true.
Jiang Fu nodded kindly to Tian Kun, his eyes swept over the people whose expressions became serious, and his tone became a little more stern: "The departure of the Yongshao Department, the grassland headquarters, is equivalent to losing
He lost an arm, and the middle part of the grassland was equivalent to a severe cut by us. Monan has been divided into two for us."
"Only half of the mission entrusted to us by His Majesty the Emperor has been completed. Next, we have to march eastward with our friendly forces, the Choros, to sweep away those small tribes, and we also need to cooperate with Liaodong Town and Jizhou
The soldiers and horses of the town directly attacked the capital of the puppet Khan's royal court."
"Don't forget, His Majesty the Emperor can entrust us with this important task because he trusts me and you all. Don't let Your Majesty down. Otherwise, if His Majesty the Emperor wants my head, I will want your heads first.
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"General, please obey your order!" Hearing Jiang Fu's harsh words, all the generals couldn't help but tremble in their hearts, and they all respectfully obeyed the order.
