"Soutu of the Taichiwu tribe actually united with the Tatar tribe, the Klei tribe and more than a dozen tribes to kill my five thousand fine knights?"
After receiving the news, Liu Jin couldn't help but frown.
It seems that the Tatar tribes are still not afraid of being beaten. Last year, they wiped out hundreds of thousands of troops at once. Now they dare to provoke the Ming army. They are simply not afraid of death.
"I also received information from insiders, and the information is very reliable."
Battle said with great certainty.
He was not optimistic about Suotu and others, and Suotu had contacted him before.
Battle also knew about Sotu's ambition. He wanted to be the second Dayan Khan, but compared with Dayan Khan, Sotu was not even a bit inferior.
What's more, a very important reason why Dayan Khan is Dayan Khan is because Dayan Khan inherited his father's position.
His attempt to unify the Tatar tribes was impossible regardless of strategy, strength or name.
What's more, the Ming Dynasty is now at its peak. Last year, it was able to wipe out 120,000 troops on the grassland in one sentence. The Tatar tribes are severely weakened, but they still want to confront the Ming Dynasty. It's not an egg against a stone.
Battle himself is now attached to the Ming Dynasty. In name, he is now an official of the Ming Dynasty, so he decisively chose to tell Liu Jin the news.
"Okay, it's time to come and join these five thousand elite cavalry to test the power of my Ming cavalry."
Liu Jin smiled nonchalantly.
Looking at the five thousand cavalry behind him, these five thousand cavalry are considered to be the most elite cavalry in the Ming Dynasty. Each member is carefully selected from the frontier army.
In addition, after a period of training at the Ming Royal Military Academy, more importantly, the equipment of these five thousand cavalry.
The whole body is covered with armor made by the Miyun Iron Factory. Under the guidance of Liu Jin, the Miyun Iron Factory has established a special institution to research various steel materials, armor, weapons, and firearms.
The steel and technology used to make the armor are definitely the most advanced in this era. It is very light, but has high hardness and very strong defense.
The weapons in his hands are muskets and sabers. The muskets are flintlock muskets, which are powerful, have a long range and have high accuracy. The sabers in their hands are designed and built by Liu Jin based on the famous cavalry sabers of later generations. Compared with those of the prairie people,
The scimitar is more suitable for cavalry slashing.
It can be said that they are armed to the teeth. If they can't defeat these defeated soldiers on the grassland under such conditions, then Liu Jin thinks that the Ming Dynasty should stop playing cavalry in the future.
All the most elite cavalry of the Tatar tribes were buried in the Central Plains last year. The remaining ones are just old and weak remnants, and there is nothing to fear at all.
"Lord Liu, I have summoned all 600 cavalry from my Naiman tribe and are at your disposal at any time. In addition, the Erut tribe and Zadalan tribe have also summoned their respective cavalry and are rushing over for reinforcements."
Battelle looked at Liu Jin's confident look, and then looked at the five thousand cavalry who were tall and well-formed in armor, and he immediately expressed his loyalty.
As a grassland man, he was very aware of the battle between cavalry and cavalry. The difference between those with armor and those without armor was so huge that it could be said to be a world of difference.
Only the Ming Dynasty could afford such a luxury to equip thousands of cavalrymen with such armor.
When the steppe people were at their most glorious, when Genghis Khan's army swept across the entire Eurasian continent, they produced a fully armored cavalry force of several thousand men.
That cavalry was simply like a devil. Wherever they went, corpses and blood were everywhere. There was no opponent at all.
However, such cavalry has very high requirements on horses and warriors.
Because the armor is made of all iron, it is very heavy, weighing at least dozens of kilograms. Adding the weight of a person, it can easily exceed two hundred kilograms, and some can even exceed three hundred kilograms.
To be able to bear such a huge weight, a soldier must have very high physical fitness, otherwise he will not be able to bear it at all.
Secondly, only the best war horses can withstand such a heavy weight and be able to gallop. It is difficult for ordinary war horses to last long.
This is why even when the prairie people were at their peak, they could only form fully armored cavalry of less than 3,000 people.
But the Ming Dynasty casually brought out five thousand fully armored cavalry.
Of course, he didn't know that the armor produced by Miyun Iron Factory was made of alloy materials and was very light. A set of armor weighed less than thirty kilograms.
This weight is nothing, both warriors and war horses can easily bear it.
"Hmm~"
"But you don't need to go to the battlefield. You can just watch the show."
Liu Jin nodded with satisfaction, then thought about it and said.
"Yes~"
When Battle heard this, he nodded, and then began to think slightly.
…
On the open grassland, with blue sky and white clouds, lush green grass is growing wantonly.
However, the two huge cavalry armies were seen from a distance, and a chilling air filled the grassland. In the sky, eagles and vultures were constantly circling, as if waiting for a big meal.
"It came so quickly~"
On a hillside, Liu Jin was riding on a war horse, holding a telescope and looking at the approaching grassland army.
In just two days after receiving the news from Battelle, Sotu, Bala, and Aboulens led the prairie army to kill them.
"The number is about 10,000. The old, weak, sick and disabled are nothing to worry about~"
Next to Liu Jin, Wang Shouren also observed carefully with a telescope, and then said very confidently.
Last year really hurt the vitality of the Tatar tribes.
They had been able to plunder smoothly in the past, and the Tatar tribes were used to it.
Even treating the annual trip south as a meal, returning with a full load again and again, almost all the grassland tribes came out in full force every time. As long as they could hold a scimitar or ride a horse, they would go south to plunder and fight for their own.
The tribe grabbed a lot of supplies for their family.
Who would have thought that last year's battle would directly kill all the grassland troops that entered the customs.
It is not enough to describe how injured all the Tatar tribes were.
The 10,000-strong Tatar army in front of us is already the last strength of powerful tribes such as the Taichiwu tribe, the Tatar tribe, and the Kle tribe. They are all teenagers who have never been on the battlefield, or some old people who are already in their forties or fifties.
Already.
Don't think that you are still young when you are forty or fifty. It is the Ming Dynasty now, and it is the grassland.
The average life span of people on the grasslands is very short, and those in their forties or fifties are basically considered elderly.
Basically all the young people are dead, they died in the battle last year.
"Master Liu, please allow me to be a lobbyist later to see if I can convince them."
Battle looked at the approaching grassland army and couldn't help but said to Liu Jin.
This is the last strength of the Tatar tribes. If they are all lost here, then the Tatar tribes will really be doomed in the future.
"No, since they are looking for death, then I will help them."
Liu Jin shook his head slightly.
Bringing five thousand cavalry to the grassland is definitely not for tourism.
Liu Jin had always been prepared to find a model to sacrifice his sword to, and to kill the chickens and scare the monkeys to show to the tribes that relied on the Ming Dynasty.
Now that someone has taken the initiative to deliver it to your door, that would be great.
What's more, after destroying these 10,000 cavalry, the Tatar tribes will be completely soft. They will not be able to cause any trouble for a long time in the future. They will either listen to the Ming Dynasty and slowly integrate into the Ming Dynasty's system.
Or just wait for destruction. Liu Jin will never be merciful in this regard and leave trouble for the Ming Dynasty.
This has cleared the grassland, and in the future we hope to use these grassland people to herd cattle, shear sheep, and use them to form a powerful cavalry to fight from east to west to Europe.
"Sir, many of them are just children. Some are barely taller than a wheel. Please be patient and give them a chance. I am willing to be a lobbyist to persuade them."
Hadan from the Erut Department also stood up and said.
"Yes, sir, many of them are still children~"
Huhe from the Zadalan tribe also said quickly.
"Since you have all spoken, I will give you face."
"But the ugly words are ahead. If they are unwilling to submit, then you can't blame me."
Liu Jin pondered for a while and then looked at the cavalry on the opposite side.
There are indeed many immature figures among them. In later generations, they will only be junior high school students, still in the ivory tower.
But now, he has picked up a scimitar, carried a bow and arrows on his back, mounted a war horse, and has become a grassland warrior with a determined gaze.
After thinking about it, Liu Jin thought it was better to give them a way out.
"Thank you, sir~"
When Battle, Huhe, and Hardan heard this, they quickly thanked them, and then hurriedly rode towards the army on the opposite side.
"Please Sotu, Bala, and Abelance come out and speak."
The three Battlers came to the front of the prairie army and shouted very loudly.
"Battle, Hardan, Huhe, you three lackeys of the Ming Dynasty, how dare you stand in front of us, are you not afraid that I will pierce your heart with thousands of arrows?"
Suotu walked out slowly on his war horse. When he saw the three of Battle, he couldn't help but shouted angrily.
"Sotu, don't insist on your own way. You are no match for the Ming Dynasty. Please join the Ming Dynasty as soon as possible. Don't destroy the last bit of vitality of our Tatar tribes."
Battle looked at Suotu and persuaded.
"Haha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard~"
"Battle, I always thought you were an eagle on the grassland, but I never thought that one day you would become a lackey of the Ming Dynasty and betray Changshengtian."
"What's so scary about the people of Ming Dynasty? They are just a group of sheep, two-legged sheep. Although the number is larger, they are still the meat of prairie wolves."
"In the past, we went south every year and returned with a full load every year. They didn't even dare to come out to fight us. They only dared to hide in the city to defend. Do we need to be afraid of them?"
"The Ming army in front of us is not enough for us."
"Battle, just stay aside and I will let you know later how weak the Ming master you have taken refuge is."
"Without the city, they are like sheep without a sheepfold, and they are not at my mercy."
Suotu replied very loudly, and with his words, the surrounding prairie cavalry also became more confident.
Thinking back to the heavy military strength of the Ming Dynasty in the past, there is indeed nothing to fear.
Some families even had Ming slaves in their homes, slaves plundered from the Central Plains.
These Ming people are all honest and honest. Even if they are whipped every day, they do not dare to resist at all. They are indeed sheep, sheep with two legs.
"Suotu, things are different now~"
"The Ming army is very powerful, otherwise it would not have been possible to destroy our grassland army last year."
"Leave some energy for our Tatar tribes."
"Don't ruin all our Tatar tribes because of your ambition."
Battle said unwillingly.
"Yes, Sotu, I know you are ambitious and want to unify the Tatar tribes."
"However, with your ability and strategy, you are still far behind. As far as the eye is concerned, you can't even see clearly the comparison between the strength of the enemy and ourselves."
Huhe also followed suit, bluntly stating Suotu's ambitions and bluntly saying that Suotu had no strategy.
"Bala, Abelance, are you going to follow Sotu and destroy the last strength of our Tatar tribes?"
"Look at the children around you. They are all very small, barely a head taller than a wheel. They are the future and hope of the grassland. Are they going to be buried here?"
Hardan also said angrily.
"Have you three said enough?"
"Have you forgotten the bloody feud with Akito?"
"Barter, it seems that all your eldest sons died in the hands of Akito, right?"
"Hadan, your brother and father also died in the Central Plains last year, right?"
"Also in Huhe, all the 10,000 troops of your Zadalan tribe were wiped out last year, and your sons and brothers also died under Mingren's sword."
"Have you all forgotten these bloody feuds?"
"It's better for you now that you have become Mingren's lackeys. You can even forget such a bloody feud. Are you still a prairie people?"
Bala also came out on horseback.
Looking at Battle, Hardan, and Huhe, they said coldly.
"Haha, blood feud?"
"If we really want to calculate it, then Ming people and us will never stop fighting. If we go south in the past, will we still kill less Ming people every year?"
"This world is just about the jungle and the strong. We lost last year, so there is nothing to say."
"The dead are dead, but the living still have to live."
Having said this, Battle couldn't help but said sadly.
Doesn't he hate Akito?
Hate it~
In the battle last year, all tens of thousands of his Naiman tribe were killed, including several of his sons.
But hate is useful?
What's more, the grievances between the grassland people and the Ming people cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences.
I don’t know how many Ming people died at the hands of the prairie people.
If you really can't let go of these things and want to take revenge to the end, killing all the prairie people will not be enough to pay for the dead Akito.
Of course, the most important thing is that we lost last year and Ming Dynasty won.
After hearing Battle's words, Sotu, Bala and others fell silent.
They also followed the little Tartar prince to the south and plundered, and many Ming people died in their hands.
When they killed, they never thought about the feelings of these Ming people. If it were really a blood feud, it would be endless.
"Bartelle, stop talking nonsense~"
"If you bring your tribe members with us to deal with the Ming army now, then we will still treat you as grassland people. If you want to be loyal to your master, pick up your scimitar now."
"To use what you said, on the grassland, the weak eat the strong. There is an old saying in the Ming Dynasty, the winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit."
After Suotu was silent for a while, he said sharply.
"Suotu, it seems you are really stubborn."
Battle sighed, feeling a little helpless.
"It seems that you are determined to be Akito's lackey."
"Go back, don't let me meet you later, or I will cut you into pieces."
Suotu looked at Battle and said harshly.
"Haha, Sotu~"
"To be honest, I have never been afraid of you. You have always been ambitious, but you are foolhardy."
"It's just a pity that these ten thousand grassland men will die together."
Having said this, Battle knew that this battle was inevitable, and he couldn't help but shake his head.
"Hey~"
As soon as Battle finished speaking, an arrow hit his horse.
"If you don't go away, I'll kill you~"
Being despised, Sotu became angry.
"Okay, let me see how you die later."
Battle took one last look at Sotu, said nothing, and rode away.
"Hey~"
Huhe, Hardan also shook his head helplessly.
Seeing the Suotu in front of him, he was already blinded by ambition.
Although there are 10,000 cavalry, how can these 10,000 cavalry be the opponent of Liu Jin's 5,000 fine cavalry?
As the three people left, Suotu's face was gloomy and very ugly.
Then he pulled out his scimitar and shouted loudly: "Eagles of the grassland, pick up the scimitar in your hands and kill all the two-legged sheep in front of you. God bless you~"
