Chapter 177 The Jurchen Mercenaries of the Ming Dynasty
At this time, Timur had also seen three earth walls broken through by Mongolian soldiers.
Timur was immediately overjoyed and ordered the war drums and horns to be raised to the loudest to encourage the fighting Mongolian warriors!
Woo! Woo! Woo!
Winter! Winter! Winter!
With the sound of war drums and horn horns, more Mongolian soldiers climbed up the earth wall and launched a desperate attack on the Ming army.
Brothers Li Shan and Li Zhong were already a little exhausted. They didn't know how many Mongolian soldiers they had blocked, let alone how many Mongolians they had just cut down. They only felt that the armor on their bodies and the weapons in their hands had become abnormal.
of heaviness.
Every time he raised his arms to block, it seemed as if he had exhausted his last strength.
Every time they launched an attack on the enemy, the two brothers were panting.
The comrades beside them fell one after another. Even Commander Qian, who was usually the bravest, was already lying in a pool of blood, with two broken spear heads stuck in his chest.
At this moment, a sudden roar came, and a Mongolian soldier suddenly stabbed Li Shan in the shoulder with a spear. Li Shan originally wanted to block with the shield in his hand, but his tired nerves made him slow to react.
, raised his arm halfway, the Mongolian soldier's spear plunged into the gap in his armor.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot from his shoulder to his heart, causing Li Shan to stumble backward.
The Mongolian soldier in front of him fiercely pulled out the spear in his hand, and then stabbed Li Shan directly in the vital part of the face to kill him.
Li Shan also closed his eyes in despair and waited for death.
suddenly.
A clang!
I saw a red Ming army soldier stabbing out from the side, and hit the Mongolian soldier on the head with the mace in his hand, and a cloud of blood mist suddenly burst out.
The Mongolian soldier immediately fell to the ground, lifeless.
Li Shan raised his eyes and saw that the savior, covered in blood and with a large stain on his face, was none other than Archina!
That is Zhao Jin, a Ming soldier in his own flag force!
After Zhao Jin killed the Mongolian soldier with one strike on Langya Bang, he cursed at Li Shan who was lying on the ground.
"What a fool! You still want me to save you!"
"Please remember this kindness to me!"
Zhao Jin, or rather Archina, continued to pick up the mace in his hand and rushed into the fighting.
Li Shan looked at Archina, who was as brave as a mad tiger, and couldn't help but have a wry smile on his lips.
"Jurchen Tatar, I owe you my life!"
Li Shanchi held his shoulders in pain, slowly retreated to the side, and leaned against the earth wall.
suddenly.
His palm seemed to have touched a familiar object.
Li Shan quickly lowered his head and saw that it was a musket made in the Hongwu style of the Ming Dynasty.
At this time, after a long period of hand-to-hand combat, these originally hot muskets had cooled down.
He leaned against the earth wall and took out a gunpowder bag and lead from the waist of a Ming army corpse.
Li Shan filled it up calmly and leisurely.
It happened that at this time, just as Li Shan had finished loading, he saw a Mongolian soldier holding an iron gun trying to sneak attack Aqina in front from behind.
Bang! A gunshot sounded!
The musket in Li Shan's hand knocked the Mongolian soldier to the ground.
Aqina, also known as Zhao Jin, looked back and found that it was a Mongolian enemy who was preparing to attack behind him, and then he saw Li Shan with a smoking gun behind him.
Li Shan looked at Zhao Jin and said loudly, "Aqina, I also killed one to repay your favor!"
"Both of us owe each other nothing now."
Aqina grinned, then ignored him and continued to turn around and join the fight.
After nearly an hour of fighting, the 20,000 Mongolian elites made no progress against the grassland fortress defended by 3,000 Ming troops.
Seeing the two sides exchanging lives for lives tragically on the earthen wall, at this time even Temur Timur realized that the situation seemed to be bad.
Tuoin Timur looked at the Ming army in front of him who was desperately resisting, and he couldn't help but have an ominous premonition in his heart.
If he led his elite bodyguards to launch a final attack and still could not break through the defense of these Ming troops, then this raid would be considered a failure.
After all, Mongolia's 20,000 elite troops had already lost more than 3,000 people at this time. According to this loss ratio, the average ordinary army would have collapsed long ago.
If he could not defeat the Ming army in the final blow, then there would be no hope of victory this time.
Then, Tamerlane organized the last of his elite troops.
Just when he was about to order an attack and make the final desperate blow.
From the north, bursts of horse hoofbeats and horn sounds suddenly came.
All the Ming and Mongolian soldiers fighting on the battlefield were stunned by the sudden sound.
The soldiers on both sides retreated, then raised their heads to look in the direction from which the sound came.
At this time, several of Luo Guanzhong's soldiers had fallen, and the originally shiny armor was covered in blood.
Luo Guanzhong also looked up and saw bright red flags appearing on the grass to the north.
As the distance gets closer, these red flags become more and more numerous!
Flags burned like wildfire on the grassland!
It swept towards Prairie Fort at a speed like wildfire!
"Reinforcements!"
"Our reinforcements from the Ming Dynasty!"
Luo Guanzhong and his soldiers were all happy when they saw those familiar red flags!
They all know that this is the Ming army from the several fortresses in the north coming to support them. Although the number may only be a few thousand, as a new force that has just joined, with the cooperation of the Ming army from inside and outside, it is enough to defeat them.
This 20,000-strong Mongolian army is already in chaos!
At this time, Tuoin Timur also clearly saw these Ming army reinforcements who suddenly arrived.
Seeing these Ming army reinforcements suddenly appearing, Tuoyin Timur felt extremely helpless in his heart!
He really couldn't figure it out. He clearly had a numerical advantage. Whether it was the Ming army in this grassland fort or the Ming army in the small fortresses in the north, they were incomparable to him in terms of numbers.
But he is not afraid of himself at all.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In fact, his 20,000 troops besieged 3,000 people, but they couldn't hold off for a long time!
Moreover, those Ming troops dared to come to the rescue even though they were outnumbered.
This kind of fighting will that was not afraid of death made Tuoin Timur no longer want to fight anymore.
"Withdraw troops!"
"Withdraw the troops! Withdraw the troops!"
Tamerlane shouted again and again.
As the orders to retreat sounded, the Mongolian soldiers fighting on the earth wall no longer had the courage.
They jumped off the earth wall desperately and fled to the rear.
Everyone searched for or fought for horses on the grassland, and then hurriedly fled the battlefield following the footsteps of Timur.
Some injured Mongolian soldiers who fell to the ground were unable to retreat with the large army and could only crawl on the ground dragging their injured bodies.
They also tried to snatch some horses and escape with the large army.
But how could the Ming army, whose morale was already greatly shaken, let these people escape!
Under the leadership of Luo Guanzhong, the Ming army rushed down from the grassland fort!
The Mongolian soldiers who could not escape were hacked and killed indiscriminately.
The tragic wailing sounded again on the battlefield!
Tamerlane knew that all his raid plans had failed, and he would definitely not be able to continue to tangle with the Ming army in the future.
Now Timur just wants to reunite with his brother Wang Baobao. It is best not to fight with this terrible enemy of the Ming army again!
Tuoin Timur did not want to fight with the Ming army again, but the Ming army did not think so.
Especially those Ming soldiers who came to support them became even more murderous after seeing the Mongolian and Yuan enemies fleeing.
"Brothers, chase!"
"Don't let the Tatars escape!"
"Behead people and earn military merit!"
A magical scene immediately appeared on the vast grassland.
Thousands of Ming troops roared and chased tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry. What was even more amazing was that none of these Mongolian cavalry dared to turn around and fight back. They all ran away desperately.
"That's too much!"
When Tuoyin Timur saw this, he became very angry.
He decided to teach these pursuing Ming troops a lesson.
However, the thousand Mongolian elites sent out subsequently were immediately killed by the Ming army's firearms and swords, leaving no trace behind.
When the remaining Mongolian soldiers saw this, they were even more unwilling to fight, and they ran away even more desperately!
"This, this, how is this possible!
"
Timur couldn't believe what he was seeing.
It’s just that the soldiers of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty were not good at attacking cities. Why were they completely crushed by the Ming army in the field battle now?
"Sir, let's go quickly!"
"The Ming army is catching up!"
The two soldiers on the left and right said with mournful faces next to Tuoin Timur.
Tuoyin Timur did not make any statement, his eyes were full of unwillingness, but the Ming army was approaching, and Tuoyin Timur had to turn his horse's head and escape!
Under the setting sun on the grassland, tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry fled towards the northwest.
"victory!"
"Victory!"
The almost exhausted Ming soldiers cheered happily!
Luo Guanzhong looked at the enemy's escaping figures and couldn't help but feel deeply in his heart.
"Such a huge advantage lies with the Mongols, but they still fled. From now on, as long as the banner of the Ming Dynasty is raised, no Mongolians will dare to fight anymore!"
"Mobei Grassland will change its master from now on!"
Tuoyin Timur led his remaining defeated soldiers to flee overnight. After three days and three nights, they finally arrived near Da'or'er and met his brother Wang Baobao.
Daor'er was the capital of Mongolia when Genghis Khan established it. Its location is northwest of the Yuerhai Sea.
When Timur was running away, he had already heard the news of Wang Baobao's defeat in Yuerhai.
Now the two brothers met in Daou'er, both of them had a look of despair on their faces.
"Brother, I led my men and rushed forward desperately, fighting desperately, but I couldn't defeat the Ming army. They died so many but refused to surrender. I really can't fight this kind of battle anymore.
ah!
"Taimur said to Wang Baobao in a crying tone.
"Okay, I understand." Wang Baobao's face was gloomy.
How could he not encounter the situation that Tamerlane encountered in the battle with the Ming army? The Ming army in Yuerhai was obviously caught in the passive position of their own surprise attack, but they did not collapse and surrender no matter how hard they were beaten.
Under the current situation, the two brothers did not hug each other and cry, because they were strong enough.
"The Ming army is really terrible. We can't fight with them anymore. We will suffer heavy losses in Yuerhai. We'd better make plans as soon as possible." Tamerlane continued.
In fact, Wang Baobao had already thought about it. The Ming army showed super combat effectiveness in Yuerhai this time, which was no longer something that the Mongolian and Yuan armies could deal with.
"The hatred of the country and the family! How can you give up just because you say you give up?"
Just when Timur and Wang Baobao were planning to discuss countermeasures, a voice came from outside the tent.
The visitor was none other than Zhao Min.
Zhao Min witnessed with his own eyes the retreat of Meng Yuan's army in Yuerhai, and now Tuoyin Timur's action to block the Ming army's retreat failed again.
She was so anxious!
Zhao Min knew that if the Ming army could not be made to pay a heavy price in Mobei, then Meng Yuan would never have a chance to defeat the Ming army.
Once the Ming army consolidated Mobei, the Mongols had almost no chance of defeating the Ming army.
Therefore, Zhao Min knew that they must regroup as soon as possible and defeat the Ming army in order to avenge their previous family hatred and national hatred.
Wang Baobao and Tuoin Timur knew that what Zhao Min said was correct.
However, they are now at a loss as to how to deal with the Ming army.
Wang Baobao said in a low voice, "Sister, what do you think we should do now?"
"The Ming army is really too powerful. If we continue to fight hard against them, the few troops we have left in our hands may not be enough."
Wang Baobao knew clearly that Mobei was a cruel place of life and death.
Once there are no more troops in hand, not only the Ming army can easily kill them, but also the surrounding Oara people or the vassal kings of any other tribe can eat them to the bone.
After all, the Mongols suffered a huge defeat at Yuerhai, and many people lost their relatives and property. Although this hatred must be blamed on the Ming army, some people will also blame Wang Baobao and the others.
Tamerlane also had the same doubts.
Tuoyin Timur asked, "Minmin, we don't have enough troops and horses at the moment. If we continue to fight against the Ming army, I'm afraid we won't even be able to save our own life!"
How to preserve themselves has become their first priority.
When Zhao Min heard what the Wang Baobao brothers said, he knew that he had to give them some advice and not allow them to remain so discouraged.
I saw Zhao Min taking out a thick book from a bag behind him, and then said to Wang Baobao and Tuoyin Timur: "Brothers, I wonder if you have heard of the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties?"
Tuoin Timur and Wang Baobao looked at each other in confusion.
They have never heard the name of the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties or what the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties is.
Wang Baobao and Tuoin Timur both looked puzzled.
"never heard before!"
"What's the art of war?"
Zhao Min placed the book in his hand in front of Wang Baobao and Tuoyin Timur, and then said, "Although "The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties" is not an art of war, I have read that this book is not much worse than Sun Tzu's Art of War!"
"Such a great book?"
"What on earth is it?"
"Where did this romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties come from?"
Tuoyin Timur and Wang Baobao asked in unison.
Zhao Min immediately said, "This romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties was written by Shi Naian, the great scholar of the Ministry of Household Affairs of Zhu Ming!"
"Shi Naian? Never heard of it!" Tamerlane shook his head and said.
Wang Baobao looked serious. He nodded and said, "I know the name Shi Naian!"
