On the bank of the Guishui River, the camp of Alazhiyuan on the right wing of Wala.
"Report! The Ming army is gathering and launching an attack on our position!"
A'la's expression changed and he ordered: "Explore again and report again!"
"Yes!"
Immediately afterwards, the horn of the horn sounded, and within a moment, a group of generals rushed to the tent, talking among themselves.
"Master Zhiyuan, I heard that the Ming army is coming?"
"Didn't I say yesterday that the Ming army agreed to negotiate peace? Why did it suddenly change its mind?"
"The people of the South are cunning and cunning. Do their words count?"
"What should I do now, fight?"
Faced with the generals' incessant inquiries, Ala pressed his hands and said, "There is a saying among the southerners that the fish will die and the net will break. It seems that they are preparing to launch a decisive battle!"
At that moment, someone said: "Master Zhiyuan, please give the order!"
Ala nodded and said: "Pass the order, all ministries are ready to fight!"
At this time, a tribal leader looked slightly worried and said: "But... the Ming army has artillery..."
"What are you afraid of?" Another tribal leader beside him said disdainfully, "If there is a war, the Grand Master will definitely send troops to attack our army from front to back. The southerners will not be able to hold on for long!"
"I have seen the marching speed of the Southerners before. When they fought, they even brought more than a thousand carts of baggage with them. By the time the Grand Master's troops arrived, they were probably still halfway there!"
The generals couldn't help laughing while discussing.
Immediately afterwards, another person said: "If that's the case, we have to take the initiative, otherwise all the credit will be taken away by others!"
The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional.
A'la is now a member of the Privy Council and is in charge of the right-wing tribes of Wala. In contrast, although Yexian holds the position of Grand Master of the Yuan Dynasty, he has long since broken away from the control of Khan Totuo Buhua and has become the actual leader of various grassland tribes.
The one in control.
If this battle can annihilate the main force of the Ming army in one fell swoop, its strength will first be greatly increased. It will be a matter of time before Tuotuo Buhua becomes his own khan.
However, who doesn’t want to dominate the grassland?
If he defeated the Ming army and even captured their emperor, Kazuya would have the capital to compete first.
Why can you be a grand master, but I can only be a scholar?
Thinking of this, Ala's attitude became even more resolute, and he immediately ordered: "Everyone, go back to the camp immediately to count the troops and horses. After an hour, we will launch an attack on the Ming army's position!"
The generals received their orders and returned to camp to reorganize their troops.
A Laze took out the map and studied it carefully. There were 80,000 Ming troops to face this time, and they also had firearms, so they should not be underestimated.
"Father, what are you looking at?"
At this time, a burly young man walked over holding a pair of armor.
This person is A La's eldest son Ang Ketu, who has just turned twenty this year.
The grassland is not stable, and fights between tribes often occur. Therefore, almost all the men here are warriors.
Ang Ketu even followed his father in the wars in the north and south. He has already accumulated rich combat experience at a young age.
"There are firearms in the Ming army's formation. This battle must be fought quickly. We cannot give them time to prepare. Moreover, if our army is defeated, we must find a way out for ourselves."
Obviously, Ali is not blindly confident. He is still very cautious when it comes to fighting.
Ang Ketu was very disapproving and said: "Father also thinks too highly of the Southerners. It is said that their soldiers and horses are all given to a eunuch to command. Jiming Mountain and Yao'erling, Bai Bai also got a big advantage first.
If we don’t take action, they will eat all this fat meat!”
Ala certainly understands this truth, but since the Ming army dared to attack him, they must have been well prepared. In this battle, they must consider not only how to annihilate them, but also how to reduce casualties as much as possible.
Otherwise, if everyone is gone, what else can we do to compete with each other?
Angkotu continued: "The southern troops are simply vulnerable. It's better to let the children take the lead and use their little emperor's head as a wine flask for his father!"
Ala laughed and said: "You can't kill the emperor of the Southern people, but he can be sold for a lot of money!"
Ang Ketu also smiled and said: "Father said he can't be killed, so I just have to capture the little emperor alive!"
To be honest, Ala is really tempted. Why should he take advantage of others when he has military achievements in front of him?
He looked at his son, who looked exactly like him when he was young, and thought that he was also so high-spirited and arrogant back then.
"Well, you go and lead the three thousand cavalry. There are no cavalry in the Ming army now, but there are still firearms, so be careful!"
"Father, please rest assured, my child understands!"
Angkotu has long been accustomed to fighting. At this time, he eagerly hopes to defeat the main force of the Ming army with his own hands, achieve great military exploits, and succeed his father as the new leader of the right wing in the future, so that the generals will not dare to object.
A'la thought further. At this time, the Yuan Dynasty had long lost its former glory, and the capable people on the grassland were inhabited. If the young emperor of the Ming Dynasty could be captured in this battle, not to mention the overlord of the grassland, he would be able to recapture most of the capital in one fell swoop and regain control of the Central Plains.
It’s unknown!
"Report!"
At this time, a spy arrived in a hurry.
"Report to your lord, the Ming army is less than five miles away from our position!"
"What?" Ala raised his head with a look of disbelief on his face, "How could it be so fast?"
Ang Ketu raised his eyebrows and asked: "Please tell me clearly, is it the main force of the Ming army, or the vanguard force? Or is it the sentry who came out to inquire about intelligence?"
"It's the main force of the Ming army!"
Ala and Angketu looked at each other, and the word "disbelief" was written in the eyes of both father and son.
Through this contact with the Ming army, I have already figured out the opponent's combat style. Sometimes, the Chinese army even has to stop and wait for the baggage convoy. How can such a force move so fast?
"Did you see it with your own eyes?"
"Returning to the Governor, I saw it with my own eyes, so I can't be wrong!"
The spy's tone was very firm. He was really the main force of the Ming army, and there were tens of thousands of people in the dark.
Ala suddenly realized that something was wrong with the situation. When did the Ming army become so efficient in fighting? Could it be that there was a change of command?
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However, who dares to be this coach except the little emperor himself?
"Have you seen the Ming army's flag?"
"I saw it, it's the Great Dragon Flag!"
Ah La took a deep breath. If he dared to hang the dragon flag, he could only do it if the little emperor came in person. This was really crazy. The painting style was wrong!
At this speed of travel, everyone will be at the door of their house in an hour!
"Pass the order, and within a time limit of one stick of incense, all ministries will assemble immediately. Violators will be dealt with according to military law!"
"Yes!"
Ala turned to Angketu and said: "Something is wrong, you'd better not go!"
"Father!"
On Ketu was even more excited, his eyes full of desire for war.
"The southerners marched in a hurry and were inevitably ill-prepared. This is an excellent opportunity!"
"But..."
"Father, you can't hesitate any longer, my child wants to fight!"
Ala weighed it for a long time, but finally could not resist the temptation to capture the emperor. He nodded and said: "Well, my father will hand over the eight thousand cavalry of Tumut's tribe to you to fight against the Ming army!"
Angkotu was immediately surprised. The Tumut Department was the core force of Wala's right wing. The elite among the elites had always been directly commanded by Ah La. Now, it was actually handed over to him.
This means that my father is ready to gradually transfer the power of the tribal leader to himself.
"Children take orders!"
Ang Ketu came out of the tent excitedly, and immediately mobilized 8,000 elite cavalry from Tumut's department to charge in the direction of the Ming army.
In his eyes, there is no difference between the 80,000 Ming army and the 80,000 civilians. As long as he survives the first round of the most threatening firearms and rushes in front of the Ming army, the opponent will definitely flee.
Then, there is unilateral killing.
When he thought that the little emperor of the Ming Dynasty was in front, Ang Ketu was extremely excited. He took the lead and galloped with all his strength.
Saw it!
Sure enough, the Ming Army’s Great Dragon Banner!
Under the dragon flag is the mighty Ming army.
Ang Ketu became even more excited and shouted: "Look ahead, there is the handsome flag of the Southern Emperor. The Governor has an order to capture the Southern Emperor alive and reward him with ten thousand taels of silver and ten thousand cattle and sheep!"
The cavalry behind them waved their long swords, roared, and rushed harder.