The sun gradually rose, almost crossing the horizon and rising into the sky; the heavy rain that had fallen all night also stopped completely at this time, and the thunder and lightning naturally disappeared without a trace.
The heavy rain has washed away the dirt in the air and the weeds growing on the ground. Under the sunshine, the scenery of the entire Yiwu Basin is breathtaking. If someone takes a photo here with a camera, they can probably take the picture of Microsoft.
Classic desktop style photo with green grass and blue sky.
If there weren't so many troops on the grassland at this time.
If there weren't so many troops on the grassland at this time.
At this moment, there are nearly a million troops separated by five miles, facing each other far away without any obstruction except weeds. But although they are still separated by five miles, which is equivalent to the range of the longest-range artillery at this time,
But in the eyes of Timur and Xu Huizu, the distance between the armies on both sides was almost zero.
Tamerlane, who raised his hands and looked across with clairvoyance, was very reluctant to fight this battle, but he had to fight. In other words, when Sarha led his troops to attack Quanningwei and failed, Yunxi agreed to Zhang Fu's plan.
With strategy and determination, this battle is already inevitable.
It was impossible for Jesb to watch Salha being wiped out by Cao Xing and his troops without moving. It was also impossible for the Quan Ning Guards to see the opportunity to block Jesb and not move. It was impossible for Timur to see Jesb being killed.
He had the chance to be eliminated, but he had the opportunity to rescue him without moving. And once Timur led his troops to rescue Jesbu and Salha, he would not be able to get rid of the Ming cavalry, which already numbered 100,000;
When he called out all the cavalry in the camp in order to break the siege, the Ming army had also increased its troops and pressed forward. Timur had to leave 50,000 soldiers to garrison the camp and all the rest of the army.
He dispatched a military camp to confront the Ming army. Only by dispatching more than 400,000 troops to confront more than 500,000 Ming troops outside the camp could he ensure that he would not fail rashly.
This feeling of being led by the nose and having to fight a decisive battle was very uncomfortable, but Timur could only bear it at this time.
After a while, he turned to Jesb and said, "Jesb, why do you think the Ming army suddenly wants to fight our army? No matter how I think about it, I don't think the Ming army is sure of victory."
"The Great Khan, maybe the commander-in-chief of the Ming army was carried away, or maybe the young emperor of the Ming Dynasty was unwilling to continue the confrontation and wanted to take a gamble with the Great Khan, but no matter what they thought, the Great Khan would definitely win this battle.
!Our army will win!" Jesb finally shouted.
"The Great Khan will win! Our army will win!" The guards following the two of them also shouted in Khorezm. Then the shouts spread like waves to three sides, and soon all the soldiers of the entire Samarkand Kingdom were
Shout loudly.
Even the envoys from various countries brought by Tamerlane during this eastern expedition could not keep calm amidst the loud shouts. Only three people's expressions did not change much.
Klavyo was granted an exception and was allowed to stand on the wall of the Samarkand State Camp not far away. He leaned a notebook on a slightly flat spot on the wooden fence with his left hand and kept brushing with a quill in his right hand.
written something.
"..., now is the 7th of Timur in August in the year of the Lord, which is said to be the 18th day of the second lunar month according to the celestial calendar, and the first day of the eighth month according to the Salish calendar. The time is around 7:47 a.m. local time in the Hami Basin.
, after Timur's night attack on the Ming army's camp basically failed last night, he led about 420,000 troops to confront the Ming army outside the camp; and the commander-in-chief of the Ming army, I don't know whether it was their emperor Zhu Yunxi or the original commander-in-chief Xu Huizu.
, also led more than 500,000 troops with an unknown number to confront the Samarkand army outside the camp."
"The total number of troops deployed by both sides in this battle exceeds 900,000, and there are no camps or other buildings that can be used as defensive facilities to block the battle. If it fails, the entire army will most likely be annihilated."
"I'm not sure how this battle got to this point right now. I'll ask Timur or Xu Huizu for clarification later, but none of this is important. What's important is which side can win?"
"Timur's army is nearly one hundred thousand less, but he has more than forty years of experience in leading armies in battles and has dealt with countless enemies. In the thirty years since Timur's reign in Samarkand in the 7th year of Clavius to the present, there has been no
Defeated; the total strength of the Ming army opposite was about 100,000 more. The commander was said to be the eldest son of the general who won the most battles when the Ming Dynasty was established. He was thirty-seven years old this year and had twenty years of military experience.
His prestige among the Ming army is not low, and based on the information collected by Timur, we can see that he is not an easy person to deal with."
"Of course, the commander-in-chief of the Ming army may also be their young emperor Zhu Yunxi, which would greatly increase the possibility of Timur's victory. Because the emperor of the Ming Dynasty is only twenty-six years old now and rarely directs wars.
On the battlefield, we may not be able to adopt the correct opinions of our generals in time. However, we still cannot make judgments in advance."
"It is now 7:57 local time in Hami. Both sides are still mobilizing their troops intensively. Except for the cavalry who seem to be ready to go to the battlefield at any time on the edge of the formation, no troops have been sent to fight for the time being."
"Roy, are you trying to be the host of a bullring? You wrote it in such detail." Ji Deno, who was standing next to him, took a look at what he had written and then said with a smile.
"You are right Alonso, I am writing this letter to His Majesty the King based on the explanation of the bullring host. In my opinion, the two armies about to go to war are different from the two huge and extremely strong bulls.
There is no difference." Clavier put down his pen and said with a smile while flexing his already stiff fingers.
"Other words are enough, but this sentence: 'I will ask Tamerlane or Xu Huizu later.' If a soldier from the Samarkand Kingdom sees it, he will definitely become furious and drive you and even me away.
Go down." Jideno continued.
"I am writing this letter in Castilian. Very few people in the entire country of Samarkand understand Castilian. Even you and I, their diplomats, use Latin to communicate. What's more,
Needless to say in Castilian writing, it is absolutely impossible for them to know each other. I am also sure that they cannot know each other so I dare to write like this." Clavijo said with a smile that seemed sinister to Jideno.
"You are really cunning." Jideno said with a smile, his expression turned serious, and he asked in Castilian: "Roy, who do you think is more likely to win this battle?"
"Alonso, I think Ming Dynasty has a greater chance of winning." After a few minutes, Clavijo replied.
"Why? I think the Samarkand Kingdom is more likely to win. After all, Tamerlane has more experience." Jideno asked puzzledly.
"It feels like, of course, if you ask me to list reasons, I can of course list many reasons. For example, the Ming army has more troops, and it has just defeated Tamerlane's night attack, and it has an advantage mentally. But what I really do is this
The reason for judgment is feeling," Clavijo replied.
"Feeling is a very unreliable thing. However, there are also many famous generals who agreed to war relying on their feelings." Jideno commented, suddenly thought of something, and smiled at Claviyo: "Roy, why don't we two take a gamble?
, how about just betting twenty gold coins to see who can guess correctly?"
"Twenty gold coins?" Clavijo couldn't help but exclaimed: "Alonso, I am different from you. You have inherited your father's territory and title. I don't have my own fief yet. Twenty gold coins are too much for me.
It's quite a lot." If you want him to take it, of course he can take it, but now he doesn't have his own fief, but he has many people to support, and he is reluctant to lose so much money in one gamble.
"Then bet ten gold coins. Any less and it won't be fun." Ji Denuo said.
"Okay, then let's bet ten gold coins. Do you want to be more formal and find a witness?" Clavijo said.
"That's not necessary. The other envoys are all from Asia. We can only communicate with them in Ottoman or Khorezm. These Samarkand soldiers guarding the camp can understand it, so don't take the risk." Ji
Deno said.
"That's fine."
After the two of them made a bet of ten gold coins, Claviyo had nothing to write about because the battle had not started on the battlefield. He looked around and saw a man staring ahead with a solemn expression.
Fu An.
Ji Denuo was a little surprised that Timur actually agreed to let him go to the wall to watch the battle. Then he walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and asked: "Mr. Fu An, are you worried about your country's army?"
Fu An glanced at him and didn't answer. He was nervous at the moment and had no interest in answering such a meaningless question.
Jideno didn't care and continued to ask: "In your opinion, can your country win this battle?"
"The Ming Dynasty will definitely win!" Fu An said without hesitation.
Ji Denuo looked at his expression, a little confused. Of course he was not here to listen to Fu An's answer. Fu An would definitely answer that the Ming Dynasty would definitely win. This answer is meaningless, just like if you asked Jesb Samarkand
It was meaningless whether Guoneng could win or not. He wanted to judge the probability of Ming Guo winning in his mind by observing Fu An's expression.
But although Fu An looked solemn just now, he looked firm when he answered his words. So Ji Denuo was a little confused: 'Is it true that Mingguo is more likely to win? Do I want to change my mind now?'
As he was thinking, suddenly countless people shouted around him: "The Ming army has moved!" He quickly turned his head and looked at the battlefield not far away.
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"Shuai Xu, according to Sichengtang's observation, it may rain heavily today." A soldier said in front of Xu Huizu.
"I know, you can go down." Xu Huizu said. The soldier immediately bowed and left.
"Is it still possible to rain? Is what the old man of the will-o'-the-wisp is correct?" Lan Zhen said. At this time, the lieutenants of their five armies gathered around Xu Huizu, observed the Xilu's formation for a while and then sat down on the spot.
, discuss how to fight this battle.
"It's about accurate. The heavy rain last night was expected," Song Sheng replied.
"In that case, Brother Xu, do you want to change the tactics you just decided?" Lan Zhen asked again.
Everyone looked at Xu Huizu. The battle plan they had just formulated would be affected by the heavy rain to a certain extent.
Xu Huizu lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and said: "There will be slight changes, but the main thing will not change. The things I just told you will still be carried out."
"Yes, Marshal!" Everyone agreed in unison.
"You go back and make arrangements. After the arrangements are completed, let me know in the flag language." Xu Huizu said again.
Everyone agreed and retreated.
Xu Huizu then whispered a few instructions to the guards beside him: "You should return to the camp immediately and find His Highness King Jin..."
After the guards went to carry out his order, Xu Huizu stood up and whispered softly: "I still can't rest assured!"
"There is no perfect way to fight. Is Xu Shuai 60% sure?" Zhu Shanglie, who was still beside him at this time, said.
"I'm 60% sure, but..."
"I heard the emperor say something, winning 60% in a war has two meanings. First, it is difficult to win a war with 100% victory, and winning 60% is already very good; secondly, a battle with a 60% certainty is already the best.
Well, it is almost impossible to be 100% sure. Moreover, in a battle where our army is 100% sure, even if the enemy general views this battle from a different perspective than ours, it is impossible not to see that he has almost no chance of winning and will not fight such a battle.
.So a 60% certainty in fighting is enough." Zhu Shanglie said.
"This does sound like His Majesty's words. His Majesty often says some words that are not clear in words, but quite philosophical." Xu Huizu said: "What Your Highness said is reasonable, but I am responsible for the safety of hundreds of thousands of troops, so I must be cautious.
"
"It's not good if you are too cautious." Shang Lie added.
"That's alright, I'll just relax a bit." Xu Huizu said with a smile.
He immediately said to Shang Lie: "Your Highness, this battle is fierce and dangerous. Even if you command tens of thousands of troops, it is difficult to guarantee safety. It is better to return to the camp. If you are defeated, you can also stay at one of the cavalry guards left behind.
Return to Yiwu City under escort."
"Don't say unlucky words!" Shang Lie emphasized first, and then said: "This battle is a national war of the Ming Dynasty. How can there be no royal children fighting on the front line? When the emperor fought against Chen Youliang, he sent Uncle Wen Zheng to lead the army.
To defend Nanchang, Ji Ye and I will imitate Uncle Wen Zheng today."
"But," Xu Huizu was still a little worried.
"It's nothing," Shang Lie said decisively.
Xu Huizu wanted to say something else, but suddenly saw the waving flags from the nearby formations, and understood that they were already prepared. He could not always persuade Shang Lie, so he could only leave his side and start directing the battle.
