Daming: Brother, there is no future for monks, let's rebel

Chapter 177 The Jurchen Mercenaries of Ming Dynasty

At this time, Toyin Timur had also seen three earthen walls being breached by Mongolian soldiers.

Tuoyin Timur was overjoyed, and he ordered the drums and horns to be raised to the loudest, in order to motivate the fighting Mongolian warriors!
Woo!Woo!Woo!
Boom!Boom!Boom!
With the sound of war drums and horns, more Mongolian soldiers climbed up the earthen wall and launched a desperate attack on the Ming army.

Brothers Li Shan and Li Zhong were exhausted. They didn't know how many Mongolian soldiers they had blocked, let alone how many Mongolians they had cut down just now. They only felt that the armor on their bodies and the weapons in their hands had become abnormal. heavy.

Every time I raise my arm to block, it seems that I have exhausted my last strength.

Every attack on the enemy also made the two brothers breathless.

The comrades beside them fell down one after another, even the most valiant Mr. Qian had fallen in a pool of blood at this time, with two broken spear heads stuck in his chest.

At this moment, there was a sudden roar, and a Mongolian soldier stabbed Li Shan's shoulder with a long spear. Li Shan originally wanted to block with the shield in his hand, but his tired nerves made him unresponsive. Halfway up the arm, the Mongolian soldier's spear pierced into the gap in his armor.

Suddenly, a sharp pain pierced from the shoulder to the heart, causing Li Shan to stagger and fall back.

The Mongolian soldier in front of him pulled out his spear viciously, and then tried to stab Li Shan's vitals in the face, knowing his life.

At this time, Li Shan had already closed his eyes in despair and waited to die.

suddenly.

Clang!
I saw a red soldier of the Ming army stabbing out from the side, and forcibly smashed the Mongolian soldier's head with the mace in his hand, and suddenly a cloud of blood collapsed.

The Mongolian soldier immediately fell to the ground and lost his anger.

Li Shan raised his eyes and saw that the savior who was covered in blood and had a large stain on his face was none other than Aqina!
That is, Zhao Jin, a Ming soldier in his own flag team!
After Zhao Jin killed the Mongolian soldier with a blow to the Langya list, he cursed at Li Shan who was lying on the ground.

"Damn it! You need me to save you!"

"This kindness, you remember for me!"

Zhao Jin, or what Aqina said, continued to pick up the mace in his hand and rushed into the fighting situation again.

Li Shan looked at Archina who was as brave as a crazy tiger, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Jurchen Tartar, I owe you my life!"

Li Shanchi supported his shoulders in pain, and slowly retreated to the side, leaning against the dirt wall.

suddenly.

His palm seemed to touch a familiar object.

Li Shan quickly lowered his head and saw that it was a musket made by Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty.

At this time, after a long period of hand-to-hand combat, these muskets that were originally hot had cooled down.

Leaning against the earthen wall, he took out a gunpowder bag and lead from the waist of a corpse of a Ming soldier.

Li Shan loaded it up calmly.

It just so happened that at this time, Li Shan had just finished loading when he saw a Mongolian soldier holding an iron gun and trying to attack Aqina in front of him from behind.

boom!A musket sounded!

The musket in Li Shan's hand knocked the Mongolian soldier to the ground.

Aqina, that is, Zhao Jin, looked back and found that it turned out to be a Mongolian enemy who was about to attack behind him, and then he saw Li Shan behind him with a smoking gun.

Li Shan looked at Zhao Jin and said loudly, "Aqina, I killed one too, it's a favor!"

"The two of us owe neither of us now."

Aqina grinned, then ignored it, and continued to turn around and plunge into the fight.

After nearly an hour of fighting, the [-] Mongolian elites made no progress against the prairie fort defended by the [-] Ming troops.

Seeing the tragic life-for-life exchange between the two sides on the earthen wall, even Tuintimuer realized that the situation seemed to be bad at this time.

Tuoyin Timur looked at the Ming army who was desperately resisting in front of him, and he couldn't help feeling an ominous premonition in his heart.

If he leads the elite personal guards to launch the final attack and still cannot break through the defense of these Ming troops, then this raid will be regarded as a failure.

After all, Mongolia's 3000 elites have lost more than [-] people at this time. According to this loss ratio, the general army has already collapsed.

If he couldn't defeat the Ming army in the last blow, then there would be no hope of winning this time.

Afterwards, Tuoyin Timur finished his last elite list.

Just when he was about to order an attack and make a final desperate blow.

In the north, there was a sudden sound of horseshoes and horns.

All the Ming and Mongol soldiers fighting on the battlefield were stunned by the sudden sound.

The soldiers on both sides stepped back, then looked up in the direction of the sound.

At this time, several of Luo Guanzhong's personal soldiers had also fallen down, and the original shiny armor was also covered with blood.

Luo Guanzhong also raised his eyes and saw bright red flags appearing on the grass in the north.

As the distance approaches, these red flags will become more and more, more and more!
The flags are like wildfire, igniting on the grassland!
It is even more like wildfire, sweeping towards the direction of Prairie Fort!

"Reinforcements!"

"Our Daming's reinforcements!"

When Luo Guanzhong and his soldiers saw the familiar red flags, they all rejoiced!

They all know that this is the Ming army from the fortresses in the north who came to support them. Although the number may be only 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 [-] chaotic Mongolian army!

At this time, Tuoyin Timur also saw clearly the reinforcements of the Ming army who had suddenly arrived.

Seeing the sudden appearance of these reinforcements from the Ming army, Tuoyin Timur felt extremely helpless!

He really couldn't figure it out, he obviously had the superiority in numbers, whether it was the Ming army in this prairie fortress, or the Ming army in the small fortresses to the north, they couldn't compare with him in terms of numbers, But don't be afraid of yourself.

What's more, my 3000 troops besieged [-] people, but they couldn't attack for a long time!
What's more, those Ming soldiers dared to come to the rescue even though they were clearly outnumbered.

This kind of will to fight without fear of death made Tuo Yin Timur no longer want to fight.

"Withdraw!"

"Withdraw! Withdraw!"

Tuoyin Timur 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 looked for or scrambled for horses on the grassland, and then hurriedly fled the battlefield following Tuintimur's footsteps.

And some Mongolian soldiers who were injured and fell to the ground could not follow the large army to retreat, and could only drag their injured bodies to crawl on the ground with difficulty.

They also tried to snatch some horses and escaped with the large group.

But the morale of the Ming army was already greatly shaken, how could they let these people escape!

Under the leadership of Luo Guanzhong, the Ming army rushed down from the Prairie Fort!

For the Mongolian soldiers who could not escape, they hacked and killed.

The tragic wailing sounded again on the battlefield!
Tuoyin Timur knew that all his raid plans had failed, and he would definitely not be able to continue to entangle with the Ming army.

Tuoyin Timur only wanted to reunite with his elder brother Wang Baobao now, and it would be best not to fight against this terrible enemy of the Ming army in the future!

Tuoyin Timur didn't want to fight the Ming army again, but the Ming army didn't think so.

Especially those Ming army soldiers who came to support, after seeing the Mongolian and Yuan enemies fleeing, they became more murderous one by one.

"Brothers, chase after!"

"Don't let the tartar get away!"

"Behead someone and earn military merit!"

On the vast grassland, a miraculous scene immediately appeared.

Thousands of Ming troops screamed and chased tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry, and what was even more amazing was that none of these Mongolian cavalry dared to turn back and fight back, and all ran away desperately.

"Too deceiving!"

Seeing this, Tuoyin Timur was very angry.

He decided to teach the chasing Ming army some lessons.

However, the [-] Mongolian elites who were sent out afterwards were immediately killed by the Ming army's firearms, knives and guns.

Seeing this, the remaining Mongolian soldiers were even more unwilling to fight, and ran away even more desperately!

"This, this, how is this possible!!"

Tuoyin Timur couldn't believe what he saw.

It's all right for the Mongolian and Yuan soldiers not to be good at siege, why is the Ming army completely crushed by the Ming army now in field battles?
"My lord, let's go!"

"The Ming army is catching up!"

The two guardsmen on the left and right said sadly beside Toyin Timur.

Tuoyin Timur didn't make any statement, his eyes were full of unwillingness, but the Ming army was approaching, Tuoyin Timur had to turn his horse's head and run away!

Under the setting sun on the grassland, tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry fled to the northwest.

"victory!"

"Complete victory!"

The soldiers of the Ming army who were almost exhausted cheered happily!
Looking at the fleeing figure of the enemy, Luo Guanzhong couldn't help feeling deeply moved.

"Such a big advantage lies with the Mongols, but they still fled. From then on, as long as the flag of Ming Dynasty is displayed, there will be no Mongols who dare to fight again!"

"Mobei Grassland, the owner will change from now on!"

. . . .

Tuoyin Timur led the remnants of his defeated generals and fled overnight. After three days and three nights, he finally came to the vicinity of Daor'er and met his elder brother Wang Baobao.

The Great Ordu was the capital of Genghis Khan when he established the Mongolian Kingdom, and its location was in the northwest of Yuyuerhai.

When Tuoyin Timur was running, he had already heard the news of Wang Baobao's defeat in Yuerhai.

Now the two brothers meet at the Great Ordo, both of them have dejected expressions on their faces.

"Brother, I led my men to rush forward desperately, to fight desperately, but I couldn't defeat the Ming army. They died so many but refused to surrender. I really don't know how to fight this kind of battle. Ah!!!" Tuoyin Timur said to Wang Baobao in a crying tone.

"Okay, I see." Wang Baobao's face was gloomy.

He never encountered the situation that Tuyin Timur encountered in the battle with the Ming army. The Ming army in Yuerhai was obviously caught in the passiveness 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 didn't hold each other and cry, they were already strong enough.

"The Ming army is really terrible. We can't fight with them anymore. Fishing Yuerhai has suffered heavy losses. We'd better make plans early." Tuoyin Timur continued.

In fact, Wang Baobao had already thought about it. The Ming army's super fighting power in Yuerhai this time was no longer something that the Mongolian Yuan army could deal with.

"National hatred and family hatred! How can you just give up and give up like that?"

Just as Tuyin Timur and Wang Baobao were planning to discuss countermeasures, a voice came from outside the big tent.

The person who came was none other than Zhao Min.

Zhao Min witnessed the retreat of Haimeng Yuan's army with his own eyes, and now Tuyin Timur's action to block the retreat of the Ming army has failed again.

She is in a hurry!

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 had to regroup as soon as possible and defeat the Ming army in order to avenge their previous family hatred and national hatred.

Wang Baobao and Tuoyin Timur knew that what Zhao Min said was correct.

However, they are also 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 fight against them again, the little force we have left may not be enough."

Wang Baobao knew clearly that this place in Mobei was a cruel field of life and death Shura.

Once there are no troops in hand, not only the Ming army can easily kill them, but even the surrounding Wala people or the vassal kings of any other tribe can eat them until there is no bone left.

After all, the Mongols suffered a big defeat in Yuerhai, and many people lost their relatives and property. Although this hatred should be attributed to the Ming army, some people will also attribute it to Wang Baobao and the others.

Tuoyin Timur also had the same doubts.

Tuoyin Timur asked, "Minmin, we don't have enough soldiers and horses. If we continue to fight against the Ming army, I'm afraid we won't even be able to keep our own life-saving capital!"

How to preserve themselves is already their top priority.

Zhao Min heard what Wang Baobao and his brothers said, and knew that they had to give them some advice, and they couldn't be so discouraged.

Zhao Min took out a thick book from a bag behind him, and said to Wang Baobao and Tuoyin Timur: "My brothers, have you heard of the Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties?"

Tuoyin Timur and Wang Baobao looked at each other with doubts on their faces.

None of them had ever heard of the name Sui and Tang Romance, and what Sui and Tang Romance was.

Wang Baobao and Tuoyin Timur both looked puzzled.

"never heard before!"

"What is the art of war?"

Zhao Min put the book in front of Wang Baobao and Tuoyin Timur, and 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 the art of war by Sun Tzu!"

"Such a powerful book?"

"What is it?"

"Where did this Sui and Tang Dynasties come from?"

Tuoyin Timur and Wang Baobao asked in unison.

Zhao Min said immediately, "The Romance of the Sui and Tang Dynasties was written by Zhu Ming's household secretary Shi Naian!"

"Shi Naian? I haven't heard of it!" Tuoyin Timur shook his head and said.

Wang Baobao had a serious expression on his face, he nodded and said, "I do know the name Shi Naian!"

(End of this chapter)