Daming Town Haiwang

Chapter 419, the eagle fell
In a basin less than [-] miles away from Hukou Pass, the army of the East, South and West Third Routes caught up with the [-] troops of Dayan Khan's headquarters, and surrounded the [-] people in this basin.

The evacuation speed of the prairie people is really too slow, because there are too many, too many things that they are reluctant to throw away. The iron pots, grain, salt, tea, gold, silver and jewelry that they have snatched, everything is very important to these prairie people. It is said that it is something that must never be discarded.

In this way, because of the drag of these things, Dayan Khan, who could have easily withdrawn to the grassland, was surrounded, surrounded by this word ah basin.

In the center of the basin is the golden tent of the little prince Dayan Khan. In the golden tent, Dayan Khan is holding a meeting to discuss the immediate countermeasures. No one expected that the Ming army came so fast.

These Ming troops seem to have grown wings, they flew over from the sky, and surrounded them all at once.

"Khan, please give me [-] elite soldiers, and I will defeat these Ming troops!"

Altan was the first to stand up and ask for a fight. He knew that at this time, someone needed to come forward to act as the vanguard, and he was definitely the most suitable.

"Good~"

Dayan Khan laughed happily and said, "I'll give you [-] elite riders, but you only need to charge north, open the gap, and break through the Hukou Pass."

Dayan Khan was still ignorant, he lost [-] troops without knowing why, he didn't know what happened to the Ming army, why they suddenly became so brave and good at fighting, and the [-] troops disappeared like this.

Now being surrounded again, I only have [-] horses in my hands, while the Ming army gathered around at least [-], [-] versus [-].

If it was before, he was not false at all, and even dared to say that he could easily eat up the [-] Ming army, but now, he has no confidence in his heart, and he is very hypocritical, so he still withdraws first. Go up, open the gap, and evacuate from Hukou Pass.

"Yes!"

Altan was slightly taken aback when he heard this, but soon said respectfully.

"We are the eagles on the grassland, we stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun god, we overlook the land, and the place under the sun is our pasture."

"Nothing can stop our eagle's footsteps, we will return to the grassland."

Then Dayan Khan stood up and said in a loud voice that he was cheering up his men. He realized that the battle before him was definitely a battle of life and death, so he needed to cheer up his troops so that they could be stronger combat effectiveness.

"The Ming army in front of us is just a group of lambs, lambs who are ready to be slaughtered. In the past, they only dared to hide on the city wall and tremble, and never dared to fight our prairie eagles."

"Warriors, pick up your scimitars, ride your horses, and tear up the lambs in front of you like a pack of ferocious wolves, leaving these Ming Dynasty people with pain that will never heal."

Dayan Khan pulled out the treasured sword in his hand, and shouted loudly, his voice spread out of the golden tent, and spread to the huge crowd waiting outside, all of them immediately shouted together, as if screaming Wolves in general.

On one of the peaks of the four high mountains in the basin, Liu Yu, the commander of the East Army, Wang Yue, the commander of the West Army, and Li Gao, the commander of the South Army, gathered together.

According to the order from the capital, the veteran Wang Yue became the commander-in-chief of the three armies, responsible for launching the final battle against the [-] troops of Dayan Khan's headquarters.

"My lord, how should we fight this final battle?"

Liu Yu smiled and said to Wang Yue that since the war has reached the present, he, the commander of the Eastern Route Army, has gained a lot. The Eastern Route Army killed [-] enemies, and he, the commander of the Eastern Route Army, can get more than [-] taels of silver. Reward, this is definitely a very huge sum, even at his level, he still has to be ecstatic.

The key is that the money comes from the right, and the name is justified. Everyone will only say that you are powerful, and no one will say that you are corrupt.

In addition to silver, he is also expected to be promoted. He has already sent people to the capital for activities. He visited his fellow villager Liu Jian and his boss, the Minister of the Ministry of War, Ma Wensheng. , in the second half of the year, he will be able to join the sixth department as a servant.

This is a good thing to earn money and make a fortune. It is definitely everyone's favorite thing.

At this time, he looked down at the prairie army and his eyes were full of money, all of which were bargaining chips for his promotion, just a dish, a dish that was still drooling.

Of course it wasn't just him, the veteran general Wang Yue, and senior generals like Li Gao looked at the grassland army below without the slightest fear, but felt that it was a bit small and not enough for everyone.

The three-way army has more than [-] people in total, and there are only more than [-] prairie people in front of them. This dish is too small, not enough to eat.

"The Tartars will definitely find a way to break out of the siege. It is only [-] miles away from Hukou Pass, so the pressure on the north side will be very high. Liu Yu, can your side withstand it?"

Although Wang Yue was born as a civil servant, he has been in the northwest for a long time, and he is considered a veteran. He once fought tough battles with the Tartars, but he has never fought a smooth battle like this one.

The generals and soldiers under him are all crazy. A Tartar with a head of one hundred taels of silver, plus a pension of two hundred taels of silver after death, with such a high reward, all the soldiers under him are The red-eyed hungry wolf didn't need to supervise the battle at all, and didn't need any tactics, so he easily wiped out the Tartars.

He has quite a lot of combat experience. After a simple analysis of the situation, he concluded that the pressure on the north side will be very high, so he asked Liu Yu first.

"No problem, we have armor and weapons donated by the Miyun Iron Works on our side of the East Route Army. These days, I gathered those brave fighters together to form a [-]-man Polu battalion to block their breakout. There is absolutely no problem, and if they want to get out of the tiger's mouth, unless they grow wings."

"I have already ordered people to use cement to seal the tiger's mouth, so they can't escape."

Liu Yu thought for a while and said with certainty.

"Good~"

"Since there is no problem in the north, it's okay. We don't have any tactics in this battle, that is, we can fight freely without any restrictions. We can fight as we want, bully the few with more, and give full play to our strength in numbers. Let us use our advantages in fighting bravely, and strive to eat the last [-] people who are the little prince."

Wang Yue nodded happily, then stroked his gray beard and said.

"Yes~"

When Liu Yu, Li Gao and other generals heard this, they quickly replied respectfully.

"His Majesty has issued an order. Whoever can capture the little prince alive, or behead the little prince, will be made a marquis directly. At the same time, the Da Ming Morning Post has also conveyed the order of the Prince's Mansion. The person who beheaded the chieftain One hundred thousand taels of silver will be rewarded!"

"Wow~"

Hearing Wang Yue's words, all the people around couldn't help but exclaimed.

Beheading this little prince can actually make him a marquis directly, and at the same time, he can reward one hundred thousand taels of silver. This reward is also instantly enviable. I wish I could join the little prince's army now and kill the little prince.

"The one who kills the head of the chief will be named a marquis and will be rewarded with one hundred thousand taels of silver!"

Soon, the person in charge of the interrogation shouted loudly, and then the voices followed one after another, and soon the news spread throughout the entire army, and the eyes of countless people became even redder.

Immediately seal the marquis and reward one hundred thousand taels of silver.

This is definitely an unprecedented reward. Ever since the Tumu Fortress incident and the military commander Xungui of the Ming Dynasty was suppressed, few people in the Ming Dynasty have been granted titles based on military merit.

Of course, there will be people who are knighted in every dynasty, but basically they are all earls. There are very, very few marquises, and none of them are dukes.

These marquises and knights are basically foreign relatives and elders in the court, rather than relying on military merits, and most of them are not hereditary, which means that the title can only be passed on to one generation, or it will continue to decrease of.

Unlike Dukes of England, Dukes of Ding, and Dukes of Cheng, who are all generations of princes and share with the country, as long as the Great Ming is not destroyed, as long as they do not rebel, they can practice together with the country.

Now it's all right, Emperor Hongzhi actually granted him the title of Marquis directly, and His Royal Highness even offered a sky-high price of [-] taels of silver to buy the little prince's head.

As long as this little prince Dayan Khanben is killed, this is another feudal lord, and the arrival of one hundred thousand taels of silver will definitely bring fame and fortune.

"Da Ming will win!"

When the soldiers heard it, their eyes turned blood red, blood red.

Who doesn't want to confine their wives and sons, who doesn't want to confine their wolves to Xu Xu, who doesn't want to be famous in history, and who doesn't want to be rich?
And now is the best opportunity, the best opportunity for them.

In the past, these frontier soldiers and military households were all looked down upon by others, and they were named as rags. As the saying goes, good iron does not make nails, and good men do not serve as soldiers, which is enough to explain all this.

Under the restrictions of the household registration system of the Ming Dynasty, these people would never have the possibility of turning over, even for generations, they were all dilapidated military households.

But now, an opportunity for salted fish to turn around is in front of them. Killing a tartar will reward one hundred taels of silver.

The soldiers roared continuously, the sound of Ming's victory resounded through the sky, and everyone waited silently, waiting for the decisive battle to come.

"Hmm~"

"Hmm~"

The crowd didn't wait for too long. With the sound of horns, on the mountains around the basin, more than [-] Ming troops shouted the slogan that the Ming Dynasty must win, and the neat team slowly closed in the middle.

"Hmm~"

Soon, the prairie army in the middle of the basin also sounded a burst of horns, and the prairie people got on their horses one after another, drew out their scimitars, rode their horses and walked out of the barracks slowly, and walked slowly on the wide flat ground outside. Formation.

In the sky, the eagle hovered, and the thick smell of gunpowder rose into the sky.

The battle between the two sides is imminent.

On a flat ground on a mountainside, [-] cannons produced by Miyun Iron Works were lined up. Students from Tianjin Maritime Academy held pens and paper in their hands, constantly recording and calculating.

The Miyun Iron Works donated a thousand cannons. In order to take advantage of these cannons, Liu Jin naturally would not allow the artillerymen of the Ming Army to control them, so he also sent a group of students from Tianjin Maritime Academy to control the cannons. Implement precise shelling and give full play to the advantages of artillery.

There are two similar artillery positions, a total of three artillery positions, and they have already aimed their cannons at the Tartar army below, waiting for Wang Yue's order to fire immediately.

"Boom~Boom~"

"Um~uh~"

Soon, there was another deafening drumbeat, accompanied by bursts of horn sounds, which was a signal to attack.

"The distance is 8 miles~"

"Wind speed level 3~"

"Ten percent gunpowder~"

"Fire~"

The Tianjin maritime trainees who were in charge of directing the bombardment kept calculating the data. After the calculation was completed, they waved the flag heavily in their hands, and the artillerymen who had already prepared lit the fuse with torches.

"Boom~"

One after another dull loud noises resounded in the mountains, and three hundred artillery pieces fired at the same time, and the sound alone was deafening, resounding through the sky.

Three hundred projectiles rose from the sky and fell towards the Tartar army camp.

"Boom~"

In an instant, the Tazi's barracks exploded. Although it was only a test firing, the bombardment of such a fixed area, with data calculations, and aided aiming equipment, can still be done very accurately.

Three hundred shells all fell into the Tazi's barracks, one after another tents were blown apart, bloody mist rose up one after another, terrifying loud noises, and terrifying power caused a large number of casualties in an instant.

However, this was only the beginning, the three artillery positions opened fire almost simultaneously, a thousand artillery pieces made terrifying loud noises and roars, and thousands of shells exploded among the Tartars.

The Tatars also had artillery, but their artillery was taken care of by another artillery position during the first round of salvo. Without firing a single shot, all the artillery of these Tartars were abolished.

"The distance is 8 kilometers~"

"Custom Level 3~"

"Gunpowder 10%~"

"Adjust the angle by two degrees~"

"Attack~"

It was another round of volley, and the artillerymen had a very clear target, that is, the golden tent in the middle. Everyone wanted to kill the little prince with one shot, so that he could become a marquis and get a reward of [-] taels of silver.

Projectiles are flying in the sky, and each landing can bring a large number of casualties.

At the same time, on the battlefield in the basin, the two sides are also officially launched.

The prairie man kept slapping his horse, and the painful horse kept running, and the scimitar in his hand was already shining with a cold light.

On the Ming army's side, with the sound of war drums, these Ming soldiers seemed to be crazy, with red eyes, and rushed towards the Tartar army at the speed of a [-]-meter race.

Some of the Ming soldiers who captured the Tatars' war horses were even like the Tatars. They rode their war horses, raised their scimitars, and rushed towards them like the wind.

"One hundred taels of silver per head~"

"Kill it~"

"Da Ming will win!"

Slogans like this kept ringing out, making the Ming army, who was already red-eyed, rush forward desperately.

The two sides collided fiercely like two turbulent waves, instantly stirring up countless bloody flowers.

The power of the cavalry is unquestionable. Once the speed is up, just relying on the speed and the sharp machete can become a simple and efficient killing machine.

However, the Ming army is not afraid at all, and has already found effective weapons to deal with these Tartar cavalry.

Seeing that the two sides were about to collide, the Ming army at the front took out lime bags one after another from their arms, and threw them towards the Tartars with all their strength.

In an instant, a blockade of quicklime was formed on the battlefield. As soon as the Tartars entered it, no matter whether it was a man or a war horse, they would be blinded or closed by the quicklime in an instant.

Countless pieces of quicklime were thrown out continuously, and the Tartar cavalry rushing forward, even though their speed had increased, even though the scimitar in their hands was very sharp.

But his eyes couldn't see clearly, so he could only rely on instinct to rush over, and was soon stabbed down with a spear, or tripped over by a rope.

The cavalry behind also received the same treatment. The Ming army almost had a few bags of quicklime in their hands. When they saw the Tartars, they greeted them. Suddenly, countless white dust was raised on the battlefield.

The battle was very fierce, the Tartar cavalry were very fierce, and their bows and arrows were extremely sharp. Many times, a large number of bows and arrows had been placed on large and large areas of the Ming army without contact.

Then the Ming army was not afraid of death, with red eyes, even if someone fell on the road, the people behind still did not flinch in the slightest, and the battle between the two sides soon entered a fierce stage.

The horses are constantly roaring~
The sound of fighting, roaring, screams of pain, and the sound of war drums resounded through the sky.

"Boom~"

Another round of shelling landed very precisely on the Tartar army camp. The Golden Tent where Dayan Khan was located had already been razed to the ground, but Dayan Khan was no longer in the Golden Tent.

At this time, he was riding on his BMW, holding a scimitar in his hand, watching every move on the battlefield with his eyes.

It was completely different from what was expected. Although the warriors under his command were proficient in bows and horses, the two sides had not yet contacted, and they had already killed a large number of Ming troops by relying on bows and arrows.

But the Ming army didn't back down at all, approached at a frightening speed, and then all kinds of things kept entertaining them. The red-eyed Ming army was extremely terrifying.

I saw that after the Ming army killed the prairie warriors one by one, they cut off the heads of the prairie warriors and tied them around their waists. The whole body was bathed in blood, like a demon from hell. Shaking constantly.

Dayan Khan clearly saw that these warriors under him were frightened by this scene, and saw that some people were in a daze, and they were stabbed to death while they were in a daze.

"Is this still the Ming army?"

Dayan Khan couldn't help asking.

This is the Ming army that I know. If the Ming army had been so brave and fearless in the past, how could I have been able to go south every year?

After repeated confirmations, he can be sure that the Ming soldiers in front of him are indeed Ming soldiers, but they have changed into hungry wolves with scarlet eyes, like demons from hell.

At this moment, he finally understood why his [-] grand move would disappear for no apparent reason.

At the same time, he also realized that if he didn't leave, he would most likely be left here too. Relying on the terrible impact of the cavalry, there was no way to open the gap, and there was no way to make these Ming troops take half a step back.

"Altan~ Assault to the north!"

Without further hesitation, Dayan Khan gave the order.

"Yes~"

Hearing this, Altan pulled out the scimitar in his hand, waved his hand, and led ten thousand fine cavalry to charge towards the north side like a torrent, preparing to break through the encirclement and cover Dayan Khan's withdrawal.

The 2 elite cavalry led by Altando are the most elite cavalry in Dayan Khan's headquarters. There are only [-] such cavalry, [-] are handed over to Altan, and [-] are still in Dayan Khan's own hands. The more than [-] troops who are fighting are also part of his headquarters.

It's just that these are herdsmen recruited temporarily, not elite cavalry.

With the addition of Altan's [-] elite cavalry, the pressure on the north side suddenly increased, and bloody killings continued to be staged.

However, unexpectedly, Altan did not open the gap, but attracted more Ming troops to gather around. In the eyes of these Ming troops, Altan's [-] cavalry were all silver from Baihua Lake, and they didn't care whether you were The elite cavalrymen threw quicklime in their hands and immediately stabbed them with their spears.

Dayan Khan has been paying attention to every move on the battlefield. The battle situation is very stalemate. If the cavalry cannot open the gap, it means failure. The continued stalemate will only benefit the Ming army more and more.

Moreover, the artillery of the Ming army was exceptionally sharp, sharper than ever before, wherever there were many people, the artillery of the Ming army would greet them, and thousands of shells fell into the army formation of the Tartars at one time, causing a large number of casualties every time.

In just a few waves of shelling, thousands of Dayan Khan's subordinates have died, and they are still the most elite elite cavalry left around.

"I can't go on like this, I have to break through~"

"Warriors, kill me~"

He drew out the scimitar in his hand, and rode his horse to kill towards the north side.

As Dayan Khan personally joined the battlefield, these prairie people became more fierce as if they had been beaten with chicken blood. Here in the north, Dayan Khan almost broke through the gap several times. At the critical moment, the people in the north Artillery was always able to help, suppressing Dayan Khan's onslaught.

Time and time again, each wave of impact was blocked, and time passed slowly.

The battle lasted from morning to afternoon, and the further it went, the fewer people Dayan Khan had, and the organized attack became weaker and weaker. In the end, the little prince Dayan Khan was desperate, because no matter what No matter how he hits, he still can't rush.

"Gah~"

Dayan Khan was covered in blood and his hair was disheveled. Thousands of people around him protected him tightly, but the surrounding Ming soldiers, with red eyes and heads tied around their waists, were like demons from hell, slowly gathered around.

The head is full of human heads around his waist, and there is a bamboo basket behind his back, which is also full of human heads, with a horizontal knife in his hand, and blood all over his body. This is the real demon god, with cold eyes. Looking at the little prince Dayan Khan in the middle.

"Eagle~"

"I'm about to fall here~"

Dayan Khan looked at the eagle in the sky, his eyes were blank. He is a generation of heroes. He once dreamed of recreating the glory of his ancestors and turning all the places under the sun into the pastures of their prairie people. Fantasizing about entering the colorful world of the Central Plains, but everything is about to come to a conclusion. A generation of eagles watched the final sunset, and soon sank slowly.

　[-] in [-]~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)