Daming Town Haiwang

Chapter 551, persuasion

"Suotu from the Taichiwu tribe actually united with more than a dozen tribes such as the Tatar tribe and the Kele tribe, and wanted to destroy my five thousand horsemen?"

Upon receiving the news, Liu Jin couldn't help frowning immediately.

It seems that the Tatar tribes are not afraid of being beaten. Last year, hundreds of thousands of troops were wiped out at once, and now they dare to provoke the Ming army. They are simply not afraid of death.

"I also received news from insiders, and the news is very reliable."

Battelle said with certainty.

He was not optimistic about Suo Tu and others, and Suo Tu had contacted him before.

Bateer also knew about Suotu's ambition, he wanted to be the second Dayan Khan, but compared with Dayan Khan, Suotu was not a little bit worse.

What's more, one of the important reasons why Dayan Khan is Dayan Khan is that Dayan Khan inherited his father's position.

It is impossible for him to unify the Tatar tribes no matter in terms of strategy, strength or name.

What's more, the current Daming is in full swing. Last year, it was able to wipe out [-] troops on the grassland. The Tatar tribes were seriously injured, and they still wanted to fight against Daming.

Battelle himself is now also attached to Daming. In name, he is now an official of Daming, so he also decisively chose to tell Liu Jin the news.

"Okay, it's just a matter of time to come and try these five thousand fine cavalry again and again, and try the might of my Ming cavalry."

Liu Jin smiled nonchalantly.

Looking at the [-] cavalry behind him, these [-] cavalry are considered to be the most elite cavalry in Ming Dynasty, and each member is carefully selected from the frontier army.

Coupled with the training of the Daming Royal Military Academy for a period of time, the more important thing is the equipment of the five thousand cavalry.

The whole body is covered with armor made by the Miyun Iron Works. Under the guidance of Liu Jin, the Miyun Iron Works has established a special institution for the research of various steel materials, armor, weapons, and firearms.

The steel materials and technology used to make the armor are definitely the most advanced in this era. The quality is very light, but the hardness is very high, and the defense is very strong.

The weapons in his hands are muskets and sabers. The muskets are flintlock muskets with great power, long range and high precision; the sabers in his hands are designed and built by Liu Jin based on the famous cavalry sabers of later generations. Scimitars are more suitable for cavalry slashing.

It can be said that they are armed to the teeth. If they can't defeat these defeated soldiers on the grassland under such conditions, then Liu Jin thinks that after the Ming Dynasty, it is better not to play cavalry.

The most elite cavalry of the Tatar tribes were all buried in the Central Plains last year, and the rest are old and weak remnants, and there is nothing terrible at all.

"Master Liu, I have summoned all the six hundred cavalry from our Naiman tribe, and they are waiting for your dispatch at any time. In addition, the Russian Lute and Zadalan tribes have also summoned their own cavalry to come to help."

Battelle looked at Liu Jin's full confidence, and then looked at the five thousand cavalry who were tall and well-armed in armor, and immediately expressed their loyalty.

As a prairie man, he was very aware of the fight between cavalry and cavalry. The gap between armored and unarmored was too great, it could be said that it was a world of difference.

Only Daming could equip thousands of cavalry with such armor in such a luxury.

When the grassland people were at their most glorious, when Genghis Khan's army swept across the entire Eurasian continent, they produced a full armored cavalry of several thousand people.

That cavalry was just like a devil. Wherever they went, corpses were strewn all over the field, bleeding, and there was no opponent at all.

However, such cavalry has very high requirements for horses and fighters.

Because the armor made of all iron is very heavy, at least tens of catties, plus the weight of a person, it can easily exceed two hundred catties, and some even exceed three hundred catties.

Such a huge weight requires a fighter with very high physical fitness to be able to bear it, otherwise he will not be able to bear it at all.

Secondly, only the best war horses can bear such a heavy weight, and can also gallop up. Ordinary war horses are difficult to last.

This is why even when the grassland people were at their peak, they could only form full-armored cavalry with less than [-] people.

But Daming casually produced [-] cavalry in full armor.

Of course, he didn't know that this kind of armor produced by Miyun Iron Works was made of alloy material, and its weight was very light. A set of armor weighed less than [-] jin.

This little weight is nothing, no matter it is a warrior or a war horse, it can easily bear it.

"Hmm~"

"But you don't need to go to the battlefield, you just watch the show by the side."

Liu Jin nodded in satisfaction, then thought for a while and said.

"Yes~"

When Battelle heard this, he also nodded, and then became slightly pensive.

……

On the open grassland, the blue sky and white clouds, the lush green grass is growing wantonly.

The two huge cavalry armies were looking from a distance, and a murderous atmosphere permeated the grassland. In the sky, there were eagles and vultures circling constantly, as if they were waiting for a big meal.

"It came so fast~"

On a small hillside, Liu Jin was riding on a horse, holding a telescope to watch the prairie army approaching aggressively.

After receiving the news from Battelle, in just two days, Suotu, Bala, and Able Lance led the prairie army to kill them.

"The number is about [-]. The old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled are nothing to worry about~"

Beside Liu Jin, Wang Shouren also observed carefully with a telescope, and then said very confidently.

Last year really hurt the vitality of the Tatar tribes.

In the past, they were able to plunder smoothly, and all the Tatar tribes were used to it.

They even regard going south every year as a meal, returning with a full load again and again, which makes these grassland tribes come out almost every time. As long as they can hold a scimitar and ride a horse, they will go south to plunder for their own sake. The tribe grabbed a lot of supplies for their own family.

Who would have thought that the First World War last year would directly kill all the grassland troops that entered the customs.

The injuries of all parts of Tatar are not enough to describe.

The [-]-strong Tatar army in front of us is already the last force of powerful tribes such as Taichiwu, Tatar, and Kelei. They are all young people who have never been to the battlefield, or some old people who are already in their [-]s or [-]s. up.

Don't think that forty or fifty years old is still very young, now it is Daming, and it is a grassland.

The average life expectancy of people on the grasslands is very short, and people in their [-]s and [-]s basically belong to the ranks of the elderly.

The young and strong basically died, and died in the First World War last year.

"Master Liu, please allow me to be a lobbyist later, and see if I can persuade them."

Looking at the approaching grassland army, Battelle couldn't help but said to Liu Jin.

This is the last strength of the Tatar tribes. If all the Tatar tribes are lost here, then the Tatar tribes will really be finished in the future.

"No, since they want to die, then I will fulfill them."

Liu Jin shook his head slightly.

Bringing five thousand cavalry to the grassland is definitely not for tourism.

Liu Jin has always been prepared to find a model to sacrifice the knife, and to show these tribes attached to Ming Dynasty a look.

Now that someone takes the initiative to deliver it to your door, it is naturally the best.

What's more, after destroying the [-] cavalry, the Tatar tribes will be completely softened, and they will not want to cause any trouble for a long time in the future. They should obey Daming's words obediently, and then slowly integrate into Daming's system.

Either wait for their demise, Liu Jin will never be lenient in this regard, and leave future troubles for Daming.

This has leveled the grassland, and in the future, it is expected to use these grassland people to graze and shear sheep, and use them to form a powerful cavalry to fight from east to west to Europe.

"My lord, many of them are just children, and some of them are just taller than the wheels. Please forgive me and give them a chance. I am willing to be a lobbyist to persuade them."

Hardan of the Russian Ministry of Special Affairs also stood up and said.

"Yes, my lord, many of them are still children~"

Huhe from Zadalan Department also said hastily.

"Since you have all spoken, I will give you face."

"But the ugly words are up front. If they don't want to surrender, then they can't blame me."

Liu Jin pondered for a while, and then looked at the cavalry on the opposite side.

There are indeed many immature figures among them. In later generations, they are just junior high school students, still in the ivory tower.

But now, he has picked up the scimitar, carried the bow and arrow on his back, mounted the horse, and has a firm gaze, becoming a prairie warrior.

After thinking about it, Liu Jin felt that there was still a way out for them.

"Thank you, my lord~"

The three of Battelle, Huhe, and Hadan also hurriedly thanked them, and then hurriedly rode towards the opposite army.

"Sotu, Bala, and Abel Rance, please come out and speak."

The three of Battelle came in front of the grassland army and shouted very loudly.

"Battelle, Hadan, Huhe, you three lackeys of the Ming people, you still have the nerve to stand in front of us, are you not afraid that I will pierce my heart with ten thousand arrows?"

Suo Tu came out slowly on his war horse, saw the three of Battelle, and couldn't help shouting angrily.

"Suotu, don't go your own way, you are not Daming's opponent, you should join Daming as soon as possible, and don't wipe out the last bit of vitality of our Tatar tribes."

Battelle looked at Suotu and persuaded him.

"Haha, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard~"

"Battelle, I always thought you were an eagle on the prairie before, but I didn't expect that one day you would become a lackey of the Ming people and betray Changshengtian."

"What's so scary about the Ming people? They're just a flock of sheep, two-legged sheep. Although there are a little more of them, they're still the meat of prairie wolves."

"In the past, we went south every year and returned with full rewards every year. They didn't even dare to come out to fight us. They only dared to hide in the city to defend. We need to be afraid of them?"

"The Ming army in front of us is not enough for us to eat."

"Battelle, you just stay on the side for me, and I will let you know later how weak the master of Ming Dynasty you rely on is."

"Without the city, they are like a flock of sheep without a sheepfold, and they are not allowed to be slaughtered by me."

Suo Tu replied very loudly, and following his words, the confidence of the surrounding prairie cavalry also surged.

Reminiscent of the many battles of the Ming army in the past, there is really nothing to be afraid of.

Some people even have Ming slaves in their homes, slaves plundered from the Central Plains.

These smart people are all honest and honest, even if they are whipped every day, they dare not resist in the slightest, they are indeed sheep, two-legged sheep.

"Suotu, today is different~"

"The Ming army is very strong, otherwise it would not have been possible to destroy our prairie army last year."

"Let's save some vitality for our Tatar tribes."

"Don't ruin all our Tatar tribes for your ambition."

Battelle said unwillingly.

"Yes, Suotu, I know you are ambitious and want to unify the Tatar tribes."

"However, with your little ability and strategy, you are still far behind. In the short term, you can't even see clearly the strength of the enemy and ourselves."

Hu He also followed suit, speaking directly of Suotu's ambitions without any politeness, and at the same time bluntly saying that Suotu had no strategy.

"Bala, Abel Lance, are you going to follow Suotu to bury the last strength of our Tatar tribes?"

"Look at these children around you. They are very small, and they are only a head taller than a wheel. They are the future and hope of the grassland. Are they all going to be buried here?"

Hardan also said angrily.

"Have you three said enough?"

"Could it be that you have forgotten the deep blood feud with the Ming people?"

"Battelle, it seems that your eldest sons all died in the hands of Ming people, right?"

"Hardan, your brother and father also died in the Central Plains last year, right?"

"Also, Huhe, last year's [-] troops of Zadalan's tribe were all wiped out, and your son and your brother were all killed by the Ming people."

"Have you all forgotten these blood feuds?"

"It's good for you now. You have become the lackeys of the Ming people. You can even forget such bloody feuds. Are you still grassland people?"

Bala also came out on horseback.

Seeing Battelle, Hardan, Huhe and the three of them said in a cold voice.

"Haha, deep hatred in the sea of ​​blood?"

"If we really counted it, then the Ming people and we would never stop dying. If we went south in the past, would we kill less Ming people every year?"

"This world is nothing but the jungle of the jungle. We lost last year, so there is nothing to say."

"The dead are dead, but the living must live."

Speaking of this, Battelle couldn't help but said sadly.

Doesn't he hate Mingren?

Hate~
In the First World War last year, tens of thousands of his Naiman troops were killed, including several of his sons.

But hate is useful?

What's more, the grievances and grievances between the grassland people and the Ming people cannot be clearly expressed in a few sentences.

No one knows how many Ming people died at the hands of the prairie people.

If he really couldn't let go of these things and wanted revenge to the end, killing all the grassland people would not be enough to pay for the dead Ming people.

Of course, the most important thing is that we lost last year and Daming won.

Hearing Battelle's words, Suotu, Bala and the others fell silent.

They used to follow the little Tatar prince to go south to plunder, and many Ming people died in their hands.

How could they think of the feelings of these wise people when they killed, if it is really a bloody feud, it would be endless.

"Battle, stop talking nonsense~"

"If you bring people from your tribe to fight against the Ming army with us, then we will still treat you as prairie people. If you want to serve your master, you should pick up your scimitar now."

"Using what you said, on the grassland, the weak are preyed on by the strong. The Ming people also have an old saying, the winner is the king, and the loser is the king."

After being silent for a while, Suo Tu said sharply.

"Suotu, it seems that you are really obsessed."

Battelle sighed, a little helpless.

"It seems that you are determined to be Ming's running dog."

"Go back, don't let me meet you later, or I will cut you to pieces."

Suotu looked at Battelle and said fiercely.

"Haha, Suotu~"

"To be honest, I have never been afraid of you. You have always been ambitious, but you are brave and foolish."

"It's just a pity, these ten thousand prairie boys, they will die with them."

Speaking of this, Battelle knew that this battle was inevitable, and he couldn't help shaking his head.

"Hey~"

As soon as Battle's words fell, an arrow shot under his horse.

"If you don't leave, I'll kill you~"

Being despised by others, Suotu was furious.

"Okay, let me see how you die later."

Battelle glanced at Suotu one last time, left a word, and rode away.

"Hey~"

Huhe and Hadan also shook their heads helplessly.

In front of Suo Tu, his eyes were blinded by ambition.

Although there are [-] cavalry, how could these [-] cavalry be the opponent of the [-] fine cavalry in Liu Jin's hands?

As the three of them left, Suo Tu's face was gloomy and very ugly.

Then he pulled out his scimitar and shouted loudly: "Eagle in the grassland, take the scimitar in your hands and kill all the two-legged sheep in front of you, God bless you~"

　I wasted a day at the hospital today, so this is just one chapter~
　　
　
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