Why did the emperor rebel?

Chapter 142

The Xuan Mansion is in the most important position in the border defense line of Ming Dynasty.

none of them.

Of course, the generals guarding the Xuan Mansion were also the top generals in Daming.

Yang Hong, a young general, has made many military exploits.

In the fourth year of Jianwen, Yang Hong's father, Yang Jing, died in Jingnan. He inherited his father's position and served a hundred households in the border area, guarding the border.

In the towns along the border of Daming, there are hundreds of households like him, thousands.

The general star will not be buried. Yang Hong did not catch up with the great Jingnan disaster, but he was still fortunate enough to follow Emperor Taizong and conquer Mobei repeatedly.

Since the first year of Yongle, Yang Hong traveled through countless passes such as Kaiping, Dushi, Chicheng, and the border of Ming Dynasty.

Yang Hong has never left the border for 22 years since he took up his post at the age of 46.

Guarding the Xuan Mansion as the chief military officer, his prestige spread far and wide, and he was called "King Yang" by all the ministries in Mobei.

At the same time that Yexian's army crossed the border recklessly and headed straight for the capital with great ambitions.

The 68-year-old general also stretched out his long-lost fangs to Wala at the same time.

On the high city wall of Xuan Mansion, under the afterglow of the evening sun, Yang Hong looks like a green pine, looking at the Oala Camp in the distance like a black spot.

After a while, there was a metallic sound of armor colliding, and a young general who looked 27 or [-] came to his side, knelt down on one knee, and said.

"My lord, the previous spies came to report that just last night, Ara Zhiyuan secretly led 4000 troops to Longmen City. Now there are only less than 4000 troops left in the Wara camp."

"According to the inquired news, it was because of the looting by the officers and troops sent by us at several passes in the past, which increased the logistical pressure on the Ara Zhiyuan. Therefore, I went to Longmen at night, intending to supplement the military supplies with looting."

Yang Hong exhaled lightly, a rare smile appeared on his old face, and the wrinkles on his face stretched out. Under the orange-red sunset, there was a hint of warmth.

"Okay! The seven ministers of the imperial court finally stopped paying attention to messy etiquette and morality this time. On the battlefield, they are so particular about it!"

In the civil engineering work, if you want to say that the most uncomfortable thing is Yang Hong.

Since he was a boy, he has guarded Mobei for more than forty years, and taught Wala and Tatar countless painful lessons.

It may be an exaggeration to say that he has never lost a game, but he has never lost such a big defeat.

This time, we will attack from four directions first. Apart from Datong, the one who really fought fiercely was the Ala Zhiyuan who attacked the Xuanfu.

The 3000 army he led lost nearly [-] people under Yang Hong's all-out attack.

If it weren't for the more than 1 officers and troops stationed in Xuanfu, nearly [-] of them would have been taken away by the Supreme Emperor, which is really insufficient.

He had already led the army to take back Yanghe Pass for the imperial court, so how could he be so rampant first?

Especially after hearing the news that Aries' mouth was broken yesterday, Yang Hong's face was as dark as the bottom of the pot.

Today's news can be regarded as the first good news that Yang Hong has heard these days.

Thanks to the court's civil servants, they agreed to plunder the grassland tribes.

Otherwise, how could the Prefect of Ara take the risk to leave the Xuan Mansion at this time and go to the Dragon Gate to plunder...

A cold light flashed across his eyes, and Yang Hong spoke.

"Longmen City's defense force is [-]. If the Ara Zhiyuan is going to plunder, it must bring elite soldiers. Most of the soldiers left in the camp are wounded and weak. Yang Xin, I will order you to lead the army before tonight. Five thousand, rush to the captive camp."

At this point, Yang Hong turned around, his eyes fell on his nephew, and said softly.

"In this battle, you will be required to wipe out all the troops in the Wala camp!"

Facing Yang Hong's gaze, the 27-year-old man didn't show the slightest cowardice, but instead showed excitement in his eyes, and he replied sonorously.

"The last general takes orders, the commander-in-chief, don't worry, the last general will kill them, and no one will be left behind."

…………

The night on the grassland always falls quickly.

Under the cover of the heavy night, a figure, like a ghost, crouched on the withered grass.

On the grass at half a person's height, there are faint shadows, and countless figures are hidden in it.

Less than three hundred steps away from the grassland is the camp of Wala!

Not far away, there were several Wala soldiers patrolling around vigilantly.

Suddenly, two soldiers with lamps came towards the grass, unfastened their belts, and spoke Oarat with a smile.

"bang, bang"

Two slight sounds of bows and arrows trembled, and the cold light of the arrows flashed away. The two patrolling Wala soldiers were killed before they could even make a sound.

The gurgling blood flowed out, staining the withered and yellow grass red.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, it is time to kill!

Yang Xin's eagle-like sharp gaze, like a cold star, is like a lone wolf in the dark night, staring closely at the bonfire rising in the distance.

The grass beside him swayed for a while, and beside Yang Xin, a young schoolboy came over, also covered in armor, and fell beside Yang Xin, whispering.

"My lord, the sentries patrolling around have been pulled out."

Yang Xin nodded unobtrusively, a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, and his voice was low.

"Go!"

So, behind him, hundreds of soldiers with bows and arrows bent their bows and set their arrows, stained with spirits.

Immediately, dots of fire ignited, appearing extremely dazzling in the black night.

These arrows, like twinkling stars, slid a perfect arc in the sky and landed in Oala's camp one after another.

Dozens of sentinels patrolling the Wala camp were shot by arrows and fell to their knees.

At the same time, the shrill military whistle rang through the entire camp, and the lights in the extinguished military tents of the Wala camp were quickly turned on.

But it's too late!
The hundreds of bows and arrows were just a signal, followed by thousands of cavalry rushing up from all directions.

Five thousand cavalry, like a tide torrent, galloped in the night.

Taking the bow and arrow shot by Yang Xin as a sign, thousands of rockets were fired at once, and landed on Oala's military tent, quickly igniting a burst of flames.

Yang Xin drew out the long knife in his hand, turned on his horse, pulled the reins, and shouted.

"kill!"

At a distance of three hundred steps, the cavalry rushed at full speed and arrived in a short time.

The patrolling sentinels had already been secretly removed, and more than half of the hundreds of Oirat soldiers guarding the gate of the camp were killed or injured by another round of rockets.

Therefore, Yang Xin rushed into the camp of Wala almost effortlessly.

The flames soaring into the sky shot up in all directions, and quickly joined together.

One by one, the flustered Oirat soldiers rushed out of the military tent in their naked clothes, holding a scimitar in their hand, and rushed towards Yang Xin.

But it's useless at all!
Without formation, without organization, facing the formed army is simply death.

This time, Yang Xin chose the most common and best-used arrow array.

The [-] army, in a neat formation, assembled in the center, the forwards stretched out like arrows, and the whole team, like an awl with a sharp front and a thick back, pierced fiercely into the enemy's camp.

The strength of Oala's army lies in riding and shooting. If it is not on the horse, its combat power will be directly reduced by half.

Yang Xin led the army to attack, all the way with swords in hand, countless shouts and roars filled his ears, but the next moment, his body and head were separated.

Countless warm blood spurted out and splashed on his body, but it couldn't stop him from moving forward.

This is also a massacre!

As Yang Hong expected, all those left in the camp were wounded and remnants, and the young and strong soldiers were all taken away by the Ara Zhiyuan at night to attack Longmen.

Obviously, Ara Zhiyuan is gambling!

From Xuanfu to Longmen, back and forth, it only takes two days.

His bet is that Yang Hong will choose to stick to Xuanfu and send troops to support Zijing Pass and Daoma Pass when Baiyangkou is lost.

Unfortunately, he bet wrong!
Countless screams sounded, accompanied by splashes of blood and rolling heads.

Facing Yang Xin's [-]-strong army, it was difficult for the Oirat soldiers who rose in a hurry to organize an effective counterattack.

In just half a cup of tea, Yang Xin rushed to the camp of the captives' Chinese army.

With a slash of the horizontal knife in his hand, the flag fluttering high above fell in response. Yang Xin reined in his horse and stood up, with the horizontal knife facing the sky, shouting loudly.

"Kill all the thieves, leave no one behind!"

　Thanks to book friend Gui Meiying for the reward of 1500 starting coins~~~
　　Thanks for the 2000 starting point coin reward from book friend Yuki Buai~~~
　　Thanks to the book friend Marquis of Salisbury for the reward of 500 starting coins~~~
　　Thanks to the book friend 20210304192851872 for the reward of 100 starting coins~~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)