Chapter 22 The decisive battle begins

In the Wala camp, he also frowned when he heard the news of Tanma's feedback first.

Seeing that the war is imminent, the Ming army didn't prepare well for the battle, and even started construction?

You are the emperor, not the foreman, so please find out who you are!

At this time, you are still thinking about construction. Do you want to build a city wall in front of my [-] troops?
"Bo Yan, what are you explaining to the army?"

Mr. Ye is suspicious by nature. When encountering such a situation, he unconsciously seeks out Boyan for discussion.

Boyan is also confused, he hates to use his brain the most in his life, but these days, the Ming army is doing things differently for you every day, making it hard to guard against.

I just want to fight well, what are you doing?

"Simply, don't worry about what kind of tricks he plays, our army will directly rush over there, even if we fight for death or injury, we will definitely take down the little emperor!"

After listening, Ye Xian's complexion was heavy, obviously he was also very confused now.

It stands to reason that Boyan's idea is safe. In the current situation, as long as the Ming army can be defeated in one fell swoop, some casualties are acceptable.

Having said that, it was precisely because I looked forward and backward, and cared about the war damage in a good situation, that the Ming army had an opportunity to take advantage of it, and the ducks that were sent to their mouths flew away again.

Damn it, blame that dead eunuch!

Wouldn't it be good to serve your emperor honestly? If you insist on rushing to surrender at this juncture, you will only add trouble to me!

Thinking of that eunuch who had no eggs, he would get angry first.

"Bring that person up!"

I saw a Han man being escorted into the big tent. He was only in his early twenties, with fair skin, and he looked like a son of an official.

"Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty, spare your life!"

The man knelt down as soon as he came in, kowtowed like pounding garlic, begging for mercy repeatedly.

Boyan was puzzled and asked, "Brother, who is this person?"

He also cast a disdainful glance at the man on the ground, and said, "The one caught on the road is said to be the nephew of the eunuch Wang Zhen, named Wang Lin."

"Wang Zhen?" Boyan scratched his head and asked, "Is that the eunuch that the little emperor loves the most?"

He also nodded first, and then asked Wang Lin: "Let me ask you again, is what you just said true?"

"Report to Your Majesty, everything the little one said is true, because the little one is the commander of Jin Yiwei, and all the accounts of logistics and supplies have been checked. This time, he brought a total of [-] catties of gunpowder. Each person carries one catty, and the artillery battalion carries twenty catties per cannon."

After hearing this, Boyan counted with his fingers, but the more he counted, the more bewildered his face became.

In the end, he simply forgot it, stepped forward and grabbed Wang Lin's collar.

"Just tell me, how much gunpowder does the Ming army still have?"

"Small... small... I don't know!"

"I don't know, what do you want?"

"Small... When I retreated from Datong, I was ordered to go to Weizhou to handle errands. I don't know how the battle is going..."

Wang Lin wanted to cry, but I was not in the formation, so how could he know how much gunpowder the Ming army had left!
He also patted Boyan on the shoulder lightly, and said, "Tell him about the battle situation!"

Boyan settled down, and then roughly talked about all the battle procedures from the Ming army's surprise attack on Ala.

Especially the battle situation related to firearms, he told everything he knew.

Wang Lin's mind turned sharply, and he quickly checked the calculation in his mind. Although he didn't know the exact number, he could guess with a good guess.

"According to the general, there should be no gunpowder in the Ming army."

Boyan didn't believe it, and asked, "Are you sure?"

Wang Lin didn't know what to do, but in the current situation, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and hold on.

"I know the Ming army's style of play. According to this consumption rate, all of them should be used up. Even if there are still, there are not many left."

Boyan threw him to the ground, turned his head and said, "During Ah La's last attack, the cannons of the Ming army were indeed misfired, but that explosion..."

Having said that, he shook his head regretfully.

This battle has been fought so far, and the power of the Ming army's firearms has been fully demonstrated.

Whether it is gunfire or artillery, it is an insurmountable obstacle for Mongolian cavalry, especially war horses. Even trained war horses can hardly resist the impact of gunpowder explosion.

In addition, Ala had suffered a lot from firearms before, which made him more cautious about it.

I also think carefully first, according to Boyan's report, and then think of the abnormal behavior of the Ming army. Could it be that the gunpowder is really used up, and then think of other ways... to make gunpowder?
Thinking of this, he asked Wang Lin, "Tell me, how is gunpowder made?"

"what?"

Wang Lin was a little dazed and didn't know how to answer for a while.

But Boyan immediately understood Yexian's intentions, grabbed Wang Lin's collar again, and said angrily, "Ah what, just say what I ask you!"

Wang Lin didn't dare to hide it, and hurriedly said: "The little one only knows that saltpeter, charcoal, sulfur and other things are needed. As for how to mix them and how to refine them, I really don't know!"

I also looked at Boyan first. It is said that many trees were cut down by the army, and five kilns were built, and the smoke has been coming out. Could it be that they are burning charcoal?

However, even if charcoal can be burned, where can I find saltpeter and sulfur in this barren mountain?
It's so weird...

"Brother, I think we should seize the time to attack. If we wait any longer, I don't know what tricks the Ming army will come up with!"

After thinking for a long time, Ye Xian finally nodded and said: "The order will go on, and after an hour, a general attack will be launched on the Ming army's position. This time, you will lead the battle with [-] cavalry. Get ready to go!"

There was light in Boyan's eyes, he clasped his fists and said: "I will not disgrace my life!"

In the howling north wind, the gate of the Wala camp slowly opened, and Boyan led [-] cavalry to cross the river first.

In the formation of the Chinese army, he also sat down personally first, and the [-] army was like a huge black cloud, pressing towards the Ming army's position.

The Ming army also began to prepare busyly. Fifty trebuchets were slowly pushed out of the camp and began to prepare.

However, what is filled in the trebuchet is not stones, but felt cloth packages with a diameter of about one meter.

The rattan armor guarded at the forefront, forming a solid line of defense to resist the bows and arrows of the Oirats.

Boyan had already seen these trebuchets, but he was not moved. Instead, he became more certain that the Ming army had no gunpowder.

Otherwise, why did these trebuchets come out.

The little emperor is really funny, how could he think of fighting with a trebuchet?

Even if we line up for you to smash, from morning to night, without blinking, how many will you kill?
As Boyan continued to move forward, the distance between the two sides became closer and closer.

In the formation of the Ming army, orders were conveyed one by one, and everyone was ready to fight.

War is imminent!
(End of this chapter)

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