Desert Eagle Suletan Khan

"The false emperor's eastern expedition has lasted for eight months. Only 90,000 of the 100,000-strong army are left and they are exhausted. My brother has 80,000 cavalry plus my 60,000 troops, so we have the upper hand. The enemy and our army have been confronting each other on the Hutuo River for three months. The Qing army's offensive has slowed down in recent days and it seems to be retreating. If we wait for the arrival of the infantry before launching a fierce attack, what if the enemy retreats? Wouldn't all our previous efforts be wasted? I think we should launch an attack immediately and catch the enemy off guard," Su Mur said firmly.

"Yes," Sultan replied with satisfaction, his eyes flashing like a meteor across the night sky, and he slowly asked: "Is the Hutuo River frozen? How thick is the ice? Can it withstand a large army fighting?"

The first day of the first lunar month is the New Year's Day. Although it is wartime, the military camps of the Qing and Wei armies on both sides of the Hutuo River are still filled with a joyful atmosphere. The aroma of roasted lamb can be faintly smelled, and the commanders of both armies ordered extra meals on this day to reward the soldiers.

"Alas~" Looking at the roasted lamb leg presented by the guards, the Zhenwu Emperor of the Qing Dynasty, Aisin-Gioro Jidu, sighed and had no appetite. He was 33 years old this year and should have been in high spirits, but the heavy national hatred and family resentment made him depressed and sighed.

The expedition went smoothly at the beginning. In just five months, a large area of ​​land in Jinzhong and southern Shanxi was recovered. However, it became difficult after reaching Zhili. As the army approached the capital, the resistance of the Wei army became extremely tenacious. With the surging river as a barrier, the two armies confronted each other at the Hutuo River for three months without making any progress. Thinking back to the high spirits when I first set out on April 1 last year, and now I am constrained by the river, it has been eight months, and the soldiers are very tired. I took the opportunity of the main force of the Wei army returning to Beijing to rest and regroup to launch a counterattack. Now the enemy should have rested and may come back at any time, and my army may be in danger. This Eastern Expedition has achieved great results, even Taiyuan has been taken down, it seems that we should stop while we are ahead! But the original plan was to attack the capital to shake the rule of the Wei country. If we can't even take down Zhending, wouldn't it be a failure?

After all, Ji Du was a veteran emperor on horseback. His instinct told him that the reinforcements of Weiguo were coming soon and he had to leave here as soon as possible. "Alas! I wish I could invade Beijing and cut off the head of the pseudo-Khan and make it into a wine vessel, so that I can get rid of the hatred in my heart!" Emperor Zhenwu sighed, clenched his fists, and howled to the sky.

"Your Majesty, the ice on the Hutuo River is thick enough for artillery vehicles to pass through. Now is the time to cross the river and capture the city!" Just as Ji Du was planning to withdraw his troops, Che Erbu, the commander of the Red Banner Mongolian Army, rushed into the tent excitedly. Although he was a Mongolian, he had been incorporated into the Eight Banners Mongolian Army and enjoyed banner pay since his grandfather's generation. He was also a high-ranking official in the Qing Dynasty, so he was loyal to the Qing Dynasty. After the Wei Army captured Beijing, they wrote a letter to surrender, but he refused to follow, resulting in his property being confiscated and his family being exiled to Ningguta. From then on, he hated the Wei Army to the bone. This time, he was the most active in instigating Emperor Zhenwu to invade Zhili, and he would be the first in every battle.

"Is the ice on the Hutuo River already so thick?" Ji Du was stunned when he heard this. He had already thought of retreating, but the river had frozen over and it was easy to cross the river. Should he fight or not? It was really a dilemma!

As if sensing his master's intention to retreat, Cheerbu shouted, "Opportunity cannot be missed, it will not come again. God is helping the Qing Dynasty, Your Majesty must not hesitate."

Jidu's face changed several times, and he remained silent. Seeing this, Cheerbu cried, "The Wei army has captured Beijing and has the momentum to sweep across the country. If we allow them to gain a foothold in the capital, the Qing Dynasty will be in danger! Please make a decision, Your Majesty!"

After hearing this, Jidu finally made a decision and shouted: "The entire army will cross the river at dawn tomorrow and capture Zhending within five days. After five days, regardless of whether we can capture the city or not, the entire army will follow me back to Shanxi. In order to prevent the retreat, the Grand Minister Dasu will lead 5,000 troops to garrison Jingxing, and the first-class guard Suo'etu and the commander-in-chief Badala will lead 5,000 troops to garrison Huolu City and Tumen Pass."

On January 1666, , the rd year of the Qianyuan reign, there was heavy snowfall in the sky. Emperor Zhenwu Jidu led elite Qing troops to march against the wind and snow on the ice, crossed the Hutuo River in Huolu section, and passed between Lingshou City and Zhending City.

Upon hearing the news, Su Mur, the King of Liao of the Davidic Kingdom, led an army of 60,000 and lined up to the west of Zhending City.

"Soldiers, for the sake of the Qing Dynasty, I order you to defeat the enemy in the wind and snow!" Emperor Zhenwu roared as he rode on a handsome black horse.

"For the Qing Dynasty, move forward~" Guard Commander Lai Da, Gushan Ezhen Suohong, Bordered Red Banner Manchu Commander Du Min, Plain White Banner Mongolian Commander Aiyin Dali, Bordered Red Banner Mongolian Commander Cheerbu led their troops and marched forward bravely. "My military order: All troops hold their positions firmly. Anyone who dares to retreat will be killed!" Looking at the Qing army rushing in, Liao Wang Sumuer calmly gave the order. Long-term battles have made him develop a good habit of staying calm in every battle.

Although Chu had talents, Jin used them practically. Although Xu Changchun, deputy general of Puzhou in the Qing Dynasty, was a Han Chinese, no, a Han soldier of the Eight Banners, he was willing to be used by the Manchus and led 3,000 troops to charge in the front.

"Since ancient times, fame and fortune have been won on horseback! Brothers, follow me to kill the enemy!" Deputy General Xu, with gray hair on his temples, held a broadsword and rode his horse. In order to prevent the horse from stumbling on the snowy day, the horse's hooves were wrapped with cloth, so the horse's running speed was not particularly fast.

"Boom~" A shell exploded beside him, sending him into the sky like fairy flowers.

"Hold the formation~Hold~" Shang Jun, the deputy general of Shouchun Battalion of the Guards, tried to control his subordinates. Suddenly, his eyes blurred and an enemy general with a hideous scar on his face rode up on horseback. It was Lai Da, the famous fierce god in the Qing army and the commander of the guards. Lai Da thrust the tiger spear in his hand like a snake, piercing Shang Jun's chest and twisting it fiercely, crushing his internal organs.

Fierce fighting was everywhere, with flashes of swords and blood everywhere. In the fierce fighting, Aiyindali, the Mongolian commander of the Zhengbai Banner of the Qing army, and Fu Jinzhong, the deputy general of the Wei army, were killed. The overall battlefield situation was favorable to the Qing army, which pressed the Wei army's formation thinner and thinner. Despite this, under the supervision of Liao Wang Sumur, the Wei army did not dare to retreat a single step.

"My ancestors, may the Qing Dynasty defeat the enemy in one battle and restore the country!" Emperor Zhenwu Jidu prayed silently on his horse. He had seen the dawn of victory and was unaware that a cavalry was approaching him from the direction of Lingshou. It was the Great Khan of the Kingdom of David, Emperor Qianyuan Sultan, and his 50,000-man army.

"Please give the order to attack the enemy, Khan~" King Mailas of Qi and King Biligendal of Zhao came with their generals to anxiously request a fight.

Sultan looked at his two sons with a serious face and taught them a lesson: "Melas, I named you Bai because I hope you will be as tenacious as the cypress; Biligendalai, I named you Wisdom Ocean because I hope you will become a wise man. A man should be both tenacious and wise. How can you be impatient when encountering great things?"

"Father Khan taught me right, and I have learned my lesson," the second king hastily admitted his mistake. The man in front of him was not only his father, but also the founding emperor of the Kingdom of David. Even the princes did not dare to act presumptuously in front of such a majestic king.

Sultan laughed and asked, "How long have Bars and Suhe been on their way?"

"My father, the Duke of Liang and the Duke of Baili have been on their way for an hour and should have arrived at Tumen Pass," King Melas of Qi guessed his old father's thoughts and answered loudly.

"Well! Warriors of David, you have followed me in battles all over the country, and have never been defeated. Why are you afraid of a mere 100,000 enemies? I command you to move forward bravely and make the enemy tremble in front of your horses' hooves!" The Oirat God of War held the whip that had been passed down from generation to generation in the Huite tribe, and gave the military order with a high and proud attitude. (End of this chapter)