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Chapter 462: If You Can’t Win, Leave

At Jiayu Pass, the young and handsome Rui Ning stood on the top of the city wall and looked at the Turpan army below, his expression full of eagerness.

The guard beside him whispered, "General, we clearly have 4,000 Mongolian reinforcements, why doesn't Lord Wang allow us to go out and fight?"

"You ask me, who the hell should I ask?" Rui Ning complained in his heart, but said in a profound way: "Lord Wang is well-educated, so he naturally has his own ideas. We, the generals, just need to obey his orders."

When the guards heard this, they looked at their general with admiration. This was a very nice thing to say, but the general did not answer his question.

At this time, the Turpan army formation began to change, and rows of artillery were pushed out.

Rui Ning knew at a glance that this was something bought from the Timurid Empire further west. Its range and accuracy were not as good as the new artillery produced by the Ming Dynasty in the past two years.

Watching the other side preparing to attack the city, Wang Yangming finally received a letter. He opened it and said with a smile, "Man Suer was quite capable, but it's a pity."

After taking the letter, Alechubolot looked at Wang Yangming with some surprise and asked, "Did Lord Wang expect that they would take a detour to Shaziba?"

"It's just a guess," Wang Yangming explained gently, "but this time we have more soldiers and generals, so we put a group of troops at Shaziba. If there are enemy troops, we can destroy them. If there are no enemy troops, we can sneak attack from behind."

After hearing this, Alechubolot couldn't help but think of Ou Zanghua. Although the two had very different ways of using troops, they each showed superior military talents and unique strategic vision. It can be said that they both had their own excellence...

Wait!
Alechuborot suddenly thought of the common point between the two men: they were both ministers of the Ming Dynasty.

After realizing this, Alchuborot almost laughed out loud. Did the Mongol Empire draw a bad lot this time?
After obtaining accurate intelligence, Wang Yangming made decisive adjustments and ordered the Suzhou Guard to leave Shaziba and go around fifty miles behind the Turpan army to cut off its retreat.

He then called in Taoist Master Wang Chengwu's disciple Huang Zhicheng and ordered him to destroy the artillery in the Turpan army formation.

Alchuborot immediately perked up and wanted to go over to see how the Ming Dynasty's cannons were operated.

Just as he was about to take action, Wang Yangming's voice rang out again, interrupting his action: "Lord, please be patient. After our artillery battalion successfully destroys the enemy's artillery array on the opposite side, I will trouble you to lead the elite troops in person to consume their manpower."

Alechuborot was stunned and couldn't help but look at Rui Ning not far away.

“Lord, don’t look at General Rui. The Mongolian cavalry is the most adept army in the world at roundabout tactics. General Rui is still young and needs to learn more,” Wang Yangming said with a smile.

"I will obey your command!" This time Alechuborot really laughed out loud. After saluting with his fists, he turned around and walked down Jiayu Pass.

Man Suer on the opposite side watched as the artillery formation was ready to fire. Just as the artillery was about to fire, the Ming army took the lead in launching a counterattack. Only a few loud "bangs" were heard, and dozens of artillery shells flew towards them.

But Man Suer doesn't need to care. Doesn't he understand artillery?
How accurate can it be?

The next second, several shells fell into his artillery formation, and there was a loud "boom!", which naturally ignited the shells placed next to the artillery formation. Accompanied by violent air waves and splashing flames, the entire artillery formation seemed to be suddenly lifted up by an invisible giant hand. Dust and rubble covered the sky, and the artillerymen were blown into pieces before they could even scream.

Mansuer looked at the scene in confusion, then subconsciously looked up at the sky. His eyes full of doubt seemed to be asking the sky: Could it be that Allah did not favor his most devout believers today?

At this moment, the gate of Jiayuguan opened, and a familiar cavalry galloped out, raising clouds of dust, which was truly impressive.

Before they could get close to the Turpan army formation, a dense rain of arrows poured out.

After causing casualties, they quickly moved around to prepare for the next round of attack. "Dayan Khan?!" Man Suer saw the origin of this cavalry at a glance and immediately felt that something was out of his control.

At the same time, the Ming Dynasty's artillery did not stop, but continued to bombard the Turpan army.

Originally, Alechuborot was a little worried that the Ming people would deliberately bomb them. After careful observation for a while, he found that the Ming artillery only attacked Turpan. Only then did he feel at ease and continued to shoot arrows in a roundabout way.

After hearing the exclamation of his own Khan, Huozhesazheer shook his head subconsciously and muttered to himself: "This is impossible. Mongolia and Ming have always regarded each other as mortal enemies. The hatred between the two sides is as insurmountable as an abyss. If they really join forces, who in this world can be their opponent?"

"Don't lose faith!"

Mansuer looked at the Mongolian cavalry and smiled. He said, "The Han Chinese have a very good saying: The world is bustling with people, all for profit. The world is bustling with people, all for profit. The Ming Dynasty and Mongolia are like a dragon and a tiger. They can't always join forces."

"Great Khan?" Huozhesazheer looked at Mansuer with a nervous expression. Would his own Great Khan be scared silly?

"Look carefully. Although the Ming artillery camp is attacking us, it has also pinned down the Mongolian cavalry. The Mongolian cavalry is also distracted and paying attention to the Ming artillery camp. This is our opportunity."

At this point, Mansur could not help but sigh and said, "Apart from me, Mansur, who else in this world can make the Ming Dynasty and Mongolia work together to deal with it?"

He looked towards Jiayu Pass in the distance and said with a firm gaze, "I will be back again! Pass the order down, move to Chijin!"

Huozhesazher's mind raced and he suddenly understood.

At this moment, Jiayu Pass stands in front, and the Mongolian cavalry is lingering on the side like a shadow. To attack Suzhou again is as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Therefore, the wise thing to do is to choose to retreat, but if the order to retreat is given rashly under the current circumstances, it will inevitably cause panic among the soldiers. At that time, if one out of five can return to Turpan, it will be considered lucky.

But changing the words and turning talk of retreat into a strategy to shift the battlefield is another matter.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope in people's hearts, they will not easily fall into panic and chaos.

The place of Chijin is not a strange place for the soldiers of Turpan.

Although it nominally belongs to Hami, it has been under the control and exploitation of Turpan in recent years.

Therefore, for the soldiers of Turpan, red gold is not only a geographical term, but also carries a special emotional and spiritual addition.

That is the place where they once fought and conquered, and it is the witness of their glory and victory. Every time it is mentioned, it can arouse their fighting spirit and sense of belonging deep in their hearts.

After realizing this, Huozhe Sazher immediately responded and turned around to convey the order.

The Turpan soldiers had a goal and their fighting spirit was revived. They united around Mansur and followed their Khan. While resisting the fierce bombardment of the Ming artillery, they also fearlessly launched a counterattack against the Mongolian cavalry and slowly withdrew towards Chijin's direction.

Wang Yangming walked to the city wall and watched the orderly transfer of the Turpan army. He sighed again: "It is a pity that this man cannot be used by the Ming Dynasty."

(End of this chapter)