I am Emperor Wanli

Chapter 527: The Ming army is not honest and plays cruel games
When Song Yaoshi was preparing to open the door to welcome his distinguished guest, his distinguished guest, Gugelu Taiji, was lying on the edge of a long ditch, holding a worn-out monocular telescope, carefully observing the movements of the Ming army.

There is no fence!

The Ming army is now so proud and complacent after winning two battles.

This is a great opportunity bestowed by Heaven!
Keep watching.

The Ming army's camp was simply made up of carts connected end to end to form circles.

This traffic jam is a bit tricky.

The Ming army won many battles on the grassland relying on this chariot formation, and many heroes on the grassland suffered losses from it.

Many people in the grassland tribe racked their brains to find its flaws. They found some weaknesses and took advantage of it, but they didn't find a fatal loophole and couldn't defeat it completely.

On the other hand, the Ming army reacted very quickly and improved their flaws and weaknesses very quickly, making it impossible for the Mongols to find any loopholes when they wanted to take advantage a second time.

This Ming army is completely different from the Ming army ten years ago.

Gugelu Taiji held up the monocular telescope and looked for a while, and found that although the Ming army had dispersed the chariot formation, the dispersed formation was very vicious.

These chariot formations formed in circles were like scattered small fortresses, supporting each other. If you attacked over there, the muskets and artillery over here would fire at your flanks and behind.

Attack this side, and the vehicles on the other side can also fire at your flanks and rear wings.

If our troops rush in, they might face fire from all directions.

The Ming army's muskets and artillery were becoming more and more powerful, which was a rare consensus among the Mongols.

Gugelu Taiji was thinking in his mind.

He was the sixth son of Altan Khan and led the Dut tribe. Although he was slightly inferior in strength, he had to be content to be second to others and respect his second brother Buyan as the Great Khan together with everyone else.

But who doesn’t have ambition?
A grassland leader who does not want to be the Great Khan is not a good leader.

Gugeru also wanted to be the Khan.

But now he could only hide this ambition deep in his heart and first grab enough tribesmen, a large enough pasture, and have strong enough strength.

To be honest, when Bodidala, Buyan, Yeseng, Gugeru and others got together and nominated Buyan as Khan, and with Nalin Taiji raising the flag in Ordos in response, they thought they had a sure win. They only needed to send troops to defeat Bosihaer, Sanniangzi and their puppet Bingtu, and then everyone could sit down and share the fruits of their labor.

Unexpectedly, the Ming Dynasty issued an edict, declaring that attacking Bingtu was equivalent to attacking the Ming Dynasty, on the grounds that Bingtu had accepted the title and had become the Marquis of Shunyi of the Ming Dynasty. Qi Jiguang then assembled 50,000 cavalry and infantry troops in the old city of Kaiping and slowly advanced westwards.

Daming actually dared to take action personally?
The world has really changed. In the past, the Ming Dynasty hid behind the Nine-Border Wall and ruled by drawing a line between itself and the Mongols. Once the Mongols ran out of food, clothing, and daily necessities, they would march their troops south to rob and plunder.

Those were truly happy days for the Mongolians.

Unfortunately, these happy days were gone forever after the 43rd year of Jiajing.

Xin'ai and Tumen Khan, the Kharchin and Chahar tribes, as well as the Khalkha and Uriankhai tribes, were all conquered and subdued by the Ming Dynasty one by one. Now they have actually come out to fight directly with our Tumed tribe on the grasslands south of the desert.

The world is changing so fast that we haven’t reacted yet!

As the son of Altan Khan and a descendant of the Golden Family, Gugelu still possesses the bravery and pride of the Mongolians.

He was one of the advocates of war, and taking advantage of his familiarity with the terrain, he took the initiative to attack with 4,000 cavalrymen from the Dat tribe and 2,000 cavalrymen from the Yongxiebu tribe supported by Bodidala and Buyan.

These southern barbarians must be taught a lesson to let them know who is the master of this grassland.

After some trial and error, Gugeru finally found the loophole of the Ming army.

He knew that there was a long ditch here, more than 20 miles long. He could ambush at the bottom of the ditch, then sneak along the ditch to the edge of the Ming army camp and launch a surprise attack when it was dark.

But Gugeru led 6,000 cavalrymen and dismounted more than ten miles away at night. He followed the long ditch and hid the main force somewhere, while he led the scouts to scout everywhere.

After a quick investigation, I found something awkward.

The Ming army was also experienced in the battlefield and had its own particular ways of setting up camp.

All their camps were surrounded by open areas of more than two miles.

Gugelu found that if he led his soldiers to follow the long ditch to approach the Ming army camp, he would have to run through the two to four miles long open space before he could rush into the Ming army camp.

There were Ming army sentries and secret guards everywhere. Once our side emerged from the long trench and launched an attack, they would be discovered immediately, and then their 6,000 men would have to be bombarded by the Ming army's guns and artillery in the open air.

But we had signed a military order before setting out, so we couldn't return empty-handed and be laughed at by other leaders.

After looking around, Gu Gelu chose the camp of Song Pharmacist Group as the breakthrough target.

They were closest to Changgou, less than two miles away.

Be careful before you act, and take bigger steps when you rush, and it will be easy to rush through.

Gugeru also decided that he would rush in but not ram the Ming army's chariot formation, but set fire everywhere to create chaos, and then make a lot of money after the Ming army panicked.

Gugelu gathered several thousand households and a dozen key hundred households together, explained his arrangements one by one, and then prepared to attack.

The night on the grassland is so quiet that the chirping of insects seems particularly loud, like a lost troubadour screaming hysterically.

He looked up. The starry sky was extremely quiet and clear, just like the surface of a lake without a trace of wind.

Suddenly, a red light shot out from the Ming army camp, cut through the starry sky, and exploded overhead. Then a ball of bright white light swayed and floated down overhead.

Then two, four, eight, and more than a dozen balls of white light hung in the sky above the long ditch and slowly fell to the ground. The light they formed was brighter than the full moon and darker than the daytime, but it illuminated the area of ​​more than a mile clearly.

The six thousand Mongolian warriors, who were either lying or squatting, were all stunned. They stared blankly at the bright white ball of light above their heads, not knowing what to do.

No, I was discovered!
Gugeruya gritted his teeth and thought, since he had already reached this point, he might as well give it a try.

"Blow the horn and charge!" Gu Gelu shouted.

As the horns sounded, six thousand Mongolian soldiers, waving steel swords and holding spears, climbed out of the ditch and rushed towards the Ming army camp shouting.

The white light was still swaying and drifting down from the sky to the ground, illuminating the shadows of the six thousand people in a pale white, looming in the light and darkness.

These Mongolian soldiers continued to rush forward in the strange light and darkness. When they had rushed halfway, more than a dozen balls of white light fell to the ground one after another. The sky suddenly lost its light, and the Mongolian soldiers fell into darkness again. They immediately felt much more at ease.

But then a dozen red lights streaked across the sky, and a dozen white lights appeared above the Mongolian soldiers' heads, swaying and floating down. Everything was clearly revealed in the paleness again.

The Mongolian soldiers became more and more panicked and could not help but speed up their pace and run forward. They were in the light, but the Ming army camp was dark. They could only see a lot of black shadows swaying in the distance, forming a wall. There were also circles of chariots looming in the darkness farther away.

run!
Run forward as hard as you can!

The Ming army did not repair the fence, so we can rush up to them unhindered and teach them a lesson with the swords and spears in our hands.

The six thousand Mongolian soldiers were panting and their steps were getting heavier. They were out of breath after running for nearly two miles, but they were holding their breath.

In a head-on confrontation, we Mongolian warriors are never afraid of these weak southern barbarians!
Suddenly, the Mongols who were in the front suddenly lunged forward. Something suddenly entangled them between light and darkness, and then they let out sharp screams, which was very creepy in the night.

They got caught in the barbed wire.

The wire was grey and hard to see in the dark. By the time the Mongolians at the front realized something was wrong, they had already thrown themselves into the wire.

The Ming army's barbed wire was extremely resilient, and even the cattle and sheep could not break it no matter how hard they charged.

With sharp thorns and barbs, it gets tighter and tighter, making you unable to move and causing you unforgettable pain. It is the leader of the grasslands. After the wild wolves have tasted it, they will avoid it when they see it.

The Mongolian in front was entangled, and his companions behind could not see clearly and did not know the situation, so they continued to rush forward. Then a pile of people were piled on the first barbed wire and were entangled like fish in a fishing net.

"Fire!"

The commands rose and fell.

Pharmacist Song had already given the order to fire freely.

The accuracy of the smoothbore musket is very impressive. The free fire in the musket infantry drill manual does not mean that every soldier should hold a smoothbore musket and fire at his own speed.

At least one squad, under the command of the squad leader sergeant, concentrated ten smoothbore rifles and fired at one target.

If the accuracy is not enough, then the quantity will make up for it.

The drill manual contains detailed standards for selecting targets to fire at. If you hit the middle, don't hit the left; if you hit the left, don't hit the right. Through these practical operational rules, we can ensure that the targets shot by each squad of soldiers have as little repetition as possible.

Flames flickered in rows and the sound of gunfire was like countless nails, riddling the night sky with holes.

The bewildered Mongolian soldiers standing in front of the barbed wire became targets for their guns, and countless bloodstains bloomed under the pale fluorescent light. The Mongolian soldiers screamed even louder.

The pain of a lead bullet hitting your body is not the same as the pain of an iron spike piercing your body.

But their screams were quickly drowned out by the roar of artillery fire.

The main guns of the regimental artillery team were six-jin guns, with a small number of nine-jin guns. They were all pushed to the front, replaced with shotgun shells, and fired at the most densely populated areas of the Mongolian soldiers.

Countless shotgun shells destroyed all lives in front like a rainstorm.

Some of the Mongolian soldiers were torn to pieces, some had their hands and feet cut off. Their conceited bravery was destroyed by steel and fire without a trace before the enemy could see it.

There were flares flashing white light overhead, and the six thousand Mongolian soldiers were like a group of ants whose nest had been blown up, running around in the light and darkness.

The people in the front who were lucky enough to be alive were so scared that they turned around and ran, but were blocked by the people behind who continued to rush forward.

The people behind did not see the tragic scene ahead, but instead had an urge to see what was happening ahead as they heard the noise. Some people were quick to see the danger ahead and turned around and ran back, while others were smart enough to run to the sides.

Some Mongolian soldiers ran forward, some ran backward, and some ran left and right. In the panic between light and dark, it was easy for them to bump into each other, making the whole scene even more chaotic.

Gu Gelu was stunned watching from behind. Damn, are these still his soldiers?

Why are they all like headless flies?

He raised the monocular telescope and saw in the front that his warriors were falling one after another in the flickering firelight, and Gugeru's heart was broken.

These are the capital for me to gain a foothold in Mo Nan. If I lose the battle, I will be doomed too.

"Pass the order! Pass the order quickly, everyone retreat back to the horse farm, get on your horses, and leave quickly!"

Guguroo shouted.

When the horn of retreat sounded, the chaotic Mongolian soldiers immediately found the direction. They left their injured companions behind, turned around and ran back to Changgou, then ran back desperately along the road they had come from.

The entire long ditch was filled with the sound of rapid breathing and the clattering of footsteps. The five thousand Mongolian soldiers who had escaped were moving away from the battlefield and the Ming army camp at a speed several times faster than when they came.

Gu Gelu was caught in the crowd, turning his head to look at the Ming army from time to time, feeling very unwilling!
The cunning and cowardly southern barbarians no longer have the courage to fight face to face, and instead resort to this cruel practice.

Thousands of horses of the ancient Gelu army gathered at a corner of the long ditch. This is a natural valley, three or four miles long and more than one mile wide, which is very suitable for Tibetans to hide their horses.

Gugelu felt like his chest was about to burst. He finally ran to the Zangma Valley. Nearly ten thousand war horses and hundreds of soldiers left behind were waiting.

Get on your horse, get on your horse quickly, and get out of this damn place.

This was the unanimous idea of ​​Gu Gelu and his men.

Just as they were looking for their respective war horses, they suddenly saw balls of fire rising up three or four miles away, and then streaks of red light streaked across the night sky and flew straight towards them.

not good!

Gugeru climbed onto his horse and just as he whipped his mount a few times, hundreds of Jiajing 46-style Prince rockets fell heavily to the ground.

In the valley, flames exploded, heat waves and debris swept everything, blood and flesh flew everywhere, people called out and horses neighed, it was an extremely miserable scene.

At the rocket artillery position three miles away, the commander of the rocket artillery regiment held a telescope and watched the results of the battle from afar.

"Such perfect terrain, such a dense crowd of people, really did not let my rockets down. Shoot two more rounds! Parameters will be shifted to the left by five degrees each."

"Yes!"

Pharmacist Song and his men also saw the traces of rocket flames cutting through the night sky in the distance.

The joy of victory quickly disappeared from their hearts and faces, and was replaced by immense grief and anger.

"Why? Why?"

"These bastards are so unkind! We spent so much effort to catch a net, but before we could kill a few people, they robbed us of our success with a barrage of rockets."

"Idiots, next time I see these old idiots, I'm going to spit in their faces!"

(End of this chapter)