Guangzong Yaoming

Chapter 332: Unparalleled Merit
"Hurry up, faster! We have already found out that there are no Tartars all the way to Jinzhou! Bu Shitu, tell them to hurry up! We must pass Jinzhou before dark!"

Bu Shitu cursed in his heart: I am a Tatar too!
But he had already seen that this Ming Dynasty's Marquis Zhangyong was like a madman on the battlefield.

Now he was hurrying like mad again, without sparing any effort.

What if we rush to the battlefield like this? The horse's legs are weak, how can we fight?

But now Bu Shitu is becoming more and more excited.

The four Lingnan tribes' old nests of Chahar were all cleared out by the Ming Dynasty, and he left more than 3,000 people to gather the surrendered tribesmen.

According to the military intelligence on the Ming side, it seemed that Lindan Batur and Dai Qing were indeed trapped within the Ming border wall.

At dusk, he saw the border wall of the Ming Dynasty and felt a little strange.

I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to march into the Ming border wall with my troops in broad daylight.

"It's less than a hundred miles. Go faster and don't stop. It's hard to travel when it gets dark!"

Liu Jing had already sent people to the front, shouting and clearing the way.

"Marquis Zhangyong leads the Tumed soldiers to aid Jinzhou. Quickly open the gates!"

"Commander-in-Chief Li has sent someone here. Is it indeed the Marquis of Zhangyong? Is the seal of the imperial court still available?"

"It's all here, hang it up, don't delay for a moment. The Marquis said that the things are all here with you and will be sent later!"

Li Hualong, who was far away in the Daning area in the west, was now heading north. He was going to the grazing area of ​​the Aohan tribe.

He didn't have time to share the credit.

"It would be a great achievement to sort out the Yanshan area. This governor will guard the west gate, and you go to help Ning Lubo to guard Tongliao. This governor can recommend you as the general of Daning Town."

Ma Lin has won victory after victory and now feels the same happiness that Liu Jing and other generals had in the past.

He immediately clasped his fists and said, "I will obey your orders and do my best!"

"Go ahead and take them to drive these cattle and sheep. I will send all the military supplies for the winter later."

He had to stay in the rear and stabilize the hard-won Kaiping and Daning areas.

Jianzhou rebelled, and even Korea rebelled, and there were still many wars in Liaodong later.

But Yuan Keli was able to finally tie this trap to the east of Jinzhou. If this battle was successful, Yuan Keli would be in charge of the situation in Liaodong from then on.

In the night wind, Li Hualong returned to the tent as he watched Ma Lin prepare to set off.

Li Hualong was naturally confident and relieved that the Ming Dynasty's important military official had found a successor.

Liu Jing is a warrior who loves fighting. If he insists on going, then let him go. Perhaps with the momentum, Jianzhou will be wiped out immediately, and this war will be a complete success.

Li Hualong still felt a little lucky that they had actually recaptured Kaiping and Daning in one battle.

The Khan should not have been so unwise. Is it true, as the emperor and Tian Le said, that the teenage Khan would definitely learn some lessons on the battlefield?

But this lesson might be too harsh. Does he still have a chance to learn from it?
It was dark and Zhang Weixian was running for his life.

It is not right to run away holding the emperor's dragon flag.

But Li Chengliang had explained that His Majesty had only sent a few simple ceremonial items, and no one had arrived, so he wanted them to make good use of the bait.

He ran towards the sea in fear, with pursuers behind him and Tartars circling around to block his way in front and to the side.

In terms of riding skills, they were still inferior to others. Seeing that the maneuvering space was getting smaller and smaller, Zhang Weixian felt that he might die here.

Lindan Batur has become blood-thirsty.

Dai Qing didn't come over, and he had already chased here from that side.

As he chased, he actually thought to himself: Would the Han emperor really lead only two thousand men deep into the battlefield?
But since he had given the order in the heat of the moment, he could not afford to hesitate any longer.

At this point, he could only grit his teeth and chase after them, since he would be able to surround and kill them soon anyway.

These were just two thousand cavalrymen, and he did not take the Ming cavalry seriously.

"They are so arrogant. They still have the flag of the Duke of Yingzhou, right? The Emperor of Han must be among them! Hurry up and capture the Duke of Yingzhou and the Emperor of Han like their ancestors!"

He also knew the story of Tumu Fort, and knew that in that battle, Zhang Fu, the Duke of Ying who led the expedition to Jiaozhi, was killed, and the Han emperor was captured and taken to Mobei.

Now, Lindan Batur hoped that the Han emperor was just ahead.

The Duke is accompanying the emperor, so there must be something right!

Otherwise, why would a dignified Duke come here?

Zhang Weixian cursed in his heart, looking at the people in front who came around to block him, and suddenly gritted his teeth: "No! We can't go forward. Go north, go north! They will eventually slow down and turn back."

He was running for his life like a stray dog.

And it has to be said that Zhang Weixian did seize the moment of vitality.

In the darkness of night, the fleeing party still has a little more advantage, after all, the Tatars can only react based on their poorer vision and hearing.

Of course, they still lost more than a hundred riders. After running less than a mile, Zhang Weixian saw the fire in the northeast and the fire in the northwest.

"We're saved! We're saved! Go to Governor Yuan! Go to the northeast!"

He thought Li Chengliang was a devil.

Maybe it wouldn't matter if all these two thousand cavalrymen died here, as long as he could deploy the central army and the left and right wings east of Xiaoling River and Jinzhou, and push the Tatars to the seaside.

Yuan Keli is still the best, he is blocking here openly.

Yuan Keli finally understood why the Tartars had gone mad. Looking at Zhang Weixian, who had only 1,200 men left, and the emperor's procession that was staggering, he could only say one sentence: "Duke Ying really lives up to his family tradition!"

"..." Zhang Weixian couldn't comment, so he just asked, "Why are the Tartars crazy? Ning Yuanhou said that the Tartars would be shocked when they saw me. They might divide their troops to intercept us just in case, or they might try their best to break out to the east or north. Why are they chasing me like crazy?"

"...This chieftain still seems unable to lead his people. Surrounded by enemies, half of them have already fled north. Otherwise, if they were to chase the young master and capture your majesty... I'm afraid they would need several thousand more cavalry."

Zhang Weixian was startled, then muttered something through gritted teeth.

"It's getting dark, and the Tartars have been fighting hard for half a day. I'm afraid they have to take a break no matter what." Yuan Keli sighed as he looked at the flag. "Although Your Majesty has not come in person, it seems that you have guessed that the Tartar chief wants to take a gamble. This guy is brave. If he were a few years older and more stable, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy to surround him."

"…It's not easy, Governor Yuan."

"Young Master has made great contributions, I will report this to His Majesty. Ningyuan Hou also has great efforts. If Young Master's flag was not there, the enemy chieftain would not be so easily fooled. Who doesn't risk their lives to become a general or a prime minister? But so many people have been killed..."

Speaking of this, Yuan Keli's face couldn't help but look much sadder.

Whether it was the previous blockade here, or Qiao Yiqi and others trying to divide the Tatars' hearts there, or Zhang Weixian leading two thousand cavalry to madly seduce in the southwest, there were many casualties.

And that little bad guy led about six or seven thousand cavalrymen to the north. Yuan Keli had already found out that there were only the Yongwei Battalion, Liushui Fort and Tuanshan Fort which arrived earlier in the north, with a total of less than four thousand people.

Xiao Daiqing and others may not want to fight to the end, but if they want to break out from the Yizhou direction with all their strength, the border troops will still suffer a lot of casualties.

At this moment, there were sounds of horse hooves coming from the northwest again. Zhang Weixian became nervous, and Yuan Keli also walked out of the tent and looked in that direction.

"Commander-in-chief, the Tartars who had fled north before are back again. Ningyuan Hou was not able to seal up all the holes in time, so they went south to join the Tartar chieftain."

"...Little Daiqing has always been famous, how could he be trapped again? Is the Yongwei Battalion so brave and powerful?" Yuan Keli couldn't understand.

"Hurry up, hurry up, keep on going!" To their northwest, Liu Jing said to Dayun and Qin Liangyu with a smile, "Fortunately, the Khan of the Tartars is still here. Let's go quickly and plug the gap!"

He hurried as fast as he could, and had originally planned to rest for three hours before charging into the battlefield before daybreak, but unexpectedly he ran into the Yongwei Battalion who were fighting against the little bad boy.

Bu Shitu looked at Liu Jing with a complicated expression: Are you still in a hurry?

This guy is not a human, is he? His horse is exhausted, and this guy is standing and killing with a big knife.

Na Dayun and Qin Liangyu both nodded and said, "That's right! I'll send someone to tell Governor Yuan to move south and block the west bank of the Daling River. Now that Marquis Zhangyong has arrived, they can't get through to the north!"

"We can take a break after the siege. Bu Shitu, you may want to sing some Tartar songs at night. Ning Lubo, what is this called?"

"Besieged on all sides." Dayun smiled, "Marquis Zhangyong, you, a Han general, are asking me this?"

"What does it matter if we are Han or not? We were all conferred titles by His Majesty. To use the words of the civil officials, Lao Da, we are officials of the same class!"

Liu Jing was in an extremely happy mood.

When the people arrived, the Tartar Khan was still there.

How beautiful is this?
The night was long, and they really marched at night. In the second half of the night, they actually let the Tumed "servant soldiers" sing grassland songs.

The noise stunned both Yuan Keli and Li Chengliang.

Dai Qing and Lindan Batur looked at each other.

His fifth brother Shi Bao died in battle, and Dai Qing abandoned his master and fled north.

As a result, the troops are now gathered together again because they have no choice.

"Asshole! Traitor!"

Dai Qing knew that he was scolding Tumed as well as himself.

Trapped in a desperate situation, he calmly said: "The east is still the weakest. After all, they have been fighting hard for several days."

Lindan Batur took several deep breaths like a wounded beast, looked at him and nodded: "This time, listen to Du Ling."

Listening to the familiar ballad coming faintly, he lowered his head and his eyes couldn't help but become a little dazed.

Is it true that they just have the ambitions of their ancestors but lack much courage and strategy on the battlefield?

The four tribes in the south of the Lingnan region were all defeated, and the elite troops of the four tribes in the north of the Lingnan region were trapped here with him. The Tumed also colluded with the Ming Dynasty.

In the future...if I can escape back, there is a future...

so what should I do now?
Lindan Batur didn't know, but Li Chengliang had already sent people to urgently deliver the latest military intelligence here to the south, and at the same time he also apologized for sending Duke Yingguo to use the emperor's ceremonial guard as bait.

Li Chengliang's heart was now burning with anxiety.

The unparalleled achievement of capturing the Lord of Khan Court!
(End of this chapter)