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Chapter 558 The Battle of the Capital

The three major camps of the Ming army were the Shenji Camp, the Wujun Camp and the Sanqian Camp. The Shenji Camp was equipped with artillery and muskets, the Wujun Camp was a mixed infantry and cavalry force, and the Sanqian Camp was a cavalry unit based on surrendered Mongolian soldiers. However, their tactics were improved by Zhu Di based on Mu Ying's tactics of defending elephants, which could perfectly achieve the goal of restraining the more mobile Mongolian cavalry.

Generally, after discovering the Mongolian cavalry, the soldiers of the Shenji Camp would immediately move to the front of the formation and prepare to fire artillery and muskets, and then they would shoot under unified command. This round of shooting was a surprise attack on the Mongolian cavalry.

After the Shenji Battalion finishes shooting, it will immediately retreat to the two wings of the team. Then the cavalry of the Sanqian Battalion and the Wujun Battalion will immediately launch an attack, dealing a fatal blow to the severely damaged Mongolian cavalry.

After the cavalry charged, the infantry of the Fifth Army Camp would follow closely and deliver the final fatal blow to the chaotic Mongolian cavalry. In any case, most of the Mongolian cavalry would be wiped out each time.

Yesen led the Mongol army, which was said to have 600,000 troops, all the way to the capital. Suning also walked out curiously, looking at Empress Dowager Sun who was making pre-war mobilization in the distance with a telescope.

At this moment, Su Ning sensed that Fan Zhong, who had recovered, was a little excited, so he handed the military binoculars in his hand to Fan Zhong, "General Fan, take a look too!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Fan Zhong took the strange-looking binoculars from Suning's hand and looked towards the Ming army formation in the distance. Seeing the situation in the distance clearly displayed in front of him, the old general Fan Zhong was trembling with excitement. He wished he could return to his Ming army formation immediately and fight with his compatriots and comrades. Unfortunately, their current identity was prisoners of the Mongol Yuan army.

"General Fan, there's no need to get too excited. You can look at the battlefield from the enemy's perspective, which will help you analyze the weaknesses and shortcomings of both sides." Suning said with a nonchalant smile.

"Yes! Your Majesty, I will carefully observe and analyze it."

"Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, you are quite smart, but do you think I will let you go?" At this time, Yesen, who was watching the soldiers from both sides fighting, turned his head to look at Suning. He also heard the conversation between Suning and Fan Zhong.

"Grand Master, I know what you're thinking right now. You've finally made it to the Central Plains, and you won't be satisfied unless you give it your all."

"Oh? The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty might as well tell us whether the Mongolian tribes led by Yesen can win?" Yesen looked at Suning with a mocking look in his eyes.

"Grand Master, why are you deceiving yourself? Most of the Mongol cavalry were killed or wounded before they even reached our Ming army. How can you even talk about a decisive victory over our Ming army?"

"Hmph! It seems that the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty trusts the strength of the Ming Army!" Yesen continued to say sarcastically.

"Grand Master, what you're doing now is actually very puzzling to me. When your Mongol army is defeated, the one that will suffer the most serious damage is your own reputation. This is completely different from your goal!"

"Goal? What's my goal?" Yesen looked at Suning in surprise.

"Master, when you want to make a deal with me, we can discuss it in detail alone."

"Hmph! Trying to be mysterious!" At this time, Yesen did not think too highly of Suning, nor did he think that Suning had seen through his greatest ambition.

After Suning's persuasion, Fan Zhong had calmed down a lot and no longer felt the excitement and pain he had at the beginning. Instead, at Suning's reminder, he began to watch and study the battle between the two sides. After all, it is rare to study the battle formation from the enemy's perspective.

In the distance, on the wall of Yongdingmen in the capital, the Empress Dowager Sun Ruowei of the Ming Dynasty was also holding a monocular telescope, watching the fight between the soldiers of both sides and the command tent of the Mongol Yuan army. She easily saw Suning standing next to Yesen, and even spotted Fan Zhong holding a strange-looking telescope. However, thinking of the news in the Tumu Fort battle report not long ago, Sun Ruowei couldn't help but feel shocked.

At this time, Su Ning was looking ahead with disheveled hair. He was wearing a clean white dress and did not look shabby at all. He did not look like a frustrated captive at all. Instead, he had an otherworldly confidence.

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure in the telescope, Sun Ruowei couldn't help but burst into tears, and the maid beside her hurriedly said to comfort her, "Empress Dowager, the Emperor will definitely be rescued."

"Well, I'm fine!" Sun Ruowei finally stopped crying, and then looked towards the Mongol army's command tent again.

Seeing that the first battle ended with the defeat of their Mongol army, Yesen couldn't help but look at Su Ning with a playful expression, "Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, you were wrong at the beginning. Your mother is really amazing. Under her command, the Ming army fought very bravely."

"Grand Master, do you really think your opponent is my mother?" Su Ning said with a disapproving smile.

"Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, it's already this time, do you still want to show off your eloquence?" Hearing Suning's rebuttal, Yesen became a little angry and embarrassed.

"Grandmaster, your real opponent is actually your grandfather Mahamu's close friend."

"Yu Qian?"

"That's right! Grand Master Yesen, so you have no chance of winning at all."

"Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, I admit that Yu Qian is very powerful, but our Mongol army is also very strong." Yesen began to worry in his heart, but still retorted stubbornly.

"Haha, Grand Master, then we'll just have to wait and see."

The first exploratory attack between the Ming army and the Mongol army finally ended with the defeat of the Mongol army. The Mongol soldiers returned to their camps in a dejected manner, no longer having the arrogance and dominance they had at the beginning.

As for Sun Ruowei in the capital, she immediately summoned Yu Qian, who was defending the capital, after the battle ended. She asked Yu Qian with a puzzled look on her face, "Minister Yu, the battle report said General Fan Zhong died in battle, so why did I see Fan Zhong beside the emperor?"

"Empress Dowager, the battle report is definitely different from the actual situation. You don't need to be too surprised, but this is good news." What Yu Qian is concerned about now is the defense of the capital, not the difference in the battle report of Tumu Fort.

"Minister Yu, do you think we can welcome the emperor back this time?" Sun Ruowei looked at Yu Qian with anticipation.

"Empress Dowager, the most important issue now is to persevere and wait for the Shandong army to come to reinforce us. As long as we defeat the Mongol army, we will have unlimited possibilities." Yu Qian was a little unsure about answering Sun Ruowei's question.

"Minister Yu, you are right. I was just too impatient."

Suning looked at Fan Zhong, who seemed to be thinking deeply, and asked, "General Fan, how did you harvest today?"

"Your Majesty, I didn't expect that looking at the same battle from another perspective would result in such a wonderful difference." Fan Zhong couldn't help but get a little excited.

"Haha, the opportunity to be a prisoner is rare in a century. You should study the battle formations of both sides carefully." Seeing that Fan Zhong was no longer as frustrated as he was at the beginning, Suning said self-deprecatingly.

"Yes! Your Majesty."

The following battles were just as Suning had expected. The Mongol army did not win a single victory. The Mongol tribal leaders no longer had the initial optimism. Instead, they could not help but recall what Suning had said in the central military tent. The myth of the invincibility of the Ming army arose in their hearts again. They felt that the Central Plains would always be a curse for their grassland tribes.

"Grand Master, I feel that what the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty said is right. Let's withdraw our troops!" A tribal leader said loudly to Yesen.

"Hmph! Wouldn't it be a pity if we retreat now?" Yesen looked at the tribal leader with some annoyance.

"Grand Master, what's the pity? Since we can't defeat the Ming army, let's follow what the Ming Emperor said and start cooperating."

"Cooperation? If we don't let the Ming Dynasty see the strength of our grasslands, will they cooperate?"

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"Okay! It's too early to talk about retreating now. Let's go down and have a rest first." Yesen didn't want to talk with these short-sighted tribal leaders anymore. Instead, he drove them out of the central military tent.

Yesen was a little upset at this time, and Bayan Temur was also a little confused about his elder brother, "Brother, I also think that what the Ming Emperor said is right. There is no need for us to fight anymore."

"Boyan Temur, even you are questioning me?" Yesen looked at his brother in disbelief. "Brother, I'm not questioning you, but the Ming army is simply too powerful, their firearms too sharp, and our cavalry is simply powerless to resist," Boyan Temur explained with a wry smile.

"That's enough! Boyan, I think you have been bewitched by the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty."

"Brother."

"Shut up! Come with me to meet the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, otherwise my Mongolian army will be broken up by his mouth." Yesen said angrily at this time.

Arriving at Suning's tent for the first time, seeing Suning and Fan Zhong discussing battle formations over a glass of wine, Yesen's nose was almost crooked with anger. He then said to Qimuge, "Qimuge, is this how you treat our prisoners?"

"Khan, the emperor is our benefactor. He saved many of our wounded soldiers." Qimuge retorted disapprovingly. She now admired Suning more and more.

"Humph!"

"Master Yesen, if you don't mind, then sit down and have a drink with us?" Suning suddenly looked at Yesen with a smile.

"Humph! You, a captive, acted so coolly."

Yesen sat down aside angrily, and Bayan Temur also sat down in surprise, and picked up the wine jug and poured wine in a familiar manner. It was obvious that he often came here to hang out with Suning. Seeing this situation, Yesen became even more angry.

"Master Yesen, things haven't been going well for you lately, have they?" Su Ning asked with a smile, knowing the answer.

"Humph! You're asking even though you already know the answer." Yesen angrily drank a glass of wine, then his eyes lit up and he said, "Emperor of the Great Ming, what kind of wine is this? Why haven't I tasted it before?"

"Brother, this is Moutai, the best wine in the world." Bayan Temur, who was standing by, explained for Yesen with a smile while drinking.

"That's not right! During the Battle of Tumu, all the supplies of the Ming army were seized by us. Where did you, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, get such good wine?" But Yesen soon became confused again.

"Grand Master Yesen, haven't you heard of the Taoist's "The World in the Sleeve"?" Su Ning looked at the puzzled Yesen with a mysterious face.

"The world in the sleeve?" Yesen was a little confused at this time.

"Yes! This is a magic spell used by Taoist immortals. You mortals simply don't understand it."

"Hmph! Our Mongolian tribe believes in Eternal Sky." Yesen became somewhat unhappy at this time.

"Master Yesen, you must have something to say to me, right?"

"Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, if I let you go, what benefits can you give to us Mongols?" Reluctant to put down the wine glass in his hand, Yesen looked at Suning meaningfully.

"Master Yesen, I know your greatest dream is to replace Toghto Bukha and become the Great Khan of the Mongol Yuan Dynasty, the common ruler of the grasslands. I can help you realize your dream."

"Nonsense! Yesen has always been loyal to Khan Toghtobuha, but I have never had such thoughts." Yesen was obviously much flustered when his secret was suddenly revealed by Suning.

Bayan Temur and Qimuge were both Yesen's confidants, but this was the first time they heard of Yesen's ideals. Bayan Temur couldn't help but look at his elder brother Yesen curiously, "Brother, is what the emperor said true?"

"Bayan Temur, don't listen to the Ming Emperor's nonsense. I didn't do that!" Yesen drank a glass of wine with some embarrassment.

"Grand Master Yesen, the Mongols have been away from the Central Plains for a hundred years. Do you know why the Toghtobuha clan has always been the nominal ruler of the grasslands?"

"." Yesen looked at Suning in surprise. He was very interested in Suning's question, but he didn't dare to ask easily.

"It is because of righteousness that the Tuotubuhua family possesses righteousness that your other grassland tribes do not have."

"Hmph!" Yesen agreed with Suning's statement.

"Master Yesen, if you want to achieve justice, only I can help you." Suning stated his conditions with a smile.

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"Grandmaster, your entry into the Central Plains this time is simply to maximise your power, so that when you declare yourself the Great Khan of the Mongols, you won't be opposed by the other grassland tribes."

"Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, you are really overthinking it." Yesen shook the empty wine jug in his hand, realizing that he had drunk all the Moutai in the Suning wine jug, and then stood up and left without admitting defeat.

Of course, Yesen knew what Suning wanted. He just wanted him to let them go, but Yesen was still a little unwilling. He knew that this opportunity to enter the Central Plains was rare, so he had to cherish it.

"Your Majesty, why can't my elder brother figure it out?" Bayan Temur couldn't understand his elder brother Yesen.

"Boyan Temur, in a few days I will have a showdown with Grand Tutor Yesen, because if I don't return to the capital, my throne will be taken away by someone else."

"Ah? Your Majesty, then Qimugege and I will follow you." Bayan Temur offered to follow Suning.

"Boyan Temur, I want you to continue to follow Master Yesen back to the grasslands."

"Ah? Your Majesty, why is this?"

"Boyan Temur, you just saw it. Your elder brother, Taishi Yesen, is too stubborn. He will definitely have a big fight with Toghto Bukha. If you are by his side, at least he will be safe."

"This is the emperor, what are you going to do?"

"Boyan Temur, I will take away Qimuge and her army, as well as the Khalkha tribe of Qinggertai. When your elder brother, Taishi Yesen, is in danger, you will escort him to me. This way, you will have another way out."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Bayan Temur looked at Suning gratefully.

"Boyan Temur, we are all family. As long as you brothers serve the Ming Dynasty, I will not be stingy with the throne and wealth."

"Yes! Your Majesty, Bayan Temur swears allegiance until death." Bayan Temur knelt on one knee excitedly to pay homage.

Originally, Suning wanted to take away all the Mongolian tribes that were deceived, but when he thought that the main battlefield in the future would still be on the grassland, he came up with the idea of planting a stake in the Yuan Dynasty in advance. However, Bayan Temur played a greater role in the grassland.

Dealing with the Mongols is not a matter of a day or a night. It is a huge project that will take many years, so Suning has plenty of patience and determination, and Yesen of the Oirat must also die.

Thinking that in history, Wala Yesen would soon proclaim himself the Great Khan of the Yuan Dynasty, Suning knew that he was not far from death. At that time, he only needed to use a little trick to make the grassland chaotic again. Only in this way would he give himself more opportunities.

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