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Chapter 310 The fierce emperor

On the battlefield, Zhu Di rode a huge war horse, wore a treasure armor, and carried a long knife, majestic and majestic.He didn't put on a show, but rushed to the front line and had already cut down several Oirat cavalrymen.Although there are guards who risk their lives to protect him, but swords have no eyes on the battlefield, and he is so conspicuous, it is still very dangerous.

Zhu Di is a desperate emperor. In the battle of Jingnan, he took the lead every time, and he turned around and fell into heavy siege many times.Now that he is an emperor, it is already the year of destiny, and he even personally carries a knife to slash people. This kind of toughness, among the emperors of all dynasties, claims to be the second, and no one dares to fight for the first.

But some people can't help but ask, as for?You are already the emperor, and there are so many powerful generals under your command, why do you need to go to battle in person?The answer is that, just like in the battle of Jingnan, he used one army to overwhelm the imperial court's millions of troops. If he didn't take the lead, others would not follow. Now that he became the emperor, Zhu Di certainly didn't want to work hard anymore, but he still There is a reason to fight...

Because the tactics of the Ming army are very complicated, the infantry is used to lure the enemy first, and after the enemy charges, it is replaced by the Shenji Battalion. On the battlefield, the [-]th Battalion, the most powerful cavalry, attacked from the front, and together with the [-]th Army Battalion and Long Xiangwei, surrounded and beat the opponent.

In fact, at the beginning of the founding of the Ming Dynasty, Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, Lan Yu and others could completely suppress the Mongolian cavalry with only cavalry, and they could drive the opponent away with a single charge. It didn't have to be so complicated at all.But since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the favorable living conditions have weakened the combat effectiveness of the officers and soldiers, making it difficult to win against the Mongols immediately.Zhu Di was keenly aware of this, so he introduced guns and adopted complex tactics to re-establish his advantage over the Mongolian cavalry.

But whether it is guns or complex tactics, there are extremely high demands on soldiers, and fearless courage and good execution are essential.To put it bluntly, they must show the general level of their usual training on the battlefield. Once the tactics are not implemented in place, they will shoot themselves in the foot without the enemy attacking, and they will mess up their positions first.

Zhu Di knew his family affairs from his own family. There were no such generals as Xu Da and Lan Yu in the Ming Dynasty, who could make the soldiers not panic when they were in battle, and even perform at a super level. Go into battle in person, and use the emperor's honor as a pro-maoshishi to inspire the courage of the soldiers.

Although this trick is risky, it definitely works!Is there anything else that can inspire soldiers to fight more than the emperor personally slashing people with a knife?Seeing Zhu Di rushing up ahead, which general dared to shrink back?All go into battle, carry knives and fight the Oirats desperately!The soldiers are even more bloody, even the emperor is not afraid of death, what else do we have to be afraid of?Following such a boss is worth dying for!
The prairie that has suddenly lost its temperature has become a killing field full of hostility. Everyone has forgotten life and death. At this time, people are no longer humans, but become bloodthirsty beasts.Even if you fall off your horse, you will still fight endlessly. Without a weapon, you will hug the enemy, bite and kick with your teeth!until death...

The lush grass has long been trampled into mud, and has been stained a strange purple-black by the blood flow. The air on the battlefield is disgusting, suffocating, and frightening. Ordinary people will be out of their wits just by looking at it!

The battle has turned into a strangulation and a contest of wills. It depends on who has the toughest nerves, who can endure sacrifice more, and who can persevere to the end. The victory belongs to whoever!

On the high mountain behind the Oirat army, Mahamu's face was as white as paper, and he murmured: "It's not like this, it's not like this..." From the very beginning, this war developed according to his thinking until the end. For a moment, everything was still going well, but it was reversed at the last moment!

In his plan, this should be an ambush, a battle of annihilation, [-] cavalry swooped down from a high place, and the torrent would destroy the Ming army.But now, after the army rushed down, not only did they not smash the opponent to pieces, but they were surrounded by them on three sides and fell into a dogfight!

He had guessed the beginning, but not the development, but he could already see the result... The fighting power of the Ming army has degraded, but that of the Mongols has degraded even more. They are no longer Genghis Khan's whip of God.Since the end of the Yuan Dynasty, he has been continuously defeated by the Han people, and he has long since lost the will to win that the proud son of heaven!Moreover, on the side of the Ming army, it was the emperor who took the lead in beheading people. If the emperor did not retreat, the soldiers would naturally die and could not retreat. On the side of the Oirat army, Mahamu hid behind. In the moment of suffering and testing, this difference is more obvious!
"Brother, we can't fight anymore." Taiping was in a hurry, his tribe was arranged to take the lead, and the loss was the biggest: "Once the Ming army's infantry outflanks in place, we will be surrounded, and no one can escape!"

"The Ming army is besieged three times and one..." Mahamu gritted his teeth and said, "The purpose is to make us retreat. Once we withdraw, we will lose the game!"

"How could it be, big brother?" Taiping hurriedly said loudly: "Our retreat speed is faster than the Ming army. When we regroup, we will fight guerrilla attacks with the Ming army. If we delay, we can delay them to death!"

"Second brother makes sense." Bo Luo couldn't stand it any longer. The dream of dominating the grassland is certainly tempting, but on the grassland where the weak prey on the strong, preserving strength comes first. "Brother, don't forget that there is Alu tower!"

Mahamu was still stiff at first, but when he heard the word Arutai, he immediately shuddered. This battle could no longer win the expected complete victory. At most, it would be a miserable victory with one thousand enemies killed and eight hundred self-defeated. What is the meaning of victory?Arutai will take advantage of his illness to kill him!

"Brother, hurry up and give the order!" The two younger brothers begged bitterly, and he finally said dejectedly: "Withdraw!"

The whining horn sounded, and the Oirat cavalry, who had long been unable to hold on, turned their horses and ran away as if they had been amnesty. How can they be a nation on horseback?In other troops, they had to trample on each other, and there were no casualties. However, the Oala cavalry turned their horses' heads lightly. At a jaw-dropping speed, it receded like a tide.

What was even more astonishing was yet to come. After rushing ten miles away, there were endless herds of horses grazing quietly... Each Mongolian cavalry had several horses to maintain the impact continuously. They just whistled, and the horses ran after them. Running, the horses automatically found their respective champions, and the Oirat knights changed horses during the high-speed march, and ran away at a higher speed. It's simply amazing.

On the high mountain, seeing that most of the subordinates escaped safely, the brothers breathed a sigh of relief, Mahamu said to the two younger brothers: "You are right, if you keep the green hills, you don't have to worry about no firewood, let's retreat to Iron Mountain and talk about it later! "

"En." Taiping and Boluo nodded, and the three of them also mounted their horses, and quickly disappeared on the battlefield surrounded by all the guards.

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Although the battle was fierce, it was very short. The battle started at Chen Shi, and the Oirat army had already withdrawn before noon.The Ming army won a great victory, beheading dozens of its princes and killing more than [-] people from the Oirat army. Such brilliant results are even better than those in the eighth year of Yongle, but Zhu Di was not satisfied, and resolutely issued a pursuit order!Then he personally led the [-] Battalion who replaced their horses, and chased after them with the ass of the Oirat army!
Under the great victory, the morale of the Ming army was extremely high. Seeing that the emperor had chased him out, the other generals naturally couldn't lag behind.This is tantamount to picking up military exploits for nothing!
So on the prairie at noon, there was a spectacular scene of tens of thousands of cavalry fleeing in front and tens of thousands of cavalry chasing behind.Just like this, chasing and fleeing, rolling up smoke and dust all over the sky!
Mahamu and his subordinates were very depressed. They thought it would be enough for the Ming army to give them a symbolic chase, but they turned out to be like mad dogs, biting them tightly and not letting go.Ordinarily, escaping should be their strong point, but being kicked out and being kicked out are two completely different feelings. The one who is kicked out dare not relax for a moment, because the psychological pressure is too great.

Fortunately, they still had the upper hand in riding skills. At noon, they gradually opened up the distance, and when they arrived at Tieshan, a hundred miles away, at dusk, there was no trace of the Ming army behind them.

From noon to afternoon, they escaped for a hundred miles, and they were all exhausted. Mahamu decided to camp in Tieshan, rest for a night, and listen to the news.

The news arrived soon, and the panic-stricken scouts rushed over: "The Ming army has arrived within ten miles!"

"What?" Mahamu was roasting a leg of lamb when he dropped it on the ground.

"Brother, let's run away...oh no, let's go!" Taiping and Boluo hurriedly said.

"No, form an formation here, relying on the mountain to meet them!" Mahamu has his own considerations... This battle has attracted worldwide attention, and he is so embarrassed, how can he mess around in the rivers and lakes in the future?He plucked up his courage, and prepared to take advantage of the exhaustion of the Ming army, rely on the terrain to win a game, and save some face before running.

"Still fighting?" The faces of the two younger brothers changed.

"What are you afraid of? There is our camp here, and they are all cavalry. It is impossible for the Shenji Battalion to rush here." Mahamu said: "Besides, we are on the mountain. If they want to attack us, we must dismount. Once dismounted , Those maces have become a burden, but our sabers are still light, you say, how can we not win!"

"It makes sense..." The two younger brothers were persuaded, but they couldn't help muttering in their hearts, you were so sure last time...but the reason they agreed was actually because they had confidence in their escape.If you can't fight, just run away, what if you can win?
"Okay, let's get back together!" Mahamu stood up, gritted his teeth and said, "This time, let's get rid of it!"

(End of this chapter)