Nai'er Buhua is not a general who is proficient in the art of war, but he trusts his intuition of danger. One time when he was a child, when he was shepherding sheep on the grassland, he sensed something ominous in advance.
With a premonition, he drove his sheep to escape a terrible collective hunt by prairie wolves.
Then a few years ago, when the Ming Dynasty General was about to go on an expedition, he suddenly sensed an ominous premonition and decisively led his troops to evacuate to the north. Sure enough, it took Xu Da ten months.
Then they swept through the entire north of Dayuan, and the capital city, which was considered to be a strong city in the east, was easily attacked by the Ming army in the east even just a month later.
At that time, countless Yuan armies were defeated by Xu Da, but because he retreated in time, Nai'er Buhua left a lot of fresh troops behind. Therefore, from his original unknown status, he directly became the left prime minister Naha.
The leading general in the East.
And now, since the moment Guantong decided to postpone the attack on the city, the alarm bells in Naier Buhua's heart began to sound loudly.
"Damn it, the Central Plains is troublesome. If we are on the grassland, we have to drive cattle and sheep. The warriors eat beef when they are hungry and drink goat milk when they are thirsty. How can we worry about food?" He looked at the people pushing food.
The large army was slowly advancing, and I couldn't help but feel angry. Fighting in the mountainous Central Plains was really too troublesome, and there was always a shortage of food. I had to be careful of the machinations of the Han people.
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"Sir, we really can't move on. The warriors are already tired now. If it's night, something will happen." The deputy general, who was already out of breath, advised again. "It's no longer possible to return to the bright moon. It's better to camp on the spot. The bright moon and sky will be dim."
Liang, they will set off directly, how about?"
"Well..." Nai'erbuhua looked up at the sky, and it was already dark. If it seems that spring has not yet arrived, just ask for the sky to darken a little. In the blink of an eye, night will come over in an instant. With so many
Is it impossible to march food at night? Moreover, what if my ominous premonition indicates that someone will take advantage of them to rob the food while they are marching at night?
"In that case, the whole army will enter the Qingshan Pass in front and camp in the Qingshan Pass!" Nai'erfuhua said. Qingshan Pass is a valley and has two exits. Where to camp, you need to pay attention to the front and rear openings, which is better than the original one.
It would be much better to camp in a place with drafts on all sides.
"..." The exhausted lieutenant general was quite unwilling. When he thought about it, the Ming army in Jianchang camp had been nailed to death by the left prime minister. Even his own prince was besieged and couldn't send reinforcements. How could he send anyone?
Risking an attack on the camp? As for the Ming army in Changli County, which numbered ten thousand, how could they come to stroke their beards?
That Mr. Nai'er Buhua is really overthinking.
But he also knew that Nai'er didn't have a ruthless personality and didn't dare to say anything. He just urged the whole army to speed up. By the time they reached Qingshan Pass, it was already dark and everyone was so tired that they almost collapsed.
But he still had to work hard to cut down trees, boil water, and bury pots to make rice.
"Send someone to be on guard, be careful of the Ming army sneak attack at night." Nai'er Buhuadong ordered.
"No." The deputy general bowed his head in response, but he couldn't help but curl his lips in the dark. Where could the Ming army come from in the wilderness? If you are really worried about the Ming army attacking, why force everyone to march in a hurry?
Everyone looked like that after being tortured and exhausted. If the Ming army really came, they would probably be killed.
Nai'erbuhua personally inspected the front and rear valley entrances, confirmed that the sentries had been set up, and then returned to the set up camp. At this time, the Yuan army had already set up the stoves, and the smoke from the valley was filling up, and the smell of rice was fragrant.
"Perhaps he was overly worried. How could the Ming army have the leisure to come and attack the camp..." Seeing that nothing happened, Nai'er was relieved and began to enjoy the meal that Bundong presented.
But just as he finished eating those meals, he suddenly heard an exclamation from outside the tent: "Ming Army! There is a Ming Army on the mountain!"
"Is there really a Ming army?" Nai'er was inexplicably frightened, threw the bowl down, and walked out of the camp.
"Watch out for rockets!"
A soldier quickly blocked Naer Buhua with a wooden shield. The moment before he was blocked, he clearly saw the rain of arrows flying across the sky like fireballs, lighting up the sky into a fiery red.
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"ah!"
With a scream and the dense sound of "seizing", Naner did not spend the flames from seeing the camps, and then he heard the sound of the Ming army's war, and the sound of the nightmare like a nightmare.
roared:
"Kill! The moon and rivers and mountains will last forever! The Ming Dynasty will last forever!"
"The rivers and mountains of the moon will last forever! The mountains and rivers of the Ming Dynasty will last forever!"
The cavalry of the Ming Army rushed in from the darkness! They brandished their blades and spears, like red-hot iron forks, and thrust directly into the formation of the Yuan Army. The Yuan Army who was having a meal was immediately routed!
A Ming army general held a large iron spear in his leg. He laughed loudly and rushed left and right among the Yuan soldiers: "Come on! Yuan Gou! My grandfather from the Chang family is here, do you dare to come with him?"
Let’s fight Gaodong!”
"Is he...is he..." Nai'er Buhua suddenly started to tremble. His surname was Chang, and he was very mad like someone on the battlefield...
He remembered the figure of the most brave general of the Ming army whom Zeng Yuanji had seen when he was escaping to the north. Once, he had seen that man in Yuanji, leading an army of millions with a sword in hand.
Everywhere he went, it was like cutting wheat, no matter whether it was on the grassland or not. No matter how famous the Mongolian warriors were, they were cut one after another among the flesh and blood limbs flying around and the rampant laughter of the wise general.
All the stubble fell to the East...
That scene was like the god of killing coming to the world. As Guang Yuanji looked at it, the premonition in his heart was constantly warning him that he was approaching death!
"Chang Yuchun who marched one hundred thousand soldiers across the east of the sky... Chang one hundred thousand!"
Nai'er Buhua's first reaction was to throw everyone away and run away! The more Yue Yuan escaped, Chang Yuchun was the number one killer in the Ming Dynasty, and his legs were stained with the blood of many Yuan people. However,
He quickly realized that Chang Yuchun had died suddenly a few years ago. Although the general was brave, Chang Yuchun could not be defeated!
"Damn it! Where did those Ming troops come from..." After reacting, Nai'erbuhua suddenly became angry, and the wetness in his crotch made him even more angry. Thinking that the left prime minister Naha had made a mistake in his promise,
If you can win this battle, you can be awarded the title of "Taiwei" when you return home, but if you lose that batch of food...
"Have the Ming army ambushed in the mountains in advance? There must not be many of them! Warriors! Stand still! Use our ability to defeat the wolves..." Nai'er Buhua turned over on his horse and yelled. But he didn't want to understand.
Among the soldiers, one person had already set his sights on him.
"Where is the commander-in-chief of the Yuan army!" a young voice shouted. Immediately afterwards, several Ming soldiers on horseback had already spotted him and rushed towards him.
"Qiang!" Nai'er Buhua's sword collided with a long sword. He controlled his horse and took a few steps back, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes: in front of him was a young man of about sixteen or seventeen years old, with eyes full of
There was a blazing fire, as if it was burning fiercely.
"Am I the commander-in-chief of the Yuan army?"
"I, King Zhu Di, have come here to take my life!" King Zhu Di of Yan shook his leg and held the long sword in his hand, raising his head and announcing.