Li Sin got straight to the point: "What's the current situation?"
Before coming, he deliberately avoided the battlefield and made a long detour to Oarabu, so he did not understand the situation on the battlefield.
"Not optimistic." Tuohuan said with a serious expression, "Oara has reached the point of life and death. The Tatar offensive is too fierce and the pass is in danger. It can last for ten days at most."
"That's enough." Li Qing said, "The Ming army will arrive with reinforcements in less than ten days, and by then they can attack and defend Yi Xing."
Hearing this, Tuohuan was relieved, with a look of joy and flattery on his face, "Is His Majesty the Emperor coming too?"
"The emperor wants to attack the Tatar camp and will not come." Li Qing shook his head, looking slightly disappointed when he saw Tuo Huan, and said, "But King Shuning can rest assured that the Ming troops rushing to the rescue this time are all the best of the best.
The danger of disintegration will definitely be resolved.”
Ashe Tiemur continued: "May I ask Marquis Yongqing, how many people did the Ming army support this time?"
Tuo Huan and all the generals looked at Li Qing with expectant expressions on their faces.
"Twenty thousand elites." Li Qing said with a smile, "They are all from the Shenji Battalion and the Three Thousand Battalion."
"Shenji camp..." Tuo Huan's eyes widened, as if energy had been injected into his body, and his whole face was radiant.
He was very aware of the power of the Ming Dynasty's firearms. Without him, Wala had endured severe beatings from the Shenji Camp.
With 20,000 elites and firearms to help, Tuohuan was full of confidence: this time, Wala could finally stand up.
He knew that not only would Wala not die in the future, but its life would become better and better.
Because Ming made his position clear.
——Da Ming Baowara!
Tuohuan understood that as long as he hugged Ming's thigh tightly, the Nawala could sit back and relax, and one day they could even overtake the Tatars and become the largest tribe on the grassland.
Although he knew that the Ming court helped Wala to prevent the grassland from being unified, what did it matter?
If the Ming Dynasty doesn't help him, Wala will die.
"Wala is the Ming Dynasty's leader." Tuohuan confessed again, with a sincere face: "What does His Majesty the Emperor want Wala to do?"
"Just block it for the time being." Li Qing muttered, "In about five days, the Ming army will rush to the battlefield. At that time, please don't hold anything back. We will attack from the front and back, and we will definitely defeat the Tatars."
"Okay." Tuohuan agreed happily.
Having been bullied by the Tatars for so long, Tuohuan was also suffocating in his heart. Now that Ming Dynasty came to help, he suddenly became more courageous and said, "Don't worry, Marquis Yongqing. In five days, Wala will definitely be able to go all out."
Li Qing nodded: "I have to rush back first. You should seize the opportunity. After all, the 20,000 Ming army cannot be absolutely concealed. If the Tatars find out in advance, you have to bite them.
Otherwise, when the Ming army came and the Tatars ran away, wouldn’t the Ming army come in vain?
If you don’t beat the Tatars, your life in Oara will not be easy in the future.”
"Understood." Tuohuan said solemnly: "Don't worry, Marquis Yongqing, I will never let the Tatars withdraw before the Ming army arrives."
"This is the best." Li Qing stood up, "By the way, give me a small team to prove that I have negotiated with you, King Shuning. After all, I also have to negotiate."
He said nothing after having fun: "I'll make arrangements right now."
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To show his loyalty, he spent a lot of money to call his second son, now his eldest son.
"Cholos Boyan Timur, I have met Marquis Yongqing." The young man saluted.
"Your Majesty, please be polite." Li Qing said politely.
The fourteen-year-old boy in front of him had a simple and honest face, and he didn't look as shrewd and cunning as Choros Yesian at all.
If this young man takes over the throne in the future, it will definitely be much better for the Ming Dynasty than taking over first... Li Qing thought to himself.
…
Tatar camp.
Mu Zhuoer no longer had the previous ease and casualness, and his expression was solemn. Whether the Tatars can unify the grasslands depends on this battle.
At the same time, he used troops against the Ming Dynasty and Wala. This move was very dangerous and could even be called arrogant, but once successful, the rewards would be huge.
She didn't want to take such a risk, but Daming's entry forced her to do so.
"It must succeed!" Mu Zhuoer said softly.
At this time, the curtain was raised, and Arutai stooped and walked in with a serious expression.
"What's the situation like ahead?" Mu Zhuoer asked.
"It's not good." Arutai frowned and said, "Wala can't defend it. The resistance is very tenacious. If we want to completely break through the pass, I'm afraid we won't be able to do it in ten days. We will suffer a lot of casualties."
Mu Zhuoer gritted his teeth and said: "Continue to attack, and another army will take a detour to attack the rear of Oala."
"yes."
"Wait a moment."
Arutai paused and looked at Mu Zhuoer.
"Have the brothers who attacked the Ming army at night come back?"
"not yet……"
"Report——!"
Horse hooves stamped outside the tent, interrupting Arutai's words.
After a while, a burly man walked into the camp: "Wang, Taishi, the night attack on the Ming army failed. We are unlucky. The Ming army marched at night and responded too quickly, causing almost no harm to the Ming army."
"It doesn't matter, just bite them." Mu Zhuoer's target is not the Ming army, but the Wala, "Abu is dying, didn't I say it before? I don't want to kill the enemy, just hinder the pace of the Ming army.
, you don’t have to rush back in person to report the news, right?”
Ab just said in a deep voice: "King, after the first battle without any results, we rested for a day. When we went for the second night attack, we found that the number of the Ming army was obviously less. I suspect that they may be rushing to help Oara.
Coming."
"Seriously?" Arutai was surprised, "Mingting would openly help Wala, is it so selfless?"
"It's just a guess. I can't guarantee whether this is the case." Abu shook his head slightly, "But it is possible."
Arutai was silent, and the two looked at Mu Zhuoer, "Wang, what should we do now?"
"It's very possible that the Ming army... no, it's definitely coming to help Wala." Mu Zhuoer felt a little tired, "The emperor of the Ming Dynasty is really hard to deceive!"
After succeeding last time, she felt a little swollen and thought it would work this time, but reality slapped her hard in the face.
"Then do we want to withdraw?" Abu said anxiously, "The Ming army is still as powerful as ever. If we really have to go head-to-head, I'm afraid..."
"We can't retreat!" Arutai retorted, "We have suffered so much loss in this attack on Wa La. If we retreat now, all our previous efforts will be in vain."
Ab Jian did not dare to refute, so he looked at Mu Zhuoer and asked her what she meant.
Mu Zhuoer was in a dilemma. Reason told her that she should withdraw, but subjectively she didn't want to withdraw.
As Arutai said, all previous efforts in retreating at this time have been wasted, and all previous efforts have been in vain.
After struggling for a long time, Mu Zhuoer said: "Abu, please go back and deal with the Ming army immediately. You only need to hold back the main force of the Ming army."
"Yes." Abu just bowed before exiting the camp.
Mu Zhuoer continued: "Arutai, increase your efforts to attack Oala Pass. You will personally supervise the battle and break through Oala as soon as possible."
"Yes." Arutai took the order and left.
Mu Zhuoer sighed and frowned: "Ming Ting's response was so quick, but... after all, I had the upper hand;
The Ming army probably couldn't catch up, and even if it caught up, it wouldn't matter if you think about it. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty would not be so generous, and he would only send 8,000 men, which would have little impact on the overall situation."
…
"Li Jianjun, how is the situation in Wala?" Zhu Zhanji breathed a long sigh of relief when he saw Li Qing coming back.
Although he has great confidence in Li Qing, it is a battlefield after all, and no one can guarantee that he will be safe and sound.
"It's okay for the time being, but it won't last much longer." Li Qing said, "We have reached an agreement with Tuohuan. When our army arrives, we will attack the Tatars from both sides."
After a pause, "The situation in Wala is urgent now, we have to speed up the march."
Zhu Zhanji said to the soldiers: "Send the order: bury the pot and make rice. After eating and drinking, speed up the march."
Yu Qian came up to greet him, exchanged a few words with Li Qing, and asked: "Li Shangshu, I just saw that there are dozens of Wala people coming with you. Are they leading the way?"
"Well, when you said that, I remembered it." Li Qing looked at Zhu Zhanji with a smile, "The new eldest son who is having sex this time is also here. Would you like to meet the emperor's grandson?"
"That's fine." Zhu Zhanji nodded, and then said: "Call me Marshal from now on."
"..."
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"Cholos Boyantemur, I have met the Emperor's grandson, the Marshal." The young man saluted and spoke in broken Chinese, but he could understand him.
There are so many Tamerlanes on the grassland... Zhu Zhanji was vomiting in his heart, but his face was very gentle: "Without courtesy, go and call your guards. It's been a hard journey. Let's rest for a while before we continue on our way."
Boyan Timur bowed his hands according to Han etiquette, got on his horse, and went to call for the guards.
——
After eating and resting for half an hour, the Ming army continued on their way, much faster than before.
Two days later, the Ming army approached the main battlefield.
At this time, the battle between Oara and the Tatars also reached a fever pitch.