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Chapter 398 Reunion by the Yellow River

 People often burst out with outrageous potential in the most extreme situations.

The Ming army was like this, and so were the Mongols.

The matter has come to this, and we must fight for our lives.

Zhu Qi, who had already lost more than half of his troops, did not collapse because they knew they could not escape. The Mongols had more troops, but they were already more tired and fewer.

Therefore, they knew that their only chance to survive had come: to defeat the Mongols together with the 600 tough men brought by Yan Chunsheng.

The same is true for the Mongols.

"Don't be afraid of them! Defeat them as quickly as possible before we can leave. We can't wait for their reinforcements from the west to come!"

The abilities of Yan Chunsheng and the people he brought were frightening. He said that he was the one who killed Bodi with an arrow, and the Mongols believed him. The cavalry that was chasing them suddenly had Yan Chunsheng and the others as the core, which further confirmed that Yan Chunsheng

He's an incredible person.

And they came from the west. Tens of thousands of tribesmen from the north of the Yellow River in Ordos gathered there. Why did they come here so easily?

Therefore, another sentence said by Yan Chunsheng seems to be credible: Those who blocked the Ming army in the west and those who connected with the main force of Jinong in the middle are finished. Now, it is their turn to move to the east to block the river.

The coalition forces of the Ming Army in the east.

Even if they can only escape, they cannot let others hang their tail. Apart from annihilating them, there is no way to allow the tribe's old, weak, women and children to still safely migrate north and be caught up more slowly.

"Don't save arrows!"

No matter how skilled they are, they still don't have a shield, right?

After some instructions, another cavalry leader prepared to lead the tribal cavalry to rush over and throw a hail of arrows.

Then I just felt a cold light flying in front of my eyes, and then I felt severe pain in my face, and finally I became ignorant.

Yan Chunsheng held an incomparably strong bow in his hand, drew an arrow again, and shouted: "Fu Ninghou, there is no need to protect our brothers, beware of them, old, young, women, and children escaping in one fell swoop!"

Zhu Qi felt his scalp numb when he heard this: Are you serious?

If such a large tribal migration team really wanted to disperse in a hurry, how could it be stopped?

And isn’t it bad to flee in defeat? To flee in defeat is to win!

But now Zhu Qi chose to listen to Yan Chunsheng's words. He turned around and saw that he was looking for the leader who gave orders to shoot arrows. He felt that he was simply a demon.

The "specialty" of the special operations battalion is that they have sufficient physical strength and basic skills, and they can also ensure a high success rate in implementing tactics.

The current tactic is to attack the heart.

The only five cannons were not used to attack the cavalry, and the remaining masters prioritized the leaders to shoot arrows, and Yan Chunsheng asked Zhu Qi to make a gesture to intercept their escape.

Coupled with Yan Chunsheng's rhetoric: "You stupid people, don't you even know that you were betrayed by Gunbilik? Nearly a hundred thousand people in the west have already migrated to the place and set up camp. Why are you the only ones still walking slowly on the road?

?In the past, thousands of cavalry and a large tribe of 30,000 to 40,000 people would have been attractive enough to Ming Dynasty. But what he did not expect was that Ming Dynasty would completely take back the Hetao this time! Surrender now, and you can still serve Ming Dynasty in the future.

Grazing and continuing to live in this richer pasture!"

He shouted out the Mongolian language he had learned, but Yan Chunsheng did not stop at all.

But his voice echoed nearby and was heard by many people.

After chasing Zhu Qi for nearly two hours, there were actually more than 4,000 Taolu cavalry here.

But now, the leaders of the more than 4,000 cavalry are being killed continuously. After the special operations battalion arrived, the battle loss ratio on both sides quickly developed to an outrageous level.

Everyone in the special operations battalion knows that now is what the boss calls the "critical moment." In addition to bows and arrows, there is no need to save on firearms.

They cooperated in groups of three or five, with one or two people holding bows and arrows to point out those in the distance, and one or two holding blunderbuss to kill those nearby. If they encountered a gathering, each person would throw out the few grenades they carried.

Yan Chunsheng shouted again: "I promise that I can run for the first time, so I can only keep running! Follow him to the territory of Khalkha, can you have a pasture? Go to the territory of Uliangha, can you endure the cold there?

Really? If the Ming Dynasty can accommodate the three tribes of Duoyan, it can accommodate you! Will you surrender?"

At this moment, there were really more than a thousand people surrounding 30,000 people.

When people are in the most frightened situations, they often act blindly.

Maybe the false news that thousands of households in Ordos have been basically wiped out is too shocking, maybe it’s too outrageous that their generals kept falling off their horses after Yan Chunsheng was born, and the remaining cavalry just blindly followed their fighting instincts, but lost their spirit.

and direction.

The old, young, women, and children huddled together in a large group were like lambs, and Zhu Qi and the others turned into a herding horse team, forcing them to squeeze toward the center of the circle.

In fact, there were many cattle and sheep in the large migration team.

The Tiger Crouching Cannon changed its direction and angle, and the soldiers of the special operations battalion who had not dismounted all turned their horses to form a charging arrow, but first galloped northwest, and then began to turn and head west.

There were only three hundred people left beside Yan Chunsheng, and more than a hundred people had dismounted and would not move any further.

Yan Chunsheng walked forward with his bow in hand, looking at the more than three thousand Mongolian cavalry who were reorganizing on the opposite side.

He kept walking, and his five guards followed behind him.

As his footsteps approached, the Mongolian cavalry began to stir. But now, they no longer had a commander with a high enough status who could convince everyone. So this kind of commotion seemed very blind.

Should you rush over or run away?

Yan Chunsheng thought they could probably hear it, so he spoke again: "You can escape, but can your tribesmen escape? You have escaped. On the ice and snow grassland, without the cattle and sheep accumulated by the tribe, can you survive? Choose

Give birth to a new clan leader, select the most beautiful girl in the clan like the Duoyan tribe, and submit to the Ming Dynasty from then on, so that you can survive on the grassland without the Khan Court!"

He raised his arm, opened his bow, and fired the arrow in one go. An arrow landed very accurately just two steps in front of the horse's hooves of the outermost member of the Mongolian cavalry. The nearby horses were so startled that they neighed and squeezed back and to the side.

step.

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

After Yan Chunsheng shouted, the five people behind him, as well as the more than two hundred people behind him, as well as the special operations battalion cavalry who had already rounded a corner and gained accelerating distance and rushed over, all roared in unison.

"Those who surrender will not be killed!"

Zhu Qi felt something different over there, because none of them could speak Mongolian. Now that Yan Chunsheng was shouting constantly, and now they were shouting something vigorously, Zhu Qi could roughly guess what it meant.

So he just shouted: "The Ming Dynasty will be victorious!"

"The Ming Dynasty will be victorious!"

Being able to communicate in a foreign language, physical communication coupled with verbal communication finally allowed Yan Chunsheng to achieve incredible results and truly achieve unimaginable feats.

After losing most of the young and strong leaders who could fight, the more than 3,000 remaining horsemen who were like headless flies felt despair to the core.

Ordos is gone, Anda has rebelled, and the tens of thousands of households in the central government must be bleeding like rivers now, and the grasslands are no longer the grasslands of the past.

Last winter, the Han people were able to occupy the city of Anda.

This year, so many of them came to Hetao that Jinong had to dispatch all the tribes north of the Yellow River to divide into three groups: east, middle, and west to help them escape north. And for the few remaining leaders, they knew that this was not the end of the world.

end.

After Jinong brought his main force to the north of the Yellow River, cattle and sheep from all tribes gathered in this area. How could that be possible?

Next, their original plan was to continue going north, first cross the Yin Mountains and annex Khalkha, then reprimand Anda, and become the new Khan of the Khan Court after the battle between Tumote and Chahar.

I can't stay in the Loop any longer.

But these two or three generations of them all grew up in Hetao. The aquatic plants here are indeed much better than those in the north of Yinshan Mountain.

The special operations battalion cavalry finally approached, and finally someone took the lead and dropped the bow in his hand and the quiver of arrows on his back.

Yan Chunsheng raised his arms and shouted loudly: "Stop! Don't shoot the arrow!"

So the well-trained cavalry of the special operations battalion stopped more than 300 steps away from them, and changed from a charging position to a vigilant one.

Zhu Qi watched dumbfoundedly from a distance as the more than 3,000 cavalrymen dropped their weapons and dismounted one after another.

At this moment, he fell into deep self-questioning. If it weren't for the fact that this title was passed down from his ancestors, what kind of garbage would he be in front of people like Tang Shunzhi, Yu Dayou, Yan Chunsheng, and Li Jin?

A long time later, when the special operations battalion received so many war horses and the more than 3,000 young men returned to their tribesmen, and Yan Chunsheng took him to a farther place, Zhu Qi was more sure of his garbage.

Yan Chunsheng said solemnly: "I deceived them! About eighty miles to the southwest, there are at least 70,000 to 80,000 captives there, most of whom are old, young, women, and children. I only brought 600 people with me, and I can't eat them!"

Only then did Zhu Qi realize that he was brave and resourceful.

"We can't let the Tatars here know about it now, and we can't kill them all. If they continue to kill, people will escape and the news will leak out, the next step will be difficult. Mr. Marquis, drive them all to Liang first.

On the other side of the city, camp outside the city. Now there are horses, cattle and sheep. Take your brothers, eat and drink well, and let's go and capture those 70,000 to 80,000 people!"

Zhu Qi's heart was pounding: "I divided two thousand people and I'm heading over there. They are all cavalry. They separated just the day before yesterday. I told them to go slower. The news from Datong has been cut off and they haven't come yet.

.”

"Maybe there are some Tatar sentries in this area. I'll send someone there." Yan Chunsheng thought for a while and then said, "Master Marquis, for the two thousand soldiers you allocated, find them first and let them go north. We have to

Eat and drink enough, bring some dry food, and prepare more bows and arrows."

"Okay! I'll send someone to look for it right now. Now that the Tatars here have surrendered, this area is no longer dangerous." Zhu Qi spent the rest of his life rediscovering the joy of hugging Wang Shouren's thigh in Xuan Mansion, "It's them

There are many people, so if we let them go to Liangcheng, nothing will go wrong, right?"

"I'll take care of this matter. Lord Marquis can just prevent anyone else from getting into trouble!"

After Yan Chunsheng exchanged the latest situation with him, he turned around and headed there.

At this moment, the situation changed. Now that they had disarmed their weapons, even though they were outnumbered, they could only hope that the Han general who killed Bodi would keep his promise. If he really broke his promise and wanted to massacre them, they would have no choice but to kill them.

They dispersed and fled for their lives. There were so many people, so many people could escape.

Yan Chunsheng had no intention of actually killing them, it was just the first step.

Arriving outside their temporary camp consisting of a car formation, Yan Chunsheng waited quietly for their elders to come out.

After a long time, several old men and three young men came out together and knelt down on the snow first under the gaze of the Ming army.

"You are not from the same tribe." Yan Chunsheng said, "I have also killed the lord of Haraqin."

There was another new news, and they felt their hearts tremble. Haraqin was on the other side of Yongxiebu. Why did this general appear from the west?

"From the vicinity of Kaiping, my general swept all the way along the north of Yinshan Mountain to the west, and then to the south of Yinshan Mountain." Yan Chunsheng boasted half-truths and half-false lies while creating pressure, "You have been killing people for many years to survive on the grassland.

Han people, now we are avenging the large-scale invasion of the Khan's court back then. If you still hold grudges, Yongshebu, who has completely disappeared, is an example!"

"Brave General Zhebie, we dare not..."

Yan Chunsheng was delighted to receive the title, without changing his expression: "Don't worry, I will do what I say, general. The woman donated by the Duoyan Tribunal is now your Majesty's concubine. From now on, she will become a subject of the Ming Dynasty, which is a big deal for you."

Good news. Now, first of all, let me, the general, believe in your sincere surrender. Next, I, the general, do not need to drive the young men of your clan to work for the Ming Dynasty, so first, gather your war horses, bows and arrows, and scimitars. From now on,

You don’t need this anymore!”

He paused and said in a cold voice: "If you don't want to, then I don't mind slaughtering you completely. If you plan to rely on the large number of people and be lucky enough to escape from here, you can try it."

"...We don't dare." The Mongolian elder said with a bitter smile.

General Jebie, who had extraordinary archery skills, and his hundreds of subordinates who were almost equal to each other, may not be able to kill everyone, but they had the ability to choose who to shoot first.

At least they who have been elected to negotiate with the Han people will definitely not survive.

When Yan Chunsheng used his own coercion to pull out all the horses from them, this group of Mongolian tribes completely lost the possibility of a quick escape.

After all the weapons they had left in the tribe were confiscated, even a decent resistance could not be organized.

There must have been some retained, and Yan Chunsheng knew this too.

But then, he just stayed here, eating their sheep and living in their divided tents.

Three days later, the first batch of Ming troops finally arrived.

Seeing that the people were coming from the east, some Mongolians probably realized that the Ordos households were probably not destroyed. According to what the Han general said, the Han army should have come faster from the west.

But it's no longer important.

The special operations battalion is used as scouts and messengers, and its capabilities are better than others. Now that they are very clear about the safety of this area, the infantry under the command of Zhu Qi speed up their march in the direction of Datong and arrive one after another.

There is no need to worry too much about food. For such a large Mongolian tribe, the cattle and sheep they brought over will be enough to replenish the food for a while.

Next, the Ming army regrouped here.

Of the 600 people in the special operations battalion, seven of them were killed in the battle that day, and there were dozens of injured soldiers.

Yan Chunsheng had 500 direct descendants, and Zhu Qi took 500 cavalry and 8,000 infantry who came from behind. In addition to the people who came here from the direction of Datong, 5,000 people had to be left behind to escort these Tatars to Liangcheng.

They re-selected those who were good at riding and used Tatar horses. Now there was a cavalry force of 3,000 men, plus 5,000 infantry, heading west.

Seeing this situation, it is obvious that the battle in the west is not over yet.

Yan Chunsheng didn't need to worry about whether the Mongols regretted it. They missed the first few days, but now they were rushed by the Ming army who had known the news for a long time, and there were more people coming from behind. They could no longer escape.

The horses are gone, the bows, arrows and scimitars are gone.

A deputy general in Datong was responsible for commanding everything here. He looked at Yan Chunsheng with awe and envy. Zhu Qi led the army and left, knowing that he could not earn his share of great achievements with the general.

However, Zhen'an Bo has confessed that His Majesty wants to conquer the grassland. This coalition of ethnic groups that was the first to surrender is an excellent example. In order to make them willing to surrender, Zhen'an Bo has promised them to donate beautiful girls and imitate Duoyan.

With the grace of the three departments, he also has merit in doing this well.

To the west, Yan Chunsheng took the military talisman Zhu Qi gave him and said solemnly: "Master Marquis, there are too many Tatars there. We must kill as many as we can first. I will take two thousand people with me.

The two thousand you send over first must stop them from escaping to the north. The east side is left to the Marquis. It is only a few dozen miles away, so we must attack them in one go. Kill them. There are cattle, sheep, and dried meat there, so there is no need.

Worry about food and fodder! The Tatars who may march across the river from the east will be handed over to the brothers who move behind. Gunbilik himself cannot take the risk and cross the river from the east."

"Don't worry, General Yan! At dawn two days from now, we will definitely start a war here!"

"Okay! Let's meet again by the Yellow River!"

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