Chapter 400: Capture the thief first and capture the king first
By taking only the cavalry to join his son Noyendala in the east, Ordos Ten Thousand Houses can preserve the most combat power.
But then, in order to break through Fengzhoutan and Datong North, which are already full of Ming troops, they must pass through the flanks of the Ming Dynasty Northern Expedition Yongxiebu from the Daqing Mountain area. At the same time, so many tribesmen in Ordos can only
being abandoned.
If we take the tribe here with us, can our son escape alone?
Gunbilik didn't spend much time hesitating: "Break through to Yinshan Mountain!"
The Ming army could not pursue him for too long. Noyendala had crossed the Yellow River, and the Ming army had to divide its forces to encircle and suppress him.
Gunbilik suppressed the grief in his heart and shouted loudly: "Protect the two wings and cut off the way back, Ordos will not be destroyed!"
No tribe is purely a warrior, it must have tribesmen. The more women and children who survive, the greater the hope of the tribe in the future.
With the sound of trumpets and shouts, the vast area of 20 to 30 miles along the Yellow River entered the most tragic state.
"We can't leave anymore, quickly pack up the tent and take care of the children!"
The instinct of survival is in conflict with the instinct of family continuation. The number of 70,000 to 80,000 old, young, women and children has been reduced a lot. When they heard the order to break out of Yinshan Mountain, many old people took out wooden spears, or bows and arrows that were used for self-defense.
They were also tribal warriors, but they were already old.
Now, this is probably where they return to the embrace of Changshengtian.
In the formation on the west side of the battlefield, Tang Shunzhi watched through the telescope as more people emerged from the Taolu camp and spread out on the two wings with weapons. He couldn't see the faces of those people from here, but he could see that they were shorter and some were smaller.
He has a very curvy body.
It was very tragic, but Tang Shunzhi did not forget the suffering of the Han people on the border for thousands of years.
He calmly issued the order: "The Tatars are ready to retreat. Go northeast for another five hundred steps!"
He had already seen this scene when he broke through Dengkou.
Now, it's just a bigger scale.
From there, they received a supply of food and allowed the captured Tatars to begin building Dengkou City under the supervision of the border troops rushing from Ningxia.
Tang Shunzhi not only wanted to defeat the Taolu, but also wanted to secure the Loop and run it well in the future.
Therefore, he needs more prisoners. There are still many defense projects to be completed in the city, the pass, the fortress, and the Hetao behind.
"Dutai, there are too many Tatars. Can Zhen'anbo be able to withstand them?"
Zhang Jing felt his scalp numb as he looked at the tens of thousands of captives moving northward in Wuyangyang.
Even if Yan Chunsheng is a divine general, can he really stop so many fleeing Tatars?
Tang Shunzhi already knew Yan Chunsheng's record, but he could only say: "Zhen'an Bo is not a reckless person, Ting Yi need not worry."
It is indeed difficult to resist Yan Chunsheng, even though the total number of cavalry under his command exceeds three thousand.
But there were too many captives, and there were almost several times the number of cattle, sheep, and horses.
Just like what Zhu Qi encountered that day, they could only rely on the horses they brought with them to fight this battle, but the Taolu cavalry could go to the camp to change horses.
But this time, Yan Chunsheng couldn't make them all surrender just by talking.
The desperate Taoluo wanted to break through the tenacious Ming cavalry in the north.
But their fighting methods are also very strange.
Until now, they had mostly just stayed in place like nails, shooting from a distance. But for about 20 to 30% of them, the range and accuracy of their arrows frightened even the Taolu cavalry. When a charge slipped through the periphery, it was only one of them.
About 20% to 30% of people will increase their horse speed and approach to pursue.
When the captives needed to return to camp to change their horses, they also went back and exchanged horses with others, taking turns to rest their horses.
That's how they persist until now.
But, there is no way to hold on anymore, right?
Yan Chunsheng also knew that he could not hold on much longer, as the rations for the horses he had brought with him had been exhausted.
Under the snow in winter, there is no grass to feed the horses. Although people are not invincible, there will be some tacit truce moments in the middle, which allows them to kill some injured horses and cook them for meat. But if this continues,
No more.
"Move! Everyone move! Drive the sheep! Cut them off! Circle them! Keep as many as you can and drive them towards the Yellow River!"
Yan Chunsheng issued the order: "Raise the flag! Blow the brass horn!"
Bronze trumpets have long existed, and the suona is one of them. It is used to carry out sound transmission in the military. Now the new system also stipulates that the trumpet should be blown to charge to let the friendly forces know.
Each commander has only one brass trumpet with a loud sound.
Now, Yan Chunsheng's charge horn is blowing.
Gunbilik made a decision, and the Ming army will also make a decision.
It is impossible to keep them all here, so now we must create the greatest chaos and cut off more people.
Amidst the sound of charge, the Ming cavalry in the north no longer conserved their power, and more than 3,000 people formed a torrent and cut straight through the middle of the large group of Taolu Yingpan to the north like a blade.
As Yan Chunsheng said, when the pressure comes, people and animals will adjust the direction like instinct.
This is something Yan Chunsheng also learned while "migrating" with Duoyanbu.
Now when he heard the sound of brass horns coming from the battlefield to the north and saw the direction they were heading, Tang Shunzhi ordered without hesitation: "Xu Qianhu, your people stay behind to block the enemies who have not yet crossed the river. The rest of them charge into the formation.
Divide the captives!"
With the sounds of the battlefield in the west, Zhu Qi, who was in the battlefield in the east, couldn't care less: "The Shenwei Artillery Battalion continues to bombard the river. Shen Qianhu, you leave the guard. For the rest, the sword player is in the front, the bird gun player is in the middle, and the tiger squatting cannon
After that, go northwest and encircle us!"
This tacit understanding is Tang Shunzhi's judgment of the battle situation, Yan Chunsheng's decisive penetration into the center of the most dangerous captive army, and Zhu Qi's almost blind trust in Yan Chunsheng and Tang Shunzhi.
In any case, the Ming army tried this way without the main force of the Taolu cavalry collapsing, and launched an encirclement of nearly 100,000 Taolu soldiers and civilians from three directions.
Appearing on the outermost edge of the two wings of the Taolu were actually old men wildly waving wooden spears, inferior bows, and old knives. They rushed towards them risking their lives. They did not seek to defeat the enemy, but they sought to slow down the Ming army and consume a little bit.
their arrows and projectiles.
The speed of the infantry could not keep up with the cavalry, but Yan Chunsheng's troops were invincible. They first cut through the captives and headed west, then made a circle with their horses to the southeast, cut through the already defenseless women and children again, and then continued to circle north.
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More than 70% of the Taolu cavalry no longer took care of the rear wings, leaving only a small number to block Tang Shunzhi and Zhu Qi's infantry. The main force only pursued Yan Chunsheng's cavalry, hoping to completely clear the tribe's path to escape north.
Behind Yan Chunsheng, the cavalrymen outside the special operations camp were shot and fell from their horses much faster.
"Outside of the special operations camp, go directly to the captive women and children and shoot them to cause chaos! Other brothers, capture the thief first, capture the king, or find the leader!"
Yan Chunsheng changed his routine, and the team of captive women and children was penetrated twice, which was already a bit chaotic. Now the Ming cavalry divided into two branches on the way to the north, with one group of 2,000 people heading southwest, and one group heading southwest.
More than 700 people headed northwest.
In the rapid interlacing, it is also difficult to find the leader of the Luqi and kill him.
In the current situation, even if they kill some leaders, it will not be of much use. The Tatars have two clear goals in mind: to get rid of the Ming cavalry and flee north.
But if we kill some of the leaders, more cavalry may forget one of their goals and flee northward with the clansmen who have been divided by Yan Chunsheng and others.
At this time, Gunbilik and his cavalry guards were passing through the people, trying to run to the north. This would not only lead to a clearer direction, but also be safer.
Yan Chunsheng again dug through the more scattered northern captives along the northwest direction. After shooting a round of western captives, the two sides had passed each other.
He took a look, and sure enough, more than two hundred horsemen fled northward. He couldn't hear the noisy shouts over there, and he thought some of them would turn their horses around and come back to rob them.
At this time, chaos broke out among the Taolu group in the south.
Yan Chunsheng glanced over and saw only a mass of chaotic patterns and three lines appearing in the dark tide, like a black pool.
The chaotic pattern was the cavalry brought by Zhu Qi. They clashed in the center of the Taolu, causing chaos.
And those three lines came from the south. The middle one went straight towards the Ming cavalry, while the two sides flanked them. As they marched, the Taolu women and children automatically made way for them in panic.
With Yan Chunsheng's eyesight, he saw the large banner at the front of the middle line, and his eyes lit up.
"Hurry over! We need to save the brothers in Taiyuan Town! Take out the last remaining grenades, wait for my order, and throw them to the south!"
The remaining nearly 700 riders of the special operations battalion increased their speed again, heading straight from the northwest to the southeast. Judging from the momentum, it was another penetration.
The distance was too far, Zhu Qi couldn't see clearly in the southeast, and Tang Shunzhi didn't notice it for a while.
But they all saw the captives fleeing northward at a faster speed, whether it was the cavalry who stayed behind to stop them, or the women and children.
"Get over it! Speed up your pace, work harder, and those who raise the cannon will also run!"
Under their feet, there was already a purgatory, and countless old Taolu people fell in this area.
The Crouching Tiger Cannon is very heavy, but now that the decisive moment has come, they can only pay attention to their steps so as not to fall, draining all the energy in their bodies and forcing them to rush forward with the army.
On the entire battlefield, only the Ming Dynasty cavalry, which had only about two thousand soldiers left in the north, was trying to slow down their flight north.
Suddenly, a rumbling sound could be heard.
After the special operations team once again penetrated the large group of captives from the west, a burst of fire mixed with blood exploded densely in an area, just like purgatory on earth.
Gunbilik looked westward in the formation, his pupils shrinking.
How come there are such powerful firearms on the cavalry?
"Jinong, be careful!"
The general only had time to remind him that a group of cavalry was also separated from the center line to intercept them northwest.
However, Yan Chunsheng's subordinates were like murderous gods, rushing straight towards this direction from that direction, not caring about how many women, children, carts and other debris were blocking the way.
The group of cavalry that Gunbilik wanted to outflank in the west had been blown away. The tribesmen near them turned into directionless zombies crying in fear. The whole area was in chaos.
But the Taolu women and children standing in front of Yan Chunsheng could clearly see the armor on their bodies and their faces. They had no weapons and would only get out of the way instinctively.
There are carts, cattle and sheep, and obstacles, which are no longer a problem for the special operations battalion. They have cut through them several times.
Yan Chunsheng only had eyes for the big banner.
Five hundred steps, he searched for the target, holding the reins in one hand to adjust the direction to avoid obstacles, and holding the bow in the other hand.
"Thirty steps behind me, one hundred and thirty steps ahead, launch!"
The subordinates of the special operations battalion were already very sensitive to the boss's voice. As soon as the order came out, several cavalrymen within thirty steps behind Yan Chunsheng immediately subconsciously opened their bows, raised their arrows, and threw them high.
During the march, when the arrows rained down, the nearest arrow was less than fifty steps away from Yan Chunsheng.
"Shoot again! Fifty steps back, one hundred and fifty steps forward!"
Four hundred steps later, Gunbilik looked timidly at the cavalry in the northwest who used arrows to clear the way. Their speed did not slow down amid so many tribesmen in a chaotic formation.
Yan Chunsheng made a move, and as fast as lightning, the general of the cavalry who rushed out to protect him was hit by an arrow in the face, and was carried by the horse for more than ten steps before falling to the ground.
"Eighty steps back, one hundred and eighty steps forward, shoot again!"
This time it was a larger-scale ejection. The soldiers in the rear who were not within the range of Yan Chunsheng's order fired at the people next to them. The soldiers of the special operations battalion within the range of the order gritted their teeth and concentrated on drawing their bows to full capacity.
It's very dangerous. If the force is not strong enough, the last arrow may be stuck in the boss's Tianling Cap when it falls.
That's not a joke.
The buzzing sound of bow strings urged people to die, and Yan Chunsheng saw the strange movement in front of him. The arrows scattered from only a dozen steps in front of him to a place sixty or seventy steps away, nailing some people to death, and some were stuck on the ground.
But after these three rounds, the women and children in front had completely dispersed. Some people were reluctant to part with their family wealth, and they had the energy to pull away from the car.
The panicked cattle and sheep rushed in all directions. Yan Chunsheng saw the large banner subconsciously giving way to the northeast, and the cavalry escort that had re-divided to intercept him.
That's almost enough.
Yan Chunsheng took a deep breath.
This time, he was watching from outside Zhen'an Fort.
This time he was in the enemy formation, galloping on horseback.
However, there is only one chance.
The horse couldn't hold on any longer, and neither could his brother.
This time, Yan Chunsheng, who only shot one arrow during the attack, still had the strength of his arms to shoot out arrows continuously.
With the first arrow, Gunbilik's large banner broke the top rope.
With the second arrow, a guard looked up subconsciously under the banner and his imagination was widened.
For the third arrow, Gunbilik turned his head subconsciously when he heard the screams of the guards around him, and opened his mouth when he looked at Yan Chunsheng.
There were actually guards beside him, but another one fell down.
"One hundred steps back! Two hundred steps forward! Shoot!"
After adjusting his direction, Yan Chunsheng finally shouted, and the response was a deafening roar: "Kill!"
"Buzz!" After a louder sound of bowstrings, the arrows slid through an arc in the air and nailed around the large banner that was floating randomly.
The instinct of survival made the soldiers who had heard this buzzing sound several times try to hide on the sides of their horses to avoid it, and Gombrick did the same.
But he has been exposed, and there is no barrier between him and Yan Chunsheng.
Yan Chunsheng couldn't aim at his head, which was hiding on the side of the horse's neck. However, as long as a person is riding a horse, more than half of his buttocks and legs must rest on the horse's back.
The last three arrows were shot together, and Yan Chunsheng immediately shouted loudly in Mongolian: "Gunbilik has been captured alive, and those who surrender will not be killed!"
The brothers in the special operations battalion know what the boss likes to hear, and they also know what to shout at this time.
"Kill Bodie first, then capture Gunbilik! Zhen Amber is mighty!"
"Kill Bodie first, then capture Gunbilik! Zhen Amber is mighty!"
The voices of hundreds of people were insignificant among the noisy cries and whistlings of the captives, but a mere hundred steps was not that far away.
Gunbilik, who was hit by three arrows in his butt and left leg, fell off his horse. The guards around him were busy snatching him up. Yan Chunsheng and the nearest Ming army could now kill him more calmly.
With their abilities and the surge of adrenaline from having accomplished another extraordinary feat at this moment, everyone seemed invincible.
When Yan Chunsheng arrived first, he even flew to seize an ownerless horse, then bent down and snatched Gunbilik from the arm of the guard next to him who had an arrow in his throat, and then killed him with one arm on the horse.
Gunbilik raised it up in front of him and turned his horse around.
"Dismount! Descend!"
With his other hand, he pulled out the dagger from his waist, and with a single stroke from left to right, he had severed the tendons in Gunbilik's hands.
In the blink of an eye, the generals of the special operations battalion stopped running and formed a circle around Yan Chunsheng.
"Surrender or not!" Yan Chunsheng cut off the three arrow shafts on Gunbilik's body, lifted him to sit in front of him, and placed the dagger across his throat.
There are still arrow clusters on the buttocks and legs. Now that Yan Chunsheng is so rough, Gunbilik has screamed in agony. With the cold in his throat, what else can Gunbilik think about?
"Down! Down!"
"shout out!"
"I! The lord of Ordos, Khan Ting Jinong Gunbilik, orders you to put down your weapons, dismount and surrender!"
"Let your bodyguards shout together!"
To the east and west, Tang Shunzhi and Zhu Qi were still five or six miles away, and they could only hear noisy but sad and angry sounds from the north.
Then, the women and children in the second half of the large Taoist army that they could see gradually knelt down, like waves on the grassland. And many cavalrymen, some fled north, and some dismounted.
The special operations battalion and the cavalry brought by Zhu Qi had less than two thousand left in total.
But they were already very skilled. First, the special operations battalion quickly captured the horses of the Gunbilik Guards Cavalry, and then taught Zhu Qi's men to do the same.
Then, they assigned more than 300 people to guard Yan Chunsheng, while the rest began to circle and drive away.
The Taolu in the south were at a loss, while the Taolu in the north didn't care what happened behind them.
Amid the huge chaos, the infantry led by Tang Shunzhi and Zhu Qi were approaching.
Yan Chunsheng had the courage to hold Gunbilik hostage: "The 30,000 tribesmen to the east of you have surrendered to me. If you surrender, you can survive. If your son still wants to save you, it will depend on whether I am quick with my sword or not."
Are the arrows accurate?"
Gombrick had already deeply felt how accurate his arrows were.
With his life in his hands, Gunbilik burst into tears, regretting that he should not have crossed the river so late.
"Bodie...you killed him too..."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Yan Chunsheng pinched the horse's belly, "While walking, shout, make your subordinates and clansmen kneel down!"
Gunbilik, who had an arrow in his butt, was riding a bumpy horse and just wanted to end this nightmare as soon as possible.
I said he is greedy for pleasure, how long has it been since he suffered like this?
More than a thousand Ming cavalry who had captured the enemy's horses were vigilantly collecting the weapons of the surrendered Gunbilik guards. Yan Chunsheng only escorted Gunbilik and walked in the formation of the Taolu women and children.
Those who still want to escape can't be stopped.
How much can be left?
When Tang Shunzhi, Zhu Qi and others arrived, what they saw was Yan Chunsheng holding the half-dead Gunbilik everywhere to recruit surrender.
I know he's fierce, but people can't be that fierce, right?