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Chapter Thirteen Outside Wuli Village

Wang Shouren's luck was not good. At least, before he could possess the great weapon of "unity of knowledge and action", he met the little prince, a Mongolian hero who grew up from blood.

A group of fierce Mongolian knights rushed their horses wildly, and passed by a group of Ming soldiers at extremely high speeds. Arrows rained down like rain. The warriors who had grown up on horses since childhood, fighting on horses were like having four legs.

It seems that a Ming army can be harvested with one arrow.

These were more than two hundred soldiers recruited from Hunyuan Prefecture. The little prince used the siege and reinforcement tactics quite skillfully. In addition to the large Ming army coming from the west, there were also Ming troops coming from the north, south and east.

The army was wiped out one by one by him.

"Why not attack the enemies to the west?" All the households wanted to kill more Ming troops so that they would have less worries when looting.

The little prince smiled slightly but said nothing. He never explained his strategic intentions, because there was no warrior in Mongolia who was worthy of discussing military strategy with him.

Wang Shouren was sitting on the south city wall, with the golden dragon flag of the Ming Dynasty fluttering in the wind above his head. The emperor's ceremonial guard, drawn up by Prime Minister Li Shanchang himself, had countless flags, the most famous of which were the twelve dragon flags, composed of ten

Two soldiers are in charge.

In the ceremonial guard, the banner festival, the ring festival, the golden festival, the candle cage, the green dragon and white tiger banner, the ban sword, the stick, the standing melon, the lying melon, the ceremonial knife, the stirrup, the halberd, the bone and so on were often given by the emperor.

Give honors to meritorious officials and high-ranking civil servants to show their respect and respect.

But the imperial dragon flag has never been given by an emperor to his ministers, because it represents "the emperor's personal presence". It is different from the dragon flag used by the Ming army in battle. In the words of later generations, this is called identity, and this is called status. Carrying it

As a minister wearing the imperial dragon flag, no matter how big an official you meet, if you are the first to greet others, you will appear to be very unqualified.

However, this is also a reminder. Up and down Wuli Village, there are more than 7,000 Ming troops and more than 20,000 civilians, including the imperial envoy Wang Shouren and the military supervisor Zhang Yong. No one can take a step back. What is placed in front of them

, there are only two ways: either die in battle; or repel the Mongols.

The little prince's tactics are like the power of water. There is no fixed formula. Tunnel, fire attack, ant attack, as long as there are siege methods that have appeared in history, the little prince has used them all over.

Wuli Village is different from Pialingkou. It is the headquarters of the Andong Zhongtun Guards. The hereditary commander Zhu Zhengzhu is different from the unknown Baihu Lord at Pialingkou. The land needs to be scraped.

If the concubine wants to be robbed, his own defense is also quite good. It can be said that he is quite talented.

When Wang Shouren went south from Datong to Yingzhou, he had a detailed talk with Mr. Zhu. No one knows the specific content. However, according to the concubines who were in charge of accompanying guests at the commanding embassy, ​​they recalled: Our master knelt down as soon as they met, and it was not until the servants

After entering, I stood up. This Wang Imperial Envoy was really lustful and drove all the servants out. I only heard him say, "I will take your revenge for you." So I passed.

In three days, the master sold all the slaves back to Goulan. He is really a heartless villain.

But in Zhang Yong’s secret note to Zhu Shou, it was written as follows: Wang Shouren, along the way, talked to people and told ghosts, deceiving Zhu Zheng into destroying his family and building his army, and taking advantage of the vacancies.

All the soldiers of the guard station were recruited again, but Commander Zhu was secretly sent to the north wall. On the day the battle began, he was killed by the Mongols.

Wang Shouren later defended himself: Didn't I avenge Zhu Zheng? Even facing the sky, I still have a clear conscience!

When Zhu Zheng died in battle, Liu Jin, the boss of the Forbidden City, suddenly felt a cold feeling on his back and was shocked: Who is cursing me?

Commander Zhu's body was still standing, but his head was chopped off by a strong Mongolian man. He rolled on the ground several times before stopping in a pool of blood...

Surrounding his body were the corpses of more than a hundred Ming soldiers. The Mongols attacked the city for the first time.

The fourth prince Alsuborot showed a cheerful smile on his young face and said to his father: "Father, once Wuli Village is broken, Yingzhou City can be captured tonight!"

The little prince Batu Munch shook his head, looked at his sons, and sighed: "It seems that the warriors who attacked us will not survive. Changshengtian is testing our courage and preparing for the next wave of offensive."

Alsuborot was about to retort when he suddenly heard a huge sound coming from the top of Wuli Village, and balls of flames were flying on the city wall.

The strong Mongolian man who hacked Commander Zhu to death was covered in fire. He ran out of the fire with all his strength and jumped down on the city wall with all his strength. He could not die anymore.

"It's just a pity, General Zhu!" While the little prince sighed, a middle-aged man on the south wall of Wuli Village also sighed, with a heavy face, "It's just that the future is too late."

This middle-aged man is Yang Yiqing's right-hand general, Yansui Deputy Commander-in-Chief Zhu Cheng. He just arrived from Shuozhou early this morning. With him, there were more than 2,000 reinforcements and hundreds of barrels of fire oil.

.Just now on the north city wall, this fierce fire oil, a specialty of Yansui, burned to death more than two hundred Mongolian warriors.

Yang Yiqing was originally guarding the bank of the Yellow River, preparing to block Zhu Shou's way. After receiving the imperial edict, he quickly crossed the river. At the old camp in Taiyuan Prefecture, Yang Yiqing did not act in accordance with Zhu Shou's edict, but divided his troops into two groups.

One group was led by himself, heading north to Weiyuan Guard to cut off the little prince's retreat; the other group was led by Zhu Cheng, heading south to Shuozhou, preparing to block the little prince's way.

Wang Shouren said seriously: "Generals will inevitably die on the battlefield. General Zhu seeks benevolence and is benevolent. The people of the Ming Dynasty will never forget him."

Zhang Yong listened in and secretly spat: Those stupid scholars can do harm to others in such an upright and upright manner.

The deputy commander-in-chief, who was exactly the same as Commander Zhu, also looked at Zhang Yong: I am not a scholar!

Wuli Village is surrounded by two rivers and a mountain. The terrain is dangerous. The city gate to the north has been built into a loop system. The moat and the urn city are all complete. Zhu Zheng's repairs over the years have made this city as beautiful as Yingzhou.

defense function.

The North City is four feet high, two feet wide, and about seventy feet long. Although it is built of yellow mud, it is also covered with a layer of bluestone bricks, making it still indestructible.

Although the Ming army lost more than 1,000 people in several waves of Mongolian offensives, Zhu Cheng brought more than 2,000 people, so the total number of the Ming army increased instead of decreasing, reaching more than 8,000 people.

Wang Shouren's face was neither happy nor sad, and he dispatched generals at all levels in an orderly manner, allowing the soldiers to perform their duties. The officials in charge of the baggage were also ordered around by Wang Qinchen, and countless weapons and city defense equipment were re-arranged.

The peasants carried it to the north city wall.

Zhang Yong watched coldly and couldn't help but admire this middle-aged civil servant. Even dozens of arrows were placed in the most suitable position by Imperial Commissioner Wang. I really don't know what is in this guy's head.

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The winter snow was trampled to pieces by Mongolian war horses. At the corner of Hunyuan River and Sanggan River, countless Mongolian warriors criss-crossed between the two rivers.

"What a pity for tens of thousands of warriors who have fought hundreds of battles!" Balsopolo looked at the city in the distance, patted the snow on his hands, and chuckled to Mengliq beside him, "Uncle, as you see, what's the next step?

What should it be?”

Meng Li Ke pointed at the guards a few feet away and whispered: "Great Khan, you must not dust off the old things in advance. From now on, I am Men Li Ke. Everything in the past will turn into dust."

Balso Polo smiled and said: "They are all my confidants, so don't worry. Well, since you are not happy, then according to my mother, we can be considered brothers. Brother Monlik, as long as we kill my father, we will all

Can create achievements that far exceed those of our fathers.”….

Balsopolo's mother is Mandu Haihatun, and Monlik is Mantulu's posthumous son. From the paternal side, they are grandparents, but from the maternal side, they are brothers, which can be regarded as one

It's not a big joke.

Meng Like's mother was a female slave. When he was born, Mandulu had been dead for more than half a year. In order to maintain his status, Mandu Haihatun raised the little prince as Khan, but Meng Like was forgotten aside.

What he never forgot was to restore the glory of his father Khan, so he colluded with Balsawa Polo and betrayed the little prince's military information to Zhou Dai and others.

A 19-year-old young prince and a burly man of about 30 years old were sneaking together. Even the Mongolian elite guards who were on guard couldn't help but shudder: Could it be that the Immortal God was going to appoint a base man?

Would you like to give it to us?

Balso Polo is a very strong young man with a very tall figure and a pair of eyes that are more ferocious than the wild wolves on the grassland.

He and Meng Lik each had what they needed. One wanted to build a great cause that far surpassed that of his father, and the other wanted to restore the glory of his father. The two sons, who had their own agendas, started planning by the river outside Wuli Walled City.

How to carry out the fatal blow to the little prince.

The little prince's flag marched by the Sanggan River.

Under the banner of Khan, there are two thousand fierce Mongolian knights, which are the personal guards of the Great Khan. These people are not only brave, but also all of them are experienced in hundreds of battles. They have strict military discipline and are not afraid of death.

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Looking at the young faces, the little prince couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart as cold as stone: These are my warriors from the Northern Kingdom. Did the emperors of the Southern Dynasties who were stronger than women's hands ever have half the strength of these warriors?

?What virtues and abilities do they have, occupying the beautiful mountains and rivers of the Central Plains? Wuli Village, you will eventually be trampled under my feet!

Parsopolo saw his father from a distance, so he went up to meet him. When he got there, he jumped off his horse, knelt on the ground respectfully, and said: "Father, the warriors under my tent can fight for another round. I hope they can do it again."

This honor shows their true feelings to Changshengtian."

In the first few rounds of the Mongolian army's attack on the city, Tumat's troops suffered heavy losses, but there was no trace of sadness or grievance on Balsopolo's face, but a look of sincerity.

This look, in the eyes of the little prince and Alsuborot, was filled with indescribable disgust and hatred.

"Third brother, thank you for your hard work." Alsuborot saluted his brother according to etiquette. He is a handsome to some extent young man, but very short. His eyes are bright and round, and he often moves around.

, "Father Khan, the eldest brother did not go out with the army. Since the third brother has such heroic spirit, why not help him?"

The little prince stroked his beard and smiled lightly: "Don't worry, we won't attack today. We will make a decision after we build the siege equipment tomorrow."

Balsopolo was anxious: "Father Khan, if we don't attack Gaochigu in Wuli Walled City day and night, it may be even harder to capture it when the Ming army recovers!"

It seems that those who were sent to be cannon fodder were not his subordinates. Balso Polo's performance was so good that all the Mongolian households present raised their thumbs: Third Prince, you are so good!

However, no one is willing to do this kind of cannon fodder.

The little prince's face showed a satisfied expression: "Okay, tomorrow morning, we will take the Tumati tribe as the vanguard!"

Balso Polo's face suddenly turned gloomy, and his fingers were trembling slightly.

Alsuborot sneered in his heart: You deserve to shoot yourself in the foot if I tell you to pretend to be a wolf with a big tail.

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