Ma Dajun never dreamed that one day, the Ming army would be able to suffer defeat in terms of external conditions such as armaments and weapons!

Since there was a cannon as a weapon of war, war was a shortcut to quickly obtain honors and meritorious services for the generals of the Ming Dynasty.

No one has ever considered failure.

Including Ma Dajun.

"Since Ben Shuai joined the army, he hasn't suffered a defeat in more than ten years, and this time, Lao Tzu didn't even see what his mother's enemy looked like, so he folded five thousand fine horses, five thousand!"

In the marshal's mansion, Ma Dajun angrily smashed everything he could see in front of him, and pointed to the deputy general of the cavalry guard who was kneeling not far away with a bloody and painful face.

"You still have the face to come back, the Southwest Army and the face of my Ma Dajun have all let you lose it with Zhou Jinshan!"

It is not sad to die a Zhou Jinshan Ma army, but at the cost of five thousand athletes, the entire cavalry guard was knocked out in half, and this loss almost made Ma Dajun angry and blew his lungs, he didn't dare to think about what kind of expression Zhu Di should have after this military report was sent to the General Staff.

The adjutant general looked sad, suddenly pulled out the saber at his waist, and wanted to kill himself, but was kicked over by Ma Dajun.

"What? If you want to die, get out of Lao Tzu and die on the battlefield, what's the matter if you die in front of Lao Tzu like a coward, is it not enough to be ashamed? ”

After scolding again, Ma Dajun waved his hand: "You go down to settle down and reorganize the army, this revenge will be avenged sooner or later." ”

Waiting for the deputy general to retreat, Chief of Staff Chen Guang stood up and sighed: "Ma Shuai, we are also responsible for this defeat." ”

The military order for the surprise attack on Panipat was given by Ma Dajun, and neither Ma Dajun nor Chen Guang thought that they would encounter the army of the Timurid Khanate in Panipat, and both of them subconsciously believed that all the energy of the Timurid Khanate was tied up by the Chagatai battlefield and could not take care of India.

But when commanding a war, how can one's subjective thoughts affect the judgment of the entire battle situation?

Timur's army can not come, but the Ming can't be unguarded!

Ma Dajun was silent, he knew who was really responsible for the loss of this battle.

"Now that the commander of the cavalry guard has killed Zhou Jinshan, he has fulfilled the duties and missions of a Ming general, so we have to let him die a decent death."

Chen Guang said: "I will truthfully state it in the military newspaper to the General Staff Department. ”

As long as Ma Daju and Chen Guang are willing to take the responsibility over, then Zhou Jinshan, who died in battle, will be much more decent in the subsequent posthumous sealing, instead of carrying the shame of a defeated general into the coffin.

"Well, let's write it truthfully."

Ma Dajun nodded, and then gritted his teeth even more.

"Lao Tzu didn't go to beat them, they came first, and they dared to break ground on Tai Sui's head, I think they don't want to live."

Five thousand people dared to come and pick up the tiger whiskers of the horse army.

Is it enough for hundreds of heavy artillery to bombard in one round?

"Now that the situation of the war has changed, we can't rush the whole army north and leave Delhi."

Now it is known that it is 5,000 armored cavalry, and no one knows whether the Timurid Khanate will invest more troops in the follow-up, and the Ma army will no longer dare to command at will, he stepped down and said to Chen Guang.

"One of our army will be left under your command and left in Delhi, and the commander will personally raise 100,000 elites with artillery arrays to the north."

"Yes, you can."

Chen Guang nodded: "Our army has the advantage of strength, so naturally it should be a surprise, no matter what elite he is, whether it is attacking Ma Shuai or you, or attacking Delhi, it is doomed to be in vain." ”

"Lao Tzu will enter Samarkand sooner or later, and the whole city will be bloodied to avenge today."

Before pulling out, Ma Dajun looked in the northwest direction and said viciously.

"Get out!"

The movement of the army, coupled with the artillery emplacements and baggage, the distance of less than two hundred miles, the Chinese army of Ma Da's army still walked for nearly three days before they arrived, and when he arrived, he only saw an empty city of Panipat and the shocking corpses of his comrades outside the city!

"Have you found Zhou Jinshan?"

The army of horses roared in the midst of corpses with one eye and fire.

"Find, find."

A weak response made Ma Dajun turn his head, and the sight he saw pierced him with a sense of pain.

The so-called found was only a corpse and head wearing the armor of a commanding general, and it was gone.

"Wow, wow."

Leaning down, Ma Dajun took off the broken armor on the corpse and laughed angrily.

"If you want to fight with my Daming, Lao Tzu will fulfill you, and if you like the head, Lao Tzu will also fulfill you.

Send 10,000 people to escort the remains of the martyrs back to Delhi, and the rest of the people, continue to go north with the commander, since entering the territory of the Timurid Khanate, there are no chickens and dogs left along the way, regardless of men, women and children, all of them are the heads, and when they arrive at the Islul Castle, the commander wants to build a view of Beijing! ”

At that time, a 30,000-strong Jingguan in Shunzhou gave Ma Dajun the title of a fierce general, and Zhangpur slaughtered dozens of cities, and millions of undead made him a complete butcher.

In the two years in Nanjing, Ma Dajun originally raised a little self-cultivation, but Zhou Jinshan's death once again made him angry.

In the early years, in the border army system of the Ming Dynasty, the strongest combat effectiveness was the Beiping Yan Wangwei brought out by Zhu Di, but now, the most brave and cold-blooded is definitely the Southwest Army brought out by Ma Dajun for more than ten years.

This Yunnan border army, which was expanded from the backbone of the mountain army, from Annam to Delhi, it can be said that any of the officers with more than 100 households participated in at least two massacres of the city!

Killing, became the whole of this army.

A strong army of tigers and wolves is already a good combat force, if it is supplemented by sophisticated armor and weapons, or even powerful heavy artillery gunpowder, it is by no means a simple matter of arithmetic like one plus one.

Encountering almost no decent resistance along the way, Ma Dajun led his troops straight in, and after less than ten days, he came to the destination of this trip:

Isgreen Castle.

In the distance, Ma Dajun saw the banner of the Timurid Khanate flying high above the city.

The strange three red circles.

"Pretending to be a ghost and pretending to be a mystery."

Ma Dajun sneered and tilted his head: "Set up camp and build a view of Beijing!" ”

The nearly 50,000 heads collected along the road are the greeting gifts that Ma Dajun brought with him on this trip.

The head of the Jingguan rose up outside the Green Fort like this, and the flowing blood gathered into a stream, which blushed the land for dozens of miles outside the city, and with the cold and scorching military appearance, the world where the Green Fort was located was as terrifying as hell.

Above the city, there was a roar that pierced the sky and the howl of a wild beast like a wound.

"Shoot this letter in."

Ma Dajun said coldly: "As long as they surrender, Ben Shuai can consider killing only these prisoners of them, and the city will not be slaughtered." ”

In the world, there are still such persuasions.

The soldiers laughed, but they knew it in their hearts.

Ma Dajun did not intend to accept surrender at all.