The dazzling sun slowly rose into the sky, and the warm sunlight quickly freed the earth from the cold of last night.

Before dawn, Zhu Di, who came to the Shenji Camp under the escort of tens of thousands of elite Chinese soldiers, held the Sword of the Son of Heaven in one hand and walked slowly on the cruel battlefield outside the Shenji Battalion barracks.

It is said to be cruel, but in fact it refers only to the tribal alliance. However, in two or three hours of fierce fighting, they threw down at least six or seven thousand corpses and wounded and sick.

On the side of the Ming army, counting the previous losses of the secret outposts, there were less than 300 people.

"What about the losses of the Shenji Battalion?"

Wang Xiao bowed his hand and saluted, "Nearly three thousand were killed and wounded." ”

He had to expand the casualty figure. If he really reported hundreds of people, and most of them were injured, Zhu Di's suspicion could not be suppressed.

"Okay."

Zhu Di nodded with satisfaction.

The battle loss ratio between the Ming army and the Mongolian tribes was roughly one to one, and Wang Xiao was able to achieve a battle loss ratio of one to three when the camp was attacked, which was definitely excellent.

"Good fight." Zhu Di smiled and praised: "Just these guys, they still want to play night raids?" This is all the leftover stuff from our ancestors. ”

The surrounding generals burst into laughter.

Wang Xiao stepped forward, "If the 3,000 battalions could send troops last night, they would definitely be able to leave more after chasing and killing all the way." ”

Zhu Di glanced at him, waved his hand and did not speak.

Of course, Wang Xiao deliberately said this, pretending to invite merit in front of the old man to accuse King Han of not sending troops, which could make Zhu Di feel at ease.

The people who hold the power of the army under him are not in harmony, and he can rest assured that there is a fight.

After inspecting the battlefield, Zhu Di waved his hand vigorously, "Let's go, let's go to the difficult river!" ”

This victory of the Shenji Battalion brought great confidence to Zhu Di. He believed that he would be able to do his best this expedition to Saibei.

But in a place where no one is looking, all kinds of dark currents are surging.

Mahamu and Zhu Gaoxu accused each other through letters. Ma Hamu said that Zhu Gaoxu's information was inaccurate, and he suffered heavy losses. Zhu Gaoxu said that Mahamu was a waste, and such a good opportunity was not even won by the Shenji Battalion.

After an argument, the two began to discuss their next steps again.

Wang Xiao also began to make various preparations here. The purchase of the purchase, the arrangement of the arrangement.

The morale of the Ming army was high, and they fought all the way to the difficult river.

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The difficult river is the Onen River.

It is the upper reaches of the Heilongjiang River and one of the two main tributaries of the Shilka River. It originates in the eastern foothills of Little Kent.

This is the birthplace of Mongolia, and Genghis Khan was born on the banks of the Troubled River.

Crossing the River and continuing north, it is not long before the famous Great Kent Mountain is reached.

Speaking of the Great Kent Mountains, perhaps not many people know about them. But if it is another brilliant name in the Chinese history books, as long as it is a Chinese person, there is nothing that does not know.

That's Wolf Juxu Mountain!

Huo Quai's wolf Juxu has been passed down through the ages and is brilliant in the annals of history. It is considered to be the highest peak of the life of the Chinese soldiers.

Wolf Juxu Mountain is not a single peak, but the entire Kent Mountains. The location is on the north bank of the Nan River.

Since the fall of the Tang Dynasty, the sons and daughters of the Han family have not set foot here for 500 years.

For Zhu Di, most of his life's wishes have been fulfilled. If there is any wish that has not been fulfilled, it is only the highest peak of the soldier family.

In order to fulfill his last wish, Zhu Di, who knew that he had little time left, kept going north and north. Even if the logistical supply line has been stretched to a dangerous level of thousands of miles, there is still not the slightest idea of returning to the DPRK.

After the failure of the night attack on the Shenji Battalion, the various divisions of the steppe separated from Mahamu. They began to fight as they wished.

Seeing that the Ming soldiers and horses were about to arrive at the habitat of their tribe, the Tatars fought a decisive battle with the Ming army in the area of Kulan and Hudean, that is, on the side of Wendur Khan.

As for the result, the Tatar department, which has only tens of thousands of horses, is not the Houjin Eight Banners. The Ming army brought by Zhu Di was not the army with no combat effectiveness at the end of the Ming Dynasty.

As a result of the fierce battle, the Tatars suffered heavy losses, losing at least 10,000 soldiers and horses. More than a dozen prince-level figures in the clan were killed.

It was only by relying on Ma Duo to run fast that he successfully got out of the battlefield.

This victory greatly boosted the morale of the Ming army, and also made Zhu Di's confidence enter the bursting stage. He rejected the Tatar people's request for peace, and firmly believed that he must make a peerless feat.

This crushing defeat shook the tribes that had previously separated from the Warats, and they finally walked to Mahamu's tent again in the face of an unprecedented crisis.

The Mongol tribes gave up the frontal decisive battle and began to use the information transmitted by Zhu Gaoxu to attack and harass the Ming army, delaying the Ming army's movements.

Although the advance was very difficult, the strength of the Ming army was in a crushing state. When the rainy season was about to begin, it was finally on the banks of the River of Trouble.

On the prairie on the banks of the Troubled River, hundreds of thousands of Ming troops spread out in unison. As far as the eye can see, almost the entire grassland is filled.

Zhu Di, who was riding on horseback, raised his horse and whipped his horse, pointing to the difficult river not far away, "It's been five hundred years, and I'm the only one who hit here." ”

To describe Zhu Di at this time in one word, that is, to be complacent.

Five hundred years, what a long time.

In the past 500 years, although there have been many heroes in China, such as Yue Fei, Di Qing, Meng Hui, Cao Bin, Xu Da, Chang Yuchun and other famous generals have dominated the world. But Zhu Di is indeed the only one who can hit the bank of the Tribulation River.

Zhu Di couldn't help but look up to the sky and laughed.

At this moment, he felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

The banks of the Martyrdom River are the birthplaces of Genghis Khan and the starting point of the Mongols' domination of the world.

This place has an indescribable meaning for the Mongols.

Although Mahamu was determined to use delaying tactics, the tribes that were driven to a dead end were still determined to fight the Ming army here again.

Win or lose, they have at least defended their holy places.

This is a matter of faith, and this battle cannot be fought without fighting.

Almost all the tribes of the steppes, such as the Warat, Tatar, Uliangha, Arutai, etc., gathered together. At the critical moment of life and death, they also burst out with unprecedented courage.

The muffled sound of bull's horns echoed across the steppes, and Mongols dressed in furs of various colors roared and charged their horses.

And they were greeted by hundreds of artillery pieces from the Shenji Battalion.

The artillery of the early Ming Dynasty was very primitive, with poor security and low reliability. The firing range is short, and the accuracy is almost non-existent.

But in any case, artillery is artillery, it is the god of war!

When so many cannons were fired together, it was spectacular, and the red-hot lead bullets fell into the crowd, and it was a bloody line.

It doesn't matter what kind of warrior you are, a thousand-man, or a thousand-thousand-man. It doesn't matter if you raise a shield or not, whether you're wearing leather armor or iron armor. As long as it is next to it, it rubs on. It was the same end.

The power of technology is on full display at this moment.

Behind the cannon were thousands of firecrackers from the Shenji battalion. Although they may seem small in number, they unleashed a rain of bullets with their new muskets, knocking off any Mongol cavalry that tried to charge the center.

The Mongols were engaged in a battle in the middle, and the real main force attacked from both flanks to attack the Ming infantry.

At this critical moment, Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han, began to release water.

The most powerful soldier under Zhu Gaoxu was the 3,000 battalion. In the beginning, the 3,000 battalion was composed of 3,000 cavalry who surrendered outside the Seychelles, so it was called the 3,000 battalion. It was through these 3,000 Mongols that Zhu Di got in touch with Mahamu.

After that, Zhu Di kept mobilizing people inside, and the scale of the 3,000 battalion quickly expanded to tens of thousands. Most of them were the most elite cavalry units in the Ming army.

Against the cavalry of the Mongol tribes, the 3,000 battalion is a real trump card.

But as Zhu Gaoxu began to release water, the various units of the Ming army began to suffer round after round of hit-and-run blows due to poor mobility.

The casualties increased, the formation was suppressed, and the Ming army gradually fell into passivity.

The quality of the Ming army was higher than that of the Mongols, and the number was more than several times. But they lacked mobility, and when the spread was spread, it was equivalent to opening their palms.

However, the Mongols could take advantage of the mobility of their horses to quickly mobilize their strength and clench them into fists to hit the weak points of the Ming army again and again.

Coupled with Zhu Gaoxu's betrayal, the situation is getting worse and worse.

When the generals in the army were thinking hard about how to break the enemy in front of the sand table, Wang Xiao stepped forward and saluted in front of Zhu Di.

"Minister, please go to war."

Zhu Di glanced at him, "The Shenji Battalion is slow, and when you rush over, the Mongols will already run away." ”

Wang Xiao shook his head and said, "That's exhausting, useless." The minister means to smash the Yellow Dragon. ”

The Mongols also had their own camp, and their large camp was located a few miles in front of the Ming army, on the banks of the Martyr River.

Under the condition that the 3,000 battalions could not make any effort, the Chinese army could not move without permission, and the left and right flanks were pinned, the infantry of the Ming army could not attack alone. Because the best tactics of the Mongols were mounted archery. Riding a horse around you and shooting arrows from a distance, you can only be beaten and cannot fight back.

Don't look at it as if it's only a few miles, if you really attack with foot soldiers, the whole road will have to be covered with corpses.

As for the bow and crossbow battalions, the reason why the left and right wings are still in a stalemate is because the bow and crossbow battalions have been transferred to shoot at each other.

If you want to break the game, the Shenji Battalion, which also has long-range attack capabilities, is the final trump card.

"Your cannons are too heavy and too slow to walk."

"The artillery will stay to guard the Chinese army, and I will take the firecrackers with me."

"Nonsense!" Zhu Di slapped the chair and stood up.

Thousands of musketeers wanted to go to the Mongols' base camp, and the danger could be imagined.

The Ming army was only suppressed, far from the point of collapse. Zhu Di didn't want to use Wang Xiao to take risks easily.

"Your Majesty." Wang Xiao smiled and looked around at the many generals around: "The people of the Ming Dynasty provide for us, and the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty throw their heads and spill blood for us." What do we have to fear at this moment? I remember my grandfather once said that a manly man would rather be shrouded in horse leather than die on a sickbed! ”

The generals of the Ming army were moved. This enlightenment, that's really not ordinarily high.

Zhu Di looked at Wang Xiao silently, just looked at it and didn't speak.

Wang Xiao straightened his waist and looked at him, his eyes as calm as water.

After a long time, Zhu Di nodded slowly.

"Go ahead, don't come back if you can't win."

Wang Xiao took a step back and raised his hand to lift his cloak.

"God bless Daming, if you don't win, you won't pay it back!"