Chapter 387: Killing the Light, Robbing the Light (Asking for Subscription)
The more than 1,000 Mongol troops in the rear banner of the left wing of Horqin had just received the cavalry torrent of the Tianwu Army, and they collapsed in an instant like a collapsed dirt mountain.
This fertile grassland was immediately turned into a dead land, and the Tianwu army brought unimaginable killings, puffs of black smoke rose everywhere in the civil and engineering camps, and the tents and temples of the Yellow Sect were burned clean.
As the guns rang out one after another, the withered yellow grass was covered with corpses, blurred with flesh and blood, and in different forms, some were killed by firearms, some were pierced by spears, and some were trampled to death by war horses.
Groups of fierce Tianwu army and Xuanda army cavalry rushed wantonly, chasing and killing those panicked herdsmen, and a large group of Mongols fell to the ground trembling and kneeling, not daring to look up at these armor soldiers who fell from the sky.
Some Han Chinese, dressed as Mongols, held leather whips in their hands, whipped them fiercely, and walked around among them with shouts and shouts, very proud.
These are the Han slaves who were captured by the Mongols at the beginning, and the Ming Dynasty was killed here, which greatly surprised them, and they were also able to turn over and be free, and everyone happily took revenge on these Mongols who enslaved them.
In the tent temporarily set up by the Tianwu Army, there was a commotion, and all the generals were excitedly talking about this trip to Mongolia.
Zhu Cihong's face was full of smiles, pressed his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and said; "Since the Tumubao Incident, my Ming army has not been active in this steppe for nearly two hundred years, and Qi Shaobao broke the Mongolian army back then, and it was only near the nine sides."
Zhu Cihong continued: "Han Zhiwei Qinghuo went to illness, sealed the wolf Juxu, hung Hu Qing in the sky, buried Hu Zi Sai, Dan Qing left a name, aroused the pride and ambition of many Han men, this palace hopes that everyone present can also be like them, Dangping Beisai, and leaving a name in history!" ”
The generals in the tent were talking loudly, everyone was screaming excitedly, and even Hu Dawei, who was born in Mongolia, raised his fist and screamed.
Sun Yingyuan shouted: "The Tartars sold themselves to the east, invaded my Ming territory, killed the people of my border towns, plundered my property and livestock, and as a Ming soldier, it's time for them to pay for their blood debts!" ”
"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”
"Kill them and leave no chickens and dogs!"
“......”
Zhu Cihong nodded secretly, the high enthusiasm of the soldiers made him very pleased, the blood of the big man is still there!
For thousands of years, the Tartars of the northern part of the country have always been afraid of power and not virtue, and when they encounter the opportunity, they will go south to invade the border, and in recent years, the Mongols have taken refuge in Jiannu as a tiger, and this time they have to pay the price by the way.
For these Tartars who do not know etiquette and righteousness and fear power, Zhu Cihong can only beat them up fiercely, and then reason after the beating.
When the tent quieted down slightly, Zhu Cihong's eyes were cold, and he shouted: "Escort those Tartar leaders to the flag!" ”
Hearing the order, the guards outside the tent let out a cannon shot, and amid a noisy shout, a large group of captured Mongol nobles were tied up and escorted to the altar.
They looked at the large number of ironclad armies around them solemnly arrayed, and they were immediately extremely frightened in their hearts, looking at the battle to come and sacrifice the flag themselves!
Abulaku begged for mercy, but he was greeted by a heavy slap from the Tianwu army armor around him, he knew that there was no way to live, and immediately turned his heart down and scolded: "You despicable Nanban, when my Prince Tushetu of the Horqin Department learns about it, he will definitely avenge us!" ”
Gao Bang sneered: "Prince Tushetu? The fastest Tartar running by the Hundy River? You let him come! ”
Hu Dawei also laughed and said, "If it weren't for the fact that the nest of the Horqin Department was too far away, do you think your prince would still be able to jump in this world?" ”
Abulaku's face was terrified, his eyes were bloodshot, he had heard the horror of the Tianwu Army on the battlefield of Liaodong, and it seemed that all the Mongol tribes were afraid of them......
Zhu Cihong said impatiently: "Okay, stop talking nonsense, hurry up and sacrifice the flag, and go to the next tribe when you finish it!" ”
At this time, it is already October, the November of the solar calendar in the future, the weather in the north is gradually getting colder, there are still 1,500 miles away from Jingshi, it is good to be able to return to Jingshi before the year, if you hit a place to drag on for a few days, then I don't know when to fight.
Bands of soldiers of the Tianwu Army pounced on them, strangled all the Mongol nobles around their necks with ropes, and then pulled them up on the elevated platform and hung them on them.
There are also some Tartars who were put into sacks and fell to death or trampled to death by horses, and the most comfortable way to die was to be killed with a single shot.
By the time the flag ceremony was almost over, the area around the altar had been stained red with blood, and there was flesh and broken bones everywhere.
Zhu Cihong stood on top of the tall chariot, raised the sword in his hand, and shouted: "Go!" ”
"Wan Sheng!"
"Wan Sheng!"
In the overwhelming cheers, Cao Bianjiao led the cavalry army as the vanguard of the front army, like a red torrent, rushing towards the next target.
This time, the Tianwu Army borrowed Mongolia, which was destined to make the Mongolian steppe a river of blood, and let the Tartars awaken the long-term memory of the Ming military power in blood and tears.
The news of the appearance of the Tianwu army on the grassland quickly spread throughout the tribes of the Mongolian steppe, and because of the might of the Tianwu army, several Mongolian tribes along the way packed up their belongings and fled in a hurry overnight, running north or west, and even the fertile pastures were gone.
Cao Bianjiao and Hu Dawei led their iron cavalry to sweep through the Mongolian tribes, invincible all the way, killing and killing, and obtained countless cattle and sheep, furs, and wealth.
Some Mongolian tribes who couldn't escape began to choose to surrender to the ground, and Zhu Cihong was not idle, and along the way he recruited many Mongols who surrendered and depended, and formed them into a Mongolian coalition army to participate in the conquest of other tribes.
The earlier the tribe surrenders, the better the treatment, and the late surrender can only drink some soup, and the later one has no chance to surrender at all and become the target of the coalition army.
Lin Dan Khan's son, Ezhe, was leading his group back to the Chahar Department after escaping, and on the way he also seized the pastures of some small tribes, and gradually grew stronger, with great ambitions to reunify the grasslands.
At this time, Ezhe heard that the Ming army was coming, and hurriedly contacted the Khalkha, Ulate, Karaqin and other Mongolian tribes to form a coalition army to resist the Ming army.
The two sides set up a battle in formation, but the four major coalition forces such as Chahar were vulnerable, and they were quickly defeated under the intensive firepower of the Tianwu army.
Not only the cavalry of the Tianwu Army and the Xuanda Army, but even the Mongolian coalition army, which had become a substitute for the Ming army, also collectively dispatched to carry out a crazy pursuit of the four major coalition forces of Ezhe.
The Mongol tribes suffered heavy losses in the two battles of the pass and Liaodong, and the various divisions were not coordinated, so they were unable to resist the attack of the Tianwu army, and they were no different from weak women who were powerless.
Zhu Cihong likes to bully this kind of weak woman, and led the army to crush the past with the overwhelming force of Mount Tai, beating the coalition forces of the four major departments in all directions, and their tribes, pastures, cattle and sheep were all confiscated.
Zhu Cihong divided the grassland territory occupied all the way to the vassal Mongolian tribes, and brought cattle and sheep skins and fur all the way back to the Ming Dynasty, without grain and grass supplements, the Ming army could only replace the military food with cheese coagulation in the way of the Mongolian army, and there were countless beef and mutton.
The Mongolian tribes who tasted the sweetness became more hardworking, and they all knew that the Ming army was not occupied for a long time, and the land they laid down would definitely be distributed to the Mongolian tribes......