Near the end of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty set up nine sides from the frontier.

The nine-sided heavy defense, the importance of strategy is famous all over the world.

However, since ancient times, in addition to the nine borders of the Ming Dynasty, there are still several border passes that have a very important position on the land of China.

In the northwest of Shanxi, there are three passes that are the defense bayonets in the northwest of Shanxi, and if you defend them, Shanxi can be peaceful, and if you lose it, you will not be at peace.

That is the three important passes of the head, Ningwu Pass, and Yanmen Pass.

The partial head is one of the nine sides, and after the establishment of Yanmen Pass and Ningwu Pass in Datong Town, it has gradually lost the status of the original important pass on the Great Wall and has become an internal pass.

But that is relative to the Ming Dynasty, in Shanxi in the east of Tangxi, Ningwu and Yanmen are the most important barriers to peace within their own borders.

There is no room for error.

August 15.

Mid-Autumn Festival.

The haze of war hangs over Yanmen Pass.

It was a good festival of reunion, but there was an invasion of foreign enemies.

At this time, Tang Xidong had reorganized his troops from Taiyuan Mansion and was preparing to go north to resist the Huang Taiji Iron Cavalry who might go south to Shanxi.

And 10,000 gold-inlaid blue flag iron cavalry, 10,000 Mongolian iron cavalry, and 5,000 Han Eight Banners have been under the leadership of Jierharang and Dege, as the vanguard who broke through the Yanmen Pass and stepped into Shanxi, and took the first step to kill the Yanmen Pass.

As an important border pass in Shanxi, Yanmen Pass is garrisoned by 20,000 new troops.

At this time, 20,000 new troops held the city, waiting for Jin Tie to come on horseback.

The Great War is about to break out from Yanmen Pass.

Late at night, outside the gate.

The Houjin cavalry, which came galloping rapidly, was still encamped, and needed to rest after a long journey.

In order to prevent the Houjin cavalry from attacking the city at night, it should have been brightly lit, but obviously the archery skills of the Houjin cavalry were extremely accurate, and once the lights were lit, they would inevitably become the target of the other party.

On the castle tower.

The young general stood in front of the door, looking at the dark city and was silent.

His name is Tang Sanxian, and he is the most veteran villager in Luoliang Mountain.

Such an identity is already considered expensive in the whole of Shanxi, because Luoliang Mountain is the home of Tang Xidong.

But Tang Sanxian also has an even more impressive identity, that is, he was the first person to follow Mr. Tang's side.

He is the one who witnessed Mr. Tang's rise step by step.

Today's Tang Xidong is already the governor of Shanxi, and everyone is called Tang Daren, but Tang Sanxian and Jia Jucai and others still call Tang Xidong from time to time: Mr.

The naughty monkeys of the past have now grown up, and everyone has a position that can reflect their self-worth.

Tang Sanxian, as the child king of the year, also mixed the best.

He is now a silver-medal school officer, commanding 20,000 new troops to guard Yanmen Pass.

Tang Sanxian has experienced a lot of wars, but it is the first time to face the Houjin Jurchen.

The Jurchens are as fierce as tigers, and Da Ming seems to have a natural fear of the Jurchens.

But that was three years ago.

Now, the undefeated golden body of the Jurchen has long been shattered into a pile of powder under Tang Xidong's several sorties and fierce attacks.

Tang Xidong is the god of Tang Sanxian, and what God can do may not be able to do, but if he can't do it, he is not pious enough.

In the dark.

The spy of the Intelligence Department ascended the tower and handed over a letter.

"On the way north to Yanmen Pass, the Lord recruited 100,000 troops, and Tang Sanxian held on to the city, insisting on supporting and rushing to Yanmen Pass, Yanmen Pass is the northwest border pass of the mountain, and there is no room for loss."

Tang Sanxian borrowed the lamp, looked at the handwriting on the letter, then turned around and bowed respectfully to the south, turned around, lit a torch in the distance outside the city to illuminate the enemy camp, Tang Sanxian's eyes showed tenacity: "Yanmen Pass cannot be lost, go back to report to Mr., please rest assured, Yanmen Pass will fight to the last person, and the pass must be saved, Tang Sanxian will die in the city, and the Tartars will not be allowed to enter the pass." ”

The agent turned and disappeared into the darkness.

Tang Sanxian clenched his fists.

Shanxi is very good, beautiful and peaceful, he Tang Sanxian is not a sinner in Shanxi, and he is not a useless disciple of Mr.

As soon as the Yanmen Gate was broken, Shanxi was devastated.

Tang Xidong's new army, most of them were foot soldiers, not as fast as the cavalry, although a lot of Mongolian cavalry was recruited, but compared with the Jurchens, it was still invincible, only by sticking to the border pass, resisting the enemy outside the pass, in order to ensure that the territory was not disturbed by war.

Therefore, Tang Xidong drove north, leading 100,000 troops to gather in the north, and at this moment Tang Sanxian understood the heavy responsibility he was carrying.

Yanmen Pass cannot be lost, although there are new troops stationed in the surrounding cities, but no one has moved, everyone needs to stick to their own front, to prevent Houjin from stealing the city or going around the city.

Late at night, Tang Sanxian couldn't sleep at night, guarding the city, waiting for the outbreak of war.

On the city, the soldiers of the new army take turns to rest, even if they take turns to rest, they are just leaning on the city wall, taking a little rest, the war is about to break out, everyone is nervous, who can really sleep.

Dawn.

The sky is dawning, and you can see each other outside the city at a glance.

The Jurchen camp finally moved, and the city looked from afar, and the camp was crowded, with war horses and noisy noises.

Tang Sanxian thought about going out of the city to attack, but it was obvious that the risky strategy should be avoided in seeking stability at this time.

Jurchen camp.

Zilharang was dressed in white armor, and the sturdy war horse under him was constantly stepping on the ground, looking a little impatient.

Behind him were 10,000 Jurchen cavalry with blue flags, 10,000 Mongolian cavalry, and 5,000 Han and Eight Banners.

Looking up, the city walls in the distance are majestic and heavily guarded.

Zilharang began to gallop in front of the formation, inspecting the large array of cavalry neatly lined up under his men.

"In the distance is the border pass of the Han people, since ancient times, this pass is one of the most powerful lines of defense on the border of the Han people, countless times by the northern tribes, but also countless times let the northern tribes leave a place of corpses and rout, including our ancestors."

"At this moment, we, the Jurchens, as the most brave and powerful tribe in the world, are once again coming to Yanmen, and we want the world to see that the Jurchen soldiers are unstoppable, the world is so big, and the Jurchen iron cavalry can be crisscrossed at will."

"Sons, if you can't even break through a border pass, how can you occupy the huge country of the Han people?"

"Look, what's there?"

"There are Han soldiers with timid urine stalls, there are silver with white flowers, there are countless moldy grains that can't be eaten, and Han women with fine skin and tender meat who can be fiddled with as you like, what are you waiting for?"

"Break through the Yanmen Pass, money, food, women, and slaves are in front of you."

"Attack!"

Zilharang's shout aroused the wildness of the Jurchens, attracted the followers of the Mongols, and also made the Han Baqi behind him look crazy, but his heart was complicated, and he wanted to find a hole and bury his head in it.

They remind themselves in their hearts that they are no longer Han people, they are no longer Han people, but what is the shame and resentment in their hearts?

With the offensive of Zilharang.

The Jurchen cavalry began to march first, beating their horses forward.

Approaching Seki step by step.

In the city, without Tang Sanxian's opening, one by one, the company, platoon, and squad have begun to mobilize themselves, raise their spirits, and get ready.

After a short period of tranquility, the Jurchens once again brought the flames of war to life.