Under the White Mountain, in the army of the Tatars. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After half a day of fierce fighting and attacking the Ming army on Baishan Mountain, these brave and warlike Tatar warriors were also exhausted, and at this time, except for a few sentry posts and people who were watching the movement on the mountain, everyone else fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Because the operation was very secretive, and they thought that they could annihilate the target in a short time, they did not bring enough baggage and supplies, even the simplest diet, jerky, and the mare's milk squeezed out of the mare that accompanied them, and the reason why the Mongol iron horsemen were able to dominate the world and had few opponents, and because they were able to increase their marching speed as much as possible with the least logistical supplies, tents and so on.

Fortunately, the Mongolians have long been accustomed to this kind of overnight stay, even if the weather is a little cool, but tired they can still lie on the ground and sleep without the slightest problem.

But not everyone could sleep peacefully at this time, and the big head with a messy beard on his face - that is, Amudai Hongtaiji, whose original name was big, and Amudai Hongtaiji was only an honorific title for his subordinates and outsiders - was worried and could not sleep.

Don't look at him with a rough and abnormal face, he doesn't look scheming, in fact, if he can achieve the position of a chief, no one can be a reckless man. This attack on the Ming army in front of him was still a little unexpected, and after half a day, although he killed more than 300 Ming soldiers, he also had more than 100 casualties.

After the initial timidity and confusion, this Ming army unexpectedly regained its fighting spirit. In particular, their commanders were well versed in the method of defending the city, and they actually relied on those three or four hundred men to withstand their own attacks again and again, and also caused a large number of casualties on their own side.

This is naturally not a process that the big brains want to see, because the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for them. Although it is impossible for Datong to send reinforcements to save this Ming army, but in the territory of the Ming Kingdom, no one dares to guarantee that there will be troops from elsewhere passing by. If such a Ming army really came out, their situation would be very bad.

In addition, what makes the brain hair even more headache is its own casualties. Don't look at the casualty ratio of the two sides is one to three, it seems that their own side has taken a big advantage. But he himself understands that even this casualty is a great weakening for his Chahar department, and you must know that the dead are all the young and strong elites in the department. If there is more damage in the next battle, then this attack will be a complete failure for him, and no matter how much wealth he can get from Liu Yingji, it will not be able to offset it.

Today's Mongolian steppe is no longer the scene when Genghis Khan and Kublai Khan dominated the world, or even the heyday of Altan Khan. At that time, in the steppe, all the tribes were united and unanimous to the outside world, and no one was afraid that their subordinates would suffer too many casualties in the battle, because the Khan would compensate you accordingly.

But today's steppe is divided again because of the rapid aging of Altan Khan, and the large, medium and small tribes are fighting separately, and it is difficult to unite as one. If his Chahar division is too damaged in this battle, I am afraid that it will soon become fat in the eyes of other departments. It would have been even worse if he had brought back a lot of wealth that had made others jealous.

So now the first criterion for survival on the grassland is to ensure your own strength and try not to take risks. This is also one of the reasons why Mongolia has not launched a large-scale attack on the Ming Dynasty in recent years. At least until the next Alta appeared, Mongolia could only make a small fuss against the Ming Dynasty and could not pose a real threat.

In fact, in the real history, Mongolia has never had a single male lord who can conquer all the tribes and completely unite the power of the entire Mongolian steppe since Alta. Even the later Gerdan failed to reach the heights of his predecessors. That's why it was completely suppressed by the later Manchu Qing Dynasty, of course, this is all a later story.

Just now, the leaders of the two small tribes under his command had already pleaded with a sad face, asking the brains to stop sending their subordinates to attack Bai Shan Mountain tomorrow, and they also vomited bitterness in front of him, saying that the morale of the warriors under his command had dropped a lot, and letting them attack the mountain tomorrow would be to send them to death.

Although he nodded and agreed to the other party's request, he felt even more uncomfortable in his heart. Looking up at the not very high Bai Mountain, it seemed that he could still see a pair of resolute eyes looking back at him, which made his brain Mao even more uncomfortable, so he could only dry up a bowl of mare's milk with hatred, and then sighed heavily.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow, we must take down Bai Mountain, and get rid of all the Ming troops on the mountain!" After a moment of silence, he said to himself in his heart with big brains and fierceness. He's like a gambler who has lost some chips in the past, and now he has to fight a big one, hoping to turn it over.

After making up his mind, the brain-haired man and his men fell asleep by the campfire, and from this point of view, it was also appropriate that the Mongol army could be more effective than the Ming army, because their leaders were treated the same as ordinary soldiers.

Just when the Tatars were sleeping in a daze, and they didn't even know the time, many people on the White Mountain began to touch the mountain. Because the sky was dark, the Ming army was extremely cautious, and the Tatars on patrol did not expect the Ming army to dare to come down the mountain, so until the Ming army had descended to the vicinity of the foot of the mountain, there was still a quiet situation in the Tatar army.

Yang Zhen looked at the Tatar camp in front of him with clear eyes, and stretched out his hand to signal everyone to stop. He knew very well that although everyone could come here under the cover of night, it would be easy for the Tatars to discover it any further. After the team stopped, he looked back at Zhong Yu, who was silent behind him, and said in a low voice: "My lord, when we attack a pair of Tartars later, you can hurry to the direction of Datong." As he spoke, he said with some concern: "Is it possible for adults to ride quickly?" "Although ordinary civil officials can ride horses, it is another thing to ride horses.

Only then did Zhong Yu speak: "I have aspired to be a military general since I was a child, so I can also ride a horse. You...... If you do decide to do this, it is extremely dangerous. ”

Yang Zhen smiled: "The matter has come to this, this is our only way to survive." Only when the adults return to Datong can the army there come to the rescue, and I hope that the adults can take us as the thought and rush to Datong City as soon as possible. ”

Shicai was on the mountain, Yang Zhen had already made his words very clear, only Zhong Yu, the Qin messenger, returned to Datong, and in full view of everyone, Liu Yingji naturally did not dare to attack him again. And Zhong Yu, who is a Qincha, can order the Datong garrison to go out of the city to rescue them, so that they will also be safe.

Zhong Yu once asked strangely why Yang Zhen didn't bring everyone together to break through in the direction of Datong. The latter, however, thought that in that way, the Tartars would be able to surround and intercept them with all their might, and that it would be too difficult to kill them. Only by dividing troops to break through can we have the effect of surprise.

Because of the guilt in his heart, Zhong Yu couldn't bring up other ideas in front of Yang Zhen even if he had other thoughts in his heart, so he could only nod and respond: "Then come according to Yang Qianhu's wishes, this official will rush to Datong as soon as possible, and you should also be careful." ”

"Xia Guan understands." Yang Zhen also nodded, and then looked at Cai Yingyang, who looked unhappy: "Yingyang, the safety of the adults will fall on you, you must protect the adults." ”

"I know, second brother, you...... You have to take care of yourself, too. Instead of answering with the word "good" as before, Cai Yingyang reluctantly agreed. He originally wanted to follow Yang Zhen and fight hard with the Tartars, but now it's good, he feels that he has become a deserter. But since this was the second brother's intention, he didn't dare to disobey it, but he secretly made up his mind in his heart, as long as he sent Lord Zhong to Datong, he would hurry back and fight with the second brother.

"And ......" Yang Zhen lowered his voice again and said: "In case something happens to me, you can also take care of Jingyun and Yueying, after all, they are just women, if you know me...... You're going to have to do whatever it takes, you have to keep them safe, can you do it? ”

"I ......" Cai Yingyang didn't expect Yang Zhen to have this entrustment, and he was a little uneasy, but he didn't want to go against Yang Zhen's intentions, so he could only nod vigorously, and then said: "Second brother, you have such a great ability, you will definitely be able to go back safely this time." ”

Yang Zhen smiled faintly and pretended to be relaxed: "Actually, I think so too, so I say this just in case." ”

After explaining this, Yang Zhen's gaze became resolute again, swept over the Beijing camp soldiers beside him, and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, this time we stormed the Tartar camp not only to ensure that Lord Qincha can go back, but also to fight for our own survival. So I hope you will give your all and don't be as timid and hesitant as before. There is nothing to be afraid of dying, and being looked down upon is the shame of those of us who are soldiers. ”

Yang Zhen had shown the strength to impress his generals in yesterday's battle, and the encouragement of these words made the morale of all the soldiers rise suddenly, and they also responded in a low voice: "Yes, we will understand." ”

"That's it, that's it." After handing Zhong Yu a look to the dozen or so people on his side, Yang Zhen had already straightened up, and Ma Li picked up the longbow that had already been put on the arrow, and without deliberately aiming, he quickly shot a series of deadly arrows at the few Tartar sentries at the bottom of the mountain.

When he was talking to Zhong Yu and Cai Yingyang just now, Yang Zhen was also distracted and saw the situation in the Tartar camp below. Finding that the sentries were not moving around at will, but were standing in place, naturally greatly increased the likelihood of his hit.

At the moment when the arrow left the string, Yang Zhen had already turned on his horse, shouted in his mouth, and led the Ming army who had already mustered up enough courage to kill down the mountain.