The slogan was shouted loudly, but Wusu did not have the courage to set up a position, in a vain attempt to fight to the death with the Ming army. [Full text reading]

After the alliance symbolizing the surname, or joint, he and the fire sieve reached a consensus, both of which believed that the Ming army could not be viewed with old eyes, and that the grassland people could no longer threaten the Ming army on the frontal battlefield, as in the Yongle period. They had the best, and they could only use their own housekeeping skills to deal with the powerful Ming army with wolf pack tactics.

Wusu gathered the young and strong, gathered about 50,000 cavalry with complete equipment, and left some livestock and herdsmen as supplies, and then let the rest of the troops all migrate north, far away to the old national capital and the forest area, this is to prevent the Ming army from raiding.

At the same time, the fire sieve also brought 20,000 varat cavalry to join the Tatar army, and after the battle of Yingzhou, the steppe people once again assembled a coalition army of sufficient size, but in terms of strength, this coalition army was far from being comparable to that one.

"Chiefs, let's start marching."

"Obey!"

With the order of the fire sieve, the dust and smoke rose everywhere, and the horse's hooves flew over, and the army quickly broke into pieces, turning into a small team of thousands of people, scattered into the vast grassland. Such a team was not enough to break through the fortresses of the border passes, and they had only one goal, that is, the supply lines of the Ming army.

Spring is only halfway over, naturally there is no wind and grass to see the scene of cattle and sheep, but seeing that the green grass is hurrying, the white ice and snow are no more, the herdsmen are in a good mood, and a group of cavalry stretches for miles, marching south.

With more than 1,000 cavalry, 2,000 horses, and two horses, after two large-scale losses, even in horses, the Tatars were not as generous as before.

The leader is a burly beard, speaking of which, the shepherds of the grassland are almost the same, even the voice is generally loud, he is shouting to the people around him: "Hurry up, cheer up, we are going to raid the Ming army this time, and it can be regarded as revenge for your people, how can you look so listless?" ”

"The eagle of the Belu Department was frightened by someone, and it has become a quail, and even the people of the Ming Kingdom don't dare to fight, and if it goes down, I'm afraid even women won't dare to play, haha." Before he could answer, someone took over the conversation in a strange way, with a sneer in his words, followed by a burst of laughter.

Just as the Warat and Tatar were both Mongols, but they fought and killed each other, the relationship between the various Tatar tribes was also different, and although there were those who were close, more of them did not like each other. The grassland is a place where the weak eat the strong, and to survive here, the competition is greater than being a eunuch, fighting for pasture, grabbing loot, and there are many factors that can turn the two tribes against each other.

When fighting abroad, this competitive relationship did not have much effect, so the successive khans also turned a blind eye. They don't want to care, the fighting between the bottom is conducive to him to maintain his dominance; At the same time, they can't control it, as long as they don't make too much noise, they will let it go.

He served as the leader of the scouts, and was selected into the team of the southern invasion, and there is no doubt about his combat power, when the Belu tribe was still there, his ability caused a lot of pressure on the neighboring tribes, and now the Belu tribe has disappeared, and it will be made fun of, which is also deserved.

The bearded man glared, turned his head and shouted: "Okay, don't laugh, the two Great Khans said well, now is a matter of life and death, we must work together to get through the difficulties, we grassland people are broad-minded heroes, why do you remember the little dirty in the past?" Be honest with me, and use all the extra strength to go to the battlefield, and when the time comes, don't lose my face in Manggul! ”

"Big leader, don't you worry, isn't it just dealing with a group of people? We are the invincible Mongolian iron horsemen in the world, how can we lose face? ”

"But no, how fierce the Ming people were in the past, they broke through the capital, not to mention Shang, and even burned Helin, but didn't they be crushed by us in circles? As long as we keep an eye on their back road, in the end they still have to be busy in vain, and when this domineering emperor dies, and then a new emperor, this grassland is still the world of our Mongolians! ”

There are no two or three survivors of the battle of Yingzhou, and the elites who escaped are mainly the elite of the king's tent, and the ordinary tribes do not have a very clear concept of the battle of Yingzhou. It's just that I know that the Ming army is very strong, and it is not very clear how strong it is, and most of the shepherds think according to the idea that there are many people.

However, last year's snowy night raid gave them a clear understanding of the endless methods of the Ming army, and the results achieved by the enemy also made them fearful. Now that no one is clamoring to confront the enemy from the front, if it were not for the barrenness of Mobei and the strong dominance of Wusu and Fire Sieve, the herdsmen might have preferred to use the guerrilla principle of defeat and run.

Of course, what they are doing now is also guerrilla warfare, avoiding the enemy's edge, using mobility to find the enemy's weak links, so that the enemy will continue to lose blood, and it will not be replenished. As the well-informed herdsman said, they relied on this tactic to survive the most difficult period of the grassland people when the Ming Dynasty opened the country.

"Thank you, Chief, Manggul." When he was ridiculed, he should have kept his head down and didn't make a sound, but now the shepherds were in chaos, but he suddenly moved. Although the gratitude in his tone was very sincere, Mang Guer could clearly see that his eyebrows and eyes were full of worry, "But let's be careful......

"Careful? Be careful of what? Mangul asked in a low voice.

He was not afraid of listening to unpleasant words, and he should have been to Yingzhou soon, and had seen the strangeness of the Ming army, just to see that he could escape from Belubu alone, and he knew that these experiences might save his life at a critical moment.

But these pieces of advice must not be heard, otherwise it may deal a serious blow to morale, and his tribe is not a Golden Horde, nor is it an elite of the King's Tent, but just a group of ordinary shepherds.

"Since we defeated the Xuanfu soldiers, the Ming army is not a civilian government, and there are also heroes in the Ming army, those people are very familiar with the fighting style of our grassland people, and they won't know what we are going to do......

"You mean ......"

"The Ming army must have come prepared, they have been preparing for a year, it can't be just for the winter raid, since they dare to build a city, they must have something to rely on." He should have quickly raised his voice and said word by word: "Leader Manggul, if you believe me, when I say be careful, you must be careful, don't be impulsive, otherwise you will ......"

Mang Guer looked at him in a daze, he was frightened by the other party's terrifying look and tone, he thought more deeply than the clansmen, and he wouldn't have any schadenfreude, he was just thinking, how terrible is the Ming army if he can scare a warrior like this like this?

“…… I know. There was a silence for a while, and he nodded heavily.

In order to avoid the main force of the Ming army, the rangers all went around the Tumo River, but the mobility of the cavalry on the plains was still very good, and it only took a few days for the Manggul Department to return to the area of Dongsheng City.

This is right in the middle of the Tumo River and Datong, and it is far enough away from both sides to be the most suitable location for raiding. And they were also lucky, not long after they arrived, the spies in front of them came with the news.

"Big leader, the Ming army has been found ahead!"

"Is it a convoy? Do you explain the army? That is, there is an army escort? How many people are there in the Protectorate? Mangul asked in a series of questions.

"Yes, it's a convoy, only a few dozen rangers are following, but the convoy has already spotted our ......"

"Then why are you talking so much nonsense? Get on the horse, don't rest, just rush over and serve them, damn, I can finally grab some food to eat. Although he could listen to the opinions, the Manggul people were still a little reckless as their name suggested, and the scout's reward made him overjoyed, and he was about to charge with a whip.

"Chief, the convoy has already entered the camp, and there are hundreds of Ming troops in the camp!" The scout panicked, and didn't bother to explain in detail, and hurriedly said the most important thing.

"Camp? What camp? This aroused the vigilance of Mangul, and he jerked the reins, and the steed was strangled so badly that he snorted several times.

"The Ming army took the iron wire in a circle, dug a few more ditches in the middle, in the middle is a circle of wooden houses, and a fence ......" racked his brains to think, the already small brain capacity, and the poorer vocabulary made the scout very depressed, he described with difficulty, "By the way, this camp is not like a temporary camp, they have also cultivated a lot of paddy fields by the river." ”

"What's the mess? Running to the prairie to farm? The scout's efforts had not paid off, he and his leader had not yet reached the level of intimacy, and Manggul felt that his scout was completely ignorant.

"Do the Ming troops in the camp have any horses? That is, how many cavalry did they have? He asked suddenly.

"There are some horses, but not many, at most a hundred." Counting people and horses, this is the job of the grassland scout, and he finally changed from a stumbling to a normal person.

"Okay, just go check it out." Mang Guer was reminded that there were not many cavalry in the Ming army, and even if there was a conspiracy, he could retreat with his whole body, so what was strange about the camp, just go and see it with your own eyes.

Surrounded by more than a thousand cavalry, Manggul traveled all the way, he didn't dare to go too fast, and the scouts sent dozens of miles away, for fear of being ambushed or something. He shook his head and smiled bitterly, he found that his reminder seemed to be playing too much, but it was better than being as confused as Berubu.

"This is ......" When they arrived at the camp that the scout had mentioned, the shepherds' eyes widened and they stared at the scene in front of them.

The scout was right, it was the iron wire and the trench, and the wooden house, but there was more than one circle of iron wire, and it was not as simple as iron wire, there were many thorns on it, and it was like a big hedgehog. There is indeed farmland in the distance, the grass along the river has been uprooted, and the land has been ploughed.

It can be seen that the camp you see in front of you is indeed a camp, and it is a camp for the purpose of long-term reclamation.

(To be continued)