"Your Majesty think twice!" Mildness is really urgent, Datong and the Tartars have colluded, and they have already pitted the border army of Xuanfu, and the situation has been so bad that it is impossible to increase it, and now it may not be too late to retreat, and the emperor still has to pursue, and the Hou Ye actually supports it...... This, this, is it that you are crazy, or is the whole world crazy?

"General Wen, I ask you, what is the most terrible thing about the Tartars? What's the worst thing to be good at? Zhengde suddenly asked an irrelevant question. 【Reading.com】

"Uh......" Wen Wen was stunned, raised his eyes to see Zhengde's expression, very serious, no joke, he had to explain: "The tribes on the grassland are all soldiers, and when necessary, even women can go on horses and fight, and it is said that Chang Yu and Hunting have also trained each other to cooperate, so ......"

Tartar is the number one foreign enemy of the Ming Dynasty, therefore, the advantage of the grassland alien race is also a compulsory course in the Military Academy, Wen Wen is the vice president of the Military Academy, and many items are summarized by him personally, even if he is a little distracted, but he still responds like a stream.

"In addition, they have grown up on horseback since they were young, and they are all very skilled in horsemanship...... There are many livestock in the steppe, and their marching speed is very strong, and their movements are erratic, which is difficult to defend...... The grasslands are vast, and the tribes are scattered, so I can't ......counterattack the Ming border army."

"General Wen is right, but you didn't get to the point, the most terrible thing about the Tartars is their fierceness, these people are outlaws, they don't even care about their own surnames, and they are naturally fierce when they fight. And the worst thing they are at is using their brains, because they don't have brains in the first place. ”

Zhengde sneered: "And now, they are abandoning their strengths and weaknesses and playing conspiracy, isn't that self-inflicted?" Hmph, think about it, if they follow the usual style of the Tartars, with 100,000 troops, and meet me under the city of Xuanfu, how can they not strive to move forward? But they retreated, didn't this make it clear to me that there was a conspiracy in it? ”

"Intrigue and trickery, that is what the ministers of the court and the central government are good at, and being able to calculate Zhang Zongbing is also the credit of those scum, and it is not compatible with the little prince himself. Now that he has tasted the sweetness and is trying to repeat his old tricks, if I don't play him well, how can I be worthy of the tens of thousands of heroes here? The innocent people of Xuanfu? ”

The banks of the Sanggan River were quiet, only the roar of the young man was echoing, and he looked at the young man in front of him gently, as if he had seen a stranger.

It's different, it's really different, it's not the same as the hippie smiling boy in the Forbidden City; is not the same as the gag son of heaven on the Jinluan Palace; Even different from the athlete who focused on deducing wargames or competitive sports when he was in Xiyuan, the current emperor is a commander who is determined to command and is not angry and arrogant.

"Although the cooperative surname is good, but the Tartars are just a rabble after all, there is no military discipline at all, after abandoning the fierce spirit, this point will be further exacerbated, next, let me teach that turtle a good lesson, and let him know that my Ming art of war is broad and profound."

…… It's a pity that when Zhengde spoke, the little prince was not at the scene, otherwise he would definitely nod his head. The repeated retreats made the morale of the grassland soldiers and horses drop sharply, especially when they retreated into the territory of Datong, and when they were rewarded by the scouts who were delayed, saying that the cavalry they encountered in the morning was only a team of about 10,000 people, he even pulled off a handful of beards.

This battle was really too hot, it was originally to preserve its strength, but the opponent's strength continued to grow, and there were 10,000 more cavalry, and if you want to bite hard, the price you need to pay will be even higher.

The leaders of the tribes have begun to be dissatisfied, and the prestige of Wusu, who is fighting under the city of Xuanfu, is also rising, if it weren't for the strength of the little prince and the previous brilliant victory, these guys would even have rebelled.

After all, the Tartars are accustomed to simple combat modes, and they don't need to think when they see a weak enemy, they just rush forward, and if they think too much, they will make mistakes, and now his predicament is the best proof of this.

However, you can't blame him for this, at least Boyan Mengke himself thinks so, if it weren't for those ministers of the Ming Kingdom who said that the emperor was an idiot, and there was only a group of baby soldiers under him, the capital was tight, there would be no reinforcements coming, and he wouldn't be so embarrassed, what idiot? The ministers themselves are idiots!

At this point, it's useless to regret it, the little prince is not the kind of character who complains, and after coming back to his senses, he began to actively remedy it.

The distance between the two armies can't be stretched too far, and no one can guess whether the little emperor will retreat, because the previous conspiracy has been revealed, and the generals of Datong are probably already under suspicion, and in this situation, the retreat is also reasonable.

In fact, the little prince prefers Zhengde to retreat, once the other party begins to retreat, morale will be low, and then there is his own army on the side, panic will spread, yes, this is the same as wolf hunting, first chill the enemy, and then attack...... He seemed to have been cleaned up like this before, he thought a little confused.

As an opponent, of course, Zhengde could not let him get his wish, after a little rest of the army, unswervingly pursued into the territory of Datong, and the little prince could only fight with all his spirit to deal with it, and the territory of Datong was covered with war clouds.

When the army is fighting, the military intelligence comes first, so the first thing to unfold is the scout war in full swing.

…… Hatairu is a member of the elite soldiers of the king's tent, this status is quite noble in the grassland, even the leaders of many small tribes are not compared, no matter where they go, they will be courteous.

His horsemanship and archery skills were good, as well as his knife skills, which allowed him to serve as a centurion in the scouts. The scout is the eyes of the army, the most elite of troops, and he is always proud of it.

In addition to being a scout, there are many advantages to being a scout, such as meeting a village or a lonely Han Chinese, who can drink soup before the army.

Although there were already seven women in his tent, and two of them were snatched back Han women, doing this kind of burning, killing and looting always made his beast's blood boil, and his subordinates were all about the same.

However, this time, although he had seen many villages along the way, and a few of them were inhabited, he did not dare to do so.

It's not that there is a military order from above, and the descendants of Genghis Khan will never restrict it in this regard, the reason, just think about how the Great Khan died back then. He was cautious because he knew that the opponent he faced this time was very strong, and he could not handle it casually.

In Shunshengchuan, there were a total of about ten teams of scouts and the enemy encountered, the number of enemies was about the same, according to the normal situation, unless it was the elite of the Ming army, the steppe people would definitely win a big victory. But the result was disappointing, and despite the fact that a considerable number of enemies were killed, the shepherds were defeated.

Therefore, Hadeiru was very cautious, and did not carry the bow on his back as usual, but took it in his hand, and kept his other hand on the hilt of the sword, so that at the slightest movement he would be ready for the enemy.

"There's someone over there!" His attitude also infected his men, and the cavalry widened their eyes and constantly scanned around, and spotted the enemy at the first opportunity.

Hatairu looked up and saw a small hill in the distance, on which several Ming soldiers were leading horses, one of them was holding a metal cylinder, and he didn't know what it was.

Maybe that's a firearm? This can explain why those Ming scouts are so powerful, only by relying on firearms, the cowardly Ming army can fight against the men on the grassland. However, there is nothing to be afraid of firearms, they can't be taken accurately, and it takes a long time to reload, so as long as you don't get together, you'll be fine.

"Spread out, surround and keep an eye on the surroundings!" Hatairu is a veteran with extremely rich combat experience, and his orders are also very orderly.

The movement on their side is not big, they may be scouts, even if the martial arts are not successful, but the ears and eyes are effective, of course the Ming army will not be indifferent, seeing that there are many people on the Hatailu side, those Ming troops do not dare to resist, and they have fled on horseback.

"Catch up and kill them all." Hatailu and the others have been vigilant on the road, so the speed of movement is not fast, this is not far from the camp of the army, these Ming troops do not know how long they have stayed, maybe they have already gotten some information, there are many people on their side, of course they can easily let go.

"Whew!" Looking up at the distance, and seeing that they were beyond the range of their bows and arrows, the shepherds drew their knives and chased after them.

Behind the hill was a forest, and several Ming soldiers panicked and went straight into it. But now it is winter, and most of the plants and trees have withered, so they seem sparse, even in the forest, they can't hide their figures, and even if they are far away, the shepherds can see clearly.

"Kill!" Haderu took the lead, and the shepherds were all courageous.

After all, they were still far away, so they could only see their backs, not see the expressions on each other's faces, and not hear each other's words, otherwise, maybe Haderu would stop and think about it.

Facing the captives who were nearly twice as numerous as themselves, the Ming army led by them showed a sneer and whispered: "The emperor is right, this is a bunch of turtles, haven't you heard of the rules of Fenglin Mojin?" Stupid rushed in, it's hard not to die, hum! ”

As if to make a footnote to his words, there was a sudden scream of neighing horses in the woods, and Hatairu looked back in shock, only to see that his men had fallen two horses, the horses lost their front hooves, and the people were thrown far away, and their heads and necks touched the ground, and they saw that they were no longer alive.

The culprit of the tragedy was a straw rope, low mixed in the grass, and no one had noticed it before, and the result was the accident just now.

"Where's the stumbling block? Didn't someone just pass by here? Hatairu was puzzled, he didn't know the rules of Feng Lin Mo to enter, but if someone hadn't run in front of him, he wouldn't have chased him in easily.

"Lord Hatairu, are you still chasing after you?" It is true that the shepherd's horsemanship is not blown, and at the same time as the screams sounded, all the people had already reined in their horses.

"Chase, kill the Bright Army for revenge! Just watch your step. This kind of little trick can't stop the descendants of Genghis Khan, seeing that the Ming army also stopped, pointing here and sneering, where could Hatairu bear this breath, he roared and rode forward.

"An idiot who doesn't remember his last name for long." The Ming army led by him shook his head and sighed.

"Ha, Brother Shi, you are wrong, it is Gu Yu who doesn't care about his head." The companion next to him corrected with a smile.

"Well, that's true." The man who is at the head is as good as a stream.

"Poof! …… Yes! The screams rang out again, but before the screams, there were other sounds. It was the sound of headless corpses falling from their horses, that is, the corpses of several cavalrymen who rushed to the front, including Hatairu, and the screams were made by the people behind.

It wasn't until a few corpses spurted blood and fell to the ground that the remaining Tartars found out that there were still a few thin threads tied to them among the trees! This thing is not lethal, but if it passes by the horse, it just sends the neck up, either the silk thread is broken, or the neck is broken, and it seems that the silk thread is stronger than the neck...... What a vicious and terrible trap! A few captives were terrified, where did they dare to chase again, and they turned their horses' heads and did not look back, they wanted to escape, only thinking about escaping from this terrible forest as soon as possible.

"It's too late...... the leader of the Ming army sighed again, and then, the screams rang out again and again, and soon fell silent, and the woods were quiet again.

"I said it earlier, when Lin Mo entered, Hou Ye said well, set a trap in the forest, this is our best skill in Xiangma, haha."

(To be continued)