Wu Yancheng grabbed the reins of the horse, and the cavalry around him also reined in the war horse. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The flames were burning in the camp, and for this attack, the Shence Army dispatched ten artillery pieces and ten flying thunder cannons, which proved to have completed the task perfectly.

Mission.

The Ming cavalry flew in front of the Mongol camp, but did not enter the camp as the Mongols expected. Not even close to the camp at all. If this camp is a dead line, the Ming cavalry galloped in front of this dead line, but never touched this dead line.

The flames jumped on the face of Wu Yancheng, the commander of the Third Brigade of the Shence Army. Countless Mongol soldiers were running out of the camp in a panic, killing in the direction where the enemy might appear.

Because the Mongolian Huihui artillery camp is located in the middle and rear of the entire west of the city, so the Ming army wants to attack the camp, the best way is naturally to go out of the city from the east of the city, and tear the hole in the rear where the defense is relatively weak after a circle, so the Mongolian ambush soldiers are mainly arranged on the west side of the Huihui artillery camp, on the side close to the city wall, but there are a small number of soldiers pretending.

After all, it was difficult for the Ming army to make a breakthrough in the trenches and walls in front of the Mongolian camp, and even if there was a breakthrough, it would be difficult to kill the camp where the Huihui artillery was located before the Mongolian infantry cavalry came to support; Second, these camps are laid out layer by layer, layer upon layer, and there are Mongolian soldiers in the camp to resist, even if the Ming army really chooses the most unlikely road to attack, it can also delay time, so that the Mongolian cavalry wandering around the periphery rushed to support, and finally wiped out all the Ming troops who raided in the layers of camps.

However, the Ming army unexpectedly shelled the camp directly, and the entire camp was already in flames.

Faintly able to hear the shouts and shouts not far away, the Mongolian infantry of the brigade appeared in a disorderly manner, and a capital head rushed to Wu Yancheng's side, and said with an arched hand: "Brigade Commander Qiqi, the Mongolian Tartar garrison in the north of the city has been dispatched!" ”

"Tell the brethren to retreat!" Wu Yancheng snorted.

A statue of a cannon and a flying thunder cannon were carefully carried onto the cart by the soldiers, while two teams of Ming cavalry simultaneously dispatched to the sides to block the approaching Mongol cavalry.

Wu Yancheng exhaled lightly, the Mongolian infantry cavalry obviously hadn't figured out what was going on, so they didn't mean to entangle with these two Ming light cavalry at all, or these Mongols didn't know whether the cavalry that suddenly rushed out in the dark and didn't even have a banner was their own or the enemy. After all, for them, the first task was to support the Mongol camp, not to stop the Ming army. What's more, the information obtained by the Mongolian side is not clear at all about the composition of the Shence Army in the city, and the six gates and Jinyi guards who are dispatched naturally do not allow any Mongolian spies to approach or even blend into Dunhuang City to explore the details of their own side.

So at that time, Tang Zhen and Liang Yanwu even suspected that the Mongols did not know that the Ming army still had a team of cavalry.

"Mongol Tatar cavalry!" One of the chiefs jerked his horse's head around.

Thousands of Mongolian cavalry had apparently discovered this "sneaky" Ming army and rushed towards this side. After all, the Ming army's bravado with its teeth and claws may seem to be a bit deterrent when it is far away, and when you get closer, you will find that in fact, the Ming army has not attacked at all, and these Mongolian cavalry will naturally not rush into the camp stupidly.

This kind of thing is obviously not what they should do, so these cavalry naturally scattered in all directions and began to chase and kill the Ming army.

"Prepare for war!" A trace of a smile on Wu Yancheng's face had dissipated, and he lifted the reins of the horse and ordered in a deep voice, "Gather the team and cover the artillery team!" ”

"No!" Several of the surrounding heads and ten generals roared without the slightest hesitation. The infantry cavalry of the Ming army, which was not very numerous, did not hesitate at all, and quickly lined up. Artillery and flying thunder cannons had to rely on carts to carry them, and even if these carriages were modified, there was still no way to successfully retreat into Dunhuang before the Mongol cavalry arrived, so they could only rely on these Ming infantry cavalry to resist with flesh and blood.

War horses trampled the earth, horses' hooves shook sand, and the Mongol cavalry was getting closer and closer.

"Kill!" A word popped out of Wu Yancheng's throat, and it immediately tore through the endless darkness. Hundreds of Ming cavalry were like sharp spearheads, taking the lead in killing the Mongolian cavalry that was getting closer and closer. And the thousands of foot soldiers behind him marched forward at the same time, like a shield behind the spearhead, which could make the spearhead attack or retreat at any time.

The Mongol cavalry did not engage this small but fierce Ming cavalry, but violently parted to the sides and rushed directly to the rear foot soldiers. Originally, the defense line of the Ming army was an arc blocking the retreating convoy behind, as long as it could tear a hole in the defense line of these foot soldiers, the Ming army infantry had no way to catch up with the Mongolian cavalry galloping away, and the Ming cavalry could only look at the back and sigh because of the distance.

At that time, the artillery and flying thunder cannons of the Ming army's hasty retreat were tantamount to lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Seeing the Mongolian cavalry passing directly to the side, Wu Yancheng exhaled lightly.

The Ming infantry who were slowly advancing stopped at the sound of slogans, and the Mongolian cavalry was divided into two and two and four, and they directly attacked the Ming infantry from four directions. However, in the end, the Shence Army is the elite force of the Ming Dynasty that has been on the battlefield for a long time, and all the soldiers just calmly and slowly raised their swords and guns.

"Put!" The arms of the heads fell at the same time.

In the darkness, the Divine Arm Crossbow and the Fire Bolt unleash their wrath on their enemies at the same time.

And it turned out that the previous division of the Mongol army still made some sense, although this made it more difficult for the Mongol cavalry to break through the defense, but it was also more able to ensure that the Mongols could approach the enemy with fewer casualties under the roaring arrows and iron bullets of the Ming army.

Wu Yancheng turned his horse's head while looking at the white-hot battle situation all of a sudden, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly, the Mongolian Tatars have now become more and more desperate, and even their tactics have changed from how to attack the enemy as much as possible at the beginning to try their best to protect themselves now.

Preserving strength on the battlefield may be important, but it is often not the most important.

An army that is greedy for life and afraid of death and is always thinking about preserving its strength will find it difficult to achieve victory, and it will only lead to a great weakening of the strength of the army that it can protect.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Wu Yancheng was already able to determine that he didn't need to worry about this small offensive and defensive battle. After all, in order to ensure that the artillery and flying thunder cannons could be transported back to the city in their entirety, Wu Yancheng's small team, which was small in number but elite enough, was equipped with a large number of bows and crossbows and firearms, and these "notorious" weapons were enough to wear out the last of the Mongolian cavalry's sharpness before they reached the Ming army. What's more, there are still heavily armored soldiers waiting for them in the rear formation.

Sure enough, the Mongol cavalry, under the intensive and uninterrupted blows of the divine arm crossbow and the fire gun, quickly lost the courage to continue the attack, leaving hundreds of corpses on the ground, and retreated to both sides. It's just that such a retreat is tantamount to exposing one's flank to the swords and guns of the Ming army. However, it seems that the Mongol cavalry can no longer take care of so much, and these four teams, which have also suffered a lot of blows, obviously have no heart to entangle with the Ming army, and just want to jump out of this hellish trap early.

Seeing this, Wu Yancheng couldn't help but shake his head regretfully. If he had enough troops in his hands now, or even more so if he could have enough arrows and iron bullets, he would definitely take people to kill them directly, but after all, his main purpose was only to divert the tiger from the mountain, and defending the city also needed a lot of arrows and gunpowder, so he couldn't waste it at this time.

Subconsciously looking up in the other direction of Dunhuang City, Wu Yancheng exhaled lightly.

Lao Tzu is working so hard here, Huo Liang, you must not mess up the big thing.

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When all the surrounding soldiers were dispatched to support the camp on the back side of the artillery, Ashina Tumen vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he had no other choice, after all, he was just a small capital, and he was able to take on the task of guarding and storing the fire oil camp, which already showed that Shangguan appreciated him, if he went to Shangguan at this time to talk nonsense, Ashina Tumen understood how disdain and anger those who controlled his fate would be.

So even if it doesn't feel right, before finding definite evidence, Ashina Tumen will not run over and say anything, and even his life experience over the years tells him that even if he really finds something, he can't say much, and when a shrunken turtle is sometimes the best choice.

After all, once Shangguan doesn't listen to your advice and makes a big mistake, there is a good chance that someone will be found as a scapegoat. And often you with a humble official position are the best choice, suggesting too late, not fulfilling your duties, etc., and the hat is buttoned up, which is directly beheading.

As a second-class ethnic group for a long time, Ashina Tumen knew very well that if he took the blame, his superiors would definitely not hesitate to push themselves out. The death of a Dutou of the Lust-Eyed people does not hinder their fundamental interests, but this person is still a Turkic nobleman, which is tantamount to gilding the identity of the Dutou who was originally too small, killing this person, firstly, it can stabilize the morale of the army, and secondly, it can also deter the more and more disobedient Lust-Eyed people.

The Mongolian top will certainly be happy to see such an outcome. After all, there are fewer and fewer Mongols, and killing middle and high-ranking generals at this time may cause dissatisfaction below and weaken the control of the grassroots. The pros and cons in the word can be weighed clearly by any individual.

Therefore, Ashina Tumen would rather be a shrunken turtle than be an understanding person.

Sometimes the worst person who dies is really the person who understands best, and everyone can't see the game clearly, as far as you see it most clearly, doesn't it seem that you are better than the rest. If the gun shoots the first bird, it is natural to put you down first before everyone can live a stable life.

In an instant, Ashina Tumen subconsciously looked at Dunhuang City, which was silent in the darkness in the distance. Although Mongolia blocked the news in every possible way, because the Ming army was now advancing all the way, the Ming policy towards captives and foreign people had been known by many well-intentioned people, and it was spread among every tribe in Mongolia by word of mouth.

It is said that the policy of the Southern Barbarians was very fair, and they did not distinguish between ethnic groups, but divided social classes as slaves and common people of the Ming Dynasty. The conquered people and prisoners of war will appear as slaves at the beginning, but as long as you take the initiative to sign up for the army, or even make amazing achievements in the construction of various engineering facilities in the Ming Dynasty, then you have the opportunity to obtain the status of ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty, and not only you, but your family will also be free from the status of slaves.

With this policy, the Ming Dynasty has formed the Jingjiang Army, the Dali Army and other elite alien armies, Ashina Tumen heard an old centurion who had participated in the Battle of Chengdu said, the Jingjiang Army and the Dali Army Those crazy people, fighting is simply playing with their lives, after all, as long as they take risks to obtain military merits, the family will benefit immensely, and even if there is no military merit to die first, the imperial court also has a very rich reward and pension, but slightly less than the Ming soldiers.

For families who have been enslaved, this is already precious.

Ashina Tumen is not a person who is afraid of death, he was also aggressive when he was young, and even took the lead in storming the city wall during the day, but this does not mean that he has no worries in his heart. He still has his family in the rear, and Ashina Tumen can't imagine what kind of situation his family will face if he dies on the battlefield and his family is made a foreign race and a slave under the Ming Dynasty.

His infant child has no way to bear the burden of the family, and how can his frail and sickly wife earn a glimmer of life under the rule of the Ming Dynasty?

Ashina Tumen looked at Dunhuang City in the distance, and was stunned for a while.

However, a sharp sound suddenly interrupted his thoughts, and he subconsciously looked back, his face changed drastically.

I don't know when, a Ming cavalry has already come out of the darkness, and the clear light of the bright moon is sprinkled on their armor and blades, reflecting the streamer like water. The cavalry of the Ming army quickly aimed at the Mongolian infantry in the camp and fired arrows.

"Centurion!" Shi Chang, who had been following Ashina Tumen, suddenly shouted out in surprise.

Ashina Tumen pulled out his saber, but he was stunned, and he subconsciously looked at the place where the fire was rising.

The sound of the east strikes the west, and the tiger leaves the mountain.

No matter how you describe it, the Ming army has achieved its goal this time. Their purpose was not to return the cannon at all, but to the fire oil camp here. The Ming army in the city suffered for two days under the Mongol return artillery, and finally forced the Mongols to use the final weapon such as fire oil, so that the Ming army finally selected its night attack target not the more threatening return artillery, but the fire oil that would force itself into a desperate way after the city was broken.

What's more, the Mongols will definitely defend the camp where the Hui artillery is located, especially when the Ming army attacks with great fanfare, and the Mongolian infantry in the rest of the country will naturally be transferred over. When the time comes, the camp where the oil is stored will become the best target.

This can be seen from the appearance of the Ming cavalry here like ghosts, how many troops the Mongols have withdrawn to support the camp where the Hui artillery is located.

Countless black ghosts appeared in the moonlight, like the gods of darkness bathed in the moonlight, raising their blades and silently bringing the deadliest death. The Ming cavalry in front of him paused slightly, and when his arm was raised again, a red flag was already hunting and dancing against the bright moon in the sky.

The wind of the desert stirs the flags, and the endless sand dunes set off this figure.

Ashina Tumen's body was already cold.

In his nightmare, the Ming army often appeared in the posture of a Nirvana Phoenix, with an endless sea of fire burning, tens of thousands of soldiers marching forward, and red flags fluttering, like a phoenix soaring in the sea of fire.

And now the cavalry of the Ming army appeared with another terrifying momentum.

The sharp blade in the darkness often makes no sound, but it can always kill people.

The soldiers under the command of Ashina Tumen fled in chaos in this sudden attack. And the chief who was closely following Ashina Tumen also looked up worriedly at the person he had been following.

The knife that was slowly drawn out returned to the scabbard, Ashina Tumen carefully took off the saber, and slowly walked to the gate of the camp under the stunned gazes of the people around him. A general of the Ming army suddenly grabbed the war horse, and the horse lance in his hand reflected a little moonlight, and pointed to the Ashina Tumen that was close at hand with a chill.

Ashina Tumen knelt directly on the ground, lowered his head and raised his saber, without saying a word.

The general of the Ming army was obviously stunned, but immediately sneered, and the soldiers beside him had already thrown countless torches into the camp.

After a moment of silence, the chief behind Ashina Tumen also fell to his knees.

The surrounding Mongolian soldiers no longer hesitated, and the black pressure fell to their knees.

The fire burst out at this moment, and in an instant, the entire heaven and earth were rendered blood-red. (To be continued.) )