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"When is Uncle going to attack?"

In a luxurious tent outside Baoding City, Yinzhi put a glass of wine on his face with a smile on his face and handed a glass of wine to Tsewang Alabutan and asked.

Although the city of Baoding under his control is open, but as a hero on the grassland, His Majesty the Dzungar Khan still disdains to live in the house, and people just want to maintain their true colors, so they built a big tent outside the city, and the poor third elder brother had to be like serving his own father, and he came to greet An as a turtle son every day.

A real turtle son.

"Don't worry, isn't this Dagu mouth still frozen!"

Tsewang Alabutan hugged Yinzhi's beloved concubine, his hand was still kneading her chest, and he didn't look at the third elder brother, and said very casually.

Yinzhi smiled awkwardly, and quickly put the wine glass in front of him with respect on his face.

At this time, there was a sudden chaotic scream outside, accompanied by the neighing of many war horses, listening to the sound seemed to be a little abnormal, Tsewang Alabutan, who was stretching his hand into the clothes of Yinzhi's concubine, glared at his eyes, and roared angrily: "Dutama be quiet, don't you see His Royal Highness the Third Elder Brother here?" ”

Then a guard from outside ran in.

"Great Khan, there are a few horses outside that suddenly fall for some reason, including your most beloved one."

The guard said.

"What?"

Tsewang Alabutan's face changed, and he pushed away Yinzhi's concubine without hesitation, and then kicked away the small table in front of him, and hurriedly rushed out of the big tent, Yinzhi hurriedly got up and followed, and the two just went out, just when they met Tsewang Alabutan's number one general, Tsewang Arabutan, who looked a little dignified, and saw that Tsewang Alabutan was about to speak, but was interrupted by His Majesty the Great Khan.

"Let's go and see what happened to Ben Khan's horse?"

His Majesty the Great Khan said.

"There's a horse sick here, too?"

Tseringdondob's face changed and he said.

"What do you mean?"

Tsewang Alabutan said.

"Great Khan, just now all the armies have come to report, saying that a large number of war horses don't know why, all of them suddenly fell ill overnight, and they all have the same symptoms, and even some of them are already dying, and the same is true for the ministers, at least more than thirty percent of the war horses are sick."

Tselingtondob said.

At this time, they had already walked to the horse pen of Tsewang Alabutan, and half of the carefully selected BMW horses in it were lying in the fence and refused to get up, and those horsemen were constantly scolding and dragging hard, but those war horses that used to gallop like the wind and vigorous as dragons were like dying old horses, and refused to stand up no matter what. It's just that there is a heavy snort and even coughing, and the horse's nose is still flowing with snot like water, but there is a horse that finally stands up, but it can only stand there trembling, shaking with its head down, not to mention riding on it, it is estimated that a child can be planted with a finger poke.

"Damn, what the hell is going on?"

Tsewang Arabutan shouted like a breakdown.

"Horse plague, it's not good, it's horse plague!"

A flash of inspiration flashed through Yinzhi's mind, and he screamed almost subconsciously.

With his exclamation, the sky of the 170,000 Menghui cavalry suddenly collapsed, from south to north, from east to west, countless war horses fell one by one, the plague was like a domino that had been overturned, and like a collapsed snow at a terrifying speed, frantically spreading from one outbreak point to the other, in just two days, the plague had covered the entire control area of the Menghui cavalry, and more than 200,000 war horses fell under this terrible disaster.

Although, it should be said that as nomadic people, they are no strangers to horse plague, and they also have a certain ability to prevent and control it.

But the virus that created this plague came from three hundred years later, it has been tempered by thousands of years, and even has the ability to fight antibiotics, and it can be called a super virus in this era, and there is no cure for this disease even in modern times, and any horse infected with horse flu is survived by hygiene and recuperation, but at this time, the Menghui cavalry know what hygiene and cleanliness? They don't take a shower for almost their entire lives! And they knew that it should be useful to let the horses rest, but this is especially during the war, when the powerful enemy is less than a hundred miles away, and the speed is to come in the morning.

Rest? Are you kidding? What should I do if Ma Jing recuperates? Do you want to fight the artillery and muskets of the Ming army on two legs?

In all the camps, those Menghui cavalrymen were all crazy, staring at blood-red eyes desperately trying to make their war horses stand up in various ways, whether they were handed down from ancient times or invented by themselves, Yinzhi and Zhou Peigong also collected veterinarians and even human doctors from all over the country to find a way, but at this time there was no way, there is no effective medicine in modern diseases, what can they do? Everyone could only watch their efforts turn into futility, watch the horses fall more and more, and even watch them die of fever in high fever!

This is providence, this is the punishment of heaven!

Well, they do.

So a large number of Menghui cavalry gave up the treatment of their war horses, and began to pray to the gods they worshipped, to the Buddha, to the Bodhisattva, to their Allah, but unfortunately this is still in vain, no matter which god did not hear their prayers, their war horses are still constantly weakening, to the last 250,000 war horses, less than 30,000 can still be used to charge, which actually exceeds Yang Feng's expectations, after all, the veterinary level at this time is too poor, And horses have not developed some immunity to the virus.

30,000 horses, 170,000 cavalry, and 30,000 war horses remaining.

Thankfully, they still have camels.

They also have 50,000 camels.

And this virus only works on horses and horses and horses, such as donkeys and mules, and is of little use to other animals, which has to be said to be lucky, but even with the addition of these 50,000 camels, only less than half of the 170,000 Mongolian cavalry can get mounts, and the remaining more than half have become infantry, and suddenly these camels and usable war horses have become the focus of contention among the Great Khans.

Of course, there is no point in arguing at this time, because Yang Feng can't give them more time.

Beijing Yongding Gate.

"Don't say more, how to arrange the troops is your business, this king is not interested in care, but don't disturb the interest of this king!"

Yang Feng rode on an elephant horse, carrying his Qinglong Yanyue Knife, and said to Gao Huai and other generals kneeling in front.

Well, he's going out to pretend again.

And this time he not only wants to charge into battle in person, but he also wants to be the vanguard of the Ming army's counteroffensive, just like Li Shimin likes to do, personally leading his dragoon guards to chisel through the Menghui cavalry-controlled area, which means that he wants to break through the 170,000 army, and also fight from south to north, killing more than 100 miles, and only carrying 1,000 and 24 cavalry by his side.

"Lord Wang, you are the world, you shouldn't go to the battlefield in person, fighting a war is what we do for our subordinates, and strategizing is what you should do, if you still need to take action, how can we be subordinates in terms of face."

Gao Huai said very directly.

"Don't talk nonsense, this king has to take the lead in the war, if you are worried about the safety of this king, then hurry up and keep up!"

Yang Feng unceremoniously took the Qinglong Glaive Knife and pushed him away and said.

"Lord Wang!"

Gao Huai still wanted to stop it, but he was put on the back of Yang Feng's Qinglong Yanyue Knife on his shoulder, and he was immediately speechless, it was a weight of one hundred and eighty catties, and it was very difficult to pant on his shoulder, how could he still have the ability to continue talking, he could only watch Yang Feng ride his horse and walk past him.

Immediately afterwards, there were four rows of dragoons, who also walked out of the gate of Yongding Gate.

These dragoons are the same as Yang Wangye, they are all one person and two horses, and all of them are Arabian horses, one war horse and one riding horse, and the war horses even have a tool, that is, a full set of horse armor, and a stainless steel mask on their heads, which is completely the configuration of the ancient heavy cavalry. In addition to the cuirasse, those cavalry were also equipped with armor from other places, although they did not become the same iron cans as European knights, but basically the torso, thighs, and arms were all protected by stainless steel plate armor, and the whole was shining silver.

On everyone's chest, there is a golden coiled dragon, which represents their special status, the dragoon, or the Wu King Guard.

And the weapons of these dragoons are also no longer Zhangba spears, this kind of spears have become the standard configuration of the Ming army's cavalry brigade, which is not enough to show that the prince is forced, and this time it is a continuous battle, Zhangba spears are actually hollow wood, one-time use, Yang Feng is impossible to pull thousands of Zhangba spears together this time, so this time he equipped the dragoons with a new weapon, which is high enough, and it is also very practical, which is very suitable for his next battle.

This thing belongs to the spear class.

However, the blade of the spear was longer, basically like a short sword with a widened one, and a thickened wooden hammer was attached to the root, and the hammer was full of triangular nails to form a mixture of spear and mace, and the length of the wooden handle was nearly three meters......

Well, this is Ma Zhen.

This is high enough, and the dragoons are all standard men with a height of more than 1.75 meters, and they are all eating all kinds of high-intensity training and tossing every day, and ordinary cavalry can't play this kind of thing that can be called the king of cold weapons.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this king is waiting for you on the banks of the Yellow River!"

Yang Wang Ye carried the Qinglong Yanyue Knife, rode on an elephant horse with a shoulder height of more than two meters, and looked at the subordinate generals next to Yongding Gate very solemnly and said.

"Dragoons, attack!"

Immediately afterward, he swung the Green Dragon Glaive and roared.

"Dragoons, attack!"

Behind him, a thousand and twenty-four dragoons raised their horses and shouted in unison. (To be continued.) )