Not only Jiang Tie, but the rest of the Praetorian Guard cavalry generals also took a light breath, and grabbed the credit with the armored cavalry of Xiao Yangzi under Ye Yingwu, they were not afraid, but they didn't dare to take credit with Ye Yingwu and kill them. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Although he guessed that His Majesty might do this to put an end to the problem of fighting with the Praetorian Guards in a hundred battles, and letting go of the rest of the Mongolian cowardly Xue army in order to capture Namuhan, Jiang Tie didn't have time to think about it carefully, after all, this was on the battlefield, and the prey that had been circled by them was desperately fleeing!

Ye Yingwu led the armored cavalry to the position where the general banner of Namuhan was located, but on the north side of Namuhan's position, a large number of Mongolian cavalry of the Cowardly Xue Army were trying to retreat from the gap between the cavalry of the Praetorian Guard and the armored cavalry.

"Turn around and seal the retreat of the Mongolian Tatars!" Jiang Tie glanced at the battle situation, and immediately ordered without hesitation, Na Muhan's current tactics can already be clearly seen, this is to lure the Ming army to come and besiege with his own life, so as to create a chance for the rest of the cowardly Xue army to retreat.

Judging from the initial effect, this tactic seems to have really worked, whether it is the armored cavalry or the Praetorian Guard cavalry, or the Ming army in the trench and the camp, they are desperately attacking towards the position where the general flag of Namuhan is located, and they don't even care about the gaps between the various armies because of the difference in movement speed and original distance.

Even Jiang Tie had to praise Na Muhan for playing really well.

The general is the core of an army, and sometimes the soul of an army, and if the commander of the army dies in battle, an army is likely to collapse. But now the cowardly Xue army in front of the Ming army will not collapse because of Na Muhan's death or capture, because the commander of the cowardly Xue army from beginning to end is Kublai Khan, and Na Muhan is just a temporarily appointed commander to the cowardly Xue army, and the accident of Namuhan can only hit the morale of the cowardly Xue army, but it will definitely not let the cowardly Xue army collapse.

Just like the commander of the Praetorian Guard and the Hundred Battles is actually Ye Yingwu, even if Xiao Yangzi, the commander of the Hundred Battles Armored Cavalry, and Jiang Tie and Wu Chucai, who command the Hundred Guards, have any accidents, as long as Ye Yingwu is still there, the Janissaries and the Hundred Battles will still have their combat power!

What's more, for the current Mongolia, Kublai Khan, the Mongolian god of war, has been on the battlefield in person, so Mongolia does not lack good generals, the main thing that is lacking is the army, which is enough to compete with the Ming army, so when Namuhan was already destined to be difficult to get out, he resolutely planned to stay to attract the Ming army, so that the rest of the cowardly Xue army could take advantage of this opportunity to escape.

As long as these cowardly Xue troops can retreat alive, Mongolia still has the capital to compete with the Ming Dynasty.

It's just that it is obvious that Namuhan's trick was cracked by Ye Yingwu in the most crude and simple way, His Majesty the Emperor has personally led the army to attack Namuhan, as long as people with a little brain know what they should do, Ye Yingwu can completely crush Namuhan with five hundred armored horses, at this time there is no difference between going to join in the fun and looking for a draw, so Jiang Tie, Yang Bao and others have returned to the army to intercept the Mongolian cavalry who want to escape, since the credit of catching Namuhan is no longer available, then they can only kill more Mongolian Tartars, Use the number of Mongol heads as a battle merit!

Seeing the situation in front of him clearly, Na Muhan's face was already pale, but he still desperately waved the saber in his hand and faced the Ming military armor that was pressing over. Several guards behind him aimed at the leading cavalry and fired arrows, while the armored cavalry on the opposite side did not have the slightest intention of dodging.

The arrow fell into the cavalry and struck the armor with a crisp sound, but soon landed silently, leaving only a shallow dent in the armor, and the faces of the Namuhan's guards changed greatly. They followed Namuhan to fight in the south and the north, and they could be regarded as well-informed, and this is the first time they have seen such an invulnerable enemy today!

Na Mu Han smiled bitterly, but then this bitterness was replaced by a resolute feeling, no matter what happened to the rest of the cowardly Xue army, and no matter what these Southern Barbarians wanted to do to themselves, his Na Mu Han could not be humiliated at the hands of the Southern Barbarians.

The athletes on the steppe, the descendants of Genghis Khan's golden family, are about to die on the battlefield with a bang!

Without the slightest hesitation at the moment, Namuhan rode his horse and rushed forward directly. Ye Yingwu also saw this Mongolian general who came out of the crowd, and then looked at the armor on his body and the flag fluttering above his head, and naturally understood who it was. Without waiting for Ye Yingwu to order, Na Muhan had already ridden into the armored cavalry, and the galloping armored cavalry swung the blade in his hand at the same time and smashed it down on him!

Ye Yingwu shook his head slightly, he didn't have much interest in capturing a Mongolian prince alive, after all, Da Ming had already killed a Mongolian prince to death, and the Mongolian Great Khan was on the other side of this Qinshui. The Mongolian prince who will, directly, indirectly, or die in the hands of the Ming Dynasty in the future, is not worse than this one.

"If you want to die, then it will be done for you." Ye Yingwu sneered, didn't look at Namuhan, and went straight to the denser place of the Mongolian army to kill, not caring at all about Namuhan who fell into the armored cavalry. And these armored cavalry soldiers have been following Ye Yingwu for a long time, and naturally they can see that the person who rushed over is either rich or expensive, and nine times out of ten they are the Mongolian King of Bei'an, Namuhan, so they have not been a killer, just waiting for Ye Yingwu to order, at this time, seeing that Ye Yingwu did not react, Xiaoyangzi and they had no intention of showing mercy to their subordinates.

The two giant axes slashed heavily at the same time on Na Muhan's saber, Na Muhan's whole body trembled violently, and a mouthful of blood spurted out directly, and it was good that he could still support such a strong force. And an iron spear was directly drawn into Na Muhan's chest, knocking him off the horse. The war horse neighed, obviously realizing that the master was in danger, but the two armored horsemen who rushed up directly knocked the war horse away.

"Lord Wang!" Namuhan's guards were already red-eyed, but these armored horses kept wandering unhurriedly, like an iron wall standing here, no matter how much they tried to rush in, they were forcibly stopped.

Na Muhan got up a little embarrassed, and an armored horse swept past him quickly, the hammer had been knocked down heavily, Na Muhan hurriedly wanted to set up a saber to block, but unexpectedly another horse lance came from behind, "poof", has pierced his chest!

Shaking slightly, Na Muhan squinted his eyes, and a feeling of darkness spread throughout his body, but he still tried his best to look up, surrounded by several armored horses, a Ming army general came slowly, stretched out his hand to pull the iron mask on his head, and looked at him with interest.

"Leaf ······ Ye Yingwu! Namuhan muttered, blood constantly flowing from the corners of his mouth. can be surrounded by armored horses, except for Ye Yingwu, there is no one else.

"Bold!" Xiao Yangzi and the others immediately shouted in unison, and the weapons in their hands were raised at the same time.

Ye Yingwu stretched out his hand and waved it, and then said with a smile: "Don't be like a dead man, Na Muhan, the prince of Bei'an, go all the way!" ”

Huo Ran, the armored rider behind Na Mu Han, pulled out the horse lance, and blood suddenly gushed out, staining all the plackets on Na Mu Han's chest red. Na Muhan stretched out his hand to cover his wound and roared sharply: "Ye Yingwu, I hate to kill you, I hate to kill you-"

Ye Yingwu laughed, didn't care about Namuhan, and rode his horse away.

And Na Muhan slowly knelt on the ground, his eyes widened, still staring at the direction Ye Yingwu left.

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"The whole army will attack and pursue the Mongolian Tatar cowardly Xue army!" Zhang Shijie stood on the watchtower and issued an order without hesitation, three battlefields, the rocky beachhead on the river beach and the rocky beachhead in the lower reaches, the Mongolian army is still attacking the defense line of the Ming army like a wave, but Zhang Shijie knows very well that with the defeat of the cowardly Xue army, the Mongolian army in these two battlefields will not be able to support it for long, and the real important thing is the battlefield where the cowardly Xue army is located, and it is necessary to stop all the defeated cowardly Xue army.

Ye Yingwu, Yang Bao and others were obviously also aware of this problem, the cavalry of the Praetorian Guard had already rushed to block in front of the Cowardly Xue army, and the armored cavalry and the soldiers of the Divine Guard Army had also caught up with the tail of the retreating Mongolian army.

The cowardly Xue army is desperately attacking to the north under the leadership of several commanders, after all, they occupy the numerical advantage, even if the army is a little panicked, but this panic is mainly brought about by the desire to survive and the death of Namuhan, and now they are in front of them are the light cavalry of the Praetorian Guard, not those armored cavalry that seems to have fallen from the sky to kill the gods, so these Cowardly Xue cavalry are more powerful to attack forward.

After all, even if they were afraid of the enemy in front of them, and there were armored cavalry of the Ming army chasing after them, any Mongolian cavalry would rather choose to fight the light cavalry of the Ming army after experiencing the nightmare just now, rather than turn back to face the armored cavalry.

Therefore, the cowardly Xue army roared and rushed forward, and almost disrupted the formation of the Praetorian Guard cavalry at the first time, but fortunately, Jiang Tie had been following Ye Yingwu for a long time to fight in the north and south, so he quickly led the cavalry to shrink to the middle, and finally pulled up a fragile but still existing defense line, buying time for the rear foot soldiers and armored cavalry to come up.

At this time, the Ming army in the camp also poured out, directly pressing the cavalry of the cowardly Xue army from the flank!

In front, the cavalry of the Praetorian Guard gritted their teeth and fought bloodily, and the armored cavalry behind them roared with the threat of death, and the Ming infantry on the flanks and a large group of Ming soldiers pressed up like dark clouds, and the cowardly Xue cavalry who were panicked finally lost their last fighting spirit and retreated in the direction of Qinshui.

And in front of them were criss-crossed trenches.

"Fire!" The artillery of the Ming army did not hesitate at this time, in the trench and on the hillside, dozens of artillery pieces and flying thunder cannons aimed at the dense Mongolian cavalry at the same time, releasing their anger, boundless smoke and dust billowing up, accompanied by a series of undulating explosions.

All the soldiers of the Ming army who pressed up from all directions subconsciously held their breath and slowed down their pace at this moment, looking at the cowardly Xue army shrouded in smoke and dust, and listening to the rumbling cannon.

Everyone was in a trance.

This cannon sound, for the soldiers who have fought bloodily against the Mongols for decades; This cannon sound, for the millions of Chinese people displaced in the war; This cannon sound, in order to fight for the rejuvenation of China for so long, people with lofty ideals who shed their blood and blood; This cannon sound, for the bright rising sun and moon under the red dragon; This cannon sound, for the devastated but still struggling to move forward in China······

No one spoke, just listened quietly to the rumbling of cannons.

Even the battlefields fell silent, as the rest of the Mongol soldiers apparently realized what the cannon represented.

The knives and guns in the hands of Yang Bao and Bian Juyi were slowly put down, looking at the battlefield shrouded in artillery fire, Bian Juyi suddenly laughed: "It feels good to return to Elysium from hell, now it's their turn." ”

Yang Bao tilted his head slightly, a smile appeared on his bloodstained face, and he did not hesitate to show his white teeth to the world: "You kid has killed so many people, why do you still believe in 'hell', could it be that you have killed too much, changed your evil spirits, and converted to Buddhism?" ”

Bian Juyi stretched out his hand and pointed ahead, his body shook, but he still supported it after all: "No matter what you believe, aren't we miraculously walking down alive!" If it is really the blessing of the Buddha, then it means that the Buddha is also on the side of our Ming Dynasty, and killing more Mongolian Tatars will not be in line with his old man's wishes? ”

"You're a quibble." Yang Bao sighed a little helplessly, and immediately picked up the knife again, "Let the brothers take a breath, let's go and drive the Mongolian Tartars on the river beach down the river completely!" The credit for this battle can't be snatched away by the Praetorian Guard! ”

"Good!" Bian Juyi laughed and replied, the two glanced at each other, and they both saw the pride in each other's eyes.

Slowly put down the clairvoyance in his hand, Zhang Shijie also breathed a sigh of relief, no matter what, the cowardly Xue army finally crashed into the range of artillery and flying thunder cannons under the siege of the Ming army, and even Zhang Shijie suspected that in fact, Ye Yingwu was ready to attack on three sides at the beginning, and finally did not plan to let anyone monopolize the credit for eliminating the cowardly Xue army.

After all, the greatest share of this credit is given to the artillery, which is the best way to convince the armies, after all, no Ming army officer can deny that artillery is the most important in battle, without their previous fire suppression and a large reduction of the enemy's strength, it is actually difficult to deal with the Mongol army, which is much larger than himself.

Ye Yingwu's general flag was still fluttering proudly, and the surrounding Praetorian Guard cavalry kept swimming, obviously to prevent fish from slipping through the net, while the armored cavalry and the infantry of the brigade had slowly retreated, and the armored cavalry was exhausted after this battle, and it was difficult to continue fighting, not to mention that the rest of the battlefield was a trench and a distance, which was not suitable for armored cavalry.

Some of the rest of the footmen retreated to the camp, while others went straight to the riverbank.

Just when Zhang Shijie was about to give an order, a herald rushed up to the watchtower quickly: "Qiqi Shangzhu Kingdom, Youyan Battle Report!" ”

"Youyan?" Zhang Shijie's pupils shrank slightly. Ye Yingwu led the Ming army to fight a decisive battle with the Mongolian army on the bank of Qinshui, in order to help the Ming army attacking Youyan contain the main Mongolian force, so that the main forces such as the Tianwu Army and the Lianghuai Army could take Youyan as quickly as possible.

It can be said that as long as Youyan is taken, even if the Ming army is defeated in Qinshui, it will still be victorious despite defeat. But if the Ming army let go of a large number of Mongol troops in Youyan, even if it was defeated in Qinshui, it would still be defeated.

Zhang Shijie took a breath lightly, stretched out his hand to take the battle report, and the guards beside him hurriedly handed over a knife to pry open the fire paint, and the letters inside slipped out. After all, Zhang Shijie was a person who experienced the wind and waves of the change of dynasty at the end of the Song Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, so he immediately picked up the letter and opened it.

When the first line came into view, he closed his eyes suddenly, let out a long breath, and a smile that could not be concealed came to his lips.

The first line is only eight words, which is concise and clear.

Recover Youyan and capture Boshi alive!

Zhang Shijie immediately shouted: "Order, beat the drum, the whole army will go to battle, and at the same time inform the whole army!" ”

Obviously, he also understood that Youyan must be a great victory, and several guards responded loudly at the same time: "No! ”

The sound of drums rose from the ground, and the gate of the originally closed camp was opened at the same time, and a large number of Ming soldiers poured out like a tide, and when they heard the drums of this general attack, all the Ming soldiers in the trenches also roared and jumped out of their hiding places, and even the artillerymen withdrew their short soldiers, roaring and chasing the flags fluttering in front of them.

"Recover Youyan and capture Boshi alive!" The Ming army, who rushed out of the camp first, shouted loudly.

Immediately, these eight words swept through the whole army like a storm.

Countless people raised their arms and shouted, and countless people charged forward!

"Recover Youyan and capture Boshi alive!" The roar like a wave even covered the sound of the drums, and the Mongol troops on the river beach and the rocky beach, hearing these eight words, had fallen into complete confusion, and the Mongol troops on the other side who were waiting to board the ship also fell silent at once.

It has been lingering in the hearts of the soldiers of the Ming army, like the sound of a nightmare's horn, which also dissipated!