Just when the centurion of the Tang Wu people at the gate of the city was still in a daze, a cavalryman had already walked in front of him, raised the token in his hand, and shouted loudly: "My lord is Lord Tang, the commander of the thousand commanders under the command of Lanzhou Dalu Chihua, this is the customs clearance token, open the door quickly!" Your Excellency was ordered to go to the Western Regions to report the military situation to Lord Bo Luohuan, if the military plane is delayed, you will be comfortable! ”

The centurion of the Tang vultures saw that it was a Han man who jumped out and shouted, and just wanted to say something, Tang Zhen had already come out of the horse, and scolded him twice in Mongolian, which scared the centurion into a spirit, he actually didn't know much Mongolian, but he could still understand it, looking at the thousand-strong commander in front of him, the official position was not big, but the tone of the Mongolian headquarters was not bad, and the status was not low, and it might even be the son of a high-ranking official. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Nine times out of ten, this commander will come down to gild, and then he will rise to prominence, otherwise now that the war is coming, Lanzhou Nadalu Chihua will not send a commander to the Western Regions if he is not under pressure, which is obviously to let this "nobleman" hide.

The more the centurion thought about it, the more he glanced at the token, and quickly got out of the way.

Seeing that it is getting late today, this group of people wants to rest in the city, if they can serve properly, or even secretly mean, maybe they can climb the high branches.

You must know that the Mongols still appreciate the Tang Vultures who can fight well, although the Mongols have fought several times with the Tang Vultures, and the battles are extremely tragic, but it does not prevent a large number of Tang Vultures from entering the Mongolian army, and with their outstanding military exploits, they have successfully stood on the same class status as the Semu people and the Hui people, and even overwhelmed the Han and Jurchens.

However, even if the status is high, after all, it is still not as good as the Mongols, not to mention that there are three, six, nine and other divisions among the Mongols, in addition to the golden family in power, the highest status is naturally the Mongolian nobles, these people are the fathers who followed Genghis Khan, and they are also the backbone of the Mongolian cavalry.

And the Mongolian general in front of him is in this pure steppe tone, which is not much different from the accent of a Mongolian commander of the Mongolian headquarters that the centurion of the Tang Wu people heard before.

"I've given a certain place to see, and I'll close the city gate later!" The centurion scolded his subordinates with great momentum, and then turned around as if he had changed into a different person, bowing his head and stepping forward to lead the horse for Tang Zhen, and he didn't know how this seven-foot man was so skilled and bent over with a flattering smile.

Tang Zhen raised his eyebrows, but didn't say anything after all.

Entering the city, Tang Zhen and the others were all shocked by the scene in front of them.

The empty streets slept early in the setting sun, and in the whistling wind, only two or three figures walked through the alleys, not so much walking as thieves, and at the sound of horses' hooves they were immediately like rats hearing the footsteps of men, and they scattered without a trace.

Xiao Suo, dilapidated.

Tang Zhen could barely think of any other words to describe the city, where there seemed to be only hunger and poverty.

The surrounding guards also showed a heavy look on their faces, most of them were children of Jiangnan, accustomed to seeing the prosperous scene of the Six Dynasties, and then went all the way north, although they were shocked by the ruins in Heluo Pass, but that was also reasonable, after all, the endless wars for hundreds of years have been ravaging that disaster-ridden land, so it is reasonable to be dilapidated.

But this Wuwei City is different, it is like a corner abandoned by the sky, no outsiders patronize, as if it has been forgotten by the world.

When the Silk Road was cut off, the Hexi Corridor was actually a dead end without a head. Wuwei, which is located in the easternmost part of the Hexi Corridor, is still like this, and what kind of scene it is like to continue westward can be imagined.

It is no wonder that Mongolia has no intention of repairing the city at all, because it is impossible to find so many strong men, this city just quietly crawls at the foot of Qilian Mountain, waiting for the day when it will be wiped clean by the wind and sand, and waiting for the moment when it will be forgotten by the years.

"Since our Mongolia and the Southern Barbarians made a fuss, this only trade route has been cut off, and then the Yumen Pass and Yangguan in the north have been opened, and the merchants of the Western Regions have also not been able to pass, and this city has become like this." The centurion of the Tang Wuren who led the way said helplessly, looking at Tang Zhen with a little more expectation in his eyes, he didn't look at it here as a centurion is very majestic, but his subordinates are a group of old, weak, sick and disabled people who can't go to the battlefield, and what is the difference between being a centurion here and being assigned?

If you don't hurry up and hold on to this big fish that is difficult to pass, I'm afraid that I will have to live here for the rest of my life, unless the southern barbarians come to the door.

The centurion subconsciously glanced eastward: "My lord, this time, what is the urgent military situation that needs to be taken by the adult himself?" ”

From ancient times to the present, there will be obvious differences between people in the same position because of the different places they serve, whether it is in terms of status or knowledge. For this centurion guarding the dilapidated city of Yongchang Road, the thousands of commanders he has seen in his life can be counted with one hand, and there is only one captain he has seen, not to mention other dignitaries, and if it is a centurion in the Mongolian cowardly Xue army, not to mention what kind of aristocratic identity he has behind him, just taking out the name of cowardly Xue Jun is enough for the local commander or even the commander to serve tea and pour water for him.

The Mongols worship the strong and despise the weak, so in their eyes, if it weren't for the large number of Han people and the conquest of the south still needed the help of the Han people, then I'm afraid there was no difference between the Han people and the beasts, not to mention that the Han people charged in front and retreated in the back, and when they fought against the wind, they would jump out and shout "Mongolia" desperately when they were not afraid of death, but it was much better than animals.

Therefore, when the centurion saw this obviously extraordinary Shangguan, he was doubly flattering, and the expression on his face was something that the soldiers around him who were usually whipped and reprimanded for pleasure had never seen before.

Tang Zhen slowly grasped the hilt of the knife, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of the centurion's mouth, no longer using the standard Mongolian dialect that he had learned with a Mongol captive for a long time, but replied in fluent southern Chinese: "In the name of Emperor Yongle of the Ming Dynasty, attack Yongchang Road City!" ”

The centurion was stunned and did not react, but the flash of the knife had already slashed across his neck, and his head flew up, and blood sprayed.

Tang Zhen opened his mouth just now, and he had actually given the order to do it, and the guards on both sides drew their knives at the same time, although they were used to using the horse lance, but it did not mean that they were vague when they used this saber. The veterans who have been sharpened in every way on the battlefield have long used most of the blades with ease.

A saber sliced through the wind and sand, bringing a hellish roar and roar, and the defenders who were caught off guard were wiped out almost from the very first moment Tang Zhen and them moved. The lazy soldiers at the city gate saw that they rushed up with large swords, and even half of their bodies were covered with blood, and they immediately fell to the ground in fright, and they couldn't even hold their blades tightly.

Even the Tang Wu people, who are good at fighting, will inevitably have weak legs when they see such a killing scene for the first time.

The soldiers of the Ming army did not panic, and kicked the defender who was about to pee his pants with a flying kick, and then strode up to the city, cutting down the black flag fluttering on the head of the city with a knife, and soon the people who followed directly planted the red dragon flag of the Ming Dynasty at the head of the city.

In the wind and sand outside the city, a large number of cavalry rushed to the open city gate from the left and right flanks at the same time, and the red flags they raised seemed to echo the flag on the head of the city.

A leader rushed to Tang Zhen's side, looked at Tang Zhen who was carefully wiping the blood stains on the knife, and said loudly: "Supervisor Qiqi, it's really strange, the brothers in the entire Yongchang Road City have only found one Tang Wuren guard, and the enemy seems to be only two hundred people, the cavalry has already collapsed as soon as it rushes, and even the figure of Daru Chihua has not been found, and the empty mansion has long been gone." ”

Tang Zhen sighed softly: "Such a dilapidated place with no oil and water to fish, except for some offended soldiers and generals who are not favored by their superiors, who will stay here, as long as there is a way, they will already find a way to run around, and the rest are just incompetent scum who are eating and waiting for death, if you can find Daru Chihua, it will be really incredible." ”

Nadu glanced at the Tang Wu captives who were trembling on their knees, and couldn't help frowning: "When these Western Xia people and the former Song Dynasty were fighting, they fought harder than one another, and now they are all in the appearance of this soft-footed shrimp, and the iron harrier they are proud of has not been seen at all along the way, which is strange and strange." ”

(Author's note: Tang Wuren is the Western Xia Party members, and there are annotations in the previous battle of Xiangyang)

"This shows that Mongolia's internal friction has exceeded our expectations." Tang Zhen put away the knife, the blood stains on it seemed to have dried up and couldn't be wiped off, but the guards who had been following him for a long time all knew that it had killed too many people, and the blood had coagulated too much, and it had even faintly penetrated into the blade, but how could it be cleaned with such a superficial wipe?

After a pause, Tang Zhen looked around and said lightly: "What's more, even if it is the Tang Wu people, not everyone can rush forward and fight hard, and it is impossible for a nation to be all men who are not afraid of death, otherwise we would not be able to support ourselves in the southeast corner for so long, and finally wait for the opportunity to turn over." It is not surprising that the warriors among these Tang Wu people either fought and died in battle with us, or died in the internal conflict of Mongolia, and in the end there were only some such goods left. ”

"And these people?" They all hesitated.

"The most important thing in the advance of light troops is not how fast the impact is, how many people there are, and how advanced the blade equipment is, but in its concealment and surprise. If we advance step by step, the defenders of this city will either run clean, or they will try to resist stubbornly, and they will definitely not be as vigilant as they are today. ”

Du Tou is the person who has been with Tang Zhen for a long time, even if Tang Zhen didn't say that word or make a movement to wipe his neck, he understood what to do after listening to Tang Zhen's words, and immediately did not hesitate at all, and led a few people to press those captives.

And Tang Zhen turned a deaf ear to the sound of horses' hooves that were getting closer and closer to the reinforcements behind him, just looked at the figure of Xiao Suo, who had surrendered troops from the Tang Dynasty, and muttered: "Back then, the Tangut people never showed mercy to my Chinese people, killed my old and weak, and humiliated my sisters, but the former Song Dynasty was incompetent, and this revenge was difficult to avenge in the end, but it made the five states of Dingnan always in the hands of the Tangut people, but it is a pity that the Song Dynasty crossed south later, and there was no chance of revenge." Now that such an opportunity has finally fallen on us who are descendants, how can we live up to the expectations of those who have been in the heavenly spirit for hundreds of years・・・・・・ this blood debt must be repaid with blood after all, and the blood debt owed to my Han people is not only the Mongols, but also the Tang Wus, as well as the Jurchens・・・・・・ who can run? ”

I don't know when Wang Jin, who was standing behind Tang Zhen, listened to the muttering of his companion, who had formed a tacit understanding in the past two years, without saying a word, and a helpless smile appeared on his face.

The literati are indeed the most difficult people in the world to figure out, and sometimes they are cold and unyielding, which makes people have to admire their integrity; Sometimes they are low-voiced and flattering, making people want to poke their backbones all the time; Sometimes pointing out the country and inspiring the words, people feel the breadth and profundity of the culture and the open-mindedness of the predecessors in the handwriting of the iron hook and silver strokes; Sometimes they are calculating and retributive, which makes people feel the illusion of crying and laughing as if they are getting acquainted with them again.

Tang Zhen in front of him, thinking about killing people freely, always gave Wang Jin the illusion of being nondescript. If it weren't for the fact that this guy could rely on the horse at any time and dance the dragon and the phoenix dance after a wild grass, I'm afraid Wang Jin really suspected that Tang Zhen had become an out-and-out killing embryo.

"Yongchang Road City has been won." Wang Jin narrowed his eyes.

Tang Zhen turned his head: "From now on, this place is no longer called Yongchang Road City, it should be changed back to its original name." ”

"Liangzhou of the Tang Dynasty?" Wang Jin said with some hesitation, these days he can be regarded as holding a large stack of Hexi and Western Regions materials to gnaw, but after all, it is not a material for a literati, so it is already thankful to be able to vaguely remember the original name here, as for whether it is right or not, Wang Jin is not extravagant.

Tang Zhen shook his head: "It's not Liangzhou in the Tang Dynasty, but the martial arts of the Han Dynasty, and the martial arts of the Ming Dynasty." Deterring Hexi by force, who dares to disobey! ”

The howling and raging wind sent Tang Zhen's words far away, all the way out of the small city gate, and rushed straight to the sky, as if to say it to God, to the Buddha, to the common people.

I want to tell the gods and Buddhas that this was once the land of China, and it is and will still be in the future.

I want to tell those ancestors and ancestors of China that the martial power of the Han Dynasty has been re-taken today!

The wind blew, and on the city, the red dragon flag hunted and fluttered.

On the sixth day of September in the first year of Yongle in the Ming Dynasty, the forward cavalry of the Ming Shence Army bypassed the Mongolian Ningxia Fu Road and Lanzhou, and appeared under the Yongchang Road City, Yongchang Road City fought down, and then the cavalry of seven or eight thousand people immediately divided into two roads and charged wildly along the Hexi Corridor, Shandan Prefecture, Ganzhou, Suzhou, and the state capitals on the Hexi Corridor were desperately anxious, but they only had a few hundred defenders there, and how could they withstand the impact of thousands of cavalry carrying firearms?

In just a few days, between the Ming Dynasty and the Western Regions, only Yumen Pass and Yangguan remained.

As soon as this battle came out, the world was shocked.

In the face of the cut off back road and the main force of the Shence army slowly pressed, the Mongolian defenders in Lanzhou, Longyou, Ningxia and other places were very aware of the current affairs and directly chose to surrender, after all, the defenders here were mainly Han Chinese, and a small number of Tang Wus after all the Mongolian cavalry was transferred north, and these defenders had not experienced the battlefield at all, in fact, they were only equivalent to the Ming Dynasty's box army and even the township soldiers, and the local defender generals and officials such as Daru Chihua knew very well that these troops had a few catties and taels. Therefore, in the face of tens of thousands of victorious troops and black clouds crushing the city, they either simply opened the city gate and surrendered, or they packed up their soft and ran away and let their subordinates stay.

Almost on the fifth day when Yongchang Road was breached, Hexi from the east of Yumen Pass and Yangguan belonged to the Ming Dynasty, and the imperial court's edict also came down quickly, allowing Wang Jin and Tang Zhen to restore the old names of the Han and Tang Dynasties, Jiuquan, Wuwei, Zhangye, Jincheng, one by one let those literati and scholars mention the excited names, from the new Ming Dynasty map.

This symbolizes the new birth of a huge empire like the Han and Tang Dynasties, and also symbolizes the tribute of the Ming Dynasty to the countless predecessors who fell on this road and the encouragement of the younger generations.

In any case, the Shence army marched westward, and overnight, Hexi changed hands.

On the Mongolian side, there is no movement at all, and people with a little knowledge can even smell the strange atmosphere in the wind.

In the battle of Hexi, the two sides advanced and retreated so quickly, it was far from so simple. (To be continued.) )