Chapter 637: Flying on the Grass and Riding the Three Armies (Part II)
However, this is also the result of so many soldiers of the Western Route Army wandering in the grassland for a full day, which shows that there are really not many Mongolian tribes on the surrounding grasslands, as for where these tribes have gone, whether it is Jiang Hao or Li Fu, they have some judgments in their hearts, and they know very well that this is not a judgment that is beneficial to the Ming Dynasty. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Li Fu looked at Jiang Hao not far away with some novelty, and did not expect that Jiang Hao, who has always been known for his great arrogance and combat bravery, would have such a comprehensive time.
Zhang Fei embroidery, this work is not shallow!
Of course, Jiang Hao was in no mood to care about what Li Fu on the other side thought of him at this time, and now he just frowned and looked north. It is also a helpless move to let the soldiers of the Ming army change into the clothes of the Mongols, after all, whether it is Jiang Hao or Li Fu, they can see the tactics adopted by the Mongols now.
As long as they can concentrate their forces, the Mongols will be able to form a sufficient advantage in the local area of Helin, even if the rest of the grassland areas are not wanted, it is not a big deal, after all, whether for the Ming army or Bara, the rest of the grassland is useless even if it is large, and only attacking Helin is their only choice.
In the following wars, because of the rapid defeat and huge losses of the army, these grains were not consumed much, and even some of them were not transported out of Holin, and the front line was defeated.
This is the reason why the Mongols have the courage to concentrate all the tribes here, and it is also what Jiang Hao and Li Fu are most worried about. The Mongols have an advantage in strength and grain and grass in the Helin area, and the Mongols are to defend the last foundation of the tribe, and they must have the same hatred and hatred, and this battle is not easy to fight, so Jiang Hao and Li Fu can only dress up the army as the Mongols, in order to be able to get as close to Helin as possible.
And now, in addition to the increasingly tricky and even cruel situation around Helin, Jiang Hao is also worried that he has not yet contacted the Shangdong Route Army, and the army composed of the Zhen Navy and the cavalry of the two Huai Army is also quite numerous. Although Jiang Ho fought bravely, it did not mean that he was arrogant, and he challenged the entire Mongol army in Horin, including the potential Eight Tribes, with a lone army, Jiang Ho was not without this courage, but he knew that it was no different from sending him to death.
Therefore, only when you contact another team can you have enough confidence.
"General!" The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and more than a dozen sentinels galloped down the hillside not far away, followed by two figures dressed as Mongols.
The cavalry of the Ming army, who were originally busy around the camp, stood up straight at the same time, and the horse lance or saber in their hands were raised, looking at the uninvited guests who followed the sentry horse.
"Don't act rashly!" Jiang Hao waved his hand, and more than ten of his own sentry horses were chased by two Mongolian Tartars, which made no sense at all, and Jiang Hao also saw that the two people behind him were all Hexi horses, which was the configuration of the Ming cavalry, otherwise it would be impossible to keep up with the same configuration of the sentry horses.
Yin Yu and Li Fu both heard the sound, they all had puzzled looks on their faces, and the guards around them subconsciously protected their own commanders. Yin Yu tilted his head slightly: "Are you from the Eastern Route Army?" β
"It's very likely, otherwise if more than ten of us don't even have the ability to kill two people, then XX wouldn't dare to stand here." Jiang Hao nodded.
"It's someone from the town navy, don't do it!" Sure enough, not long after, the shouts of the sentinels were sent from the wind, and the Ming cavalry who were waiting for the battle were also relieved.
"Let's go, let's go up and have a look!" Jiang Hao and Li Fu glanced at each other, and they both saw the ease on each other's faces.
There has been no way to get in touch with the Eastern Route Army composed of the Zhen Navy and the cavalry of the two Huai Army, it is like a big stone pressing on their hearts, after all, there is no news, firstly, it may be that the grassland is too large and the blockade of the Mongols intentionally or unintentionally, and secondly, it is natural that one of the teams has an accident, although this is unlikely, and it is also the last thing Jiang Hao wants to see, but it does not mean that there is no possibility at all.
After all, this is the grassland, it is the world of the Mongols, and the tactics used by the Ming Dynasty to deal with the Mongols in the Central Plains at that time were very likely to be reversed by the Mongols. Once the Eastern Route Army has an accident, then Jiang Ho and their Western Route Army will be no different from falling into death.
But now, there should be no accidents in the Eastern Route Army, and the news should have been received from here.
"The forward cavalry of the two Huai armies are both commanding Bai Yue and several generals." The two Mongol cavalrymen dressed as Mongols who came behind the sentry cavalry, their faces were dusty and tired, obviously in order to find the traces of the Western Route Army, they also really worked hard, and even the people were about to lie on their horses, as if any wind on the grassland could blow the two of them off their horses.
Jiang Hao nodded and solemnly bowed his hand, while Li Fu turned around and ordered: "Quick, bring some food." β
"Thank you for your concern." Bai Yue looked around, looking at most of the Ming army soldiers who had changed into Mongolian clothes and armor, and his face showed a touch of joy, "I didn't expect that the general and the two generals of my family had the same plan, and the cavalry of the two Huai armies and the town navy on the east road also changed into the clothes and armor of the Mongolian Tartars, so as to be able to touch Helin quickly." β
Jiang Hao was stunned for a moment, glanced at Li Fu and others, and couldn't help laughing.
"Where have your people been?" Yin Yu said in a deep voice on the side.
"It's about a hundred miles from here," Bai Yue hurriedly replied, taking out a letter from his bosom, "This is the battle plan drawn up by the supervisors of our two armies together, and I would like to ask the general to look at it." β
Jiang Hao stretched out his hand to take it, and Bai Yue raised the last bit of strength to bow his hand to Jiang Hao, and finally couldn't support it anymore, and directly flipped off the horse's back. If it weren't for the quick eyes of several Ming soldiers around him, I'm afraid he would have fallen directly to the ground.
"What's going on?" Yin Yu and Li Fu were taken aback.
And the previous sentry said in a deep voice: "My subordinates didn't have time to report to a few generals just now, and this brother of the two Huai armies has been galloping on the grassland for two days without sleep in order to find us, so he is so tired." Just now they were in a hurry to report to a few generals, so they must have been even more tired. β
Even Jiang Ho and the three of them have experienced a lot of ups and downs, and they are all a little moved at this time.
They have not experienced such a situation, knowing that this is a person who has persevered until now with a strong will, and after completing the task, the string in his heart is broken, and naturally he can no longer support it.
"I have such a good son in the Ming Dynasty, why worry that the Mongolian Tartars will not be destroyed?!" Jiang Hao clenched the letter, "Quick, help these two brothers go back to rest and settle down." β
Yin Yu and Li Fu subconsciously turned their heads and looked into the depths of the grassland. The vast grassland stretched to the horizon, and the moment they saw Bai Yue falling, they thought of the road they had walked, and countless Ming soldiers fought bloody battles in Xiangyang, Lianghuai, and Nanyang, and they were also supported by the fighting spirit and courage in their hearts.
And when countless people fell, they finally stood on the grassland belonging to the Mongolian Tatars at this moment, only the blood of the Mongols and the pearl of Helin were enough to pay tribute to the soldiers who had shed their blood for the Northern Expedition and the Ming Dynasty for so many years.
"Let's go." Jiang Hao said in a deep voice, breaking the silence. And Yin Yu and Li Fu nodded.
At this time, the emotion is just emotion, and if they want to achieve this beautiful idea, there is still a difficult road ahead to go. We have already come to this place, and even if the road behind is full of thorns, it cannot be more difficult than when we came.
Just as Jiang Hao and the others were about to turn around and go back to discuss the matter, another cloud of smoke and dust rose at the end of the grassland, and a group of Ming cavalry came quickly.
"General Qiyu, Beiping Eight Hundred Miles Urgent Express!"
This voice came from far and near, and immediately attracted the attention of all the soldiers of the Ming army.
And Jiang Hao and Li Fu, the two coaches, subconsciously glanced at each other, and their hearts were tight.
It's really a lively day.
It's just that what they don't know is that the Eastern Route Army, which is hundreds of miles away, is facing the biggest challenge after entering the grassland.
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Bands of cavalry galloped around the camp, patrolling back and forth, all dressed in Mongol armor. And in the camp, the black flag of the Mongols was also flying. If you look at it from a distance, I'm afraid no one will suspect that this is a Mongol camp. Of course, there were no traces of fighting around the camp, making the camp look rather shabby.
"Mongol Tatar cavalry, less than ten miles from here!" A sentinel rode in at a gallop, breaking the somewhat oppressive silence of the camp. All the cavalry grabbed the reins almost at the same time, and looked up at the camp, where a black flag had been erected, and the leader of the army and the ten generals did not hesitate at all, and shouted loudly:
"Assemble, assemble!"
"Array, damn it, let Lao Tzu follow, Li Ergou, your people are slow again, if you continue to do this next time, Lao Tzu will have to peel off your skin!"
"Quick, quick, follow Lao Tzu to the gate of the camp!"
Orders came and went, and the Ming cavalry quickly assembled in formation, but the armor and banners on their bodies were all in the style of the Mongols.
Sitting on horseback with his eyes slightly closed and listening to the shouts and scolding of his subordinates, Wang Da even showed a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was enjoying this kind of scene that meant that the bloody battle was about to begin. Chen Zhize walked up to him and chuckled: "It's really insulting." β
Wang Dayong couldn't help laughing, he didn't seem to take the Mongolian cavalry that was about to arrive to heart, just a posture of protecting the calf: "Although they usually learn to recognize a lot of words, but in the final analysis, they are still the old men who kill people and lick the blood with their knives, and they kill the enemy in battle. β
"A certain is for the academy Deng Daxue and their colleagues in charge of teaching in the army sighed with emotion," Chen Bing laughed, "Damn, who wouldn't say scolding words, Mongolian Tatar Ru Mao drinks blood, how can you understand our people, only this fucking can make them comfortable!" And the people we're talking about are also comfortable! β
"The sentry rider reported that there are four or five thousand Mongolian Tartars in this team, and the number is about the same as ours, and it is not so easy to swallow it in one bite." Wang Dayong said in a deep voice, "And the sentry rider described that there should be many small tribes in this team, so the banners played are different. β
Chen Jiong's hand swirled on the hilt of the knife: "This is a good and a bad thing." β
Although the Mongolian Tatars have a large number of cavalry, they are mixed, and it is very likely that they are retreating from the northeast side of the grassland or even Liaodong to Helin.
But once the Ming army moves, it is very likely that they will not be able to guard it, so that the Mongols can escape from the encirclement, and the news that there is a Ming army dressed as Mongols on the grassland is afraid that it will spread all over the country, and Helin will get this news as soon as possible, and the Ming army will naturally have no way to use this strategy to break into Helin.
So whether to attack this team, or how to fool them safely, has become a big problem. Chen Jiong tilted his head slightly and looked at a young general of the Ming army not far behind him: "Wu Qun, do you have confidence?" β
Wu Qun, who was sitting on horseback, was dressed as a Mongolian, and his face had already shown the black and red that Mongolians often have, if it weren't for the standard Chinese he spoke, I am afraid that everyone would think that he was an out-and-out Mongolian: "Please rest assured that the general, his subordinates have followed their fathers back and forth between the grassland and the Central Plains since childhood, and after being fortunate enough to join Jinyiwei, they are specialized in learning the language and lifestyle of the Mongolians. β
Chen Zhi nodded, he and Wang Da didn't want to be embarrassed by the half-baked Mongolian dialect, so they could only let Wu Qun, a young man, go up. But fortunately, Wu Qunjiu has been running around on the grassland for a long time, so he looks far younger than his actual age, not to mention that the two centurions in charge of this tribe are not very old.
"Tell the brethren to relax and not forget that we are now Mongols." Wang Dayong suddenly realized something, and gave an order in a low voice, and several guards hurriedly went down to order.
And Chen Jiong also found out at this time that these embryo-killers had obviously forgotten their identities for a long time, and the formation that was put out without orders was clearly a posture for a decisive battle. Chen Jiong and Wang Dayong subconsciously glanced at each other, and they couldn't help but smile bitterly.
The soldiers of the Ming army from the battle of Xiangyang, every battle will be won, and they have long developed the pride and fighting spirit in their bones, if they are given a choice, they will definitely prefer to fight with the Mongol Tatars rather than let themselves wear the clothes of the Mongols.
"Will something happen?" Wang Dayong frowned.
"Call all the heads over," Chen Zhi ordered in a cold voice, "and I will emphasize them again." β
Wang Dayong stretched out his hand and said helplessly: "It's too late, look over there, the cavalry guarding the Mongolian Tatars on the periphery should have seen us." It is estimated that it will not be long before they will move directly to this side. β
"This Mongolian Tartar is really fast," Chen Jiong took a breath of cool air, obviously the Mongols were also desperately hurrying, and focused on gathering the rest of the tribes along the way, "Then there is no way now, if you can't fool it, just do it directly." Wu Qun! β
"The last general!" Wu Qun struck a stirring spirit and stepped forward.
"According to our plan, tell them that our department is sending important items to Helin in accordance with fate, and the stakes are very high, please don't approach them at will and leave quicklyΒ·Β·Β·Β·Β·Β· No, keep your distance from our troops, and cover our flanks! Chen Jiong ordered in a deep voice, "Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!" β
Wang Dayong slowly pulled out a little saber, and the knife was bright: "Is this okay?" β
"It's better than doing it directly, and it's better to get rid of these Mongolian Tatars as soon as possible, so that everyone's well water doesn't interfere with river water. After all, for us, the top priority is to try our best to preserve our strength and physical strength," Chen Cheng muttered, "Otherwise, we wouldn't have come up with a way to pretend to be a dead horse like a Mongolian Tartar and become a live horse doctor." But if the Mongolian Tatars see through it, then there is nothing to say, just do it. β
A trace of murderous intent flashed in Wang Dayong's eyes: "Okay! β
At this time, several people from the brocade guards had already stepped forward.
Whether it was Chen Jiong and Wang Dayong and other Ming army soldiers, or Wu Qun and other Jinyi guards in charge of this time, or those Han people who had just regained their freedom in the camp, they all subconsciously held their breath.
Only the sound of the wind echoes in everyone's ears for eternity.