More than 3,000 Tatar iron cavalry who stayed outside the city heard the sound of the horn and did not hesitate to meet it under the leadership of several commanders.

More than 3,000 against more than 3,000, this is a battle of equal strength, and at the same time, it is also one of the few hard-fought battles since the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

The Ming border army, which was completely aroused by the corpses of robes everywhere, collided with the Tatar army that had just experienced the death of many people in World War I.

The knights on horseback are carefully selected warriors, and the horseback kung fu is also very good.

As soon as the two sides clashed, the advantages and disadvantages were immediately presented.

The Tatar cavalry, accustomed to galloping on the steppe, was able to hide in a cunning stirrup when they encountered the weapons of the Ming army, but most of the Ming army could not. They can only use their chests to limit the range of the enemy's weapons, and then use their last strength to pull the enemy off their horses.

In the case of the war horses walking around, basically as long as they get off the horse, it is equivalent to announcing the death of these soldiers. Few people can survive under the trampling of war horses.

The horses that had lost their masters screamed vigorously, but they blocked the way of others' attacks, and their final destination was either to flee with their horses or to be killed by the enemy, and then trampled into a pulp under the iron hooves.

Blood stained the apprentices at their feet, and the warriors were still fighting.

The Tatar cavalry looked shocked, these people were still not people? It's hard to imagine a dying man being able to pull his companions down with his flesh and blood.

Zhang Ru rushed to the front, and the spear in his hand was waved easily, but the expression on his face was not relaxed at all. He could hear the screams of the Pao Ze brothers beside him, but he couldn't save everyone, and only by killing more enemies could he let his brothers die less.

The spears flew up and down, knocking the Tatar cavalrymen off their horses, flicking them hard and slamming them to the ground. His arms seemed to have infinite strength, and they had been supporting him to keep moving forward.

His target was the blood-stained Crowhorn Mountain Gate.

Fan Tong waved the big knife in his hand like a son of a flock, this Jianghu man who had not been in the army for a long time encountered such a bloody scene for the first time, and the whole person was a little uncontrollable. All he knew was to follow the black armor and sprint to clear the way.

With the two of them charging in front, plus a cadre of old soldiers who did not want to defend the recruits, the casualties of the Jinyi Guards were not as large as those of the border army.

At this moment, they no longer have the distinction between the border army and the Beijing army, and they will no longer say that they look down on the border army in the bitter cold land. They are robes, brothers, brothers who can rush and kill together.

On the city, Batu looked at the battlefield below, his thick eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes were full of worry, he had never seen the generals led below, and he had never seen the commanders who often fought with the Ming army around him.

But Daming produced such a brave general, which made him feel palpitations.

Especially the young general was accompanied by a tiger general.

He looked at the tiger general, and then turned his head to look at Tu Hu, who had been dead for a long time but still standing, and felt that the two were so similar.

Before his emotion was finished, his commander began to persuade: "Tuluborot, let's withdraw!" The Ming army was brave, and if the vanguard army was all lost, the Great Khan would be to blame. ”

The original name was only a catty. Tulu Borot, later because of his father Dayan Khan's son. The bearded general who changed his name to Batu Munch hesitated: "10,000 vanguard troops, seventy percent of the prize for dying in battle, just go back like this, my father Khan is not to blame, I can't gain a foothold in the tribe myself." ”

The commander said: "Na Yan, if you don't leave, it's too late." This is the territory of the Ming army, there will be reinforcements from the Ming army at any time, we are alone in the depths, the army of the Great Khan is still seventy miles away from here. These people are all the people of your fiefdom, if you don't leave, then Na Yan won't want to have a say in front of the Great Khan in the future. ”

Nayan is an honorific title, an honorific title for a noble lord, Tatar is originally born out of Mongolia, and the surname of Batu Munk represents that Batu Munk is a descendant of Genghis Khan.

If Zhang Ru was here, he would definitely wonder why Batu Munke, the little Mongolian prince who was only twelve or thirteen years old in his previous life, even had his son so old? This Batu is a guy in his twenties, could it be that history has changed so much because of his appearance?

"Just withdraw, I'm not reconciled." Batu closed his eyes and said.

The commander shouted violently: "If you don't leave, so many people will die on the battlefield, how can you explain to the people of the tribe when you go back, they are your people, and they are also the basis for you to become the Great Khan in the future." Without these foundations, how can you fight with your wolf-like brothers! ”

This commander is obviously the elder of Batu Bieli, and it is still a bit useful to speak, and under his sharp reprimand, Batu Bieli finally made the decision to retreat.

Now the Ming army that came to support has not yet approached Guancheng, even if the thousands of cavalry are wiped out, more than 1,000 people in Guancheng can still be evacuated. If they wait until the Ming army hits the front, then they want to evacuate, and those Ming troops who are bent on revenge may not let them go.

The horn of retreat sounded, and the fighting Tatar cavalry retreated like a tide, except for a few soldiers who were really unable to leave after being entangled by the Ming army, most of the soldiers who were not killed or wounded in battle turned their horses' heads and converged in the direction of Guancheng.

The soldiers who stayed behind bought a lot of time for Batu Bieli's evacuation, and by the time Zhang Ru had cleaned up the battlefield with the remaining 2,000 people, Batu Bieli and his people had disappeared like the wind.

Fan Tong hit the horse to chase, Zhang Ru shouted: "Poor Kou Mo chase, first send the injured brothers to treatment, and then quickly enter the city to rest, the brothers are also tired enough during this time, if you pursue, I am afraid that they will have an ambush." ”

Fan Tong unwillingly turned the horse's head and went with Jiang Wei to deal with the aftermath.

He wanted to kill people very much, he wanted to kill people when he saw those young people throwing their lives on the battlefield, those were his robed brothers, all brothers who slept with him in a military tent last night.

But the military order is like a mountain, if he does not respect the military order, then the 3,000 people led by Zhang Ru will not want to fight in the future. A general has no prestige, just like a man without the bird below, and it will make people laugh when they say it.

On the battlefield full of corpses, the Ming army kept patrolling with sharp knives, and when they saw a Tatar soldier who was panting, they would step forward to give a knife, leaving no prisoners, which was a military order issued by Zhang Ru from the beginning.

They did not bring any food and grass at all during this long-distance attack, and what they learned was the attack mode of the light cavalry of the Han hussar general Huo Quai. It is the best way to feed the war with war, although this method will be criticized by future generations, but in order to reduce the death of some brothers, Zhang Ru had to do this.

For these wounded soldiers, death may be the best relief, because it is impossible for the Ming army to treat their injuries, and it is better to be killed by a knife now than to die of torture.

The corpses of the Tatars and the corpses of the Tatar horses were piled up into a hill, and for fear of the plague, Fan Tong planned to burn the corpses with a fire. He never had any mercy towards these enemies who had taken the Han captives.

From this point of view, Fan Tong is more suitable to be a general than Batu Bili.

Of course, these little things don't need to trouble Zhang Ru, if Zhang Ru is replaced to give the order, then the result will be the same as the order issued by Fan Tong, all of them will be burned.

Not to mention the degree of hatred that Zhang Ru, who has hundreds of years of historical knowledge, for the Hu people, after he left Datong City, he saw the villages that were burned, the women who were **** to death, and the corpses that had long been rotten, he would not pretend that he would dig pits for these people and bury them.

After the battle damage was counted, Fan Tong and Jiang Wei took a small notebook and reported to Zhang Ru: "General Yu, I killed 417 people in this battle, seriously injured 124 people, and lightly injured 65 people. The enemy lost 1,260 killed, with no serious or minor wounded. ”

Among the Tatar cavalry, those who were seriously wounded and those who were left behind by the minor wounds were all killed by the Ming army, and naturally there could be no wounded.

Zhang Ru nodded: "How about the battle damage of Jinyiwei?" ”

Fan Tong glanced at Jiang Wei in embarrassment, and many of the hundreds of brocade guards he brought over were from the Datong Jinyi Guards, but in this battle, the most killed were also those young people, which made him feel a little gloomy.

Jiang Wei said: "Jinyiwei killed 369 people, seriously injured 123 people, and slightly injured 65 people. ”

Zhang Ru's face suddenly darkened: "This is the brocade guard you trained?" ”

Fan Tong explained: "Most of these are not from the Beizhen Fusi, our five hundred brothers from the Beizhen Fusi left four hundred in Datong, and only one of the hundred people brought out died. ”

Zhang Ru shouted: "You still dare to be hard-mouthed, isn't the Jinyiwei of Datong Qianhu not our Jinyiwei?" On the battlefield, there are what Beizhen Fusi and local guards are divided. If it weren't for the help of those old soldiers, I'm afraid that more people would die, and you still have the face to quibble with me. ”

Seeing that Zhang Ru was really angry, Jiang Wei pulled Fan Tong, who wanted to talk back, and signaled him not to speak again.

Zhang Ru sighed and said: "Collect the corpses of the brothers who died in the battle and bring them into the city, everyone, follow the general to enter the customs quickly." ”

In fact, when he saw that Batu's departing army was retreating from the direction of Guancheng, he already knew that there was a chance that there would be no living mouth in this Yajiao Mountain Guancheng. But he still has the last glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping to find a few living brothers.

When the army stepped into the city, everyone was stunned by the scene in front of them, especially those Jinyi guards from the Datong Thousand Households, and many people spit out after seeing the scene on the ground.