Volume 2 Song of Winter Chapter 262 Grain Team
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The rain-soaked meadows were full of life, and two thousand cavalry with yellow flags walked in a loose line on the grassland five or six miles to the right of the grain convoy. More than ten miles away, scouts in twos and threes ran back and forth, the grain transport team and the escort cavalry seemed to be random, but in fact, they implemented the technique of loosening the outside and tightening the inside, and there were tens of thousands of cavalry in the grassland not far away, so how dare they take it lightly.
It was a ten-day journey from the Doyan Grassland to Fort Victory, a path they had started a month earlier. At first, they were like facing a great enemy, and the cavalry with yellow flags even slept with scimitars, but now they have relaxed a lot.
"There are Mongols!" Scouts at a gallop in the distance waved flags to convey the message.
The armor of the cavalry guards waved behind him to encourage the soldiers, and said, "Cheer up, those barbarians are here again!" "They were barbarians in the eyes of the Han Chinese, and the Mongols were barbarians in their eyes.
When escorting the grain convoy along this road, he could often see hundreds or thousands of Mongol cavalry quietly appearing on the horizon of the steppe, and when the Jurchen grain convoy approached, they would leave quietly. After a month of see-sawing, this is rarely the case now. Although no one said it on the Jurchens, they thought in their hearts that the Mongols would not dare to attack them.
After the rainy season, the grasslands have grown wildly, and in some places they can even block the view.
Two hundred Jurchen cavalry flew out in the direction pointed by the scout. About a dozen miles out of the road, standing on the top of a gentle grassy slope, I saw a thousand Mongolian cavalry coming slowly from the west.
Najia La'e Zhen looked at his horse for a moment and said, "Order all the troops to be on guard, and ignore them for now!" He did not believe that a Mongol cavalry of 1,000 men would dare to come and raid a grain convoy protected by 2,000 cavalry.
After about an hour, the whole grain convoy could see the Mongols the size of ants in the steppe thirty miles away. The people of the grain transport team looked nervous, they were all Han Chinese, and most of them had never experienced the confrontation between the two armies. With the exception of Dolgon's Western Expedition six years earlier, the Jurchens had never fought a war that required supplies from the rear.
This Mongol cavalry was different from the previous time, waiting on the path of the grain caravan, neither approaching nor leaving, and when the Jurchens got closer, they retreated a few miles. Nagara was really tired of seeing it, and ordered: "Drive them away!" ”
Five hundred Jurchen cavalry rushed towards the oncoming Mongols at the order, drew their waist scimitars and waved them in the air ten miles ahead, and made strange cries of warning from their mouths. When the two armies were more than ten miles apart, several horns sounded in the Mongol ranks, and nearly 1,000 people turned around and disappeared into the steppe.
Seeing the familiar scene, Najia La'e really smiled and scolded: "Despicable Mongolian dog! "One qiē is no different from before, and when the soldiers and horses of the Qing Dynasty have avenged Yue Tobel, they will inevitably deal with this group of annoying flies.
The Mongols drifted away and disappeared into the steppes at the approaching twilight.
Further on is the Tumo River where Chahar is entrenched, not as flat as Zhangba, where sparse trees can be seen along the way, and Ge Reltu led his cavalry to station his horse at the bottom of a grassy slope. This grain transport team is not something he can deal with, but if Zhai Zhe really lets him do it, it will be difficult for him to refuse. The night Yue Tuo died made him understand his status in the Tumut tribe, if it weren't for Zhai Zhe, he would have been in a different place.
"Don't make a campfire, rest early, there's work to do tomorrow morning!" Geriltu patrolled the tribe, which was too close to the Chahar tribe. Although there have been arrangements over there, if too many people show the whereabouts of this cavalry, it will still be a hidden danger after all.
The soldiers each found a dry grass and sat down, nibbling on dried meat.
According to the progress of the Jurchens, they will be able to reach the opposite side of the Tumo River tomorrow, and they will enter the Ming Dynasty in two days. Based on his memory, he carefully recalled the terrain of the Tumo River and calculated the appropriate route of attack and retreat.
After the beginning of spring, the days get longer.
When the sky was still dark, this thousand-man cavalry concentrated on their horses and rushed to the camp of the Jurchen grain transport team in the southeast.
After the cavalry had slowed down for more than ten miles, the horses suddenly accelerated, and the sound of the horses' hooves on the soft soil was like a muffled drum. Seven or eight miles ahead, the eastern sky gradually whitened, and the outline of the mountains and forests in the distance gradually became clear in Ge Riletu's eyes, and he saw the scattered and panicked cavalry rushing out from the opposite side, and the Jurchen scouts shouted frantically.
Two miles ahead, I saw two or three hundred Jurchen cavalry marquis who had just gathered on the opposite side to block the attack.
"Shoot them!" Geriletu pulled out his scimitar.
Nearly a thousand long arrows pierced the morning sky, with the help of horses to cover the Jurchens who wanted to face the opposite side, and the thousand cavalry forcibly turned into an arc two hundred paces away from the Jurchens, and the Mongol bowstrings did not stop, and the long arrows whizzed out. The Jurchens are like a static target, and in an instant, people turn on their backs!
The Mongol cavalry, avoiding the Jurchens, headed westward first, and suddenly turned back from the south near the mountains and forests to approach the grain convoy.
"Shoot!"
The Mongols' hands were as fast as lightning, and long arrows covered the people who were sorting out the mule and horse teams.
After two or three rounds of arrows, Ge Ri Letu saw that the Jurchen cavalry had been concentrated and was coming in three ways to encircle him, and waved his sword and ordered: "Withdraw!" "The Mongols skillfully controlled their horses, and the thousand cavalry fled in the direction of the Tumochuan steppe.
The sky brightened quickly, and for a while, the grassland was white, and the eastern horizon was rendered yellow. Seeing that the camp was in a mess, the cries shook the sky, and the mules, horses, and people were shot by arrows, and the Mongols stopped more than ten miles away, and they turned out to be a round of bows and arrows against the pursuers.
"Despicable Mongolian dog!" Najia La's face was as black as a pig's liver, "Chase!" "He did not forget his duty, and only mobilized a thousand cavalry to pursue Geriletu, and the rest guarded the grain team.
Ge Zh Letu led the people to fight and retreat, entered the garrison of the Tumo Chuan Chahars, and was defeated twice by the Jurchens in close quarters, and there were no Chahar scouts to show them. Climbing up a hill, he saw dozens of Chahar tents beside the creek below, and shouted, "Flee there!" ”
The remaining 800 or so rushed to the Chahar garrison.
Four or five hundred cavalry rushed out of the camp, and shouted warning with bows and arrows. Ignoring it, Geřiltu rode through the Chahar camp. The Jurchen behind him was like thunder, furious, and chased after him.
There were still men, women, and children in the tent, so they rushed out in a panic and immediately fell into the battle between the two armies. The Tumerts and Jurchen cavalry fought around the tent, and the Jurchens could not tell which tribe of Mongols they had.
The cavalry of the Chahar camp entered the camp like madness, shouting: "Protect the prince!" ”
More than a thousand Mongols were unable to fight against the similar number of Jurchen cavalry, and Geriletu was no longer in a hurry to flee, and retreated to the rear of the Chahar camp and ordered his troops to cover them with bows and arrows, regardless of whether they were Chahars or Jurchens.
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