The blood is cold, the reality is too cruel, the heart is numb, and the lesson is too painful.

Although the Ming Dynasty supports the backbone of the Son of Heaven to defend the country, there are more and more elements of lust and inwardness, since the Tumu Fort, the Ming army is more than losing and winning less in the face of the Tartars, nothing more than relying on the size of the big enough, guarding the fortified city, even if you let you rob, how much can you rob!

Even if the Yizhou soldiers suddenly rose, for the relatively remote Nine Sides, the shock was still limited. In everyone's eyes, Jiannu is a small tribe that suddenly appeared, and the Mongols are the henchmen who have been fighting for hundreds of years. Fear is so deep in everyone's bone marrow that it can hardly be shaken.

But the scene under the city made everyone's eyes widen.

Oh my God, is that the army of the Ming Dynasty!

Like a heavenly soldier descending to earth, he galloped back and forth in the army of the Tartars, and the Tartars were killed, fell under the horses, and were towered into a pile of meat and sauce. The living Tartars ran around in fear, not even having the courage to turn back and face the Ming army.

What bullshit Genghis Khan's bloodline, what kind of invincible Mongolian iron cavalry, all blown out, today, at this moment, the Yizhou cavalry used sharp cavalry guns to puncture the deceptive lies. 、

The Tartars are not wolves, the army of the Ming is not sheep, and the Tigers, a pack of highly trained Tiger Lions, are tearing their enemies into pieces of minced flesh with their fangs and claws, trampling their dignity under their feet.

Most of the soldiers at the head of the city were soldiers from Datong Town, who first sneered at the Yizhou soldiers, and when the war began, they all dropped their jaws in shock, and now they can only bow and worship.

Some of the soldiers wept tears of anger, and they would not forget how arrogant the Tartars were, and how their companions and brothers died at the hands of the Tartars. But now the tartar is so vulnerable that it is so happy that the big stone in the chest disappears at once.

The feeling of refreshment is better than a week of constipation. Convenient to sit on the toilet.

From the spirit to the body, everyone trembled with excitement.

Just when the emotions were blocked in his mouth and he didn't know how to vent, he suddenly shouted out of nowhere.

"Long live King Anton!"

Less than half a second, the shouting suddenly started.

"Long live King Anton!"

"Long live the Yizhou soldiers!"

……

Zhang Zongheng was also in tears with excitement, and he couldn't help but raise his fist and shouted with the soldiers, but halfway through the shouting, he forced his mouth shut, and the white hair and sweat on his forehead came out.

Just kidding. Can "Hooray" be shouted casually?

If the one in front of you is long live, then the one in the Forbidden City is nothing.

After hesitating, Zhang Zongheng secretly looked at Zhang Ke, only to see that he was young, heroic, and covered in layers of murderous aura, standing there, as if he was a natural king.

Maybe......

Zhang Zongheng didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he could only shake his head. Hurriedly said to Zhang Ke: "Lord Wang, look ......"

Zhang Ke also smiled bitterly, he knew that this "long live" did not mean anything, it was just the soldiers venting their pent-up emotions. As for how much trouble it will bring, Zhang Ke doesn't care too much. On the contrary, he really enjoyed this title in his heart, a dignified man's husband, he Zhang Yongzhen has knelt for four Ming Dynasty emperors. These knees should never be bent again!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ke stretched out his arm violently and shouted: "China will win." Long live Master Wang! ”

Zhang Zongheng was stunned for a moment, hurriedly waved his hand, and took the lead in shouting. But what the hell is "China" and why it is not "Daming", I'm afraid no one has the energy to think about it, and everyone is immersed in joy.

……

The soldiers who were killing outside the city heard the cheers of the city, and although they couldn't hear the content clearly, the stirring emotions were still transmitted to everyone. Ignoring fatigue and pain, each soldier clenched his weapon and slaughtered the Tartars.

One by one, the Tartars fell, the corpses in patches, and the blood flowed into rivers. Wherever the Ming army went, the Tartars scrambled for their lives. After chopping for more than an hour, there were at least a dozen Tartars who died in Zhang Feng's hands.

He quietly reined in the war horse, and the war horse under his crotch kept trembling, and his whole body was already soaked with sweat.

There must be a loss, Zhang Ke introduced war horses from Arabia and Europe, improved the population, and after a few years, he got the excellent war horses that were tall and strong, and the sprinting power was strong, and the cavalry of the Ming army jumped up, and the combat power increased exponentially.

However, the endurance of these mixed-breed horses is not as good as that of the short Mongolian horses, once they fall into a fierce battle, to be honest, with the numerical advantage of the Mongols, they can definitely give Zhang Feng greater damage.

It's just that they were scared of Zhang Feng's killing, and they were frightened by those majestic and mighty knights.

When Zhang Feng led the men and horses to slowly close the team and retreat towards Datong, the Tartars didn't even have the courage to pursue, so they could only watch them return to the city from afar, and they didn't even have the courage to collect the corpses.

"Kill well, kill well!"

The Datong soldiers who had heard the news gathered on both sides of the road to greet the triumphant procession. Originally, the soldiers of Datong were still a little resistant to the Yizhou soldiers, and even hostile. But at this time, all of them disappeared, and some were just strong worship, especially those low-level big-headed soldiers, looking at the knights of the Ming army, their saliva flowed, and their eyes were full of Venus.

I can't wait to be like them, riding a big horse, carrying a spear, slaughtering Tartars like chopping melons and vegetables, this is a man, this is a hero!

In the past, after being a soldier for so many years, it was all in vain, so it was better to stick it in the basin and drown directly.

Invisibly, Zhang Ke's prestige in the hearts of Datong soldiers is getting higher and higher, just like a hot air balloon in the sky, he has become a god!

Enjoying the supreme honor, Zhang Feng jumped off the horse and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"How's it going, it's not hurt, is it?" Zhang Ke asked with a smile.

"Hurt?" Zhang Feng suddenly exclaimed: "With these turtles, even if you kill them for another three days and three nights, don't want to hurt a single hair of Lao Tzu, they are all a bunch of fucking fools." Just knowing that he was stabbed, he didn't even have the ability to fight back, so he might as well build a slave! ”

This is true, in the original history, Lin Dan Khan was also abused by Jiannu all the way to the end, and even his daughter-in-law was divided by others. Now that the Ming army is stronger, it is naturally easier to deal with the Tartars, and it is definitely not a boast to say that it is like chopping melons and vegetables.

At this time, Zhang Zongheng also hurriedly ran down from the city wall, and the little old man seemed to be more than ten years younger all of a sudden.

"Lord Wang, Mr. Zhang, a big victory. What a victory! Zhang Zongheng danced excitedly: "Fundamental observance, there are at least more than 2,000 dead Tartars under the city, and some Tartars have no bones, and conservative estimates show that there are 3,000 Tartars killed." The only thing that's a bit of a pity is ......"

"I just didn't cut off my head, so I can't ask the court for credit, right?" Zhang Ke said with a smile.

Zhang Zongheng nodded hurriedly, a few thousand heads are enough to push a person from a small soldier to the position of chief soldier, but in the eyes of Zhang Ke and Yizhou soldiers. It is unthinkable that they should be abandoned.

Zhang Feng solved his doubts, "Now the Yizhou soldiers have recorded their merits according to their combat performance, and the head is secondary." Besides, let the Tartars go collect the corpses first! Wouldn't it be better if we had gathered enough energy to kill them and cut off all our heads! ”

"What a spirit! You can't be a big hero! The old man can see the mighty of the Yizhou soldiers, which is really in vain. ”

……

Talking and laughing. The people of the city were all shaken, and when they heard of the great slaughter of the Tartars, the blood flowed like rivers and the corpses piled up like mountains. The people finally couldn't sit still. They took food, chickens, ducks, fish and meat, and came to comfort the soldiers. For a while, the city was boiling, and there were crowds of people everywhere.

Fortunately, Zhang Ke ordered in time. Let the people not get excited, the battle outside the city continues, waiting for the complete victory over the Tartars. When it came to celebrate again, the people finally put down their excitement and waited silently for a complete victory.

Zhang Ke ordered the cavalry brothers to rest temporarily to regain their spirits, and the infantry strengthened patrols to prevent the Tartars from sneaking up. Around the third watch, Lu Xiangsheng had just returned from his tour of the city and hurried to Zhang Ke's room.

"Lord Wang, I feel that there is something wrong with the Tartars."

"How?"

"By humble observation, today the Tartars have lost at least three or four thousand men, which is equivalent to one-tenth of the total number of men."

Zhang Ke nodded and asked, "What do you say?" ”

"Lord Wang, after all, the Mongolian Tartars are not as good as Jiannu, if they lose this amount, they should collapse according to common sense, but why are they still lying outside the city?"

Zhang Ke was also shocked, to be honest, he had already guessed that the Jin merchants might collude with the Tartars, but with absolute power, Zhang Ke didn't care about them very much. After Lu Xiangsheng's reminder, Zhang Ke quickly noticed the abnormality.

The Tartars' actions can only prove one thing, and that is that there are more men behind them who can help them regain their lost face, so they are reluctant to leave.

Zhang Ke sat on the chair, muttered for a long time, suddenly stood up, and said sharply: "Pass my order, immediately let the chariot battalion and cavalry prepare for battle, and this king will personally attack the Tartars at night." ”

Since there is a follow-up, Lao Tzu will eat everything in front of him first, and see how many tricks you can play!

Lu Xiangsheng's spirit was lifted, and the prince really made a decision to kill, which was superior.

"Humble this is the order!"

Not long after, Zhang Feng led all the generals to rush over.

"There was a battle between the cavalry just now, so tonight's sneak attack will be handed over to the Che battalion!" Zhang Ke set his eyes on Chu Haitian, and before he could speak, Zhang Feng jumped out.

"What, the thing about the charge, when is it the turn of the car battalion. By the time their muskets and artillery were ready, the Tartars would have run away. ”

Chu Haitian was not far behind, and said loudly: "Without firearms, just with fists, we are not afraid of Tartars!" ”

What the army needs most is this momentum, Zhang Ke bowed slightly.

"There is no need to fight, the chariot battalion is in front, first bombard the Tartar barracks with artillery, the cavalry then expands the results, the infantry is delayed, and the Tartars are killed in a battle."

Zhang Ke quickly formulated a plan, which not only protected the cavalry and prevented fatigue from fighting, but also gave others the opportunity to make meritorious contributions, and everyone happily accepted the order.

On the fourth watch, the northwest gate of Datong suddenly opened, and the soldiers of the Che battalion quickly drove the carriage and rushed to the camp of the Tartars, two or three hundred steps away, and quickly paused to set up the cannons. At this time, as soon as the Tartar was aware, the cannon rumbled, and a ball of flames burst out in the Tartar camp, and the sound of crying father and mother came and went, so it was not miserable. (To be continued......)