Under the dim oil lamp, Zhang Ke worked hard to write, two or three years of experience, Zhang Ke's brush with more and more handy, although the calligraphy is not as good as the famous masters of the world, but the iron painting silver hook, the force through the back of the paper, quite a military general's domineering and publicity. Some of them also coveted Zhang Ke's calligraphy and praised the demeanor of Confucian generals everywhere.

People are in a high position, this kind of thing is inevitable, Zhang Ke doesn't care, he only thinks about fighting the grassland battle well and gaining a firm foothold at the moment.

Until the third watch, Zhang Ke straightened his back, and his joints crackled.

"Du Qing!"

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Du Qing hurriedly ran in.

"My lord, what do you command?"

Zhang Ke picked up the three letters and said: "One of these three letters is addressed to Zhang Heming, the secretary of the Ministry of War, and the other two are addressed to Wang Xiangqian, the governor of Jiliao, and Zhang Pu, the governor of Xuanda. This time, the Mongolian troops gathered, the rear will inevitably be empty, and our troops are not enough, even if we can win the war, we will not be able to completely annihilate them. Since it is a credit, let's come together and let Jizhou and Xuanda also send troops, at least they can contain the Tartars. ”

It's obviously not okay to eat alone in officialdom, Zhang Ke has been too dazzling in the past two years, everyone's good is really good, you can't make a fortune quietly, you have to learn to share! Zhang Heming, the secretary of the Ministry of War, and Wang Xiangqian, the governor of Jiliao, are not young, but they are still known soldiers, as for Zhang Pu, I heard that he worshiped under Lao Wei's door, and everyone is also an ally. Share him with a ¥∮ benefit, and also put some brilliance on the face of the nine thousand years old.

The calculation was good, but Du Qing smiled bitterly and said: "My lord, I'm afraid it won't be, the governor of Xuanda has been replaced?" ”

"When did it happen? Who's changed? ”

"It's Xiong Tingbi!"

Hearing this name, Zhang Ke was taken aback, Xiong Tingbi's resignation had a lot to do with Zhang Ke's tossing, and later the Donglin Party wanted to enable Xiong Tingbi to serve as Liaodong Economic Strategy again.

But the violent action of whipping the corpse Yang Lian scared everyone stupidly.

The Chinese pay attention to the fact that people die without enmity, since they die righteously. If there is any mistake, it will be revealed. But this time, the whipping corpse changed his habits.

As an official of the imperial court, you have responsibilities that belong to you, and incompetence is also a sin! And it's a terrible sin!

The whip corpse Yang Lian not only slapped the face of the official, but also frightened the officials of the Manchu Dynasty stupidly, no one knows if it will end up with a whip corpse, which made Liaodong Jingluo empty for several months, until Wang Zaijin was bold and confident, and there was no contradiction with the proud soldiers and fierce generals of Liaodong, so he was appointed as the manager.

As for the original popular candidate, Xiong Tingbi was lucky. Transferred to Xuanda.

"Shanxi people are good means!"

Zhang Ke sighed secretly, because of Yuan Yingtai's fiasco, Xiong Tingbi's reputation at this time was very good, and many people complained for him. But that's it, it's not enough for him to be the governor of Xuanda.

Xuanfu and Datong are the gateways to the grassland for the Shanxi people, and the governors have always been their own lands. Obviously, Xiong Tingbi can be transferred, and they must have agreed.

Could it be that last time he attacked Datong and took down Wang Dengku, which made Shanxi people jealous. Therefore, if you have the ability to do something and are not on good terms with yourself, you will not have to repeat the mistakes of the past......

Zhang Ke hesitated for a moment and said, "Should the letter be sent or should it be sent." He Xiong Tingbi doesn't want merit, and I can't care about it! ”

……

Zhang Ke was dispatching troops, and the Mongols were also crowded, and the white grasslands were covered by yurts. More than 100,000 people and horses, and there is no edge in sight. People shouted and neighed, and the sound shook the sky.

It's in a humble yurt. Shanba Taiji and Zhana sat opposite each other, Shanba's face was solemn, and he drank one glass after another, and after a while, his face turned red.

Zana has been in business for two years, and he has met the most shrewd guys, and even his head is much smarter.

"Taiji, do you have something on your mind?"

"That's right! Zhana, do you think we Uliangha people are heroes, are they warriors? ”

"Of course!"

Zhana is not bragging, Wuliang Ha Sanwei, that is, Duoyan Sanwei, in the early Ming Dynasty, it was very famous, in addition to helping Yan King Zhu Laosi rebel, Duoyan Sanwei's territory from the Great Xing'an Mountains in the west, north to Heilongjiang, south to the Great Wall, east to Jurchen.

The three guards of Uliangha are the three major divisions that go hand in hand with the Tatars and Warats.

But after two hundred years of feng shui rotation. Warat retreated to the west of the desert, while the Tatar descendants took control of the whole of southern Mongolia, and the once glorious Uliangha became servants, surviving in the narrow territory outside Quang Ninh.

As the Tumut tribe moved eastward, Altan Khan's eldest son, Xinai Huang Taiji, married a woman from the Uliangha tribe and gave birth to six sons, the six brothers of the Gartu, who annexed a large number of the Uliangha tribes, and the Uliangha tribe existed in name only.

Shanba may be too weak because the people have not had time to annex it, and they barely maintain their independence, just like a candle on the tuyere, I don't know when it will be extinguished!

Zana understood the pain in Shanpa's heart, and he keenly saw that this was an opportunity.

"Taiji, the villain has a few words in his heart and wants to talk to Taiji."

"Let's talk about it!"

"Well, Taiji, this time it's a dead end for us! It doesn't matter who wins or loses, it's the same! ”

"Go on!" Shanba said with a frown.

"Yes, if Gartu wins, it will definitely have a great reputation, and even be able to compete with Lin Dan Khan, and our little Uliangha will definitely be swallowed up by him."

"And what if Akito wins?"

"We're dying faster." Shanba smiled bitterly: "We used to trade a lot with the Ming people, and they also took great care of it, when we were in danger, we betrayed the Ming people, is there a good end!" ”

After a few words, Shanba was so frightened that he was sweating, and all the wine he drank turned into sweat, and his clothes were soaked in an instant.

He had long felt that something was wrong, but now that he heard it, he finally figured it out, and it seemed that he was indeed in big trouble!

"Zana, are you a Uliangha?"

"Of course!"

"Well, now that the tribe is at stake, I order you to come up with a solution!"

This Taiji is also domineering enough, and he can force his ideas out!

Zhana smiled bitterly: "Taiji, the life and death of Uliangha are still in your hands, the villain dares to ask for advice, do you want to cooperate with Gartu or with the Han people?" ”

"This ......"

Shanba was stumped all of a sudden, he pulled his hair in pain, and his already underdeveloped brain was boiling!

"Zana. The rules of the grassland, the weak eat the strong, and the strong have a qiē. In comparison, the Han people are not bad, although they are cunning and cunning, but the trade is fair, so many strange things, I don't know how they got them......"

Shanba looked intoxicated, but finally shook his head and said with a wry smile: "They have too few soldiers and horses, hundreds of thousands of warriors." The horses' hooves can crush them to pieces......"

"Taiji, villains don't see it that way!" Zhana said loudly: "Zhang Shaobao is like a god with soldiers, and his elite are not even afraid of the Jurchens, and his combat power is amazing, on the other hand, on the side of Gartu, although there are many people and horses, but each tribe is separated from morality, each has its own small abacus, and the odds of victory are not as great as it seems......"

Shanba's eyes rolled. Pacing back and forth in the tent, he suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Zana.

"What do you mean......"

"Taiji, clear allegiance to Galtu. Secretly help the Han people, as long as they win, the grasslands outside Xuanfu Datong are the world of our Wuliangha people! Tribal revival in one fell swoop! ”

Said that his eyes were fanatical. Get down on one knee in front of Shanba.

"Lord Taiji, the Uliangha people are not slaves of others, don't hesitate any longer!"

……

The horn is earth-shattering. From the steppe, torrents rolled in.

Each team of fifty cavalrymen galloped around the procession, galloping wildly, howling loudly, as if swearing that they were the masters of the steppe.

The cavalry ran over, the Chinese army flashed out, dozens of Daxu flags fluttered in the air, and under each banner there was a Taiji leading the army. Beside them were warriors in iron armor, with bows and swords, extremely proud, and their eyes were so blind that they did not look at anyone.

In the midst of all the people, like the stars and the moon, ninety-six war horses dragged huge chariots, like castles, swaying and crushing.

On the chariot, it was the commander of the coalition army, Altan Khan's grandson Gartu! There is also his brother standing beside him, the first warrior of the Eastern Tumut Division, Embu Chuhu'er!

"Brother, the front is Yingzhou!"

Gaertu followed his finger and saw a small city appear in front of him. The dragon flag of the Ming Dynasty flutters on the city. Soldiers could be seen moving anxiously around the city.

"Hahaha, such a small city, at most 3,000 Tibetan soldiers, how can it stop the iron cavalry of Mongolian warriors!" Gartu laughed loudly: "Ombu Chuhuer, you take the warriors and step on the city!" ”

"Yes!"

Embu Chuhuer jumped off the chariot, mounted his yellow horse, and with a wave of his hand, the Mongolian cavalry behind followed.

"Warriors, it's time to show off your skills, rush!"

The overwhelming cavalry roared and gathered into a huge arrowhead, and the most elite knights rushed to the front, rushing towards the city.

Without siege equipment, the Mongols rushed to Yingzhou so rashly, obviously not crazy.

It is their usual way of dealing with the Ming army, the Ming Dynasty people are as timid as rats, as long as they see the iron horse, they dare not move, as long as a few are shot to death, they will be heartbroken, the elite of the nine sides is still like this, not to mention these bold and daring to take the initiative to find dead guys on the grassland.

"Rush!"

The war horses galloped, and seeing that the inner city wall was only about a hundred paces, the archers took out their bows and arrows one after another, adjusting the direction of the arrows according to the direction of the wind.

As we got closer, we could see the faces on the walls.

This is your chance!

Jebe raised his bow, and his eyes like a falcon locked on a Han man who looked like a general: the lowly Huzha, it is your blessing to die at the hands of Jebe!

Just as he was about to release the bowstring, suddenly the war horse under his feet fell downward, and in the middle of Jebel's hurry, the bow and arrow flew out diagonally, and he was still more than twenty steps away from the city, and fell to the ground.

He was not alone, but the entire Mongol soldiers in the front row all fell into the trench, as if dumplings. The knight behind could not be retracted, and the horse's hooves stepped on the body of his companion.

In an instant, the harness was shattered, and the corpses filled the trenches.

The corners of Zhang Feng's mouth at the head of the city showed a faint sneer: "A group of stupid forks!" (To be continued......)