"Murel, pay attention to your words and deeds, now General Fenglei is the privy deputy of my Dayuan Privy Council, and it has nothing to do with the Ming Dynasty, you have committed the following crimes, and you will not make amends to Fenglei." Seeing that Murell opened his mouth to sarcastically sarcastically and sarcastically wind and thunder, his brows suddenly furrowed, and he opened his mouth to scold.

The Privy Deputy is the third highest position in the Privy Council, and the official position is under the knowledge of the Privy Envoy and the Privy Council, which can be said to be the superior of Müller, but because Feng Lei is a general of the servant army who defected to the Mongols, Muller does not take him seriously at all.

"Young Master, what General Muller said is the truth, Yiguo Gong and An Pinghou are indeed defeated."

Feng Lei seemed to be accustomed to the ridicule of the Mongolian generals, and smiled disapprovingly at the Bald Polo, and then said in a deep voice, "However, the Marquis of Zhenwu is different, he is the only one in the Ming Dynasty who was born as a scholar, both civil and military, and his governance of the place and the marching array are outstanding among the hundred civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty, and there is no one who is unsurpassed. ”

"Young master, if the lower official is not mistaken, there are many Jurchen soldiers and Mongolian soldiers recruited by the Marquis of Zhenwu in the Ming army in Shenyang City this time, plus tens of thousands of Korean soldiers recruited from the Korean State in Phoenix City, they are the killer weapon of the Marquis of Zhenwu, the Ming army in Liaodong is not to be afraid, at most there are only 20,000 Xiaowu troops who can fight with my Dayuan."

As he spoke, Feng Lei's expression became solemn, and he frowned and sighed, "This is where the Marquis of Zhenwu is powerful, he has obviously forced Daming to a desperate situation, but he can survive in a desperate situation, this is the case in Shandong and Jiaozhi, and now it is also the same in Liaodong." ”

"It's just some rebels and barbarians, and when they get to the battlefield, they will be killed by our Mongolian army!" Muller was disdainful of the Jurchen soldiers, the Korean soldiers, and the Mongol soldiers who surrendered to the Ming Dynasty, and said proudly.

He has already obtained information that all the cavalry of the Ming army in Shenyang City add up to only half of the cavalry of the Mongolian army, and what can compete with the cavalry of the Mongolian army on the battlefield is more than 10,000 cavalry troops composed of Jurchens and Mongols, and the cavalry of the Mongolian army can be said to occupy an overwhelming advantage, even if the more than 10,000 Jurchen cavalry and Mongolian cavalry can fight no matter how much they can fight, they are not their opponents.

The barbarians in Muller's mouth naturally refer to the Jurchens, and in their opinion, the local indigenous tribes in Liaodong are just a group of barbarians who have not yet been developed.

"Having said that, but the Marquis of Zhenwu has the most powerful firearms in the Ming Dynasty, even the Emperor Xuande of the Ming Dynasty did not bring those firearms with him in the Northern Expedition, but they appeared in Liaodong at this time, which may affect the trend of the war."

Feng Lei knew that the Mongol army in Hupi Camp had a huge advantage in the battle with the Ming army in Shenyang City, but he didn't believe that it would be so reckless, and there must be some unknown secret in it, so he couldn't help but say to the bald Polo with concern.

With Emperor Xuande's northern expedition, only half of the Shenji battalion fled back to the Ming Dynasty, and the rest were either captured or killed, and the Mongolian army captured a lot of firearms from the Shenji battalion, but the arquebuses used by the Ming army in Liaodong were not found.

Therefore, Feng Lei was worried that Li Yuntian would not only bring arquebuses but also other powerful firearms when he came to Liaodong this time, and it was likely to bring heavy casualties to the Mongol army on the battlefield.

"General Feng Lei don't need to worry, although the firearms of the Ming army are powerful, they are inconvenient to move, as long as we break through the flank of the firearms battalion, then they will become lambs to the slaughter."

Seeing the wind and thunder, Muller looked solemn, so he said confidently, thinking that the wind and thunder were unfounded, and although the Ming army's firearms were powerful, they were also subject to many restrictions, and they did not have the ability to dominate the war, and the focus of the war was the duel between the cavalry of the two sides.

"Young Master, since the identity of the deputy commander-in-chief of Liaodong of the Ming Army has been ascertained, then the lower official will return tomorrow and report to the Great Khan and the Taishi." Feng Lei saw that Murel's face was full of spirit, and several Mongolian generals on the side also looked confident, so he groaned for a while, and said to Bald Polo with a smile.

"Then there is General Lao Fenglei." Hearing this, Bald Polo smiled slightly, and then instructed the subordinates on the side, "Pass the order, set up a banquet at night, and this young master will take the wind and thunder and wash the dust." ”

In the evening, the banquet was very grand, with all the commanders and deputy commanders of the Mongolian army in the tiger skin camp such as Polo and Darru participating, and everyone was staggered, talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very light, and there was no atmosphere of approaching a big war.

Feng Lei ignored the ridicule and ridicule of the Mongolian generals present, and with a smile on his face, he toasted to the senior Mongolian generals such as Polo and Darru, and flattered everyone, which made the Mongolian generals present very satisfied, and at the same time even more contemptuous of Feng Lei.

At the end of the banquet, the drunken Mongol generals each walked away with a serving woman, both Mongolian women and women taken captive from the Ming Dynasty.

Feng Lei was no exception, he chose a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl with a good face, and staggered back to the bedroom.

"General, take the slaves and maids out of here." Early the next morning, when the maiden was dressed and ready to go out at the service of the maiden, the maiden fell to her knees in front of him with a thud and pleaded that it was an incomparably painful torment for her to serve the rough Mongol generals.

"Let's go with the officer." Feng Lei saw the girl's eagerness, and nodded after a deep groan, he knew that the girl's family had been killed by the Mongol soldiers nine times out of ten, and she was lonely, and she would die in the chaos soon if she stayed in the tiger skin camp.

"General Xie, the slave will serve the general as a cow and a horse in the future." The girl was immediately overjoyed, and hurriedly kowtowed to Feng Lei.

Feng Lei's eyes showed a gloomy look when he heard this, and he smiled bitterly and walked away, he is now under the fence and the situation of the girl is similar, the only difference is that his use value is much greater than that of the girl.

He took the vultures very seriously to the wind and thunder, personally led people to see him off, and watched the horse team of the wind and thunder and his party leave.

"General, didn't the second prince let us come to Liaodong to help the Great Khan fight, why did we leave so quickly?" Out of the Tiger Skin Camp Post City, a general of the servant army came to Fenglei's side and asked in a puzzled whisper.

"Although I don't know what Zhenwuhou is doing, he is definitely not the kind of person who acts rashly, this time the people in the Tiger Skin Camp are probably more than lucky, it is too dangerous for us to stay there." Wind and Thunder groaned for a moment, and replied in a low voice with an expressionless face.

"General, does Zhenwuhou have a way to deal with so many Mongolian cavalry?" The general's face suddenly showed a look of surprise, and he asked in disbelief, but he knew that the Mongolian cavalry was so powerful that it was simply unstoppable on the battlefield.

"Ben also wants to know what he can do." Feng Lei shook his head, turned his head to look at the Tiger Skin Camp Post City behind him, and muttered to himself, "I hope Ben will think too much." ”

Then, with his legs between his legs, Feng Lei led his cavalry to disappear into the distant horizon.

In the early morning of 12 July, in the courtyard of a large family in a town four or five miles north of Hupiying Post City, Li Yuntian pushed open the door of his bedroom and walked out, yawning lazily.

At this moment, this town has become a huge military camp, stationed nearly 50,000 Ming troops who followed Li Yuntian into battle.

"Xianggong, it's still early, why don't you sleep for a while?" When Li Yuntian was moving his body in the yard, Lei Ting came out of the bedroom and asked with a smile.

"The big war is coming, Xianggong can't rest assured, and I'm going to inspect the army later." Li Yuntian smiled when he heard this, today's decisive battle with the Mongolian army in Hupi Camp Yicheng is related to the trend of the battle situation in Liaodong, where does he still have the mind to sleep.

"Xiang Gong carefully planned, he will definitely win a big victory." Lei Ting took a glass of boiled water from the female soldier on the side and handed it to Li Yuntian with a smile.

"I hope so, Datong City has fallen, if it can't reverse the situation of the war in Liaodong, then there is a chance that the imperial court will move the capital, and then things will become very tricky." Li Yuntian smiled slightly, took the glass of water and drank it in one gulp, although his tone was relaxed, Lei Ting knew that he was under tremendous pressure now.

After the Mongol army occupied Datong and Xuanfu, the Ming Dynasty could only rely on the inner Great Wall for defense, once the outside of the pass was also occupied by the Mongol army, then the Mongol army would directly threaten the safety of Beijing, and Emperor Xuande would definitely be forced to move the capital to Nanjing.

Moving the capital is a huge project, not only needs to consume huge financial and material resources, but also with the southward migration of the capital division to the Ming Dynasty's control of the northern region will naturally weaken a lot, I am afraid that Shanxi Xingdu Division, Wanquan Division, Daning Division, Liaodong Capital Division and Nuer Gandu Division will be controlled by Tatar and Wara, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

Therefore, Lei Ting knew that Li Yuntian would win the battle of Tiger Skin Camp Post City no matter what, and only if the Ming Dynasty kept the Guanwai, then the civil and military officials of the imperial court would not move their minds to move the capital, and the Ming Dynasty would be able to continue to control the situation in the northern region in the future.

If you use an analogy, it is most appropriate to describe the impact of the first battle of the Tiger Skin Battalion on the Ming Dynasty by pulling a hair and moving the whole body, although it seems that the first battle of the Tiger Skin Battalion is just one of the many wars in Liaodong, but Li Yuntian won this battle to pacify the war in Liaodong, otherwise Guanwai will become the world of the Mongols.

After a brief breakfast, Li Yuntian went to the various camps of the Ming army in the town, that is, to make the final advice to the generals of each camp, but also to boost the morale of the army, there are 30,000 Mongolian cavalry in the tiger skin camp post city, if they fight alone, the Ming army is definitely not their opponent, only the whole army can defeat it.

"Lord Deputy Commander, this is the rosary that my Abba left to my sister when I was there, and I have been blessed by Hara and the High Priest of Lincheng, and she hopes to bring good luck to my lordship." In the camp of the Mongol soldiers, Halbara handed Li Yuntian a string of crystal clear red prayer beads, which were made up of precious rubies.

The news that the Ming army in Shenyang City was going to fight a decisive battle with the Mongol army of the Tiger Skin Battalion had reached Kaiyuan City, and if from the perspective of strength, the Ming army was more auspicious than good luck in this battle, and Nuo Min was worried about Li Yuntian's safety, so he sent someone to send the rosary overnight.

Li Yuntian couldn't help but feel warm in his heart when he saw this, to be honest, Nuo Min was just his nominal concubine now, although the two entered the cave room, he didn't touch Nuo Min with a finger, just hugged Nuo Min on the bed for his wedding night, he had already told Nuo Min that he would not touch her until Nuo Min was eighteen years old.

Moreover, since marrying Li Yuntian, Nuo Min has stayed at her mother's house to take care of Gegentana, Gegentana knows that Li Yuntian is busy because of the Liaodong war situation, so she naturally will not complain about Li Yuntian, and carefully teach Nuo Min to behave as a person, and Nuo Min has a lot to learn if he wants to integrate into the big family of Zhenwuhou Mansion in the future.

"With the protection of the Immortal Heaven, our army will win this battle!" Li Yuntian put the rosary on the wrist of his left hand, raised his hand and said in a loud voice to the Mongolian generals around him.

"Victory, victory......" The surrounding Mongolian generals raised their right fists one after another and shouted in unison.

More than half of these generals were promoted by Li Yuntian from among the Mongol soldiers, which invisibly strengthened his control over the Mongol troops and made the Mongol troops loyal to the Ming Dynasty.

Looking at those high-spirited Mongolian generals, the corners of Li Yuntian's mouth couldn't help but show a smile of relief, as long as he could defeat the Mongolian army in the battle of the Tiger Skin Battalion, then it would be of great benefit to the Mongolian soldiers captured by his reorganization in the future.