Chapter 571: Death

A trick to lure the enemy......

It seems to be a little bit like that.

However, when Mahamu heard this, instead of hesitating, he burst out laughing.

"It seems that they want to fight us there, my good grandson, you say this plan, are we in the middle or not?"

Knowing that it was a plan, but asking this question is really a bit confusing.

However, he first understood his grandfather's mind very well, and he smiled slightly: "The Han barbarians have a saying, if you want to be a mayfly shaking a tree and a praying mantis blocking a car, presumably they are just a dead horse and a live horse coming to the doctor, anyway, there is no way out." ”

"Obviously, they put all their hopes on that city gate, if we attack other city gates, we may not be able to take them for a while, but if we attack that city gate, we may not have no chance, they are prepared, they will inevitably have a little self-confidence, the more confident they are, in their words, the proud army will be defeated. Besides, we have more than 100,000 iron horsemen, all of whom are the most fierce warriors in the desert, and if we want to take this small Beijing, we have to deceive with the Han barbarians, which inevitably weakens the prestige, and my grandfather must have been determined to attack the city gate, but I don't know if what my grandson said is right? ”

When Ma Hamu heard this, he laughed even more, couldn't help but stand up, threw the silver knife in his hand on the case, and said: "Yes, we came here to crush the bones of the Han barbarians, the only thing I am afraid of is the 300,000 elite Ming troops in the desert, as for the old, weak, sick and disabled here, there is nothing to fear, since they want us to take this city gate, then we will attack the city from here, and we want to see what they use to resist us." Pass the order down. Tomorrow, Tuwuha will be the vanguard, leading the troops to attack the city, and I will personally supervise the battle. Tomorrow...... So we went into Peking, told the warriors who had bowed down, and when they entered Peking, we allowed them to burn and kill them for seven days and seven nights, and if they saw any treasure, as long as they could fit it, let them take it. Whatever women you like, as long as they are men, ......"

When the crowd heard. Immediately, he was full of heat, and before Mahamu finished speaking, he laughed.

also sat aside first, but said, "Grandfather." It's just that the Tatars want to be informed? ”

Mahamu suppressed his eyebrows. But he couldn't help laughing: "Go and sue Sù Arutai, this time, let's take the lead in the Warat people, let them follow behind us to eat and drink spicy food, that is, it is a blood alliance, and we must show some sincerity." ”

Several Warat generals glanced at each other and smiled.

said that they should pick up the bargain, but everyone knows. As long as whoever enters the city first, the biggest benefit in Beijing will naturally be in whose hands. On the surface, it seems that the Warat people have suffered a loss, but this Beijing city is a treasure mountain, even if you make a little sacrifice, as long as you can get the most generous reward, what is it?

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The other camp was a Tatar tent.

A Tatar man who was not tall and burly, but looked quite young, could not help but laugh when he heard the report.

His eyes were gloomy, holding an empty cup in his hand, he couldn't help sighing, and said to the people left and right: "This time, we are brothers with the Warat people, for the sake of that great tomorrow, the Warat people are greedy, and it is understandable that they want to get the greatest benefits, but since he is willing to be a pawn, let him kill it, pass the order, let the warriors rest well, don't pay attention, we still have people to kill, and some are battles to fight......"

The person who spoke was the Tatar Taishi Arutai, this Arutai was called the Taishi, and the ghost Li Chi of the Golden Family was respected as the Great Yuan Emperor, but he had already mastered the real power within the Tatars. 'Played the 'Great Yuan Emperor Ghost Power Chi, Ghost Power Chi is a puppet, so naturally nothing is allowed.

It's just that before coming, Arutai also has his own plans, although this alliance is to rob the Ming Dynasty together, but it does not mean that Warat and Tatar are brothers who love each other, Arutai also knows in his heart that once the Ming Dynasty is completely defeated, that is, when the two sides turn against each other and attack each other, the unification of the desert has already become the tacit goal of both sides.

Now that there are common interests, it is naturally twisted into a rope, but Arutai is not in a hurry to show his strength immediately, since the Warats want to fight, then let them fight.

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Early the next morning.

The snow had stopped, and a touch of morning light shot out of the thick fog, which immediately dispelled the fog of Beijing and the wilderness.

It's just that the north wind is still blowing, and the weather today is even colder than yesterday.

Hao Fenglou only slept for two hours, then got dressed and stood behind the female wall and began to wait.

Today, it should be the time to reveal the answer, he is waiting, waiting for an answer, the survival of Beijing City, his own victory or defeat, all in one fell swoop.

Immediately afterward, smoke began to rise from the camp, which had been winding for ten miles outside the city.

Time passes little by little.

Hao Fenglou's eyes were already red.

Immediately, a detachment of soldiers and horses began to leave the camp.

Looking from afar, I can't see it clearly, but Hao Fenglou can still vaguely see that there seem to be many soldiers and horses coming out of the camp on the right, but as for the position on the left, there seems to be no movement.

Hao Fenglou couldn't help but pat the female wall fiercely, and said excitedly: "It's done!" ”

"Herald...... Herald, fucking herald, prepare to meet the enemy, meet the enemy! ”

The god-level guards who had been prepared for a long time had already appeared at the head of the city one by one, hiding behind the female wall.

The military attachés have already begun to roar: "Check, check again......"

Thundered......

Thousands of troops and horses have been pressed up, and the black and oppressed military horses are densely packed with no end in sight.

The sound of horses' hooves, boiling and tumult suddenly drowned out the whining howl of the north wind.

Seventy or eighty thousand iron horsemen poured out of the nest and soon appeared under the Chaoyang Gate.

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In the endless wilderness of the desert, Zhu Di's judgment was correct.

But it's too late.

Zhu Di's face was very bad, and at this time he personally took Duo Yanwei to gallop on the snowfield for three days.

But it was too late.

The outline of the winding pass has not been seen, but the bad news has already come.

Shanhaiguan fell and Jixian fell.

These two places are Beijing's barriers, the barrier has been lost, Beijing has opened its door, in the face of hundreds of thousands of remnant elites, those old, weak, sick and disabled, can they be counted on?

Zhu Di even judged that he was afraid that the city of Beijing had fallen, and the consequences would be absolutely disastrous.

Zhu Di could hardly accept such a result, because he knew that once Beijing fell, then he would be finished, and the Ming Dynasty would be finished. All of them...... It's all over.

The 300,000 Ming troops who were cut off from the grain route were exhausted and did not have enough supplies, and what was waiting for them would be a catastrophe, and without Beijing, without these 300,000 elites, and even became prisoners of the ranks, would the Ming Dynasty still survive?

Could it be ...... Is this another battle of Jingkang?

Thinking of this, Zhu Di felt that his heart was cramping.

He has worked hard for half his life, and he is about to die, and what is even more ridiculous is that he was full of confidence before, thinking that he could create a great cause for the world.

failed to succeed, but instead caught up with the country, Zhu Di already felt that he was a pitiful worm.

But......

He still gritted his teeth, revealing his unruly side.

King Zhao, his son Zhu Gaosui, has he fallen into the hands of thieves?

What about Hao Fenglou? Hao Fenglou has some ability, but ......

So the slightest hope was quickly extinguished, with his 2,000-man divine guard? Two thousand divine guards against 10,000 Ming elites, Zhu Di may be able to believe it, but with them to resist more than 100,000 jackals in the desert, Zhu Di doesn't believe it anyway.

Finished...... It's completely over.

There is a voice in his heart that keeps telling him, but the only thing Zhu Di can do now is to keep going south, he must go back, even if he goes back to face the murderous thief who is waiting for work, he must go back. The foundation of the ancestors is there, and the relatives are there, even if they are defeated, then simply watch this splendid country become purgatory on earth.

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Chapter 3 delivered, well, don't ask for a monthly pass, tragedy. (To be continued......)