"The Fujian sailors are here, and the Tartars are rampant!"

"Fujian Fuzhou Wei Chi to help Liaodong!"

"Fujian Quanzhou Wei Chi to help Liaodong!"

"Fujian Zhendong Wei galloped to help Liaodong!"

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One by one, the flags were unfurled, and at the same time, the soldiers of the Fujian Guard Station used their own roars to tell the friendly troops in Liaodong that the fraternal troops who hated the same enemy were coming.

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son!

Listening to this earth-shattering roar, looking at the soldiers who were also wearing the battle armor of the Ming army appearing on the battlefield, whether it was the Mongol Tatar Jurchen coalition army or the Liaodong Weisuo army, they couldn't believe their eyes at this moment.

Fujian soldiers and horses, thousands of miles away, can gallop to help Liaodong like divine soldiers descending from heaven?

"Brothers, is this really a friendly army in Fujian?"

A Liaohai guard who was deeply encircled asked in a trance-like tone, could it be that he was dead and hallucinating?

"That's right, it's Fujian's soldiers and horses, and reinforcements are coming!"

"Reinforcements are finally here, brothers kill them!"

All kinds of cheering roars sounded from the remnants of the encircled Liaodong Army, sweeping away the previous despair and haze.

"Fujian Ming Army?"

Tokhtarbuhua looked at the fluttering flags, his eyes widened and his face was also full of disbelief.

He can still understand how the Fujian Ming army rushed to the aid of Liaodong?

"Great Khan, I'm afraid there are tens of thousands of troops rushing to the aid of the Ming army, what should we do next?"

Standing on the left side of Tokhtarbuhua, Mongolian Daru Huachi (Governor) Agoura, asked with a nervous face.

Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, dozens of expeditions to the Mongol Yuan have actually caused a shadow in the hearts of the Mongols, even if they now have the upper hand, when they see the Ming Dynasty reinforcements coming, they still reveal a cowardly mentality.

"The Ming army is less than 20,000 people counting reinforcements, and our Mongolian and Jurchen warriors are close to 50,000, what do you say next?"

Feeling the fear in Agoura's words, Tokhtar was furious.

When did the Mongol warriors, the people of the Immortal Heaven, fear the enemy like tigers?

50,000 people are still afraid of the other party, less than 20,000?

"It was my mistake, Great Khan!"

Aragu hurriedly bowed his waist and admitted his mistake, but there was a little disbelief in his heart.

The Mongol army seemed to have as many as 50,000 men, but in fact only 10,000 people in the Tatar headquarters were really elite, and the remaining 20,000 were temporary nomadic auxiliaries.

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As for the 20,000 Jurchen coalition troops, to put it mildly, they are the slaves of the three surnames. If you can rebel against the Ming Dynasty today, who knows if the Jurchens will turn against each other when the Mongol army is at a disadvantage.

50,000 coalition troops, can they really compete with 20,000 Ming troops?

Compared with the remnants of the Ming army on the periphery, Li Da and others, who were firmly surrounded in the inner circle, did not know that reinforcements had arrived in the outermost periphery until the Fujian soldiers and horses launched a charge.

"Big brother, reinforcements are coming, we are saved!"

The white fat man Zhang Qi was full of excitement, although the horse leather shroud is the highest praise for a soldier, but who wants to sacrifice in vain if he can win the war and defeat the Tartars?

"It's not the soldiers and horses of the Liaodong Guard, it's the reinforcements from Fujian, how can they appear here?"

Wu Rong found the difference in flags, and he was also puzzled in his heart.

If it is the support of the army of Shandong, Henan and other places, Wu Rong still thinks that there are some possibilities, and the Fujian health center is too far away.

Even if the imperial court learned about the situation in Liaodong and sent reinforcements, it was impossible to transfer troops from Fujian, and it was too late for them to rush to help.

Li Da was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, and said in an excited tone: "It's to the north!" It's the commander of Fujian to the north, and the soldiers and horses gallop to help Liaodong! ”

The appearance of the word "north" seemed to wake up the person in the dream with a word, and the doubts in his heart were answered in an instant.

In this world, only Shen Yichen, who is far away in Fujian, has been paying attention to the situation in Liaodong, and only he will send reinforcements to help the general of the building at such a critical moment!

"Admiral Shen rushes to help, brothers kill back!"

Li Da roared angrily, whether Shen Yichen personally led the troops or not, as long as his name appeared on the battlefield in Liaodong, he would definitely boost his morale.

The reason is very simple, the great world, the work of controlling the water, quelling the rebellion in the southeast, and Shen Yichen's deeds are now deeply rooted in the hearts of the people in Daming.

This is the effect of literati making words, meritorious service, and virtue!

"Admiral Shen is here, come on!"

"It's time for the Tartars to die, and Lao Tzu wants revenge!"

"The lives of tens of thousands of brothers in Liaodong are paid with blood!"

A crazy roar, accompanied by the three words "Admiral Shen", produced an effect close to madness.

The remnants of the Liaodong Army, which was less than 3,000, combined with more than 10,000 soldiers and horses from the Fujian Naval Division, completed the counteroffensive against the Tatar Jurchen coalition army.

The scene of a Han being a Wuhu is once again reproduced on the battlefield!

The defeat was like a mountain, standing at a high point in the distance, looking at the encircled Tatar soldiers and horses under the impact of the Ming army, like a wind sweeping the leaves one by one, it was like a blood dripping in my heart!

You must know that there are two generations of father and son in the Tile Spur Department, and for so many years they have been uniting with the Ming Army to suppress the Tatar Department, until the death of the previous generation of Taishi Tuhuan, and Tokhun Buhua had a breathing room to accumulate his strength.

These 10,000 Tatar elites, as well as 20,000 nomadic auxiliaries, are the foundation of detachment.

If they are all buried in Liaodong, then the next thing to face may not be the counteroffensive of the Ming army, but the annexation of the Tile Spur Department!

"Great Khan, withdraw our troops, we are just sheep attacking."

Aragu saw that the Tatar army was close to collapse, and the coalition forces of the three Jurchen tribes had fled on a large scale, and he understood that the defeat was decided.

If we don't seize the opportunity to withdraw our troops now, the Tatar army will be met with the annihilation of the whole army!

Hearing Aragu's advice, his eyes were red and his heart was full of unwillingness.

Originally, he was only one step away from being able to completely annihilate the command center of the Liaodong Metropolitan Division, and even had the opportunity to capture the chief soldier Cao Yi alive, but it fell short!

But as long as Liaodong can be captured, then the Jurchens and Korea will become their own pockets, and the glory of recovering the Great Yuan is just around the corner.

But there is no ifs in this world, and if the Tatars win, it means that the Liaodong army is defeated.

There is only one side of the winner!

Judging from the current results, it is Daming!

"Withdraw your troops!"

Tokhtobuhua finally gave the order to retreat, and tens of thousands of Tatar and Jurchen allied troops withdrew from the land of Liaodong like a tide.

In the face of the retreating enemy army, whether it was the remnants of the Liaodong Army or the Fujian Weisu Army, which was dominated by infantry, they could only watch the other side leave, and there was not enough spare strength to pursue.

This is the helplessness of the Ming army's northern expedition to Mongolia for many years, and two legs have never been able to outrun four legs. Even with a large number of cavalry troops, the Mongols still occupy a geographical advantage in Mobei, and trying to find the main decisive battle is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack.

Why has the Wolf Juxu been regarded as the highest praise for the interracial war for thousands of years? It is because it breaks the right time and place and challenges the impossible!

The smoke of the war subsided on the Mobei battlefield, and the war clouds in the Harrier Ridge near Xuanfu became thicker and thicker. The news that the army of Chengguo took the initiative to attack from Leijia Station was already known by the scouts of Yexian almost at the moment when the soldiers and horses had just pulled out of the camp.

The Ming army, which once relied on the Beacon Castle and controlled the absolute intelligence superiority, is now exposed under the noses of the enemy in every move, which has to be said to be a kind of irony.

So he first arranged a large number of ambushes in advance at Harrier Ridge, where Zhu Yong must pass, and waited for the Ming army to enter the encirclement.

Harrier Ridge is a long and narrow valley area, and Zhu Yong, the Duke of Chengguo, stood at the entrance, and did not call for the army to enter at the first time, but stopped to watch the terrain in front of him.

"Grandpa, long live the master's urgency, it's getting dark, let's not stay here and waste time."

Liu Seng of the prison army looked at Zhu Yong, the Duke of Chengguo, and stopped moving, so he opened his mouth to remind him.

Now, whether it is Ming Yingzong Zhu Qizhen or Wang Zhen, they are extremely looking forward to Zhu Yong being able to find the main force of the Tile Spur Department for a decisive battle. Otherwise, if it drags on any longer, the vanguard of the pro-conscription army will have to step into the customs and return to Beijing, so will this battle still be fought?

"Harrier Ridge is a dangerous place, how can you enter it rashly?"

Xue Shou, who was riding a horse and following Zhu Yong, the Duke of Chengguo, saw that this eunuch had been meddling crookedly in military affairs, and he couldn't help but refute when he came up upright.

"What does General Xue mean by this, which means that our family is talking too much?"

Liu Seng replied with a gloomy voice, and his eyes were full of unkindness.

But if Xue Shou dares to say more, his career as a military general is estimated to be over.

"General Xue is straightforward and fast-talking, and Gonggong Liu is a generous person, don't be like him."

"But Harrier Ridge is indeed a dangerous place, otherwise how about Gonggong Liu, send scouts to investigate first, and then lead the army in?"

The ominous premonition in Zhu Yong's heart has always lingered, even if he risks offending Liu Seng, he doesn't want to rush into Harrier Ridge, and he must make sure that there is no danger before the army acts.

"Harrier Ridge is dozens of miles long, how long does Cheng Guogong plan to send scouts to investigate, if the exploration can't be completed today, is the army still camping here for the night?"

"Besides, Harrier Ridge is between Datong and Xuanfu, and the first army can grow wings and fly over to ambush without knowing it?"

"Grandpa, long live the Lord has high hopes for you, but don't let him down......"

Liu Seng finally said meaningfully, it was not good for Zhu Qizhen to hold back a lot of anger in his heart.

Today, if Cheng Guogong disobeys the order and delays, and waits until the pro-conscription army returns to Beijing in vain, then it will be the time to ask for guilt!

Since Yang Pu, the civil official group has been ruthlessly rectified, and Zhu Yong probably doesn't want the Xunqi group to repeat the mistakes of the past.

Faced with the threat hidden in Liu Seng's words, Zhu Yong, the Duke of Chengguo, only felt a nameless anger rushing to his heart. When will the dignified Ming Emperor be instructed by a eunuch who has no eggs, and really become the title of Duke of the Kingdom only by his ancestors?

However, this anger did not break out after all, even if he was the Duke of Daming, Zhu Yong still had too many responsibilities on his shoulders and could not follow his own heart.

"General Xue, you lead an elite army to open the way."

"Yes, Grandpa."

This time, Xue Shou did not persuade, and he also knew very well that Cheng Guogong had no choice.

The 50,000 army slowly entered the Harrier Ridge, and Zhu Yong looked at the hills and plants on both sides from time to time, and his heart was full of unease.

It is true that Harrier Ridge is sandwiched between Datong and Xuanfu, and theoretically before the two towns are captured, it is difficult to avoid people's eyes and ears if hundreds of thousands of troops want to cross the Nine Border Defense Line.

However, the strategic deployment of the first Taishi is far better than that of Zhu Qizhen, who temporarily decided to conquer in person, and he took advantage of the situation to uproot the border forts of Datong and Xuanfu after the Battle of Yanghe, how can there be any eyes and ears?

To put it mildly, even if the army is swaggering to the Guannai now, it is estimated that there is no Ming army post to transmit military information.

Just like Zhu Yong, the Duke of Chengguo, had a hunch, the scouts who scattered to probe the surrounding area were quietly assassinated in a hidden place at this time. On the two flanks of Harrier Ridge, dense ambushes of tile thorns have appeared, and they are indifferently looking at the marching Ming Dynasty army.

"Taishi, Zhu Yong of the Ming Kingdom has already stepped into the ambush circle, when will he start?"

The commander of the Mongolian Western Route Army, who was originally besieging Chicheng, appeared in front of Taishi Yexian at this moment.

The appearance of this scene means that the main forces of the Mongolian Western Route Army and the Central Route Army have converged together to complete the convergence, while the Ming Dynasty was completely kept in the dark.

"Chengguo Gong ......"

did not answer the inquiry of the Elder Governor for the first time, but silently muttered a sentence of Zhu Yong's title.

As a former "ally" and "comrade-in-arms", in the process of attacking the Tatar headquarters and the three departments of Uliangha, he deeply experienced the courage and ability of Zhu Yong, the Duke of Chengguo.

But this old acquaintance was about to die in Huangquan.

Heroes cherish heroes, if the two sides are not in a hostile position, they really don't want to take the performance of Zhu Yong, the prince of the country.

But standing on the opposite side, Zhu Yong is one of the biggest enemies of Mongolia, and his hands are covered with the blood of countless Mongolian sons, and he must die!

"It's now."

He also said these four words first, and then waved his big hand forward, and as soon as the Mongolian Batel (warrior) bowstring standing beside him was released, a sharp arrow pierced the sky and pierced the neck of a marching Ming soldier below.

The major artery in the neck was severed, and blood gushed out, splashing the faces of the soldiers next to him.

"Enemy attack!"

The Ming soldiers who reacted immediately let out a sharp roar, but the tail note stopped abruptly, because another sharp arrow pierced his throat.

Li Xian's "Tianshun Diary" records the battle of Harrier Ridge in this way.

"Rushing into the Harrier Ridge, Hu Kou invited the attack on both wings of the mountain, and killed them all."

In just a dozen words of description, the lives of 50,000 elite cavalrymen of the Ming Army were taken over with one stroke.

It also highlights the cruelty and defeat of this war from the side.

"Enemy attack! Combat readiness! ”

The shouts of one after another sounded from all directions, but Zhu Yongbu, who was like a long dragon, had no way to take care of both the end and gather to form a cavalry charge.

The sudden attack brought by the rain of arrows was only the first step, and then the Ming troops in the Harrier Ridge felt a strange vibration coming from the earth, and a dull sound came from far and near.

They were also cavalry troops, and they were all too familiar with such a voice, which was the shaking of the earth caused by the large-scale cavalry charge.

At this time, tens of thousands of Ming soldiers had abnormal changes on their faces, once the enemy's cavalry speed was raised, then they and the others would face a massacre!