Chapter 749

In early October of the 23rd year of Chongzhen, the north of the Yellow River was already cold, and the north of the Great Wall was already covered in snow, and the thick snow covered the entire grassland.

All the tribes of the steppe have taken refuge in sheltered wintering camps.

However, a cavalry was marching against the wind and snow and stepping on the snow.

This cavalry is the 5th Ming Cavalry Division and the 6th Cavalry Division led by Zhu Cijiong.

Zhu Cijiong seems to be addicted, and always likes to send troops when the ice and snow cover the entire grassland, because at this time, the troops can often be sent in one pot.

Zhu Cijiong likes the one-pot end the most.

For the Mongols in the steppe, this was even more hateful than choosing to send troops at the beginning of spring.

Because sending troops to attack Mongolia at the beginning of spring will only cause the lamb in the ewe's womb, the foal in the mare's womb, and the fetus in the woman's womb to die, but as long as the ewe, the mare and the woman are still there, there will still be batches of lambs, foals, and babies croaking to the ground in the spring of the following year.

But if the men of the tribes can escape, there will be no lambs, foals, and babies in the spring of the next year, and then the tribe will disappear without a trace in a few years.

Zhu Cijiong's favorite thing to do is this.

It's just that this year's winter was much colder than the previous two years.

And the snow will be thicker, and it will not reach the belly of the horse.

Since Ulan Butong sent troops, there have been war horses frozen and tired to death, frostbitten cavalry soldiers are not a few, although the expedition prepared enough cold materials and shochu, still can not bear.

Xia Wanchun took out the thermometer newly provided by Gewuke and took a look.

Then he said to Zhu Cijiong with a worried face: "King Ding, the temperature has dropped to minus 40 degrees, and the soldiers can't carry the felt and cotton clothes on their bodies, and the miscellaneous grains can only be carried for a while, otherwise find a place to take refuge for a while?" ”

The cold of minus 40 degrees Celsius still insists on marching, and in the history of mankind, I am afraid that only that army can compare.

That army was even tougher than the Ming cavalry led by Zhu Cijiong, and it could even lurk for a long time in the freezing and snowy land of minus 40 degrees, and finally turn into ice.

But Xia Wanchun felt that the soldiers of the Ming army had reached the limit of their bearing.

Hu Guozhu also thought so: "Yes, King Ding, this white-haired wind can't stop for a while, and if it continues like this, there will only be more and more frostbitten soldiers." ”

The accompanying military doctor also said very solemnly: "King Ding, if you find a place to camp now, the frostbitten soldiers will still have a chance to recover, but if they are not treated for more than twelve hours, their frostbite will be difficult to heal, even if they save their lives, I am afraid that their hands and feet will not be saved." ”

However, Zhu Cijiong still refused to give up easily.

After searching in the snowstorm for half a month, how can you give up easily?

And Zhu Cijiong also learned a truth from his father, the more difficult the moment, the more you must persevere, because when you are about to give up, victory is often close at hand.

"Bart, you come over to Lonely." Zhu Cijiong beckoned a cavalryman to come forward and asked, "Did you kid remember any mistakes?" Why have I been looking for almost two days, but I still haven't found it? ”

There are two secrets to Zhu Cijiong's ability to win many battles on the prairie.

One is a well-equipped army, and the other is an all-pervasive leading party.

After "freeing" the slaves of the Horqin tribes and the Chahar tribes, Zhu Cijiong naturally obtained the allegiance of these slaves, and among these slaves were the herdsmen of the Khalkha tribes, the Tumut tribes and the Oirat tribes captured by the Horqin tribes and the Chahar tribes.

Bat is a herdsman from the Zasak tribe, one of the three tribes of the Khalkha Mongols.

The concept of blood of the Mongolian aristocracy is extremely strong, what the golden family, the Yuros family, the descendants of each family will talk about their bloodline, and they want the whole world to know his bloodline.

But ordinary Mongolian herders do not have a strong tribal mentality.

The reason is also very simple, ordinary herdsmen only regard themselves as the "livestock" of the nobility.

As livestock, it was robbed by other tribes and naturally became the property of other nobles.

Therefore, Bart's current master is Zhu Cijiong, and when he acted as the leading party, he did not have the slightest sense of shame or guilt for betraying his "compatriots", and he was even proud of it.

"King Ding, it must be around here." Bart said firmly.

"Zasaktu's tent, the wintering camp, must be around here, I can't be mistaken."

"Hell yes." Zhu Cijiong said hatefully, "It's around here, but I can't find it?" ”

Xu Wuniu proposed: "King Ding, otherwise, let's let the scout team look for it separately, the chance of finding it is better." ”

"No, such a big snowstorm, acting alone is looking for death, and you scout cavalry can't bear it." Zhu Cijiong categorically rejected Xu Wuniu's proposal, and said in a deep voice, "Let's change directions and continue to look!" ”

After a pause, he said, "Look for two more hours, and if you can't find it again, set up camp!" ”

……

Zasaktu Tooth Tent.

Zasaktu Khan and Tushetu Khan drank mare's milk wine and ate freshly roasted lamb.

"It's a shame." Zasaktu Khan said with a regretful face, "Bumu Butai, this, is really married to the cowardly Sangar, I originally thought that she was just acting and scaring us, but now the Dzungar Ministry and the Tumut Ministry are allied, and it will not be easy for our Khalkha to swallow the Tumert Ministry." ”

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Originally, they also pointed to the cattle and sheep of Tumut for the winter.

This autumn, the Rakshasas robbed a lot of cattle, sheep and livestock, and if the Khalkha Third Department can't find a way to make up for it, many people will definitely starve to death next spring.

Especially this winter, which is exceptionally cold, which is even more troublesome.

"Don't worry, the alliance between Dzungaria and Tumut won't last." Tushetu Khan bit a piece of lamb and said abruptly, "Sangar is just a puppet of the Dzungar Ministry, and he wants to be the master of the Dzungar Ministry, but that is a dream, so Bumu Butai vainly tries to rely on the Dzungar Ministries to fight against our Khalkha Sanbu, which is wishful thinking." ”

"You're right, the two of them will have to fight sooner or later, and in the end, they will have to cheapen our Khalkha."

"However, this year is not the same, this year's weather is too cold, the snow is early, it is not suitable for sending troops, next year in the spring of the ewe to lay lambs, mare to get off the foal, it is not suitable for troops, and so next summer, our three tribes will send troops together, we must destroy Tumut, and then take their cattle and sheep and Tumut River."

Zasaktu Khan said: "There is no problem with our two families, but Shuo Lei may not be willing to send troops with the two of us, this guy has been poisoned by Bumu Butai's sassy girls, even if Bumu Butai is married to Sangar now, he is still thinking about marrying Bumu Butai, really." ”

Shuolei is the Great Khan of the Chechen Khan, one of the three Khalkha tribes.

The Khalkha Mongols have always regarded themselves as the orthodox Great Yuan, and there have been three great khans, namely Zasaktu Khan, Tushetu Khan and Chechen Khan.

The relationship between the three Great Khans is also quite interesting.

When there is no foreign enemy, they can fight each other's dog brains, but when there is an invasion of foreign enemies, or when facing a strong foreign enemy threat, they can work together to unite with the outside world.

But now there seems to be a little surprise.

"No wonder." Tushetu Khan said with a dark face, "He didn't come to the meeting this time. ”

As he was talking, a faint sound of bull's horn suddenly came in from outside the big tent.

The two didn't pay much attention to it at first, and said that it was because they drank too much mare's milk wine and had auditory hallucinations.

But soon, the horn became louder and clearer, and something happened!

"Kang Chang!" Zasaktu Khan Subadi pulled out the waist knife with his backhand, and shouted: "Gunbu, you thief, I kindly invited you to make an alliance, but you actually plotted against me? ”

Tushetu Khan Gunbu looked confused: "Subadi, what are you talking about?" ”

"It's still pretending." Subati sneered, "In addition to the herdsmen of our Zasak tribe in the wintering camp, only you brought the 10,000 Tushetu cavalry of the alliance, such a big wind and snow, it is impossible for a foreign enemy to come to the door, it must be your clan who suddenly attacked when the herdsmen of our Zasak tribe were defenseless." ”

"Nonsense, there is no such thing." Gonbu denied it.

"It really wasn't your people who did it?" Subadi couldn't help but be skeptical.

Just when the two were arguing, the heavy wool felt curtain was lifted, and several tens of thousands and thousands of households from the Zasaktu Department strode in with black faces.

"Khan, something happened!"

"The Ming army has entered the wintering camp!"

"It's a Ming dog?" Gonbu and Subadi looked at each other.

How is this possible? On such a cold day, and with such a heavy snowstorm, Minggou dared to send troops? Who gave them the courage to not be afraid of freezing to death?

Just as the two were stunned, fierce gunfire suddenly sounded outside.

There is also a faint "boom" explosion, and Minggou also brought a cannon?

Subadi's face immediately fell: "Hurry up and gather the clansmen to fight!" ”

After speaking, he said to Tushetu Khan Gunbu: "Gunbu, you can't stay out of the matter. ”

"Rest assured, our warriors will not sit idly by." Gunbu said angrily.

At least for the moment, Gunbu really wanted to fight with Zasaktu and Subadi in his heart.

But less than a quarter of an hour later, Gunbu changed his mind, and when he saw the Ming army marching into the wintering camp of the Zasaktu tribe in a neat line of infantry stepping on the thick snow, and when he saw the cavalry of the Zasaktu division roaring and charging, and falling under the guns of the Ming army in rows, he decisively changed his mind.

The firearms of the Ming army were too sharp, and the Zasaktu tribe was finished.

There was no need for the 10,000 warriors of their Tushetu tribe to be buried with the Zasaktu tribe.

Seeing this, Gunbu immediately led the 10,000 cavalry of the Tushetu tribe to escape from the wintering camp amid the curses of the Subati and Zasaktu herdsmen, but it was too late to run.

Because Zhu Cijiong's favorite thing to do is to serve the pot.