As the Warat cavalry retreated, there were earth-shattering cheers from the Ming army's position.

Zhang Fu trotted all the way over, smiling like a child in his seventies.

"Congratulations to the emperor, the Warat people have withdrawn!"

Mayor Zhu Qi exhaled a long breath and said, "Order, collect the troops!" ”

Zhang Fu said yes again and again, and personally led people to clean up the battlefield.

According to statistics, the Ming army killed more than 5,000 enemies in this battle, and the casualties on their side were only a few dozen, which was a rare victory.

When Zhu Qizhen heard the news, he didn't show much excitement, but just ordered: "The dead will be collected as soon as possible, and their remains must be transported back to Beijing after the war, and the bereavement pension will be doubled." ”

When he said this, the expression on his face was very flat, but Zhang Fu's heart was turbulent.

Since Emperor Taizong, the Ming Dynasty has adopted a policy of recuperation, and as the number of wars continues to decrease, the status of military attachés is declining, and the power of civil servants has taken the opportunity to rise, and there is a faint momentum of latecomers dominating.

On the battlefield, life and death are up to heaven, who cares about the life and death of a soldier?

On the contrary, the emperor, after getting the news of the victory, the first thing that came to mind was not how much credit he had made, but the aftermath of the fallen soldiers, although there were only a few words, but it was enough to make people feel comforted.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fu immediately replied: "The emperor's benevolence and righteousness are the blessings of the soldiers!" ”

"If it is really a blessing, these people will not leave their homeland and be shrouded in horse leather!"

Zhu Qizhen sighed and said with emotion: "Once you succeed, your bones will wither, and you will die in a war." I also want everyone to live a peaceful life, but the Mobei grassland is surrounded by foreign enemies and repeatedly violated our border, if we don't fight this battle, the people on the border will suffer. ”

"What the emperor said is that the old minister also thinks that this battle should be fought, but it is just ......"

Zhu Qizhen smiled self-deprecatingly and asked, "You mean to say that I shouldn't have rushed out troops, let alone let Wang Zhen command indiscriminately, right?" ”

Zhang Fu suddenly found that the emperor didn't seem to be stupid at all, at least much more shrewd than he imagined.

"Lao Chen thinks that it is better to be cautious about this kind of thing, when Emperor Taizong went on the Northern Expedition, it took three months to prepare for it, are we ...... Some...... In a hurry? ”

Zhu Qizhen nodded and said: "You are right, it is Wang Zhen who is wrong, he wants to be Zheng He, but he doesn't know how many catties and taels he has, and as a result, he mistakenly gave the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers." All sides are guilty, and the sin is bowing. When I return to Beijing, I will issue an edict to show the world. ”

"Minister...... That's not what it means! ”

Zhang Fu hurriedly explained: "The emperor decisively executed Wang Zhen, and personally led the soldiers to win three great victories...... There are still 120,000 troops, and the minister suggested retreating to Juyong Pass first, and then the time can be attacked, retreated, and defended, and the initiative is in the hands of our army, I don't know what the emperor wants? ”

Zhu Qizhen shook his head and said, "Of course I know that I am also powerful, but in this situation, how easy is it to retreat to Juyong Pass?" ”

Zhang Fu's eyes turned, and he finally said his inner thoughts: "It's better to send 3,000 battalions to escort the emperor to Juyong Pass first, and then the army will arrive at ......."

"No, absolutely not!"

Zhu Qizhen interrupted Zhang Fu's words without hesitation and said, "I will say it again one last time, the big war is coming, and I, the boss, must not retreat from the battle!" ”

"However, a decisive battle with Warat in the field is very unfavorable to our army, and if it hurts the emperor's dragon body......"

"It's hurt, what are you afraid of?" Zhu Qizhen frowned and said, "Even if you die on the battlefield, it will be the death of the king, at least you will not disgrace your ancestors and ancestors!" ”

"Your Majesty!" Zhang Fu hurriedly explained, "That's not what the minister meant......

Zhu Qizhen raised his hand and said, "Zhang Qingjia, don't say it anymore, it is absolutely impossible for me to leave the soldiers first." ”

Zhang Fu's eyes were red with emotion, and he said, "The old minister obeys the order!" ”

…………

On the west bank of the Fushui River, Warat Camp.

After Boyan withdrew his men, he couldn't help but be very annoyed.

He also sent Boyan to lead the cavalry first, just to try to catch up with the Ming army.

When he came, he said very clearly, if he could catch up, he would raid the rear of the Ming army, and attack back and forth with the Arabu.

If the Ming army has already defeated Ara, do not act rashly and wait for the arrival of the large army to make plans.

However, Boyan was reckless by nature, and when he saw that the Ming army had just crossed the river, how could he be patient?

So he rashly sent troops, but found that he couldn't beat it, and he lost thousands of people in plain vain, and they were all elite cavalry.

Although he and Ye are brothers first, this is a war, and the other tribes can watch it!

But then again, why can the Ming army's firearms be fired in bursts?

Could it be that some advanced firearms have been developed and have been hidden all along?

He called the cavalrymen who had rushed to the front and asked him what he was wondering.

A centurion said: "The firearms of the Ming army have not changed, but the way of fighting has changed, they divide the firearms into three rows, and after each row fires, they will withdraw to the rear row to load ammunition, and then the second row will come forward to shoot, and so on." ”

Although Boyan is reckless, he basically understands the matter of war.

Through the performance of the Ming army on the battlefield and the centurion's account, he immediately understood the principle of the three-stage strike tactic, and he couldn't help but secretly admire it in his heart, and at the same time, he was also trying to think about the flaws of this tactic.

At this moment, the curtain of the door was lifted, and a guard walked in.

"Tell the general, Arazhiyuan asks to see you!"

Boyan was stunned and asked, "Who are you talking about?" ”

"Arachiwon."

"He's not dead?" Bo Yan looked puzzled and asked, "How many people did he bring?" ”

"It looks like there are hundreds of them, and they are all wounded, all of them are disgraced, like beggars."

"Humph!" Boyan sneered, "There are only a few hundred of the more than 30,000 people left, and he has lost all his face!" ”

"General, do you want to see you?"

Ridicule is ridicule, but Boyan still thinks of the brotherhood and says, "Let them in!" ”

After about a cup of tea, a guard led Ah Ra to the Chinese army's tent.

Boyan looked up and was stunned.

In the Warat Division, Ara, is the leader of the right wing, and his status is second only to Yexian, and he can be regarded as majestic on weekdays.

But now, I saw a man with scorched hair and beard, tattered clothes, and holes everywhere standing in front of him.

"Ara, what are you doing...... Is it like this? ”

"Boyan!" Ah Ra was about to cry, and said aggrievedly, "This Ming army is not simple, you have to be careful!" ”

Boyan nodded silently, and said secretly in his heart, of course I know that they are not simple, and the nose and face that just beat me are swollen.

But then again, more than 30,000 people on your side have lost their positions, and I use you to preach?

"What happened yesterday? Why did the position fail? ”