Timur's retreat was so efficient that the next morning there were only countless empty tents left in the barracks.

Of course, Yang Feng did not pursue.

Immediately afterwards, Tan Yuan and Kun Timur arrived with Ush Yimi.

They still have 10,000 horses.

There are still 28,000 in Aksu City.

Therefore, Yang Feng led the 60,000 troops of the western expedition plus the 5,000 lost by the fork, and then added the 5,000 of Baicheng, 5,000 of Wushi, and 15,000 of Ugqi Hashha, a total of 90,000 troops, and there are currently 38,000 left......

It's tragic.

Fortunately, morale is still high.

In fact, everyone didn't feel too much sadness about the death of their companions.

After all, despite the heavy casualties, the question is that this is just a patchwork, and will Shamichagan's soldiers be sad that two-thirds of Ugqihashha's subordinate Vara have died? They were already very face-saving when they didn't cheer for the Warat soldiers, and in the same way, would the soldiers of Hami be heartbroken by the slaughter of Timur because of the city?

They were really heartbroken.

They were saddened that they didn't do it.

Obviously, they should have gone to bloody the city and robbed everything.

So despite the fact that the overall losses were so heavy, the ministries did not react much.

It's a little higher to look at each other and gloat.

I have to say that Yang Feng, who is open and hanging, can drive such a team, and it is impossible to drive it if it is normal.

After Timur withdrew his army, he was accompanied by more than 96,000 soldiers, and rushed to Kashgar as fast as possible, because he never thought that he would raise a butcher's knife to the city. The 96,000 rivers and Khorasan elite completed the cleansing of the city in less than a day, and all the wealth, grain and livestock were plundered, all the young women were captured, and the rest of the value was basically killed.

Then set the whole city on fire.

"Demons!"

Ambassador Yang stood outside the burned Kashgar City Gate with an indignant face, looking at the charred corpses inside.

At his feet was a kneel on the ground, crying with tears all over his eyes.

And behind them were countless weeping Dugrat soldiers.

It's been half a month later.

Kuanda was coaxed by Timur to Kunkuo to block Song Sheng, and when he arrived in Qu, he got a report from Yang Feng that Timur had withdrawn his army, and Yang Feng was willing to talk to him about the armistice.

He didn't believe it at first.

But soon the withdrawal of Timur was confirmed.

He was not stupid, he immediately realized that something was wrong, and did not hesitate to return with his subordinates, and when Yang Feng came out to Aksu, he came out and told him that a team of previous Warat defeated soldiers went from Kashgar to Aksu to find Ugqi Hashha, saying that Timur had slaughtered Kashgar. Although Hu Yuda said that Yang Feng was talking nonsense, he still ran back with his subordinates without caring about anything, and Yang Feng followed uninvited.

And then there's the scene now.

"Stranger, this is all your own sin, I said it very clearly, I just want you to give 30,000 young people, with a year's food, to work for me, I even pay the wages, but why do you have to fight? If you fight, you can fight, but why do you have to lure the wolf into the house? Timur is your enemy, and you know that he has wolf ambitions, and has long coveted your land and wealth, so why do you want to lure the wolf into your house? I didn't want to kill you, I just wanted you to do some work, I even paid you, look at the present, don't you feel sorry for them? ”

Yang Feng pointed to the dead bodies inside and said.

Kuda is still crying old tears.

Yang Feng didn't pay attention to him anymore, but turned to look at the Dugrat soldiers behind him.

"Do you want revenge?"

He yelled.

"Yes!"

A young general shouted.

"Yes!"

……

This was followed by countless roars.

"Are you still willing to accept his and his family's rule?"

Yang Feng pointed at Ku Bada and said.

The young general looked at Yimi with hatred.

"He had two sons, Saeed the son of Ahema. Ali also died, this is the punishment of the gods, his stupidity caused the death of our family, his betrayal of the Ming Emperor, let us be punished by the gods with him, he is no longer qualified to rule us. ”

He said.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

……

Then there was a myriad roar of hatred.

In fact, Yang Fengzhen didn't kill many soldiers in Kashgar, including Yarkand and other cities, and not many people died under his hands. But because of Kushida's stupidity, they killed their family, and now of course they hate Kushada, after all, the latter's family is only the ruler, and even Kashgar is not only his family.

In fact, there are several families that hold power here.

Originally, after his death, the powerful people of Kashgar even dedicated the city to Timur's grandson Ulugh Beg.

Later, Kuda's grandson, Said. Ali recaptured.

Now, of course, these people are angry with him.

"No, we won't kill him, he should kill himself to apologize.

I will lead you in pursuit of Timur.

King Yan of the Ming Dynasty has led an army of 300,000 troops south from Talas, and I only received news yesterday that he was marching towards the city of Sailan, and it was when Timur learned of this that he hastily withdrew his army. I will take you and other tribes, let's go after Timur together, let's kill Andijan together, if he dares to kill your relatives, you will go to Andijan in blood. Take back the women they snatched, take back the wealth that belongs to you, and let's take him with us.

Let him die in front of Timur.

Let all the believers of your gods see Timur for what he really is. ”

Yang Feng said.

This is murder and punishment!

Kumada had no other choice, after all, he still had other grandsons alive, either listen to Yang Feng's arrangement to spray Timur's face with blood, or Yang Feng killed all his remaining grandsons.

No need for Yang Feng to do it.

As long as Yang Feng doesn't stop him, these soldiers will destroy his family now.

"Revenge!"

The young general drew his sword and shouted.

"Bloodbath Andijan!"

"Bloody Samarkand!"

……

The soldiers shouted.

"What do you think?"

Yang Feng lowered his head and said.

Kuda stopped crying.

"I was wrong, I am guilty, I am sorry for the Great Khan, I am sorry for the Ming Emperor, I am no longer qualified to rule the cities of Kashgar and Xiangyangdi, please the ambassador temporarily rule the cities of Kashgar and Xiangyangdi, wait for the verdict of the Ming Emperor, and also ask the ambassador to take them to rescue their relatives, I am willing to follow the ambassador to atone for my sins."

He said.

Yang Feng nodded.

"I reluctantly agreed, but do these strangers have anything else to say?"

He looked at Yarkand Yimi and the others gloomily.

The latter immediately sobered up......

"Everything small is up to the ambassador."

They said in unison.

"Then go back and prepare, this Kashgar has been looted by Timur, and you have to make more efforts to produce more food and livestock for the various armies, but you can take more after Andijan."

Yang Feng said.

The strangers looked at each other without tears......

Still?

How many people must starve to death!

"What, don't want to?"

Yang Feng shouted.

Several generals in Kashgar immediately looked at these strange secrets with murderous aura, and now that Kashgar has suffered a tragic disaster, they must drag these strange secrets into the ranks of chasing and killing Timur, otherwise they will take advantage of the situation to seize the territory of Kashgar in the future. If they don't want to, these people really don't mind joining forces with Yang Feng's subordinates and opening up the cities of Yaerqiang first to make up for the losses.

"Willing, willing, the little one will go back immediately to collect military supplies."

Yarkand was so frightened that he hurriedly said.

"I don't like people to lie to me, how I tore up Milan Shah, I think you all know it."

Yang Feng said.

"The little one doesn't dare to deceive the ambassador!"

Yarkand said quickly.

Several other strangers expressed their stance that they would go back to smash the pot and sell iron, and they would also give Ambassador Yang the military supplies for the westward expedition.

Not stupid.

It's just a hardship for the people.

But if they don't, they should be torn apart like Milan Shah.

At this moment, their eyes are also full of hatred......

He did all the harm.

The blood of the young man was dry, the food was exhausted, the livestock were slaughtered in large quantities, the horses and camels were exhausted, and even the old man was starved to death because he had no food, and now he had to continue, everything was because of his stupidity, at this moment, these few strangers really hated to kill him with a knife, and now the only hope was to follow Yang Feng to loot from the river to make up for a little loss.

But that would have to make the young man bleed.

But there is no other choice, in the end, their losses are really too great, all of them are dripping blood in distress, like a group of hungry beasts, the only thing they can think about now is to find a prey to bite.

And the young must also be made to bleed.

Because of such a loss, their subjects have already accumulated their anger to the limit, and if they can't let these young men vent their anger in the river, then it is likely to be vented on them.

Let's die again!

It's safer to die.

In this way, Yang Feng completed the divine transformation of his identity for these people.

From their enemies, demons have become their commanders.

A world of magic.

And at this time in the distant river.

Shymkent.

On the green grassland, Zhu Di stood on his horse and looked at the battlefield ahead......

The opponent chose to face it.

After moving south from Talas, those river cavalry continued to harass and delay his southward movement, while the Shymkent defenders blocked all the city gates and chose to resist desperately, while reinforcements from Turkic City, Tashkent and other places arrived one after another, and after several skirmishes they finally pieced together the strength of a decisive battle, and then under the city of Shymkent, they took the initiative to attack the Ming army.

to defend the small town behind Shymkent, which is considered a holy place.

However, it was not the cavalry that met them.

"King, although the son-in-law is not good at charging into battle, he is quite methodical in commanding the formation."

Xu Huizu said with a smile.

Now facing the cavalry in the river is Zhu Di's son-in-law Yuan Rong.

And he is the general of the Shenji Battalion.

So what he is leading now is actually an army of the Shenji Battalion.

At present, the scale of the Shenji Battalion has been expanded to 50,000, divided into five armies, four infantry, one cavalry, and one artillery under each army, a total of six regiments, which are actually four Spanish phalanxes plus cavalry and artillery, and those field guns are their artillery.

This was originally based in Datong.

The Shenji Battalion has two corps in the capital and three corps outside.

One in Xi'an, which can be regarded as a command for Chang Sheng.

Great one.

Peking one.

Theoretically, it is to strengthen these military regions.

But it's actually anti-Zhu Di.

Although Yuan Rong is Zhu Di's son-in-law, his whole family is in the capital, and his generals are also from the capital, don't worry about him, and he is Zhu Di's son-in-law, it can also show that the imperial grandson has no suspicion of King Yan, and he let his son-in-law lead the Shenji Battalion, how reassuring!

As for this time, it was also the imperial grandson who specially ordered Xu Huizu to bring the Shenji Battalion to help his uncle.

Or......

Scare his uncle.

At this moment, the four 1,500-strong phalanx formed a huge phalanx on the battlefield, to be precise, a diamond array, while a thousand cavalry were divided into the last phalanx, and the artillery was directly in front of the front phalanx and outside the front of the two phalanxes on the left and right.

In front of them, a large number of river cavalry were charging at these seemingly light infantry.

Those field guns constantly spewed flames.

The two-pound shell pierced the air, causing casualties among the attacking river cavalry.

At the same time, the musketeers of the small phalanx were firing in turn, and the bullets were also constantly falling on the cavalry in the river.

The latter is brave.

They shouted a certain slogan, raised their spears and frantically urged their horses, and then kept falling in splatters of flesh.

After dropping the dead bodies along the way, they finally approached the Ming formation.

The artillerymen at the front quickly dropped their cannons and retreated into the infantry behind, and the three rows of musketeers in front of the infantry stood in line with muskets, and they had been trained countless times to kneel in the first row, slightly bent in the second, and the third in upright, waiting for the enemy to enter their range.

Soon the cavalry in the river entered less than ten zhang.

With the roar of fire, all the musketeers pulled the triggers at the same time, and a volley of close-range volleys sent the river cavalry down in pieces, and then the musketeers quickly retreated into formation. And the attacking cavalry in the river rushed through the dead in confusion, and then crashed into the dense spears, and when a cavalryman had to face almost a dozen extra-long spears, bravery was of little use. And at the same time, the musketeers who retreated to the middle of the spearmen calmly finished reloading, and then pulled the trigger again on them, so that every shot could take the life of a cavalryman.

And when these cavalry were blocked, they quickly divided to the left and right.

Then there were the shotguns fired by the cannons of the left and right phalanxes, and the rounds of musketeers.

The cavalry in the river held bows and arrows at each other.

But the arrows they threw could not penetrate the all-iron armor of the Ming army at all.

Under the heavy fire of shotguns and bullets, more and more cavalry fell.

The red steppe was stained with blood.

"This is also a shock to these wars."

Xu Huizu looked at the ghost Li Chi and the others who were watching the battle and said.

Zhu Di still didn't speak.

Xu Huizu smiled casually, and then walked to the other side.

Watching him walk away, Zhu Neng said angrily: "Wei Guogong is like a close relative of the king, so it's chilling. ”