"Wolves, wolves, lone wolves, lone wolves, the sheep are out of the circle and are heading for the wolf's den!"

Behind a hillside, Zhu Zhangui was draped all over, holding a telescope in his hand, looking at the mouth of the canyon in the distance, letting the light rain fall from the sky on his body.

"The wolves have received it, the sheep vanguard has been found, pay attention to concealment, and report the situation at any time!"

Turning off the walkie-talkie in his hand, Zhu Zhangui raised his binoculars and continued to observe the Turkic descendant legions that were walking towards the foot of the mountain.

Behind him.

The dense soldiers were crowded together, holding weapons in one hand and comrades around them in the other, quietly waiting for his orders.

They can't do it if they don't.

The ambush area here is too small, tens of thousands of legions want to ambush here, otherwise they can't squat down so many people if they don't huddle together like this.

The reason for grabbing comrades-in-arms is mainly to prevent the people behind them from sliding down.

Behind them is a cliff, and there is no way to survive if they fall.

This is a Grand Canyon location.

The peaks on both sides gather for seven or eight miles, which is the only way to the Daming defense line.

Such an important road, as long as you are not a fool, will send people to defend.

But some people have won a few battles, and under pride, they are not even as good as fools.

The Turkic descendants on the opposite side did not send troops to guard this important position.

The reason is probably clear in Zhu Zhangui's heart.

It's nothing more than that they think they have touched the weakness of the Ming Legion, plus they hit the Ming Legion hard some time ago, and they feel that the Daming Legion will not dare to come out to ambush.

What's more, the timing of their attack was all in rainy weather.

The powerful firearms of the Ming army are not even as good as a spear in this kind of weather.

After many attempts to attack without encountering an attack, the Turkic descendants gradually relaxed their vigilance.

From the beginning, it was heavily guarded, to only a few people were sent later, and even now there are no more people.

When Zhu Zhangui led the army to rush over, there was not a single enemy found on the slopes of the hills on both sides.

This made Zhu Gaosui, who was ambushed opposite, couldn't help but sigh that if the sky wants people to perish, they must first make them crazy.

This kind of military powerhouse, not afraid of defending alone, is the commander on the opposite side full of dung in his head?

This time, the Ming Legion can be said to be dispatched as a whole.

Zhu Zhangui's grandfather and grandson were also present.

The old man sat on the defense line at the exit of the canyon, with a small number of soldiers, to prevent the enemy from breaking through the ambush range to attack the defense line, and by the way, he commanded the overall situation.

The mountain peak on the left was ambushed by 10,000 legions led by Zhu Zhangui, and on the opposite side were Zhu Gaosui and Jianghuai.

As a cavalryman, Zhu Gaoxu led all the cavalry legions, ambushed in other places, ready to attack the enemy's rear at the beginning of the battle.

In terms of intelligence, Da Ming's side has already collected it clearly.

Although the enemy weighed 300,000, the main army that could really stand was only a hundred thousand people, and the rest were all co-followers and slaves.

Every time the enemy attacked the Ming defense line, he would send sixty or seventy thousand elite legions.

As long as this ambush defeats this attacking legion, the wild mongrels of the Turkic descendants will have no offensive ability.

At that time, the offensive and defensive sides will be reversed, and the mongrels of Turkic descent will face the fiery kiss of the Ming artillery again.

"Boom... Rumble... Boom..."

As the time passed, the rain became heavier and heavier.

At some point, there was a slight tremor on the ground, and the sound of rumbling footsteps could be faintly heard in the distance.

"It's coming!"

Following Zhu Zhangui's side, Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but shout, wanting everyone to prepare for battle.

"Don't be nervous, it's not time yet!"

Zhu Zhangui glanced back at him and smiled and reassured.

Originally, Zhu Zhangui didn't want to bring him here, after all, Zhu Zhanji had never been on the battlefield.

It's a big melee later, and as a rookie Zhu Zhanji, a little carelessness may fall here.

If Zhu Zhanji had an accident, Zhu Zhangui really didn't know how to face his mother and father.

But his idea was rejected by the old man.

In the words of the old man, this kind of thing will have to happen to him sooner or later.

Now that we have us, we can pass on his experience and experience the real battlefield.

If you don't let him go now, we will leave in the future, and there will be an accident in the fiefdom, what will you do if you let him.

Listening to Zhu Zhangui's smiling reassurance, Zhu Zhanji bit his lip and took a deep breath, and nodded vigorously.

However, looking at his hand gripping the hilt tightly, Zhu Zhangui felt that his appeasement might not be useful.

Holding a telescope to observe the situation in the distance, Zhu Zhangui said calmly.

"The battlefield is actually not as terrible as you think, I was also nervous when I first went to the battlefield, thinking about how I should cut him to death in the face of an enemy, and how I should deal with it in the face of two or three."

"At that time, I thought about it a lot, and even in the end, I thought about what grass would grow on my grave after I died."

"Huh!"

Zhu Zhangui made fun of himself, and Zhu Zhanji, who listened to it, laughed.

Zhu Zhangui glanced back at him and put his index finger to his lips.

Zhu Zhanji hurriedly shut up.

"As the battle broke out and the horn of the charge sounded, I, who was only 9 years old at the time, suddenly forgot all the nervousness, fear and anxiety."

"Listening to the shouts of the people around me, the hot blood in my body rushed to my brain at once, I was not afraid of anything at that time, brandished a knife that was almost half longer than my body, and rushed out with those old brothers!"

"After a big fight, I hacked three people to death, two of them were with the help of others, and the other was hacked to death by other brothers who had their legs cut off and couldn't move!"

Speaking of this, Zhu Zhangui stopped, as if recalling the scene of that day.

Zhu Zhanji didn't ask, just looked at his brother quietly, waiting for his next story.

"After the battle, the blood on my body slowly calmed down."

"Seeing the smell of blood everywhere on my body, with a pungent fishy smell, I was very panicked at that time, and my first reaction was to check whether I was injured."

"Fortunately, my luck is very good, there is not a single wound on my body except for the blood blisters on my knife-wielding hand!"

"Where's the back!"

Zhu Zhanji, who was listening to the energetic people, saw that Zhu Zhangui was silent again, and asked a little impatiently.

Zhu Zhangui put down the binoculars, glanced back at him, and said.

"Of the 6 guards who protected me, 5 died, and the only one who survived was Li Hu!"

Handing the telescope to Zhang Xian beside him, Zhu Zhangui moved to Zhu Zhanji's side and pulled out his knife.

After letting him grasp it, Zhu Zhangui took out a strip of cloth and tied the handle of the knife tightly in Zhu Zhanji's hand.

"Whoever sets foot on the battlefield, the ghost of the soul is standing behind you, she will wait for the enemy to go when the enemy falls, and she will take you away when you fall"

"Weapons on the battlefield are your second life, and once you don't have them, they're already chaining you around your neck, ready to take you away at any time!"

"Follow me for a while, don't be afraid in the face of the enemy, with me, no one will hurt you, and no one can take you away before I fall, not even ghosts and gods!"

Looking at Zhu Zhangui, who lowered his head and tied a strip of cloth to himself, Zhu Zhanji slowly showed a smile on his face.

It feels so good to have someone to protect.

Tie the strip of cloth, Zhu Zhangui stretched out his hand and pulled it, making sure that he would not take it off, reached out and patted Zhu Zhanji's helmet, and asked him with a smile.

"Do you want to pee, if you want to pee, hurry up, otherwise the fight will start later, the enemy will not be waiting for you there, let you go to the toilet first and then come back to fight you!"

"Poof!"

Several officers next to him almost laughed.

Zhu Zhanji looked left and right in embarrassment, and hurriedly shook his head and refused.

Just kidding, even if he wants to pee at this time, he is embarrassed to go.

"Your Highness, the enemy's vanguard has entered the canyon!"

Zhang Xian, who was holding a telescope to observe, reminded him in a low voice.

The smile on Zhu Zhangui's face instantly fell, and he turned around and returned to his position, took the binoculars, and looked down.

The vanguard of the enemy, who had lined up in a neat line in the face of heavy rain, had already stepped into the canyon.

They did not stop, and quickly headed into the canyon, without the slightest intention of inspecting the peaks on either side.

Probably because of the offensive line, the vast majority of the enemy were infantry, and the number of cavalry was around a few thousand.

Siege equipment, pulled by shirtless slaves, is slowly moving forward with the team.

The cold-faced overseers kept waving their whips to speed up the slaves.

There was the lazy one who refused to exert himself, and he was directly knocked to the ground by a whip, and let out a painful wail.

Looking at the vanguard of the enemy entering the canyon, Zhu Zhangui raised the walkie-talkie and commanded softly.

"Ignition Keeper, be prepared to detonate!"

As Zhu Zhangui conveyed the order, at the foot of the mountain, the igniter, who was buried in the ground in a wooden box, carefully took out the fire fold, felt the lead in the bamboo tube, and prepared for the ignition.

In order to kill and injure the enemy in large numbers at the beginning, Zhu Zhangui prepared thousands of ammonium nitrate gunpowder explosive barrels.

The idea was good, but how to detonate the powder kegs became a problem.

The enemy attacks in the rain, and if you bury the lead under the sand, it will soon be splashed with rain.

Zhu Zhangui thought about using Tianleisha to detonate it, but this thing is really not stable, and if it explodes before the enemy arrives, the ambush plan will be frustrated.

In the end, it was the master of a craftsman battalion who came up with a solution.

That is to put the lead wire into a bamboo tube and then bury the bamboo tube in the ground.

In order to prevent the lead from being too long, there is an unknown accident that cannot be ignited.

He proposes that the detonator could hide in the box and then bury it in the ground, relaying the ignition command over the intercom.

Not only can you successfully ignite the powder keg, but the detonator can easily hide it from the enemy.

Although this method is a bit of a netherworld, it has to be said that it is indeed a good idea.

"Inform the troops in front to speed up, this rain may not be long today."

Among the Turkic legions, a bearded old man in a robe, glanced at the rain in the sky that was gradually getting smaller, and his brows furrowed slightly.

"Yes, Marshal!"

One of the generals answered, and the horse hurried to the front.

Khar, a general of the Timurid Empire, is the father-in-law of the present-day Khan Shahru.

The legions attacking the Three Kingdoms were commanded by him.

He was an old man of the Timurid Empire, and when he was young, he was a friend of Timur and fought with him in the north and south all his life.

Later, Timur died, and his children and grandchildren fought among themselves.

As a great general, Har supported his son-in-law Shahru and helped him establish the royal capital in Baalkh, defeating other competitors.

After settling the affairs of the country, Hal suggested to Shaharu that he continue to fulfill his father's unfinished legacy and attack the Three Kingdoms of Afghanistan.

Shaharu, who also coveted the wealth of the three kingdoms, readily agreed to this battle plan and sent 100,000 troops to his command.

The initial attack went well, but as it was about to enter the Gangetic plain, a strange army suddenly appeared.

The two sides collided head-on, and then the big war broke out in an instant.

Hal, who has been invincible all his life, saw that the opponent's troops were not even equipped with complete armor, and sneered disdainfully, and did not take the other party in his eyes at all, and directly ordered the army to run over him, intending to crush the other party to death.

As a result, on the opponent's circular military formation, the head was bled out.

The other party's weapon that smokes with a loud sound is simply a demon that harvests human life.

After each sound, a piece fell on his side.

That kind of huge iron pipe, every time it bursts into flames, a large number of people will be killed and injured on your side.

The kind that can't even get a complete corpse out of all the stumps and broken arms.

After a fierce battle, their own side suffered heavy casualties, and the unwavering and strong morale of the army was instantly shaken.

As one legion retreated, the entire front collapsed in an instant.

The enemy also took advantage of the situation and launched a charge.

If it weren't for the guards desperately protecting Hal to escape, it is estimated that his old life would be lost on the battlefield.

After retreating for hundreds of miles, Hal relied on his prestige to stabilize the morale of the army.

Hal, who had suffered such a big defeat, unwillingly sent a letter of help to his son-in-law, asking him to send more troops and horses, and he wanted to get this field back.

Shame on Tinima.

After fighting a lifetime, the prestige and reputation accumulated were almost lost because of this defeat.

Shaharu, who received the letter from his father-in-law, was a little confused.

My father-in-law is not a god of war, but he is also an experienced veteran on the battlefield, how could he be defeated so miserably.

Has Ah Sanguo become so strong?

Shaharu picked out his mind and thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't understand why the battle that was impossible to lose would be fought like this.

In the end, it was the officer who delivered the letter who answered his doubts.

Unknown troops, unknown weapons, unknown enemies.

The officer's answer made Shaharu's heart tighten.

With a brief introduction from the officer, Shaharu remembered a people far away in the East.

At that time, their ancestors seemed to have felt the desert of the northwest by this nation.

Shaharu didn't know what country that race belonged to now, but he had seen an introduction to that race in historical sources.

Determined, brave in battle, invincible, invincible, and famous.

It is said that the generals of that race are embarrassed to be called famous generals if they don't destroy a country.

Thinking of the records in the historical records, Shaharu's face was solemn for a while.

Although he didn't know why this race came to the Three Kingdoms, Shaharu understood that this race was very difficult to deal with.

Shaharu, who understood the difficult situation of his father-in-law, sent another 100,000 troops.

The battle report that came from behind verified Shaharu's idea.

This race is really difficult to entangle, and the combat effectiveness is still very strong.

The old man had nearly 200,000 troops under his command, and he was beaten by the other party and shrunk behind the defense line and did not dare to go out.

Shaharu, who did not want to give up the rich land of the three kingdoms of Afghanistan, gritted his teeth and forcibly recruited 100,000 troops, and personally led troops to reinforce his father-in-law.

When he arrived at the battlefield of the Three Kingdoms, Shaharu saw the army of that race for the first time.

Strange weapons, stubborn will, brave attack, the army of men who fought could barely raise their heads.

His legion was two or three hundred thousand, and he was beaten out of the camp by tens of thousands of enemy troops, and Shaharu felt a grievance in his heart.

What the hell is this battle called?

Timur's army, which was running across the entire desert, was pressed to the ground by the enemy with less fights and more rubbing.

Shaharu, who couldn't stand this grievance, ignored the obstruction of his father-in-law, and sent an army, intending to fight the enemy hard-to-head.

The end was miserable.

The 30,000 regiments sent out suffered heavy casualties in just a few charges.

If it weren't for the fact that the enemy hadn't thought about eating this army, I'm afraid that these 30,000 legions would have cooled down.

Although the sortie failed miserably, Shaharu was not without a little gain.

A small unit sent out by him desperately snatched back one of the enemy's corpses and weapons.

After the research of a general, it was found that as long as this weapon touched water, it would lose its power and become a burning stick.

Knowing this situation, he discussed it with his father-in-law and came up with a general battle plan.

However, this battle plan requires God's cooperation.

As a half-local, I still know the local weather well.

In the northern region, winter is preceded by an autumn rainy season.

After the wizards' observations, they determined which day there was a storm.

I have to say that this wizard really has two brushes, and the calculation is very accurate.

But this was Shaharu's idea after the rain fell, and he was going to pull the wizard out and cut it down before noon.

In the morning of the fierce attack, he lost nearly 10,000 people.

Shaharu, who was distressed, looked at the sun that was still blazing overhead, and gave the order directly.

If it doesn't rain before the afternoon, the wizard will be cut by a thousand cuts.

The frightened wizard knelt on the ground and prayed to the heavens.

I don't know if God wanted to help him, or if the wizard's prayers worked.

It didn't take long for the storm to pass by noon.

Waiting for this opportunity, Shaharu and Har, who had been waiting for this moment all morning, saw that the enemy's attack had suddenly become very weak, and they were ecstatic and ordered the main army that had been waiting for them to launch an attack.

Won in one battle.

Although it was a pity that the enemy escaped from the back, they did win and grasped the enemy's weak point.

Since then, they have only attacked in rainy weather.

Although this made many soldiers sick, it was nothing compared to victory.

After fighting the enemy for almost a month, yesterday Shaharu and Hal felt that the time was almost right to launch a general attack on the enemy.

Therefore, on the second day of the attack, Hal personally led an army of 100,000, intending to break the enemy in one fell swoop, and then annex the entire Three Kingdoms with the power of victory.

Thinking about the plan of the two, the corners of Howl's mouth hooked slightly.

What a powerful race, what an Eastern power, it's just that.

You will eventually become a stepping stone to the conquest of the world by the Timurid Empire.

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