Is it providence, or is it my own bad luck that deserves this disaster?

The sound of gunfire and shouting behind him gradually faded away, and Amin continued to flee along the river beach without looking back.

From the four-sided campaign to the present, Amin has never encountered such an embarrassing experience. Even if he was frustrated and returned at Fort Arthur, he retreated more calmly, where is this feeling of desperation?

Now that I think about it, it was really my arrogance that harmed myself and the 5,000 Jianzhou warriors.

If it were not for the scorn of the Mongol army's combat strength, if it were not for the exhaustive pursuit, it would definitely not have been lured to the battlefield chosen by the enemy.

If you don't underestimate the enemy, if you look closely after the enemy and observe the battlefield, you may find the enemy's hidden ambushes and musketeers hidden behind the grassy slopes.

Of course, despite the fact that he made a lot of mistakes, the enemy's tactics changed and his combat power increased, and he still ended up losing more and winning less.

But defeat is defeat, the cavalry can run, how can it fall into the situation of annihilation of the whole army and fleeing in embarrassment?

"Lord Belle—" One of the guards gestured to the gentle slope that led from the river beach to the main road, but the guy was still a little hesitant to go up or not.

Amin nodded, and without hesitation, pulled the horse's head. It's already like this, and so much to think about? How can you escape the pursuit of the enemy if you walk so slowly on the river beach?

There were only more than ten people left around him, and he didn't know if he could escape, and Amin felt sad in his heart. But his opponent didn't give him too much time to be sad, and the sound of horses' hooves was already ringing behind him.

"Lord Belle, you go first." The guards showed a decisive look, or a somewhat desolate look, drew their swords, and shouted loudly, "Let's fight with the enemy, protect Lord Belle." ”

More than a dozen people responded with the voice, turned around, and galloped away.

Amin sighed, withdrew his gaze, and then grabbed the horse's belly and ran forward without looking back.

Caught up were Tiger Dawei and Fierce as a Tiger, as well as dozens of naturalized cavalry led by them.

Whether they can catch the big fish, they don't know in their hearts, but they know that there are friendly troops ahead, that is, dozens of dragoons who set off from the blocking position in advance.

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves in front of them, whether they were friends or foes, Hu Dawei and Fierce Tiger also gave the order to prepare for battle. The arrow wound, the knife unsheathed, and continued to gallop forward.

If the enemy's cavalry is coming and the opposite side is ramming, speed is very important, and whoever is slow suffers.

Hu Dawei and the others understood this truth, and the Jiannu on the opposite side also understood, they desperately urged the horses and bravely rushed up to the enemy with many people.

"Kill!" "Kill!" The shouts rang out almost simultaneously, followed by a canopy of arrows head-on the enemy, and the Ming army was outnumbered and clearly had the upper hand.

Moreover, the archery skills of the naturalized cavalry are good, and they also know the weakness of striking the enemy, that is, war horses.

Although the heavy cavalry was known as the tank in ancient times, the most famous should be the chain horse during the Song-Jin War, but it gradually faded out of the battlefield after that.

Of course, when conditions permitted, the war horses at that time also had protection, but it was far from enough.

After a round of arrows, between the people and the horses, there were a few fewer Jiannu. But that's it, the surviving guys still collided with the Ming army.

The collision of weapons, the neighing of war horses, the shouts of killing, and the screams of being slashed filled the sky above the avenue.

The battle was fierce and short, and the desperate impact of a few Jiannu was like a stone thrown into a lake, and it calmed down after only a few ripples, as if nothing had happened.

"Chase, there's a big fish ahead." No matter how stupid he was like a tiger, he could guess what these moths wanted to do, rubbed the blood from the knife on the soles of his boots, and led the men and horses to gallop and chase again.

The wind was whistling in his ears, and the speed of the horse had already been mentioned as fastest, and Amin just wanted to leave this place of life and death as soon as possible, and get rid of the entanglement of life and death.

But the mutation suddenly occurred, and the war horse suddenly lost its front hooves and slammed forward, so large that even Amin couldn't adjust his posture and fell heavily to the ground.

Despite the protection of the helmet, Amin was also dizzy by the fall. Before he could react to what was going on, several black shadows swooped up, and the back of the knife, the butt of the gun, and the bigfoot girl beckoned down in a mess.

The butt of the gun slammed into his face, the bridge of his nose broke, and the dirty blood mixed with the snot rushed down, and Amin's eyes were full of gold stars;

The back of the knife slashed down and slammed on the calf, and with the crisp sound of bones shattering, Amin let out a long scream;

Boom, the heavy big foot slammed into Amin's mouth, blocking him from screaming as several teeth burst to the ground.

Running away was embarrassing enough, but now the embarrassment was far from enough to describe Amin. Houjin's Erbeiler, the battle-hardened Jianzhou warriors, didn't even have the strength to fight back, so they were beaten into dead dogs by several Ming soldiers.

"It's this bastard commanding under the banner." A Ming army officer stomped between Amin's legs hatefully, but unfortunately Amin had already fainted, and this heavy blow that cut off his son and grandson only made him convulse twice.

"It should be a big official." Fan Hualong still had gunsmoke and ash on his face, touched his chin and looked at the dead dog Amin, and guessed: "Maybe it's Amin!" ”

After a pause, he grabbed the soldier who was about to slam Amin's head with the butt of his gun, "Don't... Killed and caught alive, the credit is great! ”

Oh, the soldier put away the butt of his rifle, and he was a little unwilling. Glancing at Amin, who was covered in blood, he asked uncertainly, "Isn't it already dead?" ”

"I'm not dead, you see it's still moving!" The Ming officer stepped on it hard, and stretched out his finger to point at Amin's slightly trembling fingers.

"Still stepping on?" Fan Hualong pulled the bad guy away, raised his head suddenly, and glared at him, "Quick, quickly hide, tie the stumbling rope, here you go again." ”

More than a dozen Ming soldiers hurriedly set up, quickly hid and hidden, waiting for the enemy to throw themselves into the net again.

There was no enemy, it was the flying cavalry who chased after them. Seeing the costumes clearly, several Ming soldiers hurriedly jumped out, waved their arms, and shouted loudly to remind.

"Alas! Maybe they picked up a bargain. Hu Dawei slowed down the horse's speed and said with a wry smile: "No need to chase anymore, with them blocking, how can there be any fish that slip through the net?" ”

Meng Ruhu shook his head, and there was some regret.

But they ignored one point, this was the first battle in which the Ming cavalry defeated Jiannu in a face-to-face battle, which was of great significance, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it was a milestone.

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The Horqin steppe means "archer" in Mongolian.

The spring river, the vegetation, the sky, the flavor, everywhere exudes a pristine atmosphere. Even in later generations, people were attracted by her unadorned natural beauty.

But for Hai Lanzhu and Bu Mu Butai, the clouds were walking, the birds were flying, and the green grassland was like a soft green carpet, but they all lost their original charm.

Fathers, mothers, brothers, and other relatives were escorted away like slaves, perhaps mercilessly slaughtered. The thought of this weighs heavily on their hearts, and they cannot breathe with grief.

However, they are also lucky. With the help of other scattered Horqin herdsmen, they had just entered the territory of other tribes when they encountered a group of Han Chinese who had returned to their homeland.

This was one of the agreements reached between the Ming court and the Ministry of Inner Khalkha and Chahar, and it was a prerequisite for trade in Kayma. The Mongol tribes had to return the Han Chinese they had plundered and send them safe into the country.

If Nekhalkha still had a perfunctory attitude before, but with the rapid fall of Korqin, Oba was escorted to Lin Dan Khan for disposal, and the Horqin nobles were escorted to Mingjing, and the strength of deterrence was extraordinary.

Judging from the current situation, Houjin has been suppressed by the Ming Dynasty and is in a state of exhaustion, and has no strength to protect its allies. The fall of the Horqin tribe is proof of this.

Lin Dan Khan gradually revealed the determination of "Annei", and the attack on Korqin was an action that was put into practice. Korqin is finished, and the next is likely to be Nekhalkha.

Later, Jin was no longer able to provide protection, and only Daming was left to compete with Lin Dan Khan.

Therefore, the Fifth Department of Inner Khalkha immediately began to fulfill the agreement, and sent the Han people in the tribe to Tuanshan Fort to enter Quang Ninh from this horse market designated by the Ming court.

Being able to return to their homeland is a joyful thing for many Han people who have been robbed and enslaved. Although some people are old, they are still so persistent in their longing for their homeland.

It is precisely because many Han people have lived far away from their homeland for many years that they already have some Mongolian characteristics in terms of dress, and even speaking behavior, which allows Hai Lanzhu and others to blend in.

The Mongolian officials and soldiers who were responsible for escorting the Han people back to China didn't care about how many, you said they were Han, and they were sent to Tuanshan Fort together, and they didn't bother to distinguish them.

As long as it is successfully delivered, it can be traded in Tuanshan Fort Horse Market, this is the first time after the Ming army abandoned Guangning, and there are really a lot of things missing in the tribe, but something can't go wrong.

Think about the summer when there is no cloth to make clothes, think about the iron pot several families together, as well as grain and tea, and the Mongolians who drive herds of cattle and sheep are full of eager thoughts.

And this first batch of Han people returned is a stepping stone to the transaction, and it really can't be abused.

"When I return to Daming, I will change this leather coat first." A middle-aged Han man was so hot that he opened his arms, wiped the sweat on his head and said: "It's so hot, it's only comfortable to wear cotton clothes!" ”

The old man next to him smiled, the wrinkles on his face became more and denser, and said: "It's been more than ten years, I didn't expect to be able to bury the old bones in my homeland, and I didn't expect Daming to still think about us." ”

As he spoke, he asked the person next to him with some hesitation: "What era is it now, is it still in the Wanli period?" ”

"The current era name is Apocalypse, and the new emperor has just ascended the throne for three years." The young man replied with a smile that he was very much liked by the Mongols because he was clever and clever, and he knew more than the old man because he could follow him from place to place.

Glancing at Hai Lanzhu half-ostentatiously and half-ostentatiously, the young man continued: "I heard that the emperor is not yet twenty years old, and the wedding has been less than two years!" ”

Finding that Hai Lanzhu was listening carefully, the young man became more energetic and said: "The big wedding is to marry the queen, that scene - tsk, tsk!" ”

Bumu Butai pursed his lips, he was angry when he saw this guy, he always peeked at his sister, and he didn't look at what he looked like.

Darhan laughed twice and said: "The new emperor is still too young, and he is afraid that it will be unstable to fight with the Mongolian Khutuktu Khan and the old Khan of Houjin." ”

The young man blinked his eyes and argued: "Some of the emperor's subordinates are civil ministers and military generals, and capable people, so naturally they don't need to do it themselves. ”

Darhan smiled, but he didn't want to continue arguing, it was not good to be eye-catching.

"The old Khan of Houjin is already sixty or seventy years old, and he is still fighting everywhere!" Bu Mu Butai couldn't help but speak, he was resentful when he talked about the Ming Emperor, so he didn't want to hear others say good things about him!

The young man knew that they were sisters named Xiaozhu and Xiaotai, Xiaozhu was very good-looking, and he didn't want to offend Xiaotai, so he had a little stutter for a while.

The old man glanced at Bumu Butai, stroked his beard and said, "That's when Houjin is unavailable, the old slave has to go into battle in person." ”

Hai Lanzhu unconsciously ripped off the sleeve of her sister's clothes, not letting her talk more, so as not to arouse suspicion.

Darhan had already said a lot of words, and probably knew that the old man was going back to his hometown in Beizhili, and it was not very far from Jingshi, so he deliberately sighed and said: "The father and brother of these two girls are gone, and at my age, I don't know if I can find relatives in Jingshi for them." ”

Before the old man could answer, the middle-aged man had already spoken: "A certain person has relatives and friends in Beijing, you follow a certain family to Beijing Division, and a certain person will help you find it." ”

Darhan was stunned for a moment, and was immediately full of surprise, this was really an unexpected gain, much more useful than the old man.

"Thank you, thank you." Darhan hurriedly thanked him again and again, and said, "Then let's go to Jingshi together, and please take care of it on the way." ”

The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "You're welcome, there is a companion on the road, take care of each other." ”

Durhan nodded yes, and was even more attentive to the middle-aged man. The line stopped, a fortress appeared in the distance, and the group finally came to the territory of the Ming Dynasty.

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In ancient times, land transportation was the most difficult and costly. This is due to the fact that there are roads, but also the inefficiency and inefficiency of the means of transport.

Therefore, water transport has a very important position in ancient times. In eastern Liaoning, the Liaohe River shipping is not only used early, but also the main artery of the northeast exit.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, in order to strengthen the food supply of the garrison in the eastern Liaodong region, the imperial court made full use of the shipping across the Liao River.

The most direct route was to load ships from Shandong along Bohai Bay and Liaodong Bay, and then go north along the Liao River, and transport grain and salary to the garrisons along the way. The materials to Shenyang are transported through the Hunhe River, and the transportation volume is still very large.

This surprised and excited Zhu Youxiao, Shenyang is also open to shipping, and it is still a very prosperous inland port city!

He didn't know much about Shenyang, and of course he didn't know that Shenyang had the famous "Ten Mile Wharf" and the "Hunhe Evening Crossing", one of the eight scenic spots in Shengjing.

After thousands of sails, business travelers gathered, those dignitaries and nobles disembarked at the wharf, changed to sit in a sedan chair or rode into Shenyang, Hunhe River evening ferry as an official ferry port, has a very important position in history.

Liao River, Hunhe River, if you can make good use of inland shipping, wouldn't there be another way to build slaves? Wouldn't it be beautiful to take a boat and land at the Shenyang wharf and smash the Yellow Dragon without the infantry running with their legs or cavalry?

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