"This token is proof!"

The man said loudly: "I am the Datongwei who does not collect the small flag at night, Your Majesty was besieged by the Tartar chiefs in Tumu Fort first, and asked the messenger to come to the rescue quickly. ”

Lothar frowned and said: "Your Majesty is besieged for such a big thing, if you don't send a brocade guard, you will be sent a small flag to rush out for help?" How do I know if you want to trick me and others into the trap of the Northern Yuan Tartars. ”

During the Ming Dynasty, the scouts who specialized in external reconnaissance and spying on military intelligence were not collected.

Sometimes they will also carry out assassinations, infiltration, night attacks on enemy camps and other military affairs, which belong to the regular army establishment, and many border dock forts and piers have the establishment of night non-collection.

The middle-aged man's lips were chapped, and he said angrily: "The military situation is urgent, I don't collect it at night, Jinyiwei, dozens of people are scattered to break through, I just luckily escaped, is it possible that I want to find another Jinyiwei to come over?" ”

Lothar's tone was a little softer, but the others were not used to his problem.

Charlie pulled out his weapon with a thud.

Lothar waved her hand: "It's okay, Hans, take a water bladder and give it to this nightman." ”

The man raised the water bladder, poured a lot of air, and then said, "Please also ask your envoy to lead the troops immediately!" ”

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry, how can you be in such a hurry?"

Xiaoqi muttered to himself, this time the prince of the state is quite cultured, and hurriedly said: "But the soldiers are fast, although the noble envoy is separated from His Majesty, it is a situation where his lips and teeth depend on each other. ”

"You wait a little while, the army travels, the most important intelligence, don't detect the enemy's movements in advance, my thousands of people, in front of the tens of thousands of Tartar cavalry, is it also a matter of swallowing a mouthful?"

Seeing that Lothar kept shirking, he couldn't help but be angry when he didn't accept Xiaoqi at night: "Fanbang contemptible people, it's really a white-eyed wolf, my Ming orthodox emperor treats you with great courtesy, many gifts, and kindness, and now Your Majesty is in danger, but you are pushing back?" ”

Counting on a group of Fanbang tribute envoys to save King Qin, how could there be a more unreliable idea than this?

But at the moment, who can quickly rush to support, except for the guards led by the Banbang Gong Envoy, how can there be others?

There are only more than 7,000 people on the Xuanfu North Road, and they have to be scattered and stationed in seven dock forts, even if all of them are drawn out, how long can they hold out under the hooves of the Tartar iron horsemen? However, this Banggong envoy has an elite armored cavalry under his command, although the number is limited, the combat power is extremely good.

"Your Majesty, I take it to heart."

Lothar said with her mouth, but in her heart she didn't think so.

Long En is a fart, his prince is a simple setting, what benefits did he take from Zhu Qizhen? Even if you really take it, it is nothing more than a reward for some money, and it can be regarded as hiring a team of mercenaries.

As we all know, mercenaries can be relied upon, and sows will go up trees.

When he played Charles VII, the unpaid mercenaries roamed the countryside and slaughtered much more than the invading foreign enemy.

Lothar didn't care about the verbal offense at night, and the old god said: "Let's talk about the current situation first, His Majesty the Emperor is surrounded in the civil fort, how much grain and grass are there?" How many people came to attack the Varats? How much equipment does our army have, how many firearms do we have, and if we stick to defend against the enemy, how many days can we last? I don't know any information, but if I march with my head down and be swallowed by Navarat, wouldn't I have failed Your Majesty's honor? ”

Seeing that what Lothar said was clear, Xiaoqi gradually calmed down.

"Your envoy is not strange, it is rude under the mark. His Majesty personally led the army of the capital camp to Tumu Fort, and was besieged by the army led by the Tartar chieftain and the first Taishi, and the situation was really critical..."

Lothar was a little puzzled: "Ha, when I set off, I heard that the Tartar soldiers were only tens of thousands, and there were nearly 200,000 elites in my Daming Guangjing camp, why did they fall into the encirclement of the Tartar chieftains?" ”

He didn't pretend to be suspicious, but he really didn't know the specific process of the battle of Tumubao.

According to common sense, encirclement battles are often outnumbered.

Although the Beijing camp is mainly infantry, if it relies on the fortress and the dock fort to defend, how can it be reduced to being surrounded by the Warats with fewer enemies and more enemies?

"Your envoy doesn't know..."

That night, Bushu calmed down, knowing that Lothar would never go to the rescue if he didn't inquire about the details clearly, and he began to explain to Lothar in an orderly manner.

Listening to the explanation of the little flag, Lothar's expression also became much more solemn, this is also the first Taishi all the way to attack, after breaking the city, several slaughters with butcher knives raised high, has frightened the courage of many city guards.

In Huailai, Longqing and other places, there were more than ten dock fort guards who fled without a fight, causing the Tatar general Alai Zhi to drive straight in, cutting off the retreat of the Tianzi Luan and the elite of the Beijing camp, which naturally included the grain route.

This nomadic cavalry, with some jerky in the saddle, and cheese can drive straight in, all the way, plunder, and eat the enemy, but it is too difficult for the army of the agrarian people to do it.

More than 100,000 elites of the Beijing battalion were prepared in less than ten days before they hurriedly set out on the road, and the amount of grain and grass they carried was already limited.

After being cut off by the Arazhiyuan, the nomadic cavalry sent a small army from time to time to attack and disturb the march, so that the Ming army, which was already preparing to withdraw, was already sleepy and hungry when they came to this civil fort.

Coupled with the fact that the Navarat people were sandwiched, and almost all of them were skilled nomadic cavalry, and if he had not been involved, the outcome of the battle would have been almost conceivable.

Also, this Warat is also a powerful character.

Lothar had thought that Warat would inherit the mantle of the Northern Yuan, that is, a dying last dynasty, a loose tribal alliance.

In history, he won the civil fort, and after losing to Yu Qian, it didn't take long for it to fall apart.

Who would have thought that it was a nomadic empire that had opened the Western Regions and could buy a large number of iron armor from Central Asian countries, and now it is even more powerful and powerful, and has almost unified the entire nomadic empire of northern nomadism!

In this battle, the Warat people also led the cavalry of the headquarters of the Taishi, there were more than 50,000, and the vanguard of the Arazhi Institute was more than 10,000, if you count the titular Northern Yuan Great Khan, who was attacking the Totobu of Liaodong, the Warat department had to run to the 100,000 mark, and if such an army appeared in Europe, it would immediately be a new whip of God.

If Constantine XI can get the help of the Warats, let alone defend Constantinople and recover Greece, it will no longer be delusional to restore Justinian's territory.

Lothar heard a sour tooth, the Ming army was beaten like this at the door of the house, although there were "Warat students" who only prepared for ten days, and they hastily led the army to march in person, but the combat effectiveness of the Ming army was not the same as the peak It is definitely a fact.

Coupled with the command of Zhu Qizhen and the big eunuch Wang Zhen beside him, how much strength the Ming army can exert has to be said separately.

The army brought in by himself consisted of more than 200 hussars, more than 200 knights, more than 200 mounted archers, more than 200 Tiefutu, more than 500 Monk cavalry, 50 Kurdish cavalry, and less than 20 Sipahi cavalry.

The cavalry added up to just over 1,000, and the gap with the enemy was too great.

Even if you have extraordinary combat power, won't the enemy be there?

What's more, Jeanne and the others are still missing.

…

While Lothar was distressed, Jeanne had led the way through the wilderness on her bloody horse called "Grape".

Flynn was bored and said, "Where the hell are we now?" ”

Prajna thought for a moment and replied, "It should be in the Tatar steppe." ”

Lavinia asked, "Miss Fryne, didn't you put a mark on Lothar?" It's the kind you put on Miss Nina in the first place. It's so open that there's not even a reference, how can we make peace with him? ”

Flynn shook her head, "My lord, he doesn't want me to put a mark on him. ”

Jeanne, who was on horseback, rolled her eyes secretly, of course you can't let you put the mark, otherwise you won't find out that every day or every few days, Lothar will stay in her room for a long time?

Jeanne said casually: "Don't worry, according to the rules, as long as we follow the road ahead, it won't be long before we can run into it." ”

Flynn snorted coldly, "Fart, didn't we just pass it to Texas last time?" It's 108,000 miles away from where the adults are. ”

Jeanne shrugged: "Didn't you run into it in the end anyway?" ”

"There's a little castle ahead!"

Cherinina suddenly spoke, pointing into the distance, although only a small bulge could be seen with the naked eye, everyone present was not an ordinary person, and naturally saw the castle that Cherinina was talking about.

It's a little closer.

The small castle is also fully revealed.

It's really small, built on a small hillside, and it looks shabby.

Flynn frowned: "It's so broken, not to mention compared to the ancient castle of our Blood Royal Court, even the castle of the medieval nobles is stronger than this." ”

"This is not a castle, it is a pier, it is a lookout to reconnoiter the enemy's movements, and the garrison is generally a dozen people."

Prajna explained in a low voice.

When she was a janitor of hell, she had a new colleague who had not been here for hundreds of years, a new ghost who had been transformed from a dead soul, and was a Ming Dynasty general, so she had a certain understanding of these things.