"This governor asked you to send more sentry horses to Qinghai, just follow the order!"

In Guyuan City, Tang Shunzhi gave a firm order.

The royal car is coming, the news has arrived, and the emperor is on his way.

Tang Shunzhi knew what the strategy was determined by this military meeting, but the people under him did not know.

"The terrain of Gansu is long and narrow, and Suzhou Wei, Ganzhou Wuwei, and Zhenyi are transferred according to the deployment of this governor." Tang Shunzhi looked at the governors and generals of Ningxia and Yansui towns again, "Don't ask other questions about the governor, don't start the battle in vain just because Your Majesty has arrived, first send more sentry cavalry to reconnoiter the enemy's situation, and prepare the army for battle according to the deployment!" ”

"Dutai, Xuanda has already hit Zhangbei!" The people below are not stupid, "Your Majesty drove to Taiyuan, could it be that he just wanted to suppress the captives and not let them go to help?" Then we ...... three sides."

Tang Shunzhi shouted to stop them: "This governor is here, there will always be merit!" At present, it is a big chess game against the northern captives, and all armies must act according to orders. If the overall situation is ruined, then it is guilty! The sentinel cavalry was sent out first, so that the traps were suspicious and suspicious, and the troops were divided. It's not safe to live all spring and summer, and it's easier to go back and fight! ”

After spending three years here, Tang Shunzhi also has some prestige.

But Yu Dayou recaptured a small Tucheng and sealed his uncle, and now the generals of the three sides heard that the Tumut Department had migrated to the northeast, and the captives were in a state of isolation and helplessness, how could they still hold back the heart of wanting to make contributions?

First of all, His Majesty wanted to drive to the northwest, and they thought it was going to be repeated.

Later, I heard that Xuanda had come out of the side wall, and the formation was extremely strong. Coupled with the fact that Tang Shunzhi's deployment did not look like he was going to attack the Hetao as soon as possible, they were even more anxious.

When and how to fight is a bit confusing now.

Tang Shunzhi saw that they were still about to speak, and said solemnly: "Revenge is definitely not a matter of defeating the enemy in one fell swoop!" The captives will not be completely removed, and the escapees will merge with the Warat tribes, and in the future, I will have to face more tribes on three sides, and there will be no border wall to defend. Located in the northwest, it is not easy to transfer grain, grass and military materials. If you gain and lose it, isn't it useless? Don't take it lightly! ”

The generals can only think about the current military achievements, but Tang Shunzhi has to think about the problem after recapturing the Hetao.

The current border wall defense line is basically walking according to the mountain. If the Hetao is recaptured, and the Tumut tribe has also migrated, it will not be easy to hold the Hetao in the future. In addition to the Yin Mountain in the north of the Hetao, there are Gobi, deserts and wastelands to the west and north.

Therefore, the most difficult thing is how to eliminate as many traps as possible in one battle, so that it is easier to defend the core of the Hetao area behind.

For this reason, it is necessary to lead away a part of it, and to block as much as possible.

The east is naturally easy to say, and the west can also find a way, but what about the north?

So Tang Shunzhi had to buy time to attract Gunberik's attention.

At this moment, Datong is increasing troops to Tucheng, and there is a sneak peek at Liangcheng, which has been taken by Gunbirik, in the direction of killing the tiger.

In the north of Xuanfu and Jizhou, the main force of Xuanda and the Duoyan Department are carrying out the operation of clearing out many tribes under the Yongxie Buwan household.

Among these armies, there is also a special unit, and their number is no more than a thousand.

In the darkness of the night, the army touched a hill, scattered sparsely along the ridgeline, and looked silently at the campfires and tents in the distance.

"This is the Karaqin Ministry, right?"

"You can't be wrong." A man from the Duoyan Department looked at the person next to him in awe and replied in a low voice.

"That's going to be easy." In the darkness of the night, the man grinned, and the man in the Duoyan department felt that his teeth looked chilling.

"Eat something, get some sleep, and wait until the middle of the night."

As the order was issued, the men of the Duoyan Department saw that the elite soldiers of the Ming Dynasty from the top of the mountain to both sides simply took out some jerky and cold cakes from the bags that each person carried, and ate them silently.

Their movements are not much stronger than the mountain winds.

Then he saw someone take out a roll of blankets tied to the side of the bag and open it. It is said to be a blanket, but it is sewn like a leather bag, and some people use such a bag to put themselves in it, and then fall asleep on the spot.

This must be the most terrifying army of the Ming Dynasty, and along the way, as a guide, he felt more and more suffocated.

He had no idea how he could keep up with their march. One day he fainted from exhaustion, and when he woke up, he found that he was being carried by a person, and after being woken up to distinguish the direction, he found that he had left more than twenty miles.

The man who was carrying him acted like he was fine, which made him wonder if he had been carried by him all the way, or if he had changed people halfway through - probably not? Otherwise, I'll wake up.

So...... Is this an arrow that killed Bodi's Daming Town Amber?

Yan Chunsheng also sat on the ground, back to back with the other two pro-soldiers, and closed his eyes.

The man from Duoyanbu soon heard his even breathing, which meant that Yan Chunsheng was already asleep.

How did they sleep? Isn't it the same as before, to fight at night?

But the Karaqin tribe in front of him is not at all comparable to some small tribes that passed by before.

As one of the major tribes under the Yongxie Buwan household, the Karaqin tribe is not much smaller than the Duoyan tribe, not to mention that at this time, the wind on the grassland is loud, and they are also very vigilant.

Just so confused, he couldn't bear it after a while, shrunk and hid behind the rocks and fell asleep in a daze.

It was a long time before he woke up when he heard the sound of the cannon.

When he opened his eyes, there was no longer the Zhen Amber and other generals around him, only one person was standing on the top of the mountain, holding a cylinder in his hand and looking into the distance. On both sides, there were two other teams guarding the backpacks stacked together.

Hearing the noise, he looked back: "The fight has started, you won't get in the way, go over." ”

The man from the Duoyan Department walked over and looked into the distance in a daze, and then slowly opened his mouth wide.

He had never seen the seemingly chaotic and rapid figures of more than half an hour ago, nor had he seen the riots in the Karaqin Department starting from various places almost at the same time.

But now, he could only see a fire burning in the middle of the camp of the Karaqin tribe.

What about the sentinels of the Karaqin realm? What about their cavalry and horses?

With the person who stayed behind to "take care" of him, the man from the Duoyan Department walked forward, trembling with excitement in his heart: "Won the war?" ”

"That's nature. I'll give you a horse when it's over, and I'll go back and bring your people over." Uncle wants it, no less at all! ”

"Good!" His voice was full of joy, "How did you win the battle so quickly?" ”

He was responded with only a disdainful chuckle that didn't explain anything.

Naturally, the special operations battalion cannot handle things with common sense.

Although this tribe is not small, the aquatic grass is now starting to fatten, and there are not a few people who go to graze in the surrounding area.

Those who stay here may be a few thousand, maybe more than ten thousand? However, except for the guards of the lord of the Karaqin tribe, who is said to be the younger brother of Alta, I am afraid that most of them are women, children and the elderly.

The special operations battalion marched day and night, and the speed at which they traveled was far from comparable to that of ordinary troops. Attacking at the most burnout time, and all of them have been trained in their skills on weekdays. Swift action, avoiding light and shadows, outstanding archery, and fragments.

Anyone who has been touched into the outer cordon, even if he cannot reach the deepest part, is not comparable to the enemy army that has not yet been able to effectively command in the riots after the first round of attacks.

What's worse is that since it is a special operations battalion, foreign languages also have to be learned.

The biggest enemy was the Northern Captives, so they could understand which people were the leaders who were shouted at and approached by others in the initial riots.

Then, the arrows with frighteningly high heads were each worth ten of their combat power, and special guns, grenades, and oil rockets were used......

The chain of command is in chaos, and no matter how many people there are, they are headless flies.

In the night "street fighting" of such a camp, the people of the special operations camp can be called the god of death.

As soon as the casualties are one to one or two, it will enter the time of collapse.

When the men of the Duoyan tribe walked to the camp area where the main tribes of the Karaqin tribe were currently stationed in the camp, he only saw that there were two or three hundred Ming generals who had captured and tamed the horses that had just been captured, showing riding skills that were not inferior to those of the elite soldiers of the grassland, and patrolling around.

Horseshoe prints could be seen scattered to the north, west, and east, but of course many people had fled.

But right now, there were still dense women and children captives surrounded by more than 300 people in an open space, and in an atmosphere of fear and trembling was a suppressed cry, Yan Chunsheng sat on a chair covered with tiger skin and ate bread, and stepped on a young head whose eyes had not yet closed.

The man of the Duoyan tribe recognized it, it was the younger brother of Gunbilik and Alta, the new lord of the Karaqin tribe, Bayas Hale?

He didn't see the old man from the captives, of course, he couldn't have fled, probably...... I've already been killed.

How many women and children are left? The Karaqin Department is basically finished.

"There are a lot of people, you go and report the news." Yan Chunsheng waved two fingers, "Give him two horses, the three of you, and escort him together." ”

The men of the Duoyan Department looked at him like a demon god.

There are less than a thousand of them! If you keep fighting like this, won't you be invincible?

Naturally, the war is not like he, a person who has never seen the world, thinks, and the special operations battalion fights like this, and it cannot be sustained.

When he and the three people of the special operations battalion rode to report the news, Yan Chunsheng ordered: "Leave half of the goods found, and turn them back to the brothers who were killed and injured last night." One hundred of you, first take the rest, and a thousand captives to Tucheng, and then come and meet with supplies. ”

"General, is it enough for the rest of the brothers to guard here?"

"What's not enough? Don't be verbose. ”

After a fierce battle, the special operations battalion killed 26 people here, and more than 200 were painted.

Now he was going to divide a hundred people and take some war horses away, but Yan Chunsheng was not afraid of the people who fled and brought the news, which led Yongxie Buwanhu to counterattack.

Under the arrows and guns of the special operations battalion, there were soon endless cries and howls that hugged the children and did not want to separate.

Yan Chunsheng stood up and shouted in his awkward "bird language": "In your clan, Lao Tzu has rescued more than 600 Han people!" In the past, you went to kill my people and took them captive as slaves. Now, Lao Tzu has come back, and if he wants to live, he will accept his fate! From today onwards, this place is back to the Ming Dynasty! Back then, Bodi was killed by Lao Tzu with one arrow. Last night, he was also killed by Lao Tzu with an arrow! Since I didn't kill you last night, I'm not going to kill you again. But if you cry and cry and refuse to accept your fate, Lao Tzu will be unhappy, and maybe he will be killed! ”

He stopped looking at them, but turned his head and walked to the other side.

Over there, there were more than 100 people surrounding more than 600.

Yan Chunsheng arrived over there, and the cake in his hand hadn't finished yet.

His eyes scanned the men, men and women, and none of them were old.

He stuffed the last sip and drank a little more water, and then he spoke: "Ben will be Yan Chunsheng of Daming Town, maybe you have heard of the battle more than four years ago, Ben will shoot Bodi with an arrow outside Zhen'an Fort, so he will be crowned." Now, Ben is going to kill Saibei. ”

There was a bit of commotion in the crowd, and now they were all on their knees.

Yan Chunsheng continued: "Many of you were taken captive. But Ben also knows that some of you also took the initiative to vote. Some of those who voted over couldn't survive in the border town, and some had bad intentions! ”

His gaze turned to Sen Han, and he said coldly: "Now that the general has been killed, there is no need to be afraid of those who have been captured and who have no way to live and throw themselves here." As for those thieves who defected to the enemy with bad intentions, now that they stand up themselves, they will be happy. Having been identified, Ben will have his own means to give you a taste of purgatory first. ”

"I forgot to mention that the strong team led by Ben General now belongs to Jinyiwei. The means of the edict are all proficient! ”

The sound came out in the wind, and several people in the crowd suddenly turned pale.

Will they take the opportunity to take revenge because of their usual grievances, Yan Chunsheng is too lazy to care too carefully.

In any case, both sides need to shake people's heads first.

Next, Yan Chunsheng will have to wait here for a while. The purpose of his appearance on the battlefield has been achieved, and there are more difficult tasks to be completed.

To this end, he needed some trustworthy new people, and these Han people who were taken captive to the grassland were naturally the best helpers.

After beheading thirteen Han Chinese who were identified as members of the White Lotus Sect by the public, Yan Chunsheng gave some of them a new mission: each of them to divide the women and children of the Karaqin tribe who would still remain here, so that they could probably digest more than a thousand people. After dividing it, re-squeeze the tents that have not been burned, and then repair the outer fortifications.

In the process, the special operations battalion sent out more than 10 teams of sentry cavalry to the north, west, and northeast.

Now, there are only more than 200 Han women.

"You've all suffered." Yan Chunsheng looked at them, "The general has already asked, you have been taken captive, and other Han slaves are not qualified to touch you, they are all cattle and horses in the tents of the big and small chieftains." Now, Ben can't send you back first, send you back, and you don't have a good way to make a living. ”

In the sobbing, some people are happy, and some people are afraid.

It was a dark day in the past, and I don't know what will happen in the future.

The captive men were already familiar with life on the steppe. In the future, they can take some Mongolian women and children to live in Tucheng. There may be some small half-sized people who remember hatred, but in the face of the future between the general trend and the Han land, those will not be big problems. Yan Chunsheng doesn't need to worry about these things.

And these captive women, Yan Chunsheng has other plans.

"Ben and his generals will stay here for a while. When the border army arrives, you might as well take a look. Later, there will be border troops stationed here again, and some new cities will be built. Some brothers don't have a family yet, maybe they are only willing to let you be a concubine, and then they will have a backbone in the future. Now His Majesty does not owe wages, and life is good. During this time, you will take care of your brother who will be injured and cook some hot meals. If Ben General's subordinates meet you, Ben Jiang can also call the shots and send you back to the capital first. ”

Yan Chunsheng said it bluntly, but when these women heard it, they all seemed to see a glimmer of light.

The life of an ordinary soldier is like a mustard, and it is not very exquisite. And they can't pay attention to it anymore.

Maybe someone will treat them well?

What's more, if he is favored by this uncle's soldiers, as a subordinate of the Jinyi Guard, he can still go to the capital to live, and at least he doesn't have to worry about losing his life on the grassland.

After spending some time arranging these things, Yan Chunsheng found a tent to sleep in.

As for his lieutenant also choosing two good-looking girls to listen to his request to serve, that's all for later.

After the war, the special operations battalion was temporarily relaxed, but they all remembered the lessons of their daily lives and did not dare to be careless. They can afford to indulge in this kind of thing, because everyone knows that it is just an appetizer, they go out of the side wall, and there are more desperate tasks to complete.

In Yan Chunsheng's words: Lao Tzu only made miraculous achievements in his life!

The same is naturally true of the special operations battalions.

(End of chapter)