The most familiar with the grassland people is naturally the grassland people, especially the one who has long been ambitious.

The wind swept across his cheeks, and he rode forward, holding a scimitar with a golden horse's head hilt. This is the Khan's Blade, a sacred treasure.

He already has a name for himself, so why can't he use a golden sword?

In the past, the Mongols also used the long knives of the Khitans. It was Genghis Khan who came into contact with the scimitar from the west, and later improved it and even used some Han forging techniques, which led to the Mongolian scimitar.

At that time, from generals to soldiers, everyone in the steppe iron cavalry had a sharp Mongolian scimitar as a weapon.

A golden knife with a golden handle, which only a few people can use.

Now, many soldiers have no good knives to use. And the iron of the Han people has to be used to pave roads!

But the people of the Immortal Heaven have not yet been able to unite.

Because there is no leader who convinces everyone, the real Great Khan!

"Kill! Kill them first! ”

I replied with a hissing roar, and at the age of twenty-five, he took the lead.

Today, Chahar Wanhu has eight Etok tribes, including Chakhan Tatar, Keshiketeng, Aohan, Naiman, Ongniut, Uzhumuqin, Haozit and Sunit.

When the two Etok sentinels scattered in the southwestern part of Chahar spotted them, they chose to remain silent.

Half of it was because I saw my determination, and half because of my rescue.

Now, my goal is not to kill as many people as possible. If possible, he wants to preserve the power of the steppe as much as possible.

His goal was the jade seal.

"Huslesaihan! Don't push me! Come with me to the sweat tent! Immortal Heaven, everything I do is for you and for our children and grandchildren! ”

The horse galloped closer, and tears flowed from my eyes.

On both flanks, the cavalry of their Tumut tribes was no longer powerless in the face of Ming artillery fire. Their bravery is not comparable to today's Central Wanhu cavalry. The cowardly Xue army of that year became like this, just because there was no master after the death of Dayan Khan.

I watched as his men and the soldiers on the other side continued to fall, while their commander, Huslesaihan, continued to fight bloodily.

Now, it was the main force of the Chinese army led by Alta himself who launched the final charge, and he could already see the angry face of Huslesaihan when he turned his head.

"Traitor! Sinner! Do you still have the face to say what immortality? Elkir Khan will throw you into a big pan of oil, and I'll pull out all your hairs one by one! ”

"Why don't you understand...... Why don't you understand......" I closed my eyes in pain, and then opened them again and roared, "Everything I have to do, just like your name, I want to bring good hope to the people of Immortality!" ”

In the shamanism of the steppe, people use horse skulls and blue cloth strips to make ao bao, and the sky is the worship of all the grassland people. And after death, the soul will be judged by the prince of the underworld, Elkir Khan. and whosoever has done evil deeds is thrown into a pot of boiling oil. The more evil deeds there are, the bigger the oil pan, and the harder it is to climb out.

At this time, in heaven, everyone who has ever benefited from your good deeds can grab your hair and help you.

But Huslesaihan said he was going to pull out all his hairs one by one.

I gave up on the surrender of Huslesaihan, and he finally screamed in the incomprehensible pathos and sense of mission: "Kill! ”

"Kill!" Ma Fang shot an arrow, and when he controlled his crotch horse and swept past an enemy who was about to fall to the ground, he hooked the horse's belly and bent down, and quickly snatched his bow and quiver.

On the march, each cavalryman would carry two or three bows and at least two quivers full of arrows, depending on their strength. Each quiver should have about 100 arrows.

Ma Fang used to be a slave, and he only had a bow and a bag of arrows.

Now he can continue to kill again.

"Well done!"

Seeing Ma Fang's equestrian skills, as well as his will and excitement to continue fighting, the cavalry of the Tumut Division recognized him.

Ma Fang tightened his grip on the new good bow, tested the strength of the bowstring, and then raised his bow excitedly and shouted, "Sudden heat!" ”

"Kill!"

In this meadow, the sound of horses' hooves is endless. The cavalry moving at high speed found an angle to shoot and dodge, except for the initial outflanking, interspersing, and chiseling in different directions on the left, center, and right, and became more and more chaotic in the back.

Different cavalry teams are more like warships in naval warfare, with bows as their cannons and arrows as their projectiles.

After being broken up in formation, it is a round shot, and the falling horse is like sinking.

The Tumut cavalry, who had been fighting with Alta for ten years, were like wolves with no way out, and now their eyes were shining with bloodthirsty light.

The fighting and killing here was just the beginning, and after that, there were more tribes of the Chahar Wanhu, and the Khalkha Wanhu, the most loyal enemy of the Khan on the left flank.

The sky was overcast.

It was rainy in the summer, but when it did fall, it was as if Immortal Heaven was crying over his people killing each other.

As the rain soaked the men and horses that had fallen to the ground, it brought out more blood and poured into the ground below.

In the coming year, it may be more fertile and the weeds will be more abundant.

But right now, it's getting more and more like hell.

Until finally a shout was heard: "Surrender!" Huslesaihan has returned to the embrace of the Immortal Heaven! ”

"Surrender!"

"Surrender!"

He sat on his horse, and stayed quietly in a mountain bag, looking down at the corpse on the ground beside him.

There was no longer sadness and regret in his eyes.

He had this grief when he did give the order to attack his own people directly.

Back then, he had calculated Gunbiric, he had calculated Body, but he didn't have this sadness then, it was only for the future of the Tumut tribe.

But Da Ming is next to his territory, and he is getting stronger day by day, and he finally has a greater heart and the most urgent sense of crisis.

From the day he left Toyosu Beach, he had actually regarded all the tribes of the steppe as his people.

Now, he will lose more than two thousand more than two thousand in his future strength.

Plus the injured ...... How many years does it take for a tribe to recuperate before it returns to its pre-war level?

As soon as the leader died, the rest of the people saw that the tide was turning, and at last most of them began to dismount, throw away their weapons, and were silently driven together.

Surrounded by his generals and guards, he slowly rode his horse in front of them.

The rain was still falling, and the atmosphere on the steppe after the war was solemn, and finally someone cried: "Tushetu Chechen Khan, you have a noble Khan, you are a wise Khan to be relied on, why do you come to slaughter our tribes and rob our pastures?" Why? ”

The generals who had surrendered with heavy casualties were now on the verge of collapse, and when they heard someone crying and questioning boldly, emotions also surged into their hearts.

"I have broken through Yutai Ridge and saved you from the siege of the Han people. In the steppe, you have all heard of my name, praised my deeds, and known my loyalty to the Khan's court. Now I ask you, is the son of the Tumut very brave? ”

"Could it be that the bravery of the Tumut tribe is to deal with their own people?" The first questioner opened his mouth in grief and indignation.

"No!" I replied loudly, "The Tumut tribe that let you be defeated so quickly can only be beaten and bullied in front of the Han people!" ”

After he said this, it was as if he was venting his long-standing resentment.

"I lost some of the places I occupied, and last winter we tried hard to regain them, but we couldn't! I told the Great Khan that the Han people are no longer the same, and we need to really work together to interrupt the momentum of the Han people growing stronger. However, the Great Khan only hopes that our Tumut tribe will continue to consume each other with the Han Chinese! ”

After a pause, I roared like a wounded wolf king: "I have never been afraid to attack the Han people, but with only the Tumut Division, I can no longer resist the Han people's troops coming north!" I can't do it, you know? ”

After the victory, he cried out in grief and indignation about his weakness.

In his case, this is true.

But this fact also made him feel very hurt.

"From Gansu in the west to Liaodong in the east, the Han people were all under the orders of the same emperor. What about us? I can resist the Han people for the sake of the grassland, but I died in battle, and the Tumut Department died, who can resist the Han people again? Is it my brother, or my nephew, who is the Great Khan? ”

Drawing his golden sword, he rode around them in a frantic manner, but he shouted to them clearly.

"We were defeated by the Han with their elite soldiers covered in iron armor and increasingly powerful artillery, defeated like weak lambs! Here we are, and you are like weak lambs! ”

"I'm not here to laugh at you. I have exposed my scars so that you may see them clearly. The Han people in the south have turned into fierce beasts, and they have changed from cunning foxes to dogs that shake their heads and tails at the Han people, so what's next? ”

"The people of the Immortal Heaven need a braver king to lead all the tribes to live! Hit it! ”

"It's too late! It's almost too late, you know? ”

"Only when we in Fengzhou Beach do we know how terrible the Han people have changed and become!"

"Who can tell me, who can tell me: apart from this method, how can the tribes of the steppe submit to the same king as soon as possible, and then follow the direction of the golden sword he rushes to the front, to defend against a strong enemy?"

"What else can be done? Who else? ”

I raised the horse's hooves and shouted hoarsely to the neighing of the horses: "Surrender to me!" Let me be your veritable Khan of Wisdom! ”

"Tushetu Chechen Khan!"

"Tushetu Chechen Khan!"

"Tushetu Chechen Khan!"

The first to sound was the chorus of Tumut's subordinates after the victory in the first battle.

The sound resounded through the grassland and hit the sky.

The clouds in the sky also began to dissipate, and some light came from the west to illuminate the meadow.

In the eyes of the defeated army, the golden hilt of the sword in his hand reflected a few points of light, and he was in the light.

Gradually among the captives there were men who knelt down towards him.

"Help me, go and take over the will of Genghis Khan, get that seal, and inform the Han people and the whole world of the providence on it!" He raised his golden sword high and chanted solemnly, "In the power of the Immortal Heaven, the obedient people and foreign people wherever the Great Mongolian Emperor's decree goes, must be revered and honored!" ”

That jade seal is a symbol of the supreme power of the grassland.

In those days, the inscription was stamped on the letters of state, and it was passed on to the so-called popes in the far west, telling them: The Pope, along with all your monarchs, should come and serve us in person at once. At that time, I will tell you all the rules in detail!

And now, this jade seal is in the hands of Sun, and the orders he conveys will not necessarily be listened to by Gunbiric and Alta on the right, or even by Uliangha on the left.

The last person who restored this jade seal to its former glory was Dayan Khan.

I promised to be next, and he finally roared, "At the age of twenty-five, I swear to the Immortal Heaven that I will devote my life to following the Immortal Heaven's commands, and to make his people the noblest and richest people in the world!" Pledge your allegiance to me and help me conquer the grasslands before reconquering the Han Chinese! Then glory and riches belong to each and every one of you! ”

The light shone on him, and everyone knelt down and chanted in unison, including Ma Fang.

But he didn't look at Alta with the same enthusiasm as the others, he just glanced at the daylight behind the scattered clouds.

It's the sunset, the last afterglow, right?

……

"Boom!"

To the south, thousands of miles away from Alta, the Ming warships reappeared in Malacca, which can be called the end of the South Seas.

There is no need for any notice, since the Portuguese invaded Tuen Mun, the war between the Ming and the Ming Dynasty has never ended, but it has stopped for 12 years.

Now, Da Ming is here.

Zhao Jun already knew how small Portugal was. Despite the so-called large number of merchant ships and warships, it was far from their land. In the whole of Malacca, there were only a few hundred men under their so-called Governor of Malacca.

In the first battle of Jiaozhi, the Ming Dynasty had already deceived a lot of the merchant ships and outlaws who could fight here, and wiped out most of them.

Now Governor Juan saw what Alfonso called the "capital ship", but even if he had summoned back the two hundred regular troops hired to be sent to Ayutthaya, even if the Governor of India had transferred three Karak warships to him, so what?

At this time, to deal with the West, which is not very stable, and to deal with Portugal, which is far inferior to the Netherlands or Britain in the future, all that is needed is determination and the means to obtain benefits from here in the future.

Of course, more advanced warships and guns were indeed needed.

Zhao Jun was a first-hand witness of the second battle of Tuen Mun in the past, and now he stood on the flagship with the largest tonnage in his sight, and only one sentence flowed in his heart: 12 years.

Twelve years ago, Wang launched an attack in desperation, hoping to sink even one enemy ship.

In the past twelve years, His Majesty has never relaxed his requirements for Ming ordnance and ships. Starting from Haiphong Road, to the Maritime Bureau and the Treasure Ship Superintendent, to the official Maritime Division.

Twelve years later, the Ming Dynasty went all out to recapture it with overwhelming troops.

One after another, in addition to the large and small warships of Guangdong Haiphong Road, there were also a total of seventy percent of the escort ships of the Huangmingji Maritime Trade Company.

And the people on the ships of the Naval Division, the Haiphong Road, and the Maritime Trade Line are actually regular troops. Even if they are in the maritime trade industry, their generals are all officials.

The total strength of this fleet is already more than thirty large and small warships. Together with the more than 10 seagoing ships and the personnel on board that carried food and military materials with the fleet, the total strength can be called more than 50 warships and 6,000 elite soldiers.

Alfonso stood beside him and said, "According to the positions given by me and Wang Zhi, as long as they break through those places, they will not be able to escape. ”

Coming here first, Alfonso had access to a lot of places by virtue of his status, and knew where the castle's key defensive positions were.

Coupled with the information accumulated by the Foreign Investigation Factory for many years, it was reported through Wang Zhi and the walrus.

Zhao Jun nodded: "Ah Xianjue, you will sit here in the future, and the battleships with the coastal defense road will block the people fleeing in the west." ”

He looked up and saw that Malacca was a mountain town and occupying the docks was only the first step.

"The order went down, and after the Tiger Squat Artillery Battalion and the Bird Gun Battalion landed on the shore, they should each press the punctuation points, repair the shooting table, and attack it little by little." Zhao Jun instructed, "Send someone to shout, the Great Tomorrow soldiers have arrived, this battle is to expel the Yi people and help Manchurian to restore the country!" All ethnic groups of the local people should help the king and restore the old land! The royal family of Manraka is nowhere to be found, and the envoy of the Great Ming Dynasty will come here on a treasure ship to canonize the lord of the country! ”

Very informative.

The Ming Dynasty wants this Malacca, but the Manraka royal family can still exist.

It's just that who is the king, Da Ming doesn't care, and he doesn't bother to look for it.

There are people in the city, or they want to make great contributions, or some royal descendants suddenly appear, which are all bargaining chips behind the Ming Dynasty.

Now, Zhao Jun only needs to tell the Nanyang people in this city: The Great Tomorrow soldiers are here to fight Western devils.

It was already night, but for the Ming army, which already had a shooting table, it was not a big problem, and there were no friendly troops in the city anyway. Even if you accidentally hurt a local, it is inevitable.

From the beginning of the establishment of the naval division, Zhu Houxi's original intention was not to let them only specialize in naval warfare. The Marine Corps naturally has this kind of thinking.

After occupying the port, the Bird Battalion in front protected the Tiger Squat Artillery Battalion and established a shore defense line.

Subsequently, from the flagship and capital ship, two Shenwei guns began to be unloaded down, as well as four smaller guns mounted on the car.

Juan, who had cowered in the Doge's Palace, finally heard an unbelievable noise in the middle of the night, and when he looked out of the castle turret, which he thought would be fairly safe, he saw that the spires of the newly built church in Malacca were crumbling.

His pupils constricted, and his heart was furious with fear.

On the coast in the distance, there was a lot of firelight, and he could probably see the number of Qin troops who had landed.

At least two thousand!

Now, they did not storm the city, although their cannons had destroyed the walls and turrets that the Portuguese had rebuilt over the past two decades.

The sound of the cannons had thinned out, and only the loudest ones remained.

In the distance, as far as he could faintly see, the Ming army began to move.

The Shenwei cannon threatened the distance, and the Tiger Squat Cannon Battalion and the Bird Gun Battalion began to advance into the city.

Everything was very orderly, and after they had established new artillery positions and defensive lines, the Tiger Squat Artillery began to bombard the next batch of defensive points with flexible erection conditions.

The walruses had already appeared, and after showing their waist cards to the front-line generals, they began to contact some people and lead them to erect the tiger squat cannon to a better commanding height of the house, so as to eliminate the disadvantage caused by attacking the mountain city.

"Your Excellency the Governor, you must rush out!"

"How to rush? The port has already been taken by them! Juan only regretted it, although he already knew what had happened in Jiaozhi, and although the day before yesterday a ship had come back from the sea to the east to tell him that he had found the Ming fleet, Juan could not escape without a fight.

But who knew that this fortress-like city of Malacca, which took 20 years to build, as well as the warships and merchant ships at sea, would be so vulnerable to their army?

"There are too many of them, their muskets and artillery are no worse than ours, and they are much better trained!"

Juan heard the voice of a little fear under his command, and thought to himself, why is it not worse than them?

How could such a huge cannon be unloaded to the shore so quickly and move so quickly, except for being mounted on a capital ship?

The Ming Dynasty had a demonic emperor, and the mainmasts on the flagship and capital ships had pulleys and ropes, making it possible to lift some heavy objects.

And to carry the cannon to the frame, although this structure existed nearly two hundred years ago - stone cannons, but their giant cannons, the power and range, can only be cast iron!

Can a cast-iron cannon be mounted on wheels like a stone cannon?

"Let them consume! They came by sea so far, and the shells couldn't carry so much! Hold the Doge's Palace and wait until the spearmen engage! "This is Juan's last hope.

And the Ming army's gradual advance but never stopped the sound of artillery, in this long night little by little shattered his hopes.

When the cannonballs reached the walls of the Doge's Palace, Juan was desperate to find that their musketeers could shoot the projectiles from a distance that he had not yet been able to achieve.

When the morning sun re-illuminated the mountain city, a white flag was raised in the governor's palace.

(End of chapter)