"What is this?" On a dirt slope, Timur sat on his horse, squinting at the dense trenches in the distance.

His eyes were elongated, his cheekbones were prominent, and his lips were covered with two curvy beards. This should have been an unpleasant and sinister appearance, but because of the heroic and dry spirit around him, this face also looked a little heroic.

He was lame in an accident at an early age, so he was nicknamed "Timur the Lame". Because of this, he always rode on his own warhorse, and his equestrian skills were also superb. Behind him, following the example of the Mongolian Golden Family's "Nine White Silks", nine flags made of fur are erected all the time. It's just that these nine-sided big silk is made of black yak skin, and on each side of the black silk is painted with bright red blood three large red circles that compete with Timur himself to convince him. Black with red Daxu, it seems that Timur under the black is far more calm than the Northern Yuan Emperor and Sudieer under the white.

"Sultan, that's the 'trench' dug by the Ming army." The lord of the country asked a question, and immediately a general who was with him quickly answered his question. This general was sent from Ma Heima's camp to send a letter asking for help, and he also personally participated in the "nightmare night" of Ma Heima's night attack and defeat, so his tone at this time seemed a little palpitating. "These Han Chinese did not set up camps, but dug ditches and tunnels, and hid their troops in the ground...... These ditches were one by one, attacking the first, and the Ming army would immediately retreat into the second, and constantly consume the lives of the imperial warriors with firearms and bows and arrows along the way...... Moreover, the Ming army used these ditches and some tricks to cover, whether it was stationed, transferred, or supported, it would not be discovered by others. ”

"And the Han people are indeed very strong, so His Royal Highness Ma Heima led us that night, so we failed to defeat the Ming army......"

While reporting the report, the man also quietly excused Ma Heima and himself. When Timur heard that Timur had no response, he boldly raised his eyes and glanced at the sultan. Just met Timur's eyes.

"Sultan...... I ......" just one look, and the man trembled uncontrollably.

"The brave warriors of the Timurid Empire should not be afraid of the cowardly Han Chinese." Timur said slowly, as if to tell this person, and as if to tell the soldiers around him.

"Are the Han people strong? In the past, we Mongols successfully invaded the land of China and enslaved all the Han Chinese. Later, due to the corruption of the descendants of the Golden Family, they were repelled by those despicable Han people and established the Ming ......"

"We have defeated the Golden Horde, we have devoured the Ilkhanate, and we have proven that we are stronger than the descendants of the Golden Families who founded the Great Yuan and the Four Great Khanates...... Now, you are boasting about the bravery of the Ming Dynasty? Could it be that our valiant warriors of the Timurid Empire would fear the slaves of the past? ”

Timur's voice rose sharply, intimidating the general.

"Nope! No! No! The generals and soldiers of Timur all around shouted in unison, and the general was already pale with fright.

Seeing that the military heart was available, Timur nodded slightly, and then said to the left and right: "Since he is no longer fearless, then kill him." ”

"Let him be by the True Ancestor's side and repent of his sins."

"Sultan? Sudan? No, Sultan, I am loyal to the Empire......" The man screamed, but the execution procedure in the Timurid Empire was not complicated, and a sword light swept through like a match, and the general was directly in a different place.

Urging his horses and tradling mercilessly over the general's unobtrusive head, Timur continued to examine the trench in the distance. "Ma Heima is reckless. This kind of formation is just good at defense. ”

"As long as he stays still, this Ming army will definitely not be able to help him."

"Sultan, they can even send more than 10,000 people to dig trenches, so the main force of these people may really have an army of 100,000. It is also common for His Royal Highness Ma Heima, who is worried about changes. "There were left and right advisers who said to Timur.

Timur shook his head, convinced that there were not so many of these Ming troops. He had already seen that the people used to dig the ground were some useless Persian troops and poisonous troops, and these people had no other use than digging the ground, and sending more than 10,000 of these goods to dig the ground did not mean that their main force really had an army of 100,000.

Ma Heima and these people only saw one place on this battlefield, so they judged that Zhu Su had an army of 100,000, but Timur's strategic vision was much broader than that of others...... What he thought of was, if Da Ming really had 100,000 people, then why would he still fight this thirsty stone city with himself? As long as you divide your troops to fight your own capitals Barihei and Samarkand, or directly take advantage of your own pinned down to kill and loot in the hinterland of your own foundation river, wouldn't it be more able to relieve the siege of Thirsty Stone?

But it's all here, and I can't say it without a fight. In all fairness, Timur couldn't guess which part of the Ming army here or the Ming army that occupied the Milansha camp was the main force. What if they go back again, what if these Ming troops really swallow Ma Heima's department?

"Let's not spend money attacking the formation." Timur said. In any case, he still had to know the reality of this formation first.

The Sultan's order was immediately conveyed, and soon, the general named Buhua began to attack the formation with more than a hundred cavalry. But soon, they were completely wiped out in the sound of bells and trumpets of the Ming army. Then the Ming army disappeared into the trench again, and nothing seemed to have changed except for the extra blood red on the ground.

"Sultan, don't spend your life dead." Someone came to report.

The general under his command died, but Timur did not even blink his eyes. As a determined conqueror of the world after Genghis Khan, he was accustomed to the death of his loyal followers for himself.

I saw that Timur thought for a while, and continued: "Let the two people, Ah Bald and Umar, be one south and one north. ”

"Together."

"Yes, Sultan." The herald rode away, and after a while, he took the bald. The two generals of Umar each led hundreds of cavalry, and their troops rushed towards the trench in two directions. However, the result was no different from Buhua, and in a short time, both Ah Bald and Umar were summoned by the True Ancestor and died in the trench.

"The Ming army really ...... There are not too many troops. Timur twisted the beard that was curled on his lips and sneered. Just after separating Ah Bald and Umar from the two sides of the attack, the Ming army's reaction was a little slower than when it was not spent on defense...... It shows that the Ming army must have put a large force somewhere in the center of the trench, and waited until a certain section was indeed attacked, and then they drew troops over.

As long as this trench is broken, these Ming people hiding in the dirt will naturally be vulnerable.

"True Ancestor bless, it seems that this battle, the empire has won." Timur said in his heart. At this time, he already had the idea of dealing with this difficult trench formation in his heart.

(End of chapter)