"Count, it's so counted, how can it not be counted?"

Chen Kan's voice trembled as he spoke.

Damn, captive Mongolian Khan, this kind of thing, just thinking about it makes people tremble with excitement.

Zhou Shi and Fang Xu and other generals on the side were even more shocked by Cen Gu's bold idea, their teeth chattering, not afraid, but excited.

Bold, this idea is just too bold.

At the critical time, Cheng Feng was still more sober, he forcibly suppressed the excitement in his heart, and asked: "Even if Arutai takes away the whole country's army, but Kent Mountain is his base camp after all, we have only 2,000 people, and it is impossible to attack the side of the Onen River no matter what, right?" ”

Fang Xu's words were tantamount to pouring cold water on everyone.

Chen Kan also recovered from the excitement and had to start thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

Cen Gu's proposal sounded exciting.

But if you really want to implement it, it is no less difficult than them to pout the chrysanthemums of Ab Zhiyi.

After all, Mount Kent is the base camp of Arutai, and even if he takes away the soldiers of the whole country, it is definitely impossible to completely abandon the defense of Mount Kent.

Not to mention that there is a Mongol Great Khan at the foot of Kent Mountain, even if he is a puppet, he still has to have a guard.

Even if there are only 20,000 or 30,000 people, it is not something that these 2,000 people can eat.

Just when Chen Kan's head was thinking frantically, Zhou Shi spoke: "Master Hou, the last general thinks that we can go to Kent Mountain." ”

"Oh?"

Everyone looked at him, and Chen Kan asked, "What do you think?" ”

Zhou Shi smiled shyly, and then pointed to the lower reaches of the Onen River and said: "Master Hou, the idea of the last general is still to attack with fire, didn't General Fang say that the southeast wind is blowing now, we can't burn the camp of Abu only me in the south, is it possible that we can't burn Kent Mountain?" ”

Looking at the direction of Zhou Shi's finger, Chen Kan suddenly laughed.

Because the direction of his finger is the southeast of Mount Kent.

It is now the season of summer and autumn, and the wind on the prairie comes from the Pacific Ocean, and in winter, the air flow changes and changes to the northwest wind.

So this season is a good season to set fire to the mountain.

"Truly... Then do it, set fire to Kent Hill! ”

Chen Kan immediately made a decision, and in front of the great merit of capturing the Mongol Khan, no one said anything nonsense such as setting fire to the mountain and hurting the heavens.

Sure enough, in the face of interests, conscience, conscience is a fart.

Now that the final decision has been made, the people no longer think about how to make trouble for Ab and me.

Instead, he began to plan in detail how to burn the mountain, how to intercept Ben Shiari after the burning, and by the way, how to plan the escape route.

Needless to say, once Benshyari is captured, the entire steppe will inevitably shake, and even Arutai may directly give up the battle with Mahamu and turn around and chase after him with his 200,000 troops.

After all, Ben Shyali is the foundation of Arutai's ability to coerce the Son of Heaven to order the grassland, so it is necessary to take the lead in planning an escape route.

Soon, in the midst of everyone's gossip and discussion, countless seemingly feasible escape routes were planned on the map.

In the end, Chen Kan chose Fang Xu's escape route from Saihan Mountain.

Because this route is the least stressful to escape, first of all, there are only 60,000 troops arranged in Arutai around Saihan Mountain, and secondly, after passing through Saihan Mountain, Duoyan Sanwei is loyal to the Ming Dynasty and can be regarded as his own people.

Although Mahamu in the west said that his attitude was more ambiguous with Daming, no one knew whether he would be able to resist the temptation when Chen Kan captured Ben Shyari.

After all, with Benshyari, he has the qualifications to compete for Mongolian legitimacy.

As for turning south, it was completely vetoed by Chen Kan.

Not to mention that Abu only and I deployed nearly 100,000 troops in the Tumut River, let's just say that the Yellow River moat in the Hetao area is not something they can swim through, and the Tartar pursuers cannot give them a chance to find ships.

Therefore, it is more reliable to take the escape route of Liaodong in a circle.

Of course, Chen Kan has other considerations, just take this opportunity to go to Liaodong to see how the Mongolian Suhan and Xu Su are doing, if they can attract the Mongol army to the past to come to the last wave of purge, it is even more in Chen Kan's hands.

The next strategic intent is clear, and the escape route is also planned, so the next step is to deal with the tail behind you.

Although more than 1,000 remnants of soldiers are not a threat to the Ming army, it is disgusting enough to follow behind the ass.

What's more, Chen Kan always felt that the Tartars must have a back-up move, but he didn't know which direction the Tartars' pursuers appeared from.

But no matter what Tartar has to do it, Chen Kan doesn't plan to accompany him.

How to take care of the tail behind him, Chen Kan finally handed over this task to Fang Xu.

Originally, it was more appropriate for Cheng Feng to go to this kind of thing, but Chen Kan was really afraid that Cheng Feng would prepare some surprises for him at a critical moment.

His little heart couldn't stand it.

Fang Xu did not disappoint Chen Kan, and soon came up with an effective method.

That is to turn to the south and make a gesture of feint against Ab and my large army to confuse the pursuers.

At that time, the tail behind him will definitely be in a hurry to report to Abu Zhiyi, and will definitely try his best to drag the Ming army, as long as they dare to appear head-on, Fang Xu will be sure to let them all sleep for a long time.

In this regard, Chen Kan of course fully cooperated.

As a result, the Ming army, which had rested all day and had not moved its nest, suddenly moved, not only moved, but even made a gesture of charging.

As Fang Xu expected, after one night, the remnants of the army really thought that the Ming army was heading for Ab Yi's supply line.

Cen Gu's scout work was very good, not only did he find out that the local master sent three waves of fast horses south to report the news, but also judged that they had the intention of attacking at night.

Then, Chen Kan hid in a makeshift tent and began to sleep.

Needless to say, tonight's night attack will definitely not be successful.

The other side has learned the lesson of the last time, and if it weren't for the tired tactics of tonight's night attack, Chen Kan would be willing to twist his head off and kick it in the head.

Or take advantage of the fact that the other party has not come over to harass and supplement sleep, which is serious.

At the time of the third watch, Chen Kan was sleeping heavily.

"Bang Bang ~"

Suddenly, a shrill gong startled him.

"Here we are, Tartar's tired strategy."

The soldiers of the Ming Army, who were sleeping soundly, were suddenly woken up by this sudden noise.

Cheng Feng was even more annoyed and was about to go out to fight the enemy, but was hugged by the quick-eyed Fang Xu.

Sure enough, seeing that the Ming army did not chase it out, the remnants of the Tartar army went and returned after half an hour.

This time, the Ming army pretended to chase out a few miles.

Then the remnants of the Tartars fled without a trace.

By the third time, the remnants of the Tartars were already very close to the Ming army's station, and the noisy sound changed from a single gong to a mixture of drums, cymbals, and cymbals.

Fortunately, with the lessons of the first two times, the Ming army has stuffed something in their ears to isolate the noise.

It lasted for about a long time, and the remnants of the Tartars disappeared again.

Seeing the Tartar army disappear into the night, Fang Xu's eyes showed a cruel bloodthirsty color, and then began to command the soldiers to put on armor, mount their horses, and wipe their spears.

The trick of fiction and reality, if it is always false, it will look stupid.

So then, it's time to be real.

Things were not out of Fang Xu's control, and at dawn, the remnants of the army really touched the camp again.

At this time, the Ming army garrison was pitch black, and even the neighing of horses was almost inaudible.

The leader of the remnants of the Tartar army was none other than Battle, who chased Chen Kan all the way.

Seeing the pitch-black camp, Battle had a cruel smile on his face in the dark.

He admitted that this Ming army was indeed difficult, unlike the Ming army he had met in the past.

But so what, it wasn't that he fell into a deep sleep after his tired tactics, looking at the dark camp of the Ming army, he knew that his chance to take revenge had come.

Within three miles of the Ming army's garrison, the Ming army's camp was still dark.

"Zheng~"

The sound of the long knife unsheathed was especially piercing in the night, and he pointed to the army camp with his sword, and shouted: "Sons, kill! ”

"Kill!"

The distance of three miles, for the cavalry, is also a matter of charge.

Finally, the soldiers of the Ming army, who were wandering around the perimeter of the camp, saw the remnants of the Tartar army that suddenly emerged from the darkness.

"Enemy attack!"

Terrible shouts resounded throughout the camp.

Battle looked at the panicked Ming soldiers in the distance, and couldn't help but show a hideous smile on his face.

The next moment, he saw that the Ming scouts rushed into the camp as if they had seen a ghost.

Until now, he didn't feel anything wrong.

Until the Ming army camp suddenly burst into flames, those Ming soldiers on war horses were suddenly exposed to the eyes of all the Tartar soldiers.

Mongolian: "It's not good, there's an ambush, get out quickly!" ”

Battle was shocked, he never thought that the Ming army, who hadn't slept all night, would still have the spirit to wait for the rabbit.

Especially when he saw the Ming army aiming with the black iron pipe, he was even more shocked, and he grabbed the horse's reins in a panic and turned a big bend on the spot.

But if the cavalry charge is so easy to stop, then it is not called a charge.

Battle was so chaotic that the rhythm behind him suddenly became chaotic.

Several unlucky guys crashed into the buttocks of the horses in front of them because they didn't brake the horses, and they knocked one person on his back.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

The Ming army fired, and even though Battle found it in time, there were still a number of unlucky people who rushed into the range of the Ming army.

After a burst of gunfire, dozens of figures suddenly fell from their horses.

Now Battle didn't bother with the unlucky ones who rushed into range, but fled in a panic with the remaining Tartar soldiers in the direction they came.

"Chase!"

Fang Xu gave an order and took the lead in riding a war horse and rushed out.

Not to be outdone, the other Ming soldiers chased after the remnants of the Tartars.

"Driving~driving~driving~"

The whip in Battle's hand whipped hard on the horse's buttocks, and he couldn't understand why the invincible virtual and real strategies of the past would be ineffective at this time.

He didn't remember at all that when it comes to playing the art of war, Han people are ancestors.

There is no more such thing as an axe.