Chapter Fifty-Four: The Tartar Chieftain of Shuangquanzi Loses Fear

Shuangquanzi, known to the Mongols as Sari Ti'er. It is named after the two springs and seas in its place, and it is said that it was the birthplace of Genghis Khan in the past.

During the Yuan Dynasty, there was a palace built here, and the Yongle Emperor fought with the Mongol army here during the Northern Expedition.

The old palace of the former Yuan Dynasty has long been abandoned, but it is still a sacred place in the hearts of the Mongols.

The little prince's army was naturally familiar with this place, but when the Ming army first arrived, they did not necessarily know much about this place.

Not surprisingly, the Ming army chose Shuangquanzi to camp.

When the Ming army was not firmly established, the little prince and the two princes, Oirat and Yismayin, each led 20,000 elite soldiers to form an army of more than 60,000 people, and surrounded Shuangquanzi. Even if the Ming army had sharp weapons and encircled and suppressed with ten times the force, I don't believe that it will not be able to do it!

Sun Zheng stood on the high platform of the ruins of the old palace, looking at the tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers and horses surrounding him. It is obviously divided into three major areas, and in these three major blocks, dozens or even hundreds of different areas are also clearly divided.

Taxue hummed a small tune to make milk tea next to him, and persuaded him: "Master, don't stand in the wind." This moon wind in the north is more powerful than in the Great Wall, blowing on people's faces, and cutting with a knife! ”

Sun Zheng couldn't cry or laugh: "You really treat me as a weak sister Lin?" ”

Taxue didn't pay attention to who Sister Lin was, but it was not easy to explain herself: "Even if you have strong internal strength, you are not afraid of cold and heat." But I have to think about the little ones, to let those little cubs look at it, and when we turn around, we will eat and make noise. ”

Sun Zheng couldn't laugh: "Okay, okay, I can't shrink back." ”

With the prevalence of superstition, Sun Zheng's status in the army has made a qualitative leap. The work of stepping on the snow was compressed to the extreme, and it completely became Sun Zheng's personal follower. Once it is found that Sun Zheng is still busy outside, stepping on the snow will inevitably be scolded by a group of people.

Toothless and black face came together, and when they saw Sun Zheng standing at the door of the big tent, they wanted to spray when they stepped on the snow, but they were glared at by Sun Zheng and closed their mouths in time.

"Master! Look at the Tartars' formation, they are planning to trap us here! Toothless was a little incomprehensible: "According to them, they are ten to one, and it is most appropriate to attack while we are not firmly established, why have we waited for a long time, and there is no movement at all." ”

Treading the snow to make a cup of milk tea for everyone, and snorted: "Are Mongolians really not afraid of death?" We have sharp firearms, and they haven't tasted it! This is said to be ten dozen and one, and it must have consumed all the medicine, and then the bayonet will be red, and we will be wiped out. But the question is, who will be the pioneer? Just like the master said, to be cannon fodder, not everyone has that consciousness! ”

Hei Mian took the cup and smacked his lips: "I thought we could fight a worry-free battle, but in the end, we still have to take the initiative ourselves!" ”

Toothless grinned: "It's not a problem to take the initiative to attack, I dare to guarantee that with our current firepower, we can fight from wherever we want." If you want to tear as much as you want, let him crack as much as you want. The key is what the master said, how to prevent them from escaping is the first difficulty! The small ones asked for battle one by one, asking to penetrate behind enemy lines and turn around to fight a counter-encirclement. But I look at this formation, if we really want to implement the interspersed anti-encirclement, our manpower is really not strict. When the time comes, it is not impossible to fight a few teams by ants and elephants. The master said, none of us are missing! ”

Sun Zheng sighed with emotion, it has only been a few years of hard work, and the rookie who heard the change of color of the Tartars at the beginning, in just a few years of fighting, has become bold, and he can regard the heavy soldiers of the Tartars as nothing. This is the self-confidence created by oversized weapons and training, as well as various achievements over time!

The black face sighed: "It's still the same sentence, let's fight the Tartars, and the pain and collapse are all in hand, but how to catch them all is the difficult part." Master, the secret weapon you said is really that strong? More powerful than those little steel cannons? ”

Taxue glared at him: "When will it be your turn to question the master?" Execute the order honestly! Let you fight positional warfare, just fight your positional warfare! As long as you don't let the Tartars rush into position, you'll be a great achievement! How to chase and who to chase, that's all something that the master considers! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! I'm not worried about the lack of a tight net, tsk! What a blessing to welcome this dog thing! Maybe even the little prince will fall into his hands this time! ”

Sun Zheng smiled slightly: "This battle is different from the past, we are using ourselves as bait to catch the big fish of the little prince!" The cavalry that greeted the guests was powerful, but they lacked experience in positional battles...... Forget it, I can't say this one or two sentences clearly, and you'll understand when you merge the network. You must remember to explain that the soldiers on all positions are absolutely not allowed to step out of the defensive line for half a step! ”

Oh, I get it. It seems that the master does have a secret weapon, is there more small steel cannons?

Sun Zheng did not explain that in order to really teach the Tartars a bloody lesson, slaughtering herdsmen all the way and building the Jingguan were actually angering the little prince. Even if he calmed down, those clansmen would force him to come out for a decisive battle, otherwise the entire Northland grassland would become a hunting ground for the Ming people.

As expected, the little prince took great pains to choose Shuangquanzi as the decisive battleground. But he was afraid that he would never have dreamed that the thousands of Ming people, the super powerful muskets and the terrifying small steel cannons were actually ordinary equipment, real secret weapons, and they had already quietly sneaked out of the encirclement, and on their periphery, a huge net was set up within a radius of dozens of miles.

As early as the massacre along the river, Sun Zheng quietly upgraded the cavalry who welcomed the guests. The so-called secret weapon is the Maxim heavy machine gun!

The 1,000 cavalry were divided into 20 groups, with a machine gun squad of 50 men each, each carrying two heavy machine guns and 50,000 rounds of ammunition. Long before the Ming army entered Shuangquanzi, they quietly bypassed the frozen river, sneaked through the first step, and seized several passage heights more than ten miles away as planned.

The 60,000 heavy troops of the Tartars blocked the water surrounding the old palace, but they delayed the attack. The pushing and shoving dragged on until the third day, when a five-member negotiating team was sent to ask for a meeting.

Sun Zheng's attitude was very clear, he handed over the little prince and the soldiers who participated in the massacre of civilians, returned the Han people who had been captive over the years, and had to pay compensation of 10 million taels of silver or equivalent materials.

The Mongols were stupid, and if it was just a slogan to say that handing over the little prince for trial was just a slogan, the 10 million taels of silver was far more than they knew. Speaking of which, the six major tribes of Warat combined, I'm afraid they can't get together so much silver, right?

The two sides fully exchanged views and deepened their understanding, and both understood that the other side was not sincere at all. There's a to talk about!

On the morning of the fourth day, the Tartars launched a simultaneous tentative attack from three directions. He didn't even enter the range of the bow and arrow, and he was jumped by a round of guns. Throw down the corpse and evacuate in disarray.

However, the Ming army had no intention of attacking, although there were so many corpses of men and horses just a few hundred steps away. Even the fleeing team had faint signs of collapse, but the Ming army was unmoved, and just let go of the guns and drove away. The other party came to collect the body, and he didn't mean to interfere, so he watched the other party carry back the body and rescue the wounded.

The temptation of the enemy failed, the little prince and others were not angry but happy, and the Ming army had no chance of winning! This shows that it is feasible to fight more and fight less.

At noon, the Ming army began to eat lunch, and the Tartars suddenly pressed with all their strength, and countless wooden shield carts covered with thick cowhide were pushed onto the front line, slowly moving forward step by step.

The Ming army fired, but the thick and large wooden shield firmly stopped the bullet, and the fire was so strong that the damage to the Mongolian warriors behind the wooden shield was minimal.

The army in the palace stepped on the snow and smiled like a fox: "These barbarians have actually grown a little!" I've learned to use tools. ”

The Mongols advanced to the range of bows and arrows, and the heavy archers standing behind the wooden shields raised their bows and threw them into the sky, and a rain of arrows fell into the Ming position.

The soldiers in the first line of defense had no pressure, they retracted back into the pit one after another, and put the titanium alloy shield next to them to their heads.

At this time, more than ten miles away, three red signal flares rose.

Sun Zheng said loudly: "It seems that the guests have arrived, let's serve the food!" ”

Toothless, who was already gearing up, shouted, "Fire!" ”

Ten mortars roared at the same time, whistling and smashing shells into the Tartar camp.

The first round of bombing were the heavy archers who were thrown forward. As for the large wooden shield that has almost rushed to the defense line, there is no need to pay attention.

After three bursts, the shelling extended.

As the cannonballs continued to deepen, the little prince, who was still talking and laughing with a few masters a moment ago, turned pale.

The Ming army's magic cannon can hit so far! It's four or five miles away, and it doesn't seem to be safe! The power of this small cannon barrel is so terrifying, it hits the ground with a bullet and erodes several feet!

This is not a firearm, this is an artifact! How could there be such a terrifying weapon in the world?! King Sun Yan really borrowed a divine weapon from Yin Si!

Seeing that a new round of shells fell dozens of steps in front of him, the little prince finally couldn't hold back the fear in his heart, pulled the reins of his horse, turned his head and ran!

At this time, the entire battlefield was completely out of control, and any Mongolian warriors and cowhide shields were useless at all. The first thought of all people was to flee the terrible artillery fire.

It's just that they don't know that on the road ahead, there is a more terrifying existence than a small steel cannon!