Emperor Ming Dynasty

Under the winter sun in Hami, the hot wind swept across the earth, like a steamer, baking everyone.

On the vast land, the cavalry phalanx moved forward rapidly.

Like a huge monster, it opened its fangs and mouth, constantly devouring the distance between the two sides.

People and horses rushed back and forth in the distance, and the reflection of sharp weapons nodded in the sea of ​​people.

As the distance drew closer, a crackling sound broke the entire battlefield.

"Musket—" Su Litang gritted his teeth, his face livid.

In the vast Western Regions, only the Kazakhs and the Junggars own sporadic muskets, which were bought from the Russians.

As for the Yarkand Khanate located at the southern foot of the Tianshan Mountains and the Turpan region, most people often only hear its name but not its realities.

Su Litang only had a few personal soldiers, and the rest of the soldiers hadn't even heard of it.

"not good--"

Suddenly, he turned pale.

The strength of cavalry with muskets is unpredictable, let alone such a huge number of muskets?

Sure enough, with the contact, the power of the musket exploded instantly, and a single face-to-face wiped out thousands of people.

The most heroic warrior in front was slaughtered, and before he could react, he passed away.

It was the cavalry in the rear, whose hearts were shocked by the cruel massacre, while the horses were frightened because they were afraid of muskets, and their formation was in chaos for a while.

How could the Ming army give up such a good opportunity?
With such a big gap, the Wanming army continued to charge forward and directly defeated the forward army.

In this way, a chain reaction appeared.

The vanguard's defeated army was coerced, and rushed towards the central army together, causing chaos in its camp.

Su Litang immediately turned around and rushed to the west, while a large number of Ming troops galloped southward in groups, riding and shooting "thunderbolts", and the arrows in the air were like locusts.

The roaring noise made people's ears buzz.

Su Litang looked around, he could no longer control the situation.

Horse soldiers rushed to kill and surged everywhere, and a large area of ​​the Turpan coalition army was divided into an unknown number of strands by the rushing troops.

The battlefield was moving everywhere, but they couldn't break through from all sides. The Ming army seemed to be the scythe of death, constantly chasing and hunting, making the coalition army unable to dodge in time, and fled in a hurry.

The coalition forces formed by the tribes were immediately terrified, and they couldn't wait to gather their respective armies and prepare to retreat, for fear of falling into the hands of the Ming army.

Su Litang was even more afraid of death. He predicted that he was about to be defeated, so he immediately fled back with his soldiers.

When they arrived in Turpan, they still had a city to defend.

At this time the sun had just reached the mid-heaven.

The scene at this time was even more terrifying, there were corpses everywhere, and the corpses of people and horses were piled up!
On the messy battlefield, the chaos is no longer a fight, but a massacre!Some tribal troops dismounted and surrendered, but were hacked and killed by the Ming army cavalry like livestock, chasing them and running around.

The hearty victory caused the Ming army to fight vigorously, and it was difficult to stop it.

Even half of the Ming army was composed of prairie tribes. They seemed to be hunting, constantly attacking and harassing, making the fleeing allied forces miserable and had to surrender.

In less than an hour, the battle came to an end, and Gao Yigong was overjoyed.

Standing on a high place, he looked at the one-sided battlefield and the rampant massacre, and immediately raised his hand and said, "Tell them, stop the massacre."

"Immediately organize Wanqi for me, and together with the remnant army, enter Turpan and sweep the land."

In this big battle of winning more with less, one's own losses were minimal, while Turpan's vitality was seriously injured.

For Gao Yigong, the Marquis was already waving to him in this battle, and taking Turpan was the end.

After following a defeated general like Su Litang, it is a matter of course to sweep Turpan.

The weather was still hot in the afternoon, but the battlefield was full of smoke and death.

Many people in Hami City were carrying their headless corpses and throwing them into the big pits. In the pits all around, the bones were burning with firewood and tung oil, and black smoke filled the air.

There was an unpleasant smell in the air, the smell of burnt flesh, fishy smell, and all kinds of stench.

The sergeants held their weapons and made up their swords on the battlefield to prevent any omissions; the common people and Dingfu were picking up weapons and arrows on the ground, and everything was in order.

A large number of war horses were gathered together and became the prisoners of the Ming army. The prisoners could only squat in the corner of the city unhappy, waiting for the trial of the Ming army.

Of the 20,000 troops, only [-] people were killed or injured, [-] people surrendered, and more than [-] people fled.

"Chief soldier, we have developed."

The supply officer ran over, elated: "There are 20,000 wounded horses, and more than [-] intact horses. We can directly form [-] cavalry and sweep the Western Regions."

Hexi Dama has been famous all over the world since ancient times. It was the breeding base of Dawan horses in the Western Han Dynasty, so the horse breeds are excellent.

Turpan has a vast oasis, and Hexi horses are naturally indispensable, not to mention that the Mongolians are good at nomadic herding, and horses are their life.

"If we occupy Turpan, our Ming Dynasty will truly own the land for raising horses."

Gao Yigong saw further.

He is deeply aware of the importance of Turpan, and also understands how great his achievements are.

If the brother-in-law doesn't give himself a marquis, it really can't be justified.

"First starve those captives for two days, and only give them water."

"All the disabled horses were slaughtered to replenish the bodies of the Alangs."

Gao Yigong ordered, his face was filled with joy.

And the tens of thousands of cavalry who chased Su Litang into Turpan, relying on their prestige on the battlefield, ran amok along the way.

Su Litang was afraid of his possession of muskets, so he didn't dare to confront him at all. Sometimes the Ming army chased after him as soon as he entered the city.

He could only run away regardless.

Flee back to his base camp, Anle City.

This chase was a good way to tell the news that Turpan, the Yeerqiang Khanate was defeated, and the Ming army was victorious.

Therefore, when the Ming army stopped, those tribes who followed the wind immediately surrendered to them and joined forces to besiege Anle City.

Good guy, immediately turned from a defeated soldier to a victorious one.

As a result, more than [-] soldiers and horses gathered under Anle City.

But because most of them were cavalry, it was difficult to take the city.

Gao Yigong hurried to Turpan with the remaining soldiers and arrived at the foot of Anle City.

At this time, the Ming army has expanded to 30,000 people, and it is still increasing.

Standing on the victor's side is human inertia.

"Tell Su Litang that as long as he surrenders Anle City, I am willing to let him go."

Gao Yigong didn't want his subordinates to suffer heavy casualties, and he didn't want to get a severely injured Anle City.

After all, this is the capital city of Turpan, and it is the property of Ming Dynasty. With the savings of the Silk Road over the years, I don't know how rich it is.

Don't those eager tribes just want to take the opportunity to plunder?

Moreover, Su Litang, as the younger brother of Yarkand Khan, has a high status, and killing him is not worth the loss.

Soon, Su Litang succumbed, and took two thousand loyalists to the west.