eldest son of Ming dynasty

Chapter 352 Retreat?late!

The Yongxiebu tribe was inlaid on the grassland like an oval shape. The Ming army attacked violently from both wings and killed them in half a day, almost cutting the tribe's tent in half.

Yibu raised his sword and mounted his horse to fight in person. With the leader sitting in the town, thousands of soldiers from the tribe overcame their inner fear, picked up the machete, and slashed at the Ming army.

It was close to noon, and a heat wave began to hit the grassland, and the burning flames also formed a heat wave, as if even the earth became scorched.

After receiving the order, Ma Rong withdrew from the front and outflanked the enemy again.

Looking down from a high place, the battlefield at this time is like an open arena. Soldiers decide each other's life and death in iron and blood.

"Boss!" A Mongolian soldier's face was full of black ash and sweat, and he knelt down in front of Yibu Sashi and shouted, "Boss! The Ming army is powerful, please lead Baturu in the tribe to retreat! Find another piece of land. Water Grassland, avenge us ten years later!"

The shouts on the battlefield were loud, and human life seemed to be the cheapest thing at this time, and warriors from the tribe kept falling to the ground.

They are very courageous, but firstly, this Ming army has been tempered several times, and it is not bad at all, secondly, the war came suddenly, it is the season of grazing, and it has just survived the winter, not only the cattle and sheep are thin, People are also thin.

So the situation is very urgent!
"It must be the Ming cavalry!"

The color of hatred flashed in his eyes, "This army specially formed by the Han people is to drive us out of the grassland! Tushan, don't say too much, I am the leader of Yongxiebu, a natural Mongolian warrior , Zongheng Prairie has never escaped in his life! Get on your horse!"

The old chief mounted his horse, hoping to boost morale by such a gesture.

On the side of the Ming army,
As Ma Rong and Sun Xilie divided their forces at the same time and attacked the enemy from the flank,

The Yongxiebu tribe suffered an impact, and their waist had to shrink again. If this continues, if they don't evacuate in time, the entire tribe will be surrounded!

The battle went smoothly, and Zhou Shangwen had withdrawn from the front line of the charge because the troops around him were charging too hard.

He turned his head and observed on a high ground. In the current situation, Ma Yihuai, Ma Rong, Sun Xilie, and the troops he originally led were squeezing the tribe in four directions.

"You stubborn old fool, why don't you leave at this time?" Zhou Shangwen frowned.

On the side, General Xu Zhenan from the rear of the palace came to his side, "General! The last general requests to fight!"

Zhou Shangwen didn't look at him, but kept looking down, "The battle is going well, don't move."

Xu Zhen'an was very itchy, "General, we only met someone after more than a month of marching, and we don't know when it will be until the next time! Now is the favorable time, and the general guarantees that he will rush in and take it directly. !"

Zhou Shangwen still shook his head, "Protect the Lucky Food Team!"

Although it seems that Yongxiebu will not be able to hold on now, but the battlefield cannot be too "arrogant and selfless". If the food transport team loses protection, if someone suddenly rushes out, they will starve to death on the grassland .

So Xu Zhenan had no choice but to watch it here.

In battle,

The hundreds of people led by Ma Sheng pierced the Tatar defense line like a sharp knife,

He met two Mongolian warriors in a row, they were also the kind with a lot of flesh and great strength, and after some battles, they suffered several traumas on their bodies.

Seeing that our momentum is slightly weaker,

Ma Sheng suddenly remembered what his younger brother said to him last night, and shouted: "Brothers! The Tatars have beaten us many times. Now that we have met a good emperor, we have a chance to fight back, so this tone must be used in the future." Come out today! Come with me!!"

After all, Ma Sheng is also Ma Yihuai's eldest son, and his status is not low.With him taking the lead, others will naturally respond.

At this time, a Tatar man murmured and said something, and then he yelled and slashed at him.

There were several blood marks on Ma Sheng's face under the armor, but he was not afraid at all.

"Come!"

The Tatar man's scimitar was sharp and shiny, and it seemed to be blown by the wind when it swung past his eyes.

Ma Sheng knew that his strength was less than [-]%, so he chose to lie down on the horse's back to hide, then got up, reined in the horse's head, accelerated and charged again,
He took a closer look at the Tatar man's superb equestrian skills, and he controlled the horse to approach him in such a short time, so the machete came again in an instant.

No way, he held a gun in front of him,

clang!
There was a strong attack, and the two hands hardly had the strength to push away.

After two rounds, the two men once again controlled the horses and faced each other.

"Grandma! I don't kill the unknown! What's your name?!"

Ma Shengxin said that even if he didn't have the hard fight before, it would not be easy to win when he met this person. He is very strong, slashing and rushing, if he also meets a general like him, it will be troublesome.

The Tatar man was wearing a half jacket, revealing the copper-colored flesh on his chest. He had a big beard, single eyelids and small eyes, very rough, and even his voice was extremely thick, "I am Gabia! You, admit defeat! "

"Recognize your mother!" Ma Sheng became angry again, and the spear twirled in his hand, continue!

But at this time,
The Yongxiebu tribe suddenly appeared in chaos,
Not long after, a voice came, "We won! Surrounded them!"

The man named Gabia was also affected, and kept looking back.

Then he said something to the people around him, and then quickly ran towards the center.

Ma Sheng looked puzzled, "What kind of bird language are you talking about?"

It was still the soldiers around who knew Mongolian reminded, "He said go back and protect the leader!"

"They still have an ass leader, and now the leader is our Zhou Zongbing!"

What he is thinking about now is the Tatar, and when he has a chance later, he will have to compete again.

……

Also, he couldn't control the situation on the battlefield anymore. There were Ming troops in all directions, and it was the elite cavalry he was afraid of. His tribe had been divided and surrounded by these Ming troops.
the fire is still burning,

Hope is gone.

The cry fades away,

Zhou Shangwen wobbled to the front of the formation on a horse, and the generals he led lined up beside him, all young generals full of murderous looks!

"Put down your weapons, and don't stab them. I promise, I won't slaughter your people."

After fighting, the old man is quite embarrassed now, his white beard is still a little scorched, and there are traces of being scratched by arrows on his face, revealing red scars.

"Winners and losers, this is what you Han people said. If I put down my weapons and you slaughter again, what should I do?"

At this time, Ma Rong leaned over to Zhou Shangwen and whispered, "The second son of the little prince was not found."

Zhou Shangwen understood it, and then asked: "I don't want to sting, I heard that the little prince Dayan Khan sent Jinong to [-] households on your right wing. Where is this Jinong?"

Not to be frightened,
The fact that the Ming army grasped the news to such an extent shows that today's military action was not a temporary intention, and the Ming Dynasty is probably already preparing for a continuous war against the grassland.

"What do you want Jinong to do?"

"I am a Ming soldier, and he is the son of Dayan Khan. What else can I do if I look for him?!"

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Urus Borot is Jinong. If Dayan Khan really wants to be the co-owner of the grassland, then his son should attack the Ming army to save him. Otherwise, what kind of co-owner are you?
Zhou Shangwen saw that he couldn't say anything for the time being, and the battlefield is not a place to chat, so it's better to solve this matter first.

"Surrender, or continue fighting?"

The victory and defeat have been divided, so there is no need to say more about the ending.

Bang Bang Bang, the weapons were thrown all over the ground, and many people in the tribe knelt down under the scolding of the Ming army.

But when Zhou Shangwen passed by and did not kill him, he confessed, "Don't tell him to kneel, treat the old man well."

Then he led Ma Yihuai, Ma Rong, Sun Xilie, Xu Zhenan and other generals into the main tent.

There is an animal fur throne facing the door of the tent, with a totem and a sword symbolizing power hanging on the side.

Zhou Shangwen looked around, "Go up and sit down, it should be fine, right?"

Speaking of which, he was already blunt, stepped up the steps and sat down.

"Ma Yihuai, Sun Xilie."

"The end is here!"

"The two of you gather your own troops, treat the wounded, and take care of the aftermath."

"Yes!"

soon,

Also not stabbing was detained recently.

The old man staggered because he was pushed a bit. After standing still, he looked up at Zhou Shangwen, "Who are you?"

"Me? Don't know this general?"

"It wasn't you before."

In this way, the people in the account understand.Xu Zhen'an answered for him, "This is General Zhou Shangwen Zhou, who was appointed by the Emperor of Ming Dynasty to control the cavalry and is also the general of Datong! You are talking about the surname Yang, and he is not here anymore!"

Zhou Shangwen could see the doubts on his face, "I am a little different from General Yang. I can't stay in Datong City, and to tell you the truth, His Majesty the Emperor of Ming encouraged the Great Wall to go north, so the grassland has been tens of thousands since then. There will be no more peace in the year! Either surrender, or flee to the far west!"

I've also heard that Huo Sha suffered a big defeat in Huamachi last year because of the new emperor of Ming Dynasty.

Anyway, that kid-like emperor already had some reputation on the grassland. Even if he didn't know anything, the strength of the Ming Dynasty frontier army that had gradually strengthened in the past few years could explain everything.

"Tartar, it's not that easy to defeat!"

Zhou Shangwen was a little arrogant, "Isn't it not too difficult?"

"I am just a Wan household. There are other Wan households in the grassland, as well as Dayan Khan. You have to tell your emperor that if you insist on launching a war, it will be a disaster for you Ming! I advise Zhou Zongbing to retreat as soon as possible! "

Zhou Shangwen's face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "In the eighth year of Hongzhi, the Tatars invaded Yansui and Ningxia, wounded hundreds of our soldiers, and looted more than 13 horses; in the tenth year of Hongzhi, soldiers invaded Gan and Liang; 14 Invaded Datong in 17; plundered Guyuan along Huamachi in 160; invaded Kouxuan Mansion in a large scale in 150, and joined forces for more than 18 miles. Our army killed [-] people, injured [-] people, and lost more than [-] horses. , Looting men, women, livestock, and equipment is incomparable! In [-] years, he entered the Huamachi again, "

Zhou Shangwen asked angrily, "Waging a war is a disaster?! Isn't it a disaster if you let you invade the border like this?! Now I call your account, and you talk to me about withdrawing troops? It's too late!"

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(End of this chapter)