Traveling through the Ming Dynasty, as soon as you open your eyes, you will die

Chapter 176: Force the camp to fight
Daheishan has high mountains, dense forests, and bears and tigers. A winding valley passage is blocked from time to time by landslides and fallen trees. It was extremely difficult for the army to move along, and they had to worry about the enemy's ambush. Every step they took was really startling.

Jirhalang suggested detouring around the southern end of Mobei, but Hauge disagreed.

If you go around like that, you will have to walk thousands of miles more, carrying the oxcart loaded with grain and driving the cattle and sheep, and the walking will be even slower. By then, it will probably be next spring where I feel Zu Dashou is causing trouble.

At the same time, this detour will cause major problems in the logistics supply of hundreds of thousands of troops.

The Qing Dynasty had been accustomed to using plunder to meet the army's logistics supply, but it could not do this within its own territory. For this reason, a logistics that neither of them were familiar with caused the two of them to suffer a lot.

For the sake of time and to reduce logistical pressure, Jierhalang finally listened to Hauge and left here.

Fortunately, they did not encounter any ambush along the way. After all the hardships, Hauge and Jierhalang's troops crossed the Daheishan Mountains and arrived at a flat basin in Shanxi. Further ahead, there is the Wengniute flag, which was upset by Zu Dashou's family.

Then, he saw a huge and solid Ming army camp blocking the way on the important road in front of him.

It is reasonable that Ming Dynasty would send troops to help Zu Dashou.

The Qing envoys really wanted to make peace with the Ming Dynasty this time, because as long as the Ming Dynasty recognized the Mongolian region, it was the territory of the Qing Dynasty and was inviolable.

As a result, the negotiation broke down when his army went out to fight.

But the arrow was already on the string and had to be fired. It's been a month since we left, and it's already winter.

Fortunately, there was no such rare heavy snow disaster as last year in Mongolia this year.

But the entire Mongolian region is dry and cold, and it can be said that every drop of water turns into ice.

Now facing the main force of the Ming army, using the mountainous terrain to build strongholds to block the road, and time waits for no one, we can only attack by force and open the way.

Along the way, we were already exhausted and exhausted. We still had cattle and sheep, but we were short of the required food materials. Our next goal was to get them from Zu Dashou and Wu Xiang’s area. Time and logistics did not allow us to do so. What a waste of time here.

But if you want to attack forcefully, you need to rest for at least two days before you can launch it.

After Jierhalang and Hauge discussed it, they set up camp five miles away from Ming camp.

After marching in the cold wind for several days, and after one day of cutting down trees and setting up camp, the soldiers were already exhausted. After the work was over, they didn't even bother to eat, and went straight into the tents to sleep soundly.

There was no moonlight, and the stars were shivering in the howling cold wind.

The Qing soldiers standing on the enemy tower shrank their necks as much as possible to reduce the loss of body heat.

Occasionally I looked outside, but it was so dark that I couldn't see anything.

A small group of patrolling cavalry passed by outside the camp. A horse, while carrying its owner, lowered its head to look for hay to satisfy its hunger.

The hay is so thick tonight. It seemed even denser than during the day.

The war horse opened its mouth to pick up a bunch of hay and prepared to feast on it. However, the hay in its mouth was quietly pulled back by something.

The unwilling war horse stopped and wanted to pull it back again.

As a result, the owner tightened the reins, forcing it to give up and continue patrolling.

As a result, where the horse's hoof fell, the war horse felt that it had stepped on something, and there was a soft clacking sound, as if it had broken some bone.

But the owner was anxious to finish his patrol and get into the hot bed, so he urged it to move on.

After the patrol passed by, the hay on the ground moved miraculously. The whole area moved, as if the entire land was moving, except for a patch of grass that was not alive, and the moved grass was left behind.

Its daybreak.

The Qing soldier on guard breathed and stretched, and muttered: "Finally a safe night, it's time to go back and sleep in." Before he finished speaking, he opened his eyes wide in surprise and opened his mouth, and even the saliva flowed out in a blink of an eye. I can't even feel it freezing in my mouth.

Because he saw the grass outside the camp, and suddenly large areas stood up.

The withered grass stood up.

That's not dead grass, but Ming troops wearing thick Ming military uniforms.

The patrol sentry screamed: "Enemy attack, enemy attack -" and then rolled and crawled towards the Chinese army's tent.

Jirharang and Hauge had gotten up early, and they were sitting by the brazier in the big tent, discussing logistics and supplies and the upcoming battle.

Along the way, they collected many cattle and sheep, but the food they brought from Liaodong was limited. People cannot eat only meat without food. After a few meals like that, he will die from bloating.

The key is how to end the recovery of the liberated areas of those two bastards Zu Dashou and Wu Xiang before they run out of food.

Just when he was having no idea, a patrol sentry suddenly ran into the tent: "No, no, no, the Ming Army, the Ming Army has arrived at the gate of the camp."

The two of them were stunned for a moment, but they didn't understand yet. Suddenly, there were bursts of gunfire in front of the camp, making them jump up.

The two men rushed out of the tent, climbed up to the watchtower and looked outside.

I saw batches of Ming troops, who had already forced their camps into formation. While shooting, he tore down rows of hastily buried fences, preparing to enter the camp for hand-to-hand combat.

Behind them, there were tens of thousands of cavalrymen, each with two people on horseback galloping towards them.

When they ran to the front of the camp, some infantrymen immediately jumped off their horses, formed their formation, and began to attack their camp.

This sudden blow caused chaos in the entire camp. Countless soldiers who had slept soundly last night and were awakened rushed out of the tent one by one in disheveled clothes. However, in the blink of an eye, they were knocked down one by one by the Ming army's muskets, and screams and wailings broke out everywhere. .

There were those who were brave enough to pull out the swords and guns from their tents to face the enemy, but in the blink of an eye they were shot to death or had their heads smashed to pieces by the sharp five-eyed machine.

The Jurchens and Mongols are naturally short, and since they grew up on horses, they naturally have bow-legged legs that cannot support their bodies for a long time.

Therefore, once the Qing soldiers dismount and fight on foot, they will be absolutely crushed by the tall Han people.

The experienced Haug shouted: "Order the soldiers to mount their horses."

"But you can't charge in the camp even if you mount your horse."

"Order the tents to be demolished to clear the path for the stormtroopers."

After receiving the order, the Qing soldiers grabbed their horses and ran towards the rear camp as hard as they could, while the soldiers in front desperately pushed down the tents.

Lu Mou was riding on his horse. When he saw this, he shouted: "Don't let the enemy demolish the tent. Brothers, move through the tent area as a squad and platoon to hunt down the enemy."

The soldiers immediately acted as ordered, and groups of soldiers circled the tents and continued to chase and annihilate the enemy.

The cavalry has been assembled, but the tents have not been dismantled, and the horses are still unable to charge.

Haug decisively gave the order again: "Tear down the fence, evacuate the camp, let's go outside."

The soldiers immediately executed it, knocked down the fences one after another, and rushed out.

The entire enemy camp was captured so easily.

(End of this chapter)