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Chapter 184
Chapter 184
It was only in November that a bud sprouted, and everyone in Beiping was troubled by the autumn tiger, and the singing and dancing in Kyoto was peaceful, no different from the past. Just when the common people thought the emperor was still having fun in the palace, the war broke out in Yanghe, Yingzhou .
The battle of Yingzhou, known as the Great Victory of Yingzhou in later history books, officially kicked off.
Li Ming was short of troops to defend the city, and the incoming Mongolian tribes might bypass Yanghe and attack Huanglong directly.
Therefore, the troops of Su Shunqing and others must attract most of the fighting fire. Liaodong General Xiao Yun has sent troops to support Yingzhou City. As long as Su Shunqing and others can hold on to Yanghe and wait for Qi Suiyun's large army to be postponed, the battle will be decisively won Negative possibility.
On the morning before the war started, facing the first ray of sunlight, the guerrilla general and the young emperor once again discussed how to deal with the enemy.
For unilateral discussions, the main decision-maker is still the young emperor.
"Your Majesty..." After being stared at by the emperor, Shi Chun, the guerrilla general, changed his name with a wink, "Great General, the opponents are all cavalry, and cavalry have relatively strong motivation..."
"Hmm..." The first ray of sunlight fell in the morning. At this time, the two were standing on a high slope, so that they could have a clear view of each other's situation.
In the distance, the Mongolian cavalry were looking around vigilantly, and their fat horses were eating yellowed weeds.
The opponent is powerful and has a strong motivation to fight. If they can't beat them, they can retreat faster than their Ming soldiers, and they can fight immediately. For the Mongolian cavalry, it will be beneficial and harmless.
The situation is very serious, not good for them!
"Order to start the war later, let our most elite troops rush to the forefront, pick the fiercest, most ruthless, and wildest soldiers, and let them charge forward bravely. If they die, the imperial court will help them take care of their families. Human head, ten taels." She snapped off the weeds in her hand, and the fragrance of the grass stained her hands.
"This..." Shi Chun wanted to refute, but he was powerless. He glanced at the young and bold emperor, and finally had to answer.
After washing the pots and making meals, Lao Guo, the leader of the Huotou Battalion, distributed breakfast to the soldiers. After everyone had eaten breakfast, Lao Guo stood in front of the Huotou Camp with arms folded and glanced at the herald who was on the high platform to convey the military order to everyone.
In the Ming Dynasty, a sleeping lion finally slowly opened its eyes after 70 years of silence.
"Listen well, the mighty general said, cut off a Mongolian head, reward ten taels, martyrs, one hundred taels of pensions to support your family." The soldier with a hoarse voice and a heroic voice conveyed the general's military order to everyone.
The soldiers who listened to the order were shocked, what is the concept of ten taels, an ordinary family of three can spend less than two taels of silver a year, and ten taels is enough for an ordinary family to spend ten years.
"Cut off the head of the Mongolian Tartar..."
"kill……"
"kill……"
The morale of the general was greatly boosted, and he raised the spear that was shining with cold light in his hand, and shouted loudly.
Governor's Military Tent.
"The mighty general, the morale is boosted." The herald knelt on one knee and reported the military situation.
Hearing this, Su Shunqing took her silver helmet and put it on, and went out of the camp. The white wreath on the helmet flew with the wind, drawing a beautiful arc, and her thin body seemed to be full of infinite strength.
"I don't have clothes, I'm in the same robe as my son." Turning on her mount, it was a rare steed with glossy mane and hair flying in the sand. She raised the long sword in her hand and shouted: "Let's fight!" Let those barbaric Tartars see the demeanor of our Ming elite troops, kill—"
The horn of war sounded, the dust was flying, the soldiers were handed over, and the sound of clanging came one after another.
A strong smell of blood spread across the plain. As a general, he was supposed to be in the rear to command the soldiers, but it boosted the morale of the soldiers, and his mind became hot for a while. The momentum broke into the enemy army.
The sword didn't have eyes, and the sharp sword slashed at the flesh without any resistance. A human head rolled down from the neck like a ball, and the hot and smelly blood sprayed her face.
"Your Majesty...General..." Shi Chun watched from behind trembling with fear, soldiers and horses had never trembled in most of their lives, and this little emperor challenged his heart one after another as soon as he arrived.
Su Shunqing held the horse rope, looked back, and was about to ride the horse back.
Suddenly, Shi Chun, the guerrilla general in the rear, shouted loudly: "Be careful——"
As soon as she turned around, the hairs all over her body stood upside down. This was the closest she was to death. The Mongols were tall, and the weapons they used were all powerful. The sharp blade of an ax was aimed at her head, carrying a thunderbolt. Force cut.
Her pupils shrank slightly, and her immediate reaction was to flexibly bend over to avoid the ax that came at her in a desperate situation. The thick bloody smell and dust were flying and spreading in all directions. Her hands were full of sweat, and the ax slashed down again.
"Grandma, bear..." There was a swearing in her ear, and as soon as she regained consciousness, she saw Shi Chun holding a nine-chain machete, blocking the axe, and shouting quickly: "Go."
Su Shunqing squinted her eyes, nimbly jumped to the side of the horse's belly, and cut off the head neatly with the long sword in her hand.
"No loss," the blood sprayed her face, a white jade-like cheek stained with dust and blood, looking extremely sloppy, she grabbed the Mongolian's head, pinned it to her waist, and howled: "The proof of military exploits cannot be lost."
Shichun: Your Majesty, you are going to die, and you still want to take advantage of it. Are you happy?
Later, the young emperor beamed with joy at the same court as the first assistant to publicize his military exploits, saying that he had beheaded a man with his own hands.
The calm Shoufu only responded to the emperor indifferently.
Later, it was written in "History of Ming Dynasty Wuzong Benji": Jiachen, the little Mongolian prince violated Yanghe and wanted to plunder Yingzhou.Ding Wei personally supervised all the troops to defend him, beheaded several people, and fought for five days.In [-], Kou Yin went to stay in Datong.
Mongolian military camp, the main account.
"What's going on, isn't it that they have less than [-] soldiers and horses?" The Mongolian prince yelled angrily, with an angry look on his face.
The general below reported tremblingly: "Yes, Prince, that's what the secret report from the insider said..."
"Okay, what a secret agent, if there are really less than 1 troops, is it your waste or the Ming army is powerful, it is impossible to send out all the elite main forces. A mere [-] troops will make it impossible for you to attack Yanghe." The Mongolian prince gasped with a livid face, kicked over the desk in front of him, and the maid gave the prince a bowl of warm goat's milk with a wink.
The prince took it, took a sip, couldn't breathe, and smashed it on the general's forehead, and a brilliant blood flower bloomed instantly on the general's forehead.
"If you can't attack Yanghe, you can't win Yingzhou. This winter, go back to your Jurchen old camp naked. Don't tell the prince that you won't take care of you. Go drink the northwest wind and fight those more barbaric Huns go."
It's hard for Ma La to grab some food and drink from the desperate and stingy Huns.
Su Shunqing (rude and heroic): Fuck them to death, for small money and sisters! ! ~
(End of this chapter)