In Xia Xun's big tent, there are only three people, Xia Xun, Liu Yujue, and Xi Lin.
Xi Lin and Liu Yujue sat in front of Xia Xun's side, one left and one right, watching Xia Xun use a box as a table and charcoal as a pen, and was writing seriously on a white cloth soap.
"Your Majesty, contrary to what we have always understood, Timur's army is very experienced in both siege and field battles, and at this point, we must not speculate on the army of the Timur Empire based on our knowledge of the Northern Yuan army.
The composition of their army was complex, including people from many countries and nationalities in the East and the West, and the Timurid Empire thus mastered all kinds of the most advanced warfare techniques in the East and the West.
In terms of city construction, the construction technology and city defense methods of the West are not inferior to ours, and these cities were conquered by the Timurid Empire without exception.
At the same time, Timur's army had a large number of firearms, especially artillery, and as far as the ministers knew, their artillery was not weaker than ours, but at the same time, they still maintained the field and cavalry specialties handed down from their ancestors.
Our cavalry elite is mainly the cavalry of the northern border army, the Daning cavalry under the Yuan Ning king, and the Mongolian cavalry of Duoyan Sanwei.
In the same way, we lost in the number of cavalry, and because of the small number of cavalry, our generals were better at commanding infantry battles.
The army of the Timurid Empire had Western-style elite infantry phalanxes, Greek and Roman-style fortifications and destruction troops, Mongol-Turkic elite nomadic cavalry, heavy cavalry wearing unprecedented heavy iron armor, Indian war elephant troops, a large number of musketeers and countless mule-drawn giant cannons and mortars.
The above is the information that the minister personally knows.
What the minister said, all enemies are Huo Yikong.
The so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is a hundred battles.
Your Majesty is proficient in the art of war, has experienced a hundred battles, and knows what he says, and he will know how to avoid his own shortcomings and defeat the enemy's strengths.
If the minister can present this to the emperor before the war, he will die without regrets."
After Xia Xun wrote, the pale pink handwriting had disappeared for the most part, and only some broken strokes were left in many places, Xia Xun dried it again, and after a while, the cloth was still pure white, and there was not even a word visible on it.
This is written with the secret medicine prepared by Tang Sayer, and the handwriting is not visible unless it is roasted.
If you don't know what's inside, even if you get this belt, even if you take it apart, you just think that this white cloth is just the lining of the belt.
Xia Xun waited for the handwriting on the letter to dry and there was no trace of it, so he carefully folded it and handed it to Xilin.
Celine had already prepared a needle and thread by her side, and when she took it, she immediately carefully inserted the middle of a belt, and then sewed the belt with a needle and thread, and the stitches were very fine.
The belt was sealed and handed back to Xia Xun, Xia Xun carefully checked it again and confirmed that it was correct, then he held the belt and said solemnly to Liu Yujue: "If there is a problem in which link of our plan, which leads to failure, you are the most likely to escape from the opportunity, and you must hand it over to the emperor at that time." ” "Yes" Liu Yujue also knew the seriousness of the situation, he took the belt with both hands and wrapped it around his waist seriously.
As they learned more and more about Timur's army, they no longer dared to be blindly optimistic.
In fact, including Xia Xun, although he knew that the Timurid army should not be underestimated, he still had some contempt in his bones, and with more and more detailed understanding, Xia Xun's view of the Timurid army changed greatly.
If the assassination fails, and someone can escape with this information, then the Ming army can win the battle, and the casualties will be reduced exponentially.
A battle that was supposed to be lost could have changed the outcome because of such a detailed understanding Only by facing up to the strengths of your opponents can you avoid your own weaknesses.
Xia Xun finished explaining the matter, and said in a deep voice: "Xilin, call them in, I want to announce the beheading plan" As soon as the curtain was lifted, the wind whistled in.
It was windy in spring, and now it is windy, and the wind is dusty, and the world is vast.
Therefore, today there are few people walking on the wall, and there is no market, and the doors and windows of the tent are sealed to death, looming in the yellow sand that fills the sky.
The wind is sluggish, and Saihazhi, Chen Dong, Ye An, and even Zangfeng, Gai Bang'er and others enter in one after another, and the circus of Saihazhi with a yellow sand behind him has become the most famous circus in the mobile city.
Their circus shows a limited variety of programs and a small number of people, but other circuses are about the same size.
The real big circus, with hundreds of people at every turn, as well as lions, tigers, bears and other animals, they will not work hard to make some hard money with the army, they only move between the major cities, and even the smaller cities will not go, because the income there is not enough to feed them.
In this way, the various performance groups cruising in the barracks are small groups with relatively simple functions and limited numbers.
Xia Xun instructed Saihazhi to come forward and organize these small groups of performances together.
The method they used was neither to win over nor to annex, both of which were quite difficult for them, and besides, if he really co-opted or annexed other performance groups, he would not be able to raise such a huge troupe.
He used a model that Westerners were accustomed to: a temporary guild for the performance industry.
The existence of this guild is only responsible for the coordination of the various performing groups of the army during this period.
The cost of performing a large circus here is too great, and the audience is mainly soldiers who don't have much money, and if they can't guarantee attendance, they will lose money, so the big circus doesn't come here.
The temporary guild led by Saihazhi and negotiated with other performance groups is to communicate and coordinate various circuses, and occasionally organize a joint large-scale performance.
Here, there is no guarantee that there will be enough attendance for a large circus performance every day, but it is held once a week, and the soldiers can still afford to spend it, so they usually disperse with the barracks, perform their own performances, and get together every week to jointly hold a large-scale performance under the name of the Snow Lotus Circus, which quickly became popular.
"Snow Lotus" has become a place that many people must visit every week.
"Master Hammitt, this little girl is our pillar, she performs a great magic trick once a week, and is loved by the soldiers, and makes a lot of money for our circus, but she is sick now, and there is a big show tomorrow night, and if she can't take part, we will lose a lot.
We have made special inquiries and know that Master Hamet is the most famous doctor, and even the great Timur Khan is sick and treated by you, so we have come to ask you to help us and cure her. ” The interpreter told the chief military doctor of Timur's army, Hamit, who immediately presented a money bag.
Hammit was invited out by a centurion, who was entrusted by one of his most trusted centurions.
Soldiers who like the "Snow Lotus" circus show know that magical little oriental girl, now that she is sick, it is easy for people to feel compassion, plus the benefits of receiving the boss of the Sai, of course they are willing to contribute to the boss.
Hamit shook the money bag in his hand, and it was heavy, and the coin inside jingled, and Hamett's face softened a lot.
He looked at the little girl who was lying sickly on the carriage, her face haggard, and saw that she was dressed in a green shirt, and her eyebrows were picturesque, although she did not seem to be very energetic because of her illness, but she was still very likable, and her face was even more peaceful.
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"What's the name of this little girl?"
Sehachi hurriedly said, "Her name is Serra." ” "Serra" Hamit was a little surprised to hear this, because his youngest daughter's name was Serra, this girl was the same age as his precious daughter, and when he saw her, it was as if he had seen his beloved daughter, and Hamett's tone became kind, he leaned on the edge of the car, leaned over to look at Tang Sayer, and said softly: "Serra, don't worry, I will cure you." ” Tang Sayer said in a thin and timid voice, "Thank you, Doctor Hammitt. ” Hami nodded and got into the car with a smile.
Sehachi couldn't help but sigh softly, he had put a lot of effort into getting close to this Hammit.
Joining forces with other performing groups to form guilds and the "Snow Lotus" circus certainly had other purposes, but it was not only to be able to connect with Hammett.
After he formed the "Snow Lotus" circus, he first asked Liu Yujue about the people who could get in touch with Hamit doctors, and then he was a public relations officer for them.
Then, today, he took advantage of the opportunity of Doctor Hamit to go out to buy medicine, and stopped him, and made a series of preparations in advance.
He found out that the Hamit healer was a Turk, and that the Turks liked green the most, and taboo yellow and flowers, so he asked Celine to make a set of green clothes for Say'er, and changed it into the flower dress she often wore.
Through the Timurid centurion who was "publicized" by him, he knew that Hamit had a very favored little daughter named Serra, and Tang Sai'er's name was changed to Serra.
In this regard, Saihazhi is very confident that if the eccentric Tang Sai'er wants to play a good girl, how many people can resist her charm "Father-in-law, Sierra can't bear you" By the time Hamit stepped out of the carriage, the girl, who was as lovely as his daughter and as beautiful as a little angel, had become his daughter.
His daughter threw herself into his arms and wept so much: "No one has ever been so kind to me as you, dear father-in-law, Serra is so reluctant to give you up."
Hammit's fatherly love was overflowing, the nasty straight pouting goatee shook slightly, he tried to squeeze out a kind appearance, and said softly to Tang Sai'er: "My little Serra, my father-in-law has something to do, you can recuperate with peace of mind, take medicine on time according to your father-in-law's instructions, be obedient, and when your father-in-law finishes his work, he will definitely come back to see you as soon as possible."
"That father-in-law must come" Tang Sai'er raised her head with tears in her eyes, grabbed the small hand of Hammit's shirt, and opened it lightly one finger at a time, expressing her dependence and admiration to the fullest.
"Okay, okay, when I come back, I will come to see you at once, come to see you first" Hammit almost didn't want to go, he stepped on his horse, walked a long way, and reluctantly beckoned to his daughter-in-law.
"Godfather, is Sai'er dressed well?"
Tang Sai'er reluctantly waved his hand a few times in the direction where Hammit disappeared, and then asked Xia Xun with a smile, a little flattering and a little bit of invitation.
There were tears in her eyes and tears on her cheeks.
"It's not bad, but you can't be careless and be careful at all times, don't fall short," Xia Xun commanded with a straight face and walked away.
Tang Sai'er said worriedly: "Is it that I am not performing well, my godfather doesn't seem to be very happy" Saihazhi, who was blessed to the heart, grinned and said, "Sai'er, you ignore him."
I think you're acting too well, your godfather is jealous, hahaha" Tang Sai'er was too tired because of the performance, and occasionally felt cold, but when he sought medical advice, he "accidentally" got in touch with Hamit, the most famous healer in Timur's army, when he got acquainted with him, there was also an incident in Bileske, which seemed to have happened very accidentally, and it was completely an incident of reading, which had nothing to do with other places, and was even more incompatible with the Timurid army stationed in Tata.
It happened in Agorda, a frontier town in the southwesternmost corner of Warat's territory, defended by the Termu tribe.
At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, during the four-year civil war caused by the reduction of the Ming Dynasty, the internal conflict within the Northern Yuan Dynasty also reached its most intense time, and the Northern Yuan Dynasty was divided into Tatar and Warat.
The Tatars were held by the Arutai Taishi alone, and the descendants of the Golden Family were regarded as Khans.
The Warat nobles did not grab the descendants of the Golden Family, and there was no Great Khan to command the tribes, so the Huite Department united with the Balhut, Khuriyat, Batut, and Gloust tribes to establish the Oirat Alliance, which was called Warat by the Ming people.
In order to compete morally with the Tatar tribes who controlled the Khan's throne, they accepted the title of Zhu Di and were respectively named King of Shunning, King Xianyi, King of Anle, and three kings ruled Warat, among which King Mahamu of Shunning was the most powerful.
The Termu tribe is a tribe of the Maham faction of the king of Shunning, and its tribal leader is called Chazhan.
In late spring and March, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and the grass principle in the Western Regions is another scene.
The spring of the Central Plains comes very gently, the spring breeze is beautiful, the spring rain moistens things silently, unconsciously, you will find that a touch of new green appears on the branches, looking at it from afar, tender yellow like smoke.
And here, spring comes as suddenly as the cold wind of winter, yesterday the river was frozen, thousands of miles of snow, suddenly overnight, the river thawed, and the grass and trees thrived.
Then comes its wind, the spring breeze here is not gentle, it is warm, but it is difficult to make people feel relaxed, because the wind is too strong, the newly revived grass and trees are difficult to cover the entire ground, the wind comes together, there is dust, blowing people's faces, really annoying.
Today's weather is very good, a rare sunny day, the wind is not strong, the clear sky is thousands of miles, like transparent crystal, the white clouds float under it, as if there are thousands of miles away from the distant sky, but less than 100 meters away from the grass below, it seems that a bow and arrow can shoot into the clouds.
Green grassland, no head in front, no tail in the back, more than ten miles wide is the rolling mountain range, the green mountains on the left are verdant, the higher place is still snow-capped, the mountain on the right is composed of jet-black stones, not an inch of grass grows, the geography is very peculiar.
The sound of hooves rumbled, and the earthquake trembled.
Chazhan, the leader of the Termu tribe, with more than 100 brave warriors, is galloping on this narrow grassland.
On a horse next to Chazhan was a young man, who, although his face was a teenager and had an unfading childishness, was born tall and tall, and was not inferior to many adults.
Cha Zhan rode his horse and said to the young man: "There are more than 100 miles to reach the tribe of Polo, the tribe of Polo is the closest to Beshbali and Hami, and it is mainly engaged in business, so his tribe is very rich.
His youngest daughter, Saren, is a famous little beauty that you will definitely love. ” "Uncle Chazhan, I don't care what she looks like" The young man smiled, and there was a kind of calmness on his face that was not commensurate with his age: "Even if she is extremely ugly, I will still marry her."
Once married, Grandpa's tribe will be able to get the help of the Polo tribe, and our position will be more stable in the Warat tribes, and we can buy more weapons and armor, and support more powerful forces, one day" The boy didn't continue, but looked into the distance and said softly: "One day, what we have will be more than just this grassland" "Good old man, hero, good man, this is the material for doing great things" Cha Zhanqiao pointed and praised: "It is worthy of being the grandson of King Shunning, such a bold mind, it is great to say that this time it is very important to your grandfather's great cause, it should have been your father himself, but unfortunately he is fighting in the east, so I have to do it as an uncle, your father is my answer, you are like my own nephew, I will definitely do this thing successfully." ” The young man said: "The Ming Emperor personally led an expedition to defeat the Tatars, although the Ming army is strong, but they cannot live in the fortress for a long time, if the Tatars are defeated, this grassland is ours."
My grandfather took this very seriously, so he told my father to lead a large army to secretly ambush the Tatar border, and when the Tatars were defeated, he would rob their steppe.
Daddy is doing great things, and if it weren't for this boring marriage, I would definitely go with Daddy. ” Chazhan laughed loudly: "It's boring hahaha, you little guy, it's really interesting to talk, you're still too young, when you're older, you'll know how cute a woman is" The young man smiled disapprerovingly, put his hand on the canopy and looked into the distance, and suddenly asked: "Uncle Chazhan, why don't we bring more soldiers and horses when we go to Polo for hundreds of miles?"
Cha Zhan said with a smile: "Don't worry, this is our Warat's territory, and it is where my Telmu Department has been stationed for many years, who dares to touch your Uncle Chazhan's tiger whiskers, especially now that Timur's army is about to fight with the Ming Dynasty, the Timurid army will not challenge our Wara at this time, and the Ming army has retreated to Jiayu Pass, what else is there to worry about." ” "So" The young man pointed his whip forward and asked in a deep voice, "The mighty force of men and horses in front of you is the one sent by the Polo tribe to meet us?"
"Hmm" Cha Zhan raised his head when he heard the sound, and at the end of the undulating grassy slope, there was not a single person or horse, but at a glance, his face still changed.
Today's weather is very good, the visibility is very high, although there is not a man or horse in sight ahead, but the dust and smoke in the distance in the air clearly indicate that a large number of cavalry is rapidly approaching.
It could only be a cavalry, and it was already a place where people frequented, and there were no large herds of wild horses and bison, and if it was grazing, it would not be possible to run so wildly in a straight line, and if it was a caravan, it would be impossible for them to rush at such speed.
At this time, the dust in the farthest part was already extremely high, and at the same time spread, like a dragon head with a wide mouth.
And the dragon's tail had just left the ground and was about to soar into the air, but since he leaned up and continued to look, the dragon's tail seemed to be just the dragon's body that had just left the ground, because under it, there was a cloud of smoke and dust that was about to rise, which was a cloud of dust that had just been raised by the cavalry.
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There is a wind today, although it is not strong, but it can still blow away the dust, this long dragon-like dust does not disperse, there is only one explanation, that is, the other party is running extremely fast, the wind has not had time to blow away the long dragon formed by the dust, they have reached the distance, how fast this is Cha Zhan's face changed, and he immediately ordered the guards to be on guard.
The most rational way to do this, of course, is to turn the horse and flee as soon as the dust is raised, in that case, the other party may not be able to catch up.
However, it has not been clarified at all whether the other party is here because of him, and the lord of Etok, who is also on one side, does not even know who the person is and what he wants to do, so he turns his horse and escapes, which is not a big joke The people on the grassland respect heroes the most, if they do this, even his subordinates will look down on him, and besides, Lord Mahamu's own grandson is next to him, if he tells this joke to his grandfather, his face will be lost to the sky, so Chazhan made an order to stand guard in place, first find out the identity of the other party, and the purpose of hurrying away.
Behind him, in fact, there was an enemy army in ambush, and if they turned back and fled, it was to be stopped, and this group had already dropped out of the tribe from Chajan.
It's just that their numbers are small, and they only have half of the troops, and if they make a quick decision and turn around and leave, they will have to pay a lot of sacrifices to delay Cha Zhan's escape.
"Something is wrong Uncle Chazhan, we should run away immediately" The young man's eyes were extremely sharp, and when he found that there was also a faint dust and gray mist in the distant walls on the left and right, he finally realized that the other party's purpose must be in his own team, but at this time it was already too late, and the people and horses who were hurrying in front of him were like a spring breeze outside the plug, and suddenly rolled up in front of him.
The dust was still two miles away, and a row of war horses had appeared on a grassy slope ahead, as if a flood had crossed the hillside, surging forward.
Laiqi formed a horizontal formation more than two miles wide, and surrounded them in a big way.
"Shoot arrows to stop the enemy" The rumbling sound of horses' hooves and shouts of killing was deafening, and many of the horses in Chazhan's ranks turned uneasily, Chazhan drew his waist sword, and while ordering people to release arrows to defend against the enemy, while observing the surrounding situation, he pointed to the west and shouted: "While the enemy is not yet encircled, let's open a gap from here and rush out" "Whoosh" Arrows rained down, and when Chazhan's ready-to-prepare subordinates sent arrows to stop the enemy, the cavalry team that rode their horses and made an astonishing sound also fired arrows to counterattack.
Regardless of identity, there is no living mouth, random arrows are fired, and indiscriminate shooting.
An extremely sharp arrow roared through the air, and the war horse under the crotch of one of the guards at the front screamed sadly, and was pierced into the horse's eye by an arrow, screaming in pain, and knocking the knight on the horse to the ground.
Whizzing, swishing, sharp arrows fell, each side of the horse was hit by an arrow, between three breaths, the cavalry was already approaching, the cavalry in the front had collected their bows and drawn their swords, and pounced into the ranks of Chazhan.
The sharp arrows of both sides shot from a distance, causing the death of one-third of Cha's subordinates, and the rest of the men and horses were in confusion, just assembled to prepare to break through, rushing out less than a hundred paces, the cavalry rushing from the flanks had already arrived, and it was another round of long-range attacks, that kind of ruthlessness, that kind of momentum that would kill people, as if the two sides had long been inseparable from each other.
"Why are you?"
Cha Zhan's eyes were torn apart, and before he fought, he broke most of his hands first, and the other party's unreasonable killing was about to drive him crazy.
No one answered, as if the other party had only come to kill, the arrows were all over the air, and the guards who were preparing to break through at the front had just been hit by arrows, shouting wildly and dismounting, and the enemy drew their sabers and rushed into his camp.
The rain beats the remnants of the lotus, although the guards of Chazhan are also elite, but they are inferior to the opponent's combat power, and the opponent's men and horses have an absolute advantage, and the fighting style is so terrifying, the unprepared Chazhan guards were killed in an instant.
The two guards beside the young man, who had just hung up their bows and arrows and were about to draw their swords and fight, were swept through the chest by several sharp arrows, and they dismounted heavily, and the thrilling screams had just reached the ears of the young man, and a slashing knife came to the head.
"I Am" With just one stab, the boy's knife was knocked off, and he screamed in surprise, wanting to identify himself.
No matter who comes from, the grandson of Mahamu, the de facto "Khan" of Warat, is more valuable alive than dead But before he could say anything, he was pulled by his shoulders and his hips, and he was cut in half with a knife, half of his body was still sitting on the horse, and the other half of his body had fallen into the dust with his head attached, and his heart, liver and stomach were dripping to the ground from the place where he was diagonally split.
The horse was frightened and galloped forward, dragging a long intestine, but unexpectedly just a few steps out, and a huge horse's head was cut off by a man, and they did not only kill people, but fought the purpose of not leaving chickens and dogs, what a great enemy, only such a cruel means "Nephew first, first" Cha Zhan was fighting, and when he saw that the young man had been killed, he screamed miserably, and his heart seemed to be poured with a basin of ice water, and it was so cold that it hurt.
That is the grandson of Lord Mahamu, the beloved son of his good brother Dehuan, how will he explain to Lord Mahamu, how will he explain to his brother-in-law?
Cha Zhan's heart and gall were broken, and his blood was piercing, and four or five enemy cavalrymen who came inexplicably around him took the opportunity to fight him like a horselight, and actually poked him in the leg, and the blood flowed profusely.
Chazhan was furious, his tongue was full of thunder, and he shouted violently, and waved his horse chopping knife like crazy The enemy came from all directions, and most of the men and horses were first damaged by the fierce and overwhelming rain of arrows, and then they were killed by the enemy cavalry that broke through, although under their fierce counterattack, the enemy was also killed by them, but the enemy cavalry that pounced on them did not care, and did not care, it seemed that they were just a killing weapon with no emotion and consciousness at all, they only needed to kill the enemy, regardless of any sacrifice.
More than a hundred people were killed in an instant, and Cha Zhan, who had a feather arrow on his shoulder, was surrounded in the middle with a dozen remaining guards.
These guards are all nimble and skilled people, first relying on the riding skills and luck hidden in the stirrup, dodging the opponent's sudden rain of arrows, and then desperately fighting in the melee to save their lives, at this moment everyone is wounded, they are guarding the side of Chazhan, the total number is less than twenty.
"Why the hell are you who called your leader to come out and answer that I am Otok of the Terbu and I want to see your leader" Cha Zhan couldn't cry, he shouted hoarsely, he didn't have to be so weak, but he had fought a lot of battles in his life, and he had never fought such a wretched, so bizarre, so inexplicable, so ignorant of the so-called battle, he was not scared to cry, he was angry to cry.
No one answered, and the enemy cavalry formed a circle, and surrounded them in the center, and a knight with several knights arching the guard, obviously a leader, with a sand scarf covering his face, and only showing a pair of fierce and murderous eyes, rode forward three steps, Chazhan thought that he was going to talk to him, but the man only slowly raised one hand and slashed down fiercely With this silent command, the archery show began The nameless knights lined up in a circle actually shot arrows directly, but the opponent's own people were within their own range, and if the arrow could not hit the chazhan in the middle, it would inevitably shoot at their own people on the opposite side.
"Whoosh" Arrows are continuous, like a group of falcons flying, many people are using the most clever bead archery technique, one arrow just fired, another arrow arrived, the arrow has not time to fall to the ground, the second arrow will penetrate the body again.
In a few moments, the men and horses in the middle were covered with arrows, like hedgehogs, and after the arrows stopped for a while, they fell down with a bang.
Both men and horses had lost their lives under the dense rain of arrows, but because the speed of the arrows was too fast, it was only at this time that they really fell.
The masked leader stepped forward and ordered in a deep voice: "Dismount, cut off everyone's heads, make sure that there is no one who can find what we want, and withdraw immediately" He spoke Turkic, which Chajan understood, but he was dead, and he couldn't see it.
To be continued: