After marching for four days, after passing Yongqing County, Zhao Lie had already pushed the Denglai Army back a hundred miles.
There was nothing he could do about it.
The Denglai Army was so fast that Zhao Lie couldn't accept it.
His uncle was still there.
On the way from Baoding to the capital.
Zhao Lie planned to intercept Francisco on the way.
If the artillery team had not been stopped in Gu'an and Zhuozhou, Zhao Lie could not even think about their fate.
In addition, staying in the wild for a long time was simply suicidal.
As for Zhang Ke, Commander-in-Chief Zhang is now very relieved about Zhao Lie.
It is now clear why this Yameni brought so many cavalry and spare horses.
The yamen sent hundreds of cavalry out, not only exploring the way forward, but also not forgetting the way back.
Zhang Keda continued to receive reports from Zhao Lie's troops who were exploring the horse from the front to meet with the forwards of the Denglai Army.
This yamen is not as rough and arrogant as he looks.
He can be described as as careful as his hair.
He adopts the attitude of a frightened bird.
He would rather wear down his horses and men than be ambushed by the slaves.
With Zhao Lie like this, why should Zhang Keda be worried?
As the eyes of the entire Denglai army, Zhang Keda could safely urge the entire Denglai brigade to move forward slowly.
If Zhao Lie knew what Zhang Keda was thinking, he would definitely be cursing.
He is really ignorant.
You know that the battlefield is blocked.
In any case, it has nothing to do with being as cowardly as a mouse.
As part of Zhao Lie's shielding battlefield, Nan Yong is leading twenty scouts towards Gu'an.
They are also the scouts of the previous group, moving forward in relay in order to maintain horse power and human energy.
Along the way, besides the yellow and white fields, there were staggering refugees.
All these reminded Nan Yong of everything in Liaodong.
Now the tragedy of Liaodong has been repeated in Gyeonggi Province, and it is even more tragic.
It was only twenty miles away from Gu'an.
Nan Yong ordered the horses to rest before continuing on their way.
They only had to reach Gu'an ten miles away, and the rest would be left to the next group of scouts.
Nan Yong asked the brothers to dismount, and he took out the water bag and fried noodles, and swallowed the fried noodles with the cold water.
Although even the water and noodles are cold, the water is even ice water, but I don't care about it because I want to fill my stomach.
There is sugar and salt in this fried noodles, which is better than the tasteless hard dough pancakes.
Everyone finished their meal in a hurry, and then took out black beans from their leather bags and started feeding the horses.
In the winter, there was no time to look for weeds in the wild, so they all brought mixed beans to feed the horses.
On the battlefield, war horses are the lifeblood of cavalry.
They are both a good helper in battle and a life-saving straw when escaping.
They cannot be overprotected.
After feeding the horses, everyone changed their spare horses and began to trot towards Gu'an.
After walking less than three miles, they saw dust floating in front of them.
Everyone became nervous and reined in their horses.
Nan Yong picked up the telescope and looked into the distance for a while.
The telescope was now standard equipment at the 100th level.
"There are only a dozen riders, but we can't see clearly.
Prepare for battle."
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Nan Yong ordered.
They are now the frontline scout team.
There are either Jiannu spies or Mingren escaping in front.
Including Nan Yong, everyone filled the two flintlock short guns in their hands and inserted them into the belt on the side of the saddle.
"Come out."
Nan Yong ordered, and everyone urged their horses to trot up to face Chentou.
Save your energy when approaching a match.
Hohbari, Jeddah, Garu, Shaobu and Gedu are now moving forward at full speed.
As long as there are no Ming troops three miles ahead, they will return to resume their operations.
Suddenly dust started to rise in the distance ahead.
Several people hurriedly slowed down their horses and looked into the distance in surprise.
"A few dozen riders, not a large group."
Garu shouted.
"Go over and have a look.
If the Mingren Brigade is behind, go back and report to the leader."
Huhe Bari shouted.
Several people urged their horses forward.
They were not very afraid of the Ming army, although they were not wearing armor.
However, the leather robe can resist the crossbows in the distance, not to mention the spare horses.
If they try to escape, the stupid Ming cavalry will not be able to pursue them.
The purpose of their approach is to see if it is the Ming army or other Ming people.
Nursing home.
The two sides approached quickly.
When they were more than half a mile closer, both sides could roughly see the appearance of their opponents.
Huheba Ri saw that the opponent was a Ming army soldier with half armor and lower body leather armor.
There were more than ten people in total, and there were visors on their helmets.
He couldn't see his face clearly, and his riding skills seemed to him to be extremely average.
He took out the riding bow from his bow bag, controlled the horse with his legs, and opened the bow with his arms to set the arrow.
The movements were all done in one go, free and easy, showing the innate ability of Mongolian men to control horses.
Even the Jurchens were not as good at this.
The other four people also aimed at each other with their riding bows.
They planned to shoot one round with their riding bows and cause chaos to the Ming army.
Then they would ride away and go back to report to the leader that there were Ming troops coming to help.
As for how many Ming troops they could not see clearly. , a lot anyway.
At fifty steps, the five men shot arrows almost at the same time, and then without looking, they turned their horses around.
They heard the sound of the horses neighing behind them.
They did not look back, at least they couldn't look back now, and they would wait until the horses came up quickly.
Then, there was no more, there was a dense banging sound behind them, and the horses of several people were hit one after another.
Shaobu and Gedu were thrown off their horses as the horses fell to the ground and screamed.
Garu and Jida were clever.
The abandoned horse landed crookedly, and they hurriedly ran to the spare horse, but they were blinded at that time.
The spare horse was scared away by the successive explosions, and they found that they had no spare horse.
Huhe Bari was the only one in the noise.
His left arm hurt and his body staggered on the saddle bridge.
He kicked his mount hard with both feet and sped away.
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He didn't care about anything.
One leg of Schaub and Gedu was pinned under the horse.
The horse was not dead but was still twisting and struggling in pain.
Their legs twisted and squirmed under the horse's huge body, causing them to scream in pain.
Jida and Garu drew out their scimitars and looked at the surrounding Ming soldiers in fear.
They knew that if they fell into the hands of the Ming soldiers, they would die, and their heads could be exchanged for silver.
The other Ming troops did not stop, but roared past, heading straight for the fleeing Mongolian.
A Ming army rushed towards Jeddah on horseback, stabbing Jeddah with a lance in his hand.
Jeddah used a scimitar to block, but the knight borrowed the horse power and was too hasty to resist.
The scimitar just stabbed him in the chest.
The gun head was pushed away a little, and the lance penetrated deeply into his right shoulder socket.
Jida screamed and fell to the ground, and the scimitar in his hand was released.
The Ming army let go of the spear and drew out the saber from his ribs.
Another Ming army also attacked Garu.
Garu was lucky enough to miss the opponent's first shot, and the knight rushed over.
"Yuan Gang, your hands are weak, right?"
A Ming soldier with an arrow stuck in his armor laughed and urged his horse forward, waving his mace.
"You are so fucking soft, Lu Houcai, you have never been so damn hard."
The Ming army rushed over and turned the horse's head while cursing.
Lu Houcai ignored him and hit Galu with the mace in his hand.
Garu used his scimitar to block again.
The scimitar broke immediately.
The mace came down and shattered Garu's right shoulder blade.
Garu's face deformed and he let out a howl that was not like a human voice.
His body fell on the frozen ground.
Rolling back.
The rise of Lu Houcai's killing was just waiting to finish off this northern prisoner on the ground, completely venting the depression of being shot just now.
"Okay, let's keep alive, there are only a few people, and they still have to give confessions."
Nan Yong said, "Bagan, you ask for confessions."
A Ming soldier pushed away his visor, revealing a fierce face with sideburns and a black beard.
Bagan got off his horse, drew his long knife, came to Garu, and asked in Mongolian, "Whose do you belong to?"
How many subordinates are there?"
Garu yelled in shock and anger, "Which tribe are you from, who is the leader, and why do you work for the Ming people?"
Bagan swung his long knife, and Garu's left arm, which was covering his right shoulder blade, was broken at the elbow.
Garu started rolling again, and a large amount of blood was sprayed on the black and yellow soil.
Bagan swung his long knife again, and Garu's left arm was broken at the elbow.
Lu's left leg also fell off, and Garu gradually lost the strength to move, but he was not dead yet and was still roaring intermittently.
Garu's tragic appearance made the other three people's faces turn pale and their eyes straighten.
Bagan looked at them with satisfaction.
As a herdsman from the Mongolian tribe who had joined the Jurchens, Bogen led his tribe to resist because the leader's woman was snatched away by a Niuluerzhen, but he was defeated.
The nearly one hundred men of this tribe who did not die in the battle were treated as serfs and tortured to death for most of them within a year.
The remaining men killed the three banner men who were guarding them and fled to Lushun.
Then they moved to Shidao.
The rest of them More than thirty tribesmen were recruited into the army as scouts because they were good at riding and shooting.
In Bagan's eyes, there is no distinction between family and country.
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The reason why they joined the Jurchens was that they were robbed of pastures, cattle and sheep by other tribes, and had no choice but to join the Jurchens.
I hate them deeply, they are not worthy to be the people of Tian Khan Temujin.
Bagan turned around and pointed the blood-stained knife at Jeddah, "If you tell me the truth, I can give you a happy life.
If you don't tell, or you are dishonest, this is what you will end up with."
A few people couldn't hold on any longer, so they poured beans out of bamboo tubes one after another.
More than 3,000 Horqin Mongols led by Horqin Batu Taiji, Sude Taiji, and Suhe Taiji were raging around Gu'an, and the siege began yesterday.
In Gu'an County, they were sentinels to the east.
If they found the Ming army coming for reinforcements, they would defeat the Ming army and not allow the Ming army to approach the capital from the south.
Now that he knew the situation of the enemies in Gu'an, Bagan didn't waste any more time and used a long knife to behead the three of them on the spot.
At this time, several Ming soldiers opened the packages of several Mongolians, and the gold and silver in their eyes dazzled several people.
You must know that in this battle, Mr.
Zhao said that if they captured them, they could keep 30%.
Several people couldn't help but cheered.
"What's there to be happy about?
Look at these bloody hairpins and silver hairpins.
I don't know how many Ming people have been killed."
Nan Yong looked at it with disgust.
A few people took a closer look at the jewelry that contained no less than thirty or forty dollars in several packages, so how many women and children of the Ming Dynasty must have died.
The sound of horse hooves sounded in the distance, and several Ming troops who were pursuing them returned.
Huhe Bari's head was brought back.
The horse power of the resting scouts was not comparable to that of Huhe Bari's mount.
He could only die far away from his hometown.
In the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty, we can no longer return to the prairie where eagles fly and lush grass grows.
Nan Yong gathered his troops and horses, and began to turn back with two scouts who were injured after their mounts were hit by arrows and fell off their horses.
He wanted to report the enemy's whereabouts to the Lord immediately
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