190 The Battle of the Qiang Dynasty

The construction of Datong City is tall, majestic, sturdy and steep, and has a complete range of urban defense facilities. It is a model for the Ming Dynasty to be prepared for danger in times of peace. Of course, its safety remains to be discussed.

The Datong city wall is based on neat stone strips, stone slabs, stone squares, stone pillars, etc. The wall is tamped with "three-piece soil" one by one, and the outer periphery is built with blue bricks. A medium-sized city brick weighs 35 kilograms, which shows the sturdiness of the city wall and the arduous construction.

Yang Ling came to the city and looked up, and couldn't help but sigh: "The majestic pass is really a majestic pass! Such a spectacular city wall makes people lose the courage to attack at a glance. I really don't know how the Tartars almost attacked such a big city two years ago, causing King Dai to run back to the capital to cry and complain to Emperor Hongzhi.

The main wall of the Datong city wall is three meters high, and there is also a female wall on the main wall. The female wall is built with bricks and bushes. The battlements between the bricks and bushes are the lookout holes and shooting outlets for guarding the soldiers. There are also majestic city towers, corner towers, and viewing towers, standing at intervals. The roof of the building is a double-eaved and ridge-shaped hip-mounted mountain style, surrounded by corridors outside, and is next to the horse road.

These high and low buildings build a three-dimensional defense line on the city wall, which can be observed, concealed, maneuvered, shot, responded, commanded and commanded by the generals.

Yesterday, Yang Ling had sent someone to inform the governor of Datong, Hu Zan, who was always seeking death. The general guarding the city saw that it was the army of the imperial envoy, hurriedly opened the city gate and lowered the suspension bridge. Yang Ling's iron cavalry burst out. Yang Ling was in the center of the musket camp.

The front and central troops left the Datong city gate, and the rear troops were following. Yang Ling pulled his horse and flashed by the roadside. Looking back at the tall and majestic city wall. Outside the special gear-shaped concave wall, there were four lonely watchmen platforms. There were no passages or stairs below. They could only use wooden boards to match the city wall on the top of the platform to connect. It could attack, support and look at the enemy situation behind the enemy climbing the city wall.

Yang Ling couldn't help but sigh. The so-called iron walls are probably nothing more than that. In the city, three hundred large inner guards wearing long-handled steel-covered swords and sharp arrows rushed towards the city gate like lightning.

Since the Song Dynasty, the detailed division of the military branches in the army has been no longer the same as the army in the Tang Dynasty. Whether it is a long spearman, a short swordsman, everyone wears a bow and an arrow, attacking from a distance, and the soldiers picked by Yangling can fight on the ground, and each person can use a bow to fight in the distance. Therefore, with a bow in his hand, the guards of the inner guards are not only skilled in martial arts, but also riding a bow, but also a three-stone bow.

The rear wing of Yangling's army brought items transported from the capital and purchased locally to reward the three armies. Dozens of large trucks were continuous and slow, so they had just walked out of the city gate.

Before the generals guarding the city ordered the city to pass, they saw another team of well-armored cavalry coming. Someone in the cavalry shouted: "Don't close the city gate. The rear army has not yet ended."

Before the general asked, three hundred iron cavalry had already roared past, and the horse's hooves were clattering on the suspension bridge. The three hundred guards and the other officers and soldiers came to Datong all the way, and they were already familiar with each other. The hard crossbowmen who were arranged at the end did not know the inside story of the emperor in the army, nor did Yang Ling ask the three hundred people to stay. Seeing them chasing, they even thought that the general was specially arranged to take charge of the position in the rear camp, so no one objected.

Seeing that they were wearing the same equipment and clothes, the soldiers on both sides were familiar with each other, the generals stopped asking and waited for the cavalry to rush out of the city and then raised the suspension bridge. The city gates were closed again.

Yang Ling didn't know that there were another 300 elite soldiers in the back formation. The news was too confidential, but the result was that it sometimes caused greater omissions. The army marched all the way, and after more than an hour, it arrived near Zhenqiang Fort.

The former army probed the horse and sent the news that the Tatar Boyan Khan personally led the Iron Cavalry to fight the Yang Zhengzheng's army outside the pass. Yang Zhengzheng has no time to review now and ask the imperial envoy to go to the pass to observe the enemy first.

Yang Ling was excited after hearing this and immediately commanded the army to accelerate its advance. Zhenqiang Fortress was also a pass built along the mountain, with a winding Great Wall on the left and right. There was a military recruitment entrance two miles away from the pass and went straight to the beacon tower on the mountain.

Before he could reach Zhenqiang Pass, he heard shouts and killing outside the mountain. A military recruitment appeared next to him. He climbed up and went straight to the beacon tower. This place was built on a dangerous mountain peak, which was easy to defend but difficult to attack, so the Tartars did not attack here, but the deafening fighting sounds could be heard from here.

Yang Ling immediately dismounted and ordered the army to stand on time. He only brought two hundred guards to the pass. When he arrived at the beacon tower, a defender rushed forward and hurriedly met the imperial envoy. Yang Ling asked hurriedly: "How is the war?"

The man was tired of fighting in the war. Although he was very awe of the imperial envoy, he heard the sound of killing in his ears and mentioned the war, but he replied as if nothing had happened: "Sir, please be relieved. The Tartars always come to do a battle every two days, and the thunder sounds loud and the rain is small, so they cannot attack the ground."

Yang Ling and Zhang Yong were relieved and rushed to the chassis to look down. At this time, the sun was rising and the sunlight shone directly down. The snow was covered between the mountains, which made the flat Grand Canyon in front of Zhenqiangbao Pass clearly and clearly. Looking down from this peak, you can see it at a glance.

There were endless shouts of killing echoed in the empty mountains and valleys. Yang Ling and Zhang Yong were intimidated by the scene in front of them. Not only them, but the 200 personal soldiers were also soldiers who were fearless and fearless. However, some of them had never fought at the border, and Zhengde, who quietly took twenty personal soldiers up the mountain, lay down while stomping his mouth and all were stunning.

Is this a battle with heavy thunder and little rain?

The Great Wall is a winding and winding building site along the mountain. There is a low mountain in front of this dangerous peak. There is a valley below. Two miles ahead is Zhenqiang Pass. Compared with the Great Wall, it is protruded out, so you can clearly see everything before customs clearance.

The shouts of killing and weapons and horses mixed into an infinite loud bang. Waves of people and weapons were pouring into each other clearly. Everything was so close that it was so close that even the rolling stones were thrown on it, and even the Tartars could not be hit by them. They could only watch them rush to the right dicheng Pass.

There were dense crowds of people and thousands of people attacking the pass one after another. The cold light of weapons pierced from time to time. Yang Ling held his breath and watched all this. He couldn't say a word for a long time. Even Zhang Yong, who had always been accustomed to hunching over and smiling on his face, became solemn.

Zhengde clenched his fists and his heart almost jumped out. He murmured: "Is this war?"

This scene obviously caused him, who had only seen such a majestic wording and sentence in military books, to have a very violent shock to his simple psychology.

It was made of the glory of blood and life, and how cruel it was. Tens of thousands of people fought in the ice, snow and wilderness outside the pass, and in the canyons and passes.

In this world, only humans with the spirits of all things have the ability to organize so many lives and destroy so many lives. Should humans be proud or sad?

The cavalry was shouting and killing the sky at the bottom of the gate. The black cavalry team galloped on horseback, using their outstanding archery skills to continuously fire at the city heads, and the men who were carrying ladders and siege chariots like tides moved forward.

On the city and under the city, flags were flying. Tatar military stone throwing machines, crossbows and other siege equipment were shooting huge stones on the city. The burning fireballs hit the city wall and made a harsh explosion.

The city also returned to the city. Used stone throwing, crossbow arrows, artillery fire from afar, rolling wood and rocking stones from afar. From afar, half of the human body kept crying and falling down to the top of the city, falling into bloody corpses, broken ladders, and burning siege chariots scattered everywhere.

At the pass, the soldiers kept walking back and forth, carrying equipment, circling and shooting arrows, holding hooks and sickles to push the ladders, and constantly throwing wooden and rocks to the city. In such a dense firepower attack and defense, there were still a group of unfair Tartars who kept coming to the city, and after a round of counterattack, they turned into a pile of meat sauce.

A huge and strong door-to-door crash car rushed to the door with the support of dozens of soldiers. The sharp head of the front end was exposed to hit the thick and strong city gate. The door-to-door crashed into the door-to-door crash car, and even if the stones were hit or the bows and arrows were shot up, they could not hurt the Tartars below.

The impact also lifted Yangling's center of the earth. At this time, pottery jars were thrown from the top of the city. They smashed the roof of the city car and smashed it to pieces. Then a torch was thrown down. The entire city car burned with a bang. Several Tartars, who were covered in thick cotton coats and beast robes, turned into a fire man in an instant, roaring and rolling all over the ground, trying to extinguish the fire.

Yangling was thrilling at the city gate. At this moment, another army came to the Tatar army that was sieging the city fiercely. There were many mountains here. The peaks were undulating, and there were two canyons in the mountains leading to Zhenqiang Pass. One was much spacious, thirty feet wide, which was exactly the road for the Tatars to attack the pass. The other was only more than ten feet wide, winding to the depths of the mountains. The Great Wall was undulating on the distant mountains. This road should be the only passage outside to another pass.

The troops transported within the pass can move directly on the Great Wall. There was no need to pass through the snow-capped valley, but at this moment, a large army was coming quickly and quickly forming an acute-angle attack formation.

It was the flag of the Ming army. Most of this army was infantry, with only a few knights in front of them. Facing the Tatar warriors who were fighting on horseback, they were obviously trying to disturb the enemy. A general in the formation, drummer, horn hand, and golden hand, and the flag bearer was all in front of him, with a handsome flag behind him, and a letter to the word "Wang Wang".

The boss who guarded the beacon tower said happily: "Deputy General Wang came to help from Qingniuling."

After hearing this, Yang Ling felt a little moved and asked, "Which Deputy General Wang?"

The general said, "Sir, it is Wang Shouren, the deputy general under the General Secretary Yang, who is guarding Qingniu Pass, which is only three miles of mountain road."

Yang Ling said "Oh" and hurriedly held the chassis and looked at the flag. He saw a general wearing armor, wearing a light blue color, standing calmly in the army, but he couldn't see his appearance clearly from afar.

The warriors in the ground stood solemnly with swords and guns, and under the cover of the giant shield, the archer put a long arrow on the long bow, and rows of wolf teeth were poked out between the gaps of the giant shield.

The Tartars howled and turned their horses toward them, and at the same time they set their bows and arrows to shoot at them.

The general stood calmly under the commander's flag. The first batch of arrows arrived and shot tuk-tuk on a large shield that was one person high. There were not many Ming riders. It was difficult for infantry and cavalry to be attacked by arrows under such a huge shield. However, if the cavalry approached, it would be almost a one-sided battle situation.

The Tatar cavalry was galloping fast. When the first row of knights was less than two arrows away from the Ming army, the general suddenly waved his arms fiercely and seemed to shout lightly. The dense rain of arrows of the Ming army rushed towards him like locusts. The arrows shot and the horses galloped. The two fought each other. When the cavalry rushed towards the ground, they were facing the first round of arrows. The people shouted that the horses were neighing. The Tatar cavalry, who lacked good protection, was like a tripping horse, and suddenly fell down.

At this time, the second round of arrow rain has arrived again...

There were only five thousand Ming troops in the valley, but there were at least 30,000 Tatar troops attacking Zhenqiang Fort. Although they had the upper hand for the time being, once the Tatars approached, they would be one-sided slaughter. Yang Ling did not find any spearmen holding a giant spear several meters long in the army. Moreover, they rushed over. Obviously, it was impossible to arrange horse-rejecting piles, trap horse pits, and tripping horse ropes in the valley.

The ridge overlooks the fields, and the wind is strong. There is a layer of snow on the canyon. It looks refreshing and pleasant. The silver snake in the mountain dances, but there are war horses neighing in the valley, shouting and killing to the sky.

A Tatar leader pointed his spear with a spear. The war horse under his crotch was already running out like lightning. He rushed towards the Ming army first. The man whirlwind the gun in his hand and dropped the arrows from the place. The Tatar army behind him swept wildly like a prairie fire. The horse's hooves roared, the earth trembled, and the charge knights made a terrifying roar, with extremely terrifying momentum.

The Tartars' attacks were in chaos. More and more soldiers began to surge into the narrow valley entrance. Ming army archers retreated, "Bang! Bang! Bang!" A thick smoke enveloped the valley entrance. The shield hands separated, and the dense sound of muskets made a loud noise. A Dalian bead cannon emitted dense firepower, forming a terrible and dense attack.

The Tatars fell down one after another. The smoke of gunpowder had not yet dissipated, and the thousands of people in the valley had turned around and fled to the depths of the valley under the leadership of the general riding horse. The Tatars were so angry that they had just rushed into the mountain pass. The Ming army, who seemed to be running away in panic, lying on the ground.

"Boom boom boom!!!", the deafening sound of cannons sounded, and each of the 20 generals shot out hundreds of iron sand. This short-range strike was very terrible. The rain of bullets covered the sky and the sun, and nearly 400 Tartars, the vanguard, including the extremely brave general with guns, disappeared after the cannon rain. There were only a few war horses that were bloody and not yet dead, struggling and shaking on the battlefield covered with corpses.

The war drums thundered at Zhenqiang Pass, the door was closed and the car was pushed aside after burning to the city. The cavalry was in front, like a flood from the gate. The light-armored cavalry rained with arrows. They shot out three arrows and slowly rode away. The heavy-armored cavalry then rushed out and gathered with the iron stream of the Tartars.

Looking from the gate, it was like the moment when the two huge waves of Qiantang tide converged, galloping and instantly setting, and then people were rushing up and over, and flesh and blood were flying everywhere. From time to time, people were being picked, chopped down, stabbed, and flesh and blood battlefield. Everyone was desperately slaughtering their lives. They were slaughtering others just now, but now they were already a pile of meat mud under the horse's hooves.

Wang Khan's tent was enough to accommodate fifty or sixty people sitting cross-legged, but at this time there were only seven or eight people inside, and these seven or eight people were already the highest rulers of the entire desert and grassland. On the thick carpet of camel fur, eight burning braziers were set up in the corner of the big tent, but the seats in the middle of the tent were still a little dim.

Boyan Khan's eyes turned blood red due to anger. He sat in the main seat, pressed his knees with his hands. He wore a roe-roe leather hat and a flip-frog coat. His angry eyes stared at everyone in front of him and shouted: "Don't say anything more, our warriors came to the Han people's place to hunt, drank all the strong wine in their homes, ate all the cattle and sheep in their homes, and have not caught a single prey now. If they retreat, how can they meet our tribe members?"

Boyan Khan swept over his tiger eyes, and everyone in front of him lowered his head slightly, not daring to look at him. There was only a strong man with a strong lentiled face with frost and frosty face sitting cross-legged, silent and motionless.

Boyan Khan was in his thirties, and when he was young and strong, Shuo Wei stretched his body impatiently, and looked at the man who was pressing his knees dissatisfiedly, and said, "The Ming soldiers and horses are equal to us. They want to divide their troops to defend, but we only need to attack a little. They have dangerous passes to defend, but there are many people and horses to attack the city. We choose the location and time of the city. However, we have dozens of battles now, but we have not taken advantage of it!"

The man with a somewhat rebellious eagle-eyed look turned his head slightly unruly, and Boyan swept his tiger eyes and snorted coldly: "Fire Screen, what do you think?"

The eagle-eyed man said lightly: "Sweat. My people are short of clothes and wear them, and they don't even have the strength to fight horses. How can they exert their combat power?"

A man who bowed his head and said without saying a word immediately raised his head and sneered: "The Ming army fought with us, and the tribes suffered heavy losses, but your people and horses were not severely defeated. It seemed that the Ming army feared your name of "fire siege" and avoided you from fighting everywhere. Fire siege is a hero with clear grudges, so naturally he will repay his kindness."

Huo Silk furiously said, "Monlik. What do you mean? This alliance fights with the Ming army and never falls behind others. How could it have selfish intentions?"

Boyan glared at him viciously for a while, but burst into laughter and shouted: "Monlik, don't talk nonsense. Huo Silk is the hero of our grassland. He is the most beloved general of the Khan. How could he have selfish intentions and compromise with the Ming army for his own strength?"

The leader named Monlice just sneered and said nothing, his face turned pale. At this moment, a big man in a leather robe lifted the curtain and walked in. When Boyan saw it, he couldn't help but say happily: "Qikonon, you are back, have you ever seen their local people?"

Qikonnon looked around the tent and saw that they were all leaders of the Tatar tribes, so he said with confidence: "Yes, Khan, I have seen their guardians."

Qikenong stepped forward and bowed, and then told the news about Maitreya teaching Yu's Dharma Protector. Everyone present was excited after hearing this. Boyan took a long breath, stood up suddenly, and said coldly: "No matter what, we must persist. Now our goal is to be righteous and not to be the victory or defeat that has been defended!"

"The emperor of the Han people is like a chicken. When he sees the shadow of an eagle flying in the ground, he will be frightened and hide in the arms of the chicken mother." Boyan smiled to the sky and waved his hand and said, "I ordered the army to retreat, and make the illusion of gradually withdrawing from the battlefield and returning to the grassland."

"Huadao is not a fool. He will not go into the pocket of the Ming court. We must leave a safe place for Huiming League, give up the Qiang Fort, and move troops to Pingshun and Huguan."

After he said with a smile, he said to the fire sieve: "Fire Screen, the people in your alliance will cut off the rear. On the one hand, they will stop the Ming army from pursuing the Ming army. At the same time, after the Maitreya Cult sends news, they will send a small group of elite troops to plunder the food and grass, and restrain the Ming army stationed here, so as not to be attacked on both sides!"

Huo Silk sneered secretly, and Boyan said it was so loud that he no longer trusted him. However, it seemed that he was just suspicious that he had a tacit understanding with the Ming army in order to preserve his strength, and did not doubt that he surrendered to the Ming court, so he left him alone against the main force of the Ming army and forced him to fight with the Ming army, otherwise he would not have left him in his rear wing.

This battle was a coward, and he was unwilling to go and fight for Boyan as a pioneer. While Huo Siege bowed his order, he secretly thought about how to avoid the decisive battle with the main force of the Ming army, but he just took the opportunity to plunder some food and feed his soldiers' stomachs.

Boyan said again: "Order the people attacking the pass to withdraw immediately, so that the Ming army will be proud of another few more days."

When the leaders of other tribes heard that they could avoid the headaches of Yang Yiqing and Wang Shouren, and went to the county that had not been robbed to have a full meal. They also smiled happily and stood up to respond.

After everyone left, the smile on Boyan's face slowly disappeared. She gently sat back on the big fluffy chair and sighed tiredly. She lifted the curtains on the side of the tent, and a graceful girl in white clothes left quietly. The tent was a little dark. She tiptoed to the two butter lamps hanging from the tent in front of the throne, pulled out a small scimitar from her slender waist, and gently picked up the lamp flower.

The fire head is a little taller, and the sweat tent is much brighter. Most Mongolians are tall and strong, but her delicate body is much thinner and slim. The bright light reflects her cheeks, and the smooth and delicate jaw faces the light. The curve of the cheeks is bright on one side and dark on the other side, with a graceful and elegant outline.

The two guards beside Boyan hurriedly pressed their hands against their chests and said respectfully: "Capt the Lord!"

Chabikedun means queen in Mongolian. Only the Han Dynasty or the princes and landlords can be called Chabikedun. Everyone knows that when Boyan was seven years old, he married his distant uncle Mandu Heschen as his wife. With her assistance and the call of direct descendants of the Golden Family, he became the king of the grassland.

However, the pretty girl in front of her looks less than twenty years old and she could never be the queen of Mandu who should be in her sixties. In fact, Mandu Hasqin gradually disappeared from people's sight after Boyan became an adult, and people avoided her whereabouts.

"You guys go down," Boyan waved his hand and asked the two companions to retreat, and said intimately to the girl in white: "My Sailimuzhuo, come to my arms."

The girl in white smiled and walked lightly to him, hugged her, and jumped up to his knees. The young queen smiled and said, "My sweat, the war is not going well, we just retreat to the grassland, why bother? Aren't the Han people so scared that they dared to come out of seclusion?"

Boyan smiled and hugged her slender waist and said, "Zhuoer, what I have never been worried about is the Ming court. But the tribes below me have won battles and captured cattle, sheep and slaves. They all smiled and looked like they were laughing. Now that they have been defeated, each chief is calculating his own interests. Whatever the stranger is not just a fire to sieve one?"

Sailimuzor gently wrapped his neck and kissed his strong and rough cheek. He chuckled and said, "Don't worry, my king, who dares to really do something unfair under the gaze of your eagle?"

Boyan laughed loudly, a big hand had reached into her arms. He held the plump softness and said in her ear: "It's right, so... no matter how many people you want to lose now, if those despicable guys are talking behind their backs, I will do what I want."

Under his caress, the young queen was like a dying fish. She struggled weakly in his arms, panting and unable to speak. The two had rolled from the big chair to the thick velvet carpet, untied their clothes, and threw them on the ground one by one. Soon, a strong bronze body covered a soft and fragrant, white and tender body as white as snow.

Boyan's hot breath sprayed on her plump and towering chest. He lowered his head and looked at the soft and plump rise, and whispered: "Kill Zhengde. Get Liaodong, Gansu, Qinghai, and then seize the whole world and return to Dadu! My queen, accompany me and fight back!"

With a moan, two plump and soft thighs clamped his waist, and Boyan killed him hard with a muffled groan...
To be continued...