In the early morning, Emperor Zhengde, who was far away in Zhangjiakou Fort, was also full of thoughts.

Zhu Houzhao stared at the mirror in a daze. He had been in a state of depression for many days. Even though he had arranged a detailed plan to send troops to Lu Wan and others, he still looked like he was a betrayal and always liked to sigh. Those who said "I have harmed Mr. Chen".

From the perspective of guilt, Zhu Houzhao is even worse than Xie Qian.

The strategy formulated by Chen Xi was not followed by Zhu Houzhao. As for Xie Qian's sending troops from Yulin Weicheng to help, it seemed difficult. After all, the stability of the Ming Dynasty's city block is also very important, and it is understandable that Xie Qian did not dare to take the risk to send troops out of the frontier, because the Tatars were likely to adopt the strategy of besieging the city and attacking the aid.

The focus of the entire nine-side battlefield fell on Shen Xi.

When Concubine Li entered the room, Xiao Guozi quickly stepped forward to salute, but did not dare to disturb Zhu Houzhao's thoughts.

Concubine Li’s steps were very light. Just when she thought Zhu Houzhao was not paying attention to her, Zhu Houzhao suddenly broke her silence.

"My dear concubine, it's dawn, what are you here?" Zhu Houzhao's voice was low and hoarse, as if he had become much older overnight.

Concubine Li saluted respectfully: "I am worried about Your Majesty's dragon body, so I come to pay my respects."

"No need!"

Zhu Houzhao raised her hand, as if to stop Concubine Li from moving closer. He knew that he had been in poor spirits recently and looked haggard, and did not want Concubine Li to see her fragile side.

Concubine Li judged the situation and stood there and said, "This battle is likely to turn danger into safety."

Hearing this, Zhu Houzhao was not surprised, but Xiao Tiaozi was a little surprised... Before, Concubine Li had instructed him not to talk about Chen Xi casually in front of Zhu Houzhao, and it would be better to say less words to explain, so as not to be angry by Zhu Houzhao later.

Zhu Houzhao sighed: "Mr. Chen has little chance of escape, and it can even be said to be slim. I know his character, so it is absolutely impossible for him to abandon the three armies to escape alone. If he really does this, it will be difficult for him to mobilize his troops in the future... Who would believe that a commander who retreats in the last minute and leaves his subordinates to escape?"

Concubine Li shook her head slightly: "What I want to say is that Lord Shen may make a comeback in desperate situations and turn defeat into victory."

"Um!?"

When Zhu Houzhao heard this, her eyes widened, obviously very surprised.

In the past few days, Concubine Li was the first to say that Chen Xi would win in front of him. Before, he met Lu Wan, Wang Chang and others, no one dared to say that in front of him.

The Tatars, who claimed to have hundreds of thousands of troops, besieged more than 10,000 soldiers and horses in Chenxi without a retreat. No matter how they looked, they could not have any chance to turn the situation around. So Lu Wan, Wang Shouren and others have been proposing to Zhu Houzhao how to safely withdraw some of the troops and horses of Chenxi to the south bank of Yuxi River and return to Yulin Cangcheng.

As for the saying that Chen Xi won, there has never been any.

Concubine Li said: "Have Your Majesty forgotten Lord Shen's previous record? In a stable battle, Lord Shen doesn't like to fight. Every time Lord Shen wins, he always makes a surprise plan and achieves a brilliant victory under an absolute disadvantage... I believe this time will be no exception."

Seeing that Concubine Li took the initiative to raise the topic and said that Chen Xi could win, so as to comfort Zhu Houzhao, Xiao Taozi quickly said, "Yes, Your Majesty, Lord Shen can be said to be a famous general in the world, and it is not reasonable to judge him!"

"hehe!"

Zhu Houzhao looked back at the two of them, with a helpless smile on her face: "I can understand your thoughts, but there is no need to comfort me with these clumsy reasons. If Mr. Chen can be safe and sound, I will no longer have more extravagant desires! As for winning, let's leave it to the future."

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Emperor Zhengde was depressed because he felt that he had done something wrong and blamed himself.

He may not care about other ministers, but for Chen Xi, Zhu Houzhao, who is the lord of the nineteenth century, was unable to treat life and death calmly.

It is not about Chen Xi's ability, or whether Chen Xi is a famous general, but Chen Xi is his teacher, and even more about his friend, and the person who once guided him. In Zhu Houzhao's mind, Chen Xi's status is greater than that of any minister in the court. When he thought that Chen Xi might be killed by himself, he felt sad from the bottom of his heart.

At the same time, Zhang Yuan, who is related to Chen Xi, is also inquiring about the result of the war.

After Zhang Yuan went to Zhu Houzhao to apologize and returned in vain, he asked Zang Xian to inquire about the news from many sources. He was also afraid that something might happen to Chen Xi, because Zhang Yuan still couldn't give up his feelings for his family in his bones.

"...This kid asked him to cooperate with our family honestly, but what's the result? He insisted on going out to fight the Tartars? There are still people who can come back in a hurry when he arrived on the grassland? Now something is wrong, who else can save you except our family?"

Zhang Yuan seemed to have forgotten who caused Chen Xi to this point. In his mind, he didn't think he had done something wrong, and he felt that everything was caused by Chen Xi.

But even if he thought so, he would not really push Chen Xi to death. He even sent someone to say hello to the local government, so that officials at all levels could pay more attention to Chen Xi's news and give him help as much as possible.

"Dadfather, the situation is not very good now... Lord Shen and the army he led fell into the heavy encirclement of the Tartars, and there is probably no possibility of breaking through. Even if His Majesty issued the imperial order to let Lord Shen escape alone, he would probably be unable to fly!" At this point, Zang Xian looked a little regretful.

Originally, in Zang Xian's opinion, Zhang Yuan would be very excited to know that Chen Xi was about to die, but when he saw Zhang Yuan's face full of sorrow, he couldn't help but be stunned. After thinking about it carefully, he felt sorry for Zhang Yuan... In Zang Xian's eyes, Zhang Yuan had no reason to worry about Chen Xi's safety. There was only one explanation for his performance at this time, that is, Zhang Yuan saw the situation clearly. If Chen Xi was defeated and died, Zhu Houzhao would take his anger on Zhang Yuan, and might even let him be buried with him.

Zhang Yuan asked with a dark face: "There is no more news coming from the three sides? Xie Yuqiao is in Yulin Weicheng. He married all his granddaughters to Shen Zhihou. Do you hope that his granddaughter will be a widow at a young age?"

Zang Xian shook his head and said, "From the current situation, it seems that the three sides have continued the previous order of refusing to send troops. This was issued by Lord Xie in person!"

"This old man is simply inhumane! When he saw Shen Zhihou's talent, he was willing to marry his granddaughter as a concubine in order to win over him. Now he has a dispute with Shen Zhihou, and because of the conflicts between the issue of whether to send troops, he acted like he was not to save him! Is he still a personal one?"

Zhang Yuan scolded him happily, but Zang Xian didn't think this was too melodious.

Zang Xian thought about what happened to Eunuch Zhang? Why did he act like he wanted to get rid of Shen Zhihou so quickly before, but now he seems to be in the same mind as Shen Zhihou?

"It is necessary to keep Shen Zhihou safe and do your best!" Zhang Yuan arranged, "It seems that our family has done something wrong this time. If Shen Zhihou can come back safely, even if we leave Silijian... Our family should indeed pay the price for our mistakes!"

"Father-in-law..."

Zang Xian reminded loudly.

Zhang Yuan waved his hand: "Don't persuade me, please step back. If there is news from Shen Zhihou, you must bring it to me as soon as possible."

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When Chen Xi brought the newly developed Gatling machine gun to the battlefield, the outcome of this war was actually lost.

The only thing to look at is when the Tatars' top leaders will judge the situation and order the withdrawal of troops. However, when the Tatars launched a general attack and Batumonk dispatched and commanded various troops, it was actually difficult for the Tatars to form an effective intelligence sharing. Many soldiers did not know what was happening on the front line. When they really saw the power of the Ming army's new firearms, they would go all in battle and would only find a place to escape in panic. The entire charge line was in chaos.

Batumonk came to a place one mile from the Ming Dynasty's defense line and immediately understood the real power of the Ming army's new firearms. The generals who retreated from the front almost spoke to him in a crying manner.

"...Sweat, it's so terrible, so terrible... The Ming army's weapons in front kept spitting out their flames, almost without pause, like the devil who devoured people... It's so miserable. The bullets shot onto the human body, and holes burst out immediately. Blood shot out like water arrows, and the death was very miserable..."

When Batumonk heard the news, he was full of surprise and thought to himself: "I finally know why Shen Zhihou was so calm and calm, waiting for us to charge like a rabbit. It turned out that he had such a killer move... He did not use it in the first two battles, but it turned out that he was tempting us to launch a raid, and then took out a new firearm to deal with us... So, he had no intention of crossing the river from the beginning, all of this was his conspiracy."

"Khan, it's time to do this, so let's withdraw your troops earlier... There is a death trap ahead, no matter how many people you send, it won't help! You can't lose your troops anymore. Chen Xi is a devil, and even if we try hard, we can't win!"

"Yes, sweat, keep the green mountains here, don't be afraid of the lack of firewood, let's go away!"

"Khan, please withdraw quickly! If you don't withdraw, you will all die..."

None of the generals around Batumonk were willing to continue the war. They were feared from the bottom of their hearts. Even if they did not witness the power of the Gatling machine gun, they only needed to look at the corpses of the tribesmen and war horses that were almost piled up in front of them, and they knew that they would only die in vain when they rushed up.

Batumonk muttered: "Impossible, how could there be such a weapon? Why didn't the Ming army take it out before, and their emperor didn't use this kind of firearm..."

A leader of the Qie Xue army said: "Da Khan, can't you still see it? Chen Xi is a devil with a heart of stone. How could he tell their emperor this secret? Perhaps he was already thinking about bringing such terrifying weapons back to force the palace and sit on the throne. As long as he defeats us, without the threat from the grassland, he can kill their emperor and usurp the throne!"

This statement convinced Batumonk.

The law of the jungle is emphasized on the grassland, and the strong prey on the weak. Whoever has the strength can become the king. Although the blood inheritance of the Golden Family is recognized on the grassland, after the rise of the Oirat, the only one of the Golden Family was left to Batumonk. More tribal leaders wanted to be the khan on the grassland.

"Retreat troops, khan!" Someone was still persuading.

Batumonk looked around and felt that the entire battlefield had become a monotonous black and white picture, with desperate neighing and painful wailing everywhere, and the horses that had lost their master ran around, looking desolate and broken. Dayankhan felt sad in his heart. Everything in front of him made him despair, and he murmured: "Can't all this be an illusion created by Chen Xi, in fact, they are already at the end of their way?"

"boom--"

Just as Batumonk was talking to himself, a flowering bullet fell and exploded not far away, killing and injuring more than a dozen crowded Tatar soldiers.

Batumonk finally didn't care about charging at this time. In fact, no one in the entire Tatar camp tried to rush forward. All the people were avoiding the rain of bullets. Even the Tatar soldiers who were not attacked by Gatling machine guns on both wings of the battlefield were fleeing in a panic.

"There is nothing! God will not protect me from the grassland!"

Batumonk waved his hand with a sad look on his face, "Send the order and withdraw your troops! Go back thirty miles to set up a camp...Follow the long-term plan!"

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The Tatars began to evacuate the battlefield.

But it is not easy for them to escape. The problem is that their cavalry is so crowded that they block their escape route.

The Ming Dynasty had already begun to launch counterattacks with muskets from frontal positions, but only in part. After all, the cavalry in the Chenxi army was less than one-third of the total number. Fortunately, in the previous battles, the war horses in the Chenxi army were basically not damaged, and when counterattacks were needed, the cavalry could play a role.

The cavalry team under Chen Xi, equipped with a new flintlock rifle, has a huge barrel, and the bullets used are basically the same as the large-caliber bullets of the Gatling machine gun. Although the range is poor due to the large diameter and rough manufacturing process, due to the dual-barrel type, it can fire two bullets at a time, and its power is still quite good.

The simplicity of loading ammunition and the maneuverability of the cavalry made the troops invincible on the battlefield. Because the Tatars were afraid of being shot by the Gatling machine gun, they were scrambling to retreat and leave their backs to the Ming army, which also allowed the dragon cavalry to perform the best attack effect.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The Tatars originally thought that they could just withdraw from the range of the Ming army's muskets, but they did not expect that the range of the Gatling machine gun was much longer than they thought. The problem was that Chen Xi did not start shooting as soon as the Tatar cavalry entered the range of the machine gun. This was also to ensure that more Tatar cavalry could be shot and cause chaos in the Tatar army.

When the Tatar army began to send orders to withdraw troops, the already scared Tatar soldiers were basically panicked. The battlefield became a bloody stage for trampling on each other and killing each other. In order to escape, some people even pushed down their companions in front of them, or waved their sabers to cut the injured soldiers blocking the front to the ground.

In the face of life and death, no one will remember the glory of the grassland warriors. They have one idea, that is, to escape from the devil Chenxi, and anyone who blocks their escape will become their enemies.

Even if Shenxi allowed all Gatling machine guns to be installed on movable two-wheeled axles and could push forward, they were no longer as fast as the Tatars riding horses and escaped. The corpses of Tatars and horses piled up in front of them, delaying the progress of the bulky Gatling machine gun.

The Tatars rushed out of the escape obstacle composed of countless companions, and were about to breathe a sigh of relief and then continue to escape. The Tatars who lost their war horses wanted to catch a horse and come back for transportation. Suddenly, there was a change in the Ming army's position.

At the same time, a group of people suddenly rushed out of the Chenxi formation. These people were completely infantry, and they were not holding new firearms, but ordinary sabers or spears. These people were like red-eyed wolves, rushing towards the chaotic formation of the Tatars with a burst of hatred in their hearts, echoing the Ming army's dragon cavalry.

After the Tatars saw the clothes of these people, they felt familiar, that these people were the slave soldiers in their formation who were responsible for rushing to death by landmines, namely the prisoners of Yongshebu's troops two days ago.

After these people joined the battlefield, the Tatar formation became more and more chaotic. These people with unforgettable hatred would snatch their horses and use spears and sabers to slash in the Tatar formation. Originally, the Tatars could easily repel this mob, but now no one is willing to fight and just think about how to escape...

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"Sir, we have won! All the Tartars are withdrawing their troops! No, they are running for life in a hurry!"

When Hu Songyue rode his horse to the center of the defense line and informed Chen Xi of the good news, Chen Xi was still arranging people to clean up some of the bodies piled up in front of him so that the Gatling machine gun could successfully overcome the obstacles and continue to harvest the lives of the fleeing Tartars.

Chen Xi didn't seem to hear it, cursing: "Damn it, I knew this guy was bulky and not very mobile, but I didn't expect it to be so bad... There were so many Tatars in front of him who were like headless flies, but they were almost at a certain range to be able to shoot, which was simply cowardly!"
To be continued...