Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Dawn the next day.

Flying balls flew into the air one by one.

Fang Jifan sat on the flying ball, and he had to admire Zhang Mao's bravery.

This guy was very honest at the beginning, he was extremely cautious before, so many military fortresses outside were attacked by the Tatars, he was unmoved, and he would never give the Tatars a chance, but today...

Three hundred flying balls flew into the sky slowly, and then went straight to the clouds.

The Tatars who were a few miles away obviously saw this situation, and they began to be on guard, but... Fang Jifan obviously had no interest in attacking. To be honest, the flying ball was so scary, and there was such a thing under his feet. The rattan basket, the person is hanging in the air, the only means of life-saving is a bulging leather jacket, and a few leather buckles fixed on the rattan basket, by the way, there is also a quilt.

In other words, in the event of an accident, whether you can save your life depends entirely on God's will.

Fang Jifan was holding on to the rattan basket tightly, while Shen Ao was constantly manipulating the wind wheel.

Yang Biao happily put the rope away.

The rattan basket was a bit heavy, containing five explosive packs and a dozen cans of kerosene.

The Tatars on the ground were obviously a little panicked. They had bad memories of flying balls.

At this time, the closed door of Datong opened, and first countless cavalry rushed out. They chased the flying ball, divided into two wings, and began to gather.

Then, there are a large number of convoys, and a large number of rolling logs are loaded in the cars. These logs have a tenon and groove in the middle, and other logs also have tenons. In this way, in case of emergency, the logs can be loaded immediately Together, set up a rejection horse one by one.

The mighty infantry, the front of the convoy, the sword players behind, and after that, the spearmen and the mighty battalion of firecrackers.

Afterwards, the new cannon was pulled out with difficulty by men and horses.

Zhang Mao came out on horseback and was surrounded by many generals and personal soldiers. Zhang Mao seemed a little nervous. It was rare for the Ming Dynasty to go directly to battle and have a decisive battle with the Tatars in the field.

Especially after the change of civil fortresses, most of them were huddled in the pass.

For him, it's an adventure.

An army of 70,000 to 80,000 came out in full force.

As soon as they dispatched troops, the gate behind them was immediately closed.

Zhang Mao ordered: "Go forward!"

The orderly soldier on the side waved the command flag, and began to wander around rattling, giving orders.

The two wings of the Ming army began to spread, and under the left and right guards of the cavalry, they marched forward.

Countless soldiers breathed white air, and looked extremely nervous. Many of them stepped out of the pass for the first time, and they saw in the distance, the Tatars' cavalry, like hungry wolves, staring at them closely, as if they were about to attack at any time. He jumped up and bit their throats.

The flying ball in the sky gave them some courage, but this courage is limited after all.

The army headed north all the way for several miles.

The Tatars seemed hesitant, and their rangers kept a distance, constantly observing nearby.

Occasionally, groups of Daming's cavalry charged towards the lone cavalry, and they immediately pulled their horses away.

This endless wilderness was full of voices, but the Tatars showed amazing restraint.

The Ming army moved forward, and they began to retreat slowly. Although this process showed doubts, but... it was still extremely fast.

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Yanda Khan was hesitant at this moment.

The Ming army attacked.

The timing couldn't have been better.

To some extent, Yanda Khan had no choice but to go south this time, and he couldn't live on.

If you don't grab something, you will really starve to death in winter.

But...he is well aware of the horror of the flying ball, and the kerosene can has brought too many terrible psychological shadows to the Tatars.

It's just that he is now daring to attack the city rashly, because if he wants to concentrate his forces to attack the city, he will definitely be attacked by that damned kerosene tank. In front of him is a towering wall with kerosene on top, and the loss must be huge.

But the question is, have you been sitting here waiting to die?

If you don't attack Datong, and don't loot something to go back, what will you do with your life?

He looked extremely anxious, but like Zhang Mao, he seemed extremely patient.

It's like a match between masters, although they keep testing each other, they never show their flaws to each other.

only……

The Ming army left the city.

Many Tatars cheered.

But Yanda Khan frowned even tighter.

Ming Jun crazy?

impossible!

The only possibility is that the other party has something to rely on.

hit?

If they don't fight, once this golden opportunity is missed, this trip will be in vain. If the Ming army continues to fortify the wall and clear the field, if it continues like this, when winter comes, everything will be over.

But if you hit it, the flying ball in the sky...

A group of leaders surrounded Yanda Khan.

These days, they have been suffocated.

Everyone was chattering, but they all hoped to fight it out.

Seeing that the Great Khan hesitated, everyone couldn't help being discouraged.

"If the Ming army doesn't fight against them, why should we go south? Why don't we go home and herd sheep?"

"The Great Khan is a blessing from the Longevity God. The flying ball is certainly powerful, but last time, our place

I suffered a loss because our tents were easy to catch fire, and it was night, and the soldiers were frightened. What's so great about this fire jar? As long as we brave the flames and rush over to defeat this Ming army, Datong will be regarded as won. If we can enter the customs, it will be like entering a land of no one... At that time, there were plenty of women and food..."

Yan Dahan's face was cloudy and uncertain: "The oil tank...is indeed terrifying, but...just...what if the Ming army was not defeated in a hurry?"

He was worried.

"Great Khan, don't worry, the Ming army dares to fight us in the field, we have nothing to fear, if we withdraw again, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

A gleam of coldness flashed across Yanda Khan's eyes.

That's right, in the desert, the high-ranking ones are the brave ones.

I ruled the desert, which made me a Great Khan blessed by the Immortals in the eyes of the Tatars. If they dared not fight against the Ming army, how would the tribesmen think of themselves.

He gritted his teeth: "A mere kerosene, it is true that in the daytime, at most it will cause some casualties, it is not enough to cause trouble, gather troops and horses..."

woo woo woo...

Horn again and again.

Countless Tatars began to gather.

This black cavalry army is almost all the strength of the Tatars.

The Tatars who had been scattered in this area for dozens of miles before obeyed the call, and began to gather together like a snowball.

In the end, the snowball got bigger and bigger and denser.

In front, the Ming army had already begun to set up chariot formations and reject horses.

The only way to break through the Ming army's chariot formation is to attack it in a dense formation, otherwise, the scattered cavalry is almost no different from delivering food.

This is why Yanda Khan is worried.

Because of the intensive charge, it happened to give the fire oil tank an opportunity.

But for this sake, even if there were huge casualties, the Ming army was right in front of him, and Yanda Khan had to fight to the death.

This is all my capital. If I lose all this capital, there will be no ten or twenty years, and it will be impossible to gather such a large number of cavalry in the desert.

He took a deep breath.

It was noon.

The Ming army's car formation has already been arranged.

Zhang Mao rode a horse and led his soldiers to the rear of the chariot formation.

He yelled: "The Chinese army is the backbone, follow me!"

A roar.

Countless soldiers surrounded Zhang Mao to the shield behind the convoy.

This was the position where the Tatars attacked most violently.

It is also the easiest to break through by the Tatars.

As the coach, Zhang Mao should not have come here, but Zhang Mao knew better than anyone else that the attack of the Tatar cavalry was really terrible.

Once the ordinary soldiers were torn out by the Tatars here, the entire chariot formation would be defeated in an instant.

And I am here in person because the soldiers protecting the commander are almost all the elite of the Ming army.

Wherever you are, your personal soldiers will be there. Bringing these personal soldiers to fight to the death here can also inspire the three armies.

"Hang up Lao Tzu's banner and pass on the order, and those who take a step back will be killed!"

He shouted, and looked back at the generals: "Today's battle is about the dangers of countless soldiers and civilians within the closed wall, and it is even more related to the safety of the capital. If I die, the deputy will go up and tell Everyone, the gate of Datong has been closed. We have no way out, the old man has no way out, and neither have you. Either you were slaughtered by the Tatars, or you killed the Tatars and made contributions. Among you, there are quite a few of you, father and grandfather Let's follow the old brothers of the old man's father and grandfather. Back then, our father and grandfather were together, fought side by side, and lived and died together. Today, the old man and you are the same. I hope you are all alive, but...even if you live, then It should also be an aboveboard job, a job with a straight chest. It should not be a life of mediocrity and shame the ancestors! Everyone, cherish it and encourage each other!"

The generals were silent.

In fact, at first, many people complained about Zhang Mao leaving the city.

The Ming army went out of the city, and the risk was too great.

But now, they all took a deep look at Zhang Mao.

The generals who were invincible at the time have long since passed away, and the remaining descendants, some unworthy, some greedy for power, and more people have long been mediocre.

They still occupy a high position.

But now, today, it seems that the heroic spirits of the ancestors are attached to them at this moment.

They don't have any complaints anymore, they are all here, what else can they do, let's fight.

"Obey!"

Everyone should be here, and each lead their own troops into their own chariot formation.

One by one, the military orders were continuously conveyed among the vehicles.

Tens of thousands of Ming troops huddled among the chariots, making final preparations.

Zhang Mao has led the team to the front of the car formation, and the flag is flying high. He draws out the long knife of his late father Zhang Fu, and carefully strokes the edge of the knife with his hand. Looking up at the sky, countless flying balls are floating .

"Fang Jifan... look at you kid, don't hurt me."

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