Chapter 618: The Tumu Fortress Incident

"Master Zhiyuan, let's retreat."

The speaker was his Han staff.

In fact, it was not only the Han people who were being assimilated to the Han people, but also the Tatars.

The Yuan court that moved north was in a process of being assimilated to the Han people, but was restricted by the current situation on the grassland and had to be assimilated to the Han people again.

Ala Zhiyuan frowned, but said nothing. In fact, he was also thinking of retreating in his heart. After all, these enemies were not easy to deal with at first glance. Even if he could win, it would be a miserable victory. If his people suffered too much loss, it would be a problem whether he could keep his current status.

Seeing that Alazhiyuan did not respond, the staff was relieved and said seriously: "Master Zhiyuan, the enemy is well-armored and well-formed, and is definitely not a mediocre hand. I know that Changshengtian's warriors are no less than others, but the task assigned to us by the Grand Tutor is to block the Ming country's food supply. If we lose too many people in the battle with these Semu and Hu people, it will be bad for the Grand Tutor's master."

Alazhiyuan frowned and said: "Since it is to block the food supply, if we let these people go, how should I explain to the Grand Tutor?"

The staff said seriously: "A mere batch of baggage carts is enough for the trapped more than 100,000 Ming troops to eat a few meals. If we lose soldiers and generals in order to block this team of baggage carts, and fail to fulfill the important task entrusted by the Grand Tutor to block the food supply, wouldn't it be a betrayal of the Grand Tutor's trust in you?"

Alazhiyuan was about to go down the stairs and lead his troops to retreat, when he saw the general opposite wearing a golden mask and helmet, raising one arm and waving forward.

"Huh!"

The armored cavalrymen with two rows of feathers standing on the hillside behind him rushed down like a tidal wave, and their target was obviously the troops under his command who were originally besieging the Ming army's grain team.

"Arrogant!"

Ala Zhiyuan was shocked and angry. These Semu and Hu people dared to rush at them with inferior numbers without even saying hello, and did not take them seriously at all.

The staff's face was full of astonishment.

Ala Zhiyuan glanced at him coldly and ordered: "Don't fight the enemy head-on, wait for the rest of the troops to gather!"

At the moment, there were only more than 2,000 personal guards and more than 2,000 people who originally besieged the grain team gathered around Ala Zhiyuan. The rest were scattered to plunder and did not gather together. It would take a long time to gather them together.

The Tatars quickly showed the best tactics of the Tatar cavalry, with lightly armed archers roaming on both wings, constantly shooting with horse bows, harassing the charging envoys, and the elite soldiers equipped with iron armor lined up in the rear, waiting for the momentum of the envoys' cavalry to weaken, or for the harassment of the archers to make the formation scattered, and then charging again.

Arrows rained down, hitting the envoys' cavalry, and most of them were bounced off.

However, there was only a melodious wolf howl.

A bone arrowhead hit Hans's chest armor with a clang, and it easily pierced through it, and the remaining force supported it to pierce his flesh. Hans only felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if a bloodthirsty giant wolf was gnawing at his chest flesh. Even with his strong wolf body, he still felt that this arrow almost took away most of his life.

Looking up, Alazhiyuan, who was standing on the hillside with his bow and arrow, showed a trace of surprise on his face: "The armor of this Semu Zahu is so hard that even the magic arrows carved from white wolf teeth can't kill them!"

White wolves are giant wolves on the grassland that have become monsters. They can control the smelly wind and come and go without a trace. They are the most difficult to catch. Their teeth are sharp and can penetrate everything. After being infused with divine power by shamans, they are precious treasures for sniping enemy generals on the battlefield.

Facing the rain of arrows from the Tatars, people in the winged cavalry kept falling to the ground and falling off their horses, but most of them were still like the wind, and they crashed into the enemy group fiercely in the unbelievable eyes of the Tatar light cavalry.

In an instant, people and horses fell and screamed continuously.

If the winged cavalry were just sharp spears, the monastic cavalry and the imperial knights who followed them would be swung hammers, and the armored archers and iron pagodas on both wings would be tanks that crushed everything.

Next, it was simply a massacre.

Most of the Tatar cavalry's weapons couldn't even penetrate the armor of the cavalry of the envoys.

According to this trend, the light cavalry that Alazhiyuan sent out to harass the enemy and delay the cavalry's offensive pace would be eaten up in no time.

Alazhiyuan's eyes widened and he roared. A giant wolf shadow vaguely appeared behind him. He bent his bow and aimed at the golden-faced general who was charging in the crowd.

The golden-armored general obviously knew the killing intent from him. The cold mask was facing him, and then he raised one arm high. In his hand, infinite golden light condensed into a golden holy spear.

At this time, the two of them unexpectedly had a premonition that they were locked by each other and could not escape no matter how they avoided.

"Holy."

Losa groaned softly, and the magic power in his body was quickly injected into it. With his current mental power, he no longer needed to spend most of his strength to cast the holy spear once, and the power was even stronger than before.

The Holy Spear and the arrow shot by Alazhiyuan flew out of their hands almost at the same time, making a sharp explosion and hitting both sides at the same time.

Lothar did not dodge, and the Holy Cross Plate Armor was hit by the arrow. An unreal wolf head roared and rushed into his body, and then there was nothing else - the Stone Talent was activated, and this attack did not hurt Lothar at all.

The opposite Alazhiyuan was not so lucky.

His chest was pierced by the holy spear, and the golden holy light ignited him into a torch. A ferocious and roaring giant wolf could be seen faintly, howling miserably in the holy flame.

The holy flame spread rapidly.

The familiar people gathered around Alazhiyuan, including the Han staff, were engulfed by the flames and screamed miserably.

After the blessing of the flame characteristics of his dragon blood, the holy flame displayed by Lothar was far inferior to Jeanna in terms of breaking evil, but his holy flame was hotter and could even burn the enemy's soul like the breath of a ghost dragon.

Lothar shouted: "The enemy will surrender, who dares to fight me!"

Such a big commotion had long made the people of Alazhiyuan's army uneasy. The personal guard cavalry in the rear was still preparing for the attack. The most elite fighting force in Alazhiyuan's army had not yet been dispatched, but they found that the battle in front was already a landslide.

Their leader, who was an unparalleled archer, had ended up with nothing left. They had no will to fight anymore and retreated.

As the saying goes, don't chase a desperate enemy.

But in fact, once an army loses its organization, even the most elite ones can be slaughtered like a flock of sheep, not to mention the general Lothar, who has a double aura of fear, leading the charge.

Occasionally, there were a few difficult enemies, but they were also taken over and killed by him, Veneto, Charles and others.

…

Not long after in Tumubao.

Taishi Yesen sat on the tall horse bought from Timurid Khanate in Central Asia.

He looked at the messy Ming army camp, and his eyes were full of murderous light.

The Ming army was retreating!

He believed it!

The eunuch named Wang Zhen and his master really believed it!

The stupid emperor of the Ming Dynasty was really preparing to move his troops to retreat and came out of the turtle shell.

He bent over with laughter.

In the past, he went to meet Zhu Qizhen and was canonized as the so-called "King Jingshun".

At that time, Zhu Qizhen sat high on his throne, showing the majesty of the emperor of the Celestial Empire. He never even looked at him. Who would have thought that this seemingly majestic emperor was actually a drunkard wrapped in gold and jade!

At present, the offensive and defensive situation is different.

"Pass my order, all the troops, prepare to charge and capture the emperor of the Ming Dynasty alive!"

I saw that the orders were passed down layer by layer, and the elite armored cavalry surrounding him, the nomadic light cavalry on the outer layer, and the recruited people without mounts on the outermost layer, like a slow-moving giant beast, slowly deployed the formation.

"Grandmaster, urgent military information!"

A scout shouted loudly and galloped over.

"Grandmaster, Ah... the right wing led by Alazhiyuan was completely wiped out!"

"What!"

Yesen's face showed visible astonishment.

Alazhiyuan came from the right wing of the Oirat tribe and ruled the Otokes of the right wing of the Oirat tribe. If he had not become a Khan in name only, he might not care about the destruction of the Alazhiyuan tribe. After all, they were not his direct descendants, and their death would weaken his competitors.

But now, he is in a war with the Ming Dynasty.

He is not only the leader of his own Choros tribe, but also the real ruler of the entire Oirat Tatar regime. The Alazhiyuan tribe is more reliable than Toghtobuha and the vassal troops recruited from the Jurchens and the three guards of Doyan.

He widened his eyes and grabbed the scout's collar: "The Ming cavalry is weak, and there are many infantry. Even if they win, how can they defeat the more than 10,000 cavalry under Alazhiyuan?"

These days, good news has been coming in frequently.

Yesen originally thought that the elite army that chased the enemy and swept the country was gone forever.

The scout said with a sad face: "The enemy's cavalry is fierce, and the enemy general has extremely terrifying divine power. He burned the Zhiyuan Lord to ashes with just a wave of his hand."

"Where is the enemy now?"

Yesen was anxious.

The scout said hurriedly: "The enemy is marching from the south at a very fast speed, and we are only 20 to 30 miles away."

Yesen couldn't help but frown.

An elite Ming army that can eat up the Ala Zhiyuan tribe is still cavalry, which makes Yesen a little hesitant. Once he is attacked by this cavalry from the flank and back when attacking the Ming army, he may be defeated.

And now, the Ming army is moving, and the already exhausted and hungry Ming army is in great chaos. It is the most favorable time for the Tatar army to attack. This is a good opportunity given by Changshengtian, how can it be missed?

"Let Boluo lead his people to stop this enemy cavalry no matter how much it costs!"

Choruo Luo Boluo is Yesen's younger brother. After being infused with totem power by the Changshengtian Shaman, he has the courage of thousands of men and is known as the first warrior of the grassland. He once tore a black dragon from the Far North alive with his bare hands.

When the three guards of Doyan were subdued before, it was Boluo who personally took action, killed the commander of Doyan Guards, Nairbuhua, plundered his people, and greatly increased his strength.

Even if the enemy really has an elite cavalry, he believes that Boluo can defeat the enemy cavalry, and at worst, he can stop it.

The opportunity for war is fleeting, and no one knows whether the Ming army really wants to evacuate or wants to find a place with water to set up camp again. Once the Ming army stands firm, there will be more variables when fighting again.

The Ming Dynasty claimed to have an army of three million. Even if the emperor was stupid and incompetent, and the army was seriously short of manpower, if the army was halved, it would still be one and a half million. This terrifying number was enough to strike fear into any country in the world.