Volume 1: The Wind Rises in Tumubao Chapter 20 Annihilation
This was the last gift Zhu Qizhen left to the Oirat people. All the gunpowder was mixed with a large amount of gravel and buried in the center of the camp.
Because the wire was too long and there was a fear of accidents or sabotage when igniting the fire, a series of small pits were buried, one after another, until the largest gunpowder pit in the center of the camp was detonated.
The power of more than 200 kilograms of black gunpowder should not be underestimated.
At this time, the Oirat people had just rushed into the Ming army camp and all swarmed together. They felt the ground beneath their feet shaking violently, and then they were engulfed in smoke and fire.
This explosion can only be described as a disaster.
For the Ming army, the battle had just begun.
"Soldiers, follow me to kill the enemy!"
Zhu Qizhen raised the sword in his hand again and pointed it forward. The Ming army rushed towards the Wala army like a tiger out of a cage, roaring.
At the same time, a large group of cavalry suddenly emerged from the woods on both sides of the hillside. It was the 3,000-strong battalion that the Ming army had just formed.
These cavalrymen did not rush directly into the camp, but blocked the direction of the Oirat people's retreat.
This is Zhu Qizhen's instruction. If we don't want to fight, then don't fight. But if we are going to fight, we must fight to the death. Everyone who comes today will be killed . No one will be able to go back alive!
Either you kill me or I kill you, there is no third option.
At this time, the Oirat people were completely in chaos, and even if there were a few who remained sober, it was of no avail.
The Ming army came with anger, like a rolling knife into the snow, and instantly defeated the chaotic Wala army.
The whole process was like a storm and thunder. After just a moment, the hunt was over.
Everywhere you look, there are corpses everywhere and rivers of blood. It is like hell on earth.
Zhu Qizhen's face and body were covered in blood, and his hands holding the sword were shaking slightly.
A gust of wind blew bloody air into his mouth and nose. He could no longer hold it in and squatted on the ground to vomit.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
Fan Zhong carefully patted Zhu Qizhen on the back. He was a rough man and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Zhang Fu and others also came over, their eyes full of concern.
"Your Majesty, are you... okay?"
Zhu Qizhen stood up and said with a self-deprecating smile: "I am sorry to have embarrassed you all!"
"Your Majesty, what are you talking about?" Zhang Fu stepped forward to smooth things over. "When I first went to the battlefield, I almost peed my pants."
Chen Huai and others also said: "Your Majesty personally went into battle to kill the enemy. We admire you very much!"
Zhu Qizhen knew that these people were giving him face. If a new recruit had vomited like this, he would probably be despised!
"emperor!"
Yuan Bin hurried over and said, "Boyan has led the main force and has already reached a position about 200 steps down the hillside. There are roughly more than 30,000 people."
Zhu Qizhen wiped his chin and ordered: "Fan Zhong, take the big banner!"
After saying this, he grabbed a warhorse, jumped on it, and slowly walked out of the camp gate.
Behind him, followed by Zhang Fu and other generals, Fan Zhong personally carried the big banner. The wind blew, and the dragon pattern on the flag swayed with it, as if it came alive.
The emperor and his ministers walked out of the camp and stood on the hillside, watching Boyan crossing the river from afar.
All the soldiers followed the emperor without waiting for orders and were ready for battle.
Even though they had just experienced a tough battle and the Shenji Camp had run out of gunpowder, no one had the idea of retreating. In the minds of the soldiers, as long as they followed the emperor, it didn't matter if it was Boyan or Yesen, they could fight anyone!
On the other side, Boyan had already stopped, not knowing whether he should continue moving forward.
The huge explosion frightened him, and when he saw the Ming army's flag raised again, he knew that Ala had been defeated.
Ten thousand cavalrymen, no one survived!
The two sides were one on the hill and the other at the foot of the mountain, about two hundred steps apart, and they just stared at each other silently.
After a long time, Boyan closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and ordered: "Retreat!"
Immediately afterwards, 30,000 Wala cavalry turned their horses around and crossed the river back.
Seeing the other side withdraw their troops, Zhang Fu and others finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"How does Your Majesty know that Boyan will not dare to attack?"
Zhu Qizhen shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Zhang Fu was immediately confused and asked, "If you don't know, then why..."
In order to defeat Ala, the Ming army has already given its all. If Bayan takes the opportunity to launch a second wave of offensive, the soldiers will have no choice but to fight for their lives.
Zhu Qizhen jumped off his horse and said something that made people devastated.
"I bet he doesn't dare!"
Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Chen Ying said with lingering fear: "But we have already detonated all the gunpowder..."
Zhu Qizhen tilted his head and asked, "Without gunpowder, there will be no war?"
"But, but..."
Chen Ying was speechless for a moment. These victories were won with firearms. Nowadays, everyone has become dependent on firearms. If there were no firearms, this war would not have been fought...
"No problem. Pass the order down. Retreat five miles and set up camp again!"
The Wala cavalry would scout the periphery at any time. If they found that the enemy had a tendency to retreat, Bayan would definitely chase them without hesitation.
In that case, I will find a place to set up camp again and wait for you for the decisive battle.
If you dare to come, I will fight!
Boyan had just returned to the camp when someone came to report.
"General, the Ming army has sent a messenger to see you."
Boyan raised his head suddenly and asked, "Ming army messengers? How many people are here?"
"On a!"
Boyan looked very surprised. He thought for a moment and then said, "Let him in!"
"General, do you want to tie him up?"
"No need!" Boyan shook his head and said, "This man dared to come here alone, which shows that he is courageous. Don't make things difficult for him."
"yes!"
There has been a rule since ancient times that when two countries are at war, they do not kill envoys .
Now that he couldn't gain any advantage on the front battlefield, he made things difficult for an envoy, which made him look petty.
Soon, a tall man in a black robe with fish patterns walked into the tent.
"Ha Ming, a member of the Imperial Guard, from the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, has come to pass on a message to General Boyan!"
Boyan stood up, looked him up and down, and immediately understood why the Ming emperor would send this person.
Even among the Mongols, Boyan was considered tall and mighty, with a height of 1.9 meters, broad shoulders and a strong waist. Ordinary people would feel three points shorter in aura at a glance. They would not have expected that when standing in front of this man, they would not be able to show any advantage at all.
This man is also 1.9 meters tall, equally tall and mighty, and even the aura he exudes is no less impressive.
If this person was a Mongolian, perhaps the two of them could become close friends.
Boyan suddenly realized something and asked, "As far as I remember, there is no Han Chinese with the surname Ha. Could it be that you are Mongolian?"
Ha Ming was straightforward and replied with a fist: "General, you are right, I am a Mongolian!"
