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725 Who will you hit if you don't hit?

The grassland in deep winter is without the obstacles of mountains. The cold wind blowing from the Arctic roars and rages the world, driving away all living things on the grassland.

However, in such cold weather, there was a cavalry, with about 3,000 people marching. The head was a big banner with the word "Cao" written on it, which made a sound in the cold wind, fearlessly thrilling the biting cold wind.

In front of the team, a Ming army soldier, carrying the cold wind, reported loudly to the Ming general under the character "Cao": "Master, not far ahead is the place where the Urat tribe spends winter."

This Ming army soldier is Kong Youde of the Dongjiang Army. He has been recuperating from the Korqin tribe before, so he has some understanding of the general scope of the Mongolian tribes. This time, in order to punish the Mongolian tribes that had formed an alliance with Jianlu, he was used as a guide to lead the Guanning cavalry to attack.

The chief general of this Guanning cavalry was Cao Wenzhao. When he heard this, he immediately became energetic, and with cold wind on his back, he turned to his personal guards and ordered: "If you send the order, all the soldiers will cheer up the general. Next, you will likely encounter the patrol and probing horses of the Urat tribe. Our army must move quickly, remember, kill any rebel!"

His operation this time was a targeted operation. The Urat tribe sent the most troops, and his tribe left almost no elite troops. For such iron-clad Jianlu, even if the emperor issued an order, Cao Wenzhao would not let them go. After all, the chief general in Gaizhou was his promising nephew, and he dared to take the elite tribes to attack. If he really didn't hit you, who would you!

Marching in such a cold and cold wind, the Ming soldiers, who were originally a little numb to the point of being frozen, suddenly became energetic when they heard the orders passed down by the generals, and it seemed that the cold wind was not that cold.

Kong Youde's words were indeed not wrong. Not long after, he encountered the patrol of the Urat tribe. There were only three or four people. They did not expect that the Ming army would appear here in such cold weather, all of whom were hiding from the cold wind. When they discovered the Ming army, they were already in front of them.

Suddenly, they were so scared that they ran away and rushed to report the news. Cao Wenzhao looked at the terrain and confirmed that these Urat patrol patrols should have been to their camp. He couldn't help but laugh at himself: they didn't lead the enemy out of the first time, but went to the camp where they sheltered from the wind. From this, it can be seen that the Urat tribe's left behind were indeed not elite.

The cavalry was running, and the sound of iron hooves was weakened a lot with the howling cold wind. The patrol had only time to escape back to the camp. Before the Urat tribe could react, Cao Wenzhao guided the cavalry's iron hooves stepped into the Urat tribe's camp.

The Urats who came out of the yurt were panicked, some wanted to resist, some surrender, some returned to the yurt to hide, some fled in scattered, and some became a mess.

The Guanning Cavalry was ruthless. No matter who the other party was, as long as they tried to resist or if they were likely to resist, they would be killed. Soon, many people died in the camps of the Urat tribe.

About half an hour later, the one-sided massacre was over. Only half of the remaining Urats were arrived. All were ordered to enter the sheep pen. Then some of them were asked to cook cattle and slaughter sheep. All the Ming soldiers ate large pieces of meat and big bowls of soup. In the cold winter, they had a happy meal.

The Urats who were trembling together looked at all this, their hearts were bleeding. These cattle and sheep were the ones they depended on for their lives in the beginning of next spring. They were reluctant to eat this winter, but these Ming soldiers ate so happily!

However, more than that, after the Ming army had enough food and drink, they actually killed all the cattle and sheep and put them on a cart for every Mongolian family. Before leaving, Cao Wenzhao announced loudly to the Urat tribe: "Your tribe helped the evildoers last year, ravaged the capital of our Ming Dynasty, killed the people of our Ming Dynasty, and robbed my Ming Dynasty's property. Before, General Wu destroyed his clan, and those who left a letter to offend my Ming Dynasty would be punished even if they were far away! But your tribe still did not repent and sent troops to help Jianhu. This is retribution! But you did not resist just now, so I will spare you. If you help the evildoers, you will destroy the clan!"

After saying that, regardless of whether these Urats could understand or react, they ordered the withdrawal of their troops. Before leaving, they burned all the yurts with a torch, leaving nothing for them.

Turning his head to look at the desperate Urat tribe, Kong Youde was a little puzzled and asked Cao Wenzhao: "Master, you left nothing for them. What's the difference between this and killing them?"

"Of course there is a difference!" Cao Wenzhao looked at the long cart in the team, full of meat, and replied with a smile, "This shows that our Ming army is not killing innocent people indiscriminately. After the escaped people return and see, they will worry about how these people survive. No matter what they do, they will spread this matter quickly throughout the grassland and will also spread to the Gaizhou tribe as quickly as possible. Doing this will make them feel more troubled and terrified than killing them all!"

"The Grand Marshal is wise!" Kong Youde nodded suddenly when he heard this. As for his sympathy for these Urats, haha, no one will. It is not that they are all cold-blooded, but in this world, they are enemies of the Ming Dynasty, and the crimes they committed are also too many, for tooth to teeth and blood to blood. It is not too normal!

Cao Wenzhao listened to his flattery and turned to look at him and said, "There is still plenty of time. Our army went to fight against the grassland and pacified the Urat tribe. It did not spread throughout the grassland so quickly. According to the order of the Master, we can attack another tribe. Look at this nearby. According to previous news, which tribe sent more troops and was closer, let's go again!"

The battles in the Urat tribe are almost impossible to count as battles, but the harvest is also great. At least the long convoy in front of me is full of beef and mutton. If you can have such great benefits in war, even if the elder of the cabinet has no orders, he will be willing to fight him for a few more battles.

After hearing this, Kong Youde thought about it for a moment and took Cao Wenzhao to attack the enemy again.

At the same time, outside Haizhou City, all the troops here have gathered. The slave chief Huang Taiji stood on the top of the city, looking at the dense army, facing the cold wind, and shouted: "The Ming army dared to occupy the city of our Qing Dynasty without running away! We will definitely bear the thunder and anger of our Qing Dynasty. I announced that we will break through Gaizhou and seal the sword in three days. Nothing has to be handed over!"

His bunch of personal guards spread his words from afar. Whether it was the Jianlu or the Mongolian tribe's army, they were all excited after hearing his words.

Seeing that morale was available, Huang Taiji waved his hand and announced loudly: "Salvation flag set off!"

Thanks to the ancient thunder god Yang Yongxin for his reward!
Chapter completed!
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