Bartel looked back at his back and found that no one could give him the advice to let these bastards kill people. It would be a problem to expect them to use their brains to make things difficult for them!

After looking at the Tatars who turned around and ran away, Bater simply ordered: "Morigen! Take your men to chase these Tatars and see what they are doing! If there is any problem, withdraw directly and don't be allowed to fight!"

Morigen took his ten thousand cavalry with him. The remaining 40,000 cavalry, which was supplemented by Bushitu Khan and Zhuoliktu Khan, stopped quietly behind Batel, waiting for Batel's next order.

But Bartel obviously had no intention of giving orders again, and just waited quietly, without even the intention of dividing troops to support the middle army.

After following Emperor Chongzhen for a long time, Bater recognized a truth in his heart as long as Tian Khan thought, the Tatars on the opposite side would soon die!

However, Emperor Chongzhen had no idea what he thought of, but just looked around with a book, as if there was no big battle in front of him, but he took his wives and wives out for a trip.

After yawning, Emperor Chongzhen ordered: "Cheng'en, go and tell Duke Cheng, kill the Tatars in front of him, and then have supper!"

Wang Chengen bowed and responded. After coming down from the huge imperial chariot, he found Zhu Chunchen and bowed with a smile: "Master, Your Majesty said that you will destroy the Tatars in front of you and have supper!"

Four words suddenly popped up in Zhu Chunchen's mind: Destroy this court food!

Now the time is not right, and it is even more nonsense to say that breakfast is going to be a big deal, but killing the enemy and having supper is very appropriate!

Zhu Chunchen bowed to Wang Chengen and smiled and said, "Please reply to Your Majesty on your behalf. Within two hours, you will definitely slap these barbarians in front of you!"

Wang Chengen nodded, nodded, and smiled, "Then will our family reply to His Majesty?"

Zhu Chunchen bowed and said, "It's a blessing for the prince."

Wang Chengen left with a smile. Zhu Chunchen looked at Zhang Zhiji next to him and said with a smile: "How is it? Do you have confidence?"

Zhang Zhiji sneered: "There is no difference between this Tartar and the Tartars at the Tumu Fort, but my Ming Dynasty is not the Ming Dynasty at the Tumu Fort! Don't worry, Mr. Cheng, Mr. Zhang must have stepped on the barbarians in front of him within an hour!"

Zhu Chunchen said solemnly: "I give you two hours, but you said it only takes one hour? You know, the military order is like a mountain. Once the order is officially issued, it will be too late to regret it!"

Zhang Zhiji sneered: "One hour is enough!"

Zhu Chunchen said: "Okay! I will follow you!"

After Zhang Zhiji took the order, he went to prepare for the army, but Zhu Chunchen sighed.

Zhang Dingguo asked curiously: "Why did the prince sigh?"

Zhu Chunchen's face forced a smile, but he was bitter no matter how he looked at it: "My ancestors, the second generation of Duke Cheng Guo, Zhu Huiyong, and the first generation of Duke Zhang Huifu, both died in Tumubao.

Speaking of which, I am like Mr. Zhang, Zhang, and they have an irreconcilable hatred with these Tatars."

Zhang Ding Guodao: "Mr., wasn't the battle of Tumu Fort fighting against the Oirats?"

Zhu Chunchen said with a dark face: "What is the difference between the Oirats and the Tatars? Today is called Tatars and tomorrow is called Oirats. These barbarians are doing it every day, and they are all the same thing!"

Damn, I just praised this boy named Zhang Dingguo for having a future, but now it seems that that's the case!

I have a good temper. I will explain to you a few more words to you because of the attention of His Majesty the Emperor. When you face Emperor Chongzhen in the future, you will know what a real shamelessness means!

When Zhu Chunchen was dark, Zhang Dingguo knew that he had said the wrong thing. He immediately smiled and said, "What the master said is that these barbarians are all in the same group, and in any case, they won't wrongly accuse anyone."

Zhu Chunchen said it was impossible to say.

You just say it, why don’t you wronged anyone? If it weren’t for the sake of His Majesty the Emperor, I would let you know what wronged is now!

After cursing in his heart a few times, Zhu Chunchen turned his attention to the battlefield.

Zhang Zhiji had already rode his horse to the front of the formation, and after whispering a few instructions, he looked up at the Tatar army formation opposite.

Two hundred years, two hundred years, these damn Tartars of the Ming Dynasty finally face to face again.

But unlike the Battle of Tumu Fort, this time it was the Ming Dynasty's turn to press these damn Tatars to the ground and rub them!

The shield player at the front began to move slowly forward, and the spearman, the musketeer and the jumping soldiers followed one by one, and the last artillery battalion was sorting out artillery ammunition in different steps, and moving forward with the soldiers in front.

The Tatar's central army, Mosbatur stared at the Ming army's central army formation slowly moving towards him, and his tone of speech trembled: "Where is the left army? Who can tell Ben Khan where the left army is going!"

Mosbatur could vaguely see some of the smoke and dust raised by the army on the right just now through the telescope, but the army on the left was strangely calm, and even a scene that made everyone unbelievable happened.

Barthborot saw all this, and after hearing Mosbatul's voice, Barthborot said in a deep voice: "I'm afraid that Batumuk was already..."

Mosbatuer was a little broken. He believed so much in Batumuk and deliberately allocated 50,000 yuan of elite troops in the army to him and asked him to take charge of both wings. What is the result now?

After calming down, Mosbatur turned his attention to Balsborot and asked, "What do you think about this situation now?"

Barsborot said in a deep voice: "In this situation, there are only two ways to choose, or there is only one way to choose."

After calming down and taking a few deep breaths, Balsborot said, "In fact, there is no good choice at all.

If we suppress all our assets and launch a surprise attack while the Ming army is not yet firmly established, it may also cause severe damage to the Ming army.

But looking at the Ming army in front of us, they are not the mobs we have seen in the past. It is impossible for such elite troops to be without any defense!"

Mosbatul said coldly: "That means, we only have one way to retreat?"

Barsborot said: "Almost, the best way now is to take all the elite soldiers out of here, leave everything to the Ming army, let them slaughter and let them occupy it!

As for us, we can take the path that the Huns and Turks have taken and the Western Expedition!

As for the lack of logistics and supplies that Khan was worried about, it was actually no big deal.

As long as we have these string control men in our hands, it will be fine if we want to destroy a few unprepared tribes and small countries in the Western Regions. At that time, we will have them both supply and population."

Licking his thirsty lips, Barsborot continued: "And, if we leave here with the elite soldiers, our greatest advantage is speed.

Compared with the herdsmen behind, as well as cattle and sheep, the only difference is not a little bit.

Leaving them can also help sluggish the Ming army and facilitate us to get rid of their pursuit."

Upon hearing this, Mosbatuer also fell into deep thought.

Barsborot was right, throwing the herdsmen and cattle and sheep behind to escape can indeed increase the speed of his own side.

There is actually nothing to worry about when it comes to supply.

Not to mention the small tribes along the way, relying solely on horse milk as a supplement can make people like me last ten days and half a month longer.

The simple cavalry ran from here to Tulupan and then found a way to get supplies through Tulupan, which would not even take half a month.

As for the herdsmen and cattle and sheep behind, Mosbatul's psychological pressure is not great every year when the disaster is bleak, the elderly in the tribe will consciously leave the tribe's place, disappear into the vast white snow, and become a bone.

There are also those children born in winter who are unable to eat milk and are so hungry that they are so hungry that some even starve to death, and they cannot wait until spring comes.

The character polished in such tribes and grassland life where people are not cruel and unsteady is by no means what the people of the Central Plains can have.

Many times, what is missing in a person's mind is an idea. When a certain idea has been created, people will unconsciously find various reasons for the idea and various ways to realize it.

Even if this idea will make you doomed.

This is how Mosbatul was. After making up his mind, Mosbatul whispered: "You go and prepare."

Barsborot received the order to prepare, Mosbatull whispered to his confidants, "Prepare to have a feint attack, find a way to delay the Ming army's offensive and buy time for Barsborot!"

The little knights around him took the order to prepare, and Mosbatur once again raised his telescope and looked at the Ming army in the distance.

As the sound of horns sounded from the Tatars, Zhang Zhiji narrowed his eyes and thought to himself.

The total strength of these damn Tatars was about 200,000, and they divided the left and right armies to support the two wings, with a total of 50,000, so there were only about 150,000 left.

The two rushes just now were one ten thousand cavalry, and the second was five ten thousand cavalry, and both times were strangled, and no one could retreat alive.

In this way, the Tatars on the opposite side can now use only about 90,000 troops.

The total strength of his own side is about 400,000, and the middle army alone has more than 200,000.

No matter how you calculate it, you will win, even if you have a 200,000 pig, it will be enough to make the 90,000 Tatars on the other side have a headache!

What's more, the 200,000 soldiers of the Beijing camp, the New Army and other elite garrisons were not the kind of pigs who only knew how to eat and sleep, which was enough to kill the 200,000 Tatars on the other side!

In this case, the Tatars on the opposite side still have the courage to sound the horn of the attack? Who gives them the confidence?

Anyway, it can't be the little girl named Liang that Your Majesty always mentioned!

After thinking about it, Zhang Zhiji passed on military orders based on the idea of ​​being safe.

As Zhang Zhiji's military order was conveyed, the artillery soldiers who were in the forefront were ready for artillery attacks, waiting for the Tatars to rush out and then give them good looks!

But what disappointed Zhang Zhiji and the Ming artillerymen was that after waiting for a long time, they did not wait for the Tatars to rush forward. Instead, the Tatar army, which had a rush forward, turned around and turned to the west.

Now, let alone Zhang Zhizhi was confused, the remaining Zhu Chunchen and others also looked at the Tatar army opposite with confusion.

The main army, like the central army that conquers the supreme authority of the Tatar Khan, just ran away like this?

What are the plans of these grandchildren? Or are there any conspiracy?

Emperor Chongzhen, who was still immersed in the book on the imperial chariot, was awakened by the unconscious sound of Wang Chengen. He reached out to pick up the telescope and looked at the Tatar army opposite.

Damn, what are these barbarians thinking? If they can't beat them, they will run away? They will leave all the people behind and leave them alone?

It’s my mother, these Tatars are so deceptive that they can’t even compare with Jiannu!

Emperor Chongzhen, who was so distressed, hurriedly threw the book in his hand aside and ordered: "Hurry up, prepare horses for me, the barbarians are going to run away!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Chengen hurriedly ordered someone to prepare horses for Emperor Chongzhen, and then bowed and said, "Emperor, did the Tatars on the opposite side have any tricks?"

Shaking his head, Emperor Chongzhen checked the extremely luxurious and invincible equipment on his body, and said, "It is impossible for those Tatar barbarians to fight to the death. If the situation is wrong, run away is what they have passed down from their bones. They must want to escape!"

After checking the equipment and stepping onto the war horse, Emperor Chongzhen rode his horse directly to the formation of Zhang Zhiji and others, shouting: "You all know what kind of losses the Ming Dynasty suffered in Tumu Fort two hundred years ago!

Today, I will take you with you to wash away the shame of more than two hundred years with the blood of the Tatars! It is my good man from the Han family. Come with me! Kill!"

Turning his horse's head, Emperor Chongzhen chased the Tatars under the escort of the Jinyiwei and the Neichang men.

Zhang Zhiji looked around the Ming soldiers present and followed without saying a word.

There is nothing to say, even the dignified emperor took the lead in charge, so what reason does his grandfather, who has been favored by the Ming Dynasty in this world, do you have to not keep up!

As for the matter of flattening the Tatars tents in the opposite Tatars within one hour, naturally, there is no need to worry about even the Tatars' Khan ran away. Who else should I go to?

The Jing camp and the new army soldiers who had already lined up were like Zhang Zhiji, followed Emperor Chongzhen without saying a word and chased them in the direction of the Tatars.

The infantry and artillerymen looked at each other and looked at the cavalry that were leaving, and they all felt secretly apologized for their damn, riding a horse is amazing!

The key is, what should I do if I don’t have a horse? Who should I kill? Who should I follow to chop people?
Chapter completed!