Emperor Yongli Chapter 505: Life-saving straw

The news about Kawatsuki Kawatsuki spread to the major ports of North Korea, which immediately caused extreme. Double the profit was enough for any merchant to go crazy. Here, at least hundreds of large merchant ships traveled to and from the Ming and North Korea. North Korea transported minerals back to Dada. The Ming Dynasty then sold all kinds of finished goods here for sale. Therefore, the maritime trade was extremely developed. When the merchants heard the news, they immediately took action and purchased grain in North Korea. Then they immediately set sail and started to sell to Tokugawa Tsunagi.

In a few days, De Gangyoshi's food finally settled and his mood improved a lot. However, many changes occurred in the Knight Camp ten miles away. Just one early morning, except for the scouts on the night, most of the Eight Banners soldiers were still in their dreams. They were really not very challenging here. Although these Japanese people were fierce, they were still a group of lambs under the iron hooves. Now, the Japanese people have been huddled in the Jizhai for several days and dared not come out. Even if they were to transfer grain into the camp, they would be very cautious in sending out a large number of people. Once the Knight Camp attacked, they were ready to fight their lives at any time.

The convoy that transported Japanese food once raided once. But just after they were dispatched, the Japanese relied on their vehicles to defend themselves and did not retreat anyway. In the end, the larger Japanese came to rescue. The Cavalry Camp could only withdraw unwillingly. Therefore, Bayan did not launch an offensive against the Japanese traffic team. The Qing soldiers of the Cavalry Camp also started to do nothing. It was dawn. The Qing soldiers of the entire camp were sleeping sweetly. The scouts patrolling the camp outside the camp couldn't help but relax their vigilance. It was at this time that the sound of horse hooves in the distance became closer and louder. Finally, they rang like thunder.

"Enemy attack!" Several embarrassing scouts came from the West and shouted loudly: "Enemy attack! The Mongolian Chahar tribe has rebelled and is rushing."

"Wuwuwuwuwuwu..." The Qing soldiers on the whistle tower blew the horn to welcome the enemy. The camp tents immediately started to rush out. The Qing soldiers with panic looked out of their clothes and still didn't know what was going on. Fortunately, the weather was very cold here. Many people did not strip their clothes and did not take much time to sleep. Everyone left the camp.

"Go to the horse shed quickly." Several thousand generals roared one after another. Bayan immediately recruited several deputy generals. Under the protection of a team of personal soldiers, he quickly went up to the watchtower. This wooden watchtower was originally built in a hurry and was not solid. It was originally impossible to get two or three people. But Bayan didn't care about many people and didn't wait for the Qing soldiers on the watchtower, so he climbed up. He looked west. Sure enough, he saw a black torrent that was coming quickly here. At least tens of thousands of people came. He had heard that the Chahar tribe in Mongolia in southern Mongolia had rebelled. But no matter what, he could not have imagined that these people were coming here. Why was there no news on Sheng? Bayan couldn't help but cursed. Then he went down the tower. The personal soldiers had already rode their horses and led his horse. Bayan yelled at the several panicked deputy generals: "Welcome to the enemy!"

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Ezhe came. He led his cavalry to travel for a day and a night. He never stopped to prevent the news from leaking and the cavalry camp. Tens of thousands of cavalry gathered into a torrent. Each cavalry had two war horses. Every two hours changed to only rest and raise horsepower. There were not many other Mongolians, but there were tens of thousands of cavalry passing by quickly like thunder. Their target was the camp in the east that was visible from afar. Everyone began to draw out scimitars. On this snowy field, the thick snow was quickly trampled by horse hooves. Sometimes there were bursts of screams of killing. They were tired and hungry. But at the moment of war, they began to burst out with a storm.

"Who made us shame\'Who seized the throne of the tribe? Who forced the wife of the Khan and my sister?" Although Ezhe was old, his body was still strong. He controlled the horse's speed agilely on a white war horse. Then he was ready to make a rush. His eyes gradually turned blood red. Decades of forbearance. The once ignorant boy was full of hatred. Now it was finally time to take revenge. He shouted loudly as if no one was around. Even his hand raising the sword couldn't help but tremble. This was not the trembling of fear. It was the excitement of countless days and nights of longing and fulfilling his wish.

"We inherit the blood of the Golden Clan. We have been guards of the Khan Palace for generations. Our Khan's power has extended to the end of the grassland. We must die like wolves and eagles in battle. We are unwilling to humiliate our enemies. The warriors of Chahar. Raise your swords higher. Your swords must be directed towards the natural heaven. You must point to the sun. Never surrender."

"Kill." The Chahar Knight burst into a drink. Everyone's horse speed began to slow down. The cavalry camp was getting closer and closer.

The Duman cavalry had already begun to ride on horseback. They needed to subdue a little to rest and raise horsepower. At any time, a charge broke out.

"Zhang Gong." Ezhe shouted.

The ancient soldiers who continued to advance on the horse quickly began to take out the bows and arrows from the back. The cavalry camp was obviously not to be outdone. With the sound of hissing, the arrows on both sides were thrown into each other. From time to time, the cavalry who were caught in the arrow fell off the horse and died, stirring up waves of dust. The horse neighed and shouted.

The Mongols and Manchus' riding and shooting skills were equal. After a rain of arrows, both sides suffered heavy losses, especially Manchus who were not ready. Many people even did not wear bows and arrows in panic.

Fifty and thirty and ten five feet were getting closer and closer. The two armies' cavalry shooting changed to frontal rushing. Ezhe waved a scimitar and rushed into the enemy cavalry. Everyone in Chahar hid their anger and vowed to kill Manren to release the humiliation that had been caused by many. Manren was caught off guard. The horse teams of both sides collided. It was immediately seen that the cavalry camp had a small blow. Many people fell down on their backs. Then they were stepped on the flesh mud by countless horse hooves. On the white snow.

Blood was splattering everywhere! But the Knight Camp was one of the five elite camps of Manchus. Although a small setback made morale one, the Manchus became even more brave after the Chahars felt that the Chahars had a strong offensive. The two teams of cavalry fought in chaos. Instead, the Chahars began to change their attacks to defend and stop advancing. After all, these knights were tired and hungry for a day and night. Ezhe originally planned to raid the Knight Camp. Who knew that the Knight Camp was well-trained and soon prepared for the battle. He made him miscalculate.

"Kill!" Both sides were not soft-hearted. This cavalry duel was more like a back-and-forth tug-of-war. The weakness of the Chahars was that they were not able to continue their physical strength. The weakness of the cavalry camp was that they were hasty to respond. The knights of both sides collided with each other. The swords were together, and blood was pouring snow. People kept roaring and moaning in pain.

Although the cavalry camp stabilized its position, Zuo was broken by the Chahars because of his poor deployment. Bayan, dressed in military uniform, was frightened by the protection of a team of personal soldiers. He personally led people to remedy it. In fact, what he really worried about was not the Chahars in front of him. The real danger was behind them...

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The Japanese camp obviously felt the quietness of the east side. Tokugawa Tsunayoshi heard the vague shouts and thought it was a stealing camp in front of the cavalry camp. When the patrol scouts came to report the time, they immediately became excited. A team of unknown cavalry attacked the cavalry camp. The two sides were in a melee. This was really good news for him.

Soon, several Mongolian-cosmopolitan knights came over. They came directly over the Qing army camp. The knights led were very reserved. They threw down their swords and said that they had no malice. They were soon taken to Tokugawa Tsunayoshi.

"We are the messengers of the great Ehkhan." The Mongolians said correctly in Chinese. They gave a chest tribute to Tokugawa Tsunayoshi: "According to the rules of the grassland, we are willing to unite with you. Please send your soldiers. Your Highness. We fight side by side. A lonely wolf cannot bite a tiger."

Tokugawa Tsunayoshi understood the other party's situation. He knew that it was the Mongol rebellion and looked happy. Now it was time for him to go out. The Japanese were very happy to do the cheap things.

"Prepare now. Give you a quarter of an hour." Tokugawa Tsunayoshi gave the order to several people.

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A quarter of an hour later, the Japanese people all over the mountains began to advance westward. Their formation was very scattered. But at this time, Tokugawa Tsunayoshi couldn't care about so much. He had to buy time and rushed to the Knight Camp ten miles away as fast as possible. He had suffered enough from the Knight Camp these days. Now there was a bad fortune in the sky. Naturally, he caught it without hesitation.

The fierce battle of the cavalry on the snowfield is still there. This is purely a brute force fight. There is no trick on both sides. It is just that countless teams of cavalry are constantly rushing left and right. The snow has been dyed red. But the fierce battle still has to continue. Either you die or I live.

Ezhe almost completely devoted himself to everyone to the battle. His right arm was injured and he had been surrounded by several guards and left the battlefield. But his eyes were still flashing with blood. Twenty years ago, he secretly made a vow to wash away his shame with all the blood. Now is the time for him to fulfill his promise.

"Have those Japanese not reached yet?" Ezhe looked a little anxious. He understood the key to victory. Both sides were in a good position. He was looking forward to the appearance of the Japanese who bent the straw of the Knight Camp.

"King. Come."
Chapter completed!