The king who knows the language of the Mongols...

The next step is of course his daily operations!

Although it is indeed impossible to pretend to be a Mengwu person, height is a flaw, and it is impossible to pretend to be a daily habit.

Who knows what daily life is like for centuries of barbarians who are isolated in the northern wasteland?

but……

He can pretend to be Geng Shouzhong's subordinate!

Although Geng Shouzhong did lead his main force to follow Nianhan in Jinzhou, he provided three thousand cavalry as a guide for the Mongols. These were the guys born and raised in Xuanda, ensuring that the Mongols came and went freely on this land. Moreover, they were scattered into small teams and followed the Mongol cavalry to act together, so the rest would be simple. After an easy ambush, Wang Yue led a team of elite soldiers to wipe out a Mongol cavalry and then captured more than a dozen such cavalry alive.

As for obtaining their allegiance, this is really not worth mentioning to Wang Yue.

Geng Shouzhong's subordinates were originally mothers with breasts.

Wang Yue is undoubtedly full of milk, not to mention that he also has fantasy color bonuses, and a little display of miracles can make them regard them as gods.

Of course, he wouldn't use these people.

He just asked about some of their internal situations through these people, and then borrowed the identity of one of them, and went west alone and found Hebule, who was in Hongzhou, Yangyuan.

The rest is to make up stories.

They happened to encounter the retreat of the Xuanhua defenders while wandering around Xuanhua. They didn't have time to escape, but were besieged and wiped out the entire army. He was left to escape by relying on the familiar terrain and he grabbed a single one. Only then did he learn that it was the Nianhan army that had already reached Yuguan. The situation there was critical. Xuanhua's ever-winning army was transferred to Yuguan as quickly as possible. The people in the city and the militia who transported military supplies would also give up Xuanhua and take the 100,000 stone of military rations and a large amount of property that originally supplied the garrison to retreat.

He hurried back to report the letter.

This story is quite fake, but the problem is that his Mengwu words are the same as those of the Mengwu people!

Of course, Wang Yue's explanation was that he used to follow the Liao smugglers and often went to Menggu Ministry to trade, and even said the original employer's name.

Of course this name is true.

The Liao Kingdom banned iron from the black Tatar tribes, and as long as there was a ban, there would be smuggling. You don’t need to think about this kind of thing. Are the powerful and gentry in the Liao Dynasty more conscientious than those in the Ming Dynasty? Originally, a bunch of powerful and wealthy people on Xijing Road supported smugglers, and you can find out which ones were mainly from the Liao tribes who were currently in Yanshan.

It is hard to doubt Hebule.

Although the Mongols were born in the Weiwei family and were similar to other Weiwei family tribes on the grassland, they were not exactly the same. How could the black Tatar and the white Tatar be exactly the same? In fact, those guides and cavalry were mainly communicating with them in Khitan dialect.

And what Wang Yue said was exactly the same as their own clan!

It sounds natural and kind!

In such a place where the outsider basically speaks differently, when you meet a Mengwu language, there is no difference between you and yourself...

Trust is instinct!

Hebule without any doubt, and then sent his third son Hutula to lead three thousand cavalry as vanguards, and together with Wang Yue, he entered Xieyang Pass to Zhuolu. At the same time, he led 20,000 cavalry garrisons to Anding, which is the east of Weizhou. Hutula, who also had no doubts, saw with his own eyes the vast migration team on the mountain north of Zhuolu, and carriages filled with goods lined up endless rows on the ancient road.

That's all.

It would be strange if they could hold it back!

Under Laojun Mountain.

"Nuoyan, there is Tongmo Fort ahead. If you block this hole, you will block the way south!"

The running Mongolian horse Wang Yue immediately pointed to a small castle in front of him and said.

Tongmo is Tumu. This place was originally Tongmo. During the Tang Dynasty, there was a fortress here, and its name was Tongmo Town. However, by the time of Hu Yuan, it was already spread as a traditional slander. Then in the Ming Dynasty, it was spread as a rumor. When the Ming Dynasty built the Xuanda defense system, it directly used Tumu Fort as the official name. It was inexplicable that Zhu Qizhen was besieged here until he died of thirst. Who could imagine that in a place with countless Ming army fortresses, only two hundred miles away from the capital, and a radius of at least two hundred miles around was full of Ming army fortresses, it would actually allow the enemy cavalry to lurk.

The farthest fortress of the Ming army in the north is Zhangjiakou Fort, two hundred miles away, and the farthest to the east is Dushikou, three hundred miles away.

Can this come in silently and lurk?

History is always so weird.

Of course, his 500,000 army was pure nonsense.

There are really 500,000 troops in this place, and it must be arranged like canned sardines.

"Your top score!"

Hutula said excitedly.

At this time, the vanguard of the migrating army heading south was approaching Tongmo Fort.

This place was originally an inn. This migrant army headed south from Xuanhua. Because there were a large number of vehicles and the speed was very slow, only thirty miles a day, it took a full three days to get here. Moreover, there was no protection from cavalry, just ordinary infantry, and most of them were militias.

The total number is about 20,000.

Because the terrain is relatively flat and wide, it is not a long row, but a group of scattered fields in early spring.

Although Xuanda was under the jurisdiction of Yang Zongmin, it was actually under the control of Wang Yue. Because the population had almost been cleared before, it was the militia camp organized by Wang Yue from Yanshan and Hebei, plus some grazing Khitans and Xi people, but the organization was militia-like. They formed the original Xuanhua defense core, and the cavalry was only used for attacks and combat. Now the cavalry left early, so naturally there were only these militias dominated by infantry, plus a small number of herders.

In Hutula's opinion, this is simply a lamb to be slaughtered!

Most infantrymen, as well as vehicles with loads, can even see women. Such a team is simply their dream.

"Nuoyan, the young one wants a woman."

Wang Yue also said excitedly.

"Give you ten!"

Hutula said excitedly.

"Mongwu warriors, kill them, grab money, grab food and women!"

Wang Yue pulled out his sword and shouted with a barbarian style.

Three thousand cavalry behind them also waved their knives, howled on horseback, and swarmed by the foot of Laojun Mountain...

But it's not a scimitar.

At this time, they didn't use a scimitar.

They don't have iron smelting themselves, so of course they are useless.

The migratory legion opposite also saw them, but the infantry did not panic at all. Even the small number of horse riders did not fight, but began to shrink quickly. Under the command of their respective battalions, they formed four-meter formations on the flat ground of the mountain, which was only a few kilometers wide. Those riders entered the four-meter formations instead.

Then the car was loaded with spears and quickly turned into huge hedgehogs.

Hutula looked at Wang Yue unexpectedly...

"Nuoyan, they are all like this. Wang Yue's rule is all militias, one farm or another battalion. Men, women, young and old are trained according to the army. However, militias are still civilians after all, and they are not worth mentioning in front of our Mongolian warriors."

Wang Yue said.

"You are sensible!"

Hutula said with a smile.

That is, militia are also civilians. Besides, money, food and women are ahead, so who cares about the others!

He had seen many women, especially young women. Among these hedgehogs, they were wearing colorful clothes, and he could make up for beautiful faces hundreds of meters away. At this moment, he seemed to have blood boiling all over his body. He ignored the spears stretched out from the vehicles, ignored the crossbows waiting behind, and waved his sword and howled wildly, like a hungry wolf striking his prey.

The distance is constantly getting closer.

The figures of those women are becoming clearer and clearer.

With young and beautiful faces and shiny figures, he seemed to smell the fragrance of their bodies...

"Nuoyan, turn around, they have firearms!"

Wang Yue's roar instantly brought him back to reality.

Then the beautiful faces turned into spraying flames. The shotgun of the big gun instantly swept across, and there was a scream around Hutula, and even one was hit by him. Fortunately, he had the cold forged armor purchased at a high price, so the shotgun did not penetrate.

Hutula was sweating coldly and followed Wang Yue to avoid the four-sided formation.

Then he was shocked to find that there were countless such four-phalange formations in front of him. The migrant legions that were originally moving south along this flat ground all turned into such four-phalange formations, connected by vehicles to form a city wall, equipped with special spears, and even the longest was close to three feet. The militia were all hiding in the Checheng City, holding bows and crossbows and firearms to stand up in full force. Many Checheng City obviously had large guns, and in the end countless such four-phalange formations filled the narrow and long plain between the two mountains.

"It's a problem now, no wonder they don't use cavalry protection."

Wang Yue said in surprise.

At the same time, the Mengwu cavalry who had just been bypassed by various firearms and crossbows were constantly squeezing him from behind. They could not stop at all and could only continue to crash into another car city ahead.

The next moment there was a large gunfire fired flames.

"What are you afraid of? As long as you are infantry, you don't have to be afraid. You circle them and shoot them in with arrows. The 20,000 cavalry of the Khanate are still behind. We are cavalry, and we trap them to death."

Hutula said gritting his teeth.

The combat effectiveness of these militias is indeed a bit surprising, but the cavalry does not need to impact the infantry. All they need is siege. As long as there are no cavalry reinforcements outside these militias, what if these chariot cities are hard to fight? They are besieged for three days, and they will die of thirst without water and drink. As long as they disperse and break through, the cavalry will crush them.

"Nuoyan, I'll report to the big sweat, and urge the big sweat!"

Wang Yue said.

"Go, report to the Khan, just say that you have whatever you want here, and you must not let it go!"

Hutula said.

Wang Yue immediately turned around and rushed to the forest beside him.

"Mongwu warriors, kill me!"

Hutula behind him roared excitedly.

Then the three thousand Mongolian cavalry were like French cavalry in Waterloo, and fell into a fire trap composed of countless car cities...

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