The Mongolian Yuan people lived by grass, and their tents and carriages were their homes. During the March, the horse was their partner and their tent.
It's crisp in autumn, but the wind is very strong on the grassland outside YeHu ridge. People without tents can only sit by the campfire and bake cow dung campfire.
The literati highly praised the rule of three generations. They generally believed that at that time, politics was clear and bright, and the upper level and the lower level shared joys and sorrows. They tried to make efforts and think in one place.
But since the records of mankind, it is difficult for you to find a country or tribe with one mind and equal treatment.
Even if it is only a small tribe, it still distinguishes between high and low.
Arutai's tent is resplendent. For this big tent, a special cart pulled by more than ten horses stops behind. Dozens of grooms waiting on the cart are checking the carriage.
The lights in the tent were bright, but arutai's face was cloudy and sunny.
Tuohuan's strength can at least rank in the top five by reason, but he stood at the back and remained silent.
"Grand master, Jubao mountain guard is very famous. It can be seen from the first war today. If the stalemate continues, we will lose!"
A tribal leader said with a worried face: "think of such a wolf staring behind us. We are in a dilemma. We are afraid that they will pursue us with their tails. We have a large number of cattle and sheep. If we attack... Grand master, blood will irrigate the grassland. Next year, the grass in this place will be particularly lush."
There was a thousand family official present who participated in the mountain pass breakthrough during the day. Thinking of the flame and smoke, he couldn't help but say, "grand master, unless the Ming people take the initiative to go down the mountain, they can't attack!"
Alutai nodded and said, "there is no need to worry about this. We are all cavalry. We just need to distance ourselves and fight Xinghe Fort first to see how the Ming army responds."
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Zhang Yu was very uneasy. He attracted his men and said anxiously, "the enemy didn't come back after they went. No one knows what the war is like. Our troops are weak. What if alutai can't support it for a few days?"
Zhao Xinbang frowned and said, "Sir, there are two possibilities for the enemy not to return. One is that they are in a stalemate. The other is that the enemy has won a great victory and has burst into YeHu ridge. Their goal will be everything."
Yu sanhuo's small eyes blinked and said, "Sir, if the enemy wins a big victory, we will do it sooner or later. After all, no one is willing to pestle a thorn in his back road. He must be pulled out and then quickly."
Zhang Yu had this answer for a long time, but he didn't want to believe it.
He said dejectedly, "just reinforce the wall tomorrow morning. How long we can persist depends on our luck."
We are outnumbered. We can't use any tricks.
In Lin San's family in the city, Tang Saier is sharpening his knife, and Lin San is angry on the side.
After testing the blade with his hand, Tang Saier said, "husband, the enemy has gone but not returned. The reinforcements are useless. We have to work hard."
Lin San said angrily, "if you have me desperately, you can't be a woman."
Tang Sai'er looked back and smiled, "husband, if the city is broken, women suffer the most, so we'll fight and kill one more."
Lin San muttered, "maybe they will be defeated."
Tang Sai'er went over, squatted in front of him and said seriously, "husband, it's impossible. If they are defeated, the city gate is already wide open. The city is killing chickens and sheep to reward the reinforcements."
Lin San felt confused and nodded casually, "I know, I know, just..."
"Husband, nothing, but this is our life."
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Before dawn, Li Jia was awakened by a nightmare. In the dream, those evil spirits were crazy biting him and trying to pull him into the boundless abyss.
He walked out of the tent with a cold sweat. When the wind blew, Li Jia shivered, and then felt his head a little misty.
"Ah, cut!"
A sneezed soundly. When he looked up, he found that there were people around him, looking at him silently.
Fang Xing frowned and said, "in order not to disturb the enemy, we have cold food and no ginger soup. You run around until you sweat."
After several trips up and down the mountain, Li Jia felt hot and stopped.
Everyone was silently eating dry food. Seeing that Li Jia had no appetite, Fang San said, "eat it quickly. After eating this meal, I don't know when the next meal will come. Maybe I can eat it underground."
Li Jia was in a panic and bit a hard dry cake.
A quarter of an hour later, the back of the mountain was full of people, horses and vehicles. Everyone went to help and silently pushed up the baggage.
"A time to rest."
When the order was given, Li Jia sat panting on the ground. Suddenly she felt very hungry and took out dry cakes to chew.
Fang Wu and the knife are gone, and the scouts are gone.
Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji stood at the top of the mountain and looked down. There was a fire in the distance. That was the position of the camp gate after the enemy encamped.
"Can they pull out the enemy's Secret sentry with a knife?"
After the camp is set up, both open and secret sentries should be arranged, as well as Rangers.
Fang woke up and nodded, "it should be no problem. It can at least win us half an hour."
"Half an hour is enough for us to approach the enemy camp. I'm afraid a sneak attack will not succeed, but it's OK to attack the enemy unprepared."
Zhu Zhanji turned sideways and said, "brother Dehua, I'm afraid the enemy will surround and cut."
Fang Xing said, "it depends on whether they have this ability."
At this time, a slight red dot in the distance lit up here three times. Fang woke up, patted Zhu Zhanji on the shoulder and said, "I wanted to leave you, but I retreated again and again. If there was an accident, we would get together again on the ground."
Zhu Zhanji nodded, turned back and said to Jia Quan, "if I am captured, you remember to shoot an arrow!"
No one would object to the fact that emperor Tai sun of the Ming Dynasty could not be a prisoner.
Jia Quan nodded hard. Today he will lead the guards to protect Zhu Zhanji. He knew that the road would not be easy. He would either crush it or be cut, and finally the whole army would be destroyed.
Therefore, Jia Quan completely did not understand why Fang Xing had to go to rescue Xinghe fort. There were only thousands of people and more than 1000 soldiers. In his opinion, he was not in the same order of magnitude as Zhu Zhanji.
"If we can leave more than half of arutai, the north will be quiet. Daming will turn from defense to attack. For this goal, we are worth the risk!"
Fang woke up and murmured, then waved fiercely.
Sun Yue went out first. He led his horse and walked slowly down the hill. Behind him were all cavalry.
Then the Jubao mountain guard went down, followed by artillery and baggage.
The men were very nervous, dragging the rope and slowly sliding down with the gun truck.
At the foot of the mountain, the knife came.
"Master, more than 30 people have been cleared. Several waves of riding have just passed."
Fang woke up and nodded, "don't worry. Just go back and clean them up."
Looking back, Fang Xing waved, "keep up with the artillery. We're going to wake up arutai."