In that era, the Ming army had just driven away the Mongolians and still maintained a strong psychological advantage over all the Hu people. No matter whether you are a Mongolian or a Jurchen, "those who captured my brothers and sisters will kill you without mercy" fills every corner of the battlefield. Zhang Lun has become a bloody beast, which is the blood of the Jurchens. He has a long sword in his hand, and he only wants to greet the other knight who barely gets on the horse. He raises his sword and falls. Every time a man with a braid flies into the air. In the eyes of the Jurchens, Zhang Lun is no longer a human, but a man-eating demon king.

"Kill without mercy" soldiers behind him shouted slogans and scattered in groups, because the Jurchens had taken the courage and fled everywhere. The Ming army was fast, and they didn't even chop them, and directly urged the horse to hit him. A Jurchen was knocked to fly, and blood was gushing out of his mouth. Zhu Zhi stood on the hill and watched the scene of the massacre. Who said "invincible people"? At this moment, they were just lambs slaughtered.

The Jurchens who had crossed the river had discovered the situation on the other side of the river from the beginning. They dismounted and rested quickly put on their horses. Those who were still wading in the river had turned around and returned to rescue, but the horses were always walking slowly in the river.

Although the Jurchens were brave, they suddenly took over the enemy without any preparation, leaving only the slaughter. In just a moment, more than 200 people in the back team were already killed and injured.

Seeing that Zhang Lun had controlled the situation, Chu Zhi led his men to rush to the river to block the attack. Zhu Zhi ordered a hundred soldiers around him to get on the horse and go down the mountain to reinforce, leaving only a dozen guards of the royal palace beside him.

Looking at the Jurchens who were staggering across the river, Chu Zhi ordered his men to put away their swords and shoot two rounds with bows and arrows. The Jurchens who had worked hard to cross could not rush to speed and struggled in the river. When they were about to get ashore, Chu Zhi waved his sword: "Kill without mercy!" The three rows of cavalry rushed towards the river bank in three waves.

The Jurchens who had just arrived ashore were ready to charge, but the Ming army who had rushed to the shore had reached the highest speed. One side rushed at high speed, while the other side was almost at a standstill. With the help of the horse's speed, the Ming army had the advantage, just like a strong wind swept across a small tree, killing the Jurchens who had just arrived ashore under the horse. After the first wave of killing, the two sides were rotated and withdrawn, and the next two waves continued to sweep.

Although the Jurchens struggled to resist, they could not resist the Ming army rushing forward in waves, and dozens of people on the shore were slaughtered in a blink of an eye. The Jurchens on the other side stared at each other, and the two sides were mixed together. Archery might hurt their own people and could not help at all. A person with the appearance of a leader waved his sword and stopped the people around him from rushing into the river. He was smart, and now in such a battlefield situation, he would die as much as he could.

Chu Zhi killed the Jurchens on the shore and immediately led the team away from the shore at least 200 steps and formed a formation again. Here, outside the range of bows and arrows, the remaining two hundred Jurchens on the other side looked at Chu Zhi, who was showing off his power in front of the formation with fire, but he was helpless. After confronting each other for a while, the Jurchens knew that it was impossible to do anything, so they had to rush horses to escape.

The last Jurchen man who ran up the mountain was nailed to the hillside by a guard. Zhu Zhi sat upright and admired everything that happened at the foot of the mountain. It was a perfect killing. Zhang Lun's bravery was no less than Chu Zhi; and Chu Zhi's cavalry assault reached a perfect level, flexible tactics, neat dispatch, appropriate timing, wave assault, and the formation outside the final range. Zhu Zhi was fascinated by the sight. He smiled so hard that he drooled. There was such a cavalry master under his tent.

According to the statistics report on the battlefield, the 240 Jurchens in the back team and the 60 people on the shore were all wiped out. Except for five living people, the others have become a pile of heads. Seven people died and nineteen people were injured, and the captured people were captured. In addition to three dead and fifteen injuries, more than 200 people were rescued.

Zhu Zhi rode his horse down the mountain, Zhang Lun and Chu Zhi came back together to pay the order. Zhu Zhi patted his shoulders and said, "Okay, I am worthy of my brave general in Liaodong. However, the mission has not been completed yet. Who would have the two hundred heads on the other side of the shore? Who would have been willing to get them for me?"

The two almost spoke in unison: "I'm willing to go!"

Zhu Zhi smiled and said, "General Chu was injured just right, so let me leave the credit to General Zhang. Zhang Lun obeyed the order and gave you six hundred soldiers and horses. You will be limited to three days to bring back the heads of Jurchens who invaded my borders and injured my people. I will listen to your good news in Phoenix City." Zhang Lun shouted and ordered his troops.

Zhu Zhi ordered people to clean the battlefield, and more than 100 good horses were needed. After asking the people, they found out that they were residents of Tangzhanbao. At noon the day before yesterday, the Jurchens suddenly came. Tangzhanbao commanded the troops to defend Baihuguan City and supported them for a whole day. How could they withstand the wooden fort wall was burned by the Jurchens with rockets after night the next day. The Jurchens jumped into the horses, and the defenders, the young and old, were all massacred, leaving only these 200 young men and women who were captured by the Jurchens as slaves.

Zhu Zhi comforted the people and took them back to Phoenix City. On the way, he passed Tangzhan Fort, three miles away from the fort. Yang Rong was waiting here with a group of men. The commander of the Dingliao Right Guard was Chen Lian. He was not tall and slightly fat. Zhu Zhi observed his generals and found that there were any generals and soldiers. The Dingliao Right Guard general gave people a feeling of looseness.

When Chen Lian saw Zhu Zhi, he quickly got out of the horse and said, "I don't know that your highness is coming. I'm in a hurry to welcome you. Please forgive me." He did not ask for the crime of losing, but asked for the crime of losing you. Zhu Zhi's face was silent: "Get up, take care of the funeral of Tangzhanbao first." He ignored him and took people into the fort.

The small fort was in chaos, and a stream of blue smoke was still rising in the ruins. Zhu Zhi rode a horse among the ruins that had been burned to white ground, and some burnt corpses were still vaguely visible in the rubble. The more than 200 young men from the Tobacco Castle ran to their respective homes, and cried and screamed.

Zhu Zhi was in a low mood and stood in front of the ruins for a long time and could not come back to his senses. The families were destroyed and their wives and children were separated. The three armies were incompetent to the people. He was anxiously basking horses, thinking about the problem of the border. The Mongols left and the Jurchens came again. How many of them are now there have been a disaster for Liaodong. Why do Han people always bear the invasion of the barbarians? Jurchens, Jurchens, and Zhu Zhi secretly vowed to erase this name from history.

The soldiers and generals of the troops were infected by the tragic crying everywhere, and they all dispersed to help the people bury their families. Seeing the sun began to set in the west, Tie Xuan urged Zhu Zhi to get on his way, otherwise he would have to spend the night in the wild when it was dark. Zhu Zhi stood up silently and got on his horse and wanted to go.

A big man rushed out of the ruins, held Zhu Zhituo and said, "Your Highness, take me away. I want to join the army. I want to kill all the Jurchens to avenge Xiu'er." The guards of the royal palace hurried over to pull the big man away.

Zhu Zhi waved his hand and said, "Let him go. What's your name?"

The big man said: "Little man Lang Hao."

Zhu Zhi said: "Why are you from the south with your accent?"

Lang Hao knelt on the ground and said, "Little Man, the villain is originally from Jiangnan. He accidentally fed his master's beloved dog to death. He was sent to Liaodong by his master's collusion with the government. He stayed for five years and had become a child. The day before yesterday, the Jurchens came, and the poor son of Gu Nei and one-year-old were all killed by those wild beasts. The villain really had nowhere to surrender, so please take him in."

Zhu Zhi sighed and said, "Get up, since that's the case, you can follow the team later." Before he finished speaking, the strong men who buried their relatives surrounded him and knelt on the ground and begged Zhu Zhi to take him in. Seeing that they were suffering and revenge, Zhu Zhi felt sorry for their homes being destroyed and had nowhere to hide, so he ordered the people to be sorted out and all of them were taken in. As for the female family, Zhu Zhi also ordered them to accept them together and form a female camp. He thought that he could train these women to develop into a battlefield rescue team in the future.

After burying the body, Zhu Zhi set off again. When the team arrived at Phoenix City, it was already dark. All the officials of the Dingliao Right Guard were greeting outside the east gate. Zhu Zhi threw down his words: "Feed our horses." He went straight into the city without looking back. At night, Zhu Zhi refused Chen Lian's request for advice and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, someone called outside the East Gate. It was Zhang Lun's team who came back. He rushed across the streets of Dawn with a steaming horse. The cavalry of the Yulin Guard was full of murderous intent, and each horse had a head hanging around its neck. Zhang Lun ordered: "At midnight last night, he raided the Jurchen tent, and beheaded 257 people in total, and those who missed the net were unknown."

Sitting in the official office of Phoenix City (the tent of the Dingliao Right Guard Central Army), Zhu Zhihan looked at his subordinates with a face and asked, "Don't you know that Tangzhan Fort has been burned to white ground?"

Chen Lian replied loudly, "I know, I know."

"Why don't you raise an army to rescue me?" Zhu Zhi said angrily.

"It's too late, and it's getting late, I'm afraid the enemy situation is unclear." Chen Lian replied.

Zhu Zhi said: "I asked the surviving people of Tangzhanbao that when a hundred households stationed in the garrison were attacked by the enemy, they had sent a quick horse to ask for help. I wonder if Commander Chen had received a report for help?"

The big sweat beads dripped from Chen Lian's forehead and replied: "Come on, I received it, but it was almost night. On the second day, the enemy was unclear, so there was no time to rescue him. Your Highness made a clear investigation."

Zhu Zhi said angrily: "Stop it. The Tangzhan Fort that I left in Shen Shimo yesterday rushed to Phoenix City in less than an hour. The sky was dark. Tangzhan Fort was attacked at noon, and the military envoys sent can arrive at the most. I will give you an hour to reorganize the army and send scouts. Shen Shimo can send troops, and you will definitely arrive at Tangzhan Fort before dark. Even if you use the enemy situation as an excuse on the first day, the next day, you can send scouts to reconnaissance the enemy situation. Have you sent it? Do you have no time to send troops or prepare for war passively?" Chen Lian shivered and did not dare to answer.
Chapter completed!