He was so angry that he leaned against the railing, and the misty rain stopped.

Lift our sight, the sky and shouts, grand, vehement.

Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon!

Don't wait any longer. The young man's head will turn gray and he will be filled with sorrow.

The shame of Jingkang has not yet been resolved; the hatred of the ministers, when will it be extinguished?

Driving a long chariot, we crossed the Helan Mountains.

The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty.

Be from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, overturned Que!

Guangwu Fort outside the Pass.

Tie Xuan, a bachelor of the Ming Dynasty's cabinet, stood on a high hill under the fort, looking north at the vast grassland, escorted by several Imperial Guardsmen, and recited this century-old poem with great ambition.

Guangwu Fort was built not long ago, and its brand-new exterior wall is somewhat inconsistent with the grassland.

Countless amounts of grain, grass and military supplies were hoarded here, so much so that a small walled city began to be built behind the fort according to local conditions.

The poem "Man Jiang Hong" written by Prince Yue has been the most widely circulated among the military since the early Song Dynasty. It is also the most read and recited poem by military officers of all dynasties.

The few imperial officers and soldiers following Tie Xuan didn't quite understand why the bachelor would recite "Man Jiang Hong" at this time.

According to the military reports from the front line, today is probably the day when various armies will encircle and suppress the Tartar Royal Court.

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Tie Xuan smiled and fanned his chest with his palms: "But... in the midst of talking and laughing, the boats and oars were turned into ashes?"

Several officers and soldiers looked stunned, but they didn't expect that Academician Tie actually understood what they were thinking. They shook their heads repeatedly, but finally nodded and then lowered their heads.

Tie Xuan said with a smile: "You don't understand. Although Su Shi's song "Niannujiao" is bold and bold, it is not suitable for today. All you need to know is that after today's battle, our generals will far surpass the powerful men and surpass those of the prosperous Tang Dynasty!"

The officers and soldiers naturally did not understand what it would mean to the Central Plains when the Ming Dynasty took the entire grassland into its arms and held it under its control.

Tie Xuan's face was full of excitement: "I think back then, Yue Pengju didn't take control of the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun, which was hated by his officials. Look at today, our army is marching across the desert, about three thousand miles away, and the wolf is in Xu.

, Le Shi Yanran, success is achieved in one day."

The lone minister with the most official titles in the dynasty took a step forward.

In front of Tie Xuan, there is an endless grassland. Apart from the green grass, there are the cattle and sheep pressed under the white clouds.

Other than that, there was only a team of grain and grass troops that looked like wandering dragons, departing from Guangwu Fort to transport grain and grass to the army deep in the grassland.

But Tie Xuan seemed to see the war taking place right in front of his eyes, on the grassland under the high hills of Guangwu Fort.

"From now on, the grassland will be my Ming Dynasty sheep pasture!"

Tie Xuan let out a heavy breath.

This is the turbid air that has been squeezed throughout the Central Plains for hundreds of years.

It came from the Five Dynasties, Ten Kingdoms, and Two Song Dynasties. The Han family was always afraid of the anger and panic of the northern grasslands heading south.

Unless a god comes to this world.

otherwise.

The grassland in front of you will be as pure as the white clouds in the sky, allowing Ming Dynasty to pick it.

Tie Hyun slowly clenched his fists.

There are no gods in this world, and even if there were, they would only protect the Ming Dynasty.

Hundreds of thousands of troops have been running on the grassland for several months, all for this decisive battle.

…

The battle flag cut through the void, following the war horses below, making a tearing sound.

The artillery is roaring.

Thousands of artillery are laid out across the grassland. There is no need to adjust various data. They can just flatten the muzzle and lay a solid foundation behind it. The artillerymen of the firearms battalion only need to ensure the oil for cooling the barrel and the fuel for firing.

Gunpowder does not break.

Then the Tatar court in front of us will have no way to survive.

The entire Hulun Lake has become a purgatory on earth.

Just like what Xie Ba said a few days ago outside the camp at the confluence of Hailar River and Yimin River.

The lake water was dyed red, and the large grassland turned deep red.

The earth seemed to have opened a big mouth, greedily swallowing up all the blood flowing on the ground.

Zhu Shangbing could no longer find the Tatars.

To the south of the Tatars was the Central Route Army, which was pressing up, and on their own side was the East Route Army, which had long been angry.

And to the west, there are 30,000 cavalry formed by the merger of Liang Guogong's headquarters, Ying Guogong's headquarters, and Song Guogong's headquarters.

east.

To the east are the soldiers and horses of the Liaodong capital who had already tied up the pockets for the Tatars in the Hailar area.

The Tatars, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of Ming troops, had no way to escape.

"Let the Jurchens rush faster."

In the direction of Hailer, Xie Ba held a telescope made of fine copper, surveyed the entire battlefield, and added a military order.

Soon, there were flag bearers waving several flags beside him.

He originally wanted to escape to the Tatar court in Liaodong and Northeast Nuerqian. At this time, he was only focused on rushing eastwards and had no time to pay attention to whether the enemy army in front of him was the Ming army or the Jurchens.

The people of the Jurchen tribe in Liaodong, such as the Oduoli tribe, the Huligai tribe, the Tuowen tribe, and so on, are like a small boat on the vast ocean.

In just a blink of an eye, he was swallowed up by the surging Tatar cavalry.

Seeing that the people recruited from the Nuergan area in the northeast had disappeared from sight.

Only then did a smile appear on the corner of Xie Ba's mouth.

He put down the telescope, raised his right arm, and pressed forward.

"Push all the cannons up."

As a result, hundreds of artillery pieces were pushed to the front of the military formation by the officers and soldiers of the firearms battalion, facing the Tatars who wanted to rush into the formation and flee eastward.

"fire!"

The general of the firearms battalion, with one hand on his hips and a long knife in the other, slashed forward heavily.

With one order, hundreds of cannons roared.

The artillery of Liaodong Dusi in the east instantly filled the firepower gap of the artillery of the East Route Army in the north and the Central Route Army in the south.

Next to the entire Hulun Lake, it seemed as if there was a shocking thunderstorm falling from the sky.

In everyone's ears, only the terrifying sound of cannons was roaring.

west.

Lan Yu put her hands behind her back, shook her arms, rolled up the cloak behind her, and put it in the bag on the side of the horse's back.

He held a hundred-refined steel spear, his eyes kept shrinking, revealing wisps of murderous intent.

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The spear fell from the sky, pointing directly at the Tatar who left his back to the army.

Following Lan Yu's command, thousands of horses throughout the west neighed.

Niu Dafu felt that all the blood in his body was rushing through his body, and his whole body was radiating hot air.

He pulled out the long knife from his waist and held it in front of his eyes, using the back of the knife to knock off the visor on his helmet.

"charge!"

Niu Dafu roared angrily, then clamped his legs.

The others had already rushed down the slope like an arrow off the string.

…

Plop.

When the eastern horizon of Hulun Lake once again lit up a piece of fish belly white.

Zhu Shangbing dropped the curled knife in his hand and fell heavily backward on the soft grass.

In his eyes.

A few white clouds slipped away from sight with the breeze.

All that's left is the blue sky.

Nearly three hundred thousand Ming troops fought all day and night.

Nearly 200,000 Tatars were completely left by the Ming army on the shores of Hulun Lake in the Hailar area.

Among them were people recruited by Xie Ba from the Nuergan area.

Zhu Shangbing's eyes gradually widened, he opened his mouth and sucked in the cold morning air.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, and was cold, but it did not make Zhu Shangbing feel too much discomfort.

Everyone present had long been numb to these smells after a whole day and night of fighting.
To be continued...