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Five or six miles due north of Shuangquanzi Old Palace, there is an area between two mountains and a ditch. It may have been a river in ancient times.
The little prince led his bodyguard and hurriedly came on horseback. This was the retreat he had arranged early in the morning.
Seeing the ancient river channel in sight, the guards in front suddenly reined in their horses urgently and raised their hands to warn: "Great Khan, those stationed at Taniguchi"
Chirp! A strange sound rang in his ears, and the head of the guard who was speaking suddenly exploded in the air, turning into a ball of blood spraying in all directions.
The little prince closed his eyes subconsciously and felt a sudden heat on his face. He wiped it with his hand and instinctively opened his eyes. His hands were covered with blood!
Looking up, the guard with only a chin on his neck still maintained a reining posture, as if he hadn't even realized that he was dead.
Before I had time to react, the weird chirping sounded indirectly one after another. The little prince only felt a sudden tremble under his step, and the BMW that had been following him for several years fell down without saying a word.
The little prince is also a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time. He easily turned over and escaped the tragic situation of being crushed by his mount. He didn't need anyone to teach him. He leaned down and looked around almost instinctively. He saw figures in front of and behind him being torn into pieces by the sudden unknown.
It was only then that he heard the faint sound of muskets in his ears, and at the same time, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted two constantly flashing locations in the distance.
This distance is at least one mile away!
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"Then why did King Sun of Hell slaughter so many herdsmen on our grassland, and not only was he not punished by heaven, but he was also given magical weapons? ! Could it be that he is the messenger of the Immortal Heaven, the Tengger walking in the human world? !
Seeing each familiar comrade and subordinate staring in confusion, he was torn into pieces by the terrible divine punishment. The little prince lay beside the horse's corpse, lost in thought.
The two Grand Masters Oirat and Yisi Mayin had similar experiences to him. If Sun Zheng hadn't specifically told them to keep these nobles alive as much as possible, they would have been killed in the first round of attacks.
The Maxim heavy machine gun, hundreds of years in advance, showed its ferocity in the birthplace of Genghis Khan.
This terrifying weapon is really designed for killing. The sound was like tearing cloth, the rate of fire was up to hundreds of rounds per minute, and the terrifying lethality could still break through armor from two kilometers away. Every characteristic is a miracle in this era.
Since the encirclement and annihilation war started, just half an hour later, within a radius of more than ten miles of the old palace surrounded by more than twenty groups, the surviving Mongols retreated to the vicinity of the palace like crazy, dismounted and knelt down, wailing and begging for mercy.
Not to mention the massacred Mongolians, even Yingke himself, who personally led the team to carry out the encirclement and suppression mission, was frightened by the horrific scene in front of him.
When the young master summoned them for training, they were all shooting blank targets. The firepower and long range were seen, and he just thought that this thing must be sharp, but he never dreamed that this thing could be so sharp!
Within the radius of several miles, the broken corpses of men and horses were everywhere, and the air was filled with the neighing and screaming of various people. Some were injured and struggling for their lives, while others were simply frightened and frightened.
¡°It¡¯s scary, yes, there¡¯s more than one scene like this, there are at least a dozen similar killing fields around the entire old palace for more than ten miles!
The battle is over.
The little prince and the two grand masters knelt tremblingly in the cold wind, not even having the courage to look up at the evil god.
Nearly half of the more than 60,000 elite cavalry were killed in less than an hour. The remaining half were also frightened and could no longer go to the battlefield.
The ambition to unify the Mongolian tribes and restore the glory of the golden family in the past has long been thrown out of the window under the education of this terrible weapon of divine punishment. Now I just hope that this evil star will not kill them all, and at least leave a breath for the Mongols to die. Otherwise, the annihilation of the race is just around the corner!
The prisoners were mobilized to clean up the battlefield. It was extremely cold in the Northland in the twelfth lunar month. In just over an hour, the original screams gradually subsided. They either died of pain or froze to death. In short, they were wiped out by the big killing weapon. On this side, the chance of survival is almost non-existent.
The little prince, Oirat, Yisi Mayin and several surviving Mongolian nobles such as ten thousand households and thousands of captains were led into the palace.
As soon as he entered the big tent, he couldn't help but kneel down on the ground, his hands stretched forward, and his forehead pressed against the ground. This was the surrender of giving up all honor.
Sun Zheng was not polite at all and had no intention of letting them get up: "I gave you a chance! Hand over the war criminals, return them to the Han people, and compensate for the losses! But you rejected my goodwill."
MongoliaMost of the people can speak Chinese, even the little prince, who has received systematic education from Han Confucian teachers, so communication will be no problem.
Hearing Sun Zheng's statement, the little prince's extinguished thoughts came to life again. He did not dare to raise his head and responded in a low voice: "The barbarians in the lower country are vulgar and ignorant, and do not understand the majesty of the nobles in the upper country. We are willing to compensate!"
hehe!
Sun Zheng smiled: "You savages who don't know how to be kings will pick a bunch of obedient people every time they are beaten, and coax them past this hurdle. After a few years, you will have enough strength, and you will go south to harm us again." . Calculate for yourselves, how many times have you surrendered since Taizong¡¯s Northern Expedition? What¡¯s the result? Every time it comes back, the momentum becomes greater! To be honest, everyone in the Ming Dynasty, including myself, is tired of this endless No more nonsense"
A group of Mongolian nobles were trembling in their hearts. Do they really want to kill them all?
Then Sun Zheng continued: "In the past, Zhuge Kongming's southern expedition was fruitless, and Meng Huo was convinced after seven captures and seven vertical defeats. I'm afraid you barbarians are all the same. I will give you a chance and let you go back now. Please feel free to do it again Gather warriors and assemble heavy troops. Let¡¯s do it one game at a time. If seven times doesn¡¯t work, just nine times! Until you are convinced!¡±
Then these nobles were sent out of the camp, and the soldiers they led thoughtfully allowed them to each choose ten guards to leave together.
Although they were escorted by New Army soldiers, when they passed the machine gun position, the group of people were still frightened to the point of having cramps in their calves, and even their horses were too frightened to move forward.
With great difficulty, the gifts were sent out of the circle, and the machine gun positions welcoming guests were withdrawn from the main camp.
A group of boys gathered around to watch. The machine gunners had their nostrils piercing the sky, looking very proud.
Thirty thousand prisoners were organized and used the corpses of their companions to build the Jingguan. Although the temperature was very low, no one complained about suffering or tiredness.
The Mongolian military tents were set up again to house the prisoners. This time the supplies were much richer. The food is good, at least there is meat every meal.
In order to facilitate their work, the Ming army also distributed pointed picks and labor protection supplies to them. Everyone has gloves, cotton hats, cotton shoes, etc. This kind of treatment is already better than that under the little prince's account.
Sun Zheng has always been generous with labor that can create value for himself.
And this time is different from the previous sweeps along the river. This battle broke the little prince's courage in one fell swoop, so there was no need to kill and capture the generals again. These 30,000 young men are all good labor!
The prisoners carefully built the Jingguan. It took almost a month. Three equally spectacular mountains of corpses stood around the old palace. No matter which direction you came from, the first thing you saw was the huge Jingguan.
At the end of the twelfth lunar month, on New Year¡¯s Eve, Mongolians send New Year gifts.
Barley wine, kumis, cheese, dried meat, various jade, agate, nugget gold, leather goods, medicinal herbs, etc., everything is available. Basically, the Mongolians have a pile of everything they can get their hands on, including cattle and sheep. Tens of thousands came.
The congratulatory group sang songs of praise respectfully for a long time and presented gifts to Sun Zheng and others. Then he tactfully stated that they were discussing the terms of the noble man earlier. However, due to the inconvenience of transportation in winter, many tribes did not know where they were. It would take some time to contact them all.
Sun Zheng was noncommittal and said they could do whatever they wanted, and we didn't care.
On New Year¡¯s Eve, Sun Zheng distributed thousands of fireworks tubes for everyone to set off fireworks to celebrate the New Year.
He himself escaped from the camp under the guise of entering concentration and came to Sanzhi Mountain more than ten miles away.
This is a rocky mountain, so named because its three peaks are like fingers.
Sun Zheng took advantage of the fact that everyone¡¯s attention was attracted by the fireworks at night, and quietly dug a big hole at the base of each of the three peaks, stuffed a big bomb inside, set a timer, and then quietly returned to the camp.
The next day was the Chinese New Year, and the cooking team generously cooked dumplings for everyone.
The congratulatory group was flattering and singing in various ways, which made Sun Zheng very embarrassed. But others enjoy it very much. Such is the trend in this era.
As noon approached, Sun Zheng invited the congratulatory group to enjoy his show.
Standing under the warm winter sun, Sun Zheng stretched out his hand to grab the air, and a long sword suddenly appeared in his hand. He chanted loudly: "The Nine Heavens Mysterious Temple turns into divine thunder! The brilliant power of heaven is drawn with the sword!"
As the long sword slashed down diagonally, everyone's eyes were directed towards Three Fingers Mountain by the tip of the sword.
"Three Finger Mountain suddenly shook, and clouds of smoke and dust exploded from the roots of the three peaks at the same time, followed by a deafening roar. After the smoke and dust, the three peaks disappeared!
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Both the congratulatory group and the prisoners rushed to their knees, muttering words and kowtowing in prayer.
Sun Zheng felt secretly happy, repeating the old tune again, but his craftsmanship is still there.
Hehehe, how dare you deal with me! You think I can't do anything to you if you escape without showing your face, right?
If I don¡¯t give you some colors to see, I¡¯m afraid you won¡¯t know why the flowers are so red! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Now.
Hehehe, how dare you deal with me! You think I can't do anything to you if you escape without showing your face, right?
If I don¡¯t give you some colors to see, I¡¯m afraid you won¡¯t know why the flowers are so red! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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