According to Xia Jian himself, the Ming army had won a great victory in this battle. He wanted to treat his brothers who had survived that battle to wine and meat.
Battles in which fewer people could defeat more people had happened in ancient times, but there weren't many of them.
Almost every battle where the outnumbered defeated the outnumbered would be recorded in history and become a story of the ages.
After a life-and-death battle, they naturally had to drink wine and eat meat!
In the battle with the Tartar cavalrymen, countless warhorses had died, and there was no lack of meat.
Wine was even easier to get. In this era, which family didn't brew millet wine?
After winning a battle and protecting Qingyang City, there was no nonsense to collect some rice wine from you, right?
What was that? No?
Alright, I'll have to ask you to get out of Qingyang City.
Xia Jian had never said that he was a good person. He was a eunuch, not a clean official!
At the celebration banquet, Xia Jian could feel the respect the soldiers had for him. He was even more respected by the soldiers than Commander Xiang Zhong.
Xiang Zhong is still in Guyuan and hasn't returned yet. Qingyang City is still under Xia Jian's management.
Laughter, drinking, eating, and getting tired, the soldiers fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.
Xia Jian had also drunk quite a bit, and he felt that he could not open his sleepy eyes. He had drunk a little too much to compete with the soldiers, so he had the urge to pee. In a daze, he went to find a hidden place to pee.
In ancient times, rice wine was brewed at home, unlike modern times where mineral water was mixed with alcohol.
The rice wine was rich and sweet, and the alcohol content was not very high. Drinking it was like drinking a low-alcohol beverage.
Although the alcohol content was low, if one drank too much, they would still get drunk.
After urinating, Xia Jian pulled up his pants. He still couldn't let anyone know that he wasn't a real eunuch.
He stood up and left. Suddenly, a white light flashed in front of his eyes. He seemed to be deeply tired, and his eyelids seemed to have a heavy stone hanging on them.
Xia Jian fainted just like that. When he woke up, he found himself sleeping on a soft bed.
When he opened his eyes, the first person he saw was actually a white-clothed woman with a graceful figure.
The woman had a transparent veil on her face, so it was unclear who she was. However, Xia Jian thought that she should be a beauty.
The woman in white stood by the bed and looked into Xia Jian's eyes.
"You're awake?"
The woman in white opened her red lips and spoke in a pleasant voice.
Xia Jian's mind gradually sobered up. He narrowed his eyes slightly. At this moment, he could smell some danger.
"Who are you?" Xia Jian asked.
He had drunk too much last night and didn't know how he got back to his room. However, Xia Jian was sure that the woman in front of him was definitely not someone to be trifled with.
"You don't have to care about who I am. However, what I want to tell you is that even though you defeated that small group of Mongolian cavaliers, you shouldn't have killed Mao Li Qiu!”
Hearing the woman in white's words, Xia Jian's expression immediately turned cold. He said,"Are you a Tartar?"
The woman in white ignored Xia Jian's words and continued,"Mao Li Qiu is the younger brother of Mao Li Child King. If you kill him, Mao Li Child King will definitely start a war against Ming Dynasty.”
The younger brother of the child king? Mao Liqiu? Xia Jian didn't know who he was. Besides, he had already killed him, so there was no point in regretting it.
However, compared to this, Xia Jian was more curious about who the woman in front of him was.
Xia Jian was very unhappy that he had appeared in his room without a sound because he felt that his life was in danger.
If this woman had stabbed him in the throat while he was sleeping, wouldn't he be dead?
Therefore, Xia Jian did not say anything else. He secretly condensed sword qi in his left hand and attacked the woman's face.
The white-robed woman dodged and barely managed to dodge. The sword qi flew out of the window.
While the woman in white was dodging, Xia Jian took the opportunity to snatch the veil off her face.
"F * ck, Maya!"
The veil was removed, and the face of a fox demon appeared. It looked like a human and a demon, and it was especially terrifying!
After revealing his fox demon face, he seemed to have angered this monster. His figure flashed, and his afterimage disappeared. His true body condensed and suddenly appeared in front of Xia Jian.
It grabbed Xia Jian's neck, and the monster's eyes turned into the rhombus-shaped eyes of a fox. Blood flowed out of its left eye, and an invisible aura hit Xia Jian's body, making him unable to muster any strength.
"No, no, don't!"
Hu ~
Xia Jian opened his eyes and realized that it was all a dream.
After waking up and taking a piss, Xia Jian had almost forgotten about the nightmare.
When he left the house, Xia Jian paused for a moment and looked at the window. His eyes narrowed slightly.
Outside the door, his trusted aide stood respectfully.
"Lord, it's bad. The Maoli Child King of Tartar is leading the Mongol army and confronting the commander in Guyuan. Lord Xiang Zhong had already gathered the troops from the surrounding cities and rushed to Guyuan.”
Because Guyuan and Qingyang City were still some distance away, this news had already spread from Guyuan last night.
Guyuan was now surrounded by the Tatars. It looked like the Tatars were going to fight to the death with the Ming border guards.
The original Tatar cavalrymen would rarely gather their forces to fight against the Great Ming Army. Most of them would sneak attack and charge into the Great Ming City like bandits to snatch food and women!
Sometimes, even if they won a war and took down a city, they would leave after robbing the food, wealth, and women.
The Great Ming forces in the surrounding cities were only slightly more than the Mongol and Tartar forces.
In terms of combat strength, they probably couldn't compare to the Mongol and Tartar soldiers.
The Maoli Child King was not the Khan of Tartar. His existence was equivalent to Cao Cao, who used the emperor to command the vassals during the Three Kingdoms period.
The Khans of the Tartar tribe were all supported by him, and the actual power was in his hands.
His younger brother was killed, so this hairy child king naturally couldn't stand it and gathered an army to crusade against Da Ming.
Xia Jian didn't mind that Mao Li child was leading an army over. If he came, then so be it. He could just deal a huge blow to the Tartar army in one wave. This way, he wouldn't be able to come to the border of Great Ming anymore.
Under Xia Jian's orders, the craftsman camp started to produce firearms and mines.
At the same time, under Xia Jian's design, the craftsman camp began to design a type of cannon.
Xia Jian named this cannon the Crouching Tiger Cannon!
The crouching tiger cannon was an improved version of the bowl-mouth cannon. It was invented by the anti-Japanese hero Qi Jiguang in the middle and late Ming Dynasty.
The Crouching Tiger Cannon actually looked like a mortar commonly used in World War II. It looked like a tiger crouching on the ground, hence its name.
Just like that, after half a month, the Tartar army led by Mao Li Hai finally broke through Guyuan and chased the Ming army to Qingyang City.
The Ming Border Guards led by Xiang Zhong were not as strong as the Mongol army led by Mao Li Hai because the Tartar army led by Mao Li Hai had powerful firearms!
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