In the silent night, the whistling of arrows suddenly rang out. The patrolling Tartar warriors had just stood up when they saw the rain of fire coming toward them.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Fire arrows rained down on the Tartar camp.
The moment the arrows that were covered in kerosene touched the camp tent, flames burst out, wreaking havoc like a flood.
Before the sleeping Tartar warriors could rush out of the camp, they were swallowed by the sea of fire.
Rockets rained down one after another, setting the Tartar camp on fire.
Tens of thousands of warriors howled in pain…
The clothes worn by the Tartar soldiers were mostly made of the fur of wild beasts, and these clothes were the easiest to be ignited by flames.
The fire men howled in pain and rolled on the snow, trying to put out the flames on their bodies.
However, there weren't many gaps between the tents, and the snow around them had been melted by the flames.
Before the Tartar soldiers could run to the next pile of snow, they were already engulfed in flames and fell to the ground weakly.
In the largest camp, Andahan rushed out in fear under the protection of the guards.
However, when he saw the boundless sea of fire, he could not help but stagger and almost fall to the ground.
"It's over! Everything is over!" Andahan said weakly.
The sea of fire raged in the camp. Looking around, other than the dazzling flames, there were only soldiers covered in flames, howling in pain.
Now, not only did the Tartars have to be wary of the Ming army that could charge over at any time, but they also had to prevent the restless horses from injuring themselves.
The Tatars were best at running and attacking, but their horses were extremely afraid of fire.
Due to the instinct of animals towards danger, even after a long period of training, these military horses were still difficult to control.
The restless military horses rushed through the flames and trampled on the fallen Ttar soldiers.
……
On top of the city wall of the Jiayu Pass.
Zeng Xi stared at the sea of fire in the distance with a deep expression.
By the time the arrows landed, Hu Zongxian and Qiu Luan had already led 80,000 soldiers into the enemy camp.
Although there was a great disparity in strength between the two sides, the Tata warriors were too busy to fend for themselves at the moment. How could they have the mood to resist the charge of the Ming soldiers?
How could the soldiers of Ming not know the brutality of the Tartars? Since the beginning of the confrontation between the two, the Tatars often invaded the border of the Ming Dynasty, looting materials and killing people...
The hatred the Ming soldiers had for the Tartars had long since been ingrained in their bones.
As the saying goes, when enemies meet, their eyes will turn red!
The moment the Great Ming soldiers charged into the Tartar camp, they were destined to fight to the death!
The sea of fire raged in the camp. Facing the Ming soldiers who had been prepared for a long time, the Tartar soldiers had no way to resist.
For a moment, painful howls resounded throughout the night, and the scorching flames ignited the blood in the hearts of the Ming soldiers.
Even the Tartars who had been burned to death by the fire would be stabbed by the Ming soldiers to vent their hatred.
Facing the Ming soldiers that were like rainbows in the sky, even if the other party only had eighty thousand people, Andahan and the other tribal leaders had no intention of resisting.
"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"
The restless army could no longer ride, and Andahan personally led the Tatars to run on foot.
The injured Tartars were trapped in the sea of fire and could only choose to give up.
At this moment, they had no other thoughts in their minds. They wanted to do everything they could to get away from this hell on earth.
They were filled with regret. If they had not invaded the border of Great Ming, they would not have experienced this.
If the Tartar Kingdom had not become enemies with the Ming Dynasty, the tribes would not have been exterminated!
Weapons, horses, tribal flags, anything that could stop them from escaping had been abandoned by the Tartars.
In the dark night, with the help of the flames, one could vaguely make out that eighty thousand Great Ming soldiers were chasing nearly a hundred thousand Tatars at full speed.
They no longer had any will to fight. Their only hope was to return to the tribe safely.
However, how could everything be easy? If it was easy, it would not be the extravagant hope in their hearts!
Turtle Mountain.
Qi Jiguang had led three thousand fire cavalry to ambush them, and their heavy cannons were already aimed at the flat ground in front of them.
He already knew about the surprise attack on the Tartar camp.
For this reason, he and the three thousand fire cavalry did not sleep for the entire night just to keep the Tartars here.
From time to time, chaotic shouts could be heard from afar.
Looking around, it was the defeated Tartars!
Qi Jiguang and the 3,000 Fire Cavalrymen's killing intent instantly appeared as they gripped their weapons tightly.
"Charge the gunpowder!"
"Yes, sir."
The fleeing Tartars didn't notice the strange movements in the direction of Turtle Mountain. Their attention was on the Great Ming soldiers behind them.
Bang bang bang ~
In an instant, a deafening sound rang out, and a barrage of cannonballs with dazzling flames fell on the Tartars.
Hong Hong Hong ~
In an instant, flames rose in all directions. Under the impact of this power, his flesh and blood body turned into a pile of minced meat.
The Anta Khan and the tribal leaders who were at the front naturally received special care from Qi Jiguang.
……
About two hours later, the sky began to brighten. The vast plains outside Turtle Mountain were covered in snow. Only the location of the Ming Dynasty soldiers was in a mess.
The blood and broken bodies mixed with the snow and mud, but they were charred black due to the power of the cannon.
On top of the city wall of the Jiayu Pass.
Zeng Xi held the news of victory in his hand, his face filled with joy as he looked at the snow outside the Jiayu Pass with bright eyes.
Although the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who returned triumphantly were shivering from the cold, they still could not suppress the excitement in their hearts.
They had won this battle, and it was a huge victory!
Countless military horses were pulled into the pass by the soldiers.
"Prepare a memorial for His Majesty and report the battle at Jiayu Pass truthfully!”
"Yes, General." The soldier bowed excitedly.
……
From the day the news was drafted, it was sent to the Forbidden City in the capital by the post station.
Golden Palace.
Chen.
The emperor had just arrived at the court and was discussing state affairs with the civil and military officials.
"Good news! Good news! Zeng Xi led the army and won a great victory. 300,000 Tatars were killed, and more than 150,000 horses and countless weapons were seized…"
From the moment the soldiers entered the palace gates, the sound of good news had been heard.
Only when he rushed into the Imperial Court did he stop.
The victory at the front line made even the soldiers who delivered the letter unable to suppress the excitement in their hearts.
"Your Majesty, Marshal Zeng has won a great victory at the front line. I have specially sent a report of victory from 800 miles away.”the soldier said emotionally.
Zhu Zaihou was delighted and said loudly,""Hand it over!"
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