Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 282 Chapter 282, the gates of the Ming army camp are locked, and the Mongolian army temporarily retreats

The next day, Chaolu led a brigade of cavalry and directly approached the camp of the Ming army.

Fifty thousand Heshuo special cavalry were driving on the plateau, and the movement could be said to be earth-shattering. The sky-shaking smoke and dust filled dozens of miles, and the animals in the mountains and forests fled everywhere.

Naturally, Fan Wencheng and Luo Shi also set out with the army. Due to yesterday's conflict, the Mongols obviously took a lot of time today, but these two walked slowly with their guards, and they were enjoying themselves.

Fan Wencheng smiled and said: "Lord Luo Shi, after today, you will become the most popular person under Prince Rui."

Rosh waved his hand and said, "How is it possible?"

Fan Wencheng said sternly: "Why is that impossible? It must be known that Prince Rui's biggest confidant is the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty, and the Crown Prince of the Ming Kingdom is just opposite. This place is far away from the interior of the Ming Dynasty. Once the Heshuo Special Division wins That Crown Prince of the Ming Kingdom will definitely die, and you have solved this serious problem for Prince Rui during this trip, if you can't become the number one celebrity due to this overwhelming contribution, who else can be qualified?"

After listening to Fan Wencheng's words, Luo Shi couldn't help showing a smile on his face, and said sincerely: "If I really made a contribution this time, I will definitely recommend Mr. Fan to Prince Rui for his contribution when I go back."

As the saying goes, people in bridal sedan chairs carry people. Although Roche is a man, he is not a fool. Naturally, everyone understands this truth.

Chatting and chatting, the Heshuo special cavalry army slowly stopped their horseshoes, and the two immediately cheered up, knowing that a decisive battle was coming.

The chief general of Heshuo stared at the camp of the Ming army in front of him, and felt a little puzzled in his heart: "What happened?"

From Chaolu's point of view, it is impossible for the Ming army to be ignorant of the news that He Shuote has attacked, but at this moment the Ming army camp is quiet and there is no movement outside the camp.

Chaolu pondered for a moment, then waved his horsewhip: "Send troops to visit the camp of the Ming army!"

A team of thousands of cavalry rushed out of Heshuote's main camp and rushed towards the Ming army camp.

Seeing that they were about to rush into the range of the Ming army's bows and arrows, the Heshuote cavalry suddenly bent their bows and set up arrows, and fired a wave of neat arrows, and then dispersed towards the two wings like a tide.

With the help of the huge kinetic energy of the horses running, the range of Heshuote's cavalry longbow can exceed the range of Ming army archers, just shoot the bow and arrow at the most extreme place and then disperse, so that Ming army archers can only watch Heshuote helplessly people leave.

After all, the Mongols are a nation on horseback. Although there is no longer a Mongol Empire, this almost instinctive skill package is still handed down among various Mongolian tribes.

After many bows and arrows were thrown into the Ming army's camp, there was finally movement in the camp.

The side door of the Ming army camp opened, and a cavalry force of about [-] rushed out to meet the [-] Heshuote cavalry who had just dispersed.

When Chaolu saw this, he couldn't help but sneered: "These damned traitors actually want to compete with us and Shuote's warriors?"

The Mongolian generals beside Chaolu also laughed in unison.

For the Mongols, they were always worried about the strong bows and crossbows of the Ming Dynasty, not the cavalry of the Ming Dynasty!

After a fight between the two sides, the cavalry of the Ming army slowly retreated into the camp.

In this short cavalry battle, the Heshuote cavalry suffered more casualties on both sides, but considering that the Ming army cavalry was twice as large as the Heshuote cavalry, it can be seen at a glance that the Heshuote cavalry is stronger.

This made Chao Lu a little angry, and said coldly: "If the Ming cavalry attack again later, we have to cut off their retreat and eat them all in one bite!"

But then, something unexpected happened to Chaolu.

A quarter of an hour passed.

Half an hour passed.

An hour passed.

The Ming army... actually didn't attack.

The Chaolu man was dumbfounded, and couldn't help saying: "Send two more cavalry to provoke!"

However, no matter how provocative the Heshuo special cavalry sent by Chaolu this time, the camp of the Ming army was still quiet and there was no reaction.

This surprised Heshuote from top to bottom.

Luo Shi, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but said: "Mr. Fan, what do you think the Ming army is up to?"

Fan Wencheng smiled wryly and spread his hands: "Your Highness, this slave is just a literati, how does he know about these wars?"

Rosh snorted and said with a smile: "I've been relying on you all this time, but I forgot about it."

Fan Wencheng asked in turn: "Lord Luo Shi, you have often fought wars, what do you think?"

Luo Shi rubbed his head, thought for a while, and said, "I think the Ming army will not be able to fight today."

Fan Wencheng was taken aback when he heard the words: "Not going to fight? Impossible? The Ming army came from a long way away. According to common sense, it should be the side that is more eager to complete the decisive battle quickly."

Luo Shi's expression became serious, and said: "His Royal Highness, I have fought against him. His fighting methods have always been unexpected, so it is not impossible for the Ming army to go out of their way and not fight this time." .”

Fan Wencheng stroked his beard and said slowly: "If this is the case, how will the Ming army win?"

Luo Shi smacked his lips and said, "That's unknown. But I always have a bad feeling, I hope that Prince Chaolu won't be fooled."

Chao Lu was very angry.

"This Zhu Cihong didn't dare to go out to fight? What are you talking about, Prince Changsheng? You're just a coward!"

The Heshuo special generals on the side also looked at each other in blank dismay.

Generally speaking, if the Ming army goes out to fight outside the Great Wall, they will basically fight as soon as the two sides meet. In this situation, it is really the first time they have met.

what can we do about it?

Chao Lu's face was cloudy and uncertain, and after a long while, he said very unhappy: "The whole army is there, withdraw and return to the camp! Send an order to send [-] cavalry around to monitor the Ming army. If any Ming army leaves the camp, directly killed!"

Chaolu did not intend to directly attack the Ming army camp. The Heshuo Special Division was not the Mongol Empire back then. The Mongol Empire had both flexible light cavalry and heavy cavalry capable of attacking fortifications, but today’s Heshuo Special Division is limited to technical reasons. With light cavalry and no large-scale heavy cavalry, it is impossible to take advantage of the attack.

Chao Lu said coldly: "The Ming army came from a long way, and they will definitely not bring much food. I want to see how long they can last!"

The cavalry of the Heshuo Special Department retreated like a tide.

This scene also fell into the eyes of Zhu Cihong who had just boarded the camp wall.

Duke Ying stood beside Zhu Cihong, and said with some concern: "Your Highness, if this continues, we may not have enough food."

Zhu Cihong nodded slightly, and said: "It's okay, I have my own ideas."

When Zhu Cihong spoke, his expression was very confident.

Why so confident?This has to start from the time I arrived here a day ago.

The moment he arrived at Qinghai Lake, a systematic voice sounded in Zhu Cihong's mind.

"Congratulations to the host for completing the task, this reward - [-] catties of grain, [-] catties of meat! Trigger the sign-in task: Defeat the Heshuote cavalry, kill and capture more than [-] people, and kill or capture ten thousand catties of Gushhan Khan At least four of the sons!"

(End of this chapter)