I was kicked out of the house, and I was reborn and became the emperor

Fang Yi stood proudly on the general's platform. Wherever his eyes looked, the soldiers all puffed out their chests. Ten thousand veterans who had experienced many vicissitudes of life were eager to go to the battlefield with this young general who had emerged in the northern border in recent years.

The remaining three thousand new recruits have all been incorporated into the Chiyu Camp, staring quietly at their commander. Countless experiences of fighting side by side have made them connected by blood with Fang Yi.

Fang Yi glanced sideways at several captains among the old soldiers, their eyes met, and they all nodded.

Among them, the burly captain is named Qiu Chengzhen, who will lead 3,000 soldiers to the battle first, and the remaining 7,000 will be led by Di Qing.

No need to say much, the army moves in silence!

At this time, inside the Jurchen camp, Nurhaci had fallen asleep. The sentry at the gate yawned continuously, leaned limply against his spear, and secretly wondered when the war would end.

"Squeak-"

The north gate of Yunzhou opened silently, and three thousand elite cavalrymen poured out like a torrent, each of them holding a spear in their hands, a sword on their waist, and carrying a blazing torch on their back. With a clear goal, they rushed straight to the military camp on the right wing of the Jurchens.

The sentries at the camp gate were drowsy and staggering. Suddenly, one of them straightened up, looked around, and kicked someone lightly. "Hey, did you hear anything?"

Those whose sweet dreams are disturbed are very unhappy.

"What's that noise? Are you dreaming? Stop making noise, you're disturbing my sleep!"

"No! It's the sound of horse hooves!"

The awakened sentry seemed to have caught the sound as well, and stared forward. The sound of horse hooves became clearer and closer.

The two of them stared blankly at the black figures appearing one by one before them, their minds going blank.

cavalry?

Why did the Yunzhou defenders show up?

Could it be a dream?

"Enemy attack!"

A scream cut through the night sky.

"Shhhhhh!"

Before he could finish his words, a feathered arrow pierced the chest of the person shouting. The arrow tail trembled and the sentinel's eyes widened in disbelief.

The soldiers who were charging in the front approached the camp gate and threw out hooks one after another. The hook claws bit the wooden board tightly and one end was tied to the saddle. "Hey!" Everyone worked together and rode their horses back.

"Boom"

With a loud noise, the camp gate collapsed. Qiu Chengzhen was the first to charge into the camp, galloping wildly on his horse. The three thousand cavalrymen were like wolves and tigers, galloping in different directions, fighting anyone they met and killing any enemy they encountered.

Most of the Jurchen soldiers were still asleep and fled out of the tent in a daze. Without swords in their hands, they were pierced by the spears of the Yunzhou cavalry and fell heavily to the ground.

Passing by the cloud chariot, countless torches fell like rain of fire from the sky. In an instant, flames shot up into the sky and the Jurchen camp fell into chaos.

The shrill sound of the enemy's attack horn tore through the night sky, pulling Nurhaci back from his dream. Before he could even drift off, a deputy general rushed in in a panic.

"Great Khan, it's bad. The Yunzhou defenders launched a surprise attack and are attacking the ordnance camp. Most of the cloud chariots have been burned!"

Nurhaci was furious when he heard the news and kicked the deputy general to the ground.

"Useless! Quickly inform the left camp, the cavalry will attack immediately, bite the enemy, why are you panicking!"

The deputy general covered his chest, did not dare to delay, and staggered away.

Nurhaci hurriedly donned his armor and entered the camp gate. Several lieutenants were anxiously waiting. Fires were shooting up from the direction of the ordnance camp. After a brief panic, the Jurchen army was quickly getting ready, and the cavalry mounted their horses and rushed to the ordnance camp.

"How many enemies are there?" Nurhaci shouted, looking at the fire.

"About three to four thousand of them. They came with great force and caught us off guard." replied the captain.

"Hmph!" Nurhaci snorted coldly, and couldn't help but secretly marvel in his heart that Fang Yi was truly a man of great skill and courage, and was not afraid of even defeating a large force with a small one.

However, in a flash, he suddenly felt that this might be a godsend.

We are worried about how to break into the city. If we can lure all the defenders of Yunzhou out of the city and fight them out, wouldn't it save us the trouble of a brute force attack?

At this moment, the Yunzhou cavalry left the city on their own, which was an opportunity that came right to their doorstep!

Thinking of this, Nurhaci couldn't help but smile, as if he had seen the gate of Yunzhou city open and waving to him.

The generals around looked at each other, wondering why the Khan suddenly smiled. Was he frightened and lost his mind?

Nurhaci waved his hand and ordered: "Cavalry, surround these 3,000 people and force the Yunzhou defenders to come out of the city to rescue. The infantry will gather in battle formation and immediately block the road to the north gate as soon as the defenders leave the city."

The captain at the side hesitated and said, "Great Khan, Yunzhou has three gates for entry and exit. The enemy may not choose the north gate to return to the city. If we only block the north gate, I'm afraid it will be difficult to block their retreat."

Nurhaci explained calmly: "The North Gate is closest to our main camp, and it is the most convenient for them. The other two gates, the East and the West, need to be bypassed, and our cavalry can inflict heavy damage on them along the way. If the infantry is divided into three gates, the strength will be too dispersed, the formation will be fragile, and it will be easy to be dispersed by the cavalry, so we can concentrate our forces to guard the North Gate. Go and prepare quickly!"

The generals suddenly realized what was going on and dispersed to prepare. It must be admitted that Nurhaci was indeed a talented commander. He was able to quickly stabilize the situation in the face of a surprise attack and find a strategy that would help the army win.

Unfortunately, he had never expected that the target of Yunzhou's attack this time was not supplies, but his head - Nurhaci.

The roles of hunter and prey often reveal the truth only at the last moment.

After burning the weapons, Qiu Chengzhen quickly assembled his troops and tried to rush out of the camp, but he was unexpectedly encountered a swarm of Jurchen cavalry. The two sides fought fiercely and the sound of killing was deafening.

Although the Jurchen cavalry were large in number, they fought hastily and suffered heavy losses.

The Jurchen cavalry was not in a hurry to annihilate the 3,000 enemy troops, but slowly tightened the encirclement, trapping Qiu Chengzhen inside.

"Boom boom boom!"

War drums rumbled, and the north gate of Yunzhou suddenly reopened. Di Qing led his army out like a tide, heading straight for the Jurchen army that surrounded Qiu Chengzhen. Di Qing looked back and roared: "We, the soldiers of the northern border, will fight to the death today and swear to avenge the humiliation of the defeat in Wangque! Kill!"

"Kill!" The deafening roar cut through the sky, like the sound of a war drum, stirring people's hearts.

The old soldiers of the Northern Frontier, who have fought hundreds of battles without losing strength, once again stepped onto the battlefield. Their heroic posture was like a roar of thunder, shaking the sky!

At the same time, the east gate of Yunzhou opened silently, and the three thousand elite soldiers of the Chiyu Camp filed out like ghosts in the dark night. Fang Yi's eyes were cold, and he whispered, every word was sonorous: "Nurhaci, I have ridden my horse to keep your fateful appointment!"

Faced with the iron wall woven by the Jurchen cavalry, the 7,000-strong army, with Di Qing as the vanguard, slowly advanced like a sharp cone tip, launching a fierce attack on the Jurchen encirclement from the flank, vowing to tear open a gap.

Di Qing encountered a Jurchen captain head-on. With a flash of cold light, his long spear pierced through the captain's armor and went straight into his chest like a dragon. In an instant, hot blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing the ground red.

With this thundering blow, the body of the Jurchen captain was lifted high up. Di Qing's angry roar shook the sky in mid-air. He thrust forward with force. Along with the captain's heavy body, another Jurchen soldier fell down. The two corpses fell to the ground with a dull thud, stirring up a cloud of dust.

A bullet pierced the heart, and both souls returned to heaven. All the spectators changed color and were terrified. This scene was the most direct interpretation of death.