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When the news of the destruction of Guangning City reached the big tent, Lin Danhan was playing with the golden cup in his hand, and the mellow kumiss in the cup was even rippling with microwaves.
"What did you say? Tell Ben Khan again!"
The spy who reported the news was shaking like chaff, knocked his head on the ground, and cried in his voice: "The Great Khan... Guangning... Guangning has fallen! The Ming army of hundreds of thousands was wiped out in just three days... less than three days!"
With a "clang", the gold cup fell to the ground, and the wine splashed onto Lin Danhan's expensive python pattern boots.He stood up suddenly, a huge shadow enveloped the entire tent, and his eyes were full of unbelievable horror.
Three days?That was an important town that the Ming Dynasty had operated in Liaodong for many years. It was a frontier defense city with a hundred thousand troops!The corrupt but still huge Ming Empire couldn't even last three days?Lin Danhan couldn't believe his ears.He couldn't tell for a moment whether it was Hou Jin's group of Jurchen barbarians who were too powerful, or whether the Ming army's group of drunkards and rice sacks were just too powerful.
Anger, shock, and a sense of humiliation at being played welled up in my heart.As a direct descendant of Genghis Khan and co-owner of the grassland, how could he endure such a tone?
"Prepare your horses! Send an order to all the troops to pull out of camp immediately!" Lin Danhan's roar made the roof of the tent rustle with dust.
"You must sweat profusely!" Several Nayan (nobles) under the tent hurriedly knelt down. "The Ming army has been defeated, and Hou Jin's morale is at its peak. Going forward at this time is like hitting an egg with a stone! Besides, our army has not yet been assembled..."
"Shut up!" Lin Danhan's eyes were red and he interrupted everyone's admonishment, "The Ming army has hundreds of thousands of people. Even if they are a group of pigs, Houjin will be exhausted after three days and three nights of killing them! If they win, it will be a miserable defeat! Now I am leading 30,000 fine cavalry to kill them. I just want to take a ready advantage and drive these Jurchens back to Hetuala to feed the wolves!"
There is still a huge sense of luck in his heart.He didn't believe that the newly emerging Houjin could swallow this tough piece of Guangning unscathed. He wanted to take a look, even if it was just to collect the corpses and pick up the leaks, he would never let the reputation of the Jin family be wiped out on the grassland.
Half an hour later, more than 30,000 Mongolian cavalry rolled up the yellow sand in the sky, and rushed towards Guangning with light armor.
However, Lin Danhan's every move has already fallen into the eyes of others.As soon as his army left the camp, Horqin's scouts, one man and three horses, rushed to Jin camp like crazy to report the news.Horqin's five thousand cavalry followed them like a shadow, always hanging fifty miles behind Lin Dan Khan's army, neither far nor near, like a pack of patient wolves, following until Lin Dan Khan's army completely walked out of the Horqin grassland and entered the territory near Guangning.
Just when Lin Danhan's army was still a hundred miles away from Guangning, a scarlet wall of dust suddenly rose on the horizon ahead.
Blocking the road were the two red flags commanded by Da Beile Daishan and the Liaodong Han auxiliary army that had surrendered to Hou Jin, totaling more than 20,000 people.Zhenghongqi's camp has long been set up as solidly as Mount Tai, with flags blocking out the sun and a forest of swords and guns. It was obvious that he had made calculations but not intentionally, so he opened his pockets here and waited for him to drill into them.
Lin Danhan reined in his horse and looked at the Houjin cavalry waiting in front, his heart suddenly sank.In order to rush on the road, his army had been marching for two consecutive days, running for nearly 500 miles.At this time, the troops and horses were already at the end of their strength.
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