Chapter 78 The Heavenly Soldiers Really Came from Heaven
At noon on April 5, the gathered cavalry from the Inner Khalkha and Khorchin tribes assembled at the foot of Yizhou City and formed two large groups according to their respective subordinates.

Of course, if we break it down, the large Inner Khalkha area can be divided into five parts, while the Khorchin tribe is more concentrated, with only two large areas.

The Mongolian cavalry had almost no military discipline. They were huddled together in a disorderly manner. Even in the front row visible to the Ming soldiers on the city wall, there were some who dismounted from their horses, took off their boots and threw away sand and gravel.

All the armored soldiers who were good at fighting were concentrated around the taijis of each small tribe. Hundreds of cavalrymen galloped back and forth between the tribes, passing on the orders of the chieftains one by one.

On the east city wall of Yizhou.

Zhu Mei pointed to the area that was most tightly surrounded by the Inner Khalkha cavalry and explained to the commander:

"That is the Zhaisai tribe of the Five Camps, also known as the Wengjilat tribe. After Chaohua got old, he was the head of the Five Camps. The leader of the Nenkorqin tribe, Borjigit Oba, is Chaohua's grandson. The two families are relatives. The Buhe that Li Shuai snatched away should be Oba's nephew."

The tribal leaders of the 30,000 households of the Left Wing of Mongolia were all Dayan Khan's rear wing, and the relationship between them was a bit like that between the princes in the Spring and Autumn Period.

"So, I robbed the right person?"

Li Hao originally went to see Huang Taiji's father-in-law, but he didn't expect that Buhe was actually a real relative of Oba, the leader of the Khorchin tribe.

"In addition to this cloth, many of the Semites captured by General Li are close relatives of the leaders of various tribes. No wonder they were so active in going south to grab people and assembled in just half a month."

Zhu Mei couldn't tell whether this was a blessing or a curse, but at least the Ming Dynasty would not suffer any loss today.

As long as we can hold out until the afternoon, the 6,000 reinforcements from Ningyuan will arrive.

"The soldiers of the Chariot Battalion are enough to deal with them. According to the original arrangement, the General's Battalion will go out of the east gate and line up behind the city. The soldiers of Zhu Zhen's Battalion will form a battle array on both sides of the city wall and move the heavy muskets and cannons to the top of the city."

This was the first time Li Hao commanded an army of several thousand men, so he tried to be as conservative as possible.

The flag officer passed on the commander's order, the crude temporary city gate slowly opened, and the soldiers of the standard camp pushed ox carts out one after another.

The chariot camp rebuilt by Sun Chengzong copied the organization of Qi Jiguang in its entirety. The chariot camp soldiers with more than 100 people could be divided into three major parts, the left and right wings, and the central army, according to one department or one bureau.

So the general's camp quickly formed a battle formation. The central army had about 900 people, divided into two rows, front and back, and the vehicles were equipped with cannons and various muskets.

The soldiers in the first row even had individual firearms such as long three-barreled guns.

The soldiers on the left and right wings were arranged in three rows, and their defense directions were biased towards the north and south to prevent the Mongolian cavalry from attacking the central army from the two wings.

Zhu Mei's camp troops were deployed in the gaps in the city walls, as well as on the walls on the north and south wings of the general's camp, to strengthen the defensive firepower on both wings.

As for the catapult modified for the commander-in-chief, it was pushed to a small mound in front of the five major camps by more than 20 soldiers.

"Zhu Zhen will guard the city wall. If anything unexpected happens, all soldiers in the city will obey Zhu Zhen's command."

Because he had to go into battle to kill the enemy, Li Hao temporarily gave up the command of the two battalions.

"Subordinates, obey orders!"

Zhu Mei clasped his fists and bowed, then escorted the commander-in-chief and the general's servants to the stairs leading down to the city.

"Cao Wenzhao led 150 men and stopped two miles north of Yizhou. He spared the two yellow flag Tartars and only stopped the Mongolian tribal leaders dressed in gorgeous clothes. Those who surrendered were not killed. As many leaders as possible were captured, the ordinary Mongolian soldiers were ignored."

Although there were four or five hundred Yellow Banner Tartars outside the city, as long as tens of thousands of Mongolian soldiers became rebellious, the Eight Banners did not dare to form a military formation and fight against the Ming Dynasty's household cavalry. They could only go with the flow, because the Mongolian soldiers running around could really kill them.

"Huang Long and Zu Kuan each led a hundred men and blocked the area five miles north of Yizhou. We will only kill the Mongolians with iron armor, and ignore the Mongolians with leather armor. As for the Tartars, if they attack us, we will fight back. If they don't attack us, we will ignore them and only kill the Mongolian armored soldiers."

Upon receiving the order, the generals mounted their horses and left the city from the north gate.

The idle Cao Bianjiao brought more than twenty servants and accompanied the commander-in-chief out of the east gate with a small entourage.

"Xiao Cao, you are not allowed to charge into the battle formation until I kill the Sanzhaisai tribe."

Before entering the catapult's bullet bag, Li Hao specifically ordered Cao Bianjiao to hold his ground in front of the city to prevent him from attacking the Mongols, and let Zhaisai and other Mongolian leaders avoid it in advance.

"Don't worry, Marshal Li. I am also a person who strictly abides by military orders."

Xiao Cao agreed.

Several soldiers from the battalion began to turn the winch wheel, and the lever of the catapult began to descend until it was parallel to the ground.

……

To be honest, Zhaisai actually didn't want to go south with the Khorchin tribe to bring back his relatives.

He was a 47-year-old Mongolian warrior with a round face, small eyes, and a beard on his chin that was as messy as his hair.

"If Kunlun Khan hadn't released my two children and me seven years ago, I would never have made this trip."

Kunlun Khan was the title given to Nurhaci by the Five Camps. Although he was given the title, the Five Camps were in a state of confrontation with the Later Jin most of the time. In the battle of Kaiyuan Tieling seven years ago, Sai Zhai also brought tens of thousands of troops to assist the Ming army.

Unfortunately, the newly arrived general of Jinzhou in the Ming Dynasty went too far this time. Not only did he rob several of his cousins' tribes, but even his wife's sister and her family were taken outside the city of Jinzhou.

If he had not led his troops on this battle, who among the tribal leaders of the Inner Khalkha would have taken him seriously?
Guarja Tulai on the side kept comforting him.

"This Ming general also went to our house to rob, but he ran back to Jinzhou from Korqin and Fuxin. We have several banners with 20,000 to 30,000 people, and we are still blocking him in Liaoyang."

The news of the death of the great prince Daishan in battle had spread among the tribes on the grassland, but the illiterate Mongolian leaders did not know who killed the great prince of the Later Jin Dynasty, nor did they know what Li Hao had done in the Later Jin Dynasty's territory.

"Alas, this group of Ming troops is not easy to deal with today. Your flag soldiers must dismount and attack the city, otherwise my five battalions will just give up and not take care of this mess."

Zhaisai's words were threatening. Attacking cities was not the Mongols' strong point. If he was not afraid of being intercepted by the Ming army in Yizhou on his way back, he would not want to fight a big battle here.

The cavalry of the Chahar tribe in the north had already assembled and were waiting near the city wall. After defeating the Ming army, they had to fight Ligdan Khan, and after defeating Ligdan Khan, they had to go back and continue confronting the Later Jin and Khorchin tribes.

When will this day end?

"Look, cousin. The Ming general has climbed onto the catapult. What does he want to do? Want to kill himself and make us die laughing?"

Engelder, the leader of the Bayuet tribe, one of the five major camps, pointed at the catapult on the hill and said to his cousin Zhaisai.

The Ming army's behavior made him laugh.

After he reminded them of this, the Mongolian Taijis around him all noticed this situation and laughed along with their cavalrymen.

The air around was filled with joy.

Only Tulai and the more than 200 soldiers under his command could not laugh. The soldiers of the Eight Banners could see clearly that the Ming general who mounted the catapult was the notorious Li Hao.

Li Hao, the one who successively killed Daishan, Turushi, Manggurtai and other Eight Banners warriors.

If it weren't for their master Guaerjia Tulai and the warrior Guaerjia Laosa of the Red Banner, these Niulu from the two Yellow Banners would not have wanted to run to the west of Sancha River to get beaten.

It might be chopped in half by Ming's axe.

The Later Jin soldiers had sad faces, while the Mongolian soldiers were laughing so hard that they were rolling over.

In this strange atmosphere, the catapult lever finally twisted violently, throwing Li Hao out of the bullet bag.

The landing point was very clever, on the right side of Tulai's horse and on the left side of Engdel's horse.

"Ahhh~"

Tulai had already witnessed the bravery of this Ming general. He could barely make it work for him to command the flag soldiers from the outside to attack, but it was absolutely impossible for him to fight Li Hao in person.

He screamed and waved his whip wildly, not caring that there was a chariot formation of the Ming army in front of him. He rode his horse forward and ran for more than ten steps before starting to detour to the south.

The reason for not running to the north was very simple. The remaining two yellow flags were charging to the north. If Tulai ran to the north again, he would be the last row and would not be able to get to the front.

In the end, wouldn’t it fall into Li Hao’s hands?
The Mongolian nobles had already stopped laughing, and the screams came at the right time. Even the gloomy-looking Zhaisai laughed so hard that he leaned over the horse's back and patted the neck of the warhorse under him.

Engelder pointed at the fallen Ming general with his left hand, smiled and turned to the right: "The Ming soldiers are indeed from heaven."

The Mongolian soldiers of the five camps looted in Guangning and other places dozens of times, and every time they could hear the Ming defenders say warnings such as "The heavenly soldiers are about to march north, don't say we didn't warn you."

It was the first time they saw Ming soldiers descending from the sky. Perhaps this was the so-called heavenly soldiers.

This clever remark made Engelder's relatives temporarily forget about why the Later Jin cavalry ran away all of a sudden, and they continued to immerse themselves in the joyful atmosphere.

But soon, they stopped laughing.

Because a figure jumped up and slashed at the defenseless Engelder with a knife.

They didn't even have time to remind us.

The leader of the Bayuet tribe also noticed the change in his relatives' expressions. He turned his head hurriedly, but his eyes were illuminated by the reflection of the blade.

At the last moment of his life, only one thought came to Engelder's mind, that is, the Eight Banners Cavalry ran away just in time.

Li Hao chopped the bodies down with a thud. He seized the opportunity to grab the reins of the war horses and climbed onto the horses after the bodies fell to the ground.

The surrounding Mongolian cavalry had begun to riot, and he had to kill as many leaders as possible before the Mongolian soldiers collapsed.

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