The Mongols lacked the equipment to attack the city, nor did they have firearms. They were not able to take it down, such as Beijing, Tianjin, even Jizhen, Xuanfu, and Datong.

Therefore, Tianjin Governor Wang Ting was safe, but he was more anxious than anyone else. He was like an ant on a hot pan, and he was wandering around and fro. The porcelain in the room was replaced three times, but there were still fragments on the ground.

He kept muttering: "What to do, what to do, what to do?"

It was actually called "Daily" and "Daily" and "Daily" unsatisfactory."

"Master Zhongcheng."

He called in a low voice, which scared Wang Ting so much that he broke out in cold sweat.

"Ah, yes, it's Lord Yin!"

At the entrance of the study, the Bing Beidao Yin Zhengmao stood. He bowed politely, "Master Zhongcheng, the official came to inform the official that the war between the station is urgent, and the official should lead the army to fight."

"Don't go!" Wang Ting screamed loudly, as if he had stepped on his tail, his little face became ferocious.

Yin Zhengmao seemed to have not seen it and said lightly: "The emperor is here to notify the master, not to ask for instructions. In fact, my subordinates have already left the city."

Wang Ting was excited and came over in three or two steps, grabbed Yin Zhengmao's sleeve, and was cleverly avoided by Yin Zhengmao. Wang Ting gritted his teeth, "Whoever is surnamed Yin, do you want to betray me?"

"Haha, betrayal comes from dependence. When will the subordinates rely on the lord?" Yin Zhengmao replied bluntly.

Wang Ting sneered, "You are not dependent on me, but you are a student of Mr. Xu. Like me, you are his disciple!"

Yin Zhengmao smiled exaggeratedly and said, "Zhongcheng, you'd better find a doctor to take a good look. You're very sick! Altan's army is 30 miles away, attacking Xiaozhan. As the governor of Tianjin, you don't send any soldiers or soldiers to watch. Do you still want to pass the test smoothly? Don't dream, the subordinates lead the troops to reduce the sins of the adults, otherwise...hehe."

Yin Zhengmao turned around and left. Wang Ting's crazy scolding came from behind. He shook his head and didn't care. Sending troops to stand means that he officially turned to Tang Yi, and he broke up with Lao Xu through and through.

The bond between master and apprentice is the most solid in the officialdom. If allowed, Yin Zhengmao would never abandon his teacher. Unfortunately, this incident made Yin Zhengmao see two things clearly. One is that Tang Yi's power is so strong that Xuanfu, Datong, Jizhen, and Liaodong, all stood on Tang Yi's side, almost two sides with the Jin Party. Not to mention Tang Yi's power in the southeast, and Longqing's holy family, Xu Jie could not move him just because of the military power.

Secondly, Yin Zhengmao also saw the crisis of Lao Xu. Was Xu Jie a shameless villain who was crazy and did not hesitate to fight for power and profit to make Altan a shameless villain?

According to Yin Zhengmao, yes, not.

Why is it said no? Because Xu Jie still had the idea of ​​helping the king Yao and Shun, and he still upholds the ideal of managing the family and governing the country and pacifying the world. He colluded with outsiders and betraying the Ming Dynasty. He could not do it.

But why did he say that he is? This time, most of the people who obstructed the sending of soldiers to Xiaozhan were patrols, soldiers and governors. To put it bluntly, most of them were censors, and most of them were under Xu Jie's disciples.

The censors were worried that Tang Yi would avenge Gao Gong and attack them. They were also worried that the power of the generals would become bigger, so they did not hesitate to destroy the Great Wall.

Such things are not uncommon in history. For example, Di Qing of the Northern Song Dynasty was bullied to death by officials. In order to prevent the officials from continuing to go out to sea, the Ming Dynasty officials burned the eunuchs’ charts of the Three Treasures…

The past is vivid in my mind. They are just repeating the habits that have lasted for more than a thousand years, but Mr. Xu is powerless to stop it. But this time they kicked the iron plate!

Yin Zhengmao was extremely sure that when his men arrived at the periphery of Xiaozhan, the battle had already entered the most tragic moment. The four Ming troops were all attacking wildly.

Ma Dong fought from last night until noon, and from top to bottom, he was soaked in blood. His arms and limbs were all numb, and he didn't even dare to stop because he was relieved and he was afraid that he would fall down.

Most of the soldiers of the Ma family army cut several sabers. They just identified one direction and kept killing towards the central army. As long as they had a breath, they had to move forward and forward!

As for the Qi family army, Qi Jiguang looked like a mountain of Tai, looking slow, but he was not slow at all. The cannons, muskets, and alternate attacks, and the army continuously compressed the opponent's space, forcing them to retreat step by step.

You should know that opposite Qi Jiguang is the elite under Altan. The most difficult battle is to be beaten by him the easiest. Qi's army is indeed extraordinary!

Yang An was also a desperate man. He formed a formation with two-thirds of his men and bombarded forward with muskets. The remaining one-third rode on horses and used short muskets to raid the Mongols from time to time, killing them to chaos. Then the muskets pressed up again, as if a tide, one wave after another, without stopping at all.

These three powerful generals all gave the Mongolians a headache.

But the real fatal one was Tang Kekuan. The old general was old, but his enthusiasm for not accepting old age was ten thousand times stronger than that of young people!

"I am over 60 years old, and I will lose one game if I fight. Unlike young people, I can't afford to make a lot of money!"

Tang Kekuan said this and did it. His subordinates had no tricks, just to fight the enemy with a square formation. They were more than ten feet long and arranged like a forest. Mongolian cavalry rushed up. They could break a pole and knock a Ming army away. They could not fly row after row of Ming army.

When the flesh and blood blocked the war horses, the Mongols became the prey of the musketeers behind them, with a distance of more than ten steps, one hit at a distance of about one.

The high-speed lead ball hit the Mongolian cavalry, and it suddenly became a hole the size of a fist. No matter how strong a man is, no matter where he is hit, he will only be hit by a projectile, and he will be able to lose his combat effectiveness.

"Flat spear!"

Seeing his opponent retreating, Tang Kekuan shouted decisively, and he picked up the weapon with his hands.

"prick!"

A strange python protruded, and the cavalry opposite was pierced in the chest and fell down in pain. Some guys were pierced by three or five, becoming pitiful sieves.

"Come with me if you are not afraid of death!"

Tang Kekuan took his head and rushed in through the gap.

The soldiers behind all their eyes were red. Didn’t they say how powerful the Mongolians were? Didn’t they say that they were unparalleled in riding and shooting? I want to see how capable they are! A scar that fell from their heads and defeated Altan, that would be a lifetime of pride.

When they are old, facing their children and grandchildren, many elderly people have nothing to brag about except for their youthful appetite and strength. They are different. They have defeated the most fierce opponents, and they were once the most powerful warriors!

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

...

The army successively broke through the front line and got closer and closer to the small station.

"It's finally here!" Tears blurred his eyes. Yu Dayou's voice was hoarse and he couldn't shout out. He could only keep smashing the city walls, leaving bloody marks.

"Brother, it's time for us to take action?" Mrs. Qi asked with a limp and panting.

Yu Dayou wanted to nod, but said habitually: "Go and ask Mrs. Tang!"

"Um."

Concubine Qi agreed with sincerity. In fact, she knew Wang Yueying's background best and knew nothing about military tactics. However, from the beginning of the fierce battle, Wang Yueying always had a lot of tricks at the most critical moment. The military and civilians at the small station were instructed by their arms, like an efficient machine, and they resisted Altan's surging offensive.

In the past half a month, in the end, the two sides were not fighting, but fighting will.

Altan has forgotten his original intention of attacking Xiaozhan. He just wants to prove that Altan Khan, who has been rampant for 30 years, is not a false reputation!

As for the military and civilians in the city, they also firmly believe that Ming will defeat barbarism, Creation will defeat looting, and divine hard work will be rewarded. Those who win without hard work will be doomed to fail!

This is a competition between farming and nomadism, and you must never lose it!

"It's time to decide the outcome."

Tang Yi lifted his cloak, revealed his original face, and said lightly. When Tan Guang saw the adult, he was stunned at first and smiled randomly, not surprisingly.

"After following the adult for so many years, I knew you would not give up on your wife and children. Sure enough, I guessed it right!"

Tang Yi patted his shoulder, "How about it, can you ride a horse?"

Tan Guang sprayed a mouthful of old blood. If he didn't bring such a person, he would be the cavalryman, so how could he not ride a horse?

"Okay! It's time for you to play."

Tan Guang was stunned, "Sir, we haven't trained yet. Just people go to the city, and the horses are too expensive, stay."

"No." Tang Yi said firmly: "Training alone will never be well trained. Don't worry, all you need to do is just the last straw that crushes the camel. Although it is very important, it does not require much weight."

Tan Guang was skeptical, but the Lord ordered him to never give him a discount.

He immediately ran to the military camp and changed into equipment. His shiny breastplate was also shining with dazzling helmets, cavalry, swords, muskets, and three major killing weapons, one of which was a lot.

The most important thing is that even the war horses are wearing armor, only showing their eyes.

The Friesian horse is a purebred horse. After being combined with the local horse, the offspring was born to lose the height and agility of the fathers, so the reproduction was not fast. There were less than 300 horse farms in the small station, and only one hundred of them were purebred.

But this was enough. The moment Tan Guang led 300 knights and stepped onto the war horse, he felt like he was looking at the small mountains.

It's so tall. The shoulder height of the dragon foal is generally above 1.7 meters, and some can exceed 1.8 meters. Pay attention, it's just that the shoulder height is not as high as the neck and agile head.

After a weight of 500 kilograms, as well as knights and armor, they turned them into complete heavy tanks.

The city gate of the small station was pushed open with difficulty. Facing the setting sun, the dragon horse's team came out of the city gate. When they showed up, everyone was stunned and looked foolishly at this team of heavenly soldiers, including the Mongols. Their war horses were like toys, pitiful and funny.

In recent years, the nightmare that has been circulating in various tribes has finally become real, and the Heaven of Eternity has brought the Divine Horse to the Ming people.

The dragon foal approached the Mongolian cavalry with a powerful rhythm. Suddenly, they suddenly exerted force and instantly arrived in front of them. The Mongolian war horses were hit into the sky. The dragon foal arrogantly raised its front legs, stepped on its opponent, stepped on its corpse, and moved forward!
Chapter completed!