Chapter 105                                                             

"Are the Tartars crazy?" Ma Fang said coldly.

His eyes swept across everything in front of him. This is a village, a newly built village that has not been long. Last year, some people migrated from the southern part of Datong, or local refugees. Some of these refugees ran from Datong to the south, were war refugees. Some were refugees in the local area, and even Taiyuan.

After all, as a densely populated area in the north, many people have difficulty living, otherwise there would not be a tradition of going to the west. Shanxi has many mountains and few lands, and after the population is growing, the contradiction between people and land is particularly prominent.

This group was also after the great victory last year, and I heard about the legend that Zhou Mengchen had always attracted the people to give land, so I came here.

Yang Jisheng marshalled these people together, gave them farm tools, and designated several dilapidated villages for them to live in. If everything goes well, a few years later, they will live and work in the land of Datong and become the new Datong people.

But the Tartars suddenly arrived and destroyed all this.

Because the new refugees did not receive the benefits of Zhou Mengchen recruiting troops before, nor did they cultivate in Datong. Everything was new and they had not even built the most important thing, that is, the city wall or the wall. Perhaps they felt that the construction was too difficult in winter, and their primary task was not to build the city wall, but to repair the houses and allow them to survive the life-threatening winter. It would not be too late to repair the wall after spring.

After all, generally speaking, the Tartars invaded the south in autumn. It is rare in the beginning of spring.

Moreover, after the freezing in spring, many projects are easy to do.

But they didn't expect that a single thought would lead to this result.

The Tartar cavalry flowed in from a gap in the city wall east of the Yuhe River. Facing those villages with complete fortifications, they generally did not dare to take action. They were worried that they would not be able to capture it, but they were overjoyed to see this village without walls and only fences.

After Ma Fang received the news, he immediately came to intercept it.

But it's still one step late.

I saw that there were already corpses and bloodstains. A village of hundreds of people was killed and there was no living. I even robbed the iron pots, farm tools, food, and even clothes.

When Ma Fang saw this scene, she felt her eyes were all bloody.

Because whenever he saw this scene, he remembered his child, and was suddenly killed by the Tartars. When he killed his parents in front of him, he had already been his clan members. He was brought back to the grassland as a spoil and became a slave. At that time, he would think of that scene every night, and he tempered his body, practiced horse skills, and prepared at all times in an extremely difficult environment. He was only fifteen years old, but he killed people and seized horses, fled for more than 200 miles into the pass. He joined Zhou Shangwen's command and became a small pawn.

At that time, the pain of helplessness was much less.

At this moment, he was already the general of Datong and had a great victory last year. Datong was prosperous under Zhou Mengchen. When Ma Fang came, it would be extremely difficult for the Tartars to cross the border and go south in three to five years. His experience would never happen again in Datong.

But I didn't expect that suddenly, it was cruelly presented to him.

And in Ma Fang's opinion, this is simply his fault.

Ma Fang gritted her teeth and said, "How many of us are around?"

The people around him said, "I have sent someone to inform you, and there are about two or three thousand households."

Facing the scattered attack of the Tartars, Ma Fang had no choice but to divide the troops, dividing 20,000 cavalry into a team of thousands of households. He intercepted the Tartars' cavalry that had crossed south of the Great Wall. But generally speaking, it was a few confrontations, which turned into a long pursuit battle. As a result, just looking at the Tartars, he knew that they could not catch up no matter how hard they chased. There were two and three horses.

The Ming cavalry only had one treasure. How could he bear to really run the horse to death?

Ma Fang was really angry at this moment and said, "Call them together. This time they ran to the ends of the world, and I will kill them too."

With the order of Ma Fang, he summoned thousands of cavalry and chased the north in a mighty manner.

But the Tartars left for a long time in advance. Even though Ma Fang was familiar with the traces left by the brigade of cavalry and followed them all the way, it would be best to touch their tails near the Great Wall.

This team of Tartar cavalry was about five or six hundred cavalry. When they saw the Ming cavalry chasing, they ran away without saying a word. What was even more annoying was that they tied the spoils to the prepared horses, and the speed was no slower than that of the Ming cavalry.

So Ma Fang chased after the Great Wall all the way.

Because the Tartars were hard to give up the wealth, the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer.

It has even reached the range of shooting in the bow and arrow.

Ma Fang suddenly felt a hint of palpitations.

He looked over and found nothing. At this moment, winter had passed and spring had not yet reached it. It was a time when the grass was approaching but not in sight. It seemed that the enemy could not be hidden on the vast grassland. But Ma Fang's heart was beating faster and faster.

He waved his hand and said, "Stop."

Thousands of riders stopped slowly.

Perhaps the team of Tartars in front were tired of running, and they stopped one after another one a mile or two away.

"General, why don't you chase after me? If you work harder, you can take down these Tartars." The generals around you said one after another.

Ma Fang said, "Retreat. Don't ask, please withdraw quickly."

Ma Fang was the first to take the lead and turned around and left.

The other cavalry were not clear about it. They could only follow the orders and follow Ma Fang's back team to the front team, making a big turn of 180 degrees on the spot.

Almost when Ma Fang retreated, the sound of horse hooves on both sides rolled in. Looking at the smoke and dust that was stirred up, there were at least 20,000 riders.

Even though I couldn't help but admire Ma Fang very much.

However, it was like Ma Fang could not catch up with the Tatar cavalry. Because Ma Fang did not enter the ambush circle of the Tatars, although the Tatars had many horses, the starting distance was a bit far, and the Mongolian horse itself was not very good at sprinting, but it had excellent endurance.

For a moment, I could only watch Ma Fang escape into a level on the Great Wall.

There are not many troops stationed at this level, but there are also as many as one or two thousand people, with a complete offensive, and the cavalry brought by Ma Fang.

When the Mongolian general Boyan saw this, he snorted coldly and said, "It's really a slippery one's life."

Although Xiao Qin's overall strategy did not mean to ambush Ma Fang, the generals who were executed below could have their own performance.

It has been a month since the beginning of spring this year.

As Xin Ai’s confidant and the host of the First World War, he is very dissatisfied with the current situation.

Nothing else, he underestimated Datong's recovery level too much.

Last winter, before Zhou Mengchen returned to Datong, Yang Jisheng had already sent the new army of the garrison that had just been trained according to Zhou Mengchen's arrangement. Seventy or eighty thousand troops were distributed on the front line of the Great Wall. Due to the incomplete border defense, the road to the Tatars could not be completely blocked. However, the Great Wall of the Ming Dynasty was the crystallization of countless military strategists. It can be said that every major road is at the level, and even the level is not enough. After the level, there is also the city of the garrison as a support.

Even though the side walls were broken and only the garrison recovered, it had actually blocked many roads.

This greatly restricted the infiltration of the Tatar cavalry into Datong.

Originally, as Boyan expected, their cavalry could definitely go deeper as soon as they entered Datong, and even rushed to the area south of the Sanggan River. But he never expected that all the troops would either rush through the side wall or rush into the side wall, and they would have no gains and were driven out by the Ming army.

Not only did the Ming army's cavalry divide into several groups and fight against the Tartars separately, but they are easily defeated without the number of them. He even found that some infantrymen of the Ming army dared to fight in front of the same number of cavalry. They even fought well.

And the entanglement time will take a little longer. The Ming army will ride a horse over.

All the people were simply restrained everywhere. The feeling was like rain entering a fishing net. If you accidentally, you would not be able to get out.

This situation made Boyan very dissatisfied. He combined Xiao Qin's strategic thinking of fighting only cavalry, and he had already figured out the character of Ma Fang. He had already set up this trap, wanting to kill Ma Fang in one battle and destroy the morale of the Datong Army.

But he didn't expect that this would be the situation.
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