Chapter 721 Camouflage

Since the day when Song Nan learned that there were another 100,000 troops to detain the customs, Song Nan had always had a huge question mark in his heart. On the way to the northwest, Song Nan specially asked the officials in charge of Tatar affairs at the accompanying Hongyu Temple. These officials were responsible for collecting all kinds of information about Tatar. They also accompanied the army in order to make it better. The special request made by the Taters.

Officials of the northern house of Hongyu Temple told Song Nan that after a long internal war, Tatar has lived in a bitter cold place. The population of Tatars has hardly increased in more than ten years, and the total number is less than two million. Under such a population base, the size of the army under Dayan Khan's Golden Account has been maintained at more than 100,000 people. It's unusual; you should know that these 100,000 people are carefully selected strong tatars, which have a huge impact on production and grazing for Tatars who lack strong labor.

Even with the military and horses of the tribal leaders, the total strength of Tatar will not exceed 150,000. This time, he led the army to invade, and the soldiers and horses he personally led were nearly 120,000. With less than 20,000 left, the number of 100,000 troops that suddenly appeared seemed to be very different from the number studied by the officials of Hongyu Temple.

Before that, Song Nan thought that this 100,000 army was known as 100,000. In order to strengthen the momentum in ancient wars, 30,000 to 50,000 could be called 100,000, and 500,000 could be claimed to 100,000, which was nothing more than to strengthen himself and put pressure on his opponents. However, when he stepped on the wall of the Great Wall and looked at the dozen peaks and valleys covered by wildfires and bonfires, Song Nan believed that these 100,000 people were not imaginary.

So the question arises, where did these 100,000 horses emerge from? It's good that they can take out 30,000 to 50,000 horses at most. How can't it be easy to get the extra 50,000 to 60 thousand people? It needs to know that this is an army and is to be used for war.

Now, looking at the frightened Tatar herdsmen in front of them, they don't even have a piece of armor on their bodies. Song Nan's doubts were suddenly solved. I'm afraid that more than half of the so-called 100,000 troops are these forcibly pulled Tatar herdsmen. It can be seen that the country of Tatar has reached the end of mountains and rivers, and this time the baldness is All the family has lost, and this is the last bet.

"Your Excellency, how to deal with these people?" Wang Yong whispered.

Song Nan was silent, and his eyes curled up in fear on a pile of Tatans. Suddenly, he reached out and took Ye Fanggu and walked out of the tent of the Tatara. A few steps away from the tent, standing on the dark hillside, you could hear the dull exclamation from the tent behind him, and a sword cut the sharp blade to the bone. The sound of terror came, and soon everything calmed down.

Ye Fanggu exclaimed in a low voice, "Husband, you... let them kill these civilians?"

Song Nan slowly turned his face and frowned, "Do you want them to expose our whereabouts?"

"But...but they are all ordinary people, and they are also forced to this point."

Song Nan scolded: "Women's opinion, but there are no civilians on this battlefield? If you don't kill them today, they will attack the city tomorrow and see if they will let us go. Tartans are all the hearts of tigers and wolves. Although these people are herdsmen, they have been indoctrinated with the idea of stealing the former Yuan Dynasty since I was a child, and they have a deep hatred for Daming. If you don't believe it, I will take you to see the records of Honglu Temple in this regard.

Ye Fanggu was speechless for a long time and slowly shook her head.

Song Nan said lightly, "Don't think that I don't have compassion, but here, compassion is a superfluous emotion. If you think my heart is too cruel, I advise you to go to Yanchi County again and listen to the painful voices of the people of Yanchi County occupied by the turrets and tell me these truths."

After saying that, Song Nan shook his hand and returned to the tent. Under the flashing light, dozens of people had been hacked and lying in the tent.

"Drag the bodies into the outer ravine, take off their clothes and change them."

"What do you mean is to pretend to be these tari people?"

"Yes, steamed buns and mutton porridge are steamed in the tent next to them. These people are cooking for the Tata Army. It seems that thousands of people on these two hills are the food supply logistics for the two mountains. Let's pretend to be them and send supper to the tahs.

Wang Yongxi said, "This is a good method. Unfortunately, there is no sweat medicine. Otherwise, a large bag will be secretly sprinkled on each tent, and our army will easily win the battle tomorrow."

Song Nan was speechless. At present, everyone cleaned up their hands and feet. After dragging the body away, they simply cleaned up the blood stains in the tent. Although it was inevitable that they would be seen, they were also helpless. Dozens of people wore loose-sleeved shirts of tatars, and they all looked like tatars. In several tents next to them, mountain-like steamed buns are smoked on the cage. The smell of mutton porridge cooked in seven or eight large pots is striking, bubbling under the boiling of firewood.

Wang Yong licked his lips and scolded, "These dogs and turrets are good. Damn, if it weren't for time, I would like to drink a few bowls."

Everyone took the prepared wooden bucket basket, picked up the burden, and took all the food. Song Nan walked in his head and slowly walked towards the east valley with two baskets of hot steamed buns. Everyone silently followed and walked to the depths of the tatar barracks.

The tent of the second prince Urus was set on a fortress outside the Great Wall of the former Ming army. After capturing here, he chose this commanding height to lead the overall situation. Originally, Urus intended to launch a comprehensive attack to seize the Great Wall passed at one fell swoop before sunset, but Hai Dongqing sent his father Khan's hand and asked him to attack for a day. The next morning, he cooperated with himself to cooperate internally and externally. The reason is very simple. Father Khan's soldiers and horses need to rest in the salt pond for one night.

Although Urus was very unhappy with his father Khan's decision, he did not dare to disobey it. Even if his father Khan fled here after losing the battle, in his mind, his father Khan was still a mountain of power in his heart. For a moment, Urus even flashed the idea of leading troops to withdraw and let his father Khan die in Daming, but he was shocked by his own idea. After careful consideration, he gave up the idea.

He understood a truth that his father Khan was there, and the original Wathorn tribes under the jurisdiction of Tatar, Ordos, Tumet, Yongshebu, Menggoljin, Khalkha, Wuliangha, Horqin and Duoyan Sanwei and other tribes did not dare to do anything. They only dare to serve because of their father Khan's prestige and wanted to let They admitted that their sweat position was delusional. Moreover, as soon as his father sweats dies, these guys are afraid that they will turn against each other immediately, and it is a problem that their lives can't be saved. After thinking about it, he pressed this terrible idea to the bottom of his heart.

On this expedition, he reached an agreement with the insatiable envoy of the Principality of Moscow, promising to increase the quantity and price of the firearm trade with the Principality of Moscow after rescuing his father Khan, and obtaining 40 eagle cannons and thousands of shells from them on this condition. There are only more than 40,000 regular soldiers and horses in hand, and now with the eagle cannon, he suddenly has a lot of confidence.

In the previous test shot, only a few cannon bombardment bombarded the tall wall of the Great Wall in front of him. He knew that under the bombardment of 40 eagle cannons tomorrow morning, the Great Wall, which people believed would no longer be a barrier to prevent the army from advancing. He even thought that after breaking through the pass, he would advise his father to return to the army, but to take advantage of Ningxia Town and occupy it firmly. He believes that his proposal will be recognized by his father Khan. His position in his father's mind will replace his brother Tulu. In the future, his father's position will become a strong contender.

Urus knew the importance of these 40 eagle cannons, so he ordered 3,000 elites to protect them. After placing them in place, Urus issued an order that no one should stop near the left of the launch place of the Condor cannon for no reason, and those who violate it will be killed; anyone who dares to touch or touch these precious bumps will be disposed by the military law, which can be described as caring for these Condor cannons at a glance.

Song Nan and others, who were confused and didn't know all this, walked on the mountain road leading to the depths of the Tatar camp with hot steamed bread and mutton porridge. Looking around, the tents of the Tatars were getting denser and denser. In the hillside valley, the figures of the Tatars could be seen everywhere. Some of them lay beside the bonfire and slept, and some sat around the bonfire to chatted and sing. Song, some also patted their hands and picked up a strange crazy dance, and there was no war. Song Nan and others soon attracted everyone's attention. The fragrant steamed buns and mutton porridge easily attracted the hungry Tarot soldiers in the night wind. After entering the former military camp only a few hundred steps, they were surrounded by many Tarot soldiers. It is.

"Hey. Who are you? What's in this barrel? What's in the coop? What are you going to do in the middle of the night? A darman centurion stopped Song Nan's Taoist and asked.

Song Nan's face was coated with some dirt, and she looked very old. She coughed twice and said, "Your Majesty, we are delivering supper. We are the Horqin tribe who came with the army to cook."

"Sending supper? When did the army have supper in the middle of the night?

Song Nan said quickly, "Master, I don't know about this. I just received an order to wait until I finish eating and send it to you for dinner. I'm also ordered to act."

"Oh? Who should I give it to? Is it for us?" Baifu's long nose wrinkled in the porridge bucket, making his mouth drool.

"Do you dare to ask if you are the brothers of the Eagle Artillery Camp? If so, these are for you." Song Nandao.

"Eagle Artillery Camp? Is this night snack for them? Damn, I knew that it had nothing to do with us. These people can only fight. The son of the cannon took advantage of the turtle. The second prince treated them like a baby. When fighting, they hid far away. Our brother went to bleed his head desperately, and even had a midnight snack as their priority. It's really unreasonable. The centurion scolded angrily, and the Tarate soldiers around him also cursed.

Song Nan laughed and said, "The old men are not the old men of the Eagle Artillery, so please let Daoer make way? I missed something, but I can't wait to walk.

The centurion was helpless and cursed and made a way. Song Nan bent down to hold the basket to greet everyone. Suddenly, his heart moved and put down the basket and waved to the centurion.

The centurion stared over and shouted, "What are you doing?"

Song Nan whispered, "Looking at the hard work of the old men, we also feel sorry for the old men. I dare to leave two buckets of mutton porridge and two baskets of steamed buns to satisfy the old man's hunger. The old man can't say anything."

The centurion said happily, "Really? Is it possible to do this?"

Song Nan said, "Why not? Anyway, there are a lot of meat porridge and steamed buns, and the old men who sent them to the Eagle Cannon Camp can't eat them. It is said that there are only 400 people, right?

The centurion said, "Bullshit, who said there were four hundred? It must be the grandchildren who protected them also want to get some food, but only 300 people can't find it. It seems that you have made more than 400 people, so it's better to leave some for us.

"You might as well" Song Nan put two baskets of steamed buns on the roadside and greeted a personal guard to pick up two buckets of mutton porridge. The centurion pointed and praised, "Or can you be a man? That's right. Are you from the Horqin tribe? I will not be offended by the people of the Horqin tribe in the future.

Song Nan laughed and said, "Thank you, sir, then we're going to start. If it's too late, I'm afraid we'll have to eat the whip."

The centurion's eyes had already stared at the hot mutton porridge and white steamed buns, and waved his hand carelessly and said, "Go ahead."

Song Nan retreated with a smile and ordered everyone to carry porridge and steamed bread on the road. Before leaving, she suddenly turned her head and asked, "Master, I'm asking more questions. We have never seen the world. At first glance, this scene is a little confused. Dare you dare to ask the location of the Eagle Artillery Battalion is the closest from that road? Lest we go the wrong way."

The centurion has stuffed a steamed bun in his mouth and vaguely pointed out, "It's easy to recognize. Keep moving forward. The mountain two miles away is a ramp that is built to pull those guys up the mountain. It's easy to recognize."

Song Nan stroked his chest and thanked him. He waved his hand and hurriedly took everyone there.