Chapter 697: Captured Alive
"kill!"
Three thousand Ming soldiers galloped on horseback.
This is a pincer attack.
Forward or backward?
The problem was thrown to Lin Siyuan.
……
"It's time to engage the enemy now!"
Bals's men had already set up camp. There was a slope in the camp, and Bals stood on the slope looking to the south.
"Wan Hu, if Lin Siyuan killed Jiang Qingzhi, this would be a huge achievement!" a general said enviously.
"This is his luck." Bals felt a little bitter in his mouth, but he knew that Lin Siyuan acted decisively. If he refused to cooperate, Lin Siyuan would definitely complain to Altan afterwards.
Although Bals was Altan Khan's confidant, Altan Khan would not spare him under the temptation of killing Jiang Qingzhi.
This is also the reason why Bals decisively sent troops to Majiao Village after receiving the news from Lin Siyuan.
Who doesn’t want to become famous in one battle?
But the opportunity was left to Lin Siyuan, and Bals could only suppress the resentment and jealousy deep in his heart.
"After this battle...Lin Siyuan will be famous all over the grassland!" Bars murmured. He lowered his voice, "Why not me?"
……
"Back, evacuate!"
Lin Siyuan only thought for a moment before making a decision.
What he was worried about was the infantry!
Jiang Qingzhi can order all the Datong cavalry to attack, but what about the infantry?
He seemed to see a dense array of infantrymen in front of him, waiting for him to run into them.
The scouts seemed to have been misled.
Lin Siyuan thought of Ye Bushou. The scouts under his command surrounded and attacked the group of scouts that were like a pack of wolves for five days. Not only did they suffer heavy casualties, but they didn't even get a few hairs of the enemy.
"go!"
Lin Siyuan gritted his teeth, "Next time! Next time I will come with him again!"
He spurred his horse and started to speed up!
The autumn wind blew past the corners of his eyes, making his eye sockets hot.
He knew that after this battle, he would be suppressed by Altan Khan and would not be able to stand out for at least several years.
I can wait!
Lin Siyuan gritted his teeth.
"Captain!"
A scream was heard, but Lin Siyuan didn't look up. He just stared at the ground blankly.
"Enemy attack!"
Lin Siyuan suddenly smiled bitterly.
"It's him!"
Lin Siyuan looked up suddenly.
In the north, a cavalry force was coming like a tide.
A huge flag is fluttering in the sunset.
"It's the flag with the character Jiang!"
This time no one questioned the exclamation.
At this moment, even the lowest-level soldiers understood the deployment of the main generals of both sides in this battle.
Lin Siyuan set up a clever trap and dug a big hole, but Jiang Qingzhi hit back with another big hole.
Jiang Qingzhi didn't jump in, but Lin Siyuan was put in.
Under the big flag, Jiang Qingzhi squinted and looked ahead. Sun Bu Tong beside him said excitedly: "Uncle, it's Lin Siyuan!"
Jiang Qingzhi said calmly: "Don't panic, he can't run away."
Sun Chonglou shouted: "Lin Siyuan is mine!"
Mo Zhan gripped the hilt tightly, his eyes cold.
"Master, please let me do my bidding." Du Bao and Wei Fang followed Jiang Qingzhi and were considered his personal soldiers. Before the troops were dispatched, their father had given them instructions: "You must do whatever Master tells you to do. If you disobey, you will be killed." Even if Master lets you go, I will kill you when I come back!
Wu Xun's method of educating his children is rough, but extremely effective.
At this moment, Jiang Qingzhi was staring at the big flag.
"Which side will Lin Siyuan choose!"
There are two thousand Ming troops on the left.
Three thousand on the right.
But Jiang Qingzhi only has two thousand.
However, these two thousand are elite troops.
As for the direction of Datong, there is no need to consider it. If Lin Siyuan dares to flee in the direction of Datong, the three Ming armies only need to chase him and send troops out from the city, which will be a situation of catching a turtle in a jar.
You say that the cavalry come and go like the wind, and Lin Siyuan can find a gap to escape... Sorry, at this moment, he is surrounded on three sides, and the space Lin Siyuan can move in is getting smaller and smaller.
"Captain!"
My subordinates are requesting orders.
"Where to go?"
Lin Siyuan looked to the left and saw the three thousand Ming troops were as powerful as tigers.
Looking to the right, the two thousand Ming soldiers have abandoned their opponents and are charging forward desperately.
"Jiang Qingzhi wants to keep me here?" Lin Siyuan smiled and raised his knife. "There is a saying among the Ming people: to catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. Warriors, follow me and kill Jiang Qingzhi!"
"kill!"
At this moment, Lin Siyuan was leading more than 2,000 cavalrymen. As long as he could break through Jiang Qingzhi's blockade, he could escape into the grassland at dusk.
If Jiang Qingzhi was chasing him, Lin Siyuan would just run towards Bars's army. Once Bars's scouts discovered them...
The rest is easy. Eager to make a contribution, Bals will rush here as quickly as possible. Not only will he be rewarded for the great feat of rescuing Lin Siyuan, but the credit of defeating Jiang Qingzhi will also make that jealous idiot ecstatic.
"kill!"
Lin Siyuan shouted while holding up a long knife.
More than two thousand riders galloped on horseback.
Everyone knows that the only way to survive is to defeat the famous Ming general ahead.
What Jiang Qingzhi thought of at this moment was firearms.
But before the decisive battle, he didn't want to leak this powerful weapon.
Wouldn't it be better to give Altan a huge surprise?
"I only want Lin Siyuan!" Jiang Qingzhi pointed his knife at the big flag, "Kill!"
The two sides were speeding towards each other, Jiang Qingzhi was gradually speeding up, with Mo Zhan and Sun Chonglou accompanying him on his left and right.
Du Bao and Wei Fang tried to overtake several times, but Mo Zhan just gave them a cold look and asked them to slow down.
"This damn thing is so evil!" Wei Fang muttered.
Du Bao opened his mouth and was filled with the autumn wind. He coughed dryly and said, "This fellow is known as the best swordsman in Xuanfu. He once defeated their best fighters in public at the Jinyiwei Yamen..."
Bang!
There's the enemy ahead.
As people and horses were thrown to the ground, Jiang Qingzhi attacked them from behind.
As a commander, he shouldn't charge into battle himself, but as a man of later generations, who doesn't have a dream of charging into battle?
"Kill!" The precious sword given by Master Ding cut off the opponent's inferior weapon, and then beheaded him with one blow.
The autumn wind blew the blood spurting from the opponent's neck onto Wei Fang's face behind him, and the smell of blood suddenly covered his face.
"Ugh!" The young man who had been enjoying a wealthy life in the capital started vomiting.
With tearful eyes, he watched Du Bao being in danger under the pressure of an enemy.
"Old Du!" Wei Fang saw Du Bao's knife being blocked, and the enemy soldier grinned and swung his knife to kill him.
Wei Fang urged his horse to go to the rescue in vain.
A rider came charging forward, and a flash of sword appeared.
The enemy fell off his horse, and the man on horseback laughed strangely, "My two lords, is the battlefield interesting?"
"Sun Bu Tong?" Du Bao panted. The feeling of escaping death made him feel that the world was especially bright.
Wei Fang rode over and said gratefully, "Thank you, Old Sun!"
"Thank you, Uncle!" Sun Bu Tong followed with a smile.
"It's Uncle..." Du Bao panted, and Wei Fang suddenly realized, "No wonder I was wondering why Sun Bu Tong didn't follow Uncle, this was deliberately arranged to protect us."
This was the first time that the two young masters went into battle. If Jiang Qingzhi had not arranged for someone to keep an eye on them, Du Bao would have been killed by now.
Du Bao looked at Jiang Qingzhi charging ahead and murmured, "Is this the battlefield?"
Mo Zhan, who had just killed a man in front of him, suddenly turned around and cursed, "Idiot, what are you waiting for? Follow me!"
The two noblemen, who had never been scolded like this, suddenly felt that Mo Zhan's cold face was particularly likable.
"coming!"
The two men rode their horses to chase after him, and an enemy soldier just missed them.
"Kill!" Wei Fang's knife was blocked by the opponent. Du Bao took advantage of the situation and launched a sneak attack, killing his opponent.
He was stunned for a moment.
"I killed the enemy!"
Du Bao roared wildly.
Jiang Qingzhi in front of him raised the corner of his mouth slightly.
All this was arranged by him.
Mohism needs supporters.
Everyone in the capital knew that Xianzhang Hou Du He was a loyal follower of Jiang Qingzhi. Some even said that this bastard Du He was Jiang Qingzhi's running dog.
You must treat those who follow you well.
To make those people jealous and drool at their situation... This is why Jiang Qingzhi was willing to bring two rookies into the battle.
"My Lord, I'm here." Du Bao's confidence increased, and he rushed to the front, just in time to meet a fierce soldier, who chopped him open with just one blow.
The precious sword flashed by, and the brave soldier who was about to strike again to kill Du Bao fell off his horse.
Jiang Qingzhi stared at the big flag in front of him.
Lin Siyuan was also watching him from behind the big flag.
The distance between the two army commanders was getting closer and closer.
Jiang Qingzhi raised his knife.
Lin Siyuan raised his knife with a fierce smile.
As long as Jiang Qingzhi is killed, the Ming army will collapse without a fight.
If he could capture Jiang Qingzhi alive, Lin Siyuan would do anything.
Altan Khan would go crazy if he learned that Jiang Qingzhi was captured!
He would sing praises for Lin Siyuan, praising how he had foresight, and praising Lin Siyuan for being the best general under his command...
Jiang Qingzhi's swordsmanship is not very good. This is information collected from multiple sources.
Therefore, Lin Siyuan has been accumulating strength and looking for opportunities to launch a surprise attack on Jiang Qingzhi.
Now Jiang Qingzhi actually rushed over on his own initiative, making Lin Siyuan ecstatic.
The short distance was quickly shortened and both sides swung their swords almost at the same time.
clang!
Two long swords crossed.
Lin Siyuan's sword was a gift from a tribe that was exterminated. It was said to have come from a nobleman during the heyday of the Yuan Dynasty. The sword was made in Damascus. Lin Siyuan had killed countless opponents with the sword over the years, and the sword was still as sharp as ever.
All you have to do is cut off Jiang Qingzhi's long sword, and then...
The setting sun passed over Lin Siyuan's sword.
A small notch appeared on the blade.
Lin Siyuan roared and raised his knife to chop him off on the head.
Jiang Qingzhi held the blade's spine with his left hand and the handle with his right hand, raising the precious sword above his head.
Mo Zhan arrived with the sound of metal colliding.
The long knife passed Lin Siyuan's shoulder like lightning and went down to his chest.
The armor and the blade rubbed violently, sparks flying everywhere.
puff!
A crack appeared in the armor and blood gushed out.
Lin Siyuan only felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen. Jiang Qingzhi took advantage of the situation and chopped his precious sword in half, turned the handle, and hit him hard on the temple with the handle.
Lin Siyuan's eyes were blank for a moment. Jiang Qingzhi reached out and pulled hard, using the power of the warhorse to pull him over.
Sun Bu Tong raised his sword and shouted, "Victory!"
Sun Chonglou rushed forward and killed the flag bearer with one sword.
The flag fell to the ground and was trampled by the war horses.
Everyone looked over when they heard the sound.
Jiang Qingzhi used his long sword to push against Lin Siyuan's helmet and shook it.
He shouted vigorously:
"Wan Sheng!"
Countless Ming soldiers shouted.
"Wan Sheng!"
In the setting sun, countless arms are raised high.
"Wan Sheng!"
The people who were watching the battle had tears in their eyes.
For the first time, they felt the officers and soldiers were so friendly.
They raised their arms.
I couldn't help but shout along.
"Wan Sheng!"
(End of this chapter)
