Ming Dynasty: I risked my life to teach the prince, the emperor begged me not to die

Chapter 623 Fooled

The little prince gradually realized that he seemed to have been plotted against and the Ming Dynasty had known about his movements for a long time!

They not only schemed against the Tatars, but also the people of Turpan.

These Turpan people are defending Hami with all their might. It must be that the Ming Dynasty made some promise to them. In other words, as long as they can defend Hami and wait for reinforcements from the Ming Dynasty, they can join forces with the Ming Dynasty to destroy the Oirat-Tatar coalition and dominate the grassland from then on.

The Ming court may have taken advantage of the Turpan people's mentality and let them take the lead in Hami, so that the Tatars and the Oirat people would think that Hami was not an empty city.

But after the little prince had gone to great lengths and sacrificed so many talents to break into Hami City, he discovered that Hami was actually an empty city?
What was the point of them coming in? What frightened the little prince even more was that part of the Wala army in the coalition had already headed west to chase the Turpan people.

The number of allied forces in the city is only over 50,000. If the Ming army arrives, they will be able to catch the turtle in the jar...

"boom!"

Just when the little prince was frightened, a loud noise suddenly broke out in front of him.

"It's a cannon from the Ming Dynasty!"

The red cannon cannot exert a huge advantage in a pursuit battle, but it is almost invincible in positional warfare!

An explosion was heard, followed by violent screams, people and horses fell to the ground, broken horses had their armor torn, and corpses were scattered all over the ground.

Yang Yiqing mobilized a lot of firearms this time, and three red cannons bombarded the coalition forces back and forth.

The little prince immediately shouted: "Evacuate, evacuate!"

But he suddenly discovered that Hami City had been completely closed and it was too difficult to break out.

The little prince was sweating profusely. He had taken a great risk in attacking Hami. If he won, his reputation in the Tatar tribe would rise again. If he returned empty-handed, although his death would not increase his reputation, at least he would be able to maintain his position as the little prince of Tatar.

But if we return in a miserable defeat, the consequences will be disastrous!
And now it is no longer a question of whether he will return in defeat, but whether he can lead this Tatar tribe away from Hami.

Every time the three red cannons fired, they were fired in the direction of the densely populated crowd, and every time, hundreds of people would fall down.

The speed of this death was so fast that the little prince's flesh was trembling.

"Don't gather together, disperse quickly!" the little prince said, and then said, "Give the order to divide into three troops and break out from the three city gates respectively, quickly!"

If they gather together now, they will be bombarded as sitting ducks by the Ming Dynasty's artillery. If they disperse, their forces will be separated and they might be defeated one by one by the Ming Dynasty.

Now the little prince can only hope that everyone can break out from the three city gates and run as far as they can, but at all costs they must retain some fighting power to return to the grassland.

The Mongolian Golden Family cannot fall like this. No matter what, the descendants of Genghis Khan cannot be destroyed in the hands of the Ming Dynasty!

In the valley, Yang Yiqing looked at the little prince's strategy seriously and said with a smile: "The little prince is planning to retain his strength."

"Just as you expected, they are going to break out in three groups."

Yang Yiqing glanced at Fu Yuan. This guy was really a monster. Before the war, he asked Yang Yiqing to deploy heavy troops outside the three city gates.

At first, Yang Yiqing didn't know Fu Yuan's intention, but now he understood. It turned out that this guy had already seen the direction of the war. He was sure that the little prince would end up in failure and would definitely flee in the end.

He also predicted that the little prince would split into three groups and flee separately. Now everything is as Fu Yuan expected.

As for the fourth city gate, the little prince would not foolishly escape through it, because inside the gate were the heavy troops of the Guanxi Seven Guards, which was more dangerous than Hami. Their only escape route was to escape to the grassland from the north city, to Turpan from the west, and to break through the Lanzhou defense line from the east and then enter the desert.

In any case, Yang Yiqing had deployed heavy troops in these three places.

There was no need to deploy heavy troops in Hami City, because Fu Yuan knew that with the current strength of the Ming Dynasty, it would not even require a head-on battle to defeat the Turpan people in Hami City.

The people of Turpan still had to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the enemy, but after the Ming Dynasty acquired three powerful weapons: the Victory Chariot, the Flintlock Rifle, and the Red Cannon, they could attack from a long distance, and the enemy could not touch them, but the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty could continue to slaughter the enemy.

Especially since there were six flintlock musketeers deployed in the chariot, and the Mongols could not break through the chariot, the musketeers in the chariot only needed to keep shooting at the Mongols.

"Your Majesty!"

A Mongolian warrior covered in blood found the little prince and said, "The three city gates are heavily guarded. We can't break through at all!"

"More and more of our warriors are dying. Please think of a solution!"

The little prince gnashed his teeth, his eyes blazing with anger, and roared, "Call them all back, and break out from the north together. As many as can be broken out!"

Some soldiers of the Wala tribe finally couldn't help it and accused the little prince: "Your judgment of the situation is all wrong, which has put us in a desperate situation. Now if we listen to you, are we going to die?"

A corps unit fears internal division the most, but it seems that it can no longer be prevented at the moment.

The little prince was also angry. He shouted, "I told you not to chase the Turpan people. If all the people from your tribe were here, how could we not break through the siege?"

"Haha! Little Prince, that's easy for you to say. If all our people were here, would they have to die with you?"

"Why did you bring us in? Do we see any Han people in here? This is an empty city! You've been fooled, idiot!"

"Warriors of Wala, follow me and charge towards the East City!"

The little prince was furious and said, "Come back! Don't disperse your forces!"

"Come back quickly!"

But now his authority as a commander had plummeted. Not only could he not command the Oirat people, but even many Tatars followed the Oirat people in charging towards the east city.

The little prince was so angry that he shouted while riding on his horse: "Follow me, charge towards the North City! Quick!"

In the east city, countless Wala people rushed into the city regardless of their lives. There were so many of them that they finally managed to break through a hole.

However, the price paid was very heavy, and the number of Oirat people who broke out was less than 10,000.

As for the North City, the main force of the Ming Dynasty is stationed here, and it is not easy for the little prince to break out from here.

Upon hearing that the city had been successfully captured from the east, the few remaining Tatars under his command became even more skeptical of the little prince's leadership ability.

But now they can't care about so many things, storming the city is the top priority!
"rush out!"

"The door is broken, run!"

(End of this chapter)