On October 17th, just night, after dinner, Chen Xi immediately came to the wall of the north gate of Tumu Fort and looked at the Tatar barracks on the hilltop in the distance.

At this time, the Tatars had set up their camps about ten miles away from the northern wall of Tumu Fort. In one afternoon, they basically wiped out the trapped horse pits and tripping horse ropes built by the Tatars themselves, and smoothly pushed the defense line to the periphery of the Wuli Defensive Circle of the Ming Dynasty.

Chen Xi frowned... Does this indicate that there will be a bloody battle that night?

Just as Shen Xi was thinking, Yun Liu rode his horse quickly under the city, turned over and jumped down from the horse's back, quickly climbed up to the city, and reported: "Sir, the Tatar soldiers and horses in the east and south of the city all came out of the camp and advanced quickly. At this time, they were less than ten miles away from my two walls!"

"Oh, less than ten miles away, then the next step will be like the north of the city. The Tatar soldiers will advance about five miles to approach our outer fortifications? Immediately send an order to withdraw the soldiers garrisoned on the front line!"

Chenxi set up a large number of secret sentries outside the Tumu Fort City. The soldiers hid near the enemy's positions, which would be very dangerous if they encountered war.

The scout's task is to carry his head and investigate the enemy's movements on the front line of the battlefield, report to the coach to know so that the coach can have a comprehensive understanding of the battle situation.

The Tatars' abnormal movements exceeded Chen Xi's imagination. The attacks on all sides that would not happen in Chen Xi's premonition seemed to be becoming a reality.

News of Tatars flocking out from the frontier positions outside the four walls.

The enemy dispatched a large number of carriages, prepared sandbags, strips of wood, straw mats and other landfills, and prepared a large number of ladders and wooden boards, which were probably used as bridges to cross the gullies. It seems that the Tatars were going to take serious action this time.

Chen Xi was very worried that the Tatars would attack the city at all costs. If the Tatars attacked from all directions, with their absolute advantage in military strength, the soldiers and horses in the city would be in a situation where they could not take into account both the head and the tail.

"Mr. Shen, the Tartars launched an offensive from the east of the city and dispatched about five or six thousand troops!" The news was passed to Chen Xi one after another.

"Sir, the Tartars came from the west of the city, and there are more than 10,000 people!"

"Sir, the Tartars dispatched their troops and began to fill the fortifications in the northern part of our city with sandbags, wood and straw mats. There will be more than ten thousand troops in the future!"

"Sir, the Tartars attacked from the south of the city, with seven or eight thousand soldiers!"

The Tatars launched an attack on Tumu Fort almost at the same time. Chen Xi had not even reacted and had already entered a situation of enemies surrounded by enemies. In other words, the preparations he made before were futile.

However, Chen Xi was still a little confident because except for the relatively weak defense in the south of the city, there were basically no omissions in the other three directions. In addition, the focus was on the deployment of troops, and a large number of reserve forces were prepared, and even the troops could be dispatched according to the intensity of the attack.

Chen Xi was prepared for the Tatars' siege, but the way he launched it was much beyond his expectations. The Tatars actually besieged from all sides. In addition to feeling that the disaster was coming, Chen Xi also knew that this was a battle of consumption. Whoever suffered the greater losses would compromise in this battle.

As the defense side, the Ming army had no way out. Only by making the Tatars unable to withstand the large-scale war loss could this war be successful.

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In the Tatar Camp north of the city, Yi Sima was planning for the war.

After the troops were dispatched, A Wulu had returned to his tent. Yi Sima knew very well that if he could conquer Tumu Fort in one battle, capture or kill Chen Xi alive, on the way to the expedition, A Wulu would belong to him and enjoy all his gentleness. Moreover, A Wulu would rely on him in the future and use his power to gain more power for his son. Correspondingly, his identity and status would also rise.

This is a fair deal. Yi Simayin felt that even if he did not break through Tumu Fort, A Wulu would choose to cooperate with him because of his help in his troops and power.

But after all, it is not justified. If he can win this battle, even if this matter is known to Dayan Khan Batumonk, Batumonk will not object. Instead, he feels that Awulu is decisive in doing things and is good at stimulating morale among the soldiers.

The people of the grassland do not value chastity. Those who have power value more are the results. As for the process and losses of the war, they can be ignored. If they can only lose a woman's chastity and pick the fruits of victory, anyone is willing to take it out for exchange.

Yi Sima made a four-way decision because of "reasonable" possession of A Wulu. It was not because he was greedy for beauty, but more importantly, he felt that Chenxi was like a thorn on his back, and it might cause variables in the grain and retreat paths of his troops at any time.

"The national army, all the troops and horses successfully entered the outer trench area of ​​Tumu Fort, only two miles away from the city gate..."

Just when Yi Sima was feeling uneasy, the battle report from the front cheered him up.

The troops were sent surprisingly smoothly. The fortifications that stretched fortifications of the Tumu Fort across five miles seemed to have no effect. After the Tatars continuously built roads with sandbags, wood and straw mats, the vanguard had successfully reached the periphery of the Ming army's trench area.

"No resistance?" Yi Sima asked in confusion.

"The master returned to the country, not without resistance. The Ming people also used muskets and crossbows to shoot at us, but we were prepared for it, blocking the front with wooden boards that were ready to build bridges, and using shields to protect our bodies. The Ming people's attack did not work and could only retreat to the trench area behind."

"At present, our troops have stationed troops outside the Ming army's trench area. The generals in front ask for instructions, should they continue to attack in depth?" The personal guard who came to report the situation asked for instructions.

Yi Sima Yin was ready to sacrifice a large number of tribal warriors for this battle. As for the final loss, it all depends on the strength of the Ming army's resistance. However, at this time, the Ming army seemed to have given up on resistance and waited for death.

Yi Sima Yin thought to himself: "We retreated three miles apart and we have successfully advanced to the core position of the Ming army. In this state, I still want to fight with my grassland tribe? Chen Xi, how arrogant are you to make such a decision?"

If someone else arranged to withdraw his troops, Yi Simayin would naturally intuitively think that the commander of the Ming army was too stupid. He encountered countless such generals on the way eastward and southward. But if it were Chen Xi, Yi Simayin did not dare to look down on the slightest.

Chen Xi's ability is obvious to all. The tactical arrangements made before are unprecedented. They have turned decay into magic several times. When facing the Tatar army, they either win it in battle or put their opponents in a huge passive position on the battlefield. Even in this small land, the Tumu Fort can allow Chen Xi to play tricks and build an extremely complex trench area.

"What conspiracy does he have this time?" Yi Sima looked at the Ming army fortification map marked on the map, and did not notice any problem.

But soon, a strategy in "The Art of War" appeared in his mind to lure the enemy into the depths.

Yi Simayin thought to himself: "This is to allow our tribe troops to fully enter the range of artillery on the city wall. In this way, even if we can finally break through the Tumu Fort, the losses will be quite large. If Ming Dynasty reinforcements come at that time, it may make our troops hate the battlefield."

When Yi Sima thought of this, she still couldn't determine what was going on the battlefield. She waved her hand and ordered: "Come on, prepare the horse, I will go to the front line to supervise the battle myself!"

As the national guru of the Tatars, Yisimayin finally couldn't help but go on the battle in person. This was rare in previous battles, because Yisimayin always felt that as a qualified commander, as long as he was arranged in place before the war, he did not need to charge forward. Although he was skilled in horseback kung fu and could be said to be a hero, he felt that it was a reckless act and disdainful of it.
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