The shouts of killing inside and outside the Tumu Fort continue.

Hu Songyue is now leading infantry soldiers. The officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty are always familiar with the layout of fortifications outside the city. After the soldiers and horses rushed out, they knew where they could go and where they could not.

The Tatars bumped like headless flies. Many people fell into the deep trenches themselves, but no other Tatars reached out to help. As a result, they ran along the tunnel, but they ran head-on with the Ming officers and soldiers led by Hu Songyue and were stabbed to death by guns.

"Don't be greedy for merit, everyone is moving forward together. If anyone rushes forward, don't follow me. If he wants to die, let him die by himself!" Hu Songyue raised his long sword and shouted loudly to prevent the pursuit soldiers from falling into the siege of the Tatars.

Looking at the huge position ahead, Hu Songyue was excited. He believed that most of the defenders were in the same mood as him. It was rare to see the Tatars rushing into the city like a beleaguered dog and retreating. He didn't kill a few more Tatars, so how could he brag about them in the future? How did he say that he had followed Lord Shen, who was wise and powerful, killed the Tatars in the northwest battlefield to find teeth?

The Ming army soldiers could not even think about the battles in which the enemy was defeated with less and more. If the Tatars retreated in a mess, the Ming army would also look extremely chaotic. Small-scale explosions still sounded from time to time outside the city, and light flashed at all times.

However, the number of Ming troops was not enough to support a war of attacking from all sides, so after the troops left the city, various pursuers discovered a serious problem... the number of companions around him was seriously insufficient!

"Ding Ding Ding Ding..."

The sound of gold sounded on all the city walls, which was a signal of withdrawal. Although many soldiers were hot-headed, the Ming army had a sense of defense and retreat in their bones. Whenever they heard the sound of gold sound, they would take the initiative to choose to retreat.

But there were also some people who were stubborn and chased for four or five miles apart. After the Tatars retreated from the battlefield, they hurried back, fearing that they would fall into the Tatars' encirclement.

"Victory!"

"We have won the battle!"

"The Tatars were defeated by us!"

There were cheers and excitement inside and outside the Tumu Fort.

...

"Sir, we won!"

Hu Songyue withdrew his troops from the west of the city and reported to Shen Xi about the situation on the front line. At this time, Shen Xi had just arrived at the head of the north city. He was exhausted, his face was haggard, and his eyes were red.

After this battle, Shen Xi was exhausted. He smiled and waved his hand, meaning that he should report what he should report, and what he should not report can be said later.

Although this battle was a complete victory, there was no decent trophy. At most, it was some siege equipment, sabers, bows and crossbows and other weapons. The Tatars left the corpses on the ground, and now many soldiers are paying for money, pulling clothes and cutting their heads. The specific results will not be counted after dawn.

Although this battle cannot be said to have completely destroyed the Tatars, it is at least considered a trauma. Combined with information from all aspects, the Tatars lost five or six thousand lives in this battle. Compared with the Tatars' troops and population, the losses are not small.

After the battle tonight, either the Tatars chose to detour to attack Juyongguan and continued to encircle Tumu Fort without fighting, or launched another round of offensive within two or three days to completely capture Tumu Fort.

"grown ups……"

Zhu Lie and Liu Xu came together. After leading their troops to win a complete victory, they all wanted to report the good news to Shen Xi as soon as possible.

Chen Xi didn't have the heart to listen to things on the battlefield at all. He was exhausted both physically and mentally. At this moment, he only wanted to do one thing, which was to sleep with his head covered.

"If there is anything, let's talk about it when you wake up tomorrow. If the Tatars launch an attack and you and I won't see the sun tomorrow, then these words will be rotten in my stomach!"

Chen Xi came down from the city and headed to the command post not far away. When he arrived at the place, he found that after experiencing the previous war, the Tibetan Bing Cave had completely collapsed and could only find another place to rest.

Chen Xi looked at it again and saw that most of the remaining buildings in the city were invaded by war, so it was not easy to find a place to sleep tonight.

"Hurry up a tent, the soldiers of the three armies will wait for the battle, and no one can relax!" Chen Xi gave the order and returned to the well-preserved command post in the west of the city and fell asleep.

...

...

It was also October 17th, night.

Capital, imperial palace.

Xie Qian and Li Dongyang waited outside the Ganqing Palace for more than an hour, but still didn't see Zhu Youzhang.

Xie Qian was a little anxious, but he couldn't show it too clearly, so he could only stand on the side. In the howling north wind, he was secretly worried about Chen Xi who was going out of the frontier, and muttered in his heart: "I've been restless all day long. Isn't there any result in Tumu Fort?"

Just when Xie Qian was anxious, Xiao Jing, who had entered the public, looked anxious from the palace, shook his head slightly, and seemed quite helpless.

Li Dongyang stepped forward and asked, "Is your Majesty still unable to manage the government?"

Xiao Jing hesitated for a while, nodded slightly, but didn't want to say more. Perhaps the emperor's condition was indeed not good, and he had reached the point where he dared not talk about the emperor's health lightly.

Xie Qian asked: "Will Your Majesty give me a word?"

Before Xiao Jing could answer, Li Dongyang said: "Yu Qiao, don't ask more questions first, and report after discussing with Liu Shaofu..."

Xie Qian sighed softly. He understood Li Dongyang's intention and reported the report again, which means that the matter will be decided by the Silijian and will no longer be viewed by the emperor. It doesn't matter what the emperor makes.

Xiao Jing, the eunuch in charge of the seal of the Sili Supervisor, respects the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet on a very common basis, so even if this matter is submitted to the Sili Supervisor, Xiao Jing will most likely adopt the cabinet's votes. The decision on this matter is basically in the hands of the three auxiliary ministers of the Cabinet.

"The battle in the northwest is still undecided. It has been four days since the Tatars captured Xuanfu. Now that they will not mobilize the troops of each garrison to the capital to serve the king, the country and the country of the Ming Dynasty are in danger! This matter must be done with His Majesty’s instructions..."

Xie Qian was very anxious. The battle of Xuanfu exceeded the expectations of the court. Now that Xuanfu is lost, the capital is in a hurry, but the emperor is bedridden at this time, unable to manage the government affairs, and unable to even make the most basic decisions. This made Xie Qian feel that the pressure on his shoulders is under a lot.

If the emperor decided to give up the Tumu Fort, Xie Qian would not say anything, but now he was letting the cabinet decide on his own. He felt that he was pushing Chen Xi to die.

"Master Xie, you might as well please come back."

Xiao Jing finally spoke, "It's not that I don't want to tell you that Your Majesty is really bad. You can't force yourself like this... Although Xuanfu is lost, Nei Pass is still there, and the soldiers and horses in the northwest have not been greatly damaged. Even if Nei Pass is in an emergency, it will not affect the capital for the time being, and the soldiers and horses in the northwest still have time to retreat... You can't make Your Majesty worry about state affairs, and the condition is worsening, right?"

Xie Qian wanted to say something else, but Li Dongyang pulled his clothes and then he remained silent. He asked Xiao Jing to say goodbye with Li Dongyang. The two of them headed towards Wenyuan Pavilion.

Li Dongyang complained on the way: "Yu Qiao, you have always been flexible and good at understanding the best intentions. Why are you so persistent this time? Even though you know that Your Majesty is ill, why do you still make things difficult for Eunuch Xiao? He is just talking about the matter."

Xie Qian said: "It has been four days since the Xuanfu fell. Juyongguan and Zijingguan have not seen any reports from Diyi's troops at the city. Most of the Diyi set up an ambush in Xuanfu, attacking Datong, Taiyuan and other military towns. Once the army of the two towns fails, the Neiguan and the capital will not have any support for the troops within half a month. Shouldn't this be a dilemma?"

Li Dongyang was slightly stunned, and then his face changed drastically, obviously thinking of the terrible consequences. At the same time, he felt a little respect for Xie Qian: "Although I have considered the situation in the northwest before, I have not considered it as carefully as Yu Qiao. It seems that he is indeed planning for the court, and I am far from him."

But what Xie Qian thought at this time was: "I have repeatedly let down Chen Xi'an in the northwest affairs. If I don't listen to his advice and argue with the court, I will not be at ease even if I die."

Xie Qian's idea that the Tatars might ambush the Ming Dynasty's reinforcements was not calculated by him, but by following Chen Xi's judgment on the situation in the northwest.
Chapter completed!