Zhu Houzhao came to the city wall below, and her enthusiasm had become cold. It was mainly because it was within reach of her eyes. The situation was too tragic. The ground was covered with corpses, pools of blood everywhere, and many injured people moaned in pain. Seeing this terrible scene like Avici Hell, the naughty child felt a sense of retreat.

It is always three minutes hot, and Zhu Houzhao is seriously underestimated about the difficulties he is facing.

Just when the naughty child was in a dilemma, British Duke Zhang Mao and Shouning Marquis Zhang Heling came up to the top of the city wearing armor and appeared in front of Zhu Houzhao, saluting respectfully: "Your Highness, the city gate is in danger, please return to the palace immediately!"

When Zhu Houzhao saw Zhang Mao and Zhang Heling, his eyes lit up, as if he had seen a savior. He strode forward, grabbed one's arm with one hand, begging:

"Honey Mr. Zhang, uncle, you are here just in time. My Ming reinforcements have finally arrived. Now they are outside Xizhimen, but they are in danger and are surrounded by the Tartars... You should recruit tens of thousands of troops to Xizhimen, follow our palace to fight out of the city, and annihilate the current Tartars in one fell swoop!"

Zhang Mao and Zhang Heling looked at each other. They heard about the situation outside the city in front of the city. Now they could not determine who the leaders of this reinforcement were. The two thought that the biggest possibility was Liu Daxia's troops on three sides, or the reinforcements from Juyongguan returned to the capital to serve the king.

Zhang Mao advised: "Crown Prince, the matter of sending troops should be decided by the Ministry of War. You should return to the palace as soon as possible!"

"I don't want to go back, whoever loves to go back! Send troops quickly!"

Zhu Houzhao stared at Zhang Mao, "If I don't obey my palace's arrangements, my Ming soldiers outside the city were wiped out by the Tartars because they could not get reinforcements. I will report to my father to cut all your heads!"

Zhang Yuan finally climbed out of the pile of dead people, looked down at the top of the city for a few glances, and came over to report: "Crown Prince, come and see where are you? The war outside the city has changed again!"

"Is that true? Where?"

Zhu Houzhao rushed directly to the battlements and looked out from the gap between the shield and the battlements. But four or five miles northwest of the city, the Ming cavalry front started to counterattack again from its previous compressed state. This was because the Ming army's huge infantry camp began to change... The Ming army used a thousand people as an infantry phalanx, with shield soldiers, spearmen, musketeers and crossbowmen in the formation, and a total of five phalanxes were divided into.

Among the five infantry phalanxes, there is also a large phalanx with unknown numbers, which exists as a central army.

The Ming army infantry phalanx, like a hedgehog, guarded around the central army and launched a tit-for-tat attack with the Tatar cavalry, suppressing the impact of the Tatar cavalry with archers and musketeers, and responding to the assembly of Tatar cavalry at any time with the artillery in the central army... As long as the Tatar cavalry was not formed in scale, it would not threaten the infantry phalanxes outside the Ming army.

After the Tartars suffered setbacks in succession of attacks, they finally learned their lessons and began to assemble cavalry four or five miles away, then arranged in formation and launched a charge towards the infantry formation in the southwest corner of the Ming army.

"Boom boom"

After the Tartars entered two miles, the gunners in the Ming army's central formation began to ignite the fire. When the Tartar cavalry rushed to one and a half miles, the shells just fell and suddenly exploded.

But the Tartars were very determined, and the cavalry gathered had more than 1,000 cavalry. Although they were hit by two consecutive rounds of artillery fire when they sprinted to a distance of 300 meters from the infantry phalanx, there were still more than 900 cavalry left.

After entering two hundred meters, the Taurus cavalry began to accelerate, but with the sharp whistle sounded, the Ming army's muskets fired volleys, and twenty or thirty Tartars and their war horses immediately rolled into a ball.

The first row of the Ming army's musketeers immediately squatted down and loaded bullets. Another whistle sounded, and the second row of musketeers continued to fire. This time, forty or fifty Tartars and war horses fell down.

As the second row of musketeers squatted down, the third row fired again. As the Tartars rushed closer this time, seventy or eighty Tartars and war horses fell to the ground this time.

The Tartars had already rushed to more than ten meters of the infantry phalanx. The shields on the periphery were quickly erected. In the gap between the shields, the spears in the hands of the Ming army's spearmen were laid flat, with muzzles facing the outside, and the infantry phalanx turned into a big hedgehog full of steel hairs.

The Tatar cavalry crashed into the forest of guns, and dozens of cavalry immediately fell to death. The rest of the Tatars wanted to rush forward desperately, but were blocked by their shields. At this time, the Ming army's crossbows were launched at once, and a large number of Tatars fell to the ground wailingly.

At this time, the impact of the Tatar cavalry had been completely curbed. When the subsequent Tartars saw that the situation was not good, they could only go around from the wings of the infantry phalanx and shoot arrows sideways towards the Ming army. At this time, the Ming army in other directions was ready to fight, and another row of musket soldiers began to shoot, and the Tartars fell one after another.

In the end, the Tartars' painstaking campaign ended in a complete defeat. After losing three or four hundred cavalry, Zhu Houzhao was so angry that she raised her arms excitedly and said, "Okay, this is the real template for infantry fighting cavalry. Mr. Shen is worthy of being a genius and the only master of military tactics today!"

Standing behind the prince, Zhang Mao was stunned, shocked by the fact that the reinforcements outside had such high tactical qualities, and the same infantry was not afraid of the Tatar soldiers with similar strength to their own forces, and could not help but think about it secretly:

"It is said that the Tartars are invincible in the field. When did our Ming Dynasty produce such a strong soldier? The battle against the Tartars cavalry in the wilderness was not inferior. The most incredible thing is that the entire army is commanding the arms, with uniform actions, and clearly well-trained. Who is the one who commands the troops?"

Zhang Mao naturally couldn't understand. In the minds of these soldiers who served the king outside the city, they didn't take the battle in front of them too seriously.

In terms of cruelty, nothing can compare to the battles that took place around Tumu Fort. Compared with the kind of battles that were small to defeat the strong with weak to defeat the strong, the army was now in a neat manner, and just outside the capital, Shen Xi was commanded by Shen Xi himself, they were fearless at all.

After much experience, I will not be afraid of war.

The border troops returned to the capital to aid the capital, and the news quickly spread throughout the nine gates of the capital. The defenders in the city didn't know who was the one who brought the troops back to aid, but they expected that they were either Liu Daxia or Zhu Hui and other nobles. The soldiers garrisoned in the city didn't know much about the situation on the nine borders and could not judge the origin of the troops.

Not to mention ordinary soldiers, even Zhang Mao and others could not tell who brought the troops outside. It was true that they were border troops. However, the information they had obtained before was blocked from the three sides on the Datong line. How could tens of thousands of soldiers suddenly come back? The army was intact, which seemed too magical to Zhang Mao and others.

The only ones who know the reinforcements on the city were Xie Qian and Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao was very excited, but he immediately found that Shen Xi's troops were still limited in their strength. In order to ensure the safety of the central army, the infantry formations did not dare to leave too far. Once the Tartars charge was defeated, they would retreat in time. If the Tartars launched another charge, they would take the initiative to attack and eliminate the offensive of the Tartars along the way.

"No, no, the war is now in a stalemate. The city must send troops and reinforcements from outside to cooperate with the outside world. Otherwise, the Tartars will attack in turn, and they will be exhausted to death... You should order the troops to be transferred out of the city immediately, otherwise the good situation will be ruined!"

Zhu Houzhao still placed his hopes on Zhang Mao and Zhang Heling, but they obviously did not want to let go of the issue of sending troops. At this moment, Li Dongyang and Xie Qian came down from the city tower. Zhang Mao glared at the two of them, as if they blamed them for not fulfilling their responsibilities and did not take Zhu Houzhao down the city wall in time.

Zhu Houzhao saw that none of the surrounding generals listened to him, and was very disappointed. Finally, he pulled Zhang Mao's arm and begged: "Honey Mr. Zhang, please send troops... Do you want to watch my Ming soldiers gradually being eaten by the Tartars outside the city and ignoring them?"

Zhang Mao was in a very conflicted mood. It was not that he did not want to send troops, but that he was not qualified to transfer troops out of the city. After all, he was just a general and had to obey the orders of the Ministry of War.

"Woooooo"

The horn outside the city sounded long. After struggling for a while, the Ming army finally changed from offense to defense again, fighting and retreating, but during the retreat, it seemed in order, slowly leading the main force of the Tatars five or six miles northwest of Xizhimen, completely leaving the front line of the city wall.

Zhu Houzhao reminded: "When will we wait until we don't send troops now? This is an excellent opportunity to turn the situation around the war. Letting the Tartars act wildly will not only put Mr. Shen in danger, but also put the capital in an isolated and helpless situation again!"

Only then did Zhang Mao understand what Zhu Houzhao said, and asked in surprise: "Your Highness, outside the city... is Shen Xi?"

Zhu Houzhao frowned and said, "Who is not Mr. Shen? Can you still count on Mr. Liu? Mr. Liu is old and stupid, and leads his troops to seek stability. If it weren't for him, my Ming Dynasty battle in the northwest would not have fallen to such a tragic level now. Finally, Mr. Shen brought his troops back, and you still have a lot of picky criticism... You don't send troops, right? Then the palace will lead people out in person!"

Zhang Mao looked at the distance and comforted him: "Your Highness the Prince, please be calm. It seems that the reinforcements outside do not need the support of the city's troops..."

At this time, the Imperial Guard pushed up a tower from the bottom of the city. Zhu Houzhao, who was not real at the battlement, hurriedly climbed up to the roof of the car five or six meters high. Looking into the distance, the situation outside the city had indeed changed again.

The various infantry formations of the Ming army compressed the line very tightly. The Folang cannons and muskets became the main means to suppress the Tatar cavalry offensive. On this basis, Wang Lingzhi, Lin Heng and others led the cavalry teams back and forth to fight back and forth, and the two sides started a life-and-death battle. The Tatars were unable to break Shen Xi's strict military formation for a while, and the war entered a stalemate.
Chapter completed!