Father can be an enemy country

Chapter 1339 Future Star
The reason was very simple, that is, the fledgling Wala army was too young. They had only had experience in small-scale tribal fights before. The largest-scale battle was the 3,000 Yuan army that was ambushed and attacked in the Tula River.

But that time, they just swarmed up, surrounded the camp, and relied on their numbers to take down the 3,000 Yuan army. So they had no experience in large-scale combat, not to mention that this time it was a highly difficult mobile warfare and encirclement and annihilation war.

As soon as they left the Novice Village, they had the bad luck to meet the genius cavalry general Zhu Di and the top Ming army led by him. As a result, the Oirat army had an absolute advantage in manpower, but was played around by the Ming army.

Facing the Oirat's porous encirclement and clumsy mobilization, Zhu Di fought and retreated as he pleased in the first few days. If his troops were not too few and he was unwilling to let his brothers who had fought with him die in vain in the desert, he could have beaten the Oirat's balls to a pulp.

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After suffering several losses in succession, Yesudier could no longer bear it and summoned all the leaders to his tent to discuss matters.

The atmosphere in the king's tent was very depressing.

Yesudier first asked all the 10,000 households to report their losses, but he found that after a few days, they had lost a total of 4,000 people.

This made the atmosphere in the king's tent even more depressing.

"But the Ming army also suffered heavy losses..." In order to save face, the Wanhu reported their own battle results. You reported eight hundred and he reported one thousand, and in the end the total was nearly seven thousand.

"Do you believe it yourself?" Yesüder looked at the leaders coldly.

"I don't believe it..." the leaders said embarrassedly.

"A bunch of idiots who can't even brag!" Yesudier spat fiercely, "Don't you think I don't know? The Ming army's losses were minimal! Otherwise, you would have taken their heads to claim credit!"

"Yes." The leaders lowered their heads in shame. Just as the king said, they did gain something, but it was nothing to show off.

"The army strength is ten times that of the Ming army, but they can't catch them. Instead, they suffer defeat after defeat and lose many soldiers and generals!" Yesudier said with a dark face: "Is the gap in strength really so huge?!"

"Alas, although we don't want to admit it, this is the fact." The leaders lost their initial arrogance. "We originally thought that the Yuan Dynasty lost the world simply because the descendants of Kublai Khan were too corrupt. Now we know that the Han army is so strong."

"Humph!" Only a young man named Mahamu held a different opinion. "Your Majesty, the gap between us and the Han people mainly comes from our lack of experience. We have been in Moxi for decades and haven't fought a serious war. It is inevitable that we are very unfamiliar with it. But as long as we fight them a few more times and pay attention to summarizing and improving, we will soon make up for the disadvantage!"

"Well, that's a good point." Yesudier nodded approvingly and said, "Go on."

"According to my observation, we now have three major problems. First, we are fighting on our own without a unified command! Second, we are being led by the nose by the Ming army without having our own tactics! Third, there is a problem with our tactics, and we are being restrained by the Ming army on the battlefield." Maham was encouraged and said loudly:
"The third one cannot be improved right away, we can only train slowly in the future. But the first two problems can be overcome, so the most urgent task is to establish a unified command and formulate appropriate tactics, so that we can give full play to our numerical advantage and completely turn the tide of the battle!"

"Yeah, that makes sense." Yesudier nodded again and said, "Who do you think is suitable to be the commander-in-chief?"

"Me!" Mahamu said without hesitation.

"You..." Yesudel looked at him and said to everyone calmly, "The boy from the Choros tribe has volunteered. Do you want to compete with him?"

"This..." Although the leaders were reluctant to be led by a young boy, they themselves had no ability to turn the situation around, so they had to shut up.

"Since you are not willing to fight him, let him have a try." Yesudier said in a deep voice: "I will make it clear that anyone who disobeys my orders will be killed!"

"Yes, sir!" All the leaders responded in unison.

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As Mahamu took over the command of the Wala army, the situation on the battlefield began to change. Although Zhu Di did not know the changes within the Wala, he soon discovered that the Wala people had changed. Not only did their tactics become more flexible, but their progress could be felt in every battle.

After suffering several setbacks, the Oirat actually learned to play tactics. They would use a 10,000-household army as bait, and fight to the death when fighting the Ming army, while entangled the Ming army and released the Saker Falcon to summon the friendly forces ambushed nearby to encircle and suppress the Ming army.

They also learned to create false alarms by using small troops carrying a large number of horses to create the appearance of a large army, thus driving the Ming army into the encirclement they had set up...

If Zhu Di had not had superhuman intuition on the battlefield and had not been able to lead his troops to withdraw in time every time, the Ming army might have fallen into their trap.

Moreover, the Oirat people were very resilient. Every time Zhu Di got rid of one of their troops, the other troops would catch up in time and stick to the Ming army like a dog-skin plaster...

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At night, another day of fighting finally came to an end.

The Ming army soldiers temporarily shook off the pursuers and took the time to camp and rest. After being out for so long, they were already very skilled in the whole process.

Toghon Temur squatted on the side, watching the Ming army dig stoves to avoid light and disperse smoke, and couldn't help but sighed: "It turns out to be so simple, but we don't know how to do it. As a result, we dare not light a fire all the way."

"There are so many things you don't know." Ping An also squatted beside them. It was his turn to watch over the father and son today. "You have been in the Central Plains for so many years and you haven't learned anything. Who can you blame?"

"Alas..." Toghon Temur sighed and said, "I regret it."

Then he smiled at Ping An and said, "Give me a couple of sips of wine to calm my sorrow."

"Don't be so nice. You finished today's ration this morning." Ping An rolled his eyes at him and said, "If we finish it all, what will we use to treat the wound?"

"It's a waste of God to use such good wine to treat wounds." Toghon Temur said with regret.

"Fuck, this is for treating wounds. It would be a waste if I gave it to you to drink." Ping An cursed, "Just bear with it. When we get back to Daning, you can take a bath with it if you want!"

"Don't scare me." Toghon Temur looked fascinated. A life of wine and women has been his long-cherished dream, but he has never had the conditions to realize it.

"I was just trying to bluff you." Ping An laughed and said, "It's good enough to have something to drink, but you still want to take a bath, you're so beautiful!"

"Well, it's okay as long as you can drink enough." Toghon Temur was very easy to talk to.

"No, I say," Tan Yuan couldn't listen any longer and asked Toghon Temur, "Why are you so positive? Shouldn't a king who lost his country be grief-stricken?"

"I am not the king who lost the country, my father is." Toghon Temur brought out his theory again: "My elder brother and I are just the gravekeepers of the old Yuan Dynasty. The difference is that my elder brother does not accept his fate, but I have already accepted it."

"Then why are you still the emperor?" Ping An asked.

"Haha..." Toghon Temur glanced at Ping An and said with a smile, "You are such a pure general. If someone asked me to be a general, would I still be able to drink?"

"Fuck, you called me stupid, did you think I couldn't hear you?" Ping An slapped him to the ground.

(End of this chapter)