The eagle in the sky, the original galloping hooves.

Wolf Mountain, the westernmost section of the Yin Mountains, is located in the northern part of the Hetao Plain. At this time in this time and space, it is still a virgin land that is rarely set foot by humans.

The towering main peaks of Hohe Bashi are misty and misty, standing quietly on the top of the clouds, overlooking the vast verdant plains below, and the eternity is silent.

Today, however, the primitive silence was suddenly shattered by a thunderous hoof.

Huo Sieve Zhi sat on a jujube red horse with satisfaction, undulating like waves with the galloping figure of the war horse.

He successively used clever tactics such as striking east and west, darkness Chen Cang, and ambush on all sides, and finally forced out the fine team of Ming people after spending a few days. In the past few days, the other side has lost its troops, and only half of the nearly 100-strong team remains. With a little more effort, it can be completely annihilated on this land.

Because this is the grassland, the most conducive place for war horses to gallop. The Tatar talent is the darling of the steppe, and in this world, he is invincible!

However, the order given by the fire sieve was not to completely exterminate, but to encircle. Because he finally figured out who the opponent was, it was the Daming Sumo who had given him the shame of retreat.

This is the will of the Immortal Heaven, he thought. It was Changsheng Heaven who wanted him to wash away the shame of the past, so he took the initiative to send this rival to his mouth.

To be honest, he actually admires Su Mo quite a bit now. This kid dared to come here and don't say anything when he offended a lot of people in Mongolia, and he sneaked in to make trouble with only such a few people, and the fire sieve didn't know whether to call him stupid or stupid.

If this prairie is your back garden, you can wander around at will, how big does this be to be a stupid thing to do?

However, the fire sieve welcomed the other party's stupidity. If that kid wasn't stupid, how could he have this good opportunity right now.

At the moment, there are only forty or fifty people on the other side, but what they have to face is the round-up of 4,000 people on their side, and the combat power is one to one hundred, so will there be any suspense in the result?

Therefore, the first time the fire sieve learned that the other party was Su Mo, he issued a strict order to capture him alive. No one was to harm Sumer's life, it had to be his spoils. Only he has the qualifications to cut off Su Mo's head with his own hands, in order to wash away the shame of the past.

And it is precisely because of this order that Su Mo and the others have been able to persist until now in this situation of being outnumbered. But with the pressure of the Mongol soldiers step by step, they were finally forced to this empty plain, and they saw that they were at the end of the road.

"Go, give Shi Litan and them an order, and they can start to close the siege. This time, Ben Khan wanted to see if that guy was really blessed by the gods, and who else could save him. Slightly stopped the horse under his crotch, and the fire sieve looked at a small col in the distance, and gave an order indifferently.

Wolf Mountain is steep, full of large primeval forests, and it is impossible to climb and hide. However, in the same way, it is not conducive to the war horse charging into battle. And the small col where the other party is hiding now, as a fire screen of the natives of the grassland, has long understood that it is just a dead end, and there is only one way in and out.

In other words, the current Su Mo gang is already equivalent to a turtle in an urn, just waiting for him to reach out and catch it. In this situation, even if he is as brutal as him, he is not willing to lose the lives of his soldiers in vain. As long as you surround yourself in all directions, it will only take three or two days at most, and you can almost swagger in and pick up the corpse.

The guards answered loudly, turned their horses' heads and gave orders. The fire sieve reached out and took the water bladder handed over by another guard, poured a few mouthfuls of sweet spring water with his head up, comfortably wiped the beard with a knotted chin under his chin, and shook his hand to shake out strings of shiny water stains.

At the end of summer on the grassland, it is extremely hot, and if there is no sufficient water supplement, the big living people can be roasted to dry by the scorching sun. And that col is such a Jedi. Except for rocky ash and a few weeds, not to mention the water source, not even food.

Thinking that the other party may be pursing his chapped lips with difficulty at the moment, and then thinking about the contrast of drinking sweet springs so freely outside, the fire sieve is like eating a ginseng fruit, and the whole body exudes a burst of comfort from the inside out.

Yes, as proud as he was, his hatred for Su Mo had reached a certain pathological level. Even if he was slashed by Su Mo a few times, it was far better than the only defeat that forced him back.

The sound of hooves soon sounded in the four directions, and the desolate horn sound came from three directions at the same time, which was a signal that Shi Litan, Gu Lunai, and Tu Yan had all arrived.

The corners of the fire sieve mouth were slightly hooked, and his eyes showed a bloodthirsty luster, and he slowly raised his hand. The prey is already in the trap, and now it is up to him to take the final step: exhaust the last remaining stamina of the prey, and then go to collect the prey.

His hand swung forward violently, but just halfway through the wave, he suddenly rode wildly in the distance, and before he could get closer, Lao Yuan hissed and shouted: "Tabu Nang, quick, go and save the king of the right tent...... and before he could finish his shout, the man suddenly fell from the horse.

The fire sieve froze suddenly, and Huo turned his head to look, with a look of gloomy anger on his face. "Go, bring him to Ben Khan. He shouted coldly.

What is the matter? How did the Right Tent come here? A series of questions popped up in his mind, and he was a little baffled. At the same time, there was an inexplicable uneasiness that slowly rose, making him suddenly a little irritable. The joy that was full of joy before has never been seen again.

Soon, the man came over with the support of all the guards, and without waiting for the fire sieve to ask questions, he fell to his knees and cried, "Tabu Nang, go back to the army and save the King of the Right Horde." Something happened on the side of the camp, dozens of tribes rebelled, and the king of the Right Tent was knocked unconscious by an arrow, and he was in danger. ”

What? Over there in the big camp?! Dozens of tribes rebelled?!

The fire sieve was shocked by the news, and almost fell off the horse. Calm down and stabilize his body, then he shouted angrily: "Bastard, why is this happening? Bamur, what is he doing? And what is the matter with the Right Horde Khan, and why is he on my camp?"

The fire sieve was almost angry, and seeing that it would only take two or three days at most to close the net on his side, but now that such a thing has come out, wouldn't it be a failure? That fool of Bamur has wasted his trust, and he has made a big mess in just a few days.

Even if they are all small tribes, doesn't that mean that there will be tens of thousands of people? And if they stay in the big camp, only Bamur is the only one, and the logistics and baggage department is only 2,000 people.

Two thousand against ten thousand......

The fire sieve breathed rapidly, and he couldn't imagine the result. He doesn't arrogantly think that his subordinates can be so brave that one fights five.

You must know that the Mongols can be said to be all soldiers, and they are warriors when they ride horses. Those 10,000 people are by no means comparable to the 10,000 Han people, but they are really not weaker than the warriors of his department. In this case, one fights five? hehe, that's really too much to think about.

Also, what happened to the King of the Right Tent, who was even knocked unconscious by an arrow. Is this so messy, what's going on over there?

At this moment, Rao was sifting through his tenacious heart with fire, and he couldn't help but panic.

“…… Rumors circulated in the royal court that the Great Khan had sent the Right Khan to investigate...... Zamuhe and the other troops suddenly attacked, and in the midst of the chaos, the king of the Right Tent Khan was shot by a cold arrow....." In the intermittent explanation, the face of the fire sieve became more and more ugly, until at last it was as black as the bottom of the pot.

"Okay, what a plan! What a sinister plan! What a treacherous one, what a treacherous one!" the fire sieve trembled, muttering to himself.

At this time, he still didn't understand that he was tricked by Su Mo? Mingren's meticulous work was far more than the people in the col in front of him at this moment, and more of them were already lurking on the side, waiting for him to be lured out, and then he broke out.

As for the rumors on the royal court's side, they were obviously caused by taking advantage of this time difference. In order to arouse the suspicion of Dayan Khan, as well as the chaos within Mongolia. Because as long as the royal court envoy comes, it will inevitably lead to a battle with his fire screen. And the only surprise was that the person who came turned out to be the great god of the Right Tent Khan.

However, from this point of view, it can also be known that in Dayan Khan's heart, he is obviously dissatisfied with himself. Otherwise, the Right Khan would not have been sent. Because it is only at the level of the right tent king that he has the ability to suppress himself. Otherwise, if you change someone else, you don't have to care, and it won't affect you at all.

Thinking about it like this, Huo Sieve couldn't help but feel a burst of depression in his heart, and the irritability and tyranny became even heavier.

Gritting his teeth, his red eyes staring at the col in front of him, the expression on his face changed. Tangled, angry, crazy, hateful, all kinds of emotions are like marquees, and finally condensed into deep unwillingness.

"Order, return to the army!" was half loud, and finally squeezed out these words from between his teeth. Then he shook the horse's head, shook the whip fiercely, and rode away first.

He had to go back, and he had to go back. Without him, it was one of them that he was worried that Bamur would not be able to withstand the riots over there, but what worried him even more was the King of the Right Horde. Once something happens to that prince, it will really collapse.

Compared with the extermination of Sumer, the importance of the Right Horde Khan is self-evident, and there is no comparison at all. The depression of this duck that came to his mouth and suddenly flew away made him go crazy.

All the relatives and guards looked at each other, seeing that the beloved horse, who was distressed even when he lost his heel hair on weekdays, was severely whipped, which showed how bad this Tabu Bag's mood was at the moment. At this moment, how can anyone dare to gasp.

A series of orders soon came out, and the fashion swayed, and thousands of troops turned around, gradually accelerating back backwards.

Gu Lunai, Tu Yan and Shi Litan were inexplicable, and they couldn't understand what this abrupt change was for. However, the fire screen has always been strict in military orders, and at this time, there are all kinds of doubts, so I have to follow the order, and I dare not disobey it in the slightest.

In the col, a pair of eyes coldly peeked at the changes outside, then disappeared, and ran inward very quickly......