Far away on the front line of the Us River, Mahamu has always felt a little restless these days.

Benjamin died, at the hands of his own brother Balbro, and Mahamu himself felt very happy, so he blamed the old lame man who had withdrawn for his restlessness.

"Beware of Timur killing a horse pistol, intensify reconnaissance in the southwest direction, and send a few more scout teams."

"Affected by this, in the days to come, we will not be able to raise our heads in front of Daming."

Ghost Li Chi looked at the southeast and sighed, the parchment scroll left by his ancestors said all the good things about the Central Plains, what kind of flower world, splendid rivers and mountains, I am afraid that I will not be able to see it in my life.

"Surrender for ten years, and then see Da Ming again."

What is a hero, the current adversity is not enough to kill Ma Hamu's ambition, he smiled casually: "The people of the Central Plains have always been particularly concerned about face, we have been like the little emperor who has not dried up the milk to offer a tribute, look at their happy appearance, I think that as long as we surrender to him in the future, there will be no military disaster." ”

At the beginning, Zhu Yunwen's return gift to the grassland was quite large.

"There are dozens of carts of dazzling gifts, gold, jewelry, antiques, jade, these good things are like no money, and even the good medicinal materials that are not willing to sell to us in Pingsuri have also sent a few carts, which shows how unwise the newly enthroned little emperor of Daming is."

Hearing the mockery in Mahamu's tone, both Ghost Lichi and Arutai laughed, and the latter echoed it again and again.

"This little emperor is too far worse than his grandfather, the first thing he did after ascending the throne was to trade with me Tatar, a gentleman who kept the success, and he was so happy with his achievements, narrow-minded, he couldn't even tolerate his own uncle, that Zhu Di was so powerful, just because he was deprived of military power by the little emperor, and took back the capital under house arrest, all kinds of signs, it can be seen that this little emperor is incompetent, not the enemy of my grassland."

"He may still be immersed in the joy of subduing my steppe and the honorific title of Sage Khan."

"Hahahaha."

All three burst into laughter.

"After this battle, my grassland is not all evil."

Mahamu stretched out his right hand with high morale: "At least the three of us have released their previous suspicions, and the prairie is also unprecedentedly united, so that the great cause can be expected, as long as we work together and no longer fight each other for internal friction, ten years later, the next batch of wolf cubs will grow up, and in an instant there will be hundreds of thousands of people who control the strings, and at that time, it will be the day when we will go south to drink horses!" ”

"The glory of Genghis Khan, we and our children and grandchildren may not be able to do it."

The three of them bumped into each other, and they all felt that the pride in their chests was dry, as if they could cross the Great Wall south and re-enter the Central Plains in a few days.

Imagine that this kind of thing is always plump, but the reality has always been skinny.

The three of them hooked their shoulders and entered the sweat tent, and before they had time to drink, Bal Boluo ran in, his face pale and sad: "Big brother, something happened to the camp of the Troubled River!" ”

Like a muffled thunder explosion, the joy on the faces of the three of them was dispelled away by the sudden horror before they even had time to disperse.

"Out, what's the matter?"

Although he already had three conjectures in his heart, Arutai still had a trace of luck, but his tone had already changed.

"The tribes around the River of Difficulty have encountered a large army of the Ming army, numbering almost 100,000 people, all of whom are the most elite cavalry, in a flanking posture, intending to encircle the River!"

"Retreat!"

The table overturned, the dishes and bowls shattered, and Ma Hamu roared angrily with the wine soup on his head: "Assemble and retreat, quickly!" ”

The camp of the Plague River must not have an accident, it is a whole million people, with hundreds of thousands of women and almost equal number of wolf cubs, is the future of the entire prairie.

It's okay if they die, because if there is a woman, you can have children, and if you have children, you have a future!

If the old battalion is killed by the Ming army, the prairie will be cut off!

"The Han people are so shameless, too shameless!"

Arutai jumped to his feet and scolded, I don't know if he was anxious or scared, he could cry when he saw the momentum.

"Two months ago, the mission came again, saying that they would always be friends and have a good alliance for generations, and now they will take advantage of the fire to rob and attack my old camp. Shameless! How could there have been such shameless people for thousands of years! ”

Is this a fool?

Mahamu glanced at Arutai coldly: "The war between ethnic groups, even pigs and dogs know that they can't care about face, it's about who is more ruthless and who is more shameless, because those who want face are all extinct." ”

Now Maham only feels that his face is burning hot.

On the front foot, they were still mocking the little emperor of the Ming people, and when they turned their heads, their opponents were going to take their old camp to the end!

The three of them are still proud to be on the front line, and their homes have been stolen!

100,000 fine riders!

The combat effectiveness of the cavalry of the Ming Dynasty is much stronger than that of the cavalry of the grassland people, even if there is a gap between the Ming people and the grassland people who grew up eating cattle and sheep in terms of physical fitness, but the innate gap can be made up by the advantages of the acquired armor.

If the Ming Dynasty is willing to spend money, he can even surpass the Jurchens back then, and raise a heavy armored cavalry that is more fierce than the Iron Floating Tu, this kind of army, in such a vast and vast world as the prairie, it is absolutely invincible.

The number is simply not enough to bridge this gap.

The gathering speed of the nomads is still very fast, especially when the nest is in danger, these steppe athletes who have survived only a short time to complete the army, and they began to return to help.

"There are still 20,000 people in the old camp, plus those teenage cubs in the tribe, as long as they fight and retreat, they may not be able to drag on for three days."

In the midst of galloping, Ma Hamu began to calculate in his heart, as long as he can drag on for three days, he can take the main force of nearly 100,000 to complete the reinforcements.

"Thirty miles ahead, the Ming army was found! Mahamu Khan, our retreat has been cut off! ”

Mahamu was still thinking about how to preserve the prairie, and a sharp long report made his heart fall into the ice cave in an instant.

"It must be the Ming army in the Hexi Corridor that has gone north."

The army stopped, and Ghost Lichi said in despair: "It's over, it's all over." ”

This time while the fire was looting, the Ming army was obviously planning and then moving, and did not intend to give the prairie a little bit of life, the Ming army was too much, they could calmly use troops on multiple fronts, and easily divide the battlefield, and the grassland people, except for the joke of the so-called coming and going like the wind, no longer have any advantages at all.

Ma Hamu was silent at this time, he didn't need scouts, he could see with the naked eye that at the end of the communication between heaven and earth, a faint black line had appeared!