The snow is still falling, the wind is still hunting in the ears, the cold wind is wrapped in the subtle ice and snow, stabbing people's cheeks, and even if the armor of the soldiers is thick, it is difficult to resist the pervasive frontier wind and snow.

The Tumut cavalry stepped on the frozen soil of Datong with a deafening rumbling sound.

Dulong Sangha rode at the front, holding a scimitar in his hand, and galloped on his horse while constantly looking in the direction of Baishan Mountain.

At that moment, there was a whistling in the sky.

But it was a few black shadows that shot out from the head of the mountain, and landed unhindered in the midst of the marching Tumut horse team, scattered the horse team at once, and then plunged headlong into the ground.

The frozen ground covered by the snow cracked apart, bringing up large clouds of sand, and white smoke rose from the pit in addition to the corpses of the Tumuts and their mounts.

Tumut was close to the border pass, and often dealt with the Ming army guarding the pass, and they didn't need to look to know that it was the Ming army's artillery fired on the mountain.

This was just the beginning, and there were constantly loud noises coming from the White Mountain, shaking the hearts of every Tumut cavalry who were holding the reins of their horses.

There were more and more dark shadows in the sky, and the Tumuts looked at each other, all looking a little shocked, and more frightened.

Swords and arrows have no eyes, and the artillery of the southerners is even more so.

No one knows if it will be him next, and when he is suddenly bombarded, even the best equestrian warrior on the grassland is difficult to avoid.

Dulong Monk heard the wails behind him and the trembling words around him, and he knew that the Mongols had always been afraid of the Ming artillery.

But now that he couldn't care about so much, Dulong monk Ge Zema came to the edge of a small pit, and looked at the miserable situation inside, his face gloomy.

Seeing that from the last knock to the present, the Ming army's firearms have a longer range and sharper, and they can actually hit themselves before they enter the official road.

If this continues, there will be fewer and fewer times like this when you can knock on and loot!

As the White Mountaineer continued to fire, the exclamations of the Tumut cavalry in front of him became louder and louder.

The horse team had just stepped into the official road, and it was still more than a mile away from the foot of Baishan Mountain, and no one expected that at such a distance, the artillery of the Ming army would still be so powerful.

"Enter the official road!"

"Don't retreat, as long as you surround Bai Mountain, you don't have to worry about the shelling of Nanguo children!"

A large number of running Tumut cavalry seemed to flee for their lives, and the black pressure entered the official road of Dengbai, and soon they found that although the Ming army recaptured the official road, they did not put up any banners on the official road.

Now it seems that Zhang Wanbang's raid on the official road is more like coming to harass him, so that he can't drink and change horses comfortably.

The Ming troops on both sides of the official road had already been waiting for the Mongols to enter the encirclement.

Thanks to the fast speed of the Tumut cavalry, the movement caused by the march was extremely well concealed by the sound of the Ming army's movement.

Soon, all the Tumut cavalry entered the official road.

A mile away, not far away, but not particularly close, Dulong Sangge rode the fastest yellow-brown horse in the headquarters, and soon came to the foot of Baishan Mountain.

Looking at the narrow entrance to the mountain, he was even more convinced that Zhang Wanbang wanted to lead himself into the mountain.

"You see, the terrain of Baishan Mountain is long and narrow, and the entrance to the mountain is so narrow, if the army passes through and forcibly attacks the mountain, I am afraid that it will be a meat grinder!"

Dulong Monk pointed to the mountain, and then pointed into the mountain pass, and said:

"After Zhang Wanbang prides himself on being a famous general, he is smart but is mistaken by being smart, in my opinion, these so-called famous generals in the southern children are all the same!"

"Herald—"

Before he could finish speaking, there was a sound of hooves at the mountain pass, but it was Zhang Wanbang, the general soldier of Datong, who appeared alone, and said sarcastically to this side:

"Dulong monk, after you are still the lord, this town has been waiting here for a long time, and you are on the side of the mountain, what, are you afraid?"

"King Khan!"

Dulong monks were not in a hurry, but the lords below were in a hurry, shouting that they would lead the crowd to attack the mountain, even if they dismounted and attacked, they would make these arrogant southern children pay the price.

"Zhang Wanbang deliberately lured me into the mountain, have you seen the Romance of the Three Kingdoms?"

"Nanguo Xiao'er has always been very cunning, we don't need to forcibly attack the mountain, besiege tonight, wait for the Great Khan to capture Datong Town, and withdraw!"

"With his tens of thousands of foot soldiers, he still doesn't dare to go out of the mountain to fight me!"

After going back, Zhang Wanbang came to the barracks, and a family member approached and said:

"There is really no need to risk Zhentai, there are only family soldiers and artillery battalions on the mountain, if the Mongols are provoked to attack, I am afraid that the brothers will not be able to protect Zhentai."

Zhang Wanbang pressed down with both hands and said loudly:

"Since ancient times, the way of using troops has been to pay attention to a soldier who drives people without fighting, and if he does not move, he will arouse the suspicion of the Mongols."

"When I go out like this, I am telling the Mongols that there is all my main force on this mountain, and I hope that he will attack the mountain."

"In this way, he will not dare to act rashly!"

In fact, Dulong Sangge's idea was exactly the same as Zhang Wanbang expected, and the general army on the opposite side was on the mountain, which almost showed that there must be heavy troops in ambush on the mountain.

Directly attacking the mountain, the cavalry advantage was lost, and the cavalry of the brigade became foot soldiers, facing the sharp firearms of the Ming army head-on, and even if it was captured, it would definitely suffer heavy casualties.

But if he besieges the mountain like this, Zhang Wanbang can't go down the mountain, as soon as he fires a cannon, he will order someone to harass and shoot arrows, and it will be Zhang Wanbang who is uncomfortable!

Moreover, Dulong Sangha also has another concern.

The more than 30,000 people who brought these are all warriors of the Tumut Department, and there is damage to the mountain, which is paid for by himself, counting on Lin Dan Batur to compensate? Apparently whimsical!

"The regiment surrounded Bai Mountain, and I can't let go of a single southern soldier!"

When the Tumut cavalry spread out a formation at the foot of the mountain, intending to besiege but not attack, the remaining Ming troops also quietly touched both sides of the official road, quietly waiting for the order to fire artillery on the mountain.

There is less leaning, and there is movement on the mountain.

"Bang Bang Bang ——!"

This time, the artillery fire hardly stopped, and the deafening sound effectively covered the footsteps of the Ming army rushing to the brigade.

A Tumut lord saw the cannon firing on the mountain, and also commanded the cavalry firing formation:

"Shoot me, shoot at the mountain, even if you can't shoot, you have to interfere with those southern children, so that they can't easily fire their cannons!"

When the words were settled, the cavalry of Tumut drew their bows and arrows, and then suddenly let out a burst of screams and fell off their horses.

The lord looked back, just in time for a lead projectile to be fired, the door of the head was directly hit, his eyes instantly lost his brilliance, and the whole person fell under the horse.

There was a sound of rows of guns on the ridges on both sides of the official road, and countless Ming troops suddenly jumped out from all directions, and many people held bird guns and aimed at the dense Tumut cavalry one after another.

There was a loud bang like fried beans, and a dense stream of buckshot shot towards the Tumut cavalry.

Screams rang out in several directions almost simultaneously, and the Tumut cavalry on the outside of the cavalry formation were shot one after another, falling off their horses.

The Ming army caught up and pierced the chests of these fallen Tumert cavalrymen with their blades.

"Where's the sound?"

Dulong Monk was on his horse, and his ears were so noisy in all directions that he couldn't hear what was going on.

There was the sound of mountain cannons in the sky, and the explosion of many birds suddenly appeared in the vicinity, and the screams and neighing of horses in the ears became more and more.

"Not good! Fallen for the trick of the southern children! ”