The cavalry of the Fuyuwei Guard, which had been in ambush in the mountains for a long time, suddenly moved, like a sharp sword off the string, and broke the momentum and rushed down quickly.

Dozens of sentry horses sent by the Horqin Department were shot into hedgehogs in the blink of an eye, and even those who were lucky enough to be alive were killed in the thunderous offensive in front of them.

Once the cavalry was gathered, the charge was terrifying.

Zaise, who was riding on a horse, grabbed the reins of his horse with one hand and his blood-stained scimitar in the other, and shouted, "Send men and horses to free the people captured by the Korqin people!" ”

Khalitu also slew up.

He knew in his heart that at this point, once the battle failed, his speculation department would definitely suffer the bloodbath of the Horqin people.

There was no choice but to desperately win this battle, and then wait for reinforcements from the Ming Dynasty.

At this time, there was no need to hesitate, and when he heard Zaisei's words, he immediately responded:

"King Khan, tell my son to go!"

Zaisai glanced at this side when he heard this.

In his impression, Meng Zhe, the son of Halitu, was born with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and he was indeed a rare grassland warrior, and since he was now on the same front, there was nothing to doubt anymore.

He said in a deep voice:

"The captives of all the ministries have been handed over to you!"

Khalitu nodded heavily, he watched Zaisai continue to lead the people to rush down, the figure disappeared into the mountains and forests, and then turned around and ordered:

"Meng Zhe, don't insult the bloodline in your body."

"The Horqin people are crossing the river, they are holding the tribes of each tribe at the end, I want you to lead a group of men and horses, release these tribes, and let them follow the army to defeat the loyal dogs of the Aixin Jueluo family, the Horqin people!"

Meng Zhe actually didn't want to be an enemy of Horqin, but since he was forced to do this, he had to use his strength to fight it.

Without saying a word, he ordered three brave centurions, and led about 300 cavalry to turn and go, heading straight for the weakly guarded captives.

Iron hooves burst, wind and clouds, horses and mountains and forests.

At this time, Zaisai led people to rush down the mountain, he looked at the Korqin tribe who was organizing people, thought for a moment, and shouted loudly:

"Don't chase the deserters, just kill the ones behind!"

Zai Sai is among the Fuyuwei tribes, with the largest number of troops and the strongest power, and the more than 8,000 cavalry of the Uqiye special department led by him are fiercely inserting behind the Horqin army that crossed the river!

The rest of the Fuyuwei Mongol tribes, such as the Fuyuwei Mongol tribe of the Speculation Household Division, followed closely on the left and right, rushed down from the mountain frantically, interspersed with the bewildered Horqin cavalry, and slashed and slaughtered.

"Kill!"

It wasn't until the Uziyette cavalry was in full swing behind his ass that Oba was a little sluggish to react.

I was actually ambushed!

"Oba, what's the matter, where are these cavalry?"

Oba, who was dispatching troops to prepare for a counterattack, suddenly heard a burst of angry complaints behind him, and he didn't need to turn his head to know that it was Kur entangled.

"Kurtang, you give me a little respect!"

It was Oba's younger brother, Budazi, who spoke.

He held his trademark Korqin scimitar in one hand, which was drenched in blood, and as the scuffle began, he could harder than usual to endure Kurtang's vexatious trouble.

Budazi understands very well that Kurtang simply looks down on their Horqin people, because Horqin under the leadership of Oba is a dog of Houjin.

Budazi stood in front of Kurtang's eyes, glared at him and said:

"Kurtang, this is the battlefield, I want to teach the minions a lesson, go back to your Jianzhou, here are all our Horqin tribes!"

"You're looking for death?"

Kuhl gripped the tiger's head knife and pressed forward step by step.

The situation of the two of them, just like the surrounding battlefield, is almost on the verge of breaking out, at this time, Oba is also confused, but he still does not dare to offend Houjin.

"Taiji, don't be like my brother, the Korqin people will always be Dajin's allies, allies!!"

Kurtang looked at him with a sneer, the corners of his mouth curled, but he didn't say anything directly, turned around and left, not even a cruel word.

When the cavalry of the Yellow Banner left with Kurtang, Oba walked over and slapped Budazi directly, and said viciously:

"Do you know that this Kurtang is Nurhachi's own grandson!"

"For the sake of your dignity, do you have to pay with the blood of an entire tribe! Budazi, when exactly will you grow up? ”

"I can't lose the whole of Horqin for you!"

Budazi still didn't seem to understand the meaning of Oba's words, and he covered his cheeks, as if he was very sad about the slap.

After a long pause, Budazi sneered:

"Okay, you go and lick your golden master, I don't have to worry about you, I will take my own people to go my own way, I don't need you to protect it."

Without waiting for Oba to speak again, he turned on his horse and turned south with thousands of men loyal to him.

At this time, the surrounding earth-shattering shouts had spread to Oba's vicinity.

While Oba was arguing with Kurtang and Budazi, Zaisai was racing against time to kill the rear team of the Korqin Division, and he was not far away.

Uziyet [567 Chinese] The sound of cavalry killing shook the sky, the sound of hooves was like thunder, and the bow and arrow were constantly pressed down like showers, and soon turned this place into a meat grinder.

When Oba came back to his senses, he immediately organized a counterattack by the Korqin cavalry.

It's just that it's too late now, and although the number of the troops following Uziyet is only half of that of the Korqin people, the morale is now high.

All of a sudden, the mountains were full of cavalry from the Uziyets.

They shouted, brandished scimitars and spears, and some kept drawing their bows and arrows, killing the panicked Korqin people from a distance.

Oba was guarded by dozens of Korqin Elite Horsemen, and took advantage of the chaos to fight his way out.

But at this time, there was chaos on the bridge of the Suwen River.

When the cavalry crossing the bridge heard that there was a battle in the rear, most of them turned around and rushed back to support, but the cavalry behind the bridge was defeated and crowded to cross the bridge.

These two parties gather on the bridge, you fight for me, the front can't come back, the back can't pass, in order to escape or even fight, trample on each other.

While the cavalry of the Uziyette tribes were in full pursuit, Meng Zhe led hundreds of elite cavalry selected by the Hu'er tribe to release the captives held by the Horqin people one by one along the mountain road.

They had just released another group of remnants of the Yechen Tribe, and when they looked up, they saw a group of heavy horsemen in bright yellow armor on the small slope.

These cavalrymen, one holding a tiger spear and carrying a chilling tiger-headed broadsword at his waist, lined up on the small slope, very mighty and neat.

A centurion leaned closer to Meng Zhe and reminded in a low voice:

"Prince be careful, this is the Yellow Flag Jurchen soldier of Kur's entanglement!"

As he spoke, several centurions urged their mounts and gathered around Meng Zhe, looking at the Jurchen cavalry on the slope vigilantly, and even when they sat down on their horses, they snorted uneasily.

Kurtang also looked at the hundreds of Mongolian cavalry below.

It's just that compared to the big enemy of the speculation people, he and these yellow flag cavalrymen have a relaxed demeanor, and some are even pointing and laughing.

A white-armoured and white-horse Bayala guard said:

"Taiji, as you expected, the Korqin people were defeated by Uziyet, but fortunately, we withdrew quickly."

Kurtang sneered:

"Oba is arrogant, it is a matter of time before he will be defeated, I told him to bypass the Suwen River, rendezvous with Nekhalkha, and go directly to the Zhuoer River to copy Zaisei's hometown, but he did not listen, and had to cross the river and attack."

"I told him to disperse the sentry early to prevent the Uziyette dog from jumping off the wall in a hurry, but he said that Zaisai didn't have the guts, he just didn't listen."

"The Horqin people have reaped the consequences, but the use value is still there, but this battle depends on the four Inner Khalkha Divisions, and our army is confronting the Ming army in Liaoshen and cannot be moved lightly."

"In this way, send someone to find Sete, and say that after this battle, I promised him to become the leader of the Inner Khalkha Five Divisions, Sete is a lustful person, and he has a mortal enmity with the Ming Kingdom, which is much more reliable than Oba."

"By the way, who's down there?"

The white-armored cavalry replied:

"Back to Taiji, it's the cavalry led by Meng Zhe, the son of Halitu!"