On the boundless grassland, the vastness is vast, on the banks of the Taoer River, the yurts are dotted, the cooking smoke is curling, the sheep are shining, and the horses are neighing.

A group of weary herders lay lazily on the golden meadows, scolding the weak and incompetent tribal leader in their hearts.

Suddenly, on the horizon in the distance, a black shadow slowly approached, accompanied by the roar of the galloping iron hooves of ten thousand horses!

The surrounding herdsmen were instantly dumbfounded, and in the distance rushed a red tide that could not be described in words, although they had no armor, they exuded a breathtaking momentum!

"The Ming army is here!"

A scream pierced the quiet grassland, and there was no need to think about it, it was the Ming army that rushed in, and it was the killer star who had been avoiding it since the last few days!

The Mongols' tents stretched for more than ten miles, and there were not only coalition troops from various departments, but also a large number of herdsmen, cattle and sheep, and the first to be attacked was the Manzhu Xili Department stationed on the periphery.

Manzhu Xili is the fourth brother of Concubine Zhuang Bumu Butai, who was awarded the title of King of Zasakdoro Batulu County in the Qing court, and considered himself young and promising, and was the strongest warrior in Mongolia.

"Array! Array! ”

"Warriors of Horqin, follow me on your horse and kill the enemy..... "Manzhu Xili roared loudly.

The Mongol cavalry roared in response to the warlike Zasak.

Manzhu Xili is worthy of the name Baturu, the title is not in vain, he hurriedly urged the Mongolian horse under his crotch, and went straight to the attacking Longwu army.

As soon as the whistle sounded, the cavalry warriors of the Horqin Division immediately divided into two parts, like a huge iron pincer, outflanked on both flanks, full of the ancestral tactics of the Mongol cavalry.

"Shoot!"

Manzhu Xili drew his bow on horseback and shouted that he ordered a salvo of fire at the rushing Ming army.

Arrows and locusts generally threw the Ming army in front, and in an instant, dozens or hundreds of horsemen turned on their backs.

However, to his shock, the Ming army in front of him was not only not disturbed, but instead accelerated the speed of the charge, hundreds of horsemen in a row, like a wall to advance.

With the sound of a cold handcuff, the Mongolian cavalry that charged ahead, the first few rows fell to the ground in an instant, and then they were trampled by the hooves of the cavalry of the same clan who came later, and suddenly the flesh and blood were blurred, becoming a cloud of flesh and bones.

In the face of such a tragic scene, Manzhu Xili had no sympathy, and such a cruel scene was being staged on the grassland all the time, and he had long been accustomed to it.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the heart of Manzhu Xili rose with irrepressible excitement, he waved his bow and arrows frantically, and shouted hoarsely: "Warriors, rush! ”

He was playing so well, but the Mongolian warriors around him panicked, a tribe with hundreds of cavalry, plus the young herdsmen barely gathered one or two thousand people, in the face of the Ming cavalry like a sea, how to fight this battle? Where does the leader get his confidence?

When the cavalry of the Korqin Division adjusted the angle and position again and prepared to fire a salvo, another chaotic sound sounded.

The rotation of the Ming cavalry's handcuffs fired very quickly, and they shot one shot at a time, and the horses continued to blow one after another, and the cavalry of the Horqin Department were caught off guard, and the people turned over on their backs, the flesh and blood were blurred, and a sense of fear suddenly arose.

The speed of the war horse was too fast, and the Mongolian cavalry behind did not have time to avoid it, and the comrades in front were trampled to death.

Manzhu Xili was distressed, and his chest was angry, but he couldn't do anything, the handcuffs were next to each other, and the cavalry was so close apart......

The cavalry of the two sides soon approached, the dragon flag and the wolf flag instantly mixed, and in the cold light of shining metal such as spears and axes, the clashing of weapons, the sound of bowstrings, the neighing of war horses, and the screams of soldiers falling off their horses.

Soon after the two sides engaged, the Mongol cavalry of the Horqin Division fell one stubble after another like grass, and many cavalrymen turned around and ran away in panic.

Facts have proved that the loose Mongolian cavalry chose to face the Ming cavalry Tie Liu, and there was no power to fight back at all, except for fleeing for their lives, the only thing left was to desperately flee for their lives.

In an instant, there were not many of the thousands of Mongol soldiers left, only the farthest away from Manzhu Xilichong, which seemed to have entered the state.

On the back of the bumpy horse, Manzhu Xili staggered with a number of Ming cavalry, but it was not for any reason, he almost did not stab the opponent, and a wave of operations like entering a no-man's land seemed to be brave and fierce, and the killing was inextricable, but in fact it was useless.

Manzhu Xili is worthy of being the king of Dorobatulu County, who was given by the Qing Dynasty, and he rushed all the way to Zhu Cihong's Chinese army.

Looking at the black pressure around him, Manzhu Xili felt that something was obviously wrong, and when he turned around, he saw his subordinates behind him, either lying or kneeling, and the surrounding grass had already been stained red with blood, except for the corpse.

In desperation, Manzhu Xili slowed down his horse, turned around calmly, and his face showed the confidence of a strong man, wanting to fish in troubled waters and take the opportunity to run away.

"Smack!"

A crisp gunshot rang out, Zhu Cihong blew the muzzle of the gun with green smoke, frowned and said, "Inexplicable!" ”

A few miles away, the camp of Prince Korqin Zhuoliktu was surrounded by a lot of noise.

Hearing the neighing and shouting of the horses from the outsiders, Wu Keshan couldn't help frowning, and said angrily: "Dog slave, it's really getting more and more unruly, in front of the king's tent, you dare to ride the horse like this?" ”

He was about to rush forward to reprimand and ask for guilt, but several horsemen had already rushed to him, and knelt on the ground with a snort, and the leader shouted with a crying voice: "Lord Wang, something is wrong!" The Ming army is coming! ”

"What?"

Wu Keshan couldn't help but be shocked, and kicked the slave in front of him: "What kind of stinky fart, the Ming army flew from the sky?" ”

The slave kowtowed desperately: "Lord, the king of Dorobaturu has been killed by the Ming army, and they are coming to our camp!" ”

"My brave fourth brother was killed? How is this possible? ”

Looking at the herdsmen running around him in a panic, Wu Keshan's monkey rectangular face instantly lost blood.

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As the various divisions of the Jerim League reacted, more and more Mongol cavalry came to support and protect their herdsmen, cattle and sheep, and some strong herdsmen also took up all kinds of weapons and mounted their horses to fight for the tribe.

"Ulla!"

Tens of thousands of horsemen galloped in, majestic mountains and rivers, these Mongols rode horses and ran on the steppe, while screaming and yelling, trying to suppress the Ming army in momentum.

The sound of hooves was like thunder, the grass clippings were flying, and the 20,000 Ming cavalry rushed closer and closer on the grassland, and finally stopped at a distance of 400 paces from the enemy.

In the telescope, Zhu Cihong saw that the Mongols were still using their best Rava tactics, consisting of many cavalry forming a wide front, the wings were arced, spread out very wide, and opened very wide, trying to envelop the opponent in the charge.

The Mongols knew that the Ming army's firearms had a very long range, and if they dismounted and fired on foot, the other side would inevitably retreat, and constantly harassed with small groups of cavalry, forcing the Ming army to waste bullets and lose the formation.

Therefore, in order to avoid a crisis, the main Mongol force was defeated in World War I, and the Ming army could only rely on horses in this battle.