Chen Xuan felt as if someone had grabbed the reins of his horse, and he didn't think about swinging it again.

'Dang', but it was Sun Zhiheng who waved his knife to block Chen Xuan.

"Brother, don't kill it, old man. Maozi surrendered, and if we kill again, there will be no one to help us work. ”

Chen Xuan came back to his senses, only to find that Sun Zhiheng was also covered in blood in front of him, looking at Chen Xuan with a smile.

Chen Xuan glanced around, and sure enough, almost all the old . Mao Zidu threw down his weapons and knelt on the ground, blood stained the earth, dead bodies were everywhere, stumps and broken arms could be seen everywhere, and the screams were still endless.

Sun Zhiheng's subordinates have already begun to clean up the battlefield, and there are seriously injured Mao Zi soldiers, no matter what Mao Zi begs for mercy, he will make up for it without thinking about it.

The trembling feeling gradually disappeared from his body, and a feeling of exhaustion came up, and Chen Xuan only felt that his body seemed to have no strength.

The sound of the guards spitting touched Chen Xuan's nerves again, and a momentum slammed out of Chen Xuan's stomach, unstoppable, Chen Xuan quickly stumbled off the horse and vomited.

It is said that Chen Xuan has experienced war is not a few, but it is the first time that such intimate contact has passed, and the original pleasure after the fierce battle has receded, and what is left is a strange feeling of extreme nausea and surging pleasure mixed together, indescribable and indescribable.

Seeing the ugly state of Chen Xuan and his guards, Sun Zhiheng laughed, and his subordinates also laughed.

So there was a nausea, and the continuous sound sounded again, and the laughter on Sun Zhiheng's side was even louder.

"Manniu, I finally know why you don't want to go back to the mainland."

Sun Zhiheng smiled more and more proudly.

"Where is this, when we first came, it was almost a three-day big battle and a two-day small battle, old. Maozi was defeated by us, those Mongolian princes are now also holding their tails, you think they are good men and women, if they are not scared, how can we have the current life, by the way, hurry up and take a break, let's go dig out the old. Maozi's lair, the scouts have already hung them, these bastards have tormented us for more than a year, and now they have finally found them. ”

"Then what about these captives, it is impossible to kill them all, right?"

"Kill them all? That old man Zhou (Zhou Shumo) didn't look for me desperately, his old man was looking for someone to work everywhere, don't worry, let's eat something, the follow-up people will arrive soon, and hand it over to them when the time comes. ”

Sun Zhiheng said that he didn't know where to take out a piece of steamed buns, and handed it to Chen Xuan with his bloody hand, Chen Xuan saw this, where could he still eat, and his stomach moved and vomited, until only sour water was left in his stomach.

"Spit up, just spit it out, come to the grassland, this is a lesson that must be passed."

Sun Zhiheng ate while talking, and he didn't feel nauseous.

"Your fucking comfort is comfort, don't eat while watching me vomit, you don't feel disgusting, I still dislike it!"

Sun Zhiheng grinned.

"Layman, when we first came, we once chased these horse bandits, and the chase was five days and five nights, these bastards fled to the Great Gobi, our supplies have long been used up, a little rat meat is delicious to eat, and even my own urine has been drunk!"

"Wow!"

Sun Zhiheng didn't say that it was okay, but when he said that Chen Xuan was even more disgusting, he glared at Sun Zhiheng fiercely.

This animal can't afford to hide, stay away from him.

After resting in a corner for a while, Chen Xuan finally regained some strength, and he couldn't care about the nausea, took out a piece of cake handed over by Chen Ruiqing and gnawed it, choked and rolled his eyes, and quickly drank a little more wine in the leather bag, and the whole person was dizzy.

The follow-up troops came quickly, and after liquidation, this time more than a hundred old people were killed. Maozi, more than 400 prisoners were captured, a batch of carbines and Russian standard rifles Mosin Nagant and a few light machine guns, there were quite a few war horses, more than 700, and some were killed, which should be on the menu.

After Sun Zhiheng handed over the prisoners to the follow-up troops, he replenished some food and horses and set off again.

Chen Xuan found that the march on the grassland was very different from the domestic march, supply was the first priority, Sun Zhiheng and Chen Xuan's personal guards added up to more than 500 people, but the horses were three times the number of people, basically one person and three horses, running on the grassland with amazing momentum.

And there are no people on the grassland for hundreds of miles, if there is no guide, you can't even find a place to drink, you don't ride a horse all the way, there are strict rules on how long to run and rest, don't think about eating hot food, people can see your bonfire from afar, and you can fart and run early.

The team camped on the edge of a dammed lake when the sun was at its most poisonous, until the sun was in the west, the soldiers had eaten and drunk enough, and rested for a full four hours, and then began to march, and when they ran to the mountains, it was already completely dark, and Sun Zhiheng found a sheltered place to camp, waiting for the scouts who set off in the early stage.

Sun Zhiheng's subordinates were obviously experienced, and they fell asleep when they got off their horses, but it was Chen Xuan's personal guards, and they didn't know what to do after getting off the horse, so Sun Zhiheng arranged for people to come over and told them to hurry up and rest, and prepare to launch a surprise attack early tomorrow morning.

Chen Xuan was in Sun Zhiheng's only big tent, and in the middle of the night, the scout finally slipped back. There are probably more than a hundred people left in Maozi, and there are hundreds of Mongolian horse bandits, because Chen Xuan and they came too quickly, so they have not been transferred, but Maozi has already packed up and fled at dawn.

Early the next morning, the troops had already secretly set up an ambush on Maozi's road under the leadership of scouts, and Sun Zhiheng did not plan to attack and increase casualties.

Chen Xuan led the sharpshooters to occupy various heights.

Sun Zhiheng led the horse team, waiting for Chen Xuan to disperse the Russians, and launched a fatal blow at any time.

The horse bandits came quickly, the sky was not yet bright, Chen Xuan had already heard the sound of rumbling horses' hooves, and the canyon was burying bombs. The warriors of the medicine bag hurriedly covered themselves with some weeds, and then ran back at a fast speed.

The sound of horses' hooves became louder and louder, like a hammer hitting the tip of everyone's heart, and that primitive and exhilarating feeling appeared again, Chen Xuan held the telescope tightly with both hands, and the dust stirred up by a horse running appeared in his field of vision, Chen Xuan slowly put down the telescope in his hand and signaled his preparation.

Chen Xuan brought a battalion of 'Jianyuan-style' charges this time. guns, some were given to Sun Zhiheng, and he still had a hundred or so left, sharpshooters used special rifles, and those with average marksmanship used Jianyuan style.

Thousands of horses rushed over without stopping, and Chen Xuan could already clearly see the beards of the horse bandits. The Demoman has all the hairs, and after estimating the speed and distance, he starts to light the fuse.

"Boom! ——”

A deafening explosion sounded, and the medicine bag exploded in the center of the horse bandit team, and for a time there were rocks flying, and many horse bandits were blown up before they could react, and the horse bandits were in chaos in an instant, and countless war horses rampage, knocking many horse bandits to the ground.

"Hit!"

Chen Xuan shouted violently, pulled the trigger, and the bullets poured out instantly.

The sharpshooter immediately knocked out the enemy's chain of command and pointed at the old man in the team. Mao Zi beats, and those who shout and shout and want to assemble the team will be defeated at the first time, and the unprepared horse bandits will be in chaos in an instant.

"Didi-Didi-Di-"

The trumpet sounded at the same time, the war knife in Sun Zhiheng's hand waved downward, and the horse team was like a tiger out of the gate, crashing into the horse bandit team, and the screams of falling horses continued to come into the ears.

Chen Xuan arranged for the sharpshooters to continue to suppress with firepower, and he led some people to outflank the rear, just in time to encounter a group of horse bandits who escaped by luck.

This time, Chen Xuan and his personal guards finally had experience, after two rounds of shooting, they threw the gun hanging on their shoulders behind their backs, pulled out their war knives and rushed forward, the war knives continued to rain blood, and the pleasure of the war horse collision appeared again.

This time, Chen Xuan didn't have a chance to get in close contact with the enemy, Chen Ruiqing had already arranged for someone to slow down Chen Xuan's horse speed intentionally or unintentionally, so as not to let the enemy contact Chen Xuan, Chen Xuan was anxious and screamed, but there was no way.

I had to put away my sword, raise the gun behind my back to the front, and play point fire.

The horse bandits had collapsed when Sun Zhiheng launched an attack, and the smart ones quickly threw away their weapons and dismounted and surrendered, and those who wanted to escape were directly named by the sharpshooters, and in the end only more than 30 people escaped, but the sharpshooters also jumped on horseback, and under their marksmanship, the escaped horse bandits were already predetermined dead.

"Brother, catch the old. Maozi's commander is here! ”

Sun Zhiheng rode over, carried a Maozi officer in his hand, threw it in front of Chen Xuan, and smashed it heavily on the ground.

"I protest, I'm Lieutenant Colonel Aneosha of the Russian Army, we are envoys to China, and we have surrendered, you can't do this to us!"

Officer Mao Zi, who was probably in his forties, struggled to get up from the ground and spoke in an awkward Chinese dialect.

Emissary? Messenger, sister, did any messenger get involved with horse bandits?

Chen Xuan didn't experience the thrill of hand-to-hand combat, and was annoyed, jumping off his horse and kicking the Russian officer to the ground.

"You're a messenger, and that's a bandit, bastard, son of a bitch. raised, doing evil on Lao Tzu's territory, and wanting to get the treatment of a prisoner, you think too much, come here, tie up, Old Master Zhou has a worker who doesn't want money, this time I want to talk to his old man about the price! ”

Sun Zhiheng and a group of soldiers laughed, over the years, they have been angry with foreigners, and seeing Chen Xuan's behavior, it was really relieving.

This battle was a complete victory again, because of the preparation, so it was easier than the last cavalry victory, and the results were greater, and a large amount of food, gold and silver were found in the bandits' lair, as well as many women who were kidnapped.

To Sun Zhiheng's surprise, he also found a palace steward, Sun Zhiheng was already very dissatisfied with these Mongolian nobles, but it was not easy to move them without evidence.

Sun Zhiheng is not a good man and a woman, after a period of torture, this old housekeeper recruited everything, and there were more than a dozen Mongolian nobles who participated in supporting the horse bandits, Sun Zhiheng hurriedly asked the herald to go back and inform the troops left behind, ready to exterminate these Menggu masters who did not know whether they were alive or dead.