On the city wall of Zunhua, Huang Taiji, wearing a dragon robe, stood on the city wall and looked at a cavalry force of more than 10,000 people three or four kilometers away. As for the surroundings, it was surrounded by Amin Azig and others, some of these people closed their eyes and pondered, while others looked puzzled.

"There is a saying in the Ming people that horses have no night grass and no fertilizer, which means that horses can't be allowed to work without eating, only give them some food from time to time, and they will work more energetically."

Huang Taiji looked around and finally fixed his gaze on Azig Abatai's face.

"I know that you usually look down on these Mongols, think that they are a burden to us, and usually punish or rob them of their spoils.

But my Dajin is still too weak compared to the Ming Kingdom, we must unite all possible forces, the Mongols are the strength we strive for, I hope you don't go too far in the future, so as not to force them to jump over the wall."

Huang Taiji didn't care how much Azig and the others listened to his words, and reflexively went down the city wall.

"Azig, Abatai remembers what the Great Khan said today. Especially you, Azig, if you cause us to turn against the Mongols, you will be the enemy of our Dajin Kingdom for all generations."

Amin looked at the two of them, then patted Azig on the shoulder, and said solemnly.

"Got it, Erbaylor".

Although Azig didn't care too much about Huang Taiji's words, he also knew that Huang Taiji and Amin were thinking about the Dajin Kingdom, and once he really forced the Mongols to turn against each other, even if he died, he would have no face to see his father Khan Nurhachi.

The cavalry unit that left was Enhe Batu and others, and this time they were ordered by Huang Taiji to attack Liangxiang, and all the looted materials belonged to themselves.

Liangxiang is just a small county town, far inferior to Dunhua, and the three of them naturally accepted Huang Taiji's order. Although it is very likely that the looted materials are not as good as Dunhua's, their own casualties will be small.

I believe that as long as there are these materials, the tribes on the grassland will definitely have a stable winter, and it will also reduce the casualties of some tribal children. Then, in a few years, the children will be able to follow them and herd the horses south again. And you will become the hero of the tribe, enjoy endless glory, and win the most beautiful woman in the tribe.

This time, he and Nernisha Modletu each brought 5,000 men and horses, and together they had a full 15,000 people, and it was not easy to win a small Liangxiang county. Thinking that after capturing the county seat, all the looted materials belonged to themselves and others, and the three of them couldn't wait to fly to Liangxiang immediately.

"See Gushan Ezhen, our army scout reported that a village of Ming people was found thirty miles away."

A man in Mongolian clothes stood in front of Enhebatu's horse with a smile on his face.

As for the thoughts of this cavalryman, En and Batu can naturally know, after all, they are here for this matter. If there is fat meat delivered to your door, why don't you eat it?

"Arrange for a man from Niu Lu to go and take this village."

There are 300 people in a cow, and all these 300 people are battle-hardened warriors, so it is natural to take down a small village.

Thirty horsemen were quickly drawn from the army and galloped off into the distance under the guidance of the scout.

Du Guang is an ordinary person in Dujia Village, who has lived in Dujia Village for generations. As the name says, all the people living in this village have the surname Du, and it can be said that all of them are relatives.

Since it is now the cold winter season, the crops in the field do not need to be taken care of, so under normal circumstances, Du Guang will sit at the entrance of the village and talk to some elders in the village there about the mountains.

It's just that I don't know what's wrong today, Du Guang always has a pressure in his heart, pressing himself to death, making himself breathless. There was no way, Du Guang could only turn around, wanting to relieve the pressure in his heart.

As I walked, I found that it was a kilometer or two away from the village, and I just wanted to turn around when I suddenly found that there seemed to be a sound of shaking mountains in the distance. The snow on a tree beside him slowly fell down in this sound.

Du Guang hurriedly craned his neck and looked into the distance, wanting to see what was in the place where the voice came from. I stared into the distance with my eyes wide open, but at this time, the distance was white and yellow, and I couldn't see anything at all.

Du Guang, who was still a little puzzled by this, couldn't help but shake his head and wanted to turn around and leave. Suddenly, I found that some black spots appeared in my eyes, and gradually those black spots became bigger and bigger, and I could already see the whole expansion clearly.

"Strange? Where are the cavalry, it seems that there are not so many cavalry in the entire county, could it be a border army." Institutions

Du Guang stretched his neck, looked at the cavalry getting closer and closer in the distance, and wondered where this group of cavalry came from.

Looking at the cavalry that kept galloping, Du Guang felt that it was better for him to stand on the side of the road.

"It's strange why they didn't wear military uniforms."

Just looking at the cavalry getting closer and closer, his eyes suddenly widened, and a frightened face appeared on his face.

"Mongol cavalry"?

As a child, Du Guang often heard the elders of the village mention the Mongolian soldiers, who wore Mongolian clothes, Mongolian hats on their heads, and had a disgusting smell on their bodies. They killed people and set fires, and snatched everything in their homes in one fell swoop.

When he was a child, Du Guang was indeed frightened by what the old man in the village said, and would cover his head with a quilt every night, for fear that when he opened his eyes, he would see a Mongolian standing in front of him. It's just that I haven't seen the Mongols for decades, so I forgot lightly, but I didn't expect to see the legendary Mongols today.

After looking at the Mongols who were speeding in, and looking at their own village, the girl ran towards the village.

"My lord, there seems to be a bright dog in front of us who saw us."

A middle-aged man in a Mongolian suit shouted loudly with his mouth wide open.

"Chase him and kill him to prevent him from reporting the news".

After hearing the order, the Mongolian cavalry waved the whips in their hands one by one and hit the horses on the buttocks. Stimulated by the pain, the horse picks up speed again.

How can the speed of a man be compared with that of a horse, although it was not only separated by 1 kilometer from this group of Mongolian cavalry before, but at this time it has gradually been pulled to several hundred meters.

Du Guang listened to the louder and louder sound behind him, and couldn't help but look back, only to see a sharp arrow flying towards his face, and then fell to the ground in pitch black.

After seeing Du Guang fall to the ground, the group of cavalry behind him let out a roar, as if celebrating.

The war horse didn't care about Du Guang, who was lying in the middle of the road, and trampled directly through his body. When more than 300 cavalrymen passed over Du Guang's body, there was only a pool of blood on the ground at this time, and there was no longer a single person's figure.

The ordinary people in the village seemed to have heard the deafening sound, and one by one they walked out of the room and looked at the entrance of the village.

"Look, my lord, are these dogs welcoming us?"

As the cavalryman's voice fell, the entire cavalry unit erupted in earth-shattering laughter. At the same time, he drew the scimitar placed on his waist, and a hideous and bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.

The villagers may not have seen what the Mongols looked like, and they did not know who they were. But when I saw that they actually pulled out long knives from their bodies, they were so frightened that they screamed loudly and fled in all directions.

The screams of the villagers aroused the interest of the Mongolian cavalry, and one by one they picked up the weapons in their hands and kept slashing at the running villagers.

Until the entrance of the entire village, there were no more villagers, and they all dismounted and rushed into the room one by one.

Some villagers who were lucky enough to escape at the entrance of the village were also blocked in the house and wantonly hacked to death. There are also some young and strong villagers who want to take up arms to resist, but this group of ordinary people usually just cultivate fields, where is this group of Mongolian cavalry opponents who have experienced blood and water on the battlefield, and they are quickly cut down to the ground.

One person was brutally killed, and some survived, but those who survived would suffer the most painful torture in the world.

"Descendants of the great Genghis Khan, we have returned to the Central Plains again, and now let this group of women of the Ming Kingdom witness our glory."

A Mongolian cavalryman, covered in blood, shouted loudly as he carried a woman who was constantly resisting. The rest of the Mongol cavalry also let out an earth-shattering shout, and then pounced like hungry wolves on a flock of sheep.