Ah Hudie lowered his body as much as he could, and tiptoed towards the Muguls not far away.

The terrain here is relatively flat, which is not really suitable for lurking approach.

However, the vigilance of the Mugultures did not seem to be too high, and when Ah Hudie approached, he could even hear the prey shouting and cooking.

Dinner in enemy land!

And there were no guards, all the livestock, including the horses, were scattered to gnaw alfalfa by themselves, the tents were gathered, both men and women were together, and through the gaps in the leisurely horses, cattle and sheep, Ah Hudi could even see some children playing.

'How dare they?' Ah Hudie felt a little strange.

In fact, this is mainly because the Mughurs did not take grazing on the cultivated land of the Han people to heart, nor did they regard it as a very dangerous thing.

Because they used to go to the fields of the Han people in Shanxi to graze, and let cattle, sheep, horses and other livestock eat the seedlings of the Han people.

The Han people did not dare to drive away the livestock of the Muguls—not that they could not win, but that they drove away the Mughurs, and their leaders—the Han soldiers would also punish the peasants harshly, making them apologize to the herdsmen with more food.

Over time, the Mughal herders no longer regarded the rights of Han Chinese peasants as a matter of course.

This kind of inexplicable arrogance for the Han people of Qi gave Ah Hudie and his companions a very good opportunity.

Ah Hudie's side touched the distance of less than twenty paces from the enemy, and was still not noticed by the enemy.

He hid beside a nice war horse, holding the face of the war horse with one hand, and whispering to reassure the curious creature looking at him.

Ah Hudie gently stroked the hair on the neck of the war horse, and after a few sucks, he liked this war horse a little.

When he was on the Jin side, he used to have war horses, and there were as many as 3 at the most.

But because he didn't have the Han Aha, the land that Bo Jilie gave him would not be planted at all, but the grain tax could not be less than a catty, so when it was time to pay the tax, he could only sell the stolen horses and Mughul Aha to the master of Mok to offset the tax.

However, in the second year, the situation did not get better, but became worse, at this time he not only could not pay taxes, but also had no food for himself - when the price of grain in Liaodong was the highest, it was as high as 100 guan one stone, not to mention ordinary low-level armor soldiers, even officers at the level of Mouke had a lot of food breaks.

At that time, human flesh became one of the staple food sources, first eating the starved and then the emaciated Aha.

Even the escape of the real Jurchens has become commonplace.

As a last resort, Ah Hudie also found an opportunity, took his only remaining horse and the last bit of rations, and fled to Gaizhou to surrender to the local Qi garrison.

Because he surrendered voluntarily, and as a young soldier who had just become an adult, he had not had too many war crimes before, and he obtained the status of a commoner, but his horse was confiscated by the Qi army.

There were no cavalry in the Blue Army, and although many officers of the New Army asked Xu Shiyang to consider the higher average riding skills of the Tartars, Xu Shiyang still firmly refused to form cavalry units for the Blue Army, and instead used them as ordinary hoplites.

Only those who are truly skilled in riding are specially selected to serve as cavalry instructors.

Ah Hudie didn't have that kind of riding skills, so he could only honestly squat in the Blue Army Brigade, but he still had a little idea: if the horses of Qi became many, many, wouldn't his new masters be willing to form a cavalry unit for the Blue Army Brigade?

"Attention!"

An old Jurchen armored soldier one step ahead of Ah Hudie reminded in a low voice:

"It's time to start!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a scream, and a firework flew into the air with a scream, exploding into a brilliant red cloud.

The Mugwu herdsmen who were laughing and eating all raised their heads and looked at the air curiously, still defenseless.

"Archery!"

Five Blue Army soldiers, including Ah Hudie, suddenly straightened up and fired a volley of heavy arrows at the Mughal herdsmen at a distance of about twenty paces.

On the other side, the company deputy led the other four people to form a corner with Ah Hudie's people to form a corner against the enemy.

Even the dungeon people used muskets, and the others also used bows and arrows, and only ten people shot out the momentum of hundreds of people, and when they were caught off guard, the Mughuls screamed and fell to the ground with heavy arrows.

"Up!"

Hearing the order, Ah Hudie threw away his bow and arrows, drew his waist knife, and rushed towards the Muguls after the others.

When there are fewer people and more people, momentum is very important, they only have one musket on their side, 9 bows are not lethal enough, and the masked people on the opposite side are also masters of archery, once they react, they will not take advantage of the shooting.

It's better to kill the enemy with three waves of heavy arrows, and immediately launch a melee battle to completely collapse the enemy's psyche.

In fact, it was indeed as they thought, the Mughal people were suddenly subjected to several rounds of heavy arrows at close range, losing more than ten strong men in a row (and more than ten women and children were affected), and before they could understand what was going on, a group of fierce and vicious armor soldiers rushed over with bright blades .......

This horrific scene is not something that anyone can bear.

……

Quancheng, Xu Shiyang's office.

"Together again?" Xu Shiyang, the first prime minister of Qi State, looked at the report in his hand, frowned and asked, "This is the first time that something like this has happened?" ”

A young officer with a beautiful mustache on his chin immediately replied:

"The third one this month, and there have been almost forty times this year."

"Are the Muguls crazy?" Xu Shiyang was surprised: "Invaded my border more than forty times? ”

"This year, 17 people were killed, more than 100 were injured, and more than 100 were taken captive by the Mughals." The same official replied: "We have killed more than 300 Mughal people, captured nearly 1,000 people, captured 500 horses, and more than 3,000 other livestock. ”

However, the Mugwu people continued to enter Ji Province to graze, as if they did not look at the Qi army in the slightest.

"The captives confessed that they used to graze cattle in the fields of the Han people, so they didn't care at all."

In addition, the Mughurs suffered heavy losses in Liaoyang last year, and many tribes have lost all their male men, who have been swallowed up by others or quietly disappeared into the depths of the grassland.

Although some of them are not so miserable, the situation is not much better, and when they see that the fields on the side of Qi are planted with seedlings and alfalfa, they can't help but want to take advantage of it.

Now, a spring offensive is being launched against the Tartars in the southern Liaonan direction, and the main force of the garrison in Hebei Province has also been dispatched to launch an attack on Liaodong, so the garrison there is not enough, which also gives the Muguls some opportunities to infiltrate.

The generals stationed in Ji Province had to divide the remaining troops into small teams and constantly patrol along the Great Wall to expel the Mughurs who had crossed the border.

The results are not bad now, but many people are worried that the Muguls will send a large army to plunder Ji Province, which will be a bit dangerous.