"The Axa tribe can fight no more than 2,500 people, which is considered a very small tribe, if you can not kill people, don't kill them." Wanyan Chengji Lerma was on a hillside on the grassland, facing the sun in the sky, and unscrupulously waved his whip at the Exa tribe not far away, which seemed to be facing a great enemy, and did not take them seriously at all.

"This kind of small tribe is suitable for wooing, try to leave some vitality, and it will be useful in the future."

The sunlight cast down, shining on the thousands of elite riders slowly unfolding behind him, reflecting a little light like dragon scales.

"Understood." Several Khitan generals nodded one after another: "General, who will take the lead?" ”

Wanyan Chenghei groaned when he heard this, and his eyes swept towards his wings.

In the middle of the brigade, it is his headquarters of men and horses, thousands of Khitan soldiers since they were attached to Changsun Hong, they have already changed their shotguns, and they have already changed into black leather armor, and the riders who are in the front line have put on iron armor, and they are all good long knives and halberds in their hands, with sharp bows and arrows, and they are majestic.

And the cavalry a little farther on both sides was much inferior.

Most of these people are dressed in leather robes, colorful, and many of them are even wearing only the cloth robes often worn by the herdsmen on the grassland, and some of them are also wearing their upper bodies, which looks very strong, but in fact exposes a poor character.

The weapons in his hands are also varied, with swords, guns, swords, halberds and everything, but they are basically very broken, and they are not at the same level as those who have finished Yan Chenghei.

Wanyan Chenghei looked at these people and called a name: "Let Ah Huli go, his people will not be attached soon, it's time to accept a name." ”

The surrounding Khitan generals listened, but their faces changed slightly, and they exchanged glances with each other, and one of them said in a deep voice: "General, Ah Huli is a Jurchen, and the Jin Kingdom and Mongolia have a feud against the country, let him go...... Will the Axa not be left alive? That's not quite what we're trying to do. ”

"That's where I'm going to test him." Wanyan Chengsi said coldly: "Under the command of the Ghost King, the most important thing is to prohibit it, if Ah Huli only has hatred in his mind and is worried about the military order, then he is not qualified to continue to follow us." ”

Seeing that everyone hesitated, the corners of his mouth grinned, and he said suddenly: "Don't worry, Ah Huli is a clear-eyed person and very smart, otherwise the ghost king will not accept him, Wan Yan Lie, you attack the left wing of the Axa Department, let Ah Huli attack the right wing, go immediately!" ”

A Khitan general gave up his order and rushed away.

After a short rest, more than 1,000 cavalry were divided from the left and right sides of Wanyan Chenghei, and slowly circled around the opposite side of the Axa Department that was waiting still.

The temperature was slightly high in the sun, and sweat flowed down his forehead and down his cheeks and into his back, Chagan squinted and clenched the knife in his hand.

He looked back at the large car behind him, where women and children were timidly visiting in the huge yurt.

Chagan's wife and children are all inside.

Taking a deep breath, Chagan kicked the mount's belly, the healthy horse was well-trained, moved its hooves and began to move forward slowly, and then slowly accelerated, and in a short time, the Mongolian horse sprinted up, and rushed towards the front of the black-armored cavalry platoon with a very high frequency.

Behind him, the roar of Ulala, the man of the two thousand Axa tribes, followed by the gallop, and the thunderous roar of two thousand horses.

Wanyan Chengji did not mean to meet him, but urged his mount, led the cavalry of the brigade headquarters, and began to make a big bend, from the other direction, running towards the yurt convoy of the Axa Department.

Chagan, naturally someone will deal with him.

Ah Huli and Wan Yan Lie, who were outflanked from both wings, were already like two huge iron clips, one on the left and one on the right, just intercepting the Mongolian cavalry that was rushing forward, and the three cavalry collided together in the smoke and dust, and the bows and arrows were fired.

The grassland was instantly filled with infinite blood, and the merciless battle unfolded without hesitation under the harmonious sun.

Chagan was a warrior who grew up in blood and fire, and from the time he could walk, he could ride a horse, and when he could eat with chopsticks, he began to hold a knife.

In this life, Chagan has shed as much blood for the tribe as a woman has shed tears.

He fears no enemy, and powerful opponents can kill his people and plunder his cattle and sheep, but they have never been able to conquer his heart.

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Correspondingly, he killed as many enemies as he ate sheep, and the most glorious moment of the Mongols' life was to take a bloody knife and cut off the heads of their wives and children in front of them.

Then enslave the defeated opponents, take their possessions for themselves, and grow their tribes, so that they can continue to survive on the steppes.

This is a matter of course, and no one thinks there is anything wrong with it, not even the enemies and their families who have died in battle.

Isn't the survival of the fittest and the survival of the strong the iron law on the grassland?

"Whew!" Chagan's arrow hit an oncoming cavalryman, and the man snorted, fell on his back, and was trampled into pulp by ten thousand horses.

Too late to shoot the second arrow, Chagan threw the riding bow behind him and picked up the huge saber.

The enemy who had rushed in front of him brandished a handful of iron bones, a blunt weapon of pure iron that slammed down with a terrifying whistling sound, and this weapon could kill a cow with the speed of a war horse alone.

Chagan dodged sideways, and his superb riding skills allowed him to avoid the bone at an incredible angle, and the saber stretched out diagonally, pulling a cut in the man's body that almost cut him in two.

The internal organs burst out, because the time of the two horses was too short and the speed was too fast, and there was not a drop of blood stuck to Chagan's body.

Cha Gan had no time to see the results of his battle, the third enemy had already handed the knife to his horse's head, this time he couldn't dodge it by skill, Cha Gan swung his knife to meet it, and with a "bell" sound, he knocked the opponent's long knife hard.

The long knife flew away in a circle, and Chagan couldn't even look at the enemy who had lost his weapon, and that person would definitely be killed by the clansmen behind.

Fight all the way, blood all the way.

The cavalry hedged, life and death were in a thought, the speed was amazingly fast, Cha Gan just took a picture with a dozen enemy horsemen, and when he looked up again, there was no one in front of him.

Pulling out the horse and turning around, the war horse was drenched in sweat, panting, and the tribesmen who followed Chagan were also less than half, and under the impact of the two cavalry on the other side, the queue of the Axa tribe was cut into three sections, and they were circled into three places, each fighting for itself.

And he himself had two wounds on his body, and he was covered in blood.

One of the left shoulders was the most severe, an arrow pierced through the shoulder, and the shaft of the arrow came out through the bone, revealing a cast-iron arrow behind the back.

"It's all in good spirits, it's the Han people, the Jurchens, and the Khitans who are allied, these eggless cowards, there's nothing to be afraid of!" Chagan roared, reminding his men, though he was a little strange about the composition of the enemy army: "Let's rush back and kill them all!" ”

His lips were a little dry, and his voice was hoarse when he roared.

"Patriarch, our cart is surrounded!" Some of the subordinates screamed and pointed in the direction of the cart.

The wounded Mongol knights looked over when they heard the sound, and sure enough, they found a large group of black-armored soldiers gathered around the Axa cart, crying and shouting.

A group of women and children were driven out of the car, kneeling in a row under the car, and some black-armored soldiers jumped off their horses and slashed knives between their necks.

A burly black-armored man stood on a tall cart, staring intently in his direction, two electric eyes cruising through the crowd.

"Kneel down to avoid death! Surrender or kill! ”

The black-armored soldiers hugged around the big man, shouting loudly towards the galloping battlefield, looking like they were sure of victory.

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