The war horses of dozens of people in the general banner of Sang Yu have already run, the horse speed has reached the best state, and the knights are shooting arrows and throwing guns calmly.

The Tartars who hastily met the battle suffered a heavy loss, and after the 45 horsemen roared, 14 of the Tartars had been killed or seriously wounded and lost their combat effectiveness, and 7 were bleeding and had not given up resistance.

There are less than twenty adults in this small tribe of Tartars with full beards and tails.

Although the Tartars are all soldiers, they are also strong and weak, not every adult Tartar is skilled in bows and horses, and a small half of the twenty Tartars who are not injured are trembling with fright, and their tactical movements are deformed.

I don't know which Tartar shouted and reminded everyone: "Hurry up and take the horse and run to Qingcheng!" A moment later, everyone will have to die. ”

Several Tartars shouted and reminded their companions: "It's the Ming army who is coming to retaliate, don't leave it to chance, brothers flee quickly." ”

Hearing the wails and shouts of the Tartars, Sang Yu remembered to make a propaganda shout to remind the Han slaves to protect themselves.

He shouted: "The Ming army attacked and killed the Tartars, and the Han compatriots must hide well, and they must not run around, lest they be injured by mistake." ”

Hao Gelie, who was hiding in the yurt, was shocked, and after a moment of respite, he quietly took the iron armor and used a knife to cut several cuts on the wool felt surrounding the yurt.

Through the holes in the wool felt, he peeked out and put on his armor, wondering how to suddenly rush out and grab a war horse to escape.

He didn't notice that in a corner of the yurt, Xiang Chengliang's shining eyes were staring at him.

Outside the yurt, the sound of horses' hooves rumbled, and the cries in Mongolian were everywhere, Xiang Chengliang had already heard the shouts in Chinese, and clearly heard that it was the Ming army attacking the Tartars, and the Ming army also asked the Han people not to move so as not to be injured by mistake.

Xiang Chengliang's hometown of Zhangjiawan is a place where businessmen gather, he has not participated in the government examination twice, and he was only a child in his early twenties, and he found an account errand with a monthly salary of up to two taels in order to live.

The reason why the owner hired Xiang Chengliang at such a high price was because he took a fancy to his physique and was stronger than ordinary scholars, because the owner's business was border trade, and he often delivered goods to other countries.

Xiang Chengliang had a talent for languages, and for three or four years he often followed his owner to trade with the Mongols, and soon learned Mongolian, and now he has been a slave in Mongolia for nearly a year, and has developed to the point that he can understand many Mongolian dialects.

Xiang Chengliang judged from the sorrow of the Tartar crying father and crying mother that the Tartar had lost, and his heart was extremely excited, he silently looked at Hao Gelie, who was ready to resist stubbornly, thinking about whether to give him a fatal blow from behind.

The remaining twenty or so Tartars of the Hegodet tribe waited until the first round of the attacking Ming army had finished their charge.

They knew that there was a time difference when the Ming army returned to the horse and rushed again, and they had to make full use of this time to get the war horse, and the Tartars galloped to the place where the horse was tethered, and those with leather shields had already raised the leather shields to the back of the heart in vain to try to be protected.

Sang Yu and his subordinates returned to the horses to kill, arrows, slashes, and horses, and at least twenty Tartars lost their combat effectiveness.

There are six Tartars who think they are lucky, they finally got on the war horse, at this time they have beaten horses such as flying to the north gallop, Sang Yu asked Cheng Yunlai to command the three small banners to stay to clear the remnants of the enemy, and he personally led He Liang Xiaoqi to chase after him.

The war horse that Sang Yu had just changed was an Arab war horse with unparalleled impact speed, he was a senior cavalryman with six or seven years of military experience, and his riding skills were no less than that of the Mongols, and soon the two Tartars were chased by him and shot off the horse.

The remaining four Tartars were not able to escape, and Qiao Dashan Xiaoqi, who was waiting for work, intercepted the Karaqin people who were already frightened, two were killed on the spot, and two others dismounted and surrendered.

There were 33 small flag knights searching for the yurt, and instead of using simple and brutal means to throw torches and burn the yurt, they would rather trouble some people to adopt the tactics of alternate cover to enter the yurt and search for the remnants of the enemy.

Cheng Yunlai, who was the head of the courtyard guard of the gentry in Hazelnut Town, was a martial artist, bold and careful, and had two blows in his hands.

He had the other two small banners on guard at all times, and he jumped off his horses with ten of his men, took off his mounted shields, and prepared for foot combat.

The riding shield specially tailored for cavalry is seventy percent lighter than the sword shield hand-made steel shield, and the area is only half the size of the light steel round shield for the sword and shield hand, and the weight of the riding shield is not more than seven catties, and there is a blade that can be slashed at the upper end.

Cheng Yunlai approached the yurt with a riding shield and shouted, let the Han people inside come out, as long as the Han people came out of the yurt, it would be clear whether there were Tartars in it ready to resist stubbornly.

They covered each other and searched all the way, only encountered resistance in two yurts, but the tartars who got off the horse were so weak that they were not the opponents of the martial artists at all, and the three or five resisting tartars were still old and young, and they were killed on the spot by the Ming army by dividing two by three.

Seeing that the Ming cavalry dismounted to search for the yurt, Hegere, who was hiding inside, was released, and he was ready to shoot a cold arrow to kill a Ming army walking back and forth on horseback to see if he could take the horse.

Just as he was about to launch a sneak attack, he suddenly felt a cool breeze in the back of his head, he instinctively lowered his head, Xiang Chengliang waved the wood knife in his hand with a stream of blood, which was originally aimed at Hegod's neck, but now it was slashed at the back of his head.

Because Xiang Chengliang struck with all his strength, the force was large enough, and he suddenly lifted off a small half of Hegelie's Heavenly Spirit Cover, and blood and brains splashed Xiang Chengliang's head and face.

Xiang Chengliang couldn't help trembling, it turned out that this was the first time he killed someone, and he was still afraid that Hegolie was not dead, so he waved the firewood knife one after another until Hegolie's neck was cut off and his head left his body, and then he sat on the ground and howled like a wolf.

Cheng Yunlai had already discovered the largest yurt, and he adopted a step-by-step tactic to eliminate the resistance in the surrounding yurts before encircling it.

When he rushed into the bloody yurt with a riding shield under his command, he found Xiang Chengliang, covered in blood, screaming hysterically, and found two Han women crying with joy.

Sang Yu grinned, he knew that the yurt was a good thing, and the few seized were much more comfortable than the cowhide tent for camping, and the yurt was not only strong and warm, but also had a remarkable service life.

Of course, this means that the yurt can only be built after camping for more than a few days, and it is not necessary to temporarily camp and build a yurt.

He arranged for a few Tartar captives and Tartar women to dismantle the yurt so that the rescued Han Chinese could come and learn.

It seemed that Sang Yu wanted to bring back everything from this small tribe, and he could do it completely, because theoretically, the horses of the Tartars plus the means of transport could move the supplies of the entire tribe.

Cheng Yunlai was responsible for collecting and seizing, and the Karaqin Tartars, who were originally so poor, robbed the Ming Dynasty that were not what they used to be, and in this small tribe actually confiscated as much as four or five thousand taels of precious metals in the white eye.