The West Sea, in later generations has a more widely known name - Qinghai Lake, because it is the outlet of many rivers nearby, not only the sea is wide, but when the fog rises, it is even more vast, and there is really a feeling of Penglai in the East China Sea.

Aquatic plants depend on each other, where the water source is abundant, weeds are also clustered, the coast of the West Sea is a natural pasture, there are dozens of large and small, its southwest, because the terrain is slightly lower, the aquatic plants are more abundant, commonly known as the golden beach, the silver beach.

Jinyintan originally belonged to the jurisdiction of the Ming Dynasty and was the most important pasture of Xiningwei, and almost half of the war horses that Xiningwei paid tribute to the imperial court came from Jinyintan.

Lin Dan Khan of the Chahar tribe of Mongolia was forced to retreat westward in the fierce battles of the Jurchens, lost the important ally of the Ming Dynasty, and was forced to retreat westward, and went southwest along the Hexi Corridor, entered the south of the Qilian Mountains, crossed Yanze (present-day Qaidam Basin), and gradually entered the coast of the West Sea.

Although most of these Mongols were old, weak, sick and disabled, they still had the ability to shoot arrows on horseback, and in this steppe, they became the new masters, and the Ming army was forced to retreat east to the east of the West Sea.

In the evening, Mongolian herders who have been busy all day on Jinyin Beach put the forage they had harvested for the day for the winter on horseback, drove their cattle and sheep, and happily returned to their yurts.

In summer, the more than 100 herdsmen hardly need to chase the water and grass, as long as they put the yurt in the right place, go at sunrise and return at sunset, which is more leisurely than when they were in the Xilamulun River.

After a day of noisy pastures, the meadows of Jinyintan gradually calmed down, and the children, exhausted after a while, returned to the yurt and soon fell asleep in their mother's arms, and Mongolian men of all ages, looking for their respective women, impatiently entered their nightlife, regardless of whether the children in the room were really asleep.

By the time these Mongolian men and their wives were tired and fell asleep, it was almost dawn, and in the hazy moonlight, only the cries of various insects came and went, reflecting each other.

Suddenly, as if smelling some danger, the insects suddenly fell silent in a large area near the yurt, as if they had been hypnotized collectively.

To the southwest of the yurt, dozens of war horses walked slowly and silently, all of which had their bells removed from their necks and wrapped their feet in cotton cloth, so that they could walk without making any sound.

The men on horseback also held their breath and did not stop until they were less than fifty paces away from the Mongols' tent.

"Brother Bai!" A turtledove chirped, breaking the silence of the night, if the Mongolians heard this, they must have felt strange, turtledoves do not cry at night, but unfortunately whether it is a child or a Mongolian man, they all fall into a sweet sleep because of fatigue, even the woman who has always been very alert, after getting enough moisture, is also groggy sleep.

The long-term comfortable life has made them lose their due vigilance.

Just after this cry, the horse's back suddenly lit up, and dozens of fire folds were ignited almost at the same time, and each ignited a piece of cotton cloth with oil sticking to it.

The cotton cloth was tied to an arrow, which was mounted on a curved bow and aimed at the various tents of the Mongols.

In the middle of the cavalry, a tall black man suddenly shouted: "Shoot the arrow!" "Dozens of rockets drew a beautiful arc, flying like a rainbow towards the Mongolian tents, and the yurts were soaked in mutton fat in order to be waterproof.

A sneer appeared at the corner of the tall black man's mouth, and when he saw that the fire in the tent was spreading, he shouted: "Raise your gun and attack!" ”

The soldiers who followed him threw away their bowstrings, took off their spears hanging on the victory hooks, and struck their horses with the barrels of their guns. "With his feet between the belly of the horse, he leaned forward and looked like he was at the end.

At this time, the yurt has been a mess, if one or two yurts catch fire, and it is possible that a foodie who is not long-eyed accidentally caught fire during the barbecue, and now almost all the yurts are on fire, even if they have just woken up from a dream, the Mongolians know what happened, "Enemy attack, enemy attack!" Someone shouted loudly.

Their voices were soon muffled by the screams of women and children and the "Tatar" of horses' hooves on the ground, and there was no need for him to shout, and almost all the Mongols understood what was going on.

The most important thing for them to do now is to find their war horse, whether it is to fight or escape, the war horse is an indispensable treasure, if there is enough time, but also to find their own scimitar, those who dare to sneak attack the enemy into thousands of pieces of shredded meat.

Whatever you look for first, the most important thing is to get out of the tent as soon as possible.

The fire not only engulfed the yurt, but also set fire to the fur, hay, and bacon stored inside, especially the dried meat, which was burned by the fire, and the smell was blown away by the wind, giving off a pungent stench. At this time, it is not easy to find the scimitar, and if you are not careful, your clothes will be stained with flames.

The sound of horses' hooves hitting the ground violently, you can think of it with your buttocks, and after shooting arrows, the next thing is a cavalry raid.

"Kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill......"

There was a sound of shouting and killing, although the Mongols basically did not understand the meaning of this man, but this uniform sound in the middle of the night was still quite terrifying.

The Mongols who came out of the tent did not know for a moment whether they were looking for a war horse or a scimitar, and they were so anxious that their bronzed faces became more and more ruddy under the firelight.

Liu Yunshui, a tall black man, broke through from the middle road, as long as he met the Mongols, regardless of men, women and children, he would stab with a gun, at this time the tent was burning vigorously, as long as the Mongols came out of the tent, the fire was the eyes of the Ming army, and if the Mongols were still in the tent, the Ming army would not bother to pay attention to him.

"Kill the robbers!"

"Kill the robbers, kill the robbers, kill the robbers......"

Driven by Liu Yunshui, the soldiers were like duck blood, except for mechanically shouting slogans, that is, not to be idle with the iron guns in their hands, and the opposite side seemed to be not their kind, but sheep with two legs.

This was the first time they had fought as cavalry, and this one-sided slaughter made the soldiers' hearts tremble: Are the Mongols all lambs to the slaughter? But they were busy shouting slogans, and these thoughts often passed in a flash, and they did not have time to think until the Mongols had killed them all.

Liu Yunshui held a spear and rushed left and right, this time he learned to be obedient, no matter how tempted by the Mongols, he just did not leave the unrestrained battle formation, and would never be alone in front, but a group of soldiers advancing in parallel, where the spear passed, such as flying locusts crossing the border, like a swarm of ants patrolling the mountains, there was no Mongolian man who could stand.

The Ming army is basically a small flag as a team, when encountering the old and weak women and children, usually a shot to solve the problem, if it is a strong man, even dare to carry a scimitar to try to resist, a row of spears past, several blood holes, and then the scimitar fell to the ground, the eyes were lost, the blood flowers were flying, and the people were softly spread to the ground.

The screams were the only ones that could overpower the Ming army's shouts of killing, and when Mongolian women and children were hysterical, their voices were particularly high in decibels, and if you wanted to choose male and female soprano singers, perhaps they had a natural advantage.

But this is a battlefield, not a draft field.

These screams are basically made by women and children when they escape from the tent, and the sound becomes the target of the Ming army, and it also attracts them to kill them early, but there are very few strong men like the wolf roar before the death of Bayan Gorge, as long as the Ming soldiers encounter the Mongolian strong men, most of them are killed directly, and the rest of the breath can only let out a weak moan.

In the face of the fire, there was a huge difference in the reaction speed of the Mongols, which gave the Ming army a chance to break through, the first to escape from the tent, will be the first to ascend to heaven, hiding in the tent is not a thing, the high temperature and smoke generated by the fire, will soon make them unconscious, and even become a new fuel.

At this time, the Ming army has almost surrounded the tents, as long as someone escapes from the sea of fire, what awaits him is the gun array of the Ming army, if he dares to stay in the sea of fire at this time, the Ming army is not ready to pay attention to them.

Li Zicheng was surrounded by horses like horses and He Xiaomi, as well as cavalry with small banners, who were hidden behind the charging formation and did not intend to participate in the battle, unless there was a fish that slipped through the net.

The fire burned for almost two hours, and the flames were slowly extinguished when there was already a white patch of fish belly in the east, and by this time, the battle was long over, and the corpses of the Mongols were reduced to ashes in this fire.

Li Zicheng did not count the number of dead Mongols, who died and died, and even if they had committed heinous crimes against the Han Chinese, he had no interest in venting his anger at the dead.

After the battle in the middle of the night, the soldiers were quite tired, of course, their fatigue was mainly psychological, the first time they killed so many people, even if they were Mongols, the soldiers still couldn't stand it, some soldiers began to pour their stomachs, squatted on the ground and began to vomit.

Li Zicheng frowned, and suddenly had a plan, he shouted loudly at the night sky: "Brothers, you have completed the task of this raid, and you are all qualified soldiers, but," he paused, first let the soldiers concentrate, and even the soldiers who were vomiting secretly stood at the end of the line and listened to the lecture of Lord Baihu, "This is the area where the Mongols are active, and there may be reinforcements from the Mongols at any time, we have completed the combat mission, so we don't have to stay here and wait for the Mongols." ”

Liu Yunshui was so anxious that he shouted: "My lord, what about these cattle and sheep?" And these war horses, we don't want them? ”

"We naturally want horses, cattle and sheep, otherwise how can we reward our brothers when we go back?" Li Zicheng said loudly: "Liu Yunshui! ”

"The subordinates are here!"

"Immediately take the brothers and gather the lost horses, cattle and sheep, from this moment on, they already belong to us."

"Yes, sir!" Liu Yunshui was overjoyed, at this time the darkness had passed, the sky began to brighten, he immediately divided the soldiers into several groups, and chased the horses, cattle and sheep separately.

In less than an hour, the soldiers from all directions had returned, and Liu Yunshui ran to Li Zicheng first, "My lord, according to the preliminary statistics of my subordinates, there are more than 200 adult war horses, more than 500 cattle, and more than 2,000 sheep, we ...... We got rich. Liu Yunshui's voice was a little trembling.

"More than two hundred war horses?" Li Zicheng is not interested in cattle and sheep, what he needs most now is war horses.

"Yes, my lord, my subordinates have personally counted it just now, although the number is not certain, but it will definitely exceed two hundred!" Liu Yunshui's big mouth was almost grinning, "My lord, there are still these cattle and sheep, what should I do?" Do you want to bring them all back to Zhenhai Fort? ”

"Why did you bring it back to Zhenhai Fort?" Li Zicheng smiled slightly, "Isn't this the most abundant grassland?" ”