Zhan Feng led five thousand Datong iron horsemen to rush forward at the fastest speed, and in his shouts, the horses under his crotch were already flying with four hooves, as if they were not even touching the ground anymore, and the companions beside him were also struggling to urge the war horses, not daring to slack off in the slightest.

Because they knew very well what a terrible situation they were facing at this time, once the city was broken, it would cause even worse consequences, if it was because they were one step late and could only watch the Mongols break through the Great Wall and drive in, they would inevitably regret it for life.

With such determination, dozens of miles of land were rushed by them in less than half an hour. In the distance, they could already see the orderly yurts, and in the distance, the Mongolian army rushed towards the pass like a tidal wave.

When they saw this scene, all the soldiers, including Zhanfeng, took a sharp breath. Although they had learned from the military newspaper that the Mongols had mobilized a large army to attack the Biaotou Pass this time, they could not have imagined that there would be such tens of thousands of soldiers and horses surrounding a small Biaotou Pass and attacking it.

Even many people are cowardly in their hearts, they only have 5,000 galloping reinforcements, can they really rescue the defenders in the city? Don't end up putting yourself in the loop.

Of course, more people are sincerely admiring the robes guarding the city. There are only more than 3,000 defenders in Yaotou Pass, and they can actually block the strong attack of more than ten times the Mongols, and the city is firmly defended in a day or two, what a respectable soldier this is.

"Brothers, our robes are fighting to the end with the Tartars, and our Datong soldiers can't be ashamed, follow me and kill all these thieves who dare to violate the border defense of my Great Wall!" Zhan Feng didn't hesitate too much, he quickly grabbed his knife in his hand, swung it forward, and rushed towards the camp of the Mongolian people in the first place.

Even though the soldiers who came with him were still a little panicked in their hearts, they could only muster up their courage under the demonstration of their own generals, shouting or holding their bows and crossbows, or holding their spears, or holding knives in their hands, and controlling their horses to rush straight to the enemy's rear as fast as possible.

The sudden cavalry really killed the Mongolian army left behind by surprise. In their minds, even if the Ming army had reinforcements, it should have come from the south, and it was absolutely impossible for them to suddenly appear from their flanks and rear. But the truth was really beyond their expectations, so all of a sudden, the people in the camp shouted and neighed, and there was chaos.

Dozens of Mongolian cavalrymen had already turned on their horses, holding their weapons high and heading towards the Ming army, which was galloping wildly, as if trying to block their way. It's just that this point of men and horses is completely inadequate for the 5,000-strong daimyo cavalry, and when the two sides rushed to a distance of more than a stone's throw from each other, they have already fired arrows to shoot the enemy.

Although these Mongols were stronger than the Ming army in archery, they also shot down more than a dozen sergeants who rushed to the forefront. But under the cover of a storm of arrows, almost all of the dozens of Mongolians had been hit by arrows. After all, the Ming army shot hundreds of sharp arrows in this round.

The remaining Mongolian warriors who could still sit on their horses were stunned for a moment, and they were completely engulfed by the Ming cavalry that rushed towards them. As they galloped past, only the fallen bodies of the Mongols were left on the ground.

This round of enemy impact was like a whetstone, which stimulated the sharpness and murderous spirit of the Ming army. Although at this time, several more teams of Mongolians began to form a formation to resist, but their speed did not slow down in the slightest, and they still shouted, like a thunderbolt into the opponent's formation, slashing and spears and arrows, and one by one the Mongolians who were in a hurry to respond to the battle fell. They finally rushed into the back of the Mengda camp in one go, and saw the traces and remains of the burned fire, as well as the yurts.

At this time, they didn't care to think about why this place seemed to have just experienced a fire catastrophe, but they began to disperse according to the previous plan, killing the Mongolian people who were constantly scattering and fleeing, and at the same time lighting fires everywhere, turning one yurt after another into torches, and doing what Guan Changxing and them did last night.

In this season of autumn and winter, it is the most boring and windy, and once the fire starts, it spreads very quickly. The army was in the camp last night, so the fire could be controlled in time, but at this time, their main forces were attacking the Bitou Pass, and the rest of the people had to face the fierce pursuit of the Ming cavalry, so they naturally couldn't spare their hands to fight the fire. So the fire spread rapidly, and even burned towards the little prince's big tent of the Chinese army, the golden tent that had been handed down from Genghis Khan's hand.

This raid was obviously much more effective than the soldiers had imagined. In fact, in the final analysis, it is because the Mongolian people are completely defenseless, they have always been the active attacker, who would have thought that one day they would be attacked by people from the grassland? Moreover, the 50,000 troops of the Mongolian people are not all elites, and the real elites have been sent by the little prince to the front line to storm the Biaotou Pass, and the rear is naturally empty.

When he saw the smoke and fire that kept rising in the rear, and heard the bursts of shouts and killings, the little prince, who was annoyed by the fact that he couldn't attack the head for a long time, was completely stunned. After a while, he roared: "Quick, transfer men and horses to block the enemy from moving forward!" ”

If even the big tent of the Chinese army is suddenly killed by them, their own army will inevitably collapse completely.

Bohur beside him immediately received the order, and rushed towards the rear like a whirlwind with the nearly 1,000 Khan's personal guards who had been guarding near the Golden Horde.

The flames and smoke spread out, enveloping half of the Mengda camp, and even in such a blue sky and white day, the vision was greatly affected. This is especially bad for the Mongols, because this is their territory, and more of their companions, so they must be careful to get closer and see clearly before they can do it. And this is not a matter at all for the Ming army, as long as they keep moving forward, keep setting fires, and directly attack and kill people when they see them.

So, in such a chaotic situation, Zhan Feng led two thousand cavalry immediately behind him and collided with Bohuer's team.

Without any hesitation, when he saw a group of people rushing towards him, Zhan Feng had already held up the steel knife that had multiple gaps and slashed down, shouting: "Kill!" ”

......At that moment, more than 100 crossbowmen shot cold arrows directly at the enemy, and the others followed the arrows to urge the horses to rush and kill them.

The guards around these little princes were all the best among the Mongols, and even if they were attacked suddenly, they did not have the slightest panic, and immediately all of them hid in stirrups, so that most of the arrows were shot in the air. At the same time, they only relied on the strength of their feet to stabilize their figures, and their hands steadily pulled their bows, and shot revenge arrows straight at the Ming army rushing forward.

Their arrows were fast and tricky, and the Ming cavalry was already a little tired, and their riding skills were not as good as these guys who grew up on horseback, so they couldn't dodge at all, and screamed repeatedly, and many people fell off their horses.

Zhan Feng, who rushed to the front of the team, was also almost hit by an arrow, but fortunately, he moved fast enough to open the arrow with a knife. And after seeing the situation of the brothers around him, his heart sank even more, knowing that this time he had met a hard hand, so he shouted: "Rush over!" Then he did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed forward again.

He knew very well that his own archery skills were far inferior to those of the Mongols, so he had to rely on his superiority in strength to suppress the enemy in close combat. Fortunately, this is the Mongolian camp, they only have one way to go, and they can't show the conventional cavalry and archery tactics, so they still have a few chances of winning.

At that time, the Ming army shouted in unison, urged the horses to swing their swords, and slashed at the enemy. To their surprise, the thousand Mongolian cavalry in front of them actually howled and rushed up in reverse, as if they didn't care that their own strength was only half of the opponent's.

Seeing this scene, Zhanfeng's heart was pang again, and an extremely ominous feeling had come out of his heart. But there is no turning back from the bow, and now even if the enemy is strong, he can only fight head-on.

So, in a shout and cheer, the two sides collided head-on and killed each other. In just one photo, hundreds of people were chopped off horseback, and eighty percent of them belonged to the Ming army!

"This ...... How can it be? After turning his head to look at the empty horses beside him, Zhan Feng couldn't believe his eyes. You must know that his cavalry is also the elite of the Datong army, otherwise Yang Yiqing would not have sent them to raid and rush. But now, just by looking at each other, you can see how big the gap between the two sides is.

The Ming army was already cowardly, but the ferocity of the Mongolian people was completely stimulated, they quickly turned around and rushed towards the Ming army again, this time the momentum was even stronger than just now.

Without too much hesitation, looking at the Mongolian cavalry that had been killed, Zhan Feng immediately issued an order: "Go to the side and kill it with the Glaive Formation!" ”

The Ming army immediately followed the plan, and did not engage the enemy head-on again, but suddenly dodged away, and then rushed to the Mengda camp in front. While running, some people lit fires and burned nearby tents and other objects, and the fire spread forward again.

Zhan Feng knows very well what his mission is this time. It is not to kill and injure more enemies, let alone to fight with this obviously elite Mongolian army, but to completely disrupt this Mongolian camp, so as to force the Mongolian army that is still desperately attacking the partial pass to turn back and support, and also create a better chance for the upcoming real decisive battle!

This tactic was indeed a great surprise to the Mongols, and their all-out pounce actually fell into the air, which made Bohur even more annoyed, and immediately gave the order to pursue again. He wants to kill all this Ming army that dares to advance lightly.

And at this moment, a low horn sounded from the front, and the Mongolian people finally decided to summon the Mongolian people who were still attacking the city!