The third volume sailed in the Ming Dynasty

In summer and autumn, the Horqin grassland is wild and picturesque, whether it is galloping on the grassland on the grassland or admiring the vastness of the dark clouds, it is a great enjoyment. Flash Dance.

The humid air was filled with moisture, and the rain came and went, or continued to brew in the clouds.

Looking up at the sky, the clouds are walking and the birds are flying. Close your eyes and listen, the birds are chirping, the sheep are singing, it is no longer a sound, but a symphony composed by nature.

It's just a pity that people who are bent on slaughter don't care about the scenery.

Looking down from the sky, in the area where Monan Mongolia and Jiannu meet, 20,000 red troops suddenly divided and reconciled, completely turning the grassland into a slaughterhouse.

The sound of horses' hooves shook and wolves howled in the fields below. The light of the flames burned violently, reflecting the galloping horses of war.

The light of the knife pierced through the tent sewn with fur, and the screams of women and children came from inside, and the figures on horseback ran out of it, and the men on horseback drew their bows and arrows, and the arrows flew past, and the running figures fell with red blood.

Under the guidance of the night, the Ming soldiers were like wolves in the grassland, rushing towards the Tartar tribes, fierce and sharp.

There was no defense of the city wall, only yurts towering over the vast grassland, and in the face of the sudden attack of the Ming soldiers, the Tartars did not have much ability to resist.

There is no unified king in the Monan grassland, only banner owners of different sizes, and it coincides with the autumn high horse fat, which is a good time to graze horses everywhere. 35xs

In addition, the army of the Ming Dynasty has not entered the grassland for many years, and they and Jiannu are a family again.

Therefore, they felt that the grasslands were very safe, and each tribe was very scattered, chasing the best pastures.

Yin Yuang's Ye Bu Shui is the busiest group of people on the grassland, not only to find out the size and distance of the Mongol tribes, but also to intercept and kill the fish that escaped by chance to avoid news leakage.

Even so, he was willing to eat it. Because, such a scene made his blood pump.

Once upon a time, the Tianxiong Army led by the Han Iron Cavalry, Xu Da in the early Ming Dynasty, and General Lan Yu who dominated the world wanted to be like this, crushing the grassland people with the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai!

He was not the only one who had this idea, including the generals who participated in the war and many soldiers, who had a sense of witnessing history.

"A quarter of an hour later, the last general was responsible for attacking the front door, Dong Shoubei attacked from behind, Yin Qianhu and Yang Qianhu led two thousand men and horses to be responsible for the flank, and after half an hour it turned to intercept and kill the fish that slipped through the net, and Qin Du swept the formation.

Remember, make sure you don't let them go.

After destroying them, tonight I will rest here for the night to recharge my energy. Tomorrow at three o'clock will go straight to the Jiannu Horse Farm fifty miles away,"

On both sides of the eagle's hooked nose, there were two knife-like nasolabial folds, which were deeply skimmed to the left and right, covering his thin lips, and the murderous voice came out of that mouth. Flash Dance.

He is a master of horse warfare, and Qin Haoming has full authority to deploy specific tactics, while he is in charge of strategy.

"It's still the same old saying, a quick battle is a quick battle, and the main thing is to destroy the enemy's living forces, and money is secondary! Now everyone is going their separate ways. ”

Qin Hao was concise and to the point, and explained a little bit.

What should have been said has been said a long time ago, and now is the pre-war period, so there is no need to dabble.

Unlike the dozen or so tribes that had been wiped out before, there were only a few hundred people in the small number, and only two or three thousand people in the most.

The large and small yurts that cannot be seen under the hills are the location of the Horqin Left Wing Central Banner, commonly known as the Durhan Banner. The banner lord Balajur has a scale of seven or eight thousand people.

As early as a day earlier, they had planned to annihilate the Darhan Banner.

So, now there are 12,000 people gathered here, in order to be foolproof. It's not difficult to eliminate them, but it's rare that they can't leak the news.

Otherwise, let the Tartars wake up and gather the soldiers of the grassland, and the slaughter will end here, which is undoubtedly not what Qin Haoming wants to see.

The flat and soft natural grassland is like being in the sea. Pristine spring river, pristine vegetation, pristine sky, pristine flavor.

At one time, Qin Haoming was also attracted by her beauty.

can think that the master who controls this land did not integrate into the Ming Dynasty, but threw himself into the arms of Jiannu, and his heart was a little harder.

The battle started as scheduled, Zhang Songrong looked at the grassy slope behind him, Qin Haoming, who was standing on horseback under the blue-gray sky, turned his head and raised his waist knife, emitting a wolf-like hideous ferocity.

At this time, there is no need to conceal the whereabouts of the team, and the three-way army is like a dagger out of the sheath, and now it will see blood.

The horses' hooves galloped, turning up muddy grass and flying all over the sky.

At the foot of the hillside, a beautiful Mongolian girl watched in horror as the red cavalry team galloped over in a fan shape.

Because the distance was so close, she could even see the tall and thin body of the leading general, a narrow horse face, concave eyes and a hawk nose, not angry and arrogant.

She immediately turned her head and ran desperately in the grassland, jumping and flashing like a galloping deer, and the general galloped like a hunter chasing after him.

The war horse galloped, and in a moment it caught up with the girl.

"Peng!"

The knife rises, the cold light flashes, and the blood shines.

"Eji, it's the Ming officer who came to ......"

The girl's voice stopped abruptly, and the blade passed, and a mantis flew into the air, and the blood spurting out of the cavity splattered into a cloud of blood mist.

Yang Kongming brandished a bloody knife and swept past her. Immediately afterwards, countless war horses stepped on the girl's soft body and entered the Durhan Banner.

Shouts of killing were roaring everywhere, intertwined torrents galloped on horses' hooves, and the Mongols wielding spears and blades were divided into small circles.

Under the huge flames, blood poured on the ground, corpses spread out, bare feet, feet in leather tubes running back and forth.

The Ming soldiers on horseback skillfully pulled their bows, and with a whoosh, the arrows overturned a tall figure wielding weapons.

Suddenly attacked, some of the Tartars were overwhelmed, and some were quite brave.

Inside a huge Mongolian tent, a sturdy Tartar pulled out his scimitar and slashed at the slowing horse's legs.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the soldier fell down, and there was a few rolls on the ground, and the tartar stepped forward, waiting for his life.

Woohoo......

The bowstring tightened, the sound of arrows slicing through the air, and the tartar turned back, and a feathered arrow puffed through his chest and nailed to the curtain behind the corpse, its tail feathers still vibrating slightly, dripping with blood on the yurt.

In the confusion, a sturdy woman tried to hug the child who was running over, and in the field of vision, a red figure flashed through the firelight.

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