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"I wonder when this place will be included in my Ming Dynasty territory again?"

Both squadron leaders looked at the scenery in front of them with greedy eyes.

The snake river was wide and not deep, with vast meadow-like aquatic plants fluttering in the water, behind which were vast grasslands and low trees, and in front of each of them were mountains that stretched out in sight, and there was no end in sight.

It is a terrain where mountains, rivers, forests, and grasslands meet, and there are rich mineral deposits, which are also easy to fish, hunt and farm, and it is no wonder that the Mongols tried their best to grab it.

Ma Wu looked at the map, and said: "From this river all the way down is the Gan River, and then downstream is the Nen River, to the south is the Nuomin River, the Nemur River, the Wuger River, everywhere is a good place with abundant water and grass, the mountains are reduced, all are plains, damn it, the river is full of fishing skin tartars, it is really a good place." ”

Ma Wu said that the place is the Songnen Plain, the river is vertical and horizontal, there are many big rivers passing through, the plain area is the Songhua River and the Nenjiang River two big rivers rush to form, and then continue to the north is the Heilongjiang region, in later generations is also the famous black soil is also the place where the famous agricultural resources are, the black soil is the most precious agricultural resources area, there are only three places on the whole earth, the black soil resources in the northeast are still undeveloped virgin land at this time, only a few uncivilized tribes such as the Oroqen people live along the river, live by fishing and hunting, many of their tribes have not even had a complete language, The vocabulary is small.

Lin Nanxing's face was full of admiration, he looked at the picturesque scenery, and said slowly: "This is the kind of place, more than two hundred years ago, the Ming Dynasty once set up post roads and post stations here, and awarded those tribal leaders as military attachés of the guard, and set up the Nuer Gandu Division. ”

"The martyrs' exploits of the predecessors can't just be counted like that." Xu Zhen reversed the normality of a grinning face and said in a deep voice.

Under Zhang Han's intentional instigation, in addition to wanting to conquer Qingcheng the most, the soldiers of He Yusheng were bent on restoring the hometown of Nuer Gandusi.

"Eat bite by bite, Ruth has to go step by step." Ma Wudao: "The whole army is camped, and tomorrow we will start to search and move forward to the south, damn it, this time we were chased by hundreds of northern captives and ran north for five or six hundred miles, and we really haven't suffered such a big loss." ”

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"The people of Zarut are so brave."

Dai Shanchi rode on a high slope, squinting at the cavalry rushing in front of him.

The earth trembled, the cavalry were in a group of thirty or fifty people, as if they could not see the edge at a glance, they let out strange screams in their mouths, waving the weapons in their hands, from the momentum of the herdsmen of more than 10,000 people far above the Jurchens of only four or five thousand people, the vast grassland is also the most suitable for cavalry to kill, in front of everyone, the Zalut Mongols seem to have formed a frenzy, to rush the thousands of Jurchens in front of them into pieces.

"Big brother, you've been through a hundred battles." Amin on the side sneered and said, "You won't take this little scene in front of you in your eyes, right?" ”

"Hmm." Dai Shan nodded and said, "It may not be much stronger than the Hada Department or the Ula Department back then." ”

"Herald!" Dai Shan said to the armored soldiers standing beside him: "Engage in battle with infantry formations, Muharlian and Tobo Hui will lead the cavalry on the left and right flanks to prepare for battle, and break the front pack of the enemy's two wings in the infantry formation, before noon, I will see Ang An Taiji kneel down in front of me and confess!" ”

On this expedition, the enemy is the Nekharkha Fifth Division, which has betrayed the alliance, and the Zalut people in front of them are one of the five, and the strength is the cavalry that Dai Shan and others saw in front of them, and all the adult males of the entire Zalut Department are estimated to be in the cavalry formation in front of them.

"Beware of fried flowers, too." Amin frowned and reminded.

"Beams and horses have been sent to guard dozens of miles away." Dai Shan replied first, and then he suddenly said, "The fried flowers are old." ”

"It's old." Amin also sighed softly, his face was full of scars, and when he sighed so lightly, he was like a tiger waiting to eat people.

Fried flowers are not only the nightmare of the Ming border army, but also the idol of Daishan and Amin when they were young.

In the past 20 years, fried flowers have led their troops into the border of Kou Daming almost every year, and while the people in the border counties are afraid and disgusted when they mention fried flowers, the Jurchens are praised for their heroic reputation for daring to challenge the Ming Dynasty.

Fried flowers used to be famous, and they were heard of the Ming Dynasty and the Jurchens and even North Korea, but now Ang'an Taiji of the Zalut Department has led his troops to appear, but the fried flowers have not yet been seen, indicating that they are still afraid of the strength of the Jurchens and have not made up their minds in the shortest possible time.

The Inner Khalkha Five-Division Alliance is based on fried flowers as the main alliance, and the external resistance to the Jurchens and the introverted Lin Dan Khan compete for autonomy.

The thunderous sound of horses' hooves and the yellow billowing turbid dust flew forward, and the cavalry of the Zalut Division finally rushed closer and closer, the red tassels on the hats on their heads shook up and down, and the red tassels were like flowers that had just bloomed, and countless spears and spears and knives bloomed with cold light from the flowers, and the iron cavalry array was like a yellow earth dragon, rushing towards the Jurchens who had completed the formation.

Almost all of the Jurchens were veterans who had experienced a hundred battles, especially the armored soldiers in the front row, whether they were white, red or cotton, all of them were strong warriors selected from the bannermen, and they did not move at all when the cavalry rushed over, and stood firmly, while the bannermen and some raw Jurchens walked forward quickly, they inserted the sharpened wooden stakes diagonally in front of the array about a hundred paces, and at the same time sprinkled some iron thistles, and after they had done this, they quickly untied the longbow behind them and ran behind the armored men.

The armourers lined up closely, their spears and halberds stretched forward like a dense forest, and behind them were the bannermen with two or three quivers on their backs.

Everyone stands according to the array of ordinary training, and the linear array forms a circle formation, and the small circle formation forms a large fish scale array, and there are cavalry cruising on both wings of the large array, which is a cavalry led by two general soldiers, mainly composed of a small number of elite soldiers and a large number of cotton armor soldiers.

In front of each linear formation, the leaders of the line are white armor, red armor, officers stand on both sides, Zhuangda, Bashiku, Fengde Bashiku, Niu Lu Zhangjing, Niu Lu Ezhen, Xuzhangjing, Xuezhen, Melle Zhangjing, until Gushan Ezhen......

"Drink!"

As the Mongols approached, all the armoured soldiers roared.

Soon the first wave of cavalry rushed to the front, and many of the horses stepped on the obstacles and ran wildly in the formation, disrupting their arrays, and the herdsmen archers among the Mongols began to gallop on both sides, unleashing their bows and arrows and shooting in this direction.

Their arrows were fired too early and too quickly, and although they were very accurate, their strength was so poor that as soon as the Houjin soldiers lowered their heads, they immediately ignored them.

A large number of Mongolian herdsmen jumped off their horses, they moved the stakes and cleared the passages, and more herders still chose to shoot arrows, although the Mongol nobles urged them to rush forward from the middle as much as possible, many people moved around the way, and rode their horses over obstacles, and some horses and men failed, the stakes cut the horse's belly, the horses screamed, and the people rolled on the ground, trampled into a puddle of flesh by the frightened horses.

Although many horses were bloodied, many shepherds and armoured soldiers on horseback rushed over.

At this time, the Jurchens began to shoot arrows.

It was as if it was a torrential rain without thunder, and it was like a sudden flash torrent, and the rain of arrows came suddenly, dealing a fatal blow to the Mongols.

The arrow fell on the inferior helmet of the Mongolian cavalry, and the flat heavy arrow arrow instantly penetrated the iron helmet, and then pierced the knight's forehead fiercely, with a "du" sound, as if a blood hole was opened in the head, and the knight who was hit by the arrow almost did not make any sound, and immediately smashed heavily on the ground like a sack of sweet potatoes.

The arrows continued to fall, striking the knight's chest on the cotton armor, piercing the armor and piercing the ribs and stabbing into the guts.

More arrows fell on the heads, bodies, waists, abdomen, legs, and under the dense rain of arrows, the herdsmen could be hit almost anywhere, and the arrows of heavy arrows easily broke through the skin and bones, and pierced deep into the internal organs.

The horses were also hit by arrows, and the knights were screaming miserably while the arrows were being shot, and the horses were also screaming.

The ground was full of arrows, like weeds that had suddenly grown up.

The ferocious rain of arrows came from the Jurchens' rounds of fierce shooting, which not only shot accurately, but also quickly, and the bows were long and powerful, and under such blows, the morale of the Mongols was almost devastating.

When the Jurchens shoot arrows, they do not aim at a fixed enemy, but draw a round bow and arrow, face the opposite person or horse, quickly release the arrow, and then bow their heads and bend down, or twist their waist to the side, take out the arrows from the quiver behind their backs or the quiver on their sides, and then quickly shoot out, they release the arrows too fast, sometimes it feels like the arrows are chasing in mid-air, and the dense arrow rain almost obscures the early morning sun.

The Mongols were swept off their horses like fallen leaves in a torrential rain, and no one could escape in such a ferocious and dense rain of arrows, whether they rode forward or stopped, or turned sideways.

There are some Mongolian nobles who let out a mournful cry, they are the descendants of the Mongolian iron cavalry famous for riding and shooting, their ancestors once crisscrossed the Eurasian continent with a bow and a horse, they have destroyed countless countries, the ancestors of the Jianzhou Jurchen posthumously recognized the Jin cavalry once wiped out 500,000 people by them in a war, the bones are piled up, people still dare not pass through the battlefield of the year after a hundred years, and at night, the ghost fire is in pieces, like the situation of hell.

At this time, the situation changed, the Mongols were desperate and helpless to take the opponent in front of them, both sides were shooting, and the Jurchens were far above the Mongols in archery or bow power or armor, and the Jurchens won the battle at any angle, and under the rain of arrows, the Mongols had almost no other ideas except for crying.

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