When the brainhair noticed that the cavalry of the merchant group had regrouped and charged back with their sabers, he could hardly believe his eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

What a tragic sight, with less than 200 cavalry rushing back to the death against 3,000 men!

"Kill them." Coming back to his senses, he shouted angrily: "Let them know what will happen to insulting the Chahars, and let them bleed to death!" ”

The Mongols were very short of swearing, and when two shepherds quarreled, the most powerful word was: "Let you bleed to death."

Another said: You are simply not worthy to be a Mongol.

At this point, it's a fist-to-hand fight.

Brain Mao is already angry to the extreme at this time!

Of course, he will not be moved by the return blow of the cavalry of the merchant group, this northern captive has always boasted that he is the descendant of the most noble Genghis Khan, the word Taiji is the homonym of the "prince" on the side of the Ming Dynasty, earlier it generally referred to the Mongolian nobles with the blood of the golden family, but now the leaders of many tribes are called Taiji, regardless of whether they have the blood of Genghis Khan. The Great Khan and the Taiji of the Chahar Department are the descendants of the true noble bloodline, which was completely wiped out in the Qing Dynasty, and the descendants believe that the destruction of the remnants of the Yuan is not the demise of the Mongols, and the end of the Chahar is the complete demise of the steppe empire established by Temujin.

A steppe nobleman who had always come from the big was now feeling completely offended, and his anger made his brain big not think about the rest of the matter, and only wanted to quickly kill all these unusually stubborn and bold enemies.

The Chahar cavalry also let out a terrifying shout, more than 3,000 cavalry put on a hard-hitting formation, the wide cavalry formation ran into a semicircle, this is a standard assault formation, at this time the Mongols did not consider their small tricks, scattered the queue, lengthened the depth, flank cutting and archery offensive method, these were all abandoned, they only wanted to fight hard, tooth for tooth, blood for blood.

At the last moments, the sound of horses' hooves and bugles sounded.

Under the dark sky, the black cloud-like cavalry seemed to be the evil spirits of hell, and suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Brain Mao opened his mouth wide, he felt his tongue stick to the upper jaw, his mouth was dry, and he didn't know what to say for a while, let alone what kind of reaction to make.

"Retreat, retreat!"

Almost without waiting for the big brain to give an order, all the generals of Xiaotaiji and Chahar gave the order in unison.

At this time, no one thought of going to the tribe of the Chechen Khan to rest, rest and replenish supplies, these demonic troops in front of them were exactly the same as the cavalry of the more than 200 merchant army that had been pursued before, and at this time there were more than a thousand people, and the light of the cuirass was combined, and the white of the snow was complementary, almost brightening the eyes of the blind.

Under such a military appearance, there are also patches of firecrackers like a forest, and the mouths of the guns are all pointing to this side.

The formation was neat, and the old platoon of the cavalry array of three rows was a rather long horizontal formation, which pointed to the semicircle of the Mongols.

Under such circumstances, the Chahar people were terrified, and they had no courage or intention to fight a battle.

The cavalry was in confusion, some of the horses were very fast, and the inertia continued to move forward with the frightened herdsmen, while others turned their horses backwards and ran into the men and horses who continued to rush forward, and countless people crashed together, and both men and horses fell on the snow, splashing large snowflakes.

Shots rang out.

Due to the sudden attack, most of the Chahar Mongols could not turn immediately, and when they were close to sixty paces, they began to attack each other with long-range weapons, bows and arrows on one side and fire guns on the other.

The fluttering bows and arrows were very lethal to the cuirass-clad cavalry, and only a few of the long merchant cavalry were shot off their horses, and some of the cavalry's horses were shot, and even the men and horses rolled on the snow.

Soon there were some soldiers and horses killed on the ground, and the blood was like a blooming flower.

More of the fallen were the shepherds, the shepherds in their rows or their horses overturned by the fire.

The effective range of the firebolt was about the same as that of the Mongols' cavalry bows, but it was more powerful, and the closer the distance, the greater the Mongols' losses, and the shepherds were knocked off their horses.

Everywhere were beaten bloody herdsmen, slumping horses on the ground, and wounded herdsmen rolling in the snow, desperately crawling backwards, but they were soon trampled to death by the horses of their companions who were desperately fleeing backwards.

There were cries and begs for mercy, rude shouts, moans, the sound of bowstrings vibrating, and the sound of firecrackers.

After the tricycle was finished, all the cavalry drew their sabers!

And Lin Nanxing and the others had already cut into the chaotic Mongolian cavalry like sharp long knives!

The long knife is in the direction, and the enemy is invincible!

More than a thousand people followed, slicing through the array of cavalry on the opposite side like tofu.

Countless herdsmen collapsed and fled in all directions, and the leaders ran first and had already run far away.

The cavalry pursued behind, but the Mongol herders were mostly lightly armed, and the cavalry in thick cuirasses could not pursue them long distances, and soon lost the traces of these Chahars.

There was blood everywhere on the snowy fields, at least 300 or so Chahars had fallen to the ground, and some of the wounded who had not died were groaning, and it was only a matter of time before they died in such weather.

Wang Jingzhong ordered the cavalry to dismount and give the wounded Chahars a ride.

The cavalrymen dismounted one after another, looking calm and casual, as if they were walking in the garden.

The cavalrymen rudely swept away the shepherd's hat, revealing the bald crown of his head and braided hair, then grabbed the braided hair and slashed the back of the opponent's neck with their sabers.

The shepherds know that they must be unlucky, in such a snowy field, even if the other party wants to save people, they can't save them, and the struggle only increases their own pain, in case these people are angry, throwing them in the snow is the most cruel revenge, they will be unable to move because of the pain, they will slowly freeze and starve to death in the cold and hunger, and they are full of despair and pain before they die.

All the shepherds bowed their heads in obedience, exposing the back of their necks, and then their heads were cut off and blood gushed wildly.

Most of the shepherds are chanting the Buddha's name, and most of them are dying calmly.

These shepherds who believe in the Yellow Sect are indeed much less downset than ordinary people in matters of life and death.

The battlefield was quickly cleaned, and the horses that had not died were gathered together, and there was some food, and the weapons that were still well-made, and the cotton armor and so on were all gathered away.

No one searched the shepherds' robes, these fellows were so poor that they were sad, and searching them was tantamount to stealing something from the arms of a beggar, and the merchant cavalry could not do that.

The soldiers of the entire brigade quickly gathered, but left a cordon on the perimeter, as usual.

Everyone and the cavalry who had just counter-assaulted slowly converged.

The eyes of the entire brigade of cavalrymen were full of respect.

Wang Jingzhong first gave a military salute to Lin Nanxing, and he saw that this thin and fair-skinned young squadron leader was the first to rush to the enemy formation, although the official positions of the two sides were far apart, Wang Jingzhong still took the lead in saluting this young officer.

In the impact just now, nearly forty soldiers fell off their horses, after all, they rushed into the enemy formation first, Lin Nanxing was extremely sad in his heart, but he still returned the military salute to Wang Jingzhong, and his face was full of gratitude.

"Thank you, Commander!"

Lin Nanxing said loudly: "If it weren't for the arrival of the adults and their subordinates, all of them would have died in battle." The great grace is not grateful, and the first company of the thirteen mountains of the cavalry will always be remembered in my heart. ”

Ma Wu is the deputy commander of the brigade, but the cavalry of the Thirteen Mountains has only built a company, and Lin Nanxing, Xu Zhen and others are only squadron leaders, and their positions are too far behind Wang Jingzhong.

Wang Jingzhong said: "They are all Heyusheng's cavalry, and it is too foreign to say such things." And, after all, we're a step too late, and you've got a lot of more brothers dead. ”

The deputy commander of a brigade said: "We have done our best, and we have not stopped searching all the way." ”

Another battalion commander said: "This is also the will of heaven, if it weren't for the adults who led us to Mobei, how could this brother and his subordinates meet us." ”

"A great blessing in misfortune."

Wang Jingzhong didn't say anything, he knew that his subordinates were covering up, but he had no intention of stopping it.

When he returned to the camp, Lin Nanxing was obviously on the move, but there was no time to speak at this time, a large number of wounded people needed to be treated, Ma Wu and Xu Zhen and others were either seriously ill or injured, the military doctors in the camp were busy, ordinary tents could not accommodate so many injuries and diseases, and the space was not enough to raise the fire and boil water, and later even Wang Jingzhong's tent was given up for Ma Wu and others to use.

Everyone understands in their hearts that this rescue has already formed a good fate, Ma Wu and others have such an experience of fighting thousands of miles, and it is only a matter of time before they are used in the future, and a tent is nothing.

After dark, the camp was full of the smell of boiling water and boiling medicine, and the ordinary cavalrymen were so tired that they all went to bed early in the tents, and there was a sound of snoring everywhere.

Of course, the loudest noise was the cavalry from the Thirteen Mountains, this time they were rescued by complete surprise, even they did not expect that at the source of the Krulun River, very close to the Cullen, there were cavalry activities, if it were not for the rescue, no one was confident that they would survive such a tragic pursuit.

Military Judge Li Shaochuan hurriedly walked into a tent, and after entering, he clasped his fists and saluted.

Wang Jingzhong sat cross-legged in the middle and nodded slightly.

Deputy Commander Liu Jingrong said affectionately: "Shaochuan, sit down and talk." ”

Military judges have always been ostracized in the camp, and even if everyone does not dare to make difficulties, no one will make friends with military judges, and this attitude makes Li Shaochuan a little flattered.

The attitude of the rest of the officers was also very affectionate, Li Shaochuan groaned for a while, did not sit down, only said: "If you have anything to say, let's just say it." ”

"Good." Liu Jingrong's attitude became serious, and he said with a straight face: "Shaochuan, this time our rescue is actually successful. The advance camping did not violate the military order, nor did it cause any bad consequences. But if it spreads, it will damage the name of the elite team of our 1st Cavalry Regiment, so we thought that when we reported to the top, we only said that half of the company had camped in advance, and the other half of the company was ordered to continue the search and advance. After discovering the enemy's situation, the whole regiment mobilized and immediately attacked, successfully rescuing the brothers of the Thirteen Mountains. Do you think it's okay to countersign like this? ”

In addition to maintaining the daily operation of military justice and managing the team of military officers, the most important responsibility of the military judge is to countersign his name on the official war report.