readx; Five hundred cavalry, under the leadership of Mao Wenlong, searched downstream along the already frozen Gaoliang River to search for traces of the Mongols, but after walking for more than ten miles, they still found nothing, and everyone couldn't help but be a little anxious. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Mao Wenlong said after a while: "Don't worry, look at this snow, is there some places where the snow is slightly thinner than others?" This is where the Mongols took yurts. They must not have gone far. ”

As he spoke, he raised his eyes and looked, and soon pointed into the distance and smiled: "See?" ”

Everyone looked in the direction pointed by Mao Wenlong, but it was gray and cloudy, and they couldn't see anything clearly. Mao Wenlong scolded with a smile: "Show me the fuck carefully!" In the future, you will have to act alone, don't count on the generals for everything! Keep your eyes open and look closely, is there a thin trace of smoke in the sky? ”

As soon as he said this, some cavalrymen with better eyes saw that it was indeed a puff of green smoke. However, because the distance is so far away, it is almost mixed with the sky, and unless you deliberately look at it, and you have experience in identifying this kind of smoke, you will definitely not be able to see it.

"That's where we want to go." Mao Wenlong suddenly put away his smile and said in a fierce voice, "You all know that our war horses lack forage and can't last long at all. What are the consequences of not having a horse, I don't need to say more. So no matter how many Mongols there are, you must wipe them out in one fell swoop and turn their things into ours. Otherwise, it's better to kill yourself here as soon as possible! ”

Of course, none of the people wanted to die like that. is the so-called trapped beast fighting, now they have reached the point of exhaustion, seeing that there is hope for life, where can they still take care of how many people on the other side are? Therefore, they are all gearing up and murderous, and they are all holding back to grab a vote later.

This was also the first battle since the cavalry composed of ruffians came out of the pass. Mao Wenlong divided the five hundred cavalry into five teams, Shi Chunhu and other Jinyi guards led three teams to outflank them, and he himself personally led the two teams to penetrate directly, and the goal was naturally to annihilate the Mongols and not teach anyone to escape. After simply assigning the task, Mao Wenlong drew his sword and roared: "Remember, you are not fighting for the general, nor for the court, but for yourself!" Rush! ”

Five hundred cavalry immediately charged at the same time, and countless horses' hooves stirred up snow in the sky. These ruffians, who had never been through the battle array, all stared at their blood-red eyes at this moment, like the group of hungry wolves they had just dealt with, desperately pounced on their prey!

Facts have proved that Mao Wenlong is worthy of an experienced old fox. Soon, a small tribe of seven or eight yurts appeared in everyone's sight. At this time, the north wind in the sky was tight, and there were small snowflakes, and the Mongolians never dreamed that in this kind of ghost weather, there would be a Ming army hundreds of miles deep into the snowfield, and they could find them with clues. By the time they heard the sound of horses' hooves and went out to check, five teams of cavalry had surrounded them from different directions, like five sharp arrows to the heart!

The Mongols hurriedly mounted their horses, not so much as to respond to the battle, but to flee. But it was too late, and the five hundred cavalry had already surrounded the place like an iron barrel, how could they escape? Seeing that he had entered the firing range, Mao Wenlong immediately shouted: "Release the arrow!" ”

At the sound of the order, countless iron arrows were immediately woven into an overwhelming network of arrows, like the Mongols covering their heads. In fact, the archery skills of these ruffians can only be said to be average, but five hundred people released arrows together, and they surrounded the Mongols in such a narrow range, plus the Mongols responded to the battle in a hurry, how could there be a chance to dodge? With only one volley, the Mongols who ran out of the tent were shot.

Immediately afterwards, Mao Wenlong commanded the Ming army to slowly press up, aiming at the yurt and shooting fiercely. When the screams gradually stopped, he ordered someone to come forward to check. After counting, there are eight yurts in this Mongolian tribe, and there are 53 men, women and children combined. Among them, there are only a dozen adult men, and the rest are all women and children. Just now, all the men were shot to death, but the women and children were also shot to death, and there were less than ten people who were lucky enough not to die, and now they are all tied up by the five flowers.

Mao Wenlong let out a sigh of relief and immediately checked the supplies of the Mongols. This look is reassuring, because don't look at this tribe, it is not big, but there are hundreds of cattle and sheep, all of which are enclosed in the fence; There are countless forages; There are also more than thirty good horses. Since the sergeants came out of the customs, the life is similar to asking for food, and now it is like catching a gold ingot that fell from the sky, and they are all smiling, shouting that they will kill the cow and slaughter the sheep immediately, and eat a big meal first.

Mao Wenlong said with a sneer: "Don't be busy, get rid of these Mongols first." ”

As he spoke, he walked slowly past the captured Mongol with a steel knife in his hand, and suddenly reached out and took out the youngest boy, who was six or seven years old. The boy was not as frightened as the Han Chinese, but glared at Mao Wenlong with extremely fierce eyes, and cursed loudly in Mongolian.

Mao Wenlong was not angry at all, turned his head to Shi Chunhu and smiled: "Brother Shi, you see, this is the Mongol. What do you think the old brother should do with this little cub? ”

Shi Chunhu said a little unbearably: "According to the last general's opinion, he is just a child, it is better to let him go." ”

"Little children?" Mao Wenlong shook his head, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, "Brother Shi, any Mongol who slaughtered the Han people didn't jump out of the cracks in the stones, they all grew up from childhood to adulthood. See, this little cub is so young, he hates the Han people so much, and he still has it when he grows up? If you let him go today, he will take revenge on you tomorrow when he grows up, just like the wolf on the steppe! Do you know how many Han Chinese his father killed? Can you know how many Han people he will kill when he grows up? How many people will be killed by this difference in your thoughts! Therefore, it is better to kill and avoid future troubles. ”

Before the words fell, Mao Wenlong swung out a knife, and the child's head fell in response, and the headless cavity fell down, staining a large area of snow red. Although the 500 soldiers had shot a lot of Mongols to death just now, they had never really tried to kill people with a knife, and they were all heartbroken when they saw Mao Wenlong so cold-blooded and ruthless.

"Who's going to chop the rest?" Mao Wenlong suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, "Cut one, reward a whole sheep!" ”

In this case, a whole sheep is considered a very heavy reward. These ruffians were not good people in the first place, and when they heard that they were rewarded, they threw their only pity out of the clouds, and rushed to pounce on these Mongol captives with their swords.

Mao Wenlong smiled and picked up a Mongolian woman who was crying bitterly, turned around and walked towards the yurt that was full of holes, and laughed as he walked: "You can do the rest!" ”

In the cheers of the soldiers, Shi Chunhu glanced at the other brocade guards and followed without saying a word.

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