The Tashuanghu left-behind tribe was attacked by the Ming army in winter, and the tribal warriors suffered more than 100 casualties, not only were forced to pay the gold and silver war horses, but also let go of the three hundred strong Han slaves, and returned to the Tartar tribe in the summer pasture.

In 1480, he enthroned Bald Mengke (the second "little prince" as the Ming people) and called him Dayan Khan (i.e., "Great Yuan Khan"), and history called him "wise and outstanding".

Dayan Khan defeated Warat, flattened the resistance and rebellion of the separatist forces, unified the Tatar tribes, divided into 60,000 households to govern it, and took charge of 30,000 households on the left wing of Chahar, Khalkha and Ulianghai, and 30,000 households on the right wing of Ordos, Tumut and Yongshebu and the third son Balsborot, called Saiyin Alak Jinong (Jinong, translated as Ji Neng by the Ming people, when it is the transliteration of the Chinese "King of Jin"), the Khan's power was greatly strengthened, and the dictatorship of the ministers and the strife of the tribes were ended.

The tribe that stayed behind in Tashuanghu was the Datl tribe, a medium-sized tribe in Balsborot's hands, and the Saiyin Alakjinong, who had not yet returned from the Hetao area, was already furious when they received the news.

Here, but one of the places where his Golden Horde resided, how could he be so humiliated by the Ming people.

Earlier, two small tribes were beaten by the Ming army and lost their armor, and Saiyin Arak Jinong also received the news, although he didn't care, he was already very uncomfortable in his heart; The prestige of his real power Jinong is incomparable to that of the two small tribes.

But the residence of the summer pasture is easy to say if a small group of Ming troops sneak attack in the winter, and his face is absolutely not tarnished.

Saiyin Arakjinong, who threatened to take revenge in the winter pasture, was not very stupid, and while inquiring about the news of the border army through caravans that the Han people were familiar with, he spread his slogan of revenge through which caravans; This time, he had an absolute reason.

His main opponent now is not the Ming people, but the Tile Thorn tribe who are competing with him for the grassland pasture.

Spring on the steppe came late, and the soil under the horse's hooves had not yet sprouted green shoots, and a team of 1,000 people sent by Saiyin Arakjinong had hurried back to Tashuang Lake.

The commander who led the team was a fierce general under the account of Saiyin Alakejinong, a warrior in the Tatar language, a black green war horse under his crotch, and a sixty-pound mace in his hand, which was invincible several times against the border town of the Ming army; Next to the saddle of the Wuqing war horse, there is a huge quiver, which is the favorite red lacquer silk horn bow of the wolf tile.

Rushed back to the shore of Tashuang Lake, the wolf tile did not rest, and directly called the leader who stayed behind, and after some interrogation, he learned that the cunning Ming army dared to kill the spies who were good at tracking one after another, and disappeared to the west.

The furious wolf tiles roared again and again in the cowhide tent, and they had to press down on the idea of cutting people, and sent two centaur teams to the west again and again to find out the exact news first.

After three consecutive days of monitoring the canyon, the hunter team who did not see anything abnormal, after a heavy rain, was ordered to retreat to the depression on the top of the mountain where Liu Tianguo was, and it was convenient to return to Shiguantun from here, and the monitoring point in front was abandoned.

Xiao Ye, who was on guard, waited for several days in a row, and then he was stunned to realize that Huang Hanxiang, who should have transported saltpeter and black stone to the stone castle a long time ago, did not make the slightest movement, and the scouts sent out of the canyon did not see any abnormalities on the grassland.

"It's bad, it's bad, Yu Shan, Du Ding, they must have met the Tartars, they had two Tartar tribes there last year, and one ran fast and didn't surround it," Xiao Ye, who was anxiously circling in the hundred households, stared at the rough map on the table, hesitated for a moment, and asked the guards to call Wang Meng and Lei Xiaoqing in.

"Baihu, my subordinates are practicing the formation of firearms in the training ground, and I don't know what Baihu is calling," Wang Meng and Lei Xiaoqing walked into the Baihu, the pungent smell of gunpowder smoke on their bodies and the black smoke on their faces made Xiao Ye calm down a little; At this point, the only way to do this is to go for quick support.

"Wang Meng, Heizi, you two immediately assemble the team, enter the military house to replace the firecracker crossbow, replenish the projectiles, three earth-shaking thunder people, bring the supplies of Bailong Lake, and set off after lunch," At the moment, he couldn't care about avoiding those eyeliners on the mountain.

Twenty sergeants, Xiao Ye gritted his teeth and put protective clothing on each of them, and emptied all the war horses, mules and horses in the fence behind Wang Dali's land temple at one time.

Even the water purification collector in Yang Tianshou's yard was borrowed by Xiao Ye with a shy face.

Just when the commotion began in Shiguantunli, the eastern foothills of the Altai Mountains, as early as three days ago, had returned to the Tatar tribe at the foot of the southern mountain, and suddenly found that the saltpeter business that they earned extra money was robbed by outsiders, and the clansmen and slaves on the Bailong Lake on the mountain also disappeared.

The angry Tartar cavalry, gathering hundreds of warriors, dismounted and rushed up the mountain along the mountain road, but as soon as they entered the valley, they were met by two teams of muskets who had been waiting for a long time, and blocked the only way up the mountain.

Huang Hanxiang was sent to Bailong Lake by Xiao Ye, and was soon appointed as the acting general banner, commanding the armed hundred-man team under his command, and the team officers Yu Shan and Du Ding; On the steppe, the strength of the general banner is twice as large as that in the interior, but no one bothers to abide by that rule.

On the grassland, strength is the rule. If it weren't for the limited supply of firearms from 100 households, Huang Hanxiang was sure that within two months, another team of 100 people would be pulled out.

Huang Hanxiang, who was blocked on the mountain by the Tartar tribe, received an alarm from the spies, and the sergeant with five small flags went down the mountain; Yu Shan and Du Ding led the remaining fifty sergeants to guard the top of the mountain, and by the way, they guarded the panicked miscellaneous soldiers.

The handymen, who had stopped digging the stones, were reprimanded by the sergeants, packed up their tool tents and began to retreat to the west bank of Hupo. There, Yu Shan led people to find a cave a while ago, and the materials such as food and weapons that were afraid of the tide had already been transferred in.

At the end of the valley halfway up the mountainside, two rows of sergeants lined up were pulled out, and in the shouts of Huang Hanxiang, twenty people were half-squatting in the front, and thirty people were standing on their own in the back, cutting off the passage up the mountain, and waiting for the attack of the Tartars.

After a while, the sound of chaotic footsteps in the valley sounded, and around the corners below, the heads with pigtails swayed.

Seeing the Han people in front of him, or the kind of Han people wearing leather jackets and leather boots, the Tartar people shouted excitedly, and the chaotic Tartar warriors did not rush forward regardless of it, but put on a position in an orderly manner.

took off the horned bow at his waist, put on a sharp arrow, and under the command of the head man's scimitar, a dozen swordsmen with round shields in front of him pounced straight towards the Han people; The most regrettable thing for them is that the terrain here is a bit narrow, if only it were a few feet wider.

"Clear the muzzle, clear the warehouse, load the ammunition," as Huang Hanxiang's hoarse voice grew, the sergeants glanced at the tartar that was still five hundred paces away, and took off the muzzle of the gun to seal the cloth mass of dust; The winter wind and sand on the grassland are strong, and the sergeants came up with this simple method, which can effectively protect the clean barrel of the gun.

The sergeants lowered their heads and quickly cleared the magazine, pulled the bolt, and the coarse cloth wrapped around the index finger turned in the magazine, and casually pinched out a projectile in the magazine on their waists, loaded it into the magazine, and "Boom," the bolt pushed forward and put the fire needle on it.

"From left to right, aim," Huang Hanxiang also raised his firecracker, let go of the Tartar striker knifeman, and aimed straight at the most arrogant tall Tartar in the back, seeing that this group of guys with broken braids broke into the firing range and pulled the trigger steadily.

"Peng," with the dull sound of fire, and then, fifty sergeants also pulled the trigger at the same time, and a deafening loud sound echoed through the mountains, and a large puff of gunpowder smoke surged; The sergeant, who did not get the order to stop shooting, quickly cleared and loaded again, "Peng Peng, Peng," the messy sound of guns continued.

The loud sound was mixed with a series of screams. The round shield wrapped in five layers of raw cowhide can't be penetrated by a single projectile, but the projectiles that come one after another immediately break the round shield.

The Tartars, who followed behind the forward team, had not yet pulled the string of the ox tendon with their horned bows, blood splattered on their chests, and they fell in grief and anger on the gravel ground and in the haystacks of dry grass.

"Peng, Peng, Peng," Huang Hanxiang, who shot three projectiles, could no longer see the shadow on the opposite side, hurriedly took out a short-handled suona, and sounded the order to stop shooting.

The mountain wind blew slowly, the smoke cleared, and what appeared in front of the sergeants was a tragic corpse fifty paces away, thick blood sprayed on the rocks and dead grass, and occasionally wounded tartars were still howling loudly in the grass beside the mountain road.

In the distance of the mountain road, a few panicked Tartars had already dropped the scimitars and horned bows in their hands, and ran down the mountain with their legs, unable to catch up.

Under Huang Hanxiang's order, fifty sergeants carried the fire guns, pulled out their scimitars and waist knives, and rushed forward in groups of three.

A few Tartars, who were still panting, were unceremoniously cut off their heads, and by the way, they pulled off their robes and boots, and even the blood-stained scimitars and horned bows were also taken away. Cleaning up the battlefield, the sergeants will not let go of every capture that can be used.

Pity the leader of the Tartars, whose chest had been shattered by a few projectiles, and the shining scimitar had become a trophy.

With a cup of tea, hundreds of Tartar cavalry were beheaded, and when the sergeants with bloody heads returned to the mountain, the shore of Bailong Lake was already full of joy. After the First World War, the handymen on the mountain were also relieved and became more and more obedient to the command of the management team.

Huang Hanxiang, who led the team back to the mountain, sent people to guard the mountain, and at the same time dispatched hundreds of miscellaneous laborers, and at the intersection of the mountain, he urgently erected a stone wall with a chest height.

The other handymen on the mountain were still busy mining saltpeter, and the black and shiny stones, which could be used to build stone walls, and it would be convenient to transport them down the mountain in the future.

Yu Shan and Du Ding, in accordance with the wartime regulations of Shiguantun, had already counted the weapons and food on the mountain, and dispatched them in a centralized manner, and fifty sergeants who had not seen the light and blood, together with those miscellaneous servants, carried large pieces of black stones.

The stone wall, which is two feet wide and thirty meters long, is chest-high, and when it gets dark, it has begun to take shape, blocking the road to the top of the mountain.

The next day, "Yu Shan, Du Ding, the guards on the mountain are handed over to you two, I will take a team of people down the mountain, harass the Tartars on both sides of the valley, the projectile is a little more useful, you can hold on to two big battles, and then after that, you have to use a scimitar and a horn bow," Huang Hanxiang, who finished the whole team, said goodbye to the two team officers, and went down the mountain while the sky was not good.

His main task now is to report to Shiguantun and get support. Baihu asked him to train two more team officers, and Huang Hanxiang faithfully carried it out.

Tartar has suffered a big loss, and he will definitely come to take revenge today, and he has to be on strict guard.

Yu Shan and Du Ding saw Huang Hanxiang go down the mountain, and suddenly came to the spirit, there is a way is that seniority is everywhere, when Huang Hanxiang was a small flag officer, they were still slaves on the grassland, and later became a guard sergeant, plus Huang Hanxiang is also experienced in training, otherwise he went down the mountain just now to block the Tartars, how can he have any business.

After a moment of whispered deliberation, Yu Shan remained at the top of the mountain with five small flags, while Dudin, with fifty sergeants, went down to the westernmost part of the valley where he had fought yesterday, ready to block the Tartars from ascending the mountain.

To Huang Hanxiang's disappointment, before he reached the bottom of the mountain, he saw the dust flying under the mountain, and nearly a thousand Tartar war horses had quickly pounced at the foot of the mountain.

The two hundred-man teams sent by the collapsed wolf tile received a message from the scattered Tartars who had fled, and they had already set their sights on this hillside area.

The Tartar cavalry with three horses or even four horses looked surging from a distance, and Huang Hanxiang looked at the terrain on both sides, and couldn't help but smile bitterly and shake his head.

As the end of the eastern foot of the Altai Mountains, the north and south here are the vast steppe Gobi, the mountains that go deep into the steppe, the terrain here is quite narrow, the width is not more than 20 miles, the mountains are steep, the grass and trees on the mountains are sparse, and they can't escape the ears and eyes of the Tartar probe horses.

"Let's go, retreat to the valley," the helpless Huang Hanxiang team not only lost more than 20 war horses hidden under the mountain, but even the way down the mountain could not work.

Staying at the end of the valley may have been a reluctant choice, where there is a thin stream, and the water on the mountain is indispensable for a day.

Although Bailong Lake is a lake with a radius of ten miles, the water in the lake is bitter and slightly poisonous, so it cannot be drunk at all.

Fortunately, the projectiles and dry food were carried on his back, and if he was lazy and put on the back of the horse, Huang Hanxiang would cry.

got the report of his subordinates, raised 800 cavalry, and also recruited 300 cavalry from the Tashuanghu tribe, and rushed to Bailong Lake overnight.

As a thousand-commander of the Ordos tribe, compared with those arrogant thousand-commanders, the wolf tile is already brave and strategic.

1,300 cavalry were gathered, 1,000 people blocked the exit down the mountain, and the remaining cavalry was scattered by the collapsed wolf tiles, and along the north and south directions of the mountain, closely monitoring the Han people who occupied Bailong Lake.

"Master Qianfu, if those Han people run away from other places, then we won't run for nothing," a centurion beside Collapse Wolf Wa looked worriedly at the not-so-high mountain in front of him, the valley that had cracked a gap, and made him very uncomfortable.

"Tsk, it's okay if they run, except for this exit, it is difficult for other people to go down the mountain, and even more so on war horses, if they run down the mountain on their legs, then they will be fallen lambs," Sitting on the war horse, the wolf tile with a thick beard on his face sneered.

"Immortal God bless, that's good, these damn Han people, it seems that they can't run away, the elder is wise" The sycophants of his subordinates made Collapse Wolf Tile laugh very happily.

Jinong is known as a virtuous and intellectual, he doesn't dare to compare, but compared to the fat-headed and big-eared captain Neimanka, he is ten thousand unconvinced.

The Tartar guards surrounding the commander of the thousand commanders had excellent horn bows and scimitars, and their leather armor was stocky, and what was especially striking was that these dozen or so henchmen and guards of the collapsed wolf tiles were carrying in their arms the revolvers they had purchased from the Huang family caravan, and the cowhide magazines hanging from their waists were full.

Under the order of the wolf, the Tartars drove the slaves and miscellaneous laborers, set up a large tent at the bottom of the mountain, and surrounded a fence outside, completely blocking the entrance to Bailong Lake.

The Tartar cavalry cruising on the steppe below the mountain, let the scout sergeant lying on the mountainside, put away the binoculars with a black face, and retreated back to the valley.

In view of the difficulty of the horses on the mountain, after a night's rest, the Tartars drove their horses out of the valley in the early morning of the next day, dismounted and formed a formation, and began to break into the valley on foot.

After questioning the few fleeing herdsmen, Wolf Tile was also cautious about attacking the Han Chinese.

The hundred-man firecracker team that followed the Wolf Tile was also sent out by him. Although the Three-Eyed Firecracker is a defensive weapon of the Ming Army, the Tartar is not a fool, if it were not for the scarcity of gunpowder purchases, troublesome operation, and the high price of the Three-Eyed Firecracker, the scale of the Collapse Wolf Tile Firecracker Team would be larger.

Most of the firearms that Jinong got through the Huang family were deployed in the thousand-man team of the Collapsed Wolf Tile, which shows that Saiyin Arak Jinong attaches great importance to the Collapsed Wolf Tile.

It is precisely because of this that the internal manka, who has an in-law relationship with Jinong, looks at the wolf tile more and more unpleasantly.

The six major merchants peddled/sold the high-priced three-eyed firecrackers on the grassland, the number is not much, but it is well-made, far more reliable than the one used by the Ming border army, and the export rules of later generations are the same, and good things are sold to foreigners.