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More than a dozen riders such as the wind ran wildly overnight. Once upon a time, the vicinity of Guihua City was the most prosperous place in southern Mongolia, but now I can't see anyone after running all night.

At noon the next day, Che Feng saw the herdsmen of Tumut near Liangcheng.

The steppes are still in the midst of war, and there are still some Chahar herders left behind by Lin Dan Khan when he left, and the Tumuts do not dare to graze their cattle alone. The shape was reversed, and some of the few Chahars who had been hastily uprooted and abandoned by the tribe fled to the borders of the Ming Dynasty, and some wandered on the steppes and became horse thieves.

There was no trace of the Chahar cavalry along the way, and the mood of the car was slightly soothed. He urged his horse to rush into a herdsmen's gathering place and shouted, "Where is the princess of Ulan?" ”

"Forty miles from here!"

The leader of the group was Temur, who knew the wind and showed him the way.

The wind of the car turned the horse's head and flew away, and the Tumut herdsmen seen along the way were all singing and dancing, relieving the depression of being oppressed for many years. Although they have also lost a large number of herds, and their lives have not yet been settled this year, the cheerful nature of the Mongols is like this.

The wind of the car urged the horse to gallop for half an hour, and met the guards of Geriletu who were patrolling, and hurriedly went over to say hello and tell the story of the Hanzhai again.

"There's no trace of the Chahars, is there?" Gřiletu asked.

"Yes, I came overnight, and the owner of the village said to be prepared!"

Gřiltutu groaned for a moment, and said, "Come with me, and tell the princess at once!" "I want to take Che Feng and the others to Princess Ulan's big tent.

"The letter has been delivered, I won't go, please change our horses, we were in too much hurry last night, we have to go back now to check again." Che Feng and the others galloped all night, and the horses were already out of strength.

"Why be in such a hurry, it's hard to travel all night!"

"I'd like to go back and check it out again!" Che Feng felt vaguely uneasy in his heart.

A moment later, a dozen horsemen exchanged horses and ran towards the road from which they had come.

The weather was cloudy and rainless, and the early summer weather was oppressive, and insects flew on the grassland as the horses ran.

"If only this rain could come down!" The wind was panting heavily, and the weather was dreary.

The figure in the mountains and forests in the distance flashed, but it couldn't escape his eyes.

"There's a scout!" The wind roared,

More than a dozen cavalrymen fanned out in the direction pointed by the chariot wind, and when the chariot wind arrived in the forest, only a few vague knights could be seen running in the distance.

"Count them early!" Che Feng scolded fiercely, it must be a Chahar person, so it seems that the suspicion of the people in the Han village is not wrong. The Chahars didn't come to Monan, where would they go?

Che Feng's mood was even more anxious, but after thinking about it for a while, he was relieved, with the terrain and vigilance of Hanzhai, he would definitely not let the Chahar people succeed lightly, but fortunately, the Chahar people did not choose the target of the attack as the Tumuts.

The Chahar cavalry is likely to be nearby, and Che Feng vigilantly changed the route of travel to be in the mountains and forests, the closer it is to Hanzhai, Che Feng finally left traces of the cavalry of the Chahar brigade last night, and now there is no need to explore their whereabouts, there is only one possibility.

In Hanzhai, Xiao Zhiyan's face was grim.

The gunpowder packs made by the craftsmen were sealed and put in the storeroom, and the weather really looked like it was going to rain. The men and horses of each battalion took turns to guard the final pass, some resting and some on guard.

Zhai Zhe let Zuo Ruo and Xiao Zhiyan command the soldiers and horses of Hanzhai, which was his second experience in defending the city.

"Be sure to relax at all times!" Xiao Zhiyan's smile was really warm, just his brother.

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84 weather, it is impossible to tell exactly when night falls.

As soon as it got dark, Meng Kang, who was guarding the mountain gate, ushered in the first wave of attacks from the Chahars, and in the small area, both sides did not dare to shoot torches, which was a threat brought by excellent marksmen.

The Mongols protected the shooters with shields in the dark, slowly approached the mountain gate, and from time to time shot cold arrows upwards.

Xiao Zhiyan held a longbow in his hand, standing in the dark place at the corner of the city wall, a strong man on the top of the mountain lit a torch and threw it towards the mountain road below. The marksmen lurking in the shadows all aim at their respective targets in the moment of the shining light.

In the darkness, the Chahars experienced a moment of panic and soon fell silent.

This kind of harassment between the two sides continued from the dark, and from time to time torches would be thrown down on the top of Hanzhai Mountain to check the situation on the road, and Xiao Zhiyan led the archers with high archery skills to fight back on the city tower. It wasn't until the end of the day that he finally felt tired and retreated to the cottage.

"The tired tactics of the Chahars! Everyone takes shifts to rest, and the gatekeepers don't let their guard down. ”

Xiao Zhiyan's arms were sore, and he looked tired.

The weather was hot and muggy, and the rain never fell.

Amur looked up at the dark sky, if there was a cover of pouring rain, it would be much easier to sneak attack in the second half of the night, and Changsheng Tian had never obeyed the wishes of the Chahars for a year.

The harassment method of boiling frogs in warm water made the gatekeepers of Hanzhai slowly relax their vigilance, and even the torches thrown down from the top of the mountain every once in a while have been figured out by the Chahar people.

At the ugly hour, the torches on the top of Hanzhai Mountain had just crossed the sky.

"Out!" Amur gave the order.

Hundreds of Mongolian warriors carried long ladders in the darkness and quietly came to the mountain gate of Hanzhai. The sound of the trembling climb of the wall alarmed the guards, and one of the guards stuck out to see that he was pulled down by the Mongol warriors who were climbing the wall, and the screams woke everyone up.

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BA battle in one place. Hanzhai was awakened, although Meng Kang was brave, but the horse thieves around him could not resist the murderous Chahar warriors, and the battle at the mountain gate became more and more exciting.

Zhai Zhe, who was protecting the top of the mountain, jumped up and ordered the soldiers around him, "Throw the stone down!" ”

"Where to throw it?" It was dark down the hill.

"Wherever you go, just throw it down the cliff!"

As long as the way to increase the number of Chahar troops can be cut off, the few Mongols who poured in were not to be feared. Huge rough logs and stones crashed down the cliff to the mountain path, and the Chahars pressed close to the inside of the cliff towards the mountain gate, avoiding most attacks. Occasionally, those who are unfortunately hit are severed limbs and stumps, and those who are heavy are turned into pulp.

Xiao Zhiyan, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened, and when he arrived at the mountain gate, Lei Yanqian had already led his subordinates to support him, and there was a scuffle on the earthen wall.

"Ignite the powder pack and throw it down! Stop the reinforcements of the Chahars, who are bringing the food into their mouths. Zuo Ruo rushed to the top of the mountain, he had been through a hundred battles, and there was no trace of panic.

The rolling wood and thunder stones at the top of the cliff rolled down the cliff wall, and the screams of the Mongols could be heard from time to time in the darkness. Xiao Zhiyan rushed over with a large number of wrapped gunpowder bags, and the skilled craftsmen demonstrated to the soldiers, they lit the fuse on the gunpowder bags, and when the fuse burned to a foot long, they suddenly threw it into the aisle down the mountain.

The powder pack exploded half a man above the ground, and a flash of fire erupted in the air, resounding through the valley, and both sides of the battle were startled.

Amur looked nervous, he didn't expect that there were firearms in this cottage, and the horse thieves in the steppe had never used firearms.

Some gunpowder packets were thrown from the top of the hill and exploded in the air, sending air waves flying above the road, and debris flying indiscriminately, and countless people were wounded in Chahar.

Under the firelight, in the loud noise, the battle-hardened Chahars were no longer calm, and Amur sighed secretly, and immediately made a decision and gave the order to retreat. He would rather be punished by Lin Dan Khan than let more Chahars die here, and the fortress is as strong as he imagined.