"All on the horse, ready to go!" Yang Axi quickly gave the order, and after a day and night of rest, his warriors had recovered their strength, and all the horses had also recovered their strength.

Yang Axi's team, like most of the Eight Banners team, withdrew from the battle at noon yesterday, and then quickly detoured back to the secret camp in the mountains and forests in the northern part of the Shahe Plain to hide. Setting up a secret camp in the mountains and forests is one of the tricks of the wild Jurchen mixed with the old forest, and all the tribes in the northeast that were invaded into the mountains and forests by the Mongols will also do this. These secret camps are carefully camouflaged and almost integrated into their surroundings, and will not be noticed without a closer look. The location is also carefully chosen, either in the valley or at the foot of the mountain, the former is easy to keep, the latter is easy to walk. There are usually also streams and springs nearby, making it easy to get water.

And the meaning of these mountain and forest secret camps is of course not to facilitate hunting, but to deal with the Mongols! At this time, it was only more than 30 years since the Mongols slaughtered Liaodong, and the hatred between the various tribes of Liaodong and Mongolia was still there. From time to time, clashes broke out between the two sides, and the secret camp in the mountains was set to deal with the encirclement and suppression of the Mongols.

After Chen Dexing subdued a large number of wild Jurchens, a large number of secret camps in the southern part of the Liaodong Peninsula were used by Chen Ji's Eight Banners. It became a stronghold of jungle warfare.

More than 100 armor soldiers mounted their horses one after another, and their movements were very skillful, they were all warriors of various tribes in Liaodong, some were born Jurchens, some claimed to be Bohai people, and some may have been descendants of Han Chinese, but without exception they had been barbarized - the Mongols destroyed the foundation of Liaodong's agricultural civilization, and all the ethnic groups in Liaodong, which had become civilized people, regressed into savages. And those who can survive in the wilderness and become tribal warriors are naturally the best warriors.

After joining the Eight Banners, their relationship with the original tribe has been severed. became a professional soldier loyal to King Ming, and also had a clear system of rewards and punishments to follow. What happens in the future depends on their ability!

As for the weak men of the various ministries who are treated as trophies, they will not care. Because at this time, all the departments of Liaodong have been barbarized. Having lost their writings, beliefs, and classics, except for the old men over sixty years old, the younger barbarians have long lost the concept of nations, and only the law of survival of the jungle is left.

Yang Axi glanced at his more than 100 Eight Banner armor soldiers, saw that there were all the numbers, and finally turned his eyes to the two accompanying Han soldiers, showed a smile, and asked in a not very proficient Chinese: "Brother Wang, Brother Cao." Are you ready? ”

"Alright." A man with a short stature, a loyal face, and a man in leather armor smiled and patted the dismantled and tied equipment on the back of a pack horse beside him. "It's already done, ready to go!"

Another tall and thin man, in addition to a horse in his crotch, also led a pack horse, and on the horse's back was a bundle of heavenly thunder arrows and two wooden wheels. The man didn't answer, but nodded silently, indicating that he could leave at any time.

These two Hanshi are both veterans of the Northern Expeditionary Army, needless to say that they are both soldiers! They are all artillery formations. The game was indeed a three-bow bed crossbow - a disassembled bed crossbow on the back of a pack horse led by a short man surnamed Wang.

"Alright, pull out! Head east! Yang Axi didn't talk nonsense, and gave the order to set off loudly, and then clamped the horse suit between his legs. More than 100 fierce cavalrymen rode their horses and galloped eastward.

Their task now was no longer to cover the vast battlefield, but to ambush and harass the Mongol army as it marched eastward. According to King Chen Daming, this style of fighting is called guerrilla warfare. The practice is "the enemy advances and I retreat, and the enemy retreats and I advance." The enemy is stationed in me to disturb, and the enemy is tired and I fight".

In a word. It is to prevent the Mongol army from advancing comfortably!

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Prince Hotu rode his horse at the head of the procession, his thin eyes under his helmet radiating a fierce light like a beast, and behind him were two thousand-strong troops of the palace tent army of the Ulus. The so-called palace tent army is the Khan's personal army established after the cowardly Xue army, and its members are all warriors of the various tribes of the Urus of the Red Jin, with a total of 10,000 people, and they are the backbone of the Tachar Khan. This time, Tachar took 5,000 of them to the expedition, and the remaining 5,000 were handed over to his grandson Naiyan.

And because Prince Huotu is a concubine, his status as a concubine in the Mongolian inheritance system is very low. Even if Hotu's bow and horse martial arts are quite outstanding, and he is also well-known in the whole of Great Mongolia, he still cannot become the heir of Tachar. On the contrary, it was Tachar's grandson Naiyan who was the first heir of the khanate.

Huotu, who did not have the throne of the Khan, has always been trained by Tachar as a general, and at the age of less than 30, he has already experienced a hundred battles. Today, he was entrusted with the important task of leading two palace tent thousand-person teams to serve as the vanguard and open the way for the army.

The so-called vanguard, of course, is not as simple as leading the troops to the forefront. Rather, it is necessary to open a fairly wide search screen, search along the way, find the enemy's ambushes, and at the same time expel the enemy's rangers, and shield the main force - anyone who has fought knows that the safest state of marching on the battlefield is not to let the enemy see it. If the enemy can't find it, it will be difficult to set up an ambush and block it. Moreover, judging the enemy's situation has always been based on reconnaissance and speculation, and if it is all speculation, it will be the same as divination.

They searched along the way, and Hotu observed the traces on the ground, and he was now riding his horse on the main road to the Yalu River, with the sea on his right and the hills and forests on his left. Naturally, you don't have to search the sea, and you can't go there, but you can search the mountains and forests on the left.

The mountains and forests are boundless, and they are all places where no one has entered or exited for I don't know how many years. The Mongols on the steppe were not accustomed to fighting in the woods, so they did not dare to go too deep, but only made sure that there were no ambushes within three or five miles of the main road.

One of Hotu's two thousand-strong troops had been broken up and scattered into the forest, and the other was with him, ready to fight!

The sound of whimpering military trumpets kept coming from the mountains and forests, all of which were a message of safety. However, there was no trace of relief on Hotu's face.

Because he knew very well that this road would not be easy to walk - because of the massacre more than 30 years ago, the Liaodong tribes hated the Mongols deeply, and in the past, they only dared to be angry but did not dare to do the opposite. Now there is a Chen Daxian, it is said that the magic power is boundless, and he has defeated Mongolia, which is exactly in line with the thoughts of the barbarians of Liaodong, how can they not take refuge in the past?

Moreover, the Mongols did not seriously establish their rule after the conquest of Liaodong. Along the way, you can only see the ruins of towns and villages, but there are few inhabited settlements, let alone government garrisons.

That is to say, there was nothing where the army passed - at least for the Mongols. It seems that this is not the land of Great Mongolia, but a completely unfamiliar and wild country.

"Prince, there are some marks here." A Mongolian knight on the left said loudly.

Hotu and the others stopped their horses, and he turned his head to see a very faint crossline of horses' hooves in the grass to the east. He dismounted quickly, and found several horseshoe prints in the grass, and another warrior found two traces of hidden fires nearby, presumably a fire.

"Eight Banners!" The corners of Huotu's mouth twitched twice, the horseshoe prints and the traces of the fire were new, this should be where a small group of Eight Banners soldiers camped at night.

Another elderly Mongolian hundred-hundred-family rode around on horseback, and soon found many hoof prints and traces of fire. Then it was loudly reported: "Prince, there are at least a few dozen of them!" The Eight Banners have moved to our east, and Chen Dexing's main force must also be in the east...... We've come to the right place! ”

Huo Tu looked at the east for a moment and said, "Now there is only a trace of the Eight Banners, and there is no shadow of Chen Dexing's main force...... Chen Dexing has at least 20,000 people, and it is impossible for him to go east without traces if he takes the main road to the east. ”

The old hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred ”

Huo Tu turned on the horse, then stood up on the horse's back again, and looked around, "There is no trace, it seems that the main force of the Han people is not nearby...... The more than 100 Eight Banners soldiers should be ambushed somewhere in the east. Beware of the following. Old Brother Temu, you take a team of 100 people first, you must be careful. ”

The hundred households named Tiemu Ge didn't say much, and immediately scattered eastward with his team of 100 people. Hotu glanced at the sun on the horizon, it was not far from dark, and he beckoned the rest of the men to change horses and continue on their way.

The two thousand men he brought with him were all two-horseed, and all of them were equipped with the best horses. However, after changing horses, Hotu still let his subordinates slow down their advance, and the formation was also retracted into a relatively dense four-column column. He also told everyone to take out their leather armor and put it on. Slowly moving east in the light of the setting sun.

After walking for half an hour, just as it was getting dark, a sharp arrow roared from the left side in front of me. Hotu immediately jumped on his horse, raised his head and looked in the direction from which the sound had come from. I saw that the Mongolian cavalry that had been scattered in front of me were all riding their horses and running in one place, obviously discovering the traces of the enemy!

Hotu hurriedly let out a whistle, then drew his scimitar and pointed forward, and the four columns behind him immediately rode their horses and galloped, all rushing in the direction pointed by the blade.

Hotu still rode his horse to the front, looking ahead as he ran. It was already dark, and I couldn't see it clearly from a little distance, but I knew that Temuge's hundred-man team had gathered and was forming a formation in the wilderness that was about to charge. Obviously, the number of the other party is not much, it is estimated that it will not exceed 300, and Brother Temu wants to entangle them with a charging formation, so that the follow-up men and horses can surround them.

Just when Huo Tu thought that he had figured out the reality of his opponent and was ready to make a big fight and kill two or three hundred Eight Banner soldiers. The hundred-man team that had just gathered in front of them suddenly became chaotic, and several warriors fell from their horses, and they were hit by something. Then there were two loud bangs and two fireballs...... (To be continued......)