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After Li Rusong bluntly killed Wang Guoguang, and at the same time killed a group of soldiers who relied on Wang Guoguang to act here on weekdays, the Liaodong Iron Cavalry successfully entered Pingshan Village.

At present, there are still 2,000 foot soldiers stationed in Pingshanzhai, but they are all short of food, food, noodles and vegetables, and at a glance, they know that there is no combat effectiveness at all.

"These people can't be counted on, they have to rely on themselves" Li Rusong frowned, looked at the anxious generals in the tent, and thought silently in his heart.

This place is about fifteen miles away from the main battlefield of the Ming army and the Mongols, and the Mongolian cavalry can often be seen around, and they don't take the Ming army in their eyes at all. Arrogantly walked around the military village, scolding a few words in Mongolian from time to time, laughing wildly and galloping wildly.

"This is a trick of the Mongols, luring us into war. Once our army attacked, they deliberately fled, once our army penetrated, it would definitely be surrounded and annihilated by the Mongolian cavalry" Li Chengliang said worriedly on the side, there should be an elite Mongolian cavalry ambush nearby, how should his father and son attack?

Li Chengliang didn't pay attention to his son's guerrilla attack without saying a word, and he just reported that he was killed by the Mongols later. It's a time of war, and it's all too normal for someone to die. What he really cares about is how to break the dilemma in front of him and complete Yang Zhao's order.

"You all go down, do your duty, prepare for defense, and if you slack off, you will be killed!" Shaking his head, Lao Li stood up and waved his hand at the quails below, and these quails suddenly left the tent as if they had been amnestied.

"Daddy, you sit here first. I'll take a hundred cavalry out of the city, grab my tongue and probe," After a long time, Li Rusong stood up and said.

"Well, don't chase it. Seeing that something is wrong, I will personally take someone to save you" After a moment of silence, Li Chengliang stood up and patted his eldest son on the shoulder, and said earnestly.

"Hehe, don't worry, my son still has to honor you! Peace of mind awaits my good news! With a reassuring smile, Li Rusong comforted his father with a smile, and then took Seng Lingqin and Liu Changchun to pick up a hundred Liaodong iron horses and left Pingshanzhai.

The Mongolian iron cavalry was really extremely arrogant, and Li Rusong was less than a mile away from Pingshanzhai, and more than 20 Mongolian sentries appeared around.

These Mongol sentries, each fierce and cunning, drove their horses one by one, circled around Li Rusong's team, shouting with bows and arrows, and constantly launched small-scale harassment attacks.

"Hehe, these guys are afraid of our firearms and want to trick us into consuming the medicine! Changchun leave them some 'food', let's eat these guys!" Squinting his eyes at the Mongolian sentry behind him, hovering left and right, Li Rusong had a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to shout to Liu Changchun.

"Okay!" Liu Changchun agreed, turned around and rode to the back of the team, personally led seven or eight cavalrymen, and gradually slowed down the horse's speed.

The Mongolian sentry behind him found that a small group of Ming troops had broken away from the large army, and immediately followed excitedly.

The Mongols fought against the Ming army for a long time, and the border towns were corrupt in these years, and the Ming army's combat effectiveness was extremely weak. Therefore, the Mongols were extremely arrogant, and they roared and pounced on Liu Changchun and others without waiting for the Ming army to go away.

"Tsk, these beasts treat us like meat on the chopping board, brothers prepare, the eldest prince wants to live, remember to keep one!" Looking coldly at the Mongols who were gradually approaching him, constantly waving sabers, bows and arrows and shouting, Liu Changchun and the others deliberately pretended to be panicked, and the horses ran more slowly, and at the same time whispered to their companions.

Seven or eight Liaodong iron horsemen around him, hearing this, nodded slightly, took out small round balls from his arms one by one, and at the same time touched out the fire fold.

"Ready! Throw! Seeing that the Mongols were getting closer and closer, Liu Changchun suddenly raised his hand and shouted violently.

The seven or eight soldiers around him directly lit the lead on the small round ball in their hands with a fire fold and threw it towards the Mongols!

The charging Mongols did not care about the abnormality of the Ming army at all, they frantically whipped their horses and pounced viciously on the Ming army. It wasn't until the small round ball was thrown in front of them that they noticed it, and some even grabbed it directly in their hands, ready to check it.

"Boom!" Unfortunately, they didn't have a chance to figure out what was going on, and with a loud bang, more than 20 Mongols were blown up, and one by one they fell to the ground covered in blood, and all of them lost their combat effectiveness.

"Ha Luha, Changchun has gained a lot!" At this time, Li Rusong, who had left before, went and returned, and looked at the Mongolians all over the ground with a smile and said.

"Ha Luha, brother, this group of Tartars seems to despise us" Rolled the saddle and dismounted, picked a lightly injured Tartar, and tied it to the saddle, Liu Changchun said with a smile.

"Fool, do you really think I'm going to go to your army? Looking at the Mongols in front of him with a smile, Li Rusong waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him immediately stepped forward and killed the remaining Mongols and cut off their heads.

"Someone! Heap the head tower! By the way, I left a message and told Tumen Khan's old dog that his grandfather Li Rusong was here! Li Rusong gave an order, and more than 20 heads rolled to the ground.

Seven or eight Liaodong iron horsemen used the heads of the Mongols on the spot to erect a small tower of human heads.

Li Rusong had a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, and wrote with a piece torn from the corpse of the Mongol and dipped in blood: Murderer, dangerous mountain Li Rusong! Eight large characters, fixed the cloth on a vertical wooden stick, and led the people and horses away.

"Tumen Khan! Boyan Mengke, let's settle the account slowly"