The smoke of gunpowder filled the air, and the smell of blood wafted away in the wind.

Around the simple camp of the ten elder brothers, the war horses that had lost their lord Rao were walking in place, and there were countless war horses lying on the ground, and they could only let out a weak wail when they were supported.

"Fujin, do you want to clean up the battlefield?"

Seeing the cavalry of Korqin's attack disperse, Kudotai found Dulan's approach and asked Dulan for his next strategy.

Where does Dulan know whether to clean up the battlefield or not?

However, to be on the safe side, forget it.

Now, General Weiyuan's cannonballs have run out, and if another cavalry comes to kill them, they will have to fight head-on. And around the camp, there are also horse traps, which can also give surprise damage to visiting enemies. But if Kudotai and they go to clean up the battlefield, they may have an encounter with the enemy on the grassland.

"Keep on guard!"

Until reinforcements from Cullen arrived, Duran thought it would be better for them to stay in the camp, which was not at all impregnable.

At this time, on the battlefield, there were many wounded of the Horqin tribes, a small number of them were only stunned, and most of them were injured, but if the supported people could not be treated in time, it was basically difficult to have any hope of survival.

Excessive blood loss is fatal.

Another point, because the smell of blood in the air will soon attract wolves roaming the grasslands.

The vast prairie is a good land for herdsmen to graze, but this vast grassland also feeds packs of wild wolves.

When the wolves appear on the battlefield, those soldiers who are supported are likely to be killed by the wolves.

"King Fujin of Dunjun, please, save them!"

"We're throwing in the towel!"

Urgon, who was shot by Dulan but did not die, witnessed the crushing defeat of the cavalry of the Korqin tribes. And in this fiasco, if all the clansmen on the battlefield die here, then the power of the Mongol tribes on the Horqin steppe will be weakened unprecedentedly. At that time, the surrounding tribes who have grievances against the Horqin tribes will definitely not let go of this opportunity for revenge.

Korqin, the Golden Family, cannot be exterminated in their hands.

Urgon was not hoisted at this moment, he was tied to a stake in the middle of the camp, and when he heard that Duran continued to guard the camp, regardless of the soldiers who were supported on the battlefield, Urgon could not help but cry out.

"Can you represent all the tribes of Korqin?"

Dulan glanced at Urgon coldly, and his words were not taken seriously at all.

To be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself.

If it weren't for their luck, their bodies would have been buried in the pit by now. Those Korqin cavalry were indeed pitiful, but they had nothing to do with her.

Right now, the tenth elder brother is still in a coma, if the tenth elder brother can't wake up for a long time, then she will lead the troops to level the entire Horqin grassland.

Sensei, ordinary herdsmen are innocent, and under the avalanche, not a single snowflake is innocent.

"I can!"

"King Fujin of Dunjun, I beg you!"

"Save them!"

"They are all innocent!"

"They're just doing what they're told, they don't even know who they're attacking!"

Urgon cried out hoarsely, struggling.

Dulan remained unmoved.

Even if these soldiers didn't know anything, Duran knew, and even if these soldiers knew who they were chasing, they would still do what they were told.

So, there is no innocent!