A piece of good news was sent to He Shiyuan again, killing a thousand enemies and killing the Great Belle Daishan.

A thousand heads were also sent, as well as the head of Dai Shan, as well as the main banner of the red flag and the banner inlaid with the red flag, which is equivalent to the military flag of the army.

He Shiyuan also felt a little incredible, but the head and the military flag were placed in front of him, and he couldn't let himself not believe it.

I just wondered in my heart, I don't know how Jia Cong's kid did it?

Although the good news said that it was an ambush in advance, and gunpowder was used to frighten the opponent's war horses, and then raided.

But in the face of such a result, it still feels a little incredible.

The other generals looked at the heads one by one and were envious, these are all war exploits.

I didn't get any credit from myself and others, and this Jia boy, who just came, actually made great achievements one after another, and it was false to say that he was not jealous.

Since credit is so easy to take, can we too?

Someone proposed: "General, why don't we send troops into the grassland and get some war exploits?" ”

He Shiyuan glanced at him like a fool, and he didn't bother to take care of the goods at all.

Although Jia Cong has made a lot of contributions, He Shiyuan understands very well that it is not that simple at all, which is tantamount to taking chestnuts from the fire.

"I know that everyone is very red when they see Jia Cong's meritorious service, but how many catties and taels do you have, you should know that if you are really allowed to go to the battlefield, then what is it to make meritorious service? Or to die?

If any of you think you can, I can also send you to observe the battle between the two armies, and it is up to you whether you will live or die at that time. ”

He Shiyuan's words made the generals fall into deep thought.

If you really go to the battlefield, as long as you are discovered, it will definitely be a dead end, and the cavalry will not be able to withstand a charge, let alone make meritorious contributions.

I don't know how Jia Cong's kid did it?

I used to think that this kid was here to mix qualifications, but I didn't expect that he really had some skills, and he couldn't be convinced, and he was really a hero.

Seeing that all the generals were silent, He Shiyuan shook his head, how could he not know what kind of temperament these subordinates had.

When grabbing credit, they are happier than anyone else, and they really want to let them fight, and shrink faster than anyone else.

He picked up the brush and wrote two good news, one sent to Liaoyang and the other to the capital.

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In the barbarian camp, there was a solemnity at this time.

In the center of the old slave's big tent, there is a headless corpse, which is Dai Shan, who was beheaded by Jia Cong.

At this time, the old slave's heart was filled with grief, and the anger in his heart was even more speechless, in the grassland of Khalkha, he had already died two sons.

He wanted to slaughter all the Mongols to vent his anger.

It's just that as the head of a country, you can't do whatever you want, and recovering the Mongols is far more valuable than killing them.

"Hongtai, let's bury Dai Shanhou."

"Father Khan, is that all there is? Mang Gurtai's revenge has not been avenged, and now that the second brother has been killed again, it must not be just like that, and the thief must be repaid with blood. ”

"Yes, Great Khan, these Mongols are so hateful, I suggest that they all be killed to pay tribute to the spirit of the Great Belle in heaven."

Amin looked at the angry crowd and then at the headless corpse of Daizen on the ground, admiring the ability of his partner and becoming more confident in his next plan.

"Great Khan, the top priority is to find the murderer, avenge the great beylor, and not let the murderer go unpunished."

The old slave waved his hand, and everyone below suddenly stopped.

"I can understand everyone's feelings, it's my son who died, can I not be heartbroken? I also want to kill everyone and get out of this evil breath in my chest, but for the sake of our cause, I can't do it.

But I will not let go of the thief who killed Dai Shan, once the murderer is found, no matter who he is, I will let him know what regret is, and let him pay the price of blood. ”

At this time, the guards came in and reported: "Enlighten the Great Khan, Hetuara has a messenger, and there is an urgent matter to meet the Great Khan." ”

The old slave was stunned for a moment when he heard this, there should be nothing big in the rear, could it be that something happened in the rear?

"Pass him in."

"Yes, Great Khan."

Soon a man came in, knelt down and saluted: "The slave knocks on the Great Khan." ”

The old slave said: "Get up, what's going on in the rear?" ”

"Qi Qi Great Khan, a gang of thieves infiltrated the palace of the Great Khan, all the guards were killed, and they also stole countless treasures of the Great Khan, and the guards sent people to chase and kill, but they also returned in vain."

"Boom!"

The news hit everyone's heads like a thunderbolt from the blue.

It was their palace, and others were like no one, not only were their treasures taken away, but they were also helpless, who were they? How can you have such ability?

The old slave flipped the table even more angrily and roared angrily: "It's really too deceitful, and I'm angry with me!" ”

A mouthful of blood spurted out, the old slave rolled his eyes, and his body fell straight back.

After all, he was old, in his fifties, and two sons died one after another, and he was already grief-stricken and exhausted.

"Great Khan!"

"Father Khan!"

When everyone saw this, they were shocked, and hurriedly rushed forward to help the old slave, but fortunately they did not fall.

found a doctor with the army, and it took a lot of work to make the old slave wake up.

"The Great Khan is just angry, and there is nothing serious, but he still needs to recuperate for a period of time to recover his body, so he should not work too hard."

Hong Tai said: "Father Khan, you have also heard the doctor's words, you can rest assured to recuperate during this time, now that the Khalkha has been defeated by us, the overall situation has been decided, subdue the remnants of the Khalkha forces, and leave it to us." ”

Amin also said: "Yes, Great Khan, you still need to take care of your body, and you still need to preside over many major events in the future." ”

The old slave couldn't help sighing, hey, I'm old, plus this time, I have been stimulated one after another, and my body really can't hold it.

Fortunately, the overall situation on the Mongolian side has been decided, and it doesn't matter if you are not there, and the rest will be left to their young people.

"Amin, Hongtai obeys the order, and the matter of subduing the remnants of the Khalkha tribe will be handled by the two of you with full authority, and I will go back to Hetuara to recuperate for a while."

The two of them arched their hands and said: "Obey the orders of the Great Khan, and you will definitely not disappoint the Great Khan." ”

Three days later, five thousand bayalas escorted the old slave out of the barbarian camp and headed east to return to Hetuala.

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Jia Cong also received a message from Amin on the same day.

According to Amin, these 5,000 Bayala are the elite of the Eight Banners, all of them are one in a hundred, and each Bayala has superhuman physical strength and combat skills.

This Bayala is the strongest soldier under the command of the old slave, which can be described as the elite of the elite, and it is also a warrior who has experienced a hundred battles.

Amin knew that with Jia Cong's strength of 2,000 people, there was no chance of winning at all, and even with the help of explosives, the certainty of winning was very low, so he didn't ask for the old slave to be killed, but just let him act at the opportunity.

Jia Cong looked at the information in his hand and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

There is no doubt that the old slave's guard is very strong, although it can't be one against a hundred, but with one against ten, there is no problem at all.

Their own 100 personal soldiers may not lose to them in physical strength, but when it comes to being experienced in a hundred battles, it is far worse.

Wang Shun's 2,000 cavalry, plus Bolchi's 7,000 cavalry, a total of 9,000 cavalry, even if they sneak attack, it is estimated that they are not opponents.

Unless you find a suitable place to ambush, just like you did with Amin, let the old slave's Bayala be completely chaotic, and then let the cavalry charge, you can be sure of victory.

The price paid for the elimination of 5,000 Ba Yala is too great, and maybe half or more of the number of troops will be reduced, which is a bit more than worth the loss.

This time the old slave left alone, it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, as the emperor was hugging each other, and it was rare for him to travel alone.

If you miss this time, I don't know if there will be a chance in the future.

The old slave can be regarded as the king of a country, if he can take him, he can at least get a marquis, right?

If His Majesty is generous, there is no problem in getting a prince.

What if you take advantage of the chaos and kill the old slave and leave? Wouldn't that be better?

Seeing the change in Jia Cong's face, Qingwen couldn't help but ask, "Third Master, what are you thinking?" Did you encounter something difficult? ”

Jia Cong nodded and said: "Yes, there is one thing that I have never been able to make, if I do it, it will be of great benefit to me, but the casualties will be very large, and the current people may lose half of it, or even more, even if a few of us may have casualties." ”

Qingwen was surprised: "How can there be such a powerful person?" Is there a lot of people? ”

Jia Cong said: "If there are 5,000 people who are more powerful than my own soldiers, do you think we can win?" ”

Qingwen said: "Third master, our pro-soldiers have taken strong pills, who can compare?" ”

"The old slave's Bayala, each of them is an elite soldier who has experienced a hundred battles, one in a hundred, a total of 5,000 people, our pro-soldiers are not worse than them in terms of physical strength, and they are far worse in terms of experience, the key is that the number cannot be compared."

"Third Master, use all our grenades, can't you win against them?"

"If you can win, you can't control the casualties."

Qingwen said: "Third Master, since it is good for you, let's do it, almost all of the current manpower are Mongolians, it is impossible to follow us in the future, and after a long time, maybe they will betray the third master, so let them make a contribution to the third master." ”

Qingwen's words also woke up Jia Cong, and collecting these Mongols was originally just used as his own chess pieces, and he used them in the future, so why don't he keep them now?

Isn't it time to need them now?

"Okay, then let's do our best this time, fight, and the future of the third master will be here."

Jia Cong found Borchi and asked, "How many soldiers are there in the tribe now?" ”

Bor Equator: "Back to the general's words, in the past few days, I have collected several tribes, and if they are all withdrawn, I can put together 10,000 people." ”

Jia Cong thought for a while and said, "You immediately go and send 8,000 strong men with me, and those 2,000 people stay in the tribe." ”

"Yes, General, I'll do it."

Two hours later, an army of 10,000 men and two horses galloped eastward.

A day later, the outpost spotted the traces of the old slave army.

Jia Cong didn't rush to make a move, only let the sentry watch from afar, and watched them set up camp in the evening.

Originally, he planned to attack the old slave's camp at night, but it was too dark at night to tell who was who, so he had no choice but to cancel the plan of action and start it in the early morning.

At dawn, when people were most sleepy, Jia Cong commanded everyone to lead the war horses and carefully approach the old slave's camp step by step.

Stopped at a distance of five hundred meters, and all mounted their horses and waited for the charge.

Tie Zhu led the special combat team members, each carrying ten grenades, and quietly approached the camp.

The camp of 5,000 people is still very large, and the grenade is only more than 100 meters away, and it is generally thrown 60 or 70 meters, and the coverage distance is limited, so you can only choose a place where the tent is relatively dense.

Seeing that the east is showing the white of the fish's belly, I can vaguely see things.

As soon as the iron pillar gave the order, all the special combat team members threw the grenades in their hands to the tent inside, threw all ten grenades into it within a minute, and then led the personnel to quickly evacuate.

"Boom ······" The sound of the explosion, sounded in the silent dawn, lasted for more than a minute.

More than 300 grenades exploded one after another, causing quite a few casualties and even more movement.

Some grenades exploded in the tent, directly blowing up the sleeping people, killing and injuring a large number of people, and those who were lucky enough not to be injured didn't even have time to put on their clothes, so they ran out of the tent.

The camp was filled with gunsmoke for a while, the flames were soaring into the sky, screams, roars, one after another, and the people who came out of the tent were scurrying around like headless flies, and the camp was suddenly in chaos.

Such a big movement sounded in the camp, like thunder, and most people were directly frightened, not knowing what was going on? Some people run out with their bare butts.

When the old slave heard the explosion, his heart suddenly trembled, he knew that it was the explosion of gunpowder, and someone had attacked the camp.

When he walked out of the tent and saw the chaotic crowd, he shouted: "Don't panic, everyone, this is the explosion of gunpowder, someone is attacking the camp, everyone immediately assembles and prepares for battle." ”

As soon as the words fell, I felt the earth begin to tremble, and then the sound of "rumbling" horses' hooves suddenly sounded, getting closer and closer.

The old slave wondered in his heart, what kind of person is this who is coming to attack him? How do you know your whereabouts? Could it be a coincidence?

He didn't have too much panic, there were 5,000 bayalas there, he believed that he could defeat all opponents, even if he couldn't win, he could easily get away, he had this confidence after countless battles.

Wang Shun and Zhang Hu led five thousand cavalry, rushed into the camp like lightning, killed the crowd in chaos, and the huge impact directly knocked people away, wielding the big knife in his hand, and slashing the panicked enemy in front of him.

Under the reprimand and command of the old slave, the Bayalas calmed down and began to organize a counterattack.

Wang Shun's team rushed more than 100 meters, and gradually lost its impact, and the two sides started a scuffle.

Jia Cong watched the battlefield below through the clairvoyant mirror, the old slave's Bayala was really strong, and his cavalry lost its impact and fell into disadvantage in an instant.

If it goes on like this, it will definitely be eaten, and he turned to Bor Equator and said: "You take three thousand cavalry to raid the old slave's rear camp from the flank, and attack Wang Shun on both sides." ”

"Subordinate Order!"

Borchi, with three thousand cavalry, rushed to the old slave's camp from the flank.

The sound of "booming" horses' hooves sounded again, and Wang Shun's team was in high spirits, knowing that reinforcements were coming, and their morale was great.

Wang Shun shouted: "Brothers, our reinforcements are coming, kill me." ”

The old slave's team was a little panicked, as soon as he heard this voice, he knew that there were a lot of people, and the old slave was also a little surprised in his heart, there were actually reinforcements?

Borchi's team, taking advantage of the inertia of the war horse running, rushed into the enemy formation, and after a desperate battle, they fell into a melee again.

Jia Cong said: "Li Biao, you lead a thousand cavalry and go down to reinforce them." ”

"The last general obeys!"

Li Biao also led a thousand cavalry, instantly rushed into the enemy's camp, and after a while, he joined Bolchi to fight together.

Jia Cong had already discovered the location of the old slave, and shouted behind him: "Everyone, follow me to charge and kill the enemy, today I will kill the old slave personally, kill with me." ”