After listening to Cheng Feng's analysis, Chen Kan fell into deep thought.

There are 60,000 troops of Tartars stationed in Saihan Mountain, and forcibly fighting a bloody way out of the army is also a strategy that Chen Kan and his generals have long decided.

But Cheng Feng's battle damage may also be very large, which made Chen Kan begin to doubt whether this strategy is appropriate.

After all, he came out with these soldiers for meritorious service, not to send them to death.

But, there seems to be no other choice.

Mount Saihan is a north-south mountain range, and its height is not much lower than that of Mount Kent, and Chen Kan wants to take two thousand people and one Ben Shyali who has fallen into a coma like crossing the Sambul River, which is undoubtedly a fool's dream.

It is unlikely that they will cross the Saihan Mountains, so if they want to cross the southern plains of the Saihan Mountains, which are blocked by the army of 60,000 Tartars, the only option is to storm them.

After pondering for a moment, Chen Kan's expression became more and more gloomy.

Finally, he couldn't help but turn his head to look at Cheng Feng and asked, "How much do you mean by big battle damage?" ”

Cheng Feng was silent for a moment, and then said lightly: "Conservative estimate, fifty percent of the battle losses should be a more reasonable number, after all, we only have two thousand, and our opponent, is it 60,000 people, or a complete 60,000 people, which is different from the 30,000 army of the Tartars stationed in Kent Mountain." ”

Hearing the number of fifty percent, Chen Kan's face suddenly became ugly.

Half of the battle was lost, just to bring back the living Ben Shiari, and the deal might seem good to others.

But in Chen Kan's view, it is undoubtedly a loss.

No matter how noble he is, in Chen Kan's heart, he can't compare to a single hair of his brother.

Seeing Chen Kan's face turn cold, Cheng Feng was stunned for a moment, and then Weng said: "Master Hou, as the old saying goes, mercy is not in charge of soldiers and righteousness, since we have come to the grassland, no one can think of going back alive, all the purpose is to consume the national strength of the Tartars."

Now that we have finally achieved our goal and captured the Mongol Great Khan, if we fall short, I am afraid that even if the brothers can return alive, the rest of the days will not be happy. ”

"Is there no other way?"

Chen Kan's frowning brows still hadn't been relaxed, the cost of fifty percent of the battle losses was too great, and he felt that he couldn't afford to take this responsibility.

Cheng Feng shook his head: "Relying on our strength alone, there is basically no other way, unless ......"

"Unless what?"

Chen Kan raised his head suddenly and looked at Cheng Feng with burning eyes.

Cheng Feng didn't sell Guan Zi either, and said bluntly: "Unless the Duoyan Sanwei on the opposite side can launch an attack at this time to attract the attention of the Tartar army, but ......"

But what, Cheng Feng didn't say it, but Chen Kan knew it.

Duoyan Sanwei's combat effectiveness is very strong, but without the support of the Ming Dynasty, they will definitely not take the lead in attacking Mongolia.

So this road is blocked.

Chen Kan couldn't help but sigh, but it was a pity that his blank holy decree had already been used up at the beginning.

Otherwise, even if he took the pursuers behind him to go around in circles on the grassland, he would send someone to cross the Saihan Mountain and let Duoyan Sanwei cooperate with him.

"What if we turn south?"

Chen Kan still didn't give up, and wanted to hear a different result from Cheng Feng's mouth.

Cheng Feng glanced at him, shook his head and said: "The 100,000 army of Abu only in the south is less than 500 miles away from Saihan Mountain, if we turn to the south, it is very likely to face the situation of being caught between the two armies. ”

Chen Kan also understood this truth, but when he heard Cheng Feng say it so decisively, his heart was still half cold.

Is there really no other way?

"Report!"

At this moment, a scout quickly caught up with Chen Kan's large army.

Seeing the scout's flustered face, Chen Kan's heart sank a little again, and he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

"What's wrong?"

The scout beat the horse and galloped in front of Chen Kan, and before he could even breathe, he said loudly: "Master Hou, the chasing soldiers are coming." ”

"Chasers?"

"How many people are there, and who is the leader?"

After a few breaths, the scout hurriedly replied: "At present, there are three chasing troops, which seem to belong to different generals, and the largest one is about 20,000 people. ”

Chen Kan's heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden, he didn't expect that the Tartars' pursuers would come so quickly, even if they came quickly, there were still so many people.

He continued, "How far away are the pursuers?" ”

The scout said in a deep voice, "The nearest one has approached the range of two hundred miles. ”

"How can it be so fast?"

Chen Kan exclaimed in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief.

Cheng Feng pondered for a moment and said, "Master Hou, it must have been the chasing soldiers who caught up when we made a detour to cool down Ben Shiari. ”

Chen Kan nodded slightly, and he recognized Cheng Feng's statement, when they cooled down Ben Shiyali, they did make a detour of nearly a hundred miles.

But in half a day, the pursuers approached two hundred miles, and Chen Kan still felt a little incredible, unless their whereabouts were exposed after they came out of Kent Mountain.

The generals looked at each other, obviously not expecting this result.

Now there are still three days to go from Saihan Mountain, and they are about to be made dumplings.

The current situation could no longer allow Chen Kan to continue to hesitate, he gritted his teeth, and then said in a deep voice: "Ben Hou didn't expect the chasing soldiers to come so quickly, let's attack!" ”

After making this decision, Chen Kan's spine suddenly slumped, and it seemed that this decision drained the strength of his whole body.

On the contrary, a group of generals instantly rubbed their hands, and they looked at Chen Kan without hiding the admiration in their eyes.

In their view, this military training is not so much a military training as a general training.

In this trip to the grassland, most of the senior generals have already found their position.

And now, Chen Kan has finally practiced, but the price is a bit heavy.

Of course, the heavy price is Chen Kan's own opinion, and others, including Zhou Shicheng Feng Fang Xu, don't think that such a sacrifice is worth regretting.

To exchange the lives of a thousand people for a living Ben Shyali to Daming, they felt that it was very cost-effective.

This is a collision between the values of the two worlds, Chen Kan lost, and lost completely.

The crowd began to continue on their way, and Cheng Feng began to ride on his horse and wipe the horse lance that he had not used for a long time.

The other soldiers were no exception, and they began to wipe the long knives on their waists.

The muskets were useful, but they didn't have a lot of ammunition left, and each of them was still able to get a dozen rounds of ammunition.

It was almost impossible to rely on such a few bullets to penetrate the enemy line of the 60,000-strong army, so when it came to the critical time, they had to rely on their old companions who had accompanied them for many years.

Chen Kan also took off the long knife on his waist and began to wipe it.

This is the third knife he used after coming to the Ming Dynasty, the first one was issued to him by Jinyiwei when he was in Jinyiwei, and when he was in Yunnan, he ended the life of Nanfozi with that war knife.

It was also at that time that Chen Kan first had the idea of destroying the island country.

Later, in the Longshou Pass blocking battle, the long knife was used by him to curl the blade.

When he returned, he found someone to melt the knife and make it into a second sword that came to the Ming Dynasty, and when the Oiran Conference was attacked, the knife was curled again.

This one, already the third, so far, this war knife has not drunk human blood.

After wiping the blade carefully, Chen Kan took out the tung oil and began to apply it to the blade that shimmered with cold light.

Speaking of which, the method of how to maintain weapons was taught to him by Li Jinglong when he was in Jinyiwei.

The blade of a knife coated with tung oil is not easy to stain blood when it is cut on a person's body.

Since the advent of the short gun, Chen Kan used the short gun to solve Liu Futong, and he has not used the cold weapon of the long knife again.

I don't know if he can still hack people to death now?

Anyway, it's always right to have your weapons ready first.

After wiping the long knife, Chen Kan took out a small pistol from his arms and cleaned it up.

At a critical time, this small gun is what he uses to save his life.

Ever since he provided technical support for flintlock pistols, the archers of the Ming Dynasty had gone astray, and had been studying how to make the guns smaller and more delicate, but they were unheard of Chen Kan's request for them to study the cannons.

This time when I go back, I must set things right.

Pistols or something, it's too slow to kill people, how good is the cannon, one shot goes down and kills a piece.

Even if you don't study cannons, you might as well study grenades or something.

For three days in a row, Chen Kan spent it on horseback.

Who would dare to imagine that the scrap wood Hou Ye, who was powerless back then, is now able to master the skills that a cavalryman should have.

Eating and sleeping on horseback is just a matter of leisure, jumping and changing horses to ride when the war horse is galloping, and defecating is a difficult skill.

And Chen Kan has mastered all of them.

On the third day, the majestic Saihan Mountain has come into everyone's eyes.

The majestic mountains that wind from south to north are like a lonely dragon, separating the grassland from Liaodong.

Looking north, you can't see the end, but looking south, you can see the tail of the dragon, but the tail is densely packed with Tartar camps.

The camp of 60,000 people is boundless, like a little plum blossom blooming on the grassland, stretching for dozens of miles.

Cen Gu went to the back to pay attention to the movements of the pursuers, and Cheng Feng volunteered to take over the important task of cleaning up the Tartar scouts.

This time, he finally didn't make any more moths, and he has been diligently cleaning up the scouts that the Tartars have placed on the periphery.

Thanks to Cheng Feng's strong force, Chen Kan has been leading the Ming soldiers under his command to touch the 100-mile range of the Saihan Mountain camp without being discovered by the Tartar scouts.

At this moment, the Tartars of Saihan Mountain did not know the news of the fire in Kent Mountain, which created good conditions for Chen Kan and them to storm the camp.

Otherwise, if these Tartars knew that Ben Shyali was in the hands of Chen Kan, then they would definitely attack this small Ming army in a frenzied manner.