Five thousand households, five large square formations, and five thousand cavalry guarding the two wings.

Fang Xing looked at the Oirats rushing towards him and sneered: "Twenty thousand people, under the attack from front and back, they couldn't hold on for long. He sent an order to target Tuohuan and the group of Halie people in this battle."

The group of unlucky Halie people were attacked by Tuohuan. They were all Oirats in front, behind and on the left and right. They would be knocked away if they ran around, and they felt extremely miserable.

"ignition!"

The shelling began and the flesh and blood channel reappeared.

"volley!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

Zana followed Tuohuan tightly, and as the formation ahead was hit by iron bullets, he felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

But Tuohuan pursed her lips tightly, her eyes were full of coldness, and she kept urging her subordinates to accelerate.

The platoons, shotguns, and the pursuers behind also came up. The Ming troops rode on horseback and raised their guns to shoot, and then the Tatars took the opportunity to cover up and kill them.

When Tuohuan was empty in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, then waved his knife and roared: "Chorus, Tuohuan is here, just wake up, come!"

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

No one cares who their enemies are, they only know that the mechanical fires the gun with the whistle and then rotates.

Tuohuan shook on the horse's back for a moment, pricked him up and helped him. He saw a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth, then closed his eyes and never opened them again.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

After another raft, he was shot and hit a two-bomb. He fell down on the horse, lay on the grass, looked at the blue sky, and remembered Qiqige at home, and the children...

"Click!"

A horse's hoof ended his life and his longing.

"The Grand Master is dead! The Grand Master is dead!"

The panic shouts caused the Oirats to collapse and then began to flee in all directions.

"Chasing, remember to take down those Halie people first."

Fang Xing ordered, and then walked to Tuohuan's body accompanied by his servants.

The chest and abdomen of the corpse were deformed by horse hooves. Because there was armor, it was not trampled.

Tuohuan's head was miraculously not damaged, and his eyes lost their coldness, staring at the sky blankly and blankly.

“It’s a good day today.”

Fang Xing stood up and said, "Let's Zhujingguan later, put Tuohuan's head on top, and Yan Niang's stone tablet... Let her take a look."

The carriage came up with the stone tablet, and there were defeated soldiers and pursuers everywhere in the distance. Fang Xing shook his head and walked on the battlefield with his hands behind his back.

Atai came, followed by a group of pale but flattering nobles.

"Xinghe Bo, you have a great victory!"

At the sight of Atai's joy, Fang Xing nodded: "The Tatar tribe has made a lot of efforts in this battle, and I will report it later. I think that according to the rule that Your Majesty will reward you for your contribution, the Tatar tribe will not be able to make any mistakes in the future."

There were not enough cavalry, which was Fang Xing’s biggest weakness, so he used both kindness and power to suppress the Tatar tribe and obtained a lot of Tatar cavalry.

Atai wanted to be modest, but Fang Xing smiled and said, "Since it's a family, I won't say the two families. Those who have made contributions in this battle will turn back and report it to King Ning. My uncle will send it to Peking together."

Atai smiled, and then walked side by side with Fang Xing on the battlefield.

"Xinghebo, what should I do with the Oirat people on Yehuling?"

"The Xuanfu wants to make meritorious service, but those two thousand people probably no longer exist."

"Then Tuohuan should count it. Is he taking a gamble?"

"Yes, he has no way out, and he has to swallow the cause and effect he has planted, otherwise the world will be of no place to live."

Atai sighed and said, "Yes! This is the grassland. Countless people have been glorious for a while, but once they are in a downturn, they are worse than dogs. They are hard to move forward. Life is worse than death!"

"Brother, Jingguanshi has been prepared."

Fang woke up and took a look.

It's still one eye, narrow eyes, looking at the world coldly.

"good!"

Fang Xing stood up, walked to the side of the carriage and touched the mottled stone tablet, and whispered: "The Oirat no longer exists. The remaining people will be a dog of a family, no one will take in it, and no one dares to take it in. The army is about to raid the Oirat headquarters. Yan Niang, you can take a look, and go after you finish reading..."

Turning back, Fang Xing ordered: "Sun Yue's tribe, and... King He Ning sent out 10,000 cavalry to sweep away the headquarters of the Oirat people and bring them all."

This was a beautiful miss, and the Tatars cheered and began to compete for the quota.

Atai has never been so happy. Those nobles surrounded him and asked to bring his own people with him.

"So quickly, otherwise you will be able to get nothing when the defeated soldiers return."

Fang Xing did not have the joy of winning. He ended the quarrel between the nobles in casual words, and then ordered Xiaodao to drive the carriage to follow him.

Those nobles were silent. This man was really vengeful!

If these people were in charge of the Ming Dynasty's external affairs, they would probably be trembling if the neighboring countries of the Ming Dynasty were trembling.

In order to keep up with the speed of the cavalry, Atai wisely contributed several good horses and replaced them along the way.

The cavalry left with a gust of wind, and Jingguan was fine.

Fang Xing glanced at the head at the top and said with satisfaction: "The craftsmanship is good."

The autumn wind is bleak, and the huge Jingguan stands on the grassland, looking like a small hill.

"Do you still want to shepherd the sheep?"

Fang Xing turned around and asked.

Atai smiled and said, "Xiao Wang wants to go to Peking the most. I think His Majesty will give him a house. In the future, I will come to wander around and occasionally go to the palace to see the world. Such a life is what Xiao Wang wants."

A Tai wisely avoided Fang Xing’s problem, and the nobles all looked happy.

If Atai quits, there must be someone who will take charge of the Tatar tribe. If there is no prestige, it will not work, so the candidates will inevitably be among these nobles.

Fang Xing glanced at the appearance of sentient beings and said, "The Ming Dynasty will not give up on the grassland, and will continue to expand in the future. The Tatar tribe... No, it will be the Tatar tribe of the Ming Dynasty. Grazing well, there will be merchants to buy your cattle, horses and sheep. In the future, there will be Han people going out to the frontier. Everyone is a family, let’s manage this grassland together and live a good life together..."

Atai was stunned and then whispered: "Xinghe Bo, Xiao Wang stays here again... isn't it appropriate?"

Fang Xing shook his head and said, "You happen to be the most appropriate one. If you don't believe it, look at those people, with a smile on their faces, but you don't know what your mind is changing. With King Ning, the Ming Dynasty needs to slowly integrate into this grassland. If you do it well, it will be of great merit and great benefit to your descendants."

A Tai was a little cautious in his work. Fang Xing thought that such a candidate was the most suitable. He wrote all the memorials and would then send them to Peking with the report of the war.

"Xinghe Bo..."

Atai was a little moved. He thought that his second half of his life would be spent in a mansion in Peking, and his descendants would be like this, that is, wealthy and idle people.

Fang Xing encouraged: "Those who are loyal to the Ming Dynasty and those who are loyal to Your Majesty will not forget, Your Majesty will not forget, if you do it well, your Bo's memorial will be sent to Peiping immediately. I believe Your Majesty will also agree with Your Majesty."

Atai bowed silently. According to the rules on the grassland, the Ming Dynasty had completed the conquest at this time, so he, the Tatar king, would naturally die for no reason.

Since Fang Xing takes care of him like this, then...

In fact, misunderstandings are often caused by unilateral speculation. For example, A Tai, he unilaterally speculates his intentions and then feels that he should repay this 'ally', so he warns his son when he goes back, this...
Chapter completed!