The battlefield was already in chaos, and drums sounded on the south bank. The Mongolians then realized that there were countless cavalry on both sides of them, like swells, and they rode their horses and charged. The cavalry penetrated deep into the side, and had already been several miles away. Except for the scattered rangers, most of the Mongolian deserters were trapped. The cavalry fired guns, swung spears or sabers, and almost no one was their united enemy. Under the scorching sun, the black and gray cavalry group roared and ran like crazy clouds, roaring with the wind and thunder, rising and falling as thousands of war horses galloped.

It is an iron helmet and refined iron armor. There are also many war horses under the body of cavalry wearing armor or single Turkic horse curtains. The cavalry group gathered together, like the lake surface reflected by the sun, with the waves shining, and like a mirror, which looked particularly eye-catching. The iron hooves stepped on the ground, people shouted, horses neighed, giant drums were like thunder, and guns roared. This scene was like an extremely heroic oil-colored ink painting, which changed the color of the world and moved the mountains and rivers. Under the sky, let alone these Mongolians who had scared their courage, who would dare to face the giant waves in front of this time?

Dozens of Taiji have already started to escape, and after discovering the cavalry, more people have fled. After Bater's death, all the Mongolians completely cut off their minds of resistance. They fought to this point and fled in a panic. Everyone's spirit and physical strength were almost exhausted.

They were hungry and exhausted, and they ran around the mountains without a queue. Tens of thousands of herders ran away in an instant. It seemed that these defeated soldiers who did not run in the queue were everywhere. They ran around the mountains and fields, whipping horses and running wildly. The horse's hooves stepped on the turf and raised the smoke and dust in the sky.

The gun cavalrymen turned around lightly and formed several semicircular arrays. The Mongolians had no intention of resisting, which allowed them to shoot calmly. After each gunshot, they were like hitting rabbits and pheasants, and they were knocking down a string of Northern Gate and falling off their horses. The Northern Gate still ran away. Then the Lancers slashed and chased and slashed and slashed the Mongolian knights who were looking dissatisfied and wanted to dodge.

The lances also used throwing weapons. This was a rare experience. They were not a training ground. However, there would not be too many dangers. Many lances were aiming calmly, calculating the wind and distance, and then threw the gun out. Then they saw the gun piercing through the human body and dropping the knight on the horse's back off the horse.

Some people also throw iron bones. This heavy throwing weapon was once a powerful weapon for Mongolian iron cavalry. On the battlefield, Mongolian cavalry used it to harvest countless lives. Now they are used by lancers to deal with these escaped enemies. The people who were hit have broken their muscles and bones, and blood is sprayed in their mouths.

There are also war horses that are hit. When they hit the war horses, they will make a bombarding sound, and then the horse will fall softly on the ground.

If it hits the head, even after a dull sound, the horse will fall down immediately, and the knight on the horse will be pressed underneath.

This continued to chase forward for more than ten miles until no one escaped.

A large number of Mongolian cavalry were trapped back again. They were so thirsty that they could not open their mouths and were exhausted. The back and forth of the horses and the very nervousness caused serious physical overdrawal. Not only could people not support them, but even the horses were sweating profusely. As they ran, the horses became weak and they fell on their knights to the ground.

Countless Mongolians were corpses in the wilderness, and most of the arrow bags on their bodies were full of arrows, and the arrows were inserted. When they were dying, these people didn't think of shooting arrows and fighting back. The three arrow bags were filled with at least 200 arrows. Now these arrows are useless.

In the area of ​​more than ten miles, human corpses and horse corpses are stacked in layers, which can be called corpses everywhere. Black blood flows on the ground and gradually immerse in the black and yellow soil. The ownerless war horses are still crying at first, but now the movement on the battlefield is less, and these war horses are beginning to scatter in groups of three or three to draft on the grassland.

The seriously injured were moaning, and the slightly injured were also wailing. Coupled with the wail of the injured war horse, the entire battlefield was like a ghost realm. Although it was summer and the sun was hot, when you were on such a battlefield, it made people feel chilled and felt extremely terrifying and panic.

More and more Mongolians were trapped, and they had about 30,000 to 40,000 people, and less than 10,000 people who died and were seriously injured in battle, but they lost all their fighting will, and the military flags were thrown to the ground casually. The Taiji people took the lead in escaping, and the generals and the people ran around like headless flies. At this time, they were surrounded by the two cavalrymen on the left and right. They actually did not realize that the cavalry surrounding them were only a few, and more cavalry continued to go north, and the cavalry interspered backwards on a large scale to expand the results of the battle. The enemies that collapsed on the battlefield did not need to leave much strength.

Several lamas recited sutras in the middle of the formation. The melodious sound of the scriptures attracted many Mongolians, first the nobles, then the armored people and herdsmen. People jumped off the horse from the horse, regardless of everything on the battlefield, walked to the lama with tears in their faces, and knelt down to listen to the lama chanting sutras, as if everything that happened now was just a nightmare.

There are more and more people from various regiments passing by the floating bridge. The Mongolian archers who have just shot archery on the river bank have either been beaten to death or have chosen to surrender. There are many corpses floating in the river. The boats downstream keep picking up the floating corpses and going ashore. If they find that they are Mongolians, they can go ashore with iron hooks, then immediately cut off their heads, pushing the corpse aside, and waiting for the baggage soldiers to do further treatment.

The river water is still red, and the entire river surface that is several miles long emits a strong and pungent smell of blood. Floating corpses keep floating down from the upper reaches. Under several floating bridges and reeds by the river, there are the most corpses from it. Many corpses are leaning down. If it is not for this scene, it is more like lying in the river swimming or playing in the water.

Many archers and herdsmen on the shore knelt down and asked for surrender. Many civilians came over the pontoon bridge. They were so angry that they were so angry that they were at least two or three hundred people when they were built. A considerable number of civilians were shot to death, and more than a thousand injured. This time, this was the most severely damaged in the battles of He Yusheng. The civilians were so angry that they began to beat the surrendered Mongolians with the bridge-building tools in their hands. The people who beat them rolled all over the ground, wailing and screaming.

When Zhang Han saw it, he ordered Zhang Yansheng to hold his own flag to cross the river and strictly order the prisoners to be abused and killed.

Zhang Yansheng held Zhang Han's military flag and ran towards the floating bridge, waving the military flag while loudly giving orders.

The beating finally stopped. Zhang Yansheng continued to pass the order forward and finally arrived at the place where the lama recited the scriptures.

After hearing the military orders he conveyed, the cavalry stopped killing. The lancers turned their guns back and beat them with long poles in a row, hitting the scattered Mongolians together, with hundreds of people, and ordered them to kneel down and wait for disposal.

Some people may have discovered the body of their relatives or Taiji, who was kneeling but started crying with their beards.

The crying infected many people. When Zhang Han and most people crossed the Xiaohei River through the floating bridge and stepped onto the battlefield on the north bank, they could still see corpses everywhere, and the crying Mongolians were shaking, making people feel sad and unbearable.

Kong Minxing also followed him. This time he could not have come, but as a literati, he also had some frontier plots. The situation of the Tang Dynasty's frontier poems in the past was never seen. He also heard that the war with Yusheng was not too tragic. This time he followed him, but this time it was a battle to cross the river mouth. From this river mouth, it was less than a hundred miles away from Qingcheng, which was closer than the Guihua Fort to the west, because it was a dignified army and intentionally made the Mongols gather troops in this front. As a result, the battle was extremely fierce, at least the process was extremely fierce.

Seeing Kong Minxing's face turned pale, Zhang Han said, "Brother, the war is fierce and dangerous, this is the norm of war."

Kong Minxing sighed: "I feel that it is enough to see this scene once in my life. It's really sad and tragic. Whether it's us or Beilu, the dead were all ten months pregnant parents who worked hard to raise them. No matter what, I can't feel happy because there are so many deaths."

Sun Jingting didn't say anything, but he nodded with a serious expression.

Li Shenming looked full of spring breeze and was full of energy. After this battle, Qingcheng, the core city of the Tumote tribe, was obtained. The area of ​​a thousand miles was really in the palm of his hand. The three divisions of Mobei had no strength. The army could control Mobei in two ways: trade and military use. Then it was trade with the Russians. The Military Office had already planned to build a large trading city along the mouth of the river near the Hanhai to Kulun. The name was called the Buy and Selling City. Many people in the Military Office felt that the name was too vulgar, but Zhang Han insisted on using this. No one had to do with Zhang Han for this little thing. The name was decided.

In history, Russians and Mongolians in the north of the Mohe also had trade exchanges, and there was indeed a trading city called the Massage City. However, based on the Mongolian trade level, this Massage City is a second-department dealer, selling a small amount of mainland goods sold from the Zhangjiakou area. Now with Heyusheng, it is estimated that the future prospects of this Massage City are very considerable, and at least it will be another Zhangjiakou, the new Zhangjiakou in the north.

With new trade routes, core ruling cities and core boundaries, 100,000 troops and a large number of Han immigrants, and with surrendering to a large number of Mongolians, He Yusheng finally had the prototype of a truly emerging country.

When Li Shenming thought of this layer, he felt aroused. When he saw tens of thousands of Mongolians kneeling down to surrender, he almost laughed out loud.

What Li Shenming considers the most now is his status. Is it Xiao He or Cao Shen?

Sometimes Li Shenming has also considered Li Shanchang, but he feels a little unlucky, so he won't really compare Li Shanchang.

No one suspects that Zhang Han will hide his bow. First of all, it is still far from real success. In addition, everyone can understand Zhang Han's personality. Everything is spoken by the system. Outside the system, even if he is furious, he will not take action to deal with others. In the system, even if he is the closest person, he will never show mercy.

Li Shenming has long restricted the people around him and never violated the rules and caused trouble for him. If something happened, he would never protect his own people to violate the laws of He Yusheng.

He is also a scholar. He knows that since ancient times, the heroes have not been able to die well. In addition to the suspicion of the master, he is arrogant and ignoring the law.
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