When the cavalry of Dajue Shang regiment gathered again and waved their sharp sabers to charge forward, they could hardly believe their eyes.

What a tragic scene this is, a cavalry less than 200 cavalry retaliated against the death of 3,000 people!

"Kill them." The brainmad, who came back to his senses, shouted in anger: "Let them know what the consequences of insulting the Chahars, and make them bleed all over their bodies and die!"

The Mongolians have very little vocabulary to curse people. Two shepherds quarreled, and the most powerful word is: make you bleed all over your body and die.

Another person said: You are simply unworthy of being a Mongolian.

Having said that, it was a fight from the flesh.

My brain is so angry that I am so angry!

Of course he would not be moved by the turn of the cavalry of the Shang regiment. This Northern Territory Xiang Zhixie was the descendant of Genghis Khan, the most noble person. The word Taiji is a homonym for "Prince" on the Ming Dynasty. It used to refer to Mongolian nobles with the blood of the Golden Family, but now the leaders of many tribes are called Taiji, regardless of whether they have Genghis Khan's blood or not. The Khans and Taiji of the Chahar tribe are the descendants of the truly noble bloodline. This bloodline was completely eliminated in the Qing Dynasty. Later generations believed that the destruction of the Canyuan Yuan was not considered the demise of Mongolia, and the end of Chahar was the complete extinction of the grassland empire established by Temujin.

A nobleman from the big grassland now felt completely offended. His anger made him look so angry that he didn't think about the rest of the matter. He just wanted to quickly kill all these extremely stubborn and bold enemies.

The Chahar cavalry also made horrifying shouts, and more than 3,000 cavalry formed a head-on formation. The wide-range cavalry ran into a semicircle, which was a standard assault formation. At this time, the Mongols did not consider their small tricks, scattered the queues, lengthened the depth, and flanked cut-cut archery-style attack methods. These were all abandoned. They only wanted to fight head-on, for tooth and for blood.

At the last moment, the sound of horse hooves and the horns rang out.

Under the dark sky, the black cloud-like cavalry seemed to be the evil ghost in hell, and suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

His brain hair was so big that he opened his mouth and felt his tongue sticking to his upper jaw. His mouth was dry and he didn't know what to say for a while, let alone what kind of reaction he would do.

"Retrace, retreat!"

Almost without waiting for the orders of the brain-haired command, all the generals of Xiaotaiji and Chahar issued the orders at the same time.

At this time, no one thought about going to the Chechen Khan tribe to take a break, take a good rest and replenish supplies. The demonic army in front of him was exactly the same as the cavalry of the more than 200 Shang regiments that had been pursued before. At this time, there were more than a thousand people. The light from the breastplate was connected together, and the whiteness of the snow was shining, almost blinding people's eyes.

Under such military appearance, there are also many forest-like muskets, and the muzzles are pointed at this side.

The array was neatly arranged, and the three rows of cavalry arrays were long, a very long horizontal formation, pointing to the Mongolian semicircular formation.

In this case, the Chahar people were both brave and had no courage or plan to fight.

The cavalry team was in chaos, and some people's horses were quickly. Inertia continued to move forward with panic herders, while others pushed their horses backwards and rushed to the people and horses that continued to rush forward. Countless people collided, and the people and horses fell on the snow, splashing large snowflakes.

The gunshots rang.

Due to the sudden attack, most of the Chahar Mongols could not turn immediately. When they approached 60 steps, both sides used long-range weapons to attack the other side, with bows and arrows on one side and muskets on the other.

The erratic bows and arrows were very lethal to the cavalry wearing breastplate. Only a few people were shot off the horses of the long cavalry squadron. Some of the cavalry's horses were shot, and they rolled on the snow with their horses.

There were soon some soldiers and horses who died in battle on the ground, and blood was like blooming flowers.

More fallen are shepherds, herders in groups or their war horses are knocked over by muskets.

The effective shooting range of the musket is similar to that of the Mongols riding bows, but the more powerful it is, the closer the distance, the greater the loss the Mongols suffer, and a large number of shepherds were knocked down from the horse.

There were bloody herders everywhere, and the yelling war horses lying on the ground. The injured herder rolled in the snow and crawled desperately to the back, but they were soon trampled to death by the war horses of their companions who were desperately fleeing back.

There were crying, begging for mercy, rude shouting, sounds, sounds of bowstrings, and sounds of fire from muskets everywhere.

After the tricycle cavalry gun was killed, all the cavalry drew out their sabers!

Lin Nanxing and others had already cut into the chaotic Mongolian cavalry team like sharp long swords!

Wherever the sword is, the enemy is invincible!

More than a thousand people followed closely and cut the array of cavalry opposite like tofu.

Countless herders collapsed and fled in scattered places. The leaders ran away first and had already run far away.

The gun cavalry were chasing behind, but most of the Mongolian herders were light-fitting and cavalry wearing thick breastplates could not pursue them for a long distance, and soon lost the traces of these Chahars.

The snowy wilderness was covered with blood. At least about 300 Chahar people fell to the ground, and some injured were not dead. They were severely damaged in such weather. It was only a matter of time before their deaths were done.

Wang Jingzhong ordered the cavalry to dismount and send the injured Chahar people for a journey.

The cavalry dismounted one after another, with a calm and casual expression, as if they were walking in the garden.

The cavalry rudely beat the shepherd's hats, revealing their bare heads and braids, then grabbed the braids and chopped them up with a saber.

The shepherds all know that they will inevitably be unlucky. In such a snowy field, even if the other party wants to save people, they will not be able to save them. Struggle only increases their own pain. If these people are angry, throwing them, the most cruel revenge is to leave them, in the snow. They will be unable to act due to pain, and will slowly die of cold and hunger in the severe cold and hunger, full of despair and pain before death.

All the shepherds obediently lowered their heads, exposed their necks, and then their heads were cut off, and blood surged.

Most of the shepherds chant the Buddha's name, most of them died calmly.

These shepherds who believed in the Yellow Sect were indeed much less likely to be more indifferent to life and death than ordinary people.

The battlefield was cleaned soon, and the undead war horses were gathered together, with some food, pretty exquisite weapons, and Mianjia.

No one went to search for the shepherd's robes. These guys were so poor that they felt sad. Searching for them was like snatching things from the beggar's arms, and the cavalry of the merchant regiment could not do so.

The entire brigade of soldiers quickly gathered together, but the cordon was left on the periphery as usual.

Everyone slowly met with the gun cavalry who had just counterattacked.

The entire brigade of gun cavalry was filled with respect in their eyes.

Wang Jingzhong saluted Lin Nanxing first. He saw the thin and fair young squadron leader rushing towards the enemy formation first. Although the official positions of the two sides were far apart, Wang Jingzhong was the first to salute the young officer.

During the attack just now, nearly forty soldiers fell off their war horses. After all, they rushed into the enemy formation first. Lin Nanxing felt extremely sad, but he still saluted Wang Jingzhong with a gratitude on his face.

"Thank you, Lord Commander!"

Lin Nanxing said loudly: "If the Lord had not led his troops to arrive, all the subordinates and subordinates must be killed in battle. If you do not thank the great kindness, the First Company of the Thirteen Mountains of the Gun Cavalry will always remember it in your heart."

Ma Wu was the deputy commander of the brigade, but only one company was built by the gun cavalry of Shisanshan. Lin Nanxing, Xu Zhen and others were just squadron leaders. Their positions were far inferior to Wang Jingzhong.

Wang Jingzhong said: "It's all He Yusheng's gun cavalry, it's too indifferent to say such things. Moreover, we are one step late after all, and you have died a lot of brothers."

A deputy commander of a brigade said: "We have tried our best and have not stopped searching along the way."

Another battalion commander said, "This is also God's will. If the Lord had not led us to Mobei, how could this brother and his subordinates meet us?"

"A great blessing in misfortune."

Wang Jingzhong didn't say anything. He knew that his subordinates were covering up, but he had no intention of stopping him.

When he returned to the camp, Lin Nanxing was obviously in trouble, but there was no time to speak at this time. A large number of wounded people needed treatment. Ma Wu, Xu Zhen and others were either seriously ill or injured. The military doctors in the camp were busy. Ordinary tents could not accommodate so many injuries, and there was not enough space to raise fire and boil water. Later, even Wang Jingzhong's tent was given out for use by Ma Wu and others.

Everyone knew in their hearts that this rescue had made a good relationship. Ma Wu and others had such an experience of fighting thousands of miles. It would be a matter of time before they could be used to it in the future. A tent was nothing.

After dark, the camp was filled with the smell of boiling water and boiling medicine. Ordinary cavalry were exhausted and squeezed into the tent and went to bed early, with snoring everywhere.

The loudest ones were of course the cavalry from Thirteen Mountains. This time they were rescued was a complete surprise. Even they themselves did not expect that at the source of the Kluron River, there were actually gun cavalry moving very close to Kulun. If it weren't for rescue, no one would be confident that they would survive such a tragic pursuit.

Military judge Li Shaochuan hurried into a tent, and after entering, he clasped his fists and bowed.

Wang Jingzhong sat cross-legged in the middle and nodded slightly.

Deputy Commander Liu Jingrong said affectionately: "Shaochuan, sit down and talk."

Military judges have always been rejected in the camp. Even if everyone dares not make things difficult for them, no one will make friends with military judges. This attitude made Li Shaochuan a little flattered.

The other officers were also very intimate. Li Shaochuan pondered for a moment, but did not sit down, but said, "You have anything to say, just say it."

"Very good." Liu Jingrong's attitude became serious. He said righteously: "Shaochuan, our rescue this time was actually successful. It did not violate military orders in advance, nor did it cause any bad consequences. But after all, it would damage the name of the elite team of our First Gun Cavalry Regiment. So when we reported to the upper hand, we only said that half of the camp was camping in advance, and the other half of the company was ordered to continue searching and advance. After the enemy situation was revealed, the entire regiment mobilized and immediately attacked, successfully rescued the brothers of Thirteen Mountains. Do you think this is the deputy signing?"
Chapter completed!