The Mongolians on the front immediately dispersed and moved backwards. The Mongolian cavalry on both wings rushed up, circled around the heavy cavalry like a lantern. Arrows like rain shot on the heavy cavalry, and were shot on the withered grass. Although the cavalry could not injure the heavy cavalry, the Mongolian cavalry's move consumed the physical strength of the heavy cavalry. Hundreds of years ago, the Mongolian cavalry swept across the Eurasian continent, and used this move to exhaust the horsepower of the opponent's heavy cavalry, and then used their own heavy cavalry to attack and defeat the opponent in one fell swoop.

Although the current Korchin Mongolian cavalry does not have heavy cavalry, once the heavy cavalry of the Ming army exhausts its horsepower, the Mongolians can only slaughter the heavy cavalry that can no longer move with the impact of the war horses.

The heavy cavalry of the Ming army and the heavy cavalry of the Chahar were not arched by the Korqin light cavalry. The heavy cavalry of the Chahar were all carrying strong bows and counterattacked with bows and arrows from time to time. The Mongols who surrounded him like a lantern were shot down one after another. The archers and three-eyed gun heavy cavalry of the Ming army fought back from time to time. The smoke of gunpowder was filled with arrows and bullets flying everywhere, and the Korqin people were successively caught.

However, Man Zhu Xili discovered that the Ming army heavy cavalry in front of him were still very powerful, so he gave up the attack and turned around and retreated.

The Chahar light cavalry turned around and rushed over, and rushed backwards with one round after another, forcing the Korchin light cavalry on both wings, allowing the Ming army's heavy cavalry and the Chahar heavy cavalry to escape from the enemy.

"Hurry, change the horse!" Han Dashan shouted.

The heavy cavalry of the Ming army also had three horses. When they were fighting, they rode Hequ horses, Wuzhumuqin horses, Dayuan horses, and Arab horses. When they marched, they rode Mongolian horses. After the heavy cavalry left the Qing army, they immediately dismounted and replaced them with spare Mongolian horses. The large war horses with only the vests were left to reduce their loads and their speed suddenly accelerated. The heavy cavalry who changed their horses rode on the short Mongolian horses, and the heavy weapons were placed on the back of another Mongolian horse. The heavy cavalry with the weight was not slower than that of the light cavalry.

"Order our people to escape!" Ezhe ordered his personal soldiers to pass the order.

Flags were waving, and flags of various colors danced. The Chahar cavalry who were riding and shooting to force the Korqin people to retreat immediately turned around and retreated.

The Chahar people's retreat was orderly. The Chahar light cavalry, who had just completed the replacement of horses under the cover of heavy cavalry, had sufficient horsepower. While galloping, they also shot arrows back from time to time, allowing the Korqin people who were chasing themselves to continue to fall into the arms of Changshengtian.

"Prince, we have lost more than 2,000 people, are we still chasing us?" Hubiltu stepped forward and asked.

"Chasing! Of course I have to chase! Otherwise, the more than 2,000 warriors that I Korqin lost would be sacrificed in vain? As long as I catch or kill Ezhe, even if I lose another 5,000 people, it would be worth it!" Man Zhu Xili shouted loudly.

If the Chahar tribe could be destroyed in one battle, the losses of the Korqin people would not matter. Huang Taiji would definitely add manpower to the Korqin tribe. At that time, the Chahar captives and Tumote captives would be assigned to the Korqin tribe, and they would also obtain a large number of gold, silver, treasures, cattle, sheep, slaves and women.

Although they were chasing all the way, some people were constantly shot off the horse by the Chahars using Manguda tactics, the Korqin people, who were eager to make contributions, were chasing them closely, just like dog skin plaster, sticking to the Chahars tightly.

"That's Ezhe's central army banner! Chase over there!" someone shouted.

"Catch up! Capture Ezhe alive!" Manzhu Xili shouted at the golden flag in front of him.

The Mongols of Korqin rushed to chase after the horses and rushed over a yellow grassland. No one noticed that there were piles of hay on the ground.

Under the cover of the Chahar people, Han Dashan and others who had retreated to the fire position in advance had already dismounted. Looking at the Mongolian Eight Banners Cavalry rushing over from a distance, Han Dashan made people open the fire pot and blew a breath, and the flames ignited.

"Light!" Han Dashan ordered.

More than a hundred Ye Bu Shu held bows and arrows, and several soldiers held torches in their hands and lit rockets.

When he didn't stop his fingers, the rockets were like fire-rain meteors, piercing on the piles of hay piles piled up on the grassland. Before the Qing soldiers could react, dozens of flames had already burned. It was the northwest wind season that the Ming army was at the upper wind position and released rockets. The wind helped the fire. Almost in the blink of an eye, a fire dragon appeared in front of the Korqin people with hideous heat, swam with its body, like a snowball. The fire dragon's body grew longer and longer, spreading its teeth and claws, and pounced on the Korqin people chasing him.

The power of nature is not something that human power can resist. Seeing the fire suddenly rising in the grassland in front of you, tens of thousands of Korqin people were all in a mess, turning their horses' heads, turning around and running back.

The Mongolian grasslands in the middle of winter are because there are the Loess Plateau in the south and the Liupan Mountains, Baiyu Mountain, Laoshan, Ziwuling, Huanglong Mountain and other mountains block the southeast wind from the southeast coast. To the north is a flat grassland, and the northwest wind from Siberia is driving straight into the sky. Therefore, the wind direction of the Mongolian grasslands in winter is very stable, and there are few changes in the wind direction. The Ming army set fire at the upper wind, and the Korqin people at the lower wind are only one way to escape.

The northwest wind is strong. When the strong wind blows, the fire spreads faster than the speed of a war horse running. More than 500 Korqin people who were behind were caught up by the flames and were swallowed by the fire.

In the raging fire, the Korqin people who were caught up with the fire cried in despair and rolled around the ground, but any struggle was futile. Soon they were even burned to death with their men and horses.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" Man Zhu Xili shouted anxiously.

At this time, I can’t take care of anything. Don’t talk about catching Ezhe. How many of my 30,000 people can run out? Don’t spend your life here.

Man Zhu Xili waved the whip again and again, whipping it hard on the horse's butt, squeezing out all the energy of the war horse under his crotch. While running, he turned his head from time to time to see how far the flame was from him. Even if the helmet ran away, he would not dare to get off the horse and pick it up, for fear that he would be caught by the fire when he moved slowly.

"The Korqin people were defeated! The Korqin people were defeated!" Thunderous cheers erupted from the Chahar cavalry crowd.

"Kill!" Ezhe pulled out the golden sword and pointed to the place where the flames rose in front.

The Chahar people followed the fire and chased the Korqin people in front. After the fire burned, the ground was left dark and nothing could be burned. Tens of thousands of horses trampled on the hot land that had not yet subsided. They followed the fire and chased the retreating Korqin people.

The wind weakened a little, and the flames were chasing slightly slower, which made the running Manzhu Xili and Korqin people take a breath.

"Prince, the wind comes from the northwest. The Chahars set fires on our west side. We can run north, and the north side is also the upper wind. If we run north across the Yellow River, we will be safe." Lamuxi stepped forward and offered advice.

Man Zhu Xili nodded, turned to the personal soldiers and ordered: "Send the order and retreat north immediately!"

The Eight Banners of Mongolia ran north desperately, but the fire came from the west and ran north, which happened to form a right angle with the fire. If you could not run to the bank of the Yellow River before the fire was consumed, you would be ruthlessly swallowed by the flames.

The Korqin people ran desperately, and the flames that were catching up from the side continued to swallow the Eight Banners soldiers on the edge of the fire. The fire was like a wave, from far to near, and from the side, without revealing an inch of space. As long as it was swallowed by the flames, no one could find a way out of the fire.

The rolling smoke blew up with the wind. The danger of the smoke was no less than that of the flames. Many Korqin people were already caught off guard by smoke. Some were directly smoked to death, and some were flooded by the sea of ​​fire after being smoked.
Chapter completed!