Chapter 957 Team C

Ma Cheng was also confident at this time that the victory and defeat had been decided. The Ming Dynasty was an organized approach to the west. The so-called military attack, spy, infiltration, strategic deception, and even a country's organizational and mobilization ability. Ma Cheng believed that it could be counted.

In the field of strategy, large-scale infiltration and investigation, comprehensive military mobilization, and all elite troops were released. The Ming Dynasty tried all its efforts to this battle.

The large-scale infiltration behind enemy lines was a move that hit the Mongols' life gate.

For a loosely organized Mongolian coalition, the news was not smooth and the opponent did not know it, which gave the Ming army the opportunity to infiltrate. Back then, the Liaodong Ming army, which was a mess, was used by Nurhaci, and he could not resist.

The strong cities were lost, and now Macheng used this trick to deal with the Mongols.

The Ming Dynasty is turning from a mess of sand to a society with strict organization and order.

Frontline, Hami area.

Uncle Tarimi turned over and got off the horse by the swamp covered with water plants. Behind him, more than a hundred light cavalry came, and in the upper reaches of this river covered with plump water plants, drinking horses in the smooth swamp, resting, and lying on his body

By the river, drink the clear river water. Uncle Tarimi happily filled the water bag and poured the cold and clear river water on his head.

Turning around and taking the fork from the horse's back, the children cheered and surrounded him. Uncle Tarimi's fork fishing skills were very clever. He narrowed his eyes and took advantage of the afterglow of the setting sun and stabbed him. He was a fat grass carp.

Then he left the water and opened his mouth wide and fluttered. Amid the cheers of the children, Uncle Tarimi showed off his skills and soon reached more than a dozen big fish.

The Junggar tribe, which had more than a hundred people, made fires and grilled fish on the edge of the swamp.

The strong men took out their bows and arrows and went to a group of wild sheep drinking water. The women untied their tents from the horse's backs and set up camps. The upper reaches of the river, on the edge of the swamp moistened by the melting water of the snow-capped mountains, was filled with peace and joy.

The children sat around the fire and drooled as the fat grilled fish drooled. Uncle Tarimi was a little hesitant, but he still took out the spices he had kept from his arms.

Carefully sprinkle sprinkles sprinkles of spices and salt on the grilled fish, and Uncle Tarimi looked at the children kindly.

This seasoning was obtained from a Ming Dynasty merchant who used two lambskins to exchange for this season. It was very delicious to grill fish, but unfortunately it was too expensive. The children used their delicate little hands to pull the steaming grilled fish.

Uncle Rimi became alert and stood up to look southeast. A team of light cavalry appeared on the edge of the swamp. More than ten cavalrymen turned over and dismounted, soothing the tired war horses.

Uncle Tarimi had good eyesight and saw the leather robes on more than ten light horsemen at a glance.

Put your fingers to your mouth and whistle, dozens of tribal warriors rushed over, dispersed, and approached the team of light cavalry alertly.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Uncle Tarimi shouted from a distance, and with a gesture, the tribe warriors all put arrows on their bows.

The more than ten riders took off their hats and responded respectfully: "Horse drinkers, respected patriarch."

Uncle Tarimi felt relieved when he heard the familiar Mongolian language. The tribal warriors put away their bows and arrows, disbanded, and went to chase the antelope in groups.

Uncle Tarimi thought for a while and sent an invitation kindly: "Hey, friend, we have delicious barbecue here. It's getting dark. You need a campsite."

Downstream, hundreds of steps away.

Hakui waved his hand with a smile on his face, but he was cursing the old guy in his heart. Is he so passionate when he met by chance? But he was helpless. He himself was a Mongolian. The Mongolians' etiquette was very thoughtful, and the old guy sent an invitation.

, He could not refuse, and could only risk getting close to the small tribe of more than a hundred people.

"Come on, respected patriarch!"

Hakui shouted loudly, with a wink. The soldiers of the third team of the Military Information System C understood and sorted out their luggage, hid their crossbow under the saddle, inserted the loaded hand gun to their waists, covered them with leather robe, and helped each other to organize them.

After I was packed, I looked happy and led my horse to the hospitality nomadic tribe. The so-called nomadic tribe goes wherever there is aquatic plants, which is very common in the upper reaches of this river.

As he approached, Hakui smiled heartily and said, "Old patriarch, where did you get the fight?"

Uncle Tarimi's face was full of passionate smiles and shouted: "I'm from Qaidam, I'm going to Hami. Where do you guys get the call?"

Hakui laughed without hesitation and said, "Those who come from Golmud are going to Hami to fight."

Uncle Tarim went all suspiciously and showed a simple smile: "That's a fellow passerby, please come and taste the delicious barbecue."

More than ten riders gradually walked in, but Uncle Tarim suddenly became alert and looked at the horse that Hakui was holding, and his smile gradually calmed down.

Hakui reacted very quickly. Seeing that the old guy changed his face, he shouted in a low voice: "Kill!"

The two powerful arrows were shot out in no particular order. At the distance of the jus steps, they hit the old man's face. With a scream of pain, Uncle Tarimi fell down.

"It's time to leave, kill!"

Hakui quickly used his feet to get the arrow, and with a low shout, more than ten riders suddenly started to kill, and they all turned over and pulled out their guns, and crossbow arrows rushed to the horses. The high-quality war horses suddenly accelerated with their outstanding explosive power, and more than ten riders were galloping.

The middle gradually dispersed, chasing those young and strong hunting in the distance. The quiet and peaceful upper reaches of the river suddenly became murderous intent. By the swamp, the old Tartars were glaring and twitching, and blood was gushing from the eye sockets of the arrows.

It flowed out and soon dyed the grass red.

Bang bang bang bang!

Hakui led more than ten cavalry to fight with less and scolded the middle, and the man rolled on the horse's back, held the horse's neck and poked his body out, and used a hand gun and crossbow arrow to fight the angry herdsmen. A round of guns and arrows

Flying across the board, the herdsmen rushed up were all dismissed. If a group of herdsmen could be the elite opponents of the Military Information Department.

clang!

Hakui inserted the shot gun into the mattress, unsheathed the saber, a cat's waist and a horse's belly, and the war horse under his crotch accelerated again, and when he passed by with the enemy cavalry, he pushed the saber horizontally, a wipe, a huge

The heads soared into the sky, and the headless corpse on the horse was straight, and was carried by the horse and ran out for more than ten steps before falling down.

"Kill them all!"

When his whereabouts were exposed, Hakui shouted anxiously. Team C, composed of Mongolians, became more and more ruthless and did not leave any survivors.

At night, in the camp.

The bonfire was burning, and Hakui, who was covered in blood, entered the camp with murderous aura.

Whoosh!

Ha Kuiwei sideways and avoids a weak soft arrow, raises his hand and a crossbow, and a young man hiding behind the tent shoots the arrow and dies dejectedly.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Arrows flew across the board, and the third team of C who were slaughtering into the camp, clearing the remains one by one tent, screaming made the upper reaches of the empty river become gloomy. Hakui slowly stepped on the arrow with his foot, and
Chapter completed!