Chapter 964: Seducing the Enemy

A small number of light cavalry outside the Mongolian camp saw the iron cavalry rolling in the mountains under the night, and was so scared that they rushed to flee. The sound of warning horns rang out in the Oasis camp. There was a mess of war. In a sudden, five thousand iron cavalry swept over.

A light cavalry that was camping was attacked by another iron cavalry that suddenly rushed in, and was in chaos.

The moonlight was like water, and teams of iron cavalry were lying high on horses, rushing into the oasis with their guns and swords, killing people when they saw them. Soon, a sound of guns sounded, and the camp was in chaos and exploded. Mongolian soldiers were out of the tent

They rushed out and rushed to the lake to get on the horse. Beside the bonfires, the herdsmen stood up sleepily, but were shot over by cold arrows from somewhere.

Hakui and C team more than ten people were wearing leather robes, with a handkerchief around their necks, setting fires everywhere and cold arrows. More and more comrades gathered, and soon fifty or sixty people gathered.

It was like an undercurrent surging in the camp, causing trouble.

Cao Bianjiao led hundreds of personal guards to walk through the camp, one stick on the left and one stick on the right, as domineering as a dragon going out to sea. In front of him, a fire flashed, and the war horse under his crotch neighed instinctively, and the burning firelight was actually

There were several figures standing, with a white handkerchief tied around their necks, waving towards them. Cao Bianjiao knew how to swing the iron rod, hundreds of riders swarmed forward, and guided them in the chaos of horse hooves, passing through a few

The camp suddenly became clear.

There was a large camp in front of me, connected into a cowhide tent, and it was in chaos.

The woman was screaming and running around. The boy was staring at hundreds of iron cavalry rolling in, and some guards were bent their bows and arrows, trying to fight back. Cao Bianjiao was ecstatic, and he still waved his long sticks in his head.

As soon as he lowered his waist, the war horse neighed and crashed into the tent group. He caught a big fish, how could the young and energetic Cao Bianjiao let go?

Beside him, the iron cavalry rushing around him broke into the tent group, raised his gun and pointed at the figure running around. It was a gun, and then a sharp sword light lit up.

Swish!

The cowhide tent was cut by a sabre, and the figure tilted in the tent screamed in horror, but was then chopped over by the snow-bright sabre.

In the dark, Hakui was like a lurking venomous snake.

Dozens of people guided the road to the night-attacked cavalry, and drove straight into the camp of Hami King. Hakui put his finger to his mouth and whistled, turning his head back and running away without looking back. He ran away. If he died at this time

In the chaos, it was so unfair. In the darkness, forty or fifty figures fled in all directions. Those with horses ran to places with fewer people, while those without horses hid on the spot.

A quarter of an hour later, the Hami people's camp completely collapsed, and the defeated soldiers snatched the horses and began to flee in all directions.

Deep in the camp, hundreds of iron cavalry rushed straight towards the Hami King's tent. Fires soared into the sky, and there were figures running and screaming everywhere. In front of the largest tent, there were more and more guards gathered, all holding bows and shooting arrows.

There were several generals behind the bow formation shouting wildly to command the battle. The war horses cried and arrows flew everywhere. The iron cavalrymen rushing in front were tilted and fell down one after another.

The horse stumbled, and Cao Bianjiao rolled down with the sound of the neighing horse. He rolled on the ground and waved his iron rod and rushed towards the Mongolian bow formation with great strides.

Whoosh swish swish swish!

Cao Bianjiao, who was caught in several arrows, shouted violently, and swung a thirty-pound heavy iron rod into the enemy group. He shook his arms and swung it, and then screamed, and a Mongolian archer actually brought a bow with him.

He was smashed away, his tendons were broken, his bones were broken, and his body flew high, and he fell into the tent, knocking a trembling old tatar to the ground, squirting blood on his body, screaming in horror.

With another stick, the simple wooden fence was smashed and scattered by the Mongolian soldiers who were approaching him.

In the dark, Hakui took a last look at Cao Bianjiao, who was still brave and domineering, and turned his back and hugged the horse's neck to escape northwest. Soon after escaping from the camp, he left a secret note along the way, and

The comrades who ran away gathered again. At this time, the mountains and fields were covered with defeated soldiers from Hami, and no one would notice what his detailed work was doing.

It was dawn and fierce battles were in full swing.

Driven by Cao Bianjiao's elite central army, the Ming army, which was fighting on the whole line, galloping across the desert, killing the Mongols' tens of thousands of vanguards. In the melee, the Ming army gathered together and gathered to chase and kill.

Thirty miles later, they rode their horses and retreated. At noon, most of the Ming army left the battlefield. In the desert and on the oasis, there were messy corpses everywhere.

Afternoon, front line.

Cao Wenzhao personally led the troops of the rear to meet the retreat of the Ming army. The fierce war gradually subsided. Most of the Ming army retreated and did not rush to leave. He stopped in the wilderness covered with yellow sand, and light cavalry went out everywhere.

Monitoring the movements of the main force of the Mongolian army.

By the evening, a large group of cavalry appeared on the horizon.

Cao Wenzhao held up a thousand-mile mirror with expressionless face, looking at the horizon in the distance, with the inability to count the number of cavalry rolling in, crowding into a group, people rushing and undulating on the horse's back, and a large number of cavalry trampled on the yellow sand.

It seemed like a surging wave swept over. Cao Wenzhao had seen the Qiantang tide, and this scene was exactly the same as when the Qiantang tide broke out.

In the Ming army, the flags were rolled up, and the troops of various units began to retreat.

Cao Wenzhao was not in a hurry to leave, and his face was sly observed the cavalry army in the distance. It was a spectacular scene. The rows of Mongolian cavalry were unscrupulous during the march. Although the clothes were very messy, the weapons were not neat.

, the huge number is enough to make people feel distressed. Cao Wenzhao thought that three hundred years ago, was such a Mongolian army sweeping the world?

The Mongolian army was getting closer and closer, and the vanguard began to speed up the horses, and the huge cavalry group broke like a gecko. The vanguard began to charge faster, and the vanguard was still marching slowly behind, and the cavalry group was swarming in.

The rolled up yellow sand seems to cover the sky and the sun.

On one side, Cao Wenzhao's personal soldiers were sitting on pins and needles and persuaded him on the back of the horse: "Super Cao, it's time to leave."

Cao Wenzhao snorted heavily, and swung his cloak. As the commander left the Ming army's light cavalry drove horses one after another. The back team turned into front team and broke into contact with the Mongolian army. From a distance, the Ming army was fleeing, and the Mongolian army was chasing.

It is impossible to catch up with it if you are more than ten miles away.

Jiayuguan, Guancheng.

Cao Wenzhao's army withdrew, and Sun Chuanting breathed a long sigh of relief, and even showed a gentle smile, which made the personal soldiers around him stunned. Sun Chuanting restrained his smile and sent another military order, urging Cao Wenzhao to move out of the front and release him.
Chapter completed!