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Chapter 640: Prairie Mercenaries

The game of lighting and extinguishing fires continued like this, until the sky brightened and everyone could see the faces of their companions clearly. This cruel game ended and the loud noise of the explosive packs stopped.

Everyone finally woke up, but when they saw the battlefield camp, Old Dolan spurted out a mouthful of blood, because of his 30,000 troops, less than 5,000 could stand in the camp now, and his son did not know where he was.

He left his team at that time and died somewhere unknown.

Thirty thousand, these are the most elite warriors of my tribe, and this is half of my military strength.

It will take at least ten years for me to recover from this loss. Ten years, not to mention the Ming Dynasty, can Lin Dan Khan be able to breathe safely and allow his next generation to grow up and become warriors?

This was a disaster unique to the Doyan tribe in history.

But Duolun's disaster was not over, because just when he was about to cry, an earth-shattering cry of killing suddenly erupted from the south. He turned around and looked, on the horizon, in the morning light, countless chariots were attacking him tragically.

They came to fight from the camp. The ferocious faces of the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty and the Liao Army on the chariot, and the large prayer pole with hair characters in front of the chariot were flying arrogantly in the cold morning sun.

In front of them, more than three hundred smoky Ming troops rushed over with shouts and shouts.

Duolun sighed: "The last five thousand soldiers will no longer exist." So, under the protection of a few soldiers, Duolun grabbed a war horse without a rein and a saddle, and fled directly.

This was a hearty victory, this was a hearty massacre. In the end, Mao Wenlong showed his kindness to some extent when he felt sorry for the silver. After a burst of punches and kicks from Mao Wenlong, the soldiers finally surrendered.

He stopped and finally left three thousand prisoners in front of the businessman, well, the businessman who had now become a human trafficker.

"I'm sorry, everyone, it's a little short." There are more wolves than meat, which Mao Wenlong can clearly see: "But these three thousand are all really strong and strong. If they are brought back to the Central Plains, they will definitely be a hot commodity."

A businessman who was as fat as Maitreya Buddha pointed at Mao Wenlong's nose and angrily shouted: "Cruel, it is really too cruel. How can you kill so many people? They are all living lives."

Mao Wenlong was ashamed and dumbfounded by this businessman's kindness and anger.

"If the commander-in-chief is more merciful, how much money will we get? Your profligate behavior is simply outrageous."

Mao Wenlong breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, in the mercy of the Buddha, this guy still had a despicable heart. When he saw that this guy was the kind of person who only went to hell for money, Mao Wenlong was very pleased.

In addition to the 3,000 slaves and the bits and pieces of the war dead, Mao Wenlong's biggest gain was that he captured no less than 30,000 war horses, as well as nearly 100,000 cattle and sheep brought by Duolun to feed the army.

, this somewhat blocked the greedy mouths of those merchants.

After dividing the spoils, no, according to Mao Wenlong, it is called war dividends, Mao Wenlong seduced the merchants who were still fighting and bargaining: "Everyone, please stop fighting for these small fortunes. This time

Our army annihilated the 50,000 elites in Duolun, and the remaining elites in Duolun were sent out to meet Lin Danhan. Now not far ahead is the so-called Golden Tent in Duolun, which is almost undefended.

What was left were herds of cattle and sheep, countless herdsmen, and the gold and silver accumulated over hundreds of years. We worked harder and robbed them."

Upon hearing Mao Wenlong's introduction, everyone immediately became interested, so they all expressed that they would follow Mao Shuai's footsteps and attack Buchen.

Looking at the eager merchants, Mao Wenlong smiled. This was the effect he wanted.

The cooperation with Lin Danhan was very satisfying. I easily and smoothly defeated Duolun's main force of 50,000 people, and there was also news from Lin Danhan that they were killing the 70,000 troops that Duolun sent to stop them in full swing. Both sides used

The most primitive way is to hedge on the grassland. They are of equal strength and have the same tactics. One wants to occupy the entire Duoyan grassland, and the other wants to protect his family and clan, so they refuse to give in to each other.

The battle situation was tragic and the battle losses were huge. When Lin Dan Khan annihilated Duolun's 70,000 troops, it was estimated that Lin Dan Khan would also lose a considerable number. In this way, although Lin Dan Khan gained the Duoyan Grassland, he would also lose a lot of money.

His vitality has been severely damaged, and if he wants to regain his original strength, it will probably take another three to five years.

The northern border of the Ming Dynasty was replaced by Lin Danhan, who had lost strength and had interests connected with him. Within three to five years, the northern border of the Ming Dynasty would be stable for a period of time.

This is actually enough for me and the court to do a lot of things. Who knows what changes will happen in three to five years?

Under this situation, Duolun's so-called big tent palace now has only two to three hundred thousand herders and people left, as well as countless cattle, sheep and jewelry. However, he only has a little more than ten thousand soldiers left.

Well, facing two to three hundred thousand herdsmen, either I can't defeat them, or I can't catch them at all. When the time comes, the herdsmen will let go of their sheep, and they will suffer huge losses.

Therefore, Mao Wenlong encouraged these merchants who became more and more courageous and greedy to participate in this feast of harvesting profits, because these merchants wanted to transport more goods and survive on the war-torn grasslands.

To safely transport the acquired trophies back, each caravan has at least a hundred people as guards. Added together, there must be tens of thousands of people. This is a powerful force.

Although the caravan escorts have no military training and no experience of cooperating with each other, it would be a joke to let these ragtag groups fight a real war, but it is still useless to let them fight with the wind, intercept the old and weak herdsmen who have escaped, and capture prisoners.

The problem, of course, is that this must provide them with sufficient benefits.

So, Mao Wenlong encouraged loudly and threw out huge benefits to the temptation: "Everyone, what is before us now is the foundation of Duoyan's business for two hundred years. Now they have no ability to resist at all, they are just a

As long as we hook our fingers at the naked girls, we will get greater enjoyment than we can imagine. Therefore, I now declare that all caravans that follow me to participate in the robbery will capture captive slaves in the future.

, I will distribute 30% of the profit as a reward for his help me, and at the same time, I will distribute the seized jewelry, gold, silver, cattle, sheep and horses according to this proportion."

Looking at the merchants and the escort members whose eyes were beginning to become bloodshot but still hesitating, Mao Wenlong made a big bet again: "And for everyone who participates, I will give fifty taels of silver in labor fees, and those who die in the battle will be given one

One hundred, fifty for those who are wounded in battle, I will hire you to fight, well, you will be mercenaries."

Wow - there was a burst of wow from the huge team of merchants. This condition is too generous. Not to mention that the opposite party is just a group of old and weak women and children. Even if they die in the battle, one hundred taels of silver can be exchanged for ten years of prosperity for their family.

People like myself were originally caravan bodyguards, and they lived a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife, but they did this.

In order to obtain the three-cent profit captured, the merchants offered generous pensions and promised to treat their families favorably, which made the members of the escort team ready to give it a go.

So, driven by huge profits, a coalition of tens of thousands of merchants was immediately formed. After everyone had a delicious meal of roasted beef and sheep, everyone followed Mao Wenlong's army happily and noisily, preparing to harvest the easily available goods.
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