Niu Yong is worthy of being a general in the border. The place where he chose to stay was a very special flat highland. He was leeing to the sun, and there was a narrow and long valley crack on the back. There were two mountains on both sides slowly bulging. Standing on it, you could see the scene within ten miles.

The soldiers were stationed in a square flat ground with a length of nearly 60 feet wide. In the direction of the high ground, the terrain was relatively flat, which was the only defensive loophole. However, after Niu Yong put all the trucks in front, the only loophole was blocked. After all, Mongolia still mainly focused on cavalry warfare. As long as they could reduce their speed, in terms of infantry warfare, they were not necessarily comparable to the Ming soldiers.

After everything was settled, Niu Yong sent twenty soldiers, four people in groups to go to the nearest five tribes according to the map provided by Wang Weidong. The other soldiers, except for sending small groups of soldiers to find the nearest water source to supplement the loss of the road for many days, most of the remaining soldiers went to the saddle to unload the truck and rested on the spot.

The Mongolian victims who followed saw the caravan's defense, knew that they had little chance. Most of them completely gave up the idea of ​​robbing and turned around and left. But there were still only a small number of people watching from afar, waiting for the opportunity.

When night fell again, the full moon was hanging high in the sky, and the cold stars were dotted, which was very beautiful. After dinner, Zhou Xian was idle and went to look for Niu Yong. But after arriving, he found that he had summoned all the archers, as if he was ordering something. When he saw Zhou Xian coming, he was in a good mood and asked everyone to leave. He turned to Zhou Xian and said, "Brother Zhou, why are you here?"

Zhou Xian shook the sheepskin bag in his hand and said with a smile: "It's cold at night and I can't sleep. Thinking that there is still a little sour wine left here, I came to find you. By the way, where is Wang Baihu! Why didn't I see him?"

Niu Yong smiled all over his face, took it and said, "He seemed a little tired today, and this point should have been rested. This wine is good. After I go back, I will also invite you to drink the homemade spirits in Xuanfu Town."

Zhou Xian nodded and asked, "Brother Niu, what were you doing just now?"

Niu Yong smiled and pointed to the ignition lights that were lit in the distance and said, "These people have been following us like their tails, which makes them feel boring to watch. Sooner or later, it will be a trouble. Today I deliberately left several trucks of goods on the protruding place outside to attract them to the bait. This time I let them suffer some losses and taste our strength well, and then this trouble will be solved."

Zhou Xian nodded and said yes, thinking that if these people were allowed to follow, it would be really a problem if they attracted large-scale disaster victims. "Brother Niu, are everything ready?"

Niu Yong smiled and said, "Is that need to be said? Just wait to watch the show tonight!"

The night was deep, and the bitter north wind was howling, making people feel a bone-permeable chill all over their body. Zhou Xian wore a cowhide, covered his whole body, and lay on a high slope with open vision with Niu Yong. At about four o'clock in the morning, Niu Yong suddenly touched Zhou Xian, who was basically about to fall asleep, and whispered: "Here you come."

Zhou Xian was shocked all over and opened his eyes and looked down. It was pitch black in the distance and he could not see anything.

"Don't look, listen with your ears."

Zhou Xian was surprised. He listened to it. As expected, he heard the sound of footsteps in the hissing sound of the wind. Although it was very light, it was indeed different from the sound of the wind.

They were getting closer and closer, and Zhou Xian had already seen blurry figures. They were quietly approaching the vehicles protruding outside, and several of them had already started unloading the goods on them.

At this time, Niu Yong suddenly stood up, walked forward with a knife, and shouted loudly. "Brothers, I've taken it all in one go."

There was speechless around him, and he responded to a "bang" sound of string pulling. A hundred archers who had been ambushing for a long time concentrated and shot towards the cars.

Listening to the screams coming from not far away, Niu Yong laughed and shouted loudly again: "Brothers, follow me, don't let them run away."

After saying that, he jumped down from a high place with a knife and rushed to the crowd that was scattered. In the dark, countless shouts of killing sounds were suddenly remembered, and that was the archer who started charging with a knife.

Suddenly attacked, unprepared, and just got a rain of arrows. Listening to the shouts of killing from all sides, the enemy was suddenly dissipated. Those who were not caught in the arrow secretly rejoiced, and did not care about their injured comrades and fled backwards. Those who were caught in the arrows, the mildest dragged their injured bodies and moved back quickly, while those who were severe could only stay where they were waiting to die. When the disaster came, everyone would take care of their own lives.

Niu Yong rushed down from a high place, and the machete weighing more than 40 pounds quickly turned in his hands like a wind wheel. He cut over an injured Tartar and then quickly chased towards another young Tartar.

Seeing Niu Yong getting closer and closer, the man knew that he could not hide. He felt fierce in his heart and turned around and fought with the sword. But he was shorter than Niu Yong and his strength was far inferior to him. The latter swung his sword and directly pressed his scimitar to the left. Then, Niu Yong slashed upwards and cut his head directly into the sky. His movements were straightforward, without any extra. He was indeed a powerful general.

Zhou Xian was a little slow. When he arrived, there was no enemy in front of him. Only a few soldiers were still running and chasing him in the distance.

Niu Yong laughed loudly, but did not stop him. He turned around and shouted, "Don't chase the rest of the people, clean up the battlefield on the spot. We don't want to capture prisoners, and slaughter me all the Tartars who can breathe. Throw the heads to the distance to let them know how powerful we are."

There was a response around, followed by another scream. When it was dawn, all the chasing soldiers rushed back, and some of them had one or two heads in their hands. They reported to Niu Yong that the Tartars had horses and only chased and killed the few people who were running away slowly.

Niu Yong asked to a soldier who looked like a personal soldier next to him, "How many Tartars have been killed? Do you remember the contributions of the brothers clearly?"

The personal soldier patted his chest and said, "Mr. Qian, don't worry about this little thing! I have already counted it. In addition to the few heads I just brought back, there were thirty-four Tartar corpses. The brothers were seriously injured, one was slightly injured, and no one died. In addition, five horses were captured."

Niu Yong nodded and said, "It's good if no one dies. Tell the chef to stew all the remaining mutton for me. Today I want to reward my brothers."

The personal soldiers responded and turned around and ran to the distance.

After saying that, Niu Yong stepped forward and hugged Zhou Xian's shoulder and smiled, "Brother Zhou, you have never experienced such a war before! As a man, it's okay to see some blood, just get used to it."

Zhou Xian smiled faintly and said, "Brother Niu, don't worry about me. I have really experienced such things before."
Chapter completed!