Tsutaji took nearly 3,000 soldiers with lure soldiers. If he just ran away, when the Later Jin Light Cavalry found that he could not catch up, he would return immediately. At that time, Zhou Xian and his 1,000 follow-up army would face danger. If he resisted on the spot, he would probably not be the opponent of the Later Jin Light Cavalry who followed him.

Therefore, this tightness and looseness became particularly important. The Mongolians were good at shooting arrows, surrounding the surroundings with a ranger, shooting and retreating, and continuously delaying the pursuit speed of the Later Jin Light Cavalry. The Later Jin Light Cavalry led his bow to counterattack, chasing him all the way, and continued to move forward with the huge flag of the siege.

The two sides fought and gradually moved away. From time to time, someone was shot and screamed one after another. The team fell off the horse, and countless people were injured and injured by arrows.

Niu Yong saw that the cavalry had reached ten miles away, and the escort brigade that came in sequence later also saw him. He looked at Zhou Xian, then looked at Mount Tuer, and whispered: "Little Prince, I will leave this forward's responsibility to you."

Tuershan nodded and dedicated to Niu Yong: "Mr. Niu Qian, this time Tuershan will give you his life and the future of Mongolia. I hope you can follow the agreement and live up to the promise."

Niu Yong smiled and said, "Don't worry, this is also a big deal for my Ming Dynasty. At least before things can be done, I will do my best to help you rescue Prince Abnai."

Turshan clasped his fists to thank him, then led his horse to stand up and let out a wolf-like roar. The Mongolian knights behind him stood up and howled. The direction pointed by the battle flag was the guardian team where Abnay was. Four hundred heroes were like wolves and tigers. With the help of the height advantage, the horse under his crotch was galloping down.

The melodious sound of cow horns sounded, two long and one short, which was a signal of the defense of the Later Jin army.

Sahalian listened to the sound of the horns and smiled. He finished the last sip of hot milk tea in the bowl. He said to a handsome woman next to him: "Mrs. Nambangang, don't panic, you are just a few stray dogs. You can stay here, I'll go out to see the situation. After they are cleaned up, we will continue on our way."

The handsome woman smiled with her eyes and said softly: "I am a woman with a narrow vision and should follow the orders of San Beile in everything."

Sahalian smiled, and stopped talking, and pushed the curtain out. Standing at the horizontal railing of the carriage, looking into the distance, Meng Qiaofang had already sorted out the queue, the horses lined up outside, followed by the infantry, and the innermost were layers of archers. He smiled with satisfaction and sighed inwardly: "This time, I'll look at the siege map, where are you running away this time?"

Seeing Sahalian leave, the smile on the handsome woman's face disappeared. She was Lin Danhan's first wife and the most respected one among the eight concubines. Today, she has become a prisoner. This gap in identity cannot be taken by anyone. There is some confusion, ethereality, and a different kind of beauty in her eyes.

The years left few marks on her face, but the slight crow's feet at the corners of her eyes also indicate the passing of time. She is twenty-eight years old this year, and it has been twelve years since she was sixteen. She slowly raised the bronze mirror, looked at herself in the mirror, and smiled brightly.

The baby on the left cried, and her face moved slightly, and she reached out to pick up the baby. It was strange that the baby who was still crying stopped crying as soon as she put it in her arms. She smiled slightly, reached out and stroked the baby's small face and said, "Abnay, my mother will protect you no matter what. We must live, no matter what."

Under the leadership of Turshan, the four hundred Mongolian heroes were in a strict queue, using a cascading style, and gradually advanced forward. With nearly a hundred iron armored guards as the vanguards, the iron armored steel swords were facing forward. The bows and arrows fell like rain, falling on the armor and crackled. Although there were many injured, few fatal ones were deadly. This was the first wave of attacks.

Then for the second wave, two hundred strong men held long spears and were wearing leather armor, fifty steps away from the first wave. Following the iron armor guards, after breaking through the enemy formation in front, they were the main force for the subsequent advance. The last hundred men also had leather armor, but they were also scimitars at the waist and strong bows in their hands. They were wandering outside, and the bow arrows in their hands were constantly activated, and they specifically picked up the gathering places of the Later Jin cavalry to shoot.

More than 1,500 elite Later Jin soldiers were several times higher than the 400 cavalry led by Mount Tuer. But Mount Tuer attacked one of them, while the Later Jin defended and guarded the four sides. For a moment, Mount Tuer really put a lot of pressure on them. After the iron armored guards met with the first layer of Later Jin cavalry, they broke through and left.

When the second floor saw the enemy coming, the tunic soldiers raised their guns to the enemy. The horses neighed and blood splashed, and all the iron armored guards in the front floor fell off their horses without exception. The knights landed on the ground, waved their swords, and tried their best to kill a road. The subsequent cavalry continued to move forward, wielded the steel swords, and the steed cavalry rushed from all directions, step by step towards the middle of the military formation.

Meng Qiaofang ordered people to wave the flag, and the cavalry of the Later Jin on both sides gathered in the middle to completely block the four hundred enemy troops' return. They attacked from all directions, with arrows on their heads constantly. They cut guns, pricks, arrows, crossbows, and arrows. Four hundred people were injured and dropped from time to time. The casualties were increasing step by step, and they were about to fall into a desperate situation.

The horn tweeted, Niu Yong shook his neck and shouted in a deep voice: "Brothers, it's time for us to attack." He turned over the horse, and the three hundred soldiers rushed forward again, and the direction was exactly where he had just been blocked by the Later Jin Jingqi.

Meng Qiaofang's face changed slightly, but she was still very confident in her heart. She ordered people to wave the flag and some light cavalry forward to stop Niu Yong's 300 soldiers. At the same time, she ordered others to speed up the encirclement and suppression of 400 people, including the culprit, and then deal with the outside world after a complete internal disaster. More than 1,500 soldiers were significantly more than the enemy. The longer the time was delayed, the more beneficial it would be to him.

Suddenly, a rain of arrows passed by, and the Later Jin cavalry who were charging out were shot out of the blue. Dozens of people were shot down, and the remaining people stopped their horses and stopped, dispersed and continued to move forward.

Niu Yong rode on the horse, looked back and looked forward with a smile on his face, and continued to move forward. Zhou Xian's 300 people had also been killed. They had strong bows in their hands, just to protect Niu Yong and others into the battle formation.

Niu Yong and the cavalry of the Later Jin Dynasty met, and there were not many people coming to stop Niu Yong and the others. In addition, Zhou Xian's arrows cleared out some of the people, and the number of people was even smaller at this time. Where were they Niu Yong and the others? At the scimitar, they rushed past easily and rushed straight into the battle between the Later Jin Dynasty.

Some surrounded Tuershan forward, while others resisted Niu Yong backward. For a moment, the Later Jin army formation fell into chaos, and the soldiers were a little at a loss.
Chapter completed!