Everyone was shocked when they looked at the Ming army rushing towards Chaktu. At this time, there were only more than 30 cavalrymen around Chuktu. These people were still the 100-man team that was crippled by Song Ye and his servants when they were going to provoke the Ming army camp. It is hard to say whether they still have the courage to continue to resist when facing the Ming army rushing towards them.

The Baihu, who was whipped by Chucktu, whose deep whip marks were clearly visible on his face, looked at the Ming army rumbling in this direction, and his face changed. The scar on his face also became particularly ferocious due to the twisting of his muscles. He only heard him shouting: "No, Ming army is here... Go quickly!"

Chaktu's face was no longer as fierce and greed as before. As a thousand households in Korqin, he would not be the kind of Chu brother who had never been on the battlefield. The Ming army's cavalry charged in this direction. You don't need to ask that it must be for him. As long as he dies and loses his command, the cavalry will inevitably fall into chaos. At that time, the Ming army can calmly return to their camp.

Thinking of this, Chucktu's teeth couldn't help but giggle, "These guys are so beautiful!"

As an experienced cavalry officer, Chaktu naturally knew the current situation. As long as he could hold the Ming army back, it didn't take too long, one or two minutes, and the 400 cavalry led by Agudam and Arslen could surround them. At that time, even if these Ming army had three heads and six arms, they would have to hate them in their crowds. But the biggest problem now is that although one or two minutes were short, they were likely to have to pay the price of their lives.

"Sir Qianhu, go quickly, it will be too late if you don't leave." Seeing that Chucktu was still stunned, the Baihu remembered that sweating was coming out on his forehead. If he hadn't known very well that if he dared to leave Chucktu and escape by himself, what would have been waiting for him would be the end of being put into a sack and trampled into a meat paste by the herd of horses, he would have run away by himself.

After hesitating for a while, Chuckto finally made a choice in victory and life, "Okay, let's go!"

After saying that, he turned his horse's head and ran towards Wu Keshan behind him. At this time, Song Ye and his group were only more than one hundred meters away from him.

Seeing Chucktu and his group escape, Song Ye was also anxious and shouted: "Hurry up... and chase them and kill them!"

At this time, a strange look was formed on the battlefield. Chaktu and more than 30 Mongolian cavalry fled in the front, more than 100 Ming troops were chasing behind, and four hundred Mongolian cavalry were chasing desperately, and the scene seemed quite chaotic.

After chasing for a while, the two sides were getting closer and closer to the Mongolian army where Wu Keshan was. Song Ye began to feel anxious. He really didn't expect that the Tartars would dare not fight and turn around and flee. If this continues, their 100-plus people would crash into the Mongolian army formation, which would really be true to the old saying "going to the trap".

Song Ye estimated the distance between the two sides again. Now he was two miles away from the Mongolian army's formation. If he continued to chase this way, he would rush into the formation in a few minutes. He would not do anything to die. Thinking of this, he raised his left hand and shouted: "Stop chasing!"

“Well…”

The cavalry stopped one after another, and Song Ye shouted loudly again: "The First Squadron raises the gun and targets the Tartars in front!"

Following Song Ye's order, fifty cavalrymen raised their Minnie rifles and began to aim at the target ahead.

Almost as the Ming army raised its gun, Chucktu felt ecstatic when he saw the figure of his army who had already appeared in front of him. He would be safe as long as he had to breathe for dozens of breaths, and he could also destroy the Ming army. However, most of his contributions were divided by a delicate one. I was really unwilling to accept it. Thinking of this, he turned his head and looked at the back with a little hatred. But this was not a big deal. When he looked over, he saw a row of black muzzles. Seeing this scene, he felt that his hair was about to stand up.

"Not good... lie down!"

"Open the fire..."

Just as Chuckto was about to lie on his horse's back, gunshots rang.

"Bang bang bang..."

A thick white smoke sprayed out from the barrel with the flames. Chuckto, who was about to bend down, felt a severe pain in his abdomen. Then his feet could no longer hold the horse's belly and fell heavily to the ground. The power of the Minni rifle with the Minni bullet is not comparable to that of a smoothbore rifle like a flintlock rifle. Not only is the range five or six times longer, but the power is also much greater.

Chucktu was very strong. He did not die immediately after being shot and fell to the ground. He struggled to turn his head and looked at his abdomen. He found that there was a big hole like a bowl in his stomach. It turned out that Minnie bullets not only smashed his lumbar spine but also penetrated his abdomen. The blue-gray intestines flowed from the abdomen with blood and various undigested excrement.

"Ah..." Seeing his miserable situation, Chucktu finally felt a burst of regret. If he hadn't been too greedy and saved the first hundred-man team and stopped when he was about to do so, how could he end up like this?

"I hate it so much..."

With a sky-high resentment, Chaktu grew up with his mouth and exposed his yellow teeth, finally closed his eyes...

"ah……"

Not only Chucktu was screaming, but also Wu Keshan, who was concentrating on watching the battle.

Wu Keshan really didn't expect that the situation that was already sure to win was turned over by the Ming army, and even Chucktu died on the spot. Seeing this scene, he was stunned for a moment and replaced by an unstoppable anger, "Zhu Gutai, bring people forward immediately and cut those Ming army into pieces!"

"clear!"

When he saw the officer dressed in an obviously different from ordinary Mongolian cavalry behind him, he was finally shot down by himself. In his surprise, Song Ye did not dare to go forward to investigate. He waved his hand and shouted loudly: "Brothers, follow me and fight back... and rush!"

"Run!"

The servants turned their horses and rushed towards the way they came. With the sound of horse hooves, Song Ye led the servants to face the Mongolian cavalry opposite. When the distance between the two sides was less than 100 meters, Song Ye ordered all the cavalry to carry the Minni rifle on their backs and took out the three-eyed pistol from their waists. The thumb of their right hand opened the hammer and pointed the huge muzzle forward.

At this time, from a high altitude, a team of cavalry wearing big red armor and cloak attacked in a triangular formation and a team of cavalry wearing various leather armor and cloth armor and even armor were about to collide head-on. In terms of number, the number of cavalry wearing red iron armor was far less than the cavalry on the opposite side.

On the surface, this is a battle with no quantity of the same level, but the result of the battle was beyond the expectations of many people. When the distance between the two sides was only more than fifty meters, the Mongolian cavalry shot bows and arrows one after another. Facing the oncoming arrows, all the Ming army could do was to bend down and raise a round shield to protect the heads of themselves and the war horses, and the others were handed over to the armor on their bodies to protect. The facts proved that the armor Yang Feng got from modern society was of reliable quality. Even the arrows were shot onto the cavalry's armor with arrows made of animal teeth and bones. They were only worthy of tickling them.

After shooting out a round of arrows, the distance between the two sides had been closer to more than 20 meters. At this time, it was the Ming army's turn to show its power.

"Smack it!"

After a series of huge roars, after hitting the target at such a close distance, the powerful lead bullets would release almost all the power. The dozens of Mongolian cavalry rushing in the front were like punched by a giant with infinite power. They flew backwards several meters from the horse, and finally fell heavily to the ground. Although the unlucky Mongolian cavalry were not shot, they were hit by their companions who flew backwards, and then fell off their war horses.

In just the first round of volleys, the Mongolian cavalry fell down no less than fifty people. In order to form an encirclement circle against Song Ye and the others just now, the Mongolian cavalry was encircled in a semicircular shape, so the thickness of the encirclement circle would not be too high. After being knocked down by a batch of volleys, the front encirclement immediately looked like a bitten donut, and the originally tight encirclement had a large gap.

"Brothers...rush out!"

"Roar out!"

When the two sides began to contact, there were very few enemies on the front of Song Ye and others, and even these people lost all their losses in the second round of shooting.

Song Ye and more than 100 servants rushed out of the encirclement, and the Mongolian cavalry naturally were unwilling to be surrounded. Just like this, amid the roars of the two centurions, the remaining more than 300 Mongolian cavalry turned their horses and chased them, but their efforts were destined to be futile. Although they were already chasing desperately, they still could not bring the distance between the two sides closer. In the end, they could only watch the Ming army camp getting closer and closer and stopped the pursuit helplessly.

When Song Ye and other servants returned to the camp, they were greeted with shocking cheers. The Ming army could see clearly in the camp that just now. In this battle, they wiped out more than 200 Mongolian cavalry, and their own losses were minimal, which was enough to call it a great victory.

Compared with the Ming army camp, Wu Keshan and other Mongolian generals had their faces gloomy as if they were lost. The battle just now was a great shame. A thousand-human team led a thousand-human team to fight against a hundred-human team, but the final result was that they lost more than 200 people. Not only that, they even lost thousands of people. What does this mean? This means that the combat effectiveness of the Ming army is far higher than that of the Mongolian army, which is definitely a great blow to the arrogant Wu Keshan.

Seeing Wu Keshan's dark face, Gulbush, who was standing beside him, was afraid that he would be angry, and was about to say a few words, but Wu Keshan raised his head first and said, "Gulbush, you don't need to comfort me. Genghis Khan's descendants will not even be able to bear this blow. Today I have witnessed the combat effectiveness of this Ming army with my own eyes. In the words of the Han people, this will sound the alarm for us. I am afraid that our countermeasures to this Ming army will change."

Gulbush said in a trembling voice: "You mean..."

Before Gulbush could say it, Wu Keshan shouted loudly with a horse: "Gulbush, let's go back to the tribe. I will meet Abu immediately and tell him everything about today..."

Half an hour later, Zheng Tuan and the master and servant were in the exclusive carriage.

"You mean the Mongolian cavalry behind us have begun to retreat?"

In the cart, Yang Feng looked at the two girls in front of him in surprise.

"Yes!"

Zheng Tuoni's pink face was full of unconcealed excitement. She held Yang Feng's arm with her hands and almost pressed into Yang Feng's arms. Since the two became husband and wife, she had completely let go of her heart. Her whole heart was firmly tied to Yang Feng's body and could no longer be solved. Even the title of Yang Feng changed from an adult to a master.

"Master, not only that. From our aerial reconnaissance, the Mongolians have left a small number of sentries, and all more than 10,000 troops behind have been withdrawn. It can be said that there are no traces of established Mongolian troops within a radius of fifty miles."

Facing Zheng Tuo Niang who was becoming more and more obsessed with him, Yang Feng helplessly straightened her and pointed to the side and said, "Tu Niang, Mom is still here, you should pay attention."

Hearing this, the wizard girl who was fed a bag of dog food on the side was filled with tears in her face, and finally someone thought of me.

Unexpectedly, facing Yang Feng's reminder, Zheng Tuo Niang laughed. She turned her cherry lips to Yang Feng and said softly, "What should I pay attention to? If you hadn't said that the stitches were too young a few days ago, I would have asked her to make a comeback with you, and I wouldn't have to pull those two foxes from the country every night as helpers."

"Oh... what are you talking about, Miss?" Even though the stitch is also from a brothel, his face turned red with shame when faced with such explicit words.

This time it was Yang Feng's turn to cry. Are women from brothels so fierce? Seeing that Zheng Tuo Niang is becoming more and more like a female hooligan?

Fortunately, Zheng Tuo Niang knew that the joke was enough to stop. If Yang Feng was unhappy, it would be counterproductive.

She quickly changed the subject, "Master, if the Tartars suffered such a big loss today, will they bring the army to take revenge soon?"

"No." When Yang Feng quickly recovered from his calmness when he mentioned the main business, he shook his head and sneered: "If Zaisang was tactful, he should send someone to surrender immediately, otherwise the longer the time is delayed, the more unfavorable it will be for them. By then, it will not be as simple as hundreds of people dying."

Yang Feng's words were indeed fulfilled. Two days later, the Korqin tribe sent someone to come, and Yang Feng had also heard of his name.

Yang Feng's big tent

"Wu Keshan has met General Yang!"

Looking at the thin-faced and sturdy young man in front of him, Yang Feng put away his eyes and asked curiously: "Are you Wu Keshan?"

Wu Keshan said solemnly: "It's just that I'm not talented!"

"Borjijit Buhe is your father?"

“That’s right!”

"Borjijit Zhezhe and Borjigit Bumbutai are your aunts and sisters?"
Chapter completed!