Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!

The ox horn sounded on the grassland, making a long sound.

The sky on the grassland looks higher, and countless cotton-like clouds float on the blue sky, changing shapes constantly with the wind.

Many Mongolians came out of countless yurts, carrying weapons and riding their own war horses.

More and more people gathered in the direction of the gathering of the army.

Several fast riders galloped towards Qingcheng.

"Report!"

Along the way, I heard the rider on the horse's back screaming loudly.

The Luzhai outside the Great Army camp with the Tiger Flag was moved away by the soldiers guarding the side, revealing a passage as wide as two or three people, allowing the riders approaching to enter the camp.

The rider who entered the camp rode his horse all the way to Chen Xunping's tent, then tied the reins and turned over and jumped off the horse's back.

"Hurry, there is a hurry to report, I want to see Commander Chen." The rider said to the soldiers guarding outside the tent with an anxious look on his face.

"Come in with me." A soldier outside the tent led the rider into the tent.

In the big tent, Chen Xunping, Qin Rong and others were there.

"Report to Commander Chen, the Mongols are gathering a large army." As soon as the rider came in, he hurriedly said to Chen Xunping and others.

Chen Xunping slapped the wooden table on his body and said, "Good here. I've been waiting for them for so long. I'm going to take action. I'll send troops to order the battalions to prepare to face the enemy."

"Yes." The messenger in the tent agreed and turned around and ran outside the tent.

The battalions stationed in the camps had long been the best preparations for the war. When the news of the various messengers reached, the troops of each battalion soon gathered and appeared in their respective combat posts.

The army of tiger flags set up two camps outside Qingcheng City, which are mutually supportive with Qingcheng City.

The straw mat on one cannon was lifted up, the gunner began to sort out the cannons, and baskets of iron balls and fixed-packed gunpowder were transported over.

On the wall of the village, teams of musketeers were also lying on the top, and there were also many holes on the lower floor, and behind them were the guns that were protruding out.

There were more than one rider who came back to deliver the letter. There were news that the rider had sent the Mongolian army in both camps. Qingcheng also received news that the rider brought back.

When he received the news, Liu Heng was working in the office.

"Zhao Wu, bring people with me and follow me to the city wall." Liu Heng said to his guard captain Zhao Wu, then walked aside and started to put on his armor.

Although he has been in charge of the rear for several years, he is not a weak scholar with no power, but a person who has truly passed the battlefield.

He wore cotton armor on his upper body, and a long-edged cap on his head. He pinned the pistol at his waist. He picked up the rifle he usually used, packed up the fixed gunpowder and hung it on his body.

Dressing in Qi's armor, Liu Heng stepped out of the office room.

However, as soon as he left the door, he saw Li Shuheng, who was also in a soldier, walking towards him.

"Sir." Li Shuheng gave a tribute first and then said, "I'll ask you to stay in the city. Please leave the matter of defending the city to your subordinates."

Liu Heng held a rifle gun in one hand, waved his other hand, and said, "The Mongolian army is here to fight this time. As the owner of the tiger flag, I should go to the city wall to defend the city, so there is no need to persuade me."

"Sir, there are no eyes on the battlefield. Please stay in the city." Li Shuheng asked Liu Heng to stay again.

Liu Heng refused and said, "No need to persuade me, I have decided."

After saying that, before Li Shuheng could speak again, he walked out of the courtyard.

When he came to the gate of the yard, someone had already prepared the war horse.

Liu Heng took Zhao Wu and others on the horse and rode towards the city gate.

Seeing that Liu Heng could not persuade Liu Heng, Li Shuheng took his men to the surroundings and went to the city wall in the direction of Qingcheng City Gate.

Upon climbing the city wall, Liu Heng held a monocular lens in his hand and looked into the distance.

However, at this time, the Mongolian army had not arrived yet, and could only see some Mongolian whistle cavalry fighting with the tiger flag nearby.

With a similar number of people, the Mongolian whistle cavalry was killed by the iron-armored cavalry and retreated step by step, and corpses were thrown under the horse.

Compared with the battles some time ago, there were more Mongolian whistle cavalry this time, and there were also many iron armored cavalry on the side of the tiger flag.

The atmosphere of war permeates the sky above Qingcheng.

On the walls of Qingcheng, a four-pound cannon and six-pound cannons were placed at the marching gate. The gunners were guarding their cannons. The officers of the artillery team were waiting for orders, and on the other hand, they were staring at what might appear at any time.

Mongolian army.

Only the third war army division was left in the city, and this third war army division was just a nominal war army division, and in fact there was only one war army camp.

"This time is the final decisive battle between us and the Tumote tribe. After the battle, we will decide who is the master of this grassland." Liu Heng looked at the grassland in front of him with a calm expression.

Bu Shitu had many soldiers under his command, all of them were warriors from those tribes. The tiger-shaped flag had known for a long time, so Liu Heng knew that this time the last power of the Tumote tribe was coming.

After this battle, the Tumot tribe will not have the strength to have another such battle with the tiger flag.

"Sir, the Mongols are here." Li Shuheng said suddenly.

The monocular telescope in Liu Heng's hand was in front of him, looking at the dust flying in the distance, and said enviously: "If we had so many cavalry, let alone a Tumote, we could take down the entire grassland with the tiger flag."

"After taking down the Tumote tribe, we will not be short of cavalry in the future." Li Shuheng said, "Now there are some Han people living on the grassland who want to join our tiger flag, but we still have to go with Bu Shitu

In the war, I didn’t have the energy to care about them for the time being, so I only sent a few armored cavalry to teach them some military regulations for the time being.”

Liu Heng turned his head and looked at Li Shuheng and said, "Does there be many Han people who want to join us?"

"Not too many, only those Han people who were once slaves from Mongolia, Taiji, were willing to join us, but they were only a few, and more people were still waiting and watching." Li Shuheng explained.

Liu Heng said: "It's similar to what I think. Although we have captured Qingcheng, in the eyes of many people, we are not sure that our tiger flag can defend these things, so these people are waiting for our final battle."

"Yes, as long as you agree to this battle, I believe more Han people will join in. At that time, there will be enough cavalry." Li Shuheng sighed.

Training a cavalry is very troublesome, and on the grassland, the most unabated thing is cavalry.

Not counting the Mongolians who have lived on the grassland for generations, they are the second or third generations of Han people who have been on the grassland for many years or have lived on the grassland.
Chapter completed!