On the grassland twenty miles away from the Tiger Flag Camp, freshly built yurts appeared.

The largest yurt among them is Bu Shitu’s sweat tent.

"Old Taiji, as you said before, the Dunbao with the Tiger Flag has not been built yet, and their soldiers cannot hide in the Dunbao. When do you think it is appropriate for us to do it?" Bu Shitu asked Kankantada who was sitting beside him.

Kankantad stroked his beard and said, "No hurry. The warriors who have been rushing for so long are tired. Let's take a break today. When the sentry squads come back, they will find out the situation of the tiger flag. It will not be too late to do it."

"Okay, just do what Lao Taiji said." Bu Shitu nodded.

The big tent was full of Taiji from various tribes. The big tent sat in the inner seat, and the small tent sat near the door.

Bu Shitu turned his head and said to the people beside him: "Zamuhe, go outside the tent to bring the returned whistle driver directly to the tent. Ben Khan should personally understand the arrangement of the tiger flag."

"Yes." Zamuhe agreed and turned around and exited the tent.

Bu Shitu said to the others in the Khan tent again: "Don't leave today. Ben Khan has asked someone to prepare a few roasted lambs and the strongest wine. You can accompany Ben Khan to eat while waiting for the news of the whistle and ride."

The big Taiji in the tent nodded slightly, but the Taiji in the small tribes said something boasting about Bu Shitu and belittled the tiger flag.

The atmosphere in the entire tent was very pleasant.

Tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry could plunder one in the hinterland of the Ming Dynasty, so no one thought that the battle with the tiger flag would fail. Everyone was thinking about when to kill all the people with the tiger flag and rob the wealth of the tiger flag.

The roasted lamb is delivered to the account.

Bu Shitu placed silver pots and silver cups in front of him, and even the plates containing mutton were silver plates.

Mongolians have good wine. Many Taiji have wine bowls on the low table in front of them, and a wine jar is placed next to it, with red characters posted on it, and three big words sorghum brewed are written.

After the sorghum brew with the tiger flag flows into the grassland, the sorghum brews the strongest wine on the grassland and is most loved by the Mongolians. Many Taiji Ji will exchange cattle and sheep for several jars.

The tent was drinking so much that Zamuhe walked in from outside.

He came to Bu Shitu and whispered: "Khan, the whistle cavalry sent out is back."

Bu Shitu put down the wine glass in his hand, looked up and said, "Since I'm back, I'll bring people in. Several Taiji are here, let's listen together."

"Yes." Zamuhe nodded and turned around and left the tent.

Not long after, Zamuhe walked in with a strong and round-faced Mongolian.

"Morigen met the Khan and met all the Taijis." Morigen bent down and bowed.

Bu Shitu did not talk to Morigen first, but looked at Kankantada beside him and said, "He is the whistle driver you sent out by Lao Taiji?"

"Morigen is one of the few warriors in the tribe. This time, he took people to go there in person when he was inquiring about the situation of the tiger flag." Kankanta said with a smile.

Bu Shitu then withdrew her gaze and said to Mo Rigen in front of her: "Even Lao Taiji praises you as a warrior. I think you have the ability. Tell me, what news has been found this time?"

"I thanked the Khan and Taiji for their appreciation." Morigen bowed to Bu Shitu and Kankantada one after another, and then said, "This time I took the whistle and rode out, and found that the trunk fort was only twenty miles away twenty miles away, and the other trunks had been built, with their soldiers stationed inside. The trunk fort twenty miles away, the trunk fort with the Tiger Flag was just outside the trunk fort they built. There was a chariot formation composed of one or two thousand combat soldiers in front of it."

Bu Shitu smiled and said, "It's done well, Zamuhe, and serve our warriors."

Zamuhe walked over with a wine bowl, poured a bowl of wine from the wine jar next to him and handed it over.

Mo Rigen took the wine bowl, drank it all, wiped the wine stains on his mouth, and said happily: "I'm Xie Dahan, the subordinate, gave me a reward of wine."

"Okay, you go down and eat something. You and other whistleblowers will need to make new contributions later." Bu Shitu waved at him, indicating that Mo Rigen could retreat.

"I'm leaving." Mo Rigen bowed to Bu Shitu, then bowed to Kankantada before leaving.

When he left the tent, Bu Shitu turned his head and looked at Kankantada and said, "This Morigen is very good. There are many whistle drivers sent out to inquire about the situation. He is the first to come back to report."

"He is a rare Batur in the tribe. The battle of the tiger flag is over. I am going to keep him as my personal guard." Kankanta said with a smile on his beard.

Mo Rigen brought glory to his face, which made him very happy.

Bu Shitu picked up the wine glass on the low table and said, "Ben Khan respects Lao Taiji for a glass."

Kankantad hurriedly picked up the wine glass on the table and respected Bu Shitu.

The banquet in the big tent lasted until midnight. Many taiji stumbled out of the big tent and returned to the tribe under the care of their respective guards.

Woo! Woo... Woo!

After a night passed, the ox horn sounded in the Mongolian camp.

The Mongolian army began to assemble, and all the soldiers who could fight in various tribes rushed towards the Bu Shitu tent under the leadership of Taiji, their tribe.

More than an hour passed, and tens of thousands of Mongolian troops slowly approached the camp with the tiger flag.

After hearing the Hu-shaped flag whistle, cavalry began to return to report the news. When the Mongolian army was dispatched, the remaining sentry probes also returned one after another.

The Mongolian whistle riders were also spread out now, and they noticed the tiger-shaped flag whistle riding on the grassland, and they chased after them.

"Captain, the Mongols are catching up." A cavalry team with a tiger-flag with breastplate over him, shouted loudly.

Tusha, who was galloping on his horse, turned around and saw more than a dozen Mongolian cavalry chasing behind him.

At this time, the Mongolian whistle cavalry were the Mongolian horsemen. With the Mongolian horsemanship, it would not take long to catch up with them.

"Let's turn around and kill these Mongolian whistle cavalry." Tu Sha shouted, then took his own team of cavalry back in circles.

The Mongolian whistle cavalry that were chasing behind them now turned to face each other.

"Kill!" Tu Sha shouted, and picked up the sporting gun at the same time.

All the cavalrymen with the tiger flag around him took out their own rifle guns and raised them with one hand.

The Mongolian whistle cavalry that chased after seeing the tiger-shaped cavalry not only did not run away, but rushed towards him, showing joy on his face and grabbed his own cavalry bow.

The distance between the two sides gradually narrowed, and the Mongolians took the lead in shooting the arrows in their hands.

A dozen arrows flew towards Tusha and others.

Bang! Bang... Bang!
Chapter completed!