The cannon fell into the Mongolian cavalry team, like the last straw that crushed the camel, causing the dilemma of Mongolian cavalry to completely defeat and flee.

The commander of the Mongolian cavalry did not have the intention of attacking desperately and retreated with the defeated soldiers.

Zhang Sancha looked at the retreating Mongolian cavalry and said with a disappointed look: "What a pity, if these Mongolians persist, they can kill at least one or two hundred of them."

The musketeers were already ready to wait for the Mongolian cavalry to enter the range and could immediately fire the musketeers in their hands.

Two teams of thousands of people, more than two thousand muskets, even if only five or six hundred muskets were fired in one round, he was confident that he would save hundreds of enemies' lives.

At this moment, the Mongols retreated, and he could only watch.

The shortcomings of insufficient cavalry were revealed at this time. Even if there was a team of thousands of cavalry around him, he was confident that he would completely annihilate the fleeing Mongolian cavalry before they retreated.

After fiddling with the monoculars in his hand for a while, and confirming that the Mongolian cavalry retreated, he said to the messenger beside him: "Send a team of people to clear the trapped horse pit. If you encounter all the Mongols who are not dead, you don't need to leave a living."

The messenger ran to pass the command.

Not long after, a squadron of hundreds of people walked out from behind the chariot formation and approached the horse pit in front of him.

The battle just now was a big victory for the tiger flag. Cao Guang returned to Zhang Sancha from the musket team on the other side.

Zhang Sancha glanced at Cao Guang who was lying beside him and said, "It seems that the Mongolians will not send troops again today. Look at their big cage, moving backward."

As he said that, he handed Cao Guang the monocular in his hand.

Cao Guang put the monocular lens in front of him and looked at the Mongolian army in the distance. Although he couldn't see clearly, he could still recognize the flags standing on high places.

Zhang Sancha, who was standing aside, continued: "Today is the first time fighting with this Mongolian army. Depending on the situation, the Mongolians did not plan to act seriously. I don't know if they will send troops next time before dark or wait until tomorrow."

"The Mongolian cavalry just now was a little weaker and was defeated before we even met our side. I felt that it was not as powerful as the Mongolian cavalry sent by Su Nang to besiege Daheeden Fort last time." Cao Guang said with a frown.

Zhang Sancha smiled and said, "Su Nang is one of the three lords of Tumot, and his strength is naturally top-notch. The Mongolian cavalry just now was at most herders from a small tribe. It is normal for us to win this battle."

"I didn't mean that." Cao Guang said, "I just felt that winning was a little easier."

Zhang Sancha patted his shoulder and said, "If the Mongolians are all the kind of soldiers wearing armor, we should worry about it. Also, although there are many Mongolian soldiers now, there are actually only a small number of Mongolian armored cavalry that can fight. The rest are ordinary herders who act as temporary soldiers. Unlike our Ming Dynasty, soldiers are soldiers and people are people."

"That's right, the stronger the Mongols, the harder it is to fight this battle. It's better for the Mongols to be weaker." Cao Guang nodded.

The Mongolian army in the distance is not a string of numbers, but a real tens of thousands of cavalry. As the defensive side, they are surrounded by tens of thousands of cavalry, so how could they be worried at all?

Zhang Sancha said at this time: "You go back to the camp and ask the camp to bring us food. Only after eating with full stomach can you have the strength to kill the enemy."

"Okay, I'll go now." Cao Guang put down the monocular lens in his hand and left behind the four-wheeled cart.

Woo! Woo... Woo!

The ox horn sounded among the Mongolian army.

The flag began to move, and the Mongolian army slowly retreated.

Bu Shitu took Zamuhe and other personal guards back to his tent without saying a word.

As the deputy commander of the army, Kankantad cannot abandon the army, but can only withdraw from the camp with the army.

The Mongolian army returned to the camp, and the soldiers of various tribes returned to their tents.

Kankantad arranged all the matters of the army and went to Bu Shitu's tent with Su Nang and others.

The first battle with the tiger flag was defeated, and everyone's face was not good-looking.

Kankantad and others entered Bu Shitu's tent and saw a low table in the tent being held upside down on the ground, with silver plates and silver wine glasses scattered beside them.

Zamuhe, who was standing beside him, knelt on the ground facing Bu Shitu.

When Kankanta saw the situation in the tent, he knew that Bu Shitu was venting his defeat in this battle today.

"You are here just in time. Tell Ben Khan when the Mongolian warriors became so useless. After thousands of Mongolian warriors went there, they couldn't even kill a person with the tiger flag. Instead, they lost hundreds of them. Who will tell Ben Khan how this battle was fought?" Bu Shitu said angrily with a pale face.

Kancantada said: "It's not our warriors that blame us for this battle. The generals are incompetent. If you lose a little, you will be stuck in a slight defeat and let the team escape without stopping. You should be punished."

When I said this, I knew in my heart that this battle was not only because of their incompetent Mongolian cavalry and fear of death, but also because of the strength of the tiger-shaped flag warriors, which led to the failure of today's battle.

However, he couldn't say this.

Today is the first time that the army and the soldiers with the tiger flag are fighting each other. If the soldiers with the tiger flag are too powerful, some tribes will inevitably be afraid, and the battles that follow will be even more difficult to fight.

Bu Shitu stared at the people entering the tent and said coldly: "Who is the commander of the thousand-man who went to fight today?"

"It's subordinate." A round-faced Taiji stood up.

Bu Shitu looked at him and said, "Zamuhe, pull him out and whip him to Fifty as a punishment for his escape."

Zamuhe, who was kneeling beside him, stood up, walked to the round-faced Taiji, raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Taiji, please follow me outside the tent."

Round face Taiji didn't say anything, and left the tent with Zamuhe.

It didn't take long, and the people in the tent heard whipping and screams.

Bu Shitu sat back on the mat in a angrily manner.

The punishment for whipping is already very severe for a commander of a thousand men. He cannot really kill his generals. Moreover, the commanders of the army are all powered by Taiji, the powerful tribes. Even if he is a Khan, he cannot kill them at will.

The guards on the side lifted the falling low table back and placed it, and the tableware and wine glasses on the table were replaced with new ones.

"Sit all!" Bu Shitu said to Kankantada and others.

"Thank you for your seat." Kankanta bent down and bowed, then walked towards his seat.

After everyone sat down, Bu Shitu's own guard said: "Go and ask someone to prepare food and wine. Ben Khan will treat Lao Taiji to the big tent."

The guards on the side retreated.

Bu Shitu turned his head and looked at Kankantada and said, "Can Lao Taiji see something in today's battle? How should we deal with the soldiers with the tiger flag next?"
Chapter completed!