Yurts can be loaded onto a carriage as a whole, so it is very simple for the Tatars to migrate. They put the yurts onto the carriage and then catch cattle and sheep. However, no matter how simple it is, migration of tens of thousands of people is still quite time-consuming, and tens of thousands of animals is even more time-consuming. Therefore, Yibla ordered the migration last night, but it could not be completed until dawn.

In the early morning sun, more than ten thousand people were walking on the snow, driving more than 100,000 cattle and sheep, and heading to the next tent location in a mighty manner.

Bu Haier chased the Ming army's spies with adult men from the entire clan last night, but he has not come back yet, so Darantai is in a beautiful mood at this moment. Not only has he taken over all the cattle and sheep of Bu Haier, but also all the women in his clan. As long as Bu Haier doesn't come back, these cattle and sheep and women will belong to him.

Of course, even if Bu Haier comes back, Darantai will bite the fat piece hard, just like last night, when he called the two most beautiful women in the Bu Haier clan into his yurt to take possession.

"No, Zachry and the others ran away, grab him!"

Just as Darantay was savoring the beauty of last night, he suddenly heard someone screaming and hurriedly looked in the sound. Sure enough, four horses left the brigade and quickly fled to the north. The four of them were twelve or thirteen years old, one of them was Bu Haier's son Zachry, and the other two or three were his usual playmates.

Darantai was not surprised to see this, but was happy. He was worried that there was no excuse to confirm that Bu Haier had an affair with Mingjun. Then he swallowed Bu Haier's tribe with just a legitimate reason, so he laughed and shouted: "Zakri ran away, Bu Haier did not return overnight. I guess he had defected to Mingjun. Hurry quickly and get Zakri, and you will have to live or die!"

With the order, Darantai personally led dozens of cavalry to chase Zachry. Although the latter was underage, his riding skills were quite good. His three playmates were not bad. He actually escaped for more than ten miles and was not caught up. Moreover, relying on his weight advantage, the distance between him and the pursuers was still increasing.

Darante was shocked and angry, and thought to himself that the little beast's riding skills are so powerful now. If it is not removed today, it will be a big problem in the future. Thinking of this, Darante slowed down his horse slightly, chose a hard bow, and shot it with an arrow, directly reaching Zachri's back heart ahead.

However, Zachry was agile. When he heard the strings behind him, his head immediately shrank and he lay on Ma Bei to avoid Darante's arrow.

"Shoot the arrows and shoot them to death!" Darantai shouted in a fierce voice.

Dozens of Darantai's subordinates immediately bent their bows and arrows, and shot sharp arrows at the four teenagers in front of them. This time, no miracle happened, and the four teenagers were successively caught and fell off.

"Hahaha, little bastard, you keep running!" Darante rushed to the front, staring at Zachry who was shot in the back with an arrow, but he was still not dead.

Zachrimo was about thirteen years old and looked a bit like Bu Haier. His expression was painful at this moment, but his eyes were full of hatred. He gritted his teeth and said, "Darantai, don't be proud. My father will avenge me. Then kill all your clan."

Dalantai sneered: "Little bastard, your father Bu Haier colluded with the Ming army to betray the big leader. He didn't dare to come back. Haha, I'll sleep with your mother tonight, hahahaha...ga!"

Darantai was laughing to the sky, and the laughter stopped abruptly. He raised his hand to cover his throat. Blood gushed out from his fingers. He saw that there was a sharp arrow in his throat, which was coming forward and coming back, and his entire neck was penetrated.

As blood surged, a gurgling sound came from Darantai's throat. He widened his eyes in disbelief and looked into the distance. His eyes then turned into terror, and then gradually lost their luster. He fell down and said two words vaguely before his death: "Ming-jun!"

Of course, this arrow was not shot by Zachary, but in the distance, a cavalry was coming at lightning. The archer was the general of this cavalry - Xie Erjian.

That’s right, it was Xie Erjian who led two thousand cavalry soldiers to kill him!

"It's the Ming army!" Darantai's dozens of subordinates were frightened, and turned their horses and fled back, shouting: "The Ming army is here, the Ming army is here!"

With a buzzing sound, the sky was darkened, and arrows were shot down the sky. The dozens of Tartars ran less than twenty meters and were nailed to the ground with their men and horses.

After killing dozens of Tartars, the speed of the two thousand Shenji camp cavalry did not decrease at all. They swept past like a strong wind and rushed towards the migratory team of Yibula in the distance. The latter immediately became in chaos, with people running wildly, and countless animals scattered in panic.

There were about 300 Tartar cavalry in charge of the rear of the temple. They hurriedly approached the Shenji Camp and tried to intercept it, but... is this possible?

It is naturally impossible. A row of bullets swept across hundreds of meters away, and the three hundred Taurus cavalry were blown over like dumplings. Nearly a hundred people were blown over, and the formation was immediately in chaos. Then, with a loud bang, the two thousand divine camp cavalry who had been hung with guns and knives fiercely collided with the scattered Turus cavalry, and they were shaved like a razor, shaved them all.

"The big leader is not good, the Ming army has arrived!" The personal soldiers flew to the central army in panic.

Yibula's heart was shocked. He never dreamed that the Ming army would arrive so soon. If he had known, it would be better not to move the tent and stay at the Rubber Mountain to wait for it. He would not be so passive now. After all, the formation was too long during the migration and he was still dragging his mouth.

Fortunately, the Ming army did not seem to have much force to catch up with him. Yibula calmed down and immediately dispatched troops. Finally, the two thousand Shenji camp cavalrymen of Xie Erjian were defeated, and gradually stabilized their positions.

However, this was just the beginning of a nightmare. Just as Yibula relaxed and was preparing to concentrate his superior forces to wipe out the Ming army, another Ming cavalry arrived, and it was Qi Jingtong of the second echelon.

Qi Jingtong, a guy who was even more fierce than Xie Erjian, led two thousand cavalry soldiers to attack Yibula's central army directly. He rushed and attacked Yibula so hard that his face turned green. But at this time, Wang Liner also led two thousand cavalry to kill him.

Wang Lin'er was still using troops. Although he was not as brave as Qi Jingtong, he was more flexible and insidious. He was good at cutting sausages. Instead of launching a charge immediately, he kept wandering around the periphery and shot and injured the enemy from a distance.

The entire Bula tribe had only more than 10,000 people. Except for the elderly, weak, women and children, there were only four or five thousand combat power. In this case, when they encountered the Shenji Camp with strong combat power, it would be surprising that they would not be defeated.
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