The rapid hooves of the horses were like the wind and the remaining clouds, and like the waves of the angry sea. After a round of long-range shots, they all drew out their long knives.
The steel knife raised high emitted bursts of cold light under the moonlight.
Li Zhen took the lead, his eyes filled with bloodshot eyes. He followed the horse as if it was flying into the air, roaring from deep in his chest: "Kill!"
Countless soldiers who had shared life and death with him also roared back: "Kill!"
The cry of killing broke through the sky and pierced the eardrums of the Wala people.
The Wala people hurriedly threw away their bows and arrows and began to draw their swords. But at this time, the cavalry on the opposite side rushed in like tigers descending from the mountain.
Suddenly, people were thrown off their backs, and countless lives were knocked away.
Like tigers descending from a mountain, the Ming army rushed into the enemy formation on horseback, waving the long swords in their hands vigorously and killing the panicked Wala people.
These Wala people suddenly lost all sleep, but instead, they felt a sense of confusion and powerlessness.
In just one face-to-face encounter, the Ming army directly defeated the opponent's will, and then, it was a unilateral killing.
Countless people fell down like wheat.
After several sprints, the Wala people were completely desperate.
They fled in all directions, not even thinking about resisting.
After a mass killing, there were countless corpses lying on the ground.
Many people have put down their weapons. At this time... they no longer have any intention of resisting and are begging. Some people are running away on flying horses, but they can't help but trample on each other.
After the battle was over and the battlefield was being cleaned, Ha Ming pulled out a man who looked like an officer from the tent. This man could actually speak Chinese.
"Who are you? I am Zheluo Timur, the right prime minister of the Yuan Dynasty..."
Li Zhen was stunned when she heard this official name, and accidentally caught a big fish.
However, in the establishment of Dayuan, there are quite a lot of left and right prime ministers, but we don’t know whether the prime minister in front of us is just a virtual one, or whether he really has real power.
Thinking of this, Li Zhen got off her horse, stepped forward and asked, "How many people do you have under your command?"
Zheluo Timur looked at Li Zhen fiercely and said: "Who are you?"
Li Zhen was stunned for a moment, then picked up the riding crop and whipped it over.
"Just say whatever I ask you. Where did you get all this nonsense!"
"Don't...don't slap me in the face, I say!"
There was a blood-red mark on Zerro's face and he immediately became honest.
"There are more than five thousand people!"
Li Zhen looked around and asked, "That's all?"
"Of course not!" Jero Timur raised his head and said, "The main force of my men has gone to the front line to deliver food and grass. I advise you to let us go immediately. Otherwise, when the main force comes back, you will die without a burial place!"
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Li Zhen's eyes lit up. She had been running around deep in the desert these days, and finally found a supply team.
"Keep an eye on this person for me, keep an eye on him, and wait for me to come back!"
After Li Zhen gave the instructions, she jogged all the way to Zhu Qizhen's side.
"Your Majesty, I caught a big fish!"
"Oh?" Zhu Qizhen also became interested and asked, "How big is it?"
"This man says he is a bullshit right-wing prime minister. He has more than 5,000 people under his command. The most important thing is that he is responsible for delivering food and grass to the front line!"
When Zhu Qizhen heard this, he also became energetic.
When it comes to war, food and grass go first before the soldiers and horses are moved, but the Mongols are an exception. They usually do not carry a large amount of food and grass when fighting.
Generally speaking, when the Mongolian army goes on an expedition, it will bring a large number of cattle and sheep, and then plunder every town it reaches to supplement the various living resources it needs.
However, this time, we first gathered hundreds of thousands of troops for the expedition, which took too long. The cattle and sheep we carried with us had long been eaten, and even the looted materials were exhausted. We had to collect grain and grass from the grasslands again and transport them.
To the front lines.
Along the route of the supply team, you can find the food and grass camp of the Oara people.
Then... give me a surprise first!
Not long after, Li Zhen came back and came to Zhe Luo and said: "Lead the way!"
"Ah?" Zheluo was a little confused.
Li Zhen had no patience at all, raised her foot and kicked him out, saying coldly: "I'll let you lead the way!"
Zheluo struggled to get up, spit out a mouthful of blood, and said, "How did you..."
Li Zhen waved the riding crop and whipped him over. Before Zhe Luo could finish his words, he fell heavily to the ground again.
"No, you..."
Immediately afterwards, I felt my eyes go dark, and a hand appeared out of thin air.
Snap!
Zheluo spit out a mouthful of blood, with a tooth wrapped in it.
"No..."
Seeing the other party pull out the waist knife, Zheluo hurriedly said: "You tell me where to go?"
Li Zhen was stunned for a moment, oh, it seems I didn’t make it clear.
It's a bit sloppy to let someone get beaten up one more time for nothing...
"Take us to find your main force!"
There was a puzzled look in Zheluo's eyes, and he said: "My troops are all brave warriors, one can fight a hundred..."
"Lead the way!"
Li Zhen still looked stern and unwilling to say another word.
Zheluo didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, so he had to act as a guide obediently and lead the troops to head south.
Because he has experienced it personally and firmly believes that if he does not cooperate, he will be beaten badly.
It may even be life-threatening.
The team walked for three days in a row. Looking around, it was still vast. There was nothing but grassland.
Li Zhen's patience had long been exhausted. She kicked Zheluo to the ground again, pulled out a knife and put it against his neck, saying, "You dare to play tricks on me?"
Zheluo almost cried and wailed: "No, it's just this way."
"Why haven't you seen anyone yet?"
"It's just ahead!"
Li Zhen pressed the knife down, and a trace of blood flowed out from the blade.
"That's what you said yesterday!"
Zheluo was very frightened, but he did not dare to move. He said tremblingly: "General, can you take the knife away first?"
Li Zhen lost some strength in her hand, and Zheluo continued: "I am mainly responsible for collecting grain and grass from various tribes in the rear. This escort route has not been traveled for a long time, and it is a bit unfamiliar. Yesterday, I took some detours, and today I am sure
You’ll be there.”
"Okay," Li Zhen retracted the knife and said, "If we don't find it before dark, you will have no chance."
Zheluo looked ahead with lingering fear, tried hard to identify the direction, and then said: "This way."
At dusk, the sentry in charge of the reconnaissance came back with news that five miles ahead, they found the Wala people's grain and grass camp, with about 3,000 troops stationed.
When I heard the news, the most excited person was Zheluo, who felt very accomplished.
Li Zhen waved her hand, and Ha Ming came over, held Zheluo's head with both hands, and twisted hard, making a clean and crisp click.
The poor Prime Minister of the Great Yuan Dynasty was so helpless.
Li Zhen gave the order, and everyone slowed down their advance, and finally arrived near the Wala camp before dark.
This time, we are no longer facing ordinary herdsmen, but the regular army of Wala.
"Your Majesty, what should we do now?"
Zhu Qizhen squinted his eyes and looked from a distance. He saw that the size of the defenders was about three thousand, and the strength of the troops was about the same. If he attacked by force, even if he could win, it would cause a lot of casualties. It seemed that he had to find a way to outwit the enemy.