Helin is located in the northwest of Youyu County about 100 miles, because it is in the transition zone of the Inner Mongolia Plateau to the Loess Plateau, known as "five hills, three mountains and two rivers", the main terrain is hills and mountains, only the north side and the Fengzhou River border is the plain, accounting for about about 20% of the total area of the forest.

The plain to the north of Horin is actually the edge of the Toyoshu River steppe, and the water and grass are naturally not as beautiful as those in the Toyoshu River, but it is also one of the Tatar pastures, and there are several small tribes of herdsmen who live here, all of whom belong to the Tumut tribe under the command of Alta.

Remember, don't equate the Tatar herdsmen with the ordinary people of the Ming Dynasty, because strictly speaking, there are no civilians in the Tatars, almost all of them are soldiers, and the herdsmen usually graze their cattle and pick up weapons and ride on horseback to be warriors. The people on horseback are not called in vain, the Tatars are accompanied by horses all day long, eat meat, drink milk, and their young children are strong horse-warriors as long as they reach adulthood, which is their natural advantage, not comparable to the Han people.

Therefore, the Tatars were almost all soldiers, there were no civilians in the strict sense of the word, they advocated force, lived in tribal units, and they plundered both the Han and other Tatar tribes.

The Great Khan of the Tatars has always turned a blind eye to the mutual attack and plundering of subordinate tribes, and adopted a conniving attitude, which is the difference between the Tatar rule and the Han rule.

If the states and counties under the Ming Dynasty attacked and plundered each other, the imperial court estimated that they would immediately send troops to suppress it, but not the Tatars, the Tatar Great Khan not only connived at the subordinate tribes to fight each other, but sometimes even took the initiative to provoke fights, because in this way they could better weaken and control the tribes.

In this way, it was indeed easy for the Great Khan to control the tribes, but with such fighting between the tribes, a unified regime could easily fall apart and there would be no unity at all. For example, the Tile Thorn Taishi who unified the whole of Mongolia is also first, this person is good enough, right? He captured Ming Yingzong in the "Tumubao Incident", but soon after his death, the unified Mongolia quickly fell apart.

Therefore, the unified power of the nomads cannot last long, of course, this way of ruling also has its advantages, that is, there will always be a certain tribe in the continuous struggle to gradually become stronger, thus creating a certain unified Mongolian figure, such as Genghis Khan, Dayan Khan, Altan Khan, etc.

This place is already very far north, belonging to the continental monsoon climate of the middle temperate zone, coupled with the topographical relationship, it is windy and cold, the temperature difference between day and night is large, the winter is long and cold, the summer is short and warm, and the autumn is particularly cool.

It is now the golden autumn of August, although the sun is high at noon, but the temperature on the grassland north of the forest is only about 10 degrees, the autumn is already very strong, and the grass is beginning to turn yellow.

I saw a large yurt erected on the hillside, and on the grassland below the hillside, thousands of cattle and sheep were burying their heads in the autumn grass, these livestock obviously knew that the long and cold winter was coming soon, and it would be difficult to survive the cold winter if they did not grow fat, so they had to eat hard to grow autumn fat.

There are no more than 10,000 cattle and sheep, and they can only be regarded as a small tribe, so it is not surprising that this is only a small Tatar tribe in front of them, and their strength is weak, and they are driven to the edge of the steppe to graze.

Ulhan belonged to this tribe, he was fourteen years old this year, and he was a year to go, and he was very strong, with a red face, a high nose and a wide mouth, big eyes, and his eyebrows raised high like the wings of an eagle.

The sorcerers of the clan called Ulhan the little eagle and predicted that Ulhan would become a fierce eagle when he became an adult, leading everyone to rob countless wealth and slaves, so that the whole tribe could live a happy and beautiful life.

In one year, Ulhan will reach adulthood, and the entire tribe is silently looking forward to Ulhan becoming a fierce eagle and leading his people to a prosperous and happy life.

The whole tribe believed in the words of the sorcerer, and Ulhan himself obviously thought so, so he was very confident, bold and brave from an early age, and became the child king of the tribe.

At this time, Ulihan led the children of the tribe to graze under the hillside, because the adult men of the tribe had already set off for the border of Daming yesterday to hunt grass valleys, and now it was the season of grain harvest, which was an excellent time to hunt grass valleys.

Wu Lihan also wanted to follow the adults to the border of Daming to fight the grass valley, but unfortunately he was not yet an adult and was not qualified to follow, so he was very depressed at the moment, so he took advantage of training wrestling to vent his depression on other teenagers.

Boom!

A teenager was thrown to him by Ullihan, nibbling on a mouthful of grass clippings and dried sheep dung, and almost burst into tears.

Wu Lihan frowned and said: "The wolf travels thousands of miles to eat meat, and the dog travels thousands of miles to eat, Bagen, you are too weak, not only weak in body, but also weak in heart, so you can never become a wolf who eats meat, you can only be a dog, a dog that eats." ”

The Tatar boy all around him burst into laughter, and the boy named Bagan's face was swollen red, as if he had suffered the greatest humiliation in the world, and he roared, got up, and pounced on Ullihan again, only to be quickly thrown again.

"It's boring, it's too weak!" Ullihan shook his head, pointed to another teenager outside the arena and said, "Battle, you come!" ”

The Tatar boy named Battle, about thirteen or fourteen years old, a little taller than Ullihan, and very strong, walked out fearlessly, and said with a cruel smile: "Ullihan, I, Battle, am not afraid of you. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, let's fight!" Ulihan said coldly.

So, the two teenagers scuffled together, and the children around them cheered and cheered, and finally it was Ulhan who was superior and locked Battle's neck with his legs, and the latter was so red that he could only admit defeat and beg for mercy after struggling for a while.

Ulihan helped Battle up very graciously, patted the latter on the shoulder and said, "Battle, you are very good, much stronger than Bagen, you will be my left arm and right arm in the future." ”

Battle hurriedly bowed his head in submission, but at this moment, a teenager pointed into the distance and shouted, "Look, they're back!" ”

Everyone followed what they were looking for, and sure enough, they saw a team of horses on the horizon in the distance, galloping towards this side, although they could not see their faces clearly from a distance, but from the way they dressed, they recognized that they should be the people of the grass valley who had returned.

Wu Lihan was overjoyed and said: "It's them back, I don't know how much food and Han slaves they have grabbed this time, let's go, let's go and greet them!" ”

So, Ullihan and the boys got on their horses and met the horse team in the distance. On the hillside, the women of the tribe also ran out of their yurts in high spirits, apparently noticing the return of the men who had gone out to hunt the grass valley.

However, the women soon cried out in terror, and they were on a hillside so high that they could see clearly that a brightly armored cavalry was chasing them further behind!

"Oh my God, it's the Ming army, it's the cavalry of the Ming army, Ulihan, come back quickly!" A slightly knowledgeable Tatar woman, apparently recognizing the mandarin duck jacket worn by the cavalry behind her, screamed in horror and danced with her hands.

Unfortunately, Ullihan had already led the boys far away, and could not hear what the women on the hillside were shouting, and thought they were cheering excitedly, so the boys drove their mounts faster, and they could not wait to know how much booty the adults had captured, and how happy the women were.

However, when Ulihan and the others rushed up the opposite hillside, they immediately realized that something was wrong, because the adults running on the opposite side did not carry any loot at all, and kept gesticulating and shouting hoarsely: "Run, run for your life, the Ming army is coming, the Ming army is coming!! ”

The faces of the Tatar boys changed miserably, and by this time they had already seen the cavalry that was chasing after the adults, and the black pressure was like a torrent, and it seemed that there were as many as five or six thousand people, and the sound of the horses' hooves shook the ground.

Bang bang bang......

The sound of gunshots like beans rang out, and the adults fell from their horses screaming, and then they were trampled into meat by the hooves of the galloping Shenji Battalion, and this terrifying scene frightened all the Tatar teenagers into stupidity, and it took several seconds to react, and they turned around in horror and galloped wildly.

Soon, hundreds of adult Tartars who went to Daming to fight in the Grass Valley were swallowed up by the torrent of the Shenji Battalion, and there were not even bones left, and then it was the turn of the Tartar boys.

Qi Jingtong and Xie Erjian took the lead, and at this time, both of them couldn't help frowning, and they could see that the wolf and pig in front of them were just a group of underage children, so they hesitated.

However, they were not allowed to think too much, the distance of dozens of meters was approaching in a blink of an eye, Qi Jingtong raised his spear, and was hesitating whether to stab the Tatar boy in front of him with one shot, and the young man had already looked back and gave him an arrow first.

Whoosh, the sharp arrow flew across Qi Jingtong's cheek, scratching a bloody mark, and finally hit another Shenji Battalion soldier behind Qi Jingtong, who fell off the horse with a muffled snort, and was trampled beyond recognition by the horses' hooves of his comrades.

Qi Jingtong was extremely sad and indignant, and without the slightest hesitation, he chased after him and stabbed the Tatar boy under the horse with a single shot, and the young man was Wu Lihan, and the eagle of the tribe died under the old Qi's gun before it could spread its wings.

Xie Erjian was not relentless at this time, although these Tartar teenagers were not yet adults, they were all fierce little wolf cubs, and their swords and bows could also kill people. The so-called mercy to the enemy means to be cruel to oneself and extremely irresponsible to one's robes, so we must not be soft on the battlefield, and we must unswervingly destroy all threatening forces of the other side.

Bang bang bang......

After a round of random shooting, the road ahead was no longer barrier-free, and the iron hooves of the Shenji Battalion fanned towards the yurt on the hillside......

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