The grassland on a summer night is exceptionally quiet and beautiful.

Even 500 years later, when the world was plagued by all kinds of pollution problems, the unexplored Mongolian grasslands have maintained their pristine beauty, let alone at this time.

The dark night sky, like a black satin, spreads out in all directions, and the bright moon hangs high above it, and the bright stars flicker from time to time, which is enough to make everyone who is under it and looks up indulge in the beauty of nature.

And the chirping of insects around from time to time makes this beautiful scenery a little more vivid, everything here seems so vivid and intoxicating......

But at this time, the hundreds of Mongolian warriors who were lying or sitting around several campfires had no heart to appreciate the gifts that nature had given them. Their faces were all watery, full of worry and uneasiness. Many of them also glanced around from time to time, as if they were afraid that something terrible would suddenly pounce on them from the darkness around them.

The most headache and fear on the grassland is naturally the packs of wolves.

For the nomadic Mongols, the steppe wolves are synonymous with disaster. They come and go like the wind, and they are extremely cunning, often appearing in a surprising manner around lone people and livestock, and suddenly attacking, causing great damage.

For this reason, the herders are prepared for all kinds of things, and even in the herd tribes, there are people who patrol around at night to prevent the wolves from sneaking up.

However, wolves, as beasts, also have their own things to fear, such as fire, which is what they are most afraid of, as long as a strong bonfire is lit at night, it is enough to make the wolves dare not approach easily. What's more, now these Mongolian warriors gathered around the bonfire are still the best hunters and warriors, and the momentum of a few hundred people is enough to make any steppe wolf pack dare not act rashly.

Naturally, they were not nervous because they were afraid of the wolves' surprise attack. For today's grassland tribes, the Han people of the Ming army have long become the biggest threat, and these Han cavalry, which has caused countless killings, wiped out small tribes, and come and go like the wind, has become a nightmare for everyone.

Once upon a time, the Mongols relied on their flexible mobility to constantly harass and raid various parts of the Central Plains, causing countless Han people to lose their lives and property, which has always been their proud skill. Only now, when it all fell back to themselves, did they know how terrible it was, and the torment of not knowing when or where the enemy would attack, was so desperate.

For this reason, after the grassland tribes were continuously wiped out, the Gai beggar tribe finally called on all the tribes to send people to search for the whereabouts of the Ming army and carry out counterattacks. And the team of more than 700 people in front of him is an elite sent by the Gai Beggars.

In fact, they have learned a lot from doing so. Just a few days ago, their group had followed the trails left by the Ming army to catch up with a cavalry team and engaged in a fierce battle with it.

As a result, the 1,000-strong contingent lost nearly 300 people, and half of them were wounded. The Ming army on the opposite side left the corpses of 400 people, and less than 100 people escaped without a trace.

This battle finally caused the Mongols to breathe a bad breath, but it also caused them great damage, especially in the logistics supply, there were also some problems, plus there were many wounded, so as the leader of the Maildan decided to return to the tribe's foothold first, and it was not too late to attack after resting.

Before returning to the Gai Qi station, they were in constant danger of being attacked by the Ming army. Especially at nights like this, they don't dare to relax in the slightest, observing the surrounding situation from time to time, and some people press their ears to the ground and listen to the movements on all sides, for fear that one will be attacked by someone accidentally.

In the past few days, I don't know if it was because the other soldiers and horses also dealt a blow to the Ming army, making them dare not make trouble, or because their own vigilance played a role, anyway, it was quite peaceful along the way.

Seeing that there were only less than two days left to go, many people breathed a sigh of relief. However, what Maildan said just now still made them afraid: "We haven't returned to the ministry yet, maybe the Ming people are watching us around, waiting for us to relax ourselves, so as to catch us off guard!" ”

These words suddenly made the people of Mongolia become frightened birds again, one by one very vigilant, even after three watches, everyone still did not feel sleepy, and no one chatted, just quietly, vigilantly observing the surroundings, once there was any trouble, they would put their hands on the hilt of the knife on their waists.

But the human spirit is always limited, and it is too difficult for hundreds of Mongolian warriors to have just fought a fierce battle a few days before, and they are in a hurry to travel during the day, and they are still distracted by their surroundings during the day.

Finally, after the third watch, many people couldn't hold on and fell asleep one after another, only a few were still barely supporting, but the eyes of the people around became confused. It was Meldan, who only felt a wave of fatigue at this time, and finally could only comfort himself: "There is no such coincidence in this world, and Mingren is not really staring at the sidelines, it is impossible to suddenly kill ...... when we fall asleep" Soon, he also fell asleep.

But things in the world are always so unexpected-

After not knowing how long he had been asleep, Myrdan suddenly woke up from his sleep, and found that there was a tremor on the ground beneath him, which was caused by the movement of the horses galloping, and as a herdsman and warrior who lived on horseback for half his life, he could easily feel this.

At the same time, the others also woke up, and many of them looked around with some confusion, wondering what was going on. At this time, Maildan had already shouted loudly: "Hurry up and get on the horse and prepare, it is likely that those barbarian Ming troops have killed them." ”

Hearing this, the crowd was a spirit, and even though they had just woken up with some unpleasant movements, they stumbled towards their mounts, and some hurriedly re-installed their horses—for the horsemen of the steppe, the horse was their second life, and sometimes they would rather be hungry and tired than let the horse eat well and rest well. So, in spite of their previous uneasiness, they helped the horses unsaddle and reins during the rest, as they had always done.

But this slowed down their reaction considerably, and by the time they hurriedly loaded their harnesses and were about to mount their horses, there was a sharp whistling from both sides.

"Hide, it's a crossbow!" Myrdan and a few others who reacted fast enough screamed. What frightened them even more was that the enemy was outflanked and killed on both sides, so the range of the attack was even greater. Obviously, these enemies had already discovered their whereabouts long before and made the most accurate decisions.

In the blink of an eye, arrows like flying locusts and raindrops were already shooting towards the somewhat stunned Mongolian people, and quickly harvested the lives of a group of people. What's even more terrifying is that many of these arrows are directed at the horses that are already extremely restless.

They may be able to dodge or use their knives to block arrows, but these horses are not capable of doing so, and in a moment there was a terrible neighing sound, and many of the mounts were shot to the ground, neighing incessantly. And this disturbed their whole team even more, and some of the horses also threw away their stumbles and kicked them in pain or fright, and several of them who were about to get on the horse failed to control their mounts, and were thrown down, and then suffered a few fierce legs.

And that's not even the most desperate. What made Meldan's heart chill was that as the two rounds of arrows were fired, the enemies on both sides had been slaughtered like a whirlwind, and the knives were raised, and they cut down those people who had already been in disarray to the ground, as effortlessly as slaughtering sheep and cattle.

One side is a sneak attacker who is gathering momentum, and the other side is completely chaotic for various reasons, and the result of this night battle is naturally self-evident.

In just half an hour, less than fifty people were still standing on the spot, and the rest of the Mongolian people had all fallen in pools of blood. And around them, they were completely surrounded by murderous Ming troops.

With one hand cut off, Myrdan made a final struggle, but his eyes were full of despair. At the same time, he was also full of surprise, because this Ming army that attacked him was far superior to the previous one in terms of strength, and it looked like there were as many as two or three thousand people. But according to the news he got before, the Ming army broke into pieces and entered the grassland this time, and there were only 500 people per way......

It was precisely because of this information that the 1,000 of them dared to take the initiative to attack, and they originally came with the idea of winning more than few. Why did the Ming army unite again?

Unfortunately, it is impossible for Maidan to know the answer to this question anymore. Because in the new round of attack, it was very conspicuous that he was quickly surrounded by more than a dozen Ming troops, with a desperate confrontation, he immediately had more than ten wounds on his body, one of which was directly pierced into his heart, with an unwilling scream, Maidan fell to the ground and never got up again.

With the fall of his leader, the remaining Mongols no longer had the fighting spirit, more than a dozen people dropped their weapons, and the others were all cut to death.

It wasn't until the end of the battle that Yang Zhen, who did not personally participate in the battle, rode his horse to the front of the captives. After sweeping the faces of these people with a sharp gaze, he said in a voice full of threats: "If you want to live, help us guide the way and take us to the beggar department!" ”

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