Looking at the cavalry of the Ming army who rushed up and got closer and closer, Mu Tu even had a trace of trance in addition to nervousness and fear, as if all this was so false, not like what really happened in front of him.

It wasn't until he saw clearly the appearance of the Ming army general who took the lead that he suddenly sobered up, revealing a look of disbelief and horror: "It's him!" ”

Although many years have passed, he still recognizes Yang Zhenlai at a glance. At the beginning, the Ming people who fell into the grassland, but after a period of overturning, caused chaos in the grassland, destroyed the powerful Chahar tribe, and let his Gaiqi tribe rise, Mutu would never admit his mistake.

When Yang Zhen left, Mu Tu had an uneasy guess in his heart that this person might become a strong enemy and a big trouble for all parts of the grassland in the future. It's a pity that he didn't have time to devote too much effort to dealing with this terrible guy who hadn't become his enemy yet.

And just a few years ago, Yang Zhen's prestige was already known to many people on the grassland. In order to get rid of this person, they even sent a lot of good men to infiltrate the capital and cooperate with the White Lotus Sect. Results...... Except for getting the defense map of the Northland, they found nothing, but sacrificed a lot of men and horses.

Although there was no evidence, when Mu Tu recognized Yang Zhen's identity at a glance, he could already be sure that the driving force behind the Ming army's killing of various departments of the grassland must be this terrible guy!

This realization made Mu Tu's heart even more chilling. The poisonous plan against the Chahar Department at the beginning was too fierce, even after all these years, it still sent chills down his spine when he thought about it, and he didn't feel a little more afraid of Yang Zhen.

As for the leaders of the tribes around him, they had already broken their courage at this moment. Those warriors were all killed by the Ming army in just one face, and this kind of impact was not something they could resist.

The Mongols have always been heavy on attack and light on defense, and the internal conquests between various tribes can often determine the victory or defeat in only one battle. And now, being so wanton and destroyed by the Ming army, these people naturally can't make the last struggle like the Han people, relying on any terrain or city defense equipment to resist the strong enemy, the only thing they can do is to escape.

"Great Khan, let's go!" The people around quickly judged the situation, hurriedly greeted him, and as soon as he twisted the reins, he wanted to urge the horse to go.

Mu Tu also wanted to leave, but as soon as he saw the appearance of these Ming troops slaughtering violently, he knew that he might not be able to escape. The other party is completely rushing at him, can he still escape the pursuit on the empty grassland?

But the guards around him didn't think so, and soon led his horse, whipped him down, and led him to the side. At the same time, the Mongolian knights who did not rush up to resist just now also closely surrounded him, escorting him and running forward.

But in this way, Mutu's goal is too obvious. How could such a large team escape to the side, how could it escape Yang Zhen's eyes, he quickly lifted the reins, controlled the war horse to cross an arc, and chased straight in the direction of Mutu fleeing.

Other Ming troops also adjusted their direction and pursued closely. However, because the Ming army was all heavy cavalry, and they galloped all the way just now, although these horses were the most majestic, they had reached their limit at this time, and their speed had slowed down significantly, and they couldn't catch up with the Mongolian cavalry who ran away.

At the beginning, the two sides were only five or six zhang apart, but soon, they were stretched to a distance of seven or eight zhang, and they were afraid that if they continued to chase like this, they would soon be protected by these Mongolian people and escape. And if you can't take him this time, it will be very difficult to kill him in the future.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen immediately let go of the hands that controlled the reins, and then took an arquebus from the side of the horse—this was the final weapon they used to kill the enemy this time.

Adjusting his breathing and holding the gun steady, Yang Zhen only controlled the horse with his legs, and kept rushing forward, while his other hand had quickly ignited the fire rope on the gun and aimed firmly at the target in front of him.

"Bang!" A gunshot rang out, and several iron pellets that had been placed in the iron pipe were pushed by the impact of gunpowder and shot straight forward.

It's a pity that the musket at this time has no rifling at all, and once the projectile shoots a certain distance, it quickly deviates from the original direction under the influence of the wind, and actually crashes directly into the back of a Mongolian man in front. With a scream from the unfortunate man, he was knocked off his horse.

"Tsk......" Yang Zhen sighed with some dissatisfaction, then put the musket into the bag on the side, and then urged the horse to chase after him with all his strength. Today's muskets, whether they are accurate in range or loading, are far from enough, even Yang Zhen can't fill the gun with gunpowder and projectiles while galloping on a horse, so he can only continue to catch up.

However, Yang Zhen reminded the others this time, and they also freed their hands one after another and used muskets to strike at the Mongolian people in front. The effect was remarkable, and after a crackling sound like fried beans, many people fell straight off their horses. Moreover, these Mongolians who were hit were not at the back of the line, and many of the Mongolians who were shot and fell down were pinned to the legs of some horses. Some unlucky ones were stepped on directly by the horse, and it was almost impossible to die, while some horses accidentally rolled over because of this.

And this quickly triggered a chain effect, and tripped several horses, so greatly slowing down the speed of the team's escape, giving the Ming army behind them a chance to pursue and approach.

In previous battles, the Mongolian army was not without defeat, but never once was it so embarrassed and powerless as it is today. In the past, even if they were defeated, they could fight back, and even relied on the cavalry and archery skills that were far superior to the Han people, controlling the distance between the two sides, to carry out reflexes, and even turning defeat into victory.

Today, however, the situation is completely different. Their bows and arrows could barely hurt these armored cavalry, so the only thing they could do was to flee for their lives. And once the speed was a little slow, the Ming army chased behind, and with the sound of weapons breaking through the air, the last two people had been cut down and fell off their horses, and the people not far in front of them could even hear the dull sound of landing.

Mu Tu, who was running at the front of the team, was even more desperate in his heart: "Could it be that I really can't escape death today?" ”

And Yang Zhen, who was in hot pursuit, had already shown a smile on the corner of his mouth, his feet had been slightly bent, and when the time came, he would get out of the horse and pounce over, and directly take the wooden figure down the horse.

The others also exerted their strength, desperately urging their horses forward, vowing to leave all these enemies here.

Closer, closer...... Because of the desperate urging of the war horses, the distance between the Ming army and the Mongolian world was shortened again, and it seemed that it was about to get its wish.

At this moment, there were suddenly a few long neighs of Herod on their left hand, and dozens of horses suddenly stopped and crashed into them, and behind these ownerless horses, there were more than fifty strong Mongolian men, who waved their scimitars in their hands one by one, their beards were all open, and their faces were twisted and rushed straight towards the flank of the Ming army, looking as if they were going to tear them apart.

Although there were only about 50 people, the momentum they displayed was very powerful, which made the hearts of many Ming soldiers who were rushing forward feel terrified. In addition, the horses that seemed to be crazy rushed over, which immediately made everyone's hearts frightened, and they subconsciously slowed down the horse's speed, turned the horse's head and avoided it.

But all this still does not change the fact that the two sides collided. Only a moment later, with a bang, the galloping horses collided with many Ming cavalry, and then a large number of people flipped on their backs and screamed.

Although the heavy cavalry of the Ming army was not afraid of bows and arrows, it was not an armored vehicle after all, and it was hit by a lazy horse of the same strength, so it naturally could not support it.

At the same time, the Mongol cavalry, who were closely behind these ownerless horses, also arrived, and their swords were raised high and slashed towards the enemy in front of them.

Although the Ming army was somewhat chaotic, it had not yet reached the point of being slaughtered. Seeing this, they also showed their weapons and fought with the enemy on the flank.

However, Yang Zhen was not affected by this change, and still urged the war horse to run in the direction of Mutu, and at the same time shouted in his mouth: "Pursue the target, don't delay it!" ”

In the minds of these brocade guards, his words carried the same weight as the holy decree, and as soon as he received the order, he quickly readjusted his direction and pursued it closely.

However, after this trouble, Mu Tu, who was about to catch up, distanced himself from them again. And because of the collision just now, there were only more than 100 horsemen left in the chasing Ming army at this time, and the others were either entangled with the Mongolian army or fell off their horses.

All of this was seen by Tuta not far away. Behind him, there were also hundreds of Mongolian cavalry gathered, seeing this, they no longer hesitated, and immediately like those people just now, they rode towards the flank of the Ming army, vowing to completely intercept these pursuers.

The sound of the trampling horse kept approaching, Yang Zhen woke up suddenly, turned his head to look at the enemies who were rushing straight over, and a trace of fire burst out in his eyes.

And Tuta, with a distorted face, held his saber high, howled, and rushed straight towards Yang Zhen, who could recognize him as the leader of this team at a glance, like a whirlwind.

At this time, behind them, the Mongol garrison had been completely engulfed in flames, and a large number of Ming troops were constantly rushing back and forth in it, cutting down and killing the powerless counterattackers who had scattered and fled one by one, screaming everywhere, and blood was flowing all over the land.

This surprise attack launched at dawn, after two hours of fighting, the result has been completely decided—whether it is the Gai beggar tribe or the other small tribes that have taken refuge, countless people have died under the fire and the butcher's knife of the Ming army, and I am afraid that the grassland will be ruined.

What's even more terrifying is that even if he escapes in time, Mutu is still not out of danger, and he may be caught up and killed by the Ming army at any time......

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