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Brainhair looked behind him with a gloomy face. 【】

More than 3,000 cavalrymen were all shrunk with their heads down, and even the whole person was curled up on horseback.

The war horse is also listless, the wind and snow are extremely large, the snow is deep and has not reached the horse's knee, and it is also very difficult for the war horse to walk on such a ground, and it is easy to exhaust the physical strength and die on the road.

However, no shepherd was willing to dismount and lead the horses, and each man had two or three horses to replace them, but now he could only maintain one horse per person, and a large number of horses fell on the way.

Now the generals leading the troops are worried that they may encounter greater difficulties on the return journey.

It has already been suggested that they should stay in Mobei for the winter and ask for the help of the Chechen Khan, otherwise, half of these 3,000 people will probably die on the road.

After so many days, the cavalry of Heyusheng was too tough, biting, counterattacking, escaping, biting again, counterattacking, escaping...... Chase and escape for more than ten days in a row, then fight again, and escape again......

The brain hair is big and his face is as black as the bottom of the pot, and he said in his heart: "Damn, why are these Han people so tough now!" ”

"Taiji." A general ran over on a horse with his hands shrunk and said: "Along the river to the north, is where the Khan of Chechnya is located, and the shepherds say that they should go there to rest and recuperate, change horses, and call the sick to recuperate, roast the fire, eat some hot food, and recover their strength......"

"Coward, trash!" There was a burst of light in the brain, and he used a leather whip to slash his head and cover his face, and scolded while pumping: "Where do the Han people go to recover their strength, where to make a fire and eat hot food, they can persevere, and they run all the way in front of us, what is this place, is it grassland, or Mobei, where else can they run?" ”

Another general said, "Will the Han people have reinforcements?" ”

The brain looked at him with idiotic eyes: "In the past two hundred years, have any Han generals led troops to Mobei?" ”

Everyone was silent, in fact, all the reasons were just to stop the pursuit, the Han people in front were too tenacious, again and again, everyone thought they would be wiped out, but the other party broke free again and again, and there would be sharp counterattacks.

Those damn Han cavalry, from a distance, look tired and want to die, the Han cavalry who died in battle have gray faces, and their bodies are also terrifyingly thin, these guys are not only tired, but also have all kinds of diseases on their bodies, and they can only eat cold food, and the number is definitely insufficient, after all, there is no way to calmly hunt to obtain food supplies under high-intensity pursuit.

It's such a group of people, but they can't be killed no matter how they fight, once, again, again!

Everyone was discouraged and despaired, this kind of enemy was beyond the understanding of the Mongols, they had never fought against such an enemy, and they were not mentally prepared for it at all.

These Han cavalry are not so much people as a pack of wolves, gray wolves, walking in the gray ground to survive, covered in bruises, starving, but they can always survive and fight back resolutely against those who threaten their lives......

Such an opponent has won the general awe of the Mongols, and the people do not want to chase it any longer, and the herdsmen have beaten the wolf, knowing that the wolf's final counterattack will bite off a large piece of flesh at the moment of crisis.

Most of them may make it back to their southern pastures alive, but who can be sure that it wasn't themselves who died?

The cavalry of these merchant armies, fighting fiercely, wearing thick cuirasses, extremely sharp when counterattacking, and thick protection, bows and arrows hurt them very little, and the opponent's firecrackers were close to fight, and the shepherds were constantly knocked down and fell to the ground in the crackling sound of firearms, and the casualty ratio was very ugly each time, if it were not for the number of people who were nearly twenty times that of the other party, I am afraid that no one would have the confidence to chase them anymore.

"Gotta chase it." The black face with a big brain was half annoyed, half indescribably complex.

For a big Taiji with a big brain, the issue of face is very important, and what is more critical is that this time the task is very important. Fried Flower is an important big man, and if such a person falls into the hands of He Yusheng, there is no doubt that it will cause great trouble to the Chahar Department to deal with Karaqin and return to Tumut's hometown pasture and seize Qingcheng.

Now that Zhang Han has established Ombuhong as Khan, de jure the Chahar Department has lost the initiative, regardless of whether Omu Buhong is a puppet or not, at least de jure the Tumut Department still has its own Great Khan, and the attack of the Chahar Department is already unknown.

If another fried flower appears, I'm afraid that even the tribes of Ordos and Karaqin will turn to Zhang Han's side.

After all, in terms of strength, Lin Danhan and his wives and concubines have the confidence to defeat He Yusheng, and the experienced old Taiji with big brains doesn't think so.

The more than 200 people in front of him are such entangled opponents, and the merchant army with tens of thousands of infantry and thousands of cavalry will be as vulnerable as Lin Dan Khan thought?

Brain Mao has a hunch that the enemy in front of him will be even more difficult and powerful than the Jurchens!

"All the troops are attacking!" Brain Mao ordered: "We have no food or drink, we are sleepy, the enemy must be doubly sleepy and tired, catch them, bite them, destroy them, we are the descendants of Genghis Khan, the eagles of the steppe, the Han people are just sheep, they are the hares running on the steppe, destined to be our food, sons and daughters, lift up your spirits, go and chase our prey!" Think of your Gacha and Sumu, if you want to go back there, you have to make the enemy bleed to death! ”

"Dale ......"

Many Mongols brandished swords and guns and shouted together.

There are many people whose eyes are moist, they miss their own nutge, where they can drink hot milk tea in the felt bag, in such a cold and snowy weather, not to mention a neighbor and brother of Sumu, even if it is a stranger, even if it is a Han merchant who walks into the felt bag, he will be warmly entertained, even if they do not know to abide by the rules of the grassland, and fork the rib meat in front of them at once, at most they will get the herdsmen's metaphors, such as: "Poor fellow, forgive him, he has not eaten meat." Even the left-wing Mongolians that have been fighting with the Ming Dynasty have not used large-scale knife soldiers for a long time, and these herdsmen in front of them are just a group of ordinary people who are riding horses and begging for a peaceful life.

The cavalry of the brigade was summoned to the last of their morale, indeed, there were only more than 200 Han people in front of them, the Han people have always been regarded as cowardly and incompetent sheep, the objects of slaughter and slaughter by the Mongols, the Mongols' felt bags will entertain all passers-by who are lost in the snow, but when they gather together and wave the butcher's knife at the Han people in the south because of the difficulties of life, those simple and simple sides of the character disappear without a trace, and are replaced by cruelty and cruelty.

When the brutality factor in the genes was stimulated, these more than 3,000 people really regarded themselves as wolves, and now they pounced on the helpless sheep in front of them, killing all those Han people, and all the suffering in front of them was over!

……

"Commander, it's a difficult road." The company commander in charge of opening the road rode back and complained to the brigade commander.

While the Mongols and Lin Nanxing were struggling westward along the Krulun River, a large group of cavalry was also trudging forward in the snow.

The cavalrymen wore thick jackets and a coat of wool to shield them from the biting winds.

But it was still too cold, and most of the horsemen were blown out of chilblains, as well as on their hands.

All of them were covered in animal oil on their faces and hands, but frostbite was inevitable.

The horses kept making a clattering sound, in such a cold weather, the horses in Mobei were also a little unbearable, especially in the deep snow, the war horses were difficult to travel, and the knights on horseback could only dismount and walk, struggling to move forward in the knee-deep snow.

Wang Jingzhong, the commander of the brigade, did not accept his background at night, and joined He Yusheng's dart line with Li Zhiye and others six years ago, and then became a regimental training officer when he established the regimental training, and now the merchant regimental army, step by step to his current status.

This is a middle-aged man in his early forties, who became a border army in his teens, and after more than ten years in the border army, he found that he could not even support his own family.

Every officer has his own piece of land, and the land owned by the brigade-level commander is about 5,000 acres; Wang Jingzhong is very satisfied with everything now, and he is also very attentive to He Yusheng's official affairs; with prudence and more than 10 years of experience in the army, plus passing the study course, it is easy to achieve the senior military post of the brigade commander.

Hearing Commander Lian's words, Wang Jingzhong was a little dissatisfied, but he also knew that what the other party said was the truth.

For more than 20 days in a row, not only in a straight line, but also to survey the terrain and strategic points along the way, each soldier walked thousands of miles in an icy and snowy environment.

Even if he didn't collect it at night, he would at most sneak into the territory of the Beilu for three or five days, hunt and kill the lone Beilu or withdraw immediately after obtaining information, and even Wang Jingzhong himself had never suffered such hardship.

But when Wang Jingzhong thought of Zhang Han, he said with a straight face: "You guys, your lordship is already dissatisfied with the Cavalry Regiment, and you dare to think about it and neglect military affairs?" ”

"How dare you?" In addition to the commander of this company, the rest of the officers also surrounded him, and someone pointed to the black clouds in the distance, and said in a deep voice: "We set off immediately after receiving the military order, and we didn't dare to delay for half a time." I've driven more than 40 miles, this is snow, and it's going to snow again. We set up camp in advance to rest, and no one can say what is not coming, right? ”

"Exactly."

"Eighty percent of the Chechen Khan is talking nonsense, this kind of weather, here and Liaodong are thousands of miles away, how can there be brothers running over from there."

"Even if someone wants to take this path, I don't believe they can stick to it."

"Anyway, I can't stand it, if I really have to walk thousands of miles in such weather and terrain, it would be better to just shoot me in the head."

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