In the Mongolian steppes in the first lunar month, the climate is still relatively cold. In the morning, before the sun came out, there was always a layer of white frost on the tips of the dry grass. The horses' hooves swept over the nearby meadows, and the frost shattered. If it's snowing, the earth is snow-white, white, and you can't see any other colors at all. At its coldest time, the snow on the flat ground was three feet thick, and even war horses could not walk.

In general, in such weather, even nomadic herders rarely come out for activities. They will all choose to hide in warm tents and wait for spring to come. However, in this cold winter, around the Bayannur grassland, it is in full swing, which is completely abnormal. The chaotic sound of horses' hooves, constantly coming, completely shattered the tranquility of the prairie. Faintly, intermittent gunshots could be heard.

This is the sphere of activity of the Kellergin tribe, and in the past, at this time, even if there was occasional activity, it was the Tartar of the Kellergin tribe. Either their scouts or their patrols. However, this year, it was the figure of a Hellergin tribe Tartar, and I didn't see it. The Tartars of the Kellergin tribe seem to have completely disappeared from this area. On the contrary, there is an unprecedented crowd alive here.

They wore crisp blue uniforms, striking belts, and white capes. They didn't have tight armor, they didn't have heavy helmets, they were just light and flexible. The weapons they used were not scimitars, spears, or bows, but muskets. Their banner is a golden dragon holding two swords. They are like ghosts on the prairie, gathering and dispersing, meeting and meeting, quietly coming, and quietly leaving. If you don't look closely, you won't be aware of their presence.

Of course, for the Tartars of the Kyllegin tribe, these people definitely exist. They are a nightmare for the Khalegin tribesmen. It is precisely because of their presence that the Tartars of the Kyllegin tribe did not dare to appear here. It was because of their presence that Hellergin and everyone around him were as big as a fight, full of grief and indignation, but helpless. Every day, Tartars die at the hands of these people, but they cannot fight back.

In Hellerkin's opinion, this is a very sinister bunch. It's a bunch of very cold guys. It's a very tough bunch to deal with. They were like lurking poisonous snakes, and when the Tartars were not looking, they quickly pounced on them and bit them fiercely. When the Tartars came to their senses and gathered their forces to chase after them, they immediately disappeared again. They were like ropes around the necks of the Helkin tribe, slowly tightening.

Helekin felt like she was getting harder and harder to breathe. He constantly sent the remnants of elite cavalry to search for the whereabouts of these people. He knew who they were, what they were for, and who sent them. It is because he knows the cause and effect of the matter well that he feels afraid. If these people are not eliminated as soon as possible, the Hellergin tribe may not take a year to be completely finished.

As a result, unfortunately, they rarely have the opportunity to spot these people. Even if you find them occasionally, it's hard to catch them. These people are very cunning, and they will never fall in love with the Tartar cavalry. When they realized that the situation was not right, they immediately fled. In the vast prairie, if a person is determined to run away desperately, it is very difficult for the pursuers to succeed. Besides, the pursuers were still very worried that if they chased too fast and too quickly, they would fall into their trap.

"Bang!"

Only the occasional dull sound of gunfire could indicate their presence.

However, after the gunshots, they disappeared completely. After the gunshots were fired, one or more corpses of Tartar cavalrymen were often left on the steppe. It is also possible that it is not the corpse of a Tartar cavalryman, but the corpse of a Tartar in general. It could also be the elderly, women, children. Anyway, as long as it is a Tatar, it is possible to fall under their guns. That's what those people came to the savannah for. They came to the prairie purely to take revenge. For the Tartars, this is a cup of bitter wine, and only they have to swallow it helplessly.

These people are all stragglers of the Eagle Cavalry. In accordance with Xu Xingxia's orders, they continued to hunt and kill any Tartar they encountered on the periphery of the Helkin tribe, and wiped out the living forces of the Tartars one after another. They use wolf pack tactics, and if the Tartars are alone, they will go straight up and kill them. If the Tartars are in a swarm, they will temporarily avoid their edge, stride back, and then call out to their companions, using fatigue tactics as much as possible, dragging them down first, and then finding a way to kill them.

Since arriving on the outskirts of the Kellergin tribe, each Eagle Cavalry skirmish has several Tartar surnames in his hands. Although their number is small, less than a hundred. However, the area they control is quite extensive. Their killing actions made all the Tatars feel very frightened. No one knows exactly how many of them there are, who is behind them, and what the next move will be. All the Tartars can only live in fear and anxiety every day.

If there is anything that the current Hellergin Tartar regrets the most, it must be that he once offended the dignity of the Han people. They have looted Ningxia Town too many times, killed the Han people too many times, looted too much Han wealth, and caused too much suffering to the Han people. Now, all this has been copied to them by the Han people. A tooth for a tooth, blood for blood, all the hardships that the Han people have suffered must be repaid by them doubled.

I have to say that when all this suffering really befell the Tartars, they finally realized what it means to not survive and die. They are afraid to go out to graze, to go out to gather grass, not to go out to find food. They could only nest in the tents of the tribe and watch their horses, cattle and sheep die because there is not enough forage. Because they didn't have enough food, they had to go hungry or kill their own animals to satisfy their hunger. Even, they didn't even dare to speak too loudly, for fear of attracting the attack of the Eagle Cavalry stragglers.

"Well deserved!"

Feng Qingwu said coldly.

This is his most apt assessment of all Tartars.

In fact, Feng Qingwu didn't have any sympathy for these Tartars.

At the beginning, after receiving this task from Xu Xingxia, Feng Qingwu knew that the pain of the Tartars had arrived. Defeat is not the most painful. The most painful process is the process of waiting for death. Waiting for death is uncomfortable for anyone. Knowing that they are about to die, but they don't have the strength to reverse the pain of fate, it is estimated that few people can bear it. And Xu Xingxia just wants them to bear such pain.

The purpose of the Eagle Cavalry stragglers here, to put it bluntly, is to make Heller's gold tartars miserable, and life is worse than death. Killing people is just a means. Letting the Tartars completely collapse is the ultimate goal. Whatever method can make the tartar feel pain, take whatever way. Whatever method can make the Tartars feel fear, they will take whatever method. What kind of method can make the Tartars hysterical, the walking dead, they will take what kind of way.

According to Xu Xingxia's order, they are the dead from hell and are specially used to create death. They are unlike any other army. Their only mission is to kill. They will not be bound by military discipline and can kill as much as they want. As long as it is a Tartar, whoever it is, it is within the scope of their slaughter. This is not Xu Xingxia's viciousness. In fact, the former Tartar cavalry did the same thing when they went south to loot Ningxia Town. He is just treating others the way he is.

The stragglers of the Eagle Cavalry who were dispatched here to carry out the mission were all blood feuds with the Tartars. Many of them died at the hands of the Tartars with their entire families. Even the lightest hatred has at least one loved one who died at the hands of the Tartars. For Xu Xingxia's order, they were simply grateful. There are hundreds of years of hatred precipitation, and the stragglers of the Eagle Cavalry have no pressure at all when carrying out this order.

The current Helkin tribe Tartars only dare to cower in a small range, and the outside is full of dense Tartar cavalry. Helkin shrunk all the remaining cavalry and resisted stubbornly, trying to support as much as possible until reinforcements arrived. Except for the small area controlled by the Tartars, the vast steppe has been controlled by the skirmishers of the Eagle Cavalry.

"Nine hundred and seventy-five, there are still twenty-five ...... left," Feng Qingwu calculated silently.

According to the number of enemies destroyed by their subordinates, since they arrived around the Helkin tribe, there is an accurate number of kills, which is nine hundred and seventy-five. Of course, the number of numbers does not mean anything. Killing is just a means. As long as the Hellergin tribe is contained in the depths of the steppe, they will achieve their goal.

"Dididi!"

Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded, stimulating everyone's nerves.

This is a signal for the discovery of unidentified persons in the steppe.

"There is a situation!"

Feng Qingwu reacted immediately, and subconsciously clenched the musket in his hand.

"It's your own people!"

The message soon came back.

It turned out to be his own people. But it's not a member of the Eagle Cavalry.

"Da Da Da!"

Soon, the sound of horses' hooves was heard, shattering the tranquility of the steppe.

Two vigorous white-clothed cavalrymen came to Feng Qingwu and quickly explained the situation. If someone who is familiar with the white-clothed army is here, it is easy to identify that these two white-clothed cavalrymen are Wang Xia and Mao Thirteen.

"Understood!"

"Execute it now!"

Feng Qingwu saluted and responded loudly.

Immediately, he quickly issued an order that all the Eagle Cavalry stragglers must arrive at the assembly point before sunset tomorrow. Regardless of the task you are currently on, you must terminate the task immediately and return to the rendezvous point as quickly as possible.

(To be continued)