Every winter when the grassland is covered with thick snow, Mongolian tribes, large and small, will hold hunting gatherings. At a young age, there are dozens or hundreds of people, and at a young age, even thousands or even thousands.

Hunting is similar to marching and fighting, and the encirclement methods used vary according to the prey.

There are tiger siege, wolf siege, wild hunting siege, yellow sheep siege, fox siege, etc. The number of people hunting is different, and it is divided into three sections, four sections, and even five sections. The tribal cavalry each performs their duties during the hunting, and divides the responsibilities into siege, release siege, bomb siege, complete siege, push siege, tight siege, withdraw siege, etc., and each is loyal to his duties.

Genghis Khan, a genius of a generation, also evolved cavalry tactics from hunting, and made the invincible Mongolian cavalry in the world.

Behind Gaolong's grass slope, three thousand Mongolian light cavalry were arranged in three arcs, and Tushetuhan used three long encirclement methods.

At the top of the grass slope, the scouts lurking in the deep grass returned to report the distance from the grain transport team every moment.

The silent cavalry strongly controlled the war horses and waited for the order to attack.

Three thousand Mongolian light cavalry against six hundred Jurchen grain protection cavalry teams.

Tushetuhan originally wanted to raid the camp of the grain transport team at night to reduce losses, but the Han people who responded did not agree. There was no guarantee that all the Jurchen cavalry would be killed in the darkness. If anyone escaped and returned to Huihua City, the battle would die before the beginning. Xiao Zhiyan's goal was to prevent one person from missing the net.

The sun is so vicious in June, the waters of the Yellow River and wetlands emit moisture, and sweat and moisture are glued to everyone's body.

The Jurchen cavalry divided into two sections and escorted the grain team in the middle. Occasionally, they looked up and looked into the distance. The white sun was scattered on the endless grass, and the monotonous green was everywhere.

The Han grain husbands were slow, and no one spoke, as if they would waste more energy when they opened their mouths. This was the fifth time they had taken this road. It took a total of twenty days to go from Guihua City to Dorgon's camp in the west of the desert. Every day, it was clear where to rest and where to camp, and there was no need to urge them.

Zachshan wiped sweat from his forehead. The iron armor of the cavalry under the scorching sun was like a steamer, making him pour water every hour. He was the Niulu who was wearing red flags and the commander of the cavalry guarding the grain transport team.

The flat grassland gradually rose, and a huge grass slope blocked the road of the grain transport team. After crossing there, walking forward for a long time to reach the bank of the Yellow River, today's itinerary ended.

When crossing the river tomorrow morning, you will face the most difficult Tengger Desert along the way. Looking up at the sun in the air, Zakshan was a little scared when he thought about the scene in the desert. They had to prepare enough water at the ferry.

Under the sky, on the green grass, there was no sight of even a bird or beast in the four fields. It seemed that this team was walking alone on the Hetao grassland.

As the steps extend, the grass slope increases, and the grain transport team staggers.

The grass slope is not very steep, but it is very long. The pack horse is breathing halfway through walking, slowing down.

Zakshan raised his horse whip, shouted loudly, signaling the villagers to speed up, but they did not really fight. These recruited Han men lived in Liaodong for some time. Whether they were forced to stay or were plundered by the army from the pass, they were already used to living in Liaodong. Since Tiancong Khan ascended the throne, he has treated Han people much more preferentially than before. Han people no longer thought of running away whenever they had the opportunity.

It was difficult to get uphill, and the slow downhill at the back of the top would make the team much easier. There were only more than two miles away from the top of the slope. Zakshan waved his hand and placed it at the tip of his eyebrows to block the dazzling sunlight and look up. In a trance, he suddenly saw a cavalry appearing on the top of the slope. At that moment, he thought he had hallucinations, and rubbed his eyes hard and looked again.

This time I won't be wrong again!

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09 Ambush!" Zakshan shouted, sweating profusely on his back, and he could no longer feel the heat of the weather.

"Enemy attack!" the personal soldiers shouted in panic.

The pack horses scattered everywhere, and the civilians had not experienced the battle formation. They were at a loss and ran down the slope.

The three-section cavalry formed a crescent moon and rushed down from the top of the slope, covering the rain.

Zakshan pulled out his scimitar and glanced at the hillside he had just climbed up with difficulty. The cavalry that went down with the flow would be unstoppable. He never dreamed that so many Mongolian cavalry would appear in the hinterland of Hetao. A few months ago, Dorgon's army cleared Hetao, and no trace of the Mongols was found here.

Tushetuhan stopped fighting horses and issued orders.

The first Mongolian cavalry took advantage of the slope to speed up the horses. The crescent-shaped formation was thick in the middle and the two wings were thin. The cavalry in the middle raised a scimitar and collided towards the Jurchens. The cavalry on both wings spread a little and shot out the bows and arrows in their hands.

"Gather!" Zakshan waved his sword to summon his subordinates, but it was too late, and the Jurchens could not even form a formation.

Horses from more than two miles accelerated and arrived in an instant. The Mongolian light cavalry rushed down like a moth to the flames on the top of the hillside. If it were on the plains, the Mongolian light cavalry would not dare to confront the Jurchen cavalry head-on. Although Zakshan was not a heavy armored knight, he had at least an iron armor protection, and the iron weapon on the Mongolians was only a scimitar in their hands.

But here is downhill.

The first wave of Mongolian cavalrymen rushed down had 200 people, and they did not use weapons at all. More than 300 kilograms of war horses sprinting wildly down with huge inertia, and the Jurchen cavalry raised the weapons in their hands and were immediately knocked over and overturned.

The war horse rolled down and neighed in pain.

"withstand!"

After Zakshan said this, the defeated soldiers around him wrapped him back, and even the mounts could not be controlled by the chaotic army. The Mongolian archers on the flank chased them reluctantly, aiming at the Jurchen cavalry with bows and arrows wide open on the back.

Dozens of war horses fell to the ground and struggled at the impact, most of which had broken bones and were difficult to stand. The Mongolians and Jurchens who fell on the ground struggled to get up, but were still looking for weapons scattered on the ground to fight.

Tu Xietuhan waved his hand again.

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The second wave of five hundred cavalry accelerated from the top of the slope, chasing the footsteps of the Juzhen defeated soldiers. The Mongolians with superb riding skillfully avoided the pack horse team and the civilians. The cavalry team accelerated in the gaps, trampled on iron hooves, and blood splashed everywhere when passing by.

The civilians fled in panic, and the Mongolian cavalry on both wings pulled the front even further, hoping to drive away the flock of yellow sheep in winter, and these people rushed towards the bottom of the hillside.

The first wave of cavalry sprinted was almost chasing behind the Jurchen defeated soldiers.

"Kill them!" Zakshan was furious. They were fighting Jurchens, how could they be defeated so far?

The number of Mongolian cavalry chasing was rare, because they could not control their full speed down and fell into the Jurchen queue. They suddenly showed a disadvantage. The Jurchen soldiers who recovered from their senses waved their thick swords to fight back.

"kill!"

Zakshan cut off half of the head that was standing sideways with a knife, and felt a dark cloud covering his head.

The sound of horse hooves came into his ears, and the five hundred cavalry attacks came down from the top of the slope with the whistling wind. Zak's soul was scattered. Under such an terrain, heavy armored cavalry might not be able to resist the impact of the light cavalry.

Five hundred Mongolian cavalry crashed into the army again, people were on their backs and horses were overturned, and the Jurchens were defeated.

Zakshan turned his horse's head and shouted, "Retreat!"

The Jurchen cavalry finally left the grain transport team and fled to the bottom of the hillside in a panic, facing the endless grassland.

Two death battles destroyed the morale of the Jurchens, and the Tu Xietuhan war horse on the top of the grass slope finally started.

More than a thousand cavalrymen accelerated through the left and right sides of the grain transport team, chasing them reluctantly.

There is no cavalry in this world who can compete with the Mongols for riding skills, of course, the Jurchens.

The Mongols lacked iron armor, but light riding made the horses lighter.

The chasing light cavalry was getting closer and closer to the Jurchens, and the Mongolians waved their scimitars and made strange shouts.

Tushetuhan no longer allowed the scattered Jurchens to gather again, and the number was superior. The Mongols divided the Jurchen soldiers into more than a dozen places, using bows and arrows from afar and scimitars from afar.

During the melee, the Jurchens showed their military armor advantages, and their close combat and strength caused a lot of trouble for the Mongolian light cavalry, but it was too late.

The hard reef was finally submerged in the ocean of Mongolian light cavalry, and it was a perfect hunting for yellow sheep.
Chapter completed!