Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Deafening sounds of cannons came from the direction of the two camps outside Qingcheng City.

"We are fighting with the Mongolians in two camps outside the city." Li Shuheng said, holding a monocular lens in his hand.

Through the monocular, he could clearly see the situation on the battlefield.

Cannons are the great killing weapon of this era, killing gods and Buddhas.

Under the bombardment of cannons, the Mongol cavalry seemed to be made of paper, without any resistance. They were almost dead and alive.

Because of the relationship between the two camps in front, Qingcheng has not yet been attacked by the Mongols.

Liu Heng, also holding a monocular telescope, looked at the battlefield ahead and asked, "Are the gunpowder and cannons in the two camps ready enough?"

"Don't worry, the gunpowder and cannons prepared by the army are enough to kill the tens of thousands of troops brought by Bu Shitu several times." Li Shuheng said on the side.

Liu Heng nodded and said, "After so many years, the Mongols' methods of siege were still so rough and simple, and there was no change at all. In this battle, Bu Shitu only had the advantage of more than one person."

"No matter how many people there are, it's useless." Li Shuheng said, "The army commanded by Bu Shitu seems to have many soldiers and horses. In fact, they are all string-controlling soldiers from various units. They are temporarily put together, and it's okay to fight a smooth battle.

There is no chance to fight hard."

Liu Heng chuckled and said, "You said it, the Mongolians retreated."

On the battlefield outside Qingcheng, the Mongolian cavalry who attacked the two camps retreated like a tide.

"It seems that the Mongols are more useless than expected, and they retreated so quickly." Li Shuheng said sarcastically.

Liu Heng smiled and said, "The Mongol cavalry is still somewhat powerful, and it is not bad compared to Ye Bu Shu. Unfortunately, these tribes under Bu Shitu have their own thoughts and do not want to be from their own tribes.

There were too many soldiers who were killed or injured, so they made wedding dresses for other tribes. Once the offensive was blocked, the first thing that came to mind was to preserve their strength."

"According to this style of fighting, the war will probably end in two days." Li Shuheng looked at the Mongolian cavalry who were retreating in the distance, showing sarcasm.

The Mongols retreated so quickly that he became more and more despised by the Mongolian army that was invading outside the city.

Liu Heng chuckled and said, "It will be a matter of time before the Mongols retreat. It's time to solve Bu Shitu. He is alive, which is not conducive to our taking over the Tumote Grassland."

"It's a pity that Su Nang did not attack Bu Shitu, so he could only arrange for our people to do it themselves." Li Shuheng said with a frown.

This disappointed him a little about Su Nan's failure to kill Bu Shitu.

In the original plan, the killing of Bu Shitu is the best result for the tiger flag. In the future, the tiger flag will be less in full control of the Tumote grassland.

Once Bu Shitu dies in the hands of their tiger flag, it will inevitably cause some Mongolians to resist the tiger flag and will involve the tiger flag with more energy to maintain their rule.

If you attack a place, you can kill people. However, it is difficult to last for a long time to rule a place by killing people, or to eliminate this hostility after several generations.

Liu Heng said: "Wait a minute, if Bu Shitu is defeated and Su Nang has not taken action yet, he will arrange for people from the Foreign Intelligence Bureau to take action to solve Bu Shitu."

Li Shuheng nodded.

Among the two people, it seemed like it was easy to kill Bu Shitu, Tumote Khan.

Mongolian flags with various patterns are clamoring in the cold wind.

Bu Shitu on the horse's back had a blue face.

Tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry attacked the camp with two tiger flags, but they were beaten and returned without even touching the edge of the camp. The Mongolians who were killed and injured on their own horses were more dead and injured than those who were shot by tiger flags.

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What he couldn't accept the most was that Taiji, who were all in the tribes around him, not only did not feel ashamed of his defeat, but they all breathed a sigh of relief.

When will the warriors on the grassland feel no shame even if they are defeated.

"Khan, otherwise I will be attacking once, and I will send more people this time." Kankantada suggested on the side.

Bu Shitu looked at the Taiji tribes beside him with a gloomy face and asked, "Who is willing to lead the battle and send soldiers from the tribe to attack the two camps in front?"

All divisions have their background and their strength is not weak. If he wants to mobilize the troops of each division, even if he is a great Khan, he needs to discuss with the Taiji Department of each division.

Otherwise, even if he designated one or several tribes to attack the camp of the Tiger Banner, once Taiji of those tribes disagreed, he would have no choice but to lose his face and lose his majesty.

As his words fell, no one around Taiji had responded.

Even the Taiji, who was from the Tumot tribe, did not take the initiative to come forward to take the order. Instead, he pretended not to hear it and looked into the distance without looking sideways.

Bu Shitu grabbed the reins and clenched her fist tightly, and blue veins popped out from the back of her hand.

"Khan, I am willing to personally lead the warriors in the tribe to take down the camp in front." Kankantada saw that the other Taiji did not say anything, so he had to stand up by himself.

Bu Shitu glanced at Kankantada and said weakly: "Forget it, retreat!"

After saying that, he left the formation without looking back.

As a personal guard general, Zamuhe led a group of personal guards to follow Bu Shitu and rode away.

Kankantad looked at Bu Shitu's departure back, sighed, and ordered: "Retreat."

Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!

The ox horn was sounded, the Mongolian army began to retreat, and the various Taiji troops also began to gather the armored cavalry that had retreated from the front, and withdrew to the camp with the army.

In one of the camps outside Qingcheng City, Chen Xunping lay on the edge of the village wall, raised his monocular lens in his hand, frowned slightly, and said, "This soldier retreated too quickly."

Although the battle just now repelled the Mongol attack, it did not cause much damage to the Mongolian army. It would be difficult for him to be happy with such a result.

"Or else let the Iron Armored Cavalry Battalion chase from behind?" Qin Rong said from the side.

Chen Xunping thought for a while and said, "There are too few people in the Iron Armored Cavalry Battalion, and it may not be able to pursue it. Instead, it falls into the siege of Mongolian cavalry, and our cavalry cannot be lost."

Rejected Qin Rong's proposal.

"Do you suspect that the Mongols retreated this time were a trap and deliberately wanted to attract our cavalry to the bait?" Qin Rong said in contemplation.

Chen Xunping said: "It may not be a trap, but with our strength, we can defeat these tens of thousands of Mongolian troops head-on, and there is no need to let the Iron-armored Cavalry Battalion take risks."

"With the strength of our army of tiger-shaped flags, even if we leave the camp and move forward step by step, we can defeat the Mongolian army brought by Bu Shitu." Qin Rong said.

Through repeated battles, the Mongolians' false and powerful appearance had long been torn to pieces by the tiger flag.

Chen Xunping pursed his lips and said, "We have too many new recruits, so there is no need to risk fighting with tens of thousands of Mongolian cavalry at this time. Even if we want to fight in the field, we must destroy the last bit of courage to fight in this Mongolian army."
Chapter completed!