The war continued. On the vast grassland, a sparse rain fell, hitting the green grassland. The morning raindrops continued to gather on the leaves, slowly condensed into a shiny river. With a breeze blowing, there was a rustling sound on the grass leaves, and the raindrops slid down the leaves and dripped on the land under the grass leaves.

The horse's hooves suddenly fell down and hit the slightly muddy land. A large pile of mud spots splashed, and blood fell to the ground.

"kill!"

The warrior of Krei tribe, Holba, raised the scimitar in his hand vigorously, and the angry roar continued to echo on the grassland. He chopped off the arm of an enemy who wanted to sneak attack him with his backhand.

Blood splashed out everywhere. Hallba wiped the blood on his face and continued to urge the horse to move forward. He did not have a pistol. Someone hit his pistol with a mace. He could only take off the pistol and continue fighting because the pistol had become his burden.

He didn't even know whether the blood was his or his enemy. All he could do on the battlefield was to fight hard, and any other thoughts were redundant.

He lost to Yue Fei back then, but now he is unwilling to lose to Hebule again.

"kill!"

Hallba roared again with great strength, the light rainy weather could not stop these warriors from fighting.

On the grassland, killing has always been an eternal theme and exists all the time.

The war will start for some simple reasons. The fundamental reason for the Krei tribe's backbone and confrontation was the continuous rise of the Qiyan tribe, which made the Krei tribe feel threatened.

The expansion of Qiyan tribe was also full of blood and killing. This conquest of Kelie tribe was also because Qiyan tribe plundered the tribe that depended on them.

War has never been justice. Those high-sounding reasons are just an excuse to start a war. When the two sides are irreconcilable due to survival contradictions, the war will break out and then use all means to defeat the opponent.

Hallba rushed out like a storm, and two teams of ten thousand people followed behind him. The sound of horse hooves seemed extremely dull in the rain. In order to survive, both sides burst out with amazing combat power. Even if their arms were cut off half, they had to bite off the opponent's flesh and blood with their teeth.

The wind roared and collided with the cavalry of the Mongolian Kingdom. The tribe called Da Chou in the Mongolian Kingdom was extremely tenacious in combat. Two teams of ten thousand people collided hard. The ranks of cavalry and horses even knocked to the ground. Countless cavalrymen rolled down from the horses and were then trampled to death on the ground by horses.

The brave soldier bent down to avoid the cold light that his opponent waved towards him, but was hammered on the cap by another person. The horse continued to charge forward, without knowing that the horse on its back was dead.

Lu Khan put down the Qianli Miles mirror in his hand, pulled out the knife from his waist, and joined the battlefield with two 10,000 teams. He accelerated from the low hills on the side. The yelling cavalrymen rushed into the central army from the flanks, like a sharp arrow, directly drilled through the Da Chou formation, and after muddling the formation, he began to interweave and harvest.

The young Tuoli was also gasping on the horse. He led a team of ten thousand people, ate the opponent's light cavalry, walked around the back of the Chou tribe, and directed the battle with a tender voice. Even if he had many disagreements with his father, he firmly implemented his father's combat plan during the war.

And it was successfully completed.

The Douqi will not be specially customized because Tuli is Wang Khan's son. The slightly larger one is put on Tuli's head, which seems very inconsistent. Children of this age should study in school rather than fight on the battlefield.

Tuoli successfully held the reserves of the Da Chou tribe, and took the light cavalry to bite the reserves of the opponent, and finally drove away the reserves of the opponent.

"Father! We won!" Tuli held up the bow and arrow in his hand and shouted proudly and loudly. He completed the two tasks assigned to him by his father.

Eliminate the opponent's light cavalry and disperse the opponent's reserves.

Lu Khan smiled with relief, but the mask blocked the warm smile. He had never felt disappointed with his children. The two of them just quarreled after the Krei tribe.

Lu Khan suddenly frowned and shouted loudly: "Be careful!"

A team of ten thousand people appeared behind the tumbler. They were slowly paced in the rain, and the heavy sound of horse hooves kept coming in the light rain.

Tuli shouted in horror: "Disast! Disast away!"

The warriors of the Krei tribe are brave and good at fighting, and the combat effectiveness of an army has always been judged by execution. They drove the horses under them as fast as possible and left the battlefield.

Even the four 10,000 teams led by Holba and Lu Khan were fleeing in all directions. These were the heavy cavalry and light cavalry coalition of the Mongolian Kingdom, the elite of the elite, the Qixue Army.

But the battlefield is always stalemate, and any behavior that wants to escape from the war will reveal its back to the enemy. The warrior who is red-eyed, even if he dies, must be attached to your horse, wanting to lift you down and walk with him on the road to the underworld.

Therefore, the 50,000 people in Hallba, Lu Khan, and Tuli paid an extremely heavy price to escape from the battlefield. The Krei tribe who ran to the hills everywhere looked around and saw that there was only Tuli's light cavalry, which was the best preserved.

The sound of the iron hooves of the Qiexue army rumbling, and then gradually drifted away. The Kelie tribe who remained in the same place was smashed into pieces by the iron cavalry. The surviving Da Chou tribe followed the Qiexue army away from the battlefield and headed towards the Mengwu Khanate in the distance.

Hebule Khan stood under the chasing and looked at the warriors in the camp, with some mixed feelings. If it weren't for the rain, Kelie's troops would have been killed by the Qixue army.

The Qiexue army, who should have entered the battlefield with the reserves, suffered from rain, slippery roads and slow march, led to the failure of this battle.

"My dear answer, it was all because of my mistake that the Da Chou tribe was able to face the cruel enemy of the Krei tribe independently. I express my deep apology for this and am willing to make compensation." Hebre Khan was not a leader who was good at shirking responsibility. On the contrary, he was responsible for the defeat of this battle.

The leader of the Da Chou tribe came to Hebule with the help of others, shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Khan, don't blame yourself. Before we set off, we didn't expect it to rain lightly. If the rain was heavier, the Krei tribe could not attack. If the rain was less, the warriors of the Qiyan tribe would also arrive at the battlefield on time. This is the will of Changshengtian."
Chapter completed!