Along the Lianmian Mountains, high in the west and low in the east, the Mongolian cavalry found a camp the next day, which was the destroyed camp.

Asari came here with the Asut tribe cavalry under her elder brother. She saw a charred and messy scene. The wood on the tent and vehicle had not been burned yet, and smoke was shrouded in the embers. The air was filled with a special smell of meat burning, but sheep in the ashes or human corpses.

Many of the people who survived were women. They were dirty and dark, dull, and were searching in the abandoned camp, as if they wanted to find the remaining useful things. Ming Jun probably felt that women could not fight and did not kill them.

Ashari was wearing a black turban, and only a pair of deep eyes were exposed. She rode her horse slowly along the deserted camp. A hoarse cry made her look sideways. A woman was sitting on the ground, holding a big man's body in her arms, howling there, and there were two and a half-old corpses next to her.

Seeing this scene, Asari felt sad.

After walking a few steps, Asari found a Tatar man lying half beside the destruction cart. He let out a weak moan, and Asari realized that he was still alive. When he turned around, he saw the big man staring at him without blinking. Asari hurriedly jumped off the horse and went forward to check. The followers beside him also followed him.

The man's wound was on his waist, and half-dry blood was already covered with his clothes.

A follower walked forward with a knife, gently separated the fur and cloth from the waist of the injured person, and turned his head and said, "He was caught in the enemy's lead bullet, and he was afraid he would not survive."

Asari immediately saw tears flowing out of the injured person's turbid eyes. Obviously, this person was still awake and could hear the people around him speak. His tears seemed to express his attachment and reluctance to life.

"See a way to save him." Asari blurted out.

After hearing this, the entourage had to obey the order and take out some knives and medicinal materials from the bag. While he was busy, he said, "First of all, you have to take out the lead balls on his body, and there may be fragments of the clothing inside. You must also clean it up and then apply medicine. However, I have seen many injured people injured by guns, and the wounds may still ulcerate after treatment."

After a while, the person who was dying and injured, who had no idea where the strength came from, began to scream and struggle. The others had to come forward to help and hold the injured.

After fiddling for a long time, the person who fainted on the ground woke up again, and he immediately began to scream miserably. The pain of the flesh on his body being cut by a knife could be felt a little from his voice.

At this moment, someone came over to tell Ashari that the Khan had discovered the location of the Ming cavalry, and the army would set out immediately to drive away the Ming cavalry. The camp had been destroyed and there was no need to stay anymore.

Asari wanted to take the injured person away, but soon found it impossible. Most of the injured person's body could not move at all, and the wound that had just taken out the lead pill was still bleeding. If he was placed on the horse's back, he would probably die in the painful bumps soon.

"What happens if I leave him where I am?" Asari accidentally expressed his thoughts.

The entourage replied, "It will take at least several days to die, and it will be difficult to die."

Asari stood there in a daze.

At this time, a large group of people came over, and there were many flags in the horse team. It turned out that Adaihan passed by. Adaihan slowed down, looked for a moment, and said, "Life and death are not easy."

Asari finally abandoned the strange wounded, but his mood was heavy for a long time.

It was almost noon when the army met the Ming army cavalry in a valley. Both sides began to rectify the military formation and gradually approached.

There are some rocks on the high ground on both sides of the ravine, which is not easy to run horses, but most of the mountains here are relatively flat and can still pass through cavalry; it is just that there is no need, because the vanguard of the Ming army is also a cavalry team.

The Ming army seemed to have a smaller number of cavalrymen, but they did not retreat and were setting up formations in the east to confront the Mongolian cavalry.

Soon, a group of Ming army's horse team actually took the initiative to force it up.

Ashari, near the Khan Central Army, looked ahead along the ravine, and could see clearly the Ming cavalry gradually approaching. The cavalry had about three or four hundred people, divided into two parallel brigades and advanced in a formation.

Asari, who has been with horses since childhood, can tell at a glance that the Mongolian horses that are mounts are very poor, they are the kind of horses that are not good at running and charging, and are very reluctant to be war horses. Moreover, the riding skills of the Ming soldiers are not very good, and the posture is obviously half-life who does not often ride horses.

However, the Han people dressed very well. In the eyes of the Mongolians who were very short of iron, the cavalry were equipped with luxury one by one. They all had armor on them. In addition to iron helmets, shoulder armor and shiny iron heart protection mirrors, the chain mail on their arms was also newly shining with a metallic luster. They were also equipped with leather armor and neatly dressed in gray clothes.

The Ming cavalry held two feet long and half long in one hand, probably firearms. Their front team gathered together to form a dense formation, gradually approaching within dozens of steps. The cavalry in front of the Mongolian military formation drew out arrows.

Suddenly, the sound of guns of "bang bang bang..." came, and the fire was shining and the smoke filled the gun. At the same time, the sound of the strings of the Mongolians also "cracked". The screams sounded everywhere.

In front of the formation of both sides, it seemed like the Mongols skillfully fired the bow and arrows, and people kept falling off their horses. The muskets in the Ming army opposite did not stop. The Ming army carried another musket and fired again. Then their front team slapped the horses to both sides of the horses, and the horizontal team behind them came up, followed by the fire. The Ming army was also on the side of the horses, and the horses were neighing. The horses who were caught in the arrows threw the knights off the horses. Some people were injured in arrows and ran around by the horses.

The Mongolians were beaten loose in many places in front of the battlefield, and many casualties were injured. They finally realized, waved their bows and swords and roared, and kicked their horses forward one after another.

At this time, the Ming cavalry began to turn around in a hurry and immediately prepared to run away.

The sudden fire exchange lasted for a while, and the horses rushed, making the valley feel like it was boiling.

The firefight between the two sides did not stop for a moment, and the Tatar soldiers who were chasing and riding while running. The Ming soldiers also turned around, holding guns in one hand, and fired at the Tatar soldiers. The messy sound of muskets filled the middle.

Although the sound of horse hooves and shouts resounded all over the world, there was almost no communication between them, and the fire exchange was very rushed, and the horses became increasingly chaotic.

The two sides were only dozens of steps apart, and the Ming cavalry turned around and wasted time. They had never run away from the pursuit of the Tatar army. The Ming cavalry was gradually caught up, and many people simply threw away the muskets and drew their horses and knives. Both sides ran and fought in a melee.

At this moment, a group of Ming army lances rushed over, and they arranged in three ways. The knights carried cherry rifles, slapped their horses and rushed straight into the army. The louder the sound of horse hooves, as if they were thunderous.

Compared with those fire cavalry that fired guns, the lancers coming up behind were obviously more decent. Their riding skills were well-organized and experienced. The team of Ming army cavalry quickly broke into the chaotic horses.

I saw a cavalry in front holding a cherry spear. With the speed and length of the weapon, he stabbed the cherry spear directly into the chest of a Tatar soldier. The Tatar soldier was still on the horse's back, but the Ming cavalry had given up the cherry spear and drew out a single sword to continue to charge.

The Ming cavalry at the front was too fast, and a Mongolian in front could not hide in time and rushed to a Ming cavalry. The two horses collided with each other when they turned, and the horses' neighing were spread far away. The Ming cavalry quickly dispersed and joined the messy horses in a melee.

At this time, a Ming army quickly penetrated the battlefield ahead and rushed straight to the Mongolian Central Army flag.

Almost in an instant, Asari saw many Mongolian cavalry rushing out and facing the Ming army. Asari saw that the Ming army was getting closer and closer, and she also took down the bow and arrow and held it in her hand.

Asari scolded and kicked the horse to move the mount.

She saw an enemy cavalry carrying a cherry rifle charge towards the face, and immediately put the arrow feathers on the strings. She saw the horse under the bright armor, pulled the bow and shot the arrow immediately. She finished it in one go, and with a "bang" sound, the enemy cavalry flipped out from the horse's back.

Asari's second arrow was on the bowstring and rushed over from the side. The arrowhead aimed at the Han people on the ground who were about to struggle to get up. She suddenly saw clearly the face of the man when he raised his head, a very young Han people.

Her arrow was not out of string. Because she had to use her hands, she was powerful. She never pulled the bow and aimed for too long. It was mainly based on her feelings. Asari aimed for a long time. She could not let herself go. Perhaps in an instant, she vaguely remembered the moment when the young Han soldier sacrificed his life to save her and fell off the horse.

At this moment, a black shadow rushed by quickly. A Tatar soldier waved his side and made a short and low terrifying sound with a "crack". The Tatar soldier rushed by immediately.

I saw a stream of blood spurting out from the Han man's neck, sprinkling in the air. His pupils changed in an instant, and his body that had just gotten up fell softly backwards.

An unexpected scene passed by Asari's eyes, and her heart was also confused. She consciously recalled the desperate face of the Tatar woman in the corpse of a family this morning. She thought this would be a little better, but for some reason the entanglement in her heart remained unabated.

Amid the huge noise, Asari was in a short trance. She raised her head and found that the wide hillsides on both sides were deserted, while countless people were fighting wildly in this wilderness.

The "buzzing" sounded in her ears, and she vaguely heard a scream, as if the sharp sound of a single sword slowly unsheathed, but it was an illusion. When Asari came to her senses, she saw swords and guns waving everywhere in front of her eyes, and the people surging, and the whole world seemed to be in chaos.
Chapter completed!