"Kill!"

"Kill all the Tartars! Don't let them run away!"

"Cut the Tartars' heads and cast Jingguan!"

The shouts of killing sounded from both sides of the mountain pass, and the postmen forgot their fatigue, and the steel crossbow in their hands shot at the Tatars ruthlessly.

The Tatars who were trampled by war horses did not have the courage to resist. They only regretted that their parents had fewer legs and ran wildly without looking back.

Fortunately, the city gate had been squeezed out, and the Tatars retreated like a tide, but the narrow Helan Pass was left with corpses everywhere.

When Li Fan led the postmen to chase out of the Helan Pass, there were fleeing Tatars everywhere. Although they still had tens of thousands of people, no one dared to stop and resist.

Li Fan knew that he had succeeded. After this battle, the Tatars had no courage to attack the mountain pass again in a short period of time, and the postmen were unable to chase the Tatars and gave up the opportunity to wipe out the enemy completely.

After looking for a while, Li Fan was planning to let the postmen retreat back to the mountain pass and clean the battlefield.

Suddenly! The Tatars who had already escaped to the distance came back. Although the Tatars who returned were only hundreds, they seemed so eye-catching on the battlefield.

Um?

Li Fan quickly raised his telescope and stared at the Tatars with strange behavior, with a smile gradually appearing on his face.

"Here! They're really time!"

On the horizon in the distance, a thousand-man cavalry appeared. Unlike the Tatars wearing leather robes, they were wearing the standard equipment of the Ming army.

A young man in his twenties rushed to the front and rushed straight into the chaotic Tatars. They were like a sharp knife, splitting the Tatars directly in half.

The Tatars who retreated from the mountain pass in a panic had no intention of fighting at all and were completely turned upside down by this cavalry.

Without asking, Li Fan could see that the fighting style of this group of people was exactly the same as that of Li Rusong, and they must be the men of Li Chengliang from Liaodong.

The Tatars were completely timid and wanted to escape when they seized the road. But before they could run far, they met Chen Dacheng's Qi family's military vehicle camp again.

Under the blast of muskets and cannons, the Tatars left a corpse on the ground and had to retreat.

When the frontier army team led by Magui appeared, the Tatars completely collapsed. When escaping became a luxury, the only thing left was to kneel down and beg for mercy.

At the battle of Helan Mountain Pass, more than 30,000 enemies were killed, nearly 40,000 prisoners were captured, countless horses, cattle and sheep, and Ma Gui and others were so happy that they could not find them. The only regret was that Bu Situ, the culprit, was not caught.

"Brother Chen! Ru Zhang's virtuous nephew! You are here just in time. Li Fan and his postmen don't have any military achievements. Let's discuss it and send the documents to report the victory. How about it?" Ma Gui said with a smile.

Chen Dacheng's mouth twitched. It is logical that the first contribution of this battle was undoubtedly the postman. They not only blocked the Tatars' way back, but also severely damaged the Tatars.

Several people led their troops to come, but they just got a bargain. The expected hard battle was not enough to fight to the death. They surrendered after just a few random attacks.

Chen Dacheng was still a little guilty about such military achievements. He said hesitantly: "How about going to invite Li Fan and let's discuss together?"

"Li Fan is busy! I just came from there, and Li Fan wants to personally organize his appearance for the postman who died in battle.

There are more than 300 people, and it may not be possible to finish it in a few hours!" Li Ruzhang interrupted.

Ma Gui nodded and said, "Li Fan is also a talented person. He can block 100,000 Tatars with just over a thousand postmen. This is naturally indispensable in the documents of the victory. In addition."

"Sir! No, the postman took away the eleven Tatar leaders and said he wanted to pay tribute to the brothers who died in battle!" Before Ma Gui finished speaking, a personal soldier ran in panic.

"What?" Magui thought he had heard it wrong, and a total of eleven Tatar leaders sent them to the capital, which was an unprecedented honor.

Is Li Fan crazy? He actually killed prisoners at this time? Aren’t he afraid of impeachment by the censors in the court?

The three of them had no intention of continuing to discuss things and followed their personal soldiers to hurried to the camp of the postmen.

Before he got close, he heard howling inside. Ma Gui felt relieved, as long as he didn't kill him.

"cut!"

But the next loud shout made Magui's heart rise again. He didn't care much and shouted at the top of his throat: "Stay people under the knife!"

But when he trotted into the camp, he saw Eleven corpses with their bodies and heads separated.

Ma Guiqi's hands trembled, pointing at Li Fan and said angrily: "You, do you know what you are doing?"

Li Fan turned to look at Ma Gui, and said with a blank expression: "Of course I know! Isn't it just a few Tatars! I'll kill you, and you'll be killed. What's the point of making a fuss?"

"You, they are the leaders of the Tatars, and are going to offer prisoners."

"Premended prisoners? The leader of the Tatars? General Ma stopped teasing. Sending them to the capital would not make people laugh!" Li Fan interrupted Ma Gui and said.

"They are not qualified, so who do you think is qualified?" Ma Gui said angrily.

"Bai, Liu Dongyang, Hun Cheng'en" The names of several people spit out from Li Fan made Ma Gui and others stunned.

He marched with more than 40,000 prisoners, but he couldn't raise his speed at all. He didn't return to Ningxia City until mid-May.

As soon as he entered the camp, several people were shocked by a piece of news. Wei Xuezeng was dismissed, and the military supervisor Ye Mengxiong became the governor of the three sides, and the general led the attack on Ningxia City.

It is said that when Wei Xuezeng left, soldiers from the entire camp came to see him off, and the scene was so spectacular. On the other hand, Ye Mengxiong was a little deserted when he took office.

Several people came to the Central Army tent and entered one after another after reporting. However, this time Li Fan was the one who led the charge, followed by Ma Gui, Chen Dacheng and others.

Walking into the tent, Li Fan and others bowed and said, "The Xiaguan will wipe out all the 100,000 Tatar troops at the Helan Pass, and we will hand over the order!"

"Hahaha!" A sharp laughter sounded from the commanding position. Ye Mengxiong patted the desk in front of him and said, "Okay! It's really my Ming warrior! You have already recorded all the credits you have waited for, and you will reward me for your merits after the war!

By the way! Cheng Fenglang has always regarded military merit as dirt, so Benzou has not given you the merits. You won’t blame Benzou!”

Ye Mengxiong seemed to remember something and said with a sinister smile to Li Fan.

Li Fan didn't care at all and said, "I'm sorry, the Governor, has troubled. The royal postman is Your Majesty's personal army. It is natural to contribute to the Ming Dynasty. It's better not to mention some military achievements!"

Ye Mengxiong was choked by Li Fan, a little annoyed, and his eyes turned and continued: "Chengfenglang can block the 100,000 Tatar army with a thousand postmen. It is probably a trivial matter to conquer Ningxia City.

I will leave this matter to Chengfenglang. Don’t let Ben down!”

Ye Mengxiong was really thief-hearted and sent Li Fan as cannon fodder again.
Chapter completed!