Every hunting cavalry will have similar partners, and will cooperate with each other on the battlefield and entrust each other's life and death.

When someone finds that their best partner has passed away, the grief of not crying is touching.

A group of hunting cavalrymen were looking for the wounded of Jianlu on the ground with sabers, and they were slashed down with one knife.

Zhang Xianzhong saw several hunting cavalry killing a wounded Jianlu with a knife. The other party screamed first, tried to block it, and cut off the entire arm with one knife, then deliberately did not behead it, and used the knife to cut the legs, chest and abdomen, slashing the opponent's flesh and blood, and finally slashed the opponent in the throat with one knife, killing the opponent.

Zhang Xianzhong did not speak out. The hunting cavalry had never suffered such heavy casualties. He had lost more than a hundred brothers, most of whom were killed in battle or seriously injured, and almost everyone suffered minor injuries.

This hunting cavalry team set out from Angulinao, went to the Barhu grassland, then entered the Daxingan Mountains from the Yanshan Mountains, then went south from the Daxingan Mountains to the Korqin Grassland, and then went up the river again to Nong'an Station. Therefore, Huanglong Mansion, he walked thousands of miles away. He had fought Mobei and Quetu Khan's tribe before. He had experienced many battles and had no idea how many lives there were at hand. He never thought that he would have been killed by a sudden battle in such a small battlefield between dense forests and valleys.

Zhang Xianzhong saw some hunting cavalry squatting on the ground, his face dull.

He walked over with big strides and kicked the people one by one.

"Stand up and don't let the Tartars see a joke."

"This is how war is. You can't hunt cavalry and kill others!"

"If you are a man, get up, and this revenge will be avenged sooner or later."

"We are not defeated. More than one hundred brothers died, and more than one hundred enemies died. They are all Jianlu soldiers wearing iron armor, and there are still many white armor!"

He also fought such a bloody battle and was always in the forefront, and was injured. Zhang Xianzhong's performance was not at all depressed. He still spoke loudly and was full of swearing. Under his supervision, all the hunting cavalry stood up. Although he could not stand up like a pine tree, most of them recovered.

At this time, the people from the tribes around slowly gathered over, and they did not dare to rely on them. Some people even wanted to come up to help clean the battlefield. When they were staring at the hunting cavalry soldiers with murderous look on their faces, they were immediately scared and left.

A tribe leader may also have the silver seal commanded by the guards. His tribe is not very small in size, and he is still a little arrogant. At this time, he looked at Zhang Xianzhong and stared at him, "I only realized the power of the army today. The Jurchens are so vicious, and they are killed by the Jida Army, just like the Jida Army."

Zhang Xianzhong looked at the man without saying a word. Perhaps the leader of the tribe thought it was a praise, but for Zhang Xianzhong, it was a ridiculous mockery that made him angry.

After a while, Li Congye led more than a thousand dragon cavalry to arrive. Seeing the tragic battlefield, he frowned for a long time.

"It seems that it was the soldiers sent by Jianlu to contact the Korqin tribe." Li Congye said to everyone: "After this battle, it is impossible for the small group of cavalry to come again, either the main force or no one comes."

Zhang Xianzhong glanced at the Korqin people and said, "Looking at the appearance of these people, I am afraid I hope Jianlu will come again."

"Yeah." Li Congye said: "Fortunately you fought very well and were very determined, and drove Jianlu away. The hunting cavalry has been fighting smoothly. To be honest, I have never experienced a decent hard battle... Don't worry, the hard battle I mentioned is a bloody battle of even force and death and injury. You have been fighting the Beilu, and sometimes it's just killing. After this battle is over, it is a training for you, and the same is true for our dragon cavalry."

Li Congye's voice was low and gentle, like a consolation or a summary.

At the beginning, some hunting cavalry glared at him regardless of his identity. When they heard the last one, everyone nodded.

Zhang Xianzhong also grinned and said, "After this battle, our old Zhang also knows what happened to Jianlu. No wonder the Korqin people and our alliance look like their parents died. Our hunting cavalry is still good. We resisted the Jianlu elite soldiers with the same force, also called Korqin people, see if our Hunji soldiers are all."

"Look, Tartars!"

A cavalry hunter man held a Jianlu's head in his hand, and a thin braid was hanging behind his Guangguang's head. He could tell at a glance that it was Zhenyi's head.

On the ground, there were Jianlu heads dressed in iron armor and silver armor everywhere. The people of Korqin knew that those were the elite Eight Banners, and their faces changed for a moment.

A group of Korqin Taiji gathered together and started to talk in a low voice.

Releasing Tan Tai and Shu Mu is the consensus of most Taiji. If you can still use the Hutchison army to extort the situation, killing the Jurchen envoy will definitely make the Jurchen people furious.

When Nuerhaci sent an envoy to Chahar tribe, the envoy was detained by Lin Dankhan. The Jurchens were furious and not only launched troops to attack, but also killed the Mongolian envoys as equal revenge.

The Mongolians' cultural traditions did not like to kill envoys. Genghis Khan's campaign for Huats and Zimo was also because the other party killed Mongolian envoys and members of the merchant group, including the Southern Song Dynasty. The Southern Song Dynasty also killed members of the Mongolian envoys, which was extremely stupid.

The Korqin people also felt it was worth it to spend some effort and take the risk of angering Hutchison's troops. In their opinion, although Hutchison's army is approaching, when the Jurchen army comes, the Jurchens will have a greater chance of winning.

The Jurchens had fought with the Han people for many years, and the main force of the Ming army lost more than 100,000 yuan at a time. Although the Shang army was strong, in terms of combat experience and the ability of the Jurchens to lead the army, they were probably even worse.

The tragic battlefield in front of him gave the Korqin people a profound lesson. It turned out that the Jurchens were not as brave as they imagined. The cavalry of the Shang regiment army was not inferior to the same force. The people from the tribes around him had never come forward to assist in the war. The cavalry of the Shang regiment army not only blocked the Jurchens and repelled the other party, but also asked the other party to leave almost a considerable body.

The losses of hunting cavalry and dragoons must be greater than those of the Jurchens, but from the perspective of the Korqin people, this battle can almost be regarded as the hunting cavalry winning.

After all, the reputation of winning every battle was not in vain. It was obtained after one bloody battle after another. The Shang army has only fought the Mongolian tribes on the grassland and has not fought several hard battles. This battle in front of us has left a deep impression on many people and is enough to influence the decisions of many tribes.

"This battle." Li Congye looked around, and there was still a strong smell of blood in his nose. He said in a deep tone: "It is the beginning of our official battle with Jianlu. I think the number of wars will increase and the scale will increase in the future. I don't know how many Hutchison men will fight bloody battles on the battlefield in Liaodong here. You guys, our opponents will become stronger and stronger, and sacrifice will increase. You guys, please!"

Li Congye deliberately did not mention the battle that Yang Sixun had fought before. In fact, there was no reason for a bloody battle between the two sides, so it was considered to be the only one. And the difference was that this time there were elite hunting cavalry and horse infantry dragoons. The number of dragon cavalry was relatively small, but the level of horse war was poor, which was considered a step to drag the back.

This will be a new topic, sudden cavalry war, whether the cavalry such as the dragon cavalry war or horse war, how to cooperate with the hunting cavalry or the lancer?

"Enjoy!" Zhang Xianzhong stopped his usual hilarious expression, and Zheng pointed.

"Encourage!" All the soldiers of the Dragoon and Hunter also shouted.

The Korqin people, the knights of the foreign tribes, as well as the heads of the big and small tribes and tribes, were silently watching all this in front of them. In their eyes, Hutchison did not suffer any loss, but these people were as angry as if they had lost a battle, but they were not depressed. They had anger in their eyes, and they held up their swords, guns, and muskets in their hands.

Many tribal leaders and elders exchanged glances with each other, thinking about the meaning and their impact on future development.

The merchant army with the least Hutchison has fully proved its ability. More than 300 hunting cavalry and dragoons did not suffer any losses against the same number of Jurchen elites. This shows that Hutchison has sufficient ability to protect itself and the tribe that has applied for it, which is enough.

The tribes came to serve and wanted food and various assistance, but if Hutchison could not protect everyone's safety, everyone would rebel.

No matter how good the food is, it cannot be compared with life. If you leave with the Jurchens, you have to be robbed and dingkou from time to time, but the remaining people can still survive.

After today's battle, Hutchison and Jurchen competed with each other on this land officially formed. After all, at least dozens of tribes and Korqin people saw the result of this battle with their own eyes.

For Hutchison, the "Battle of Huanglongfu" was the initiation of the formal break with the Jurchens and the large-scale war. In the history of the Hutchison Merchant Army, it will definitely leave a brilliant mark.

"Please follow me to the site of the Nong'an Station," Li Congye turned to the tribe leaders and the Taiji people of Korqin, and said seriously: "The auspicious time is not far apart. All tribes gather together. I am here to preside over the Hutchison and the tribes here under the order of Hutchison Zhang Han and Lord Zhang. Since then, Hutchison and the tribes have the same family, sharing honor and disgrace, fighting in the same place, where the war is pointed, and working together to defend against foreign enemies!"

"Fight together to defend against foreign enemies!"

A leader of the Soren tribe stared at him and shouted, and then the other leaders of the tribes, as well as the Korqin people, also shouted reluctantly.

Li Congye nodded slightly. He turned his horse's head and galloped towards Nong'an's old site. The war horses galloped forward one by one. The red cherry on the cherry helmet above him also jumped between the woodlands. More cavalry with shining breastplate followed. The hunting cavalry with murderous wings were dragged behind. The Korqin people and tribes were either walking or riding horses. A large number of people and horses followed in the hillsides and woodland shrubs. Zhang Xianzhong narrowed his eyes and was cleaned up at the end of the battlefield. Even the dead war horses were cut and separated and taken away. Jianlu's white armor and the armor of the vest were stripped off. In the future, it may be rewarded to people from various tribes or given to farmers and soldiers from each trestle. Whether it is armor or fine iron weapons, it is still accepted within Hutchison. Unlike the weapons and armor of the Ming army, generally speaking, the Shang army no longer looks down on it.
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