[Chapter 298] A tangled person!

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On the way south, Helekin seemed depressed and irritable, and urged his subordinates to hurry up every day. Under his constant urging, the cavalry of the Helekin tribe traveled very quickly, almost reaching two hundred miles a day. Therefore, while Eriton was thinking painfully, he had already brought a large army behind Eriton. When Eriton arrived at Zhenyuan Pass, Helekin also followed. So, the Tartars of the two tribes rushed to Zhenyuan Pass almost for a long time. Minghao had some minor flaws in his intelligence work, and he thought the Tartars came together.

The Tatars, a team of seven thousand people, completely occupied the Gobi Desert north of Zhenyuan Pass. Standing on Zhenyuan Pass, you can only see the front part of the Tatar cavalry, and you can't see clearly the follow-up forces of the Tatar cavalry. The Tatars who went south this time seemed to have used the most primitive fraud tactics. They added a lot of flags to the team. It is impossible to simply rely on the number of flags to infer the accurate forces of the Tatar cavalry.

When calculating troops of the Tatars, the Thousand-Person team is a bit different from the Han army. Generally speaking, the Thousand-Person team of the Tatars only calculates combat cavalry. Other auxiliary troops, such as Han slaves, personnel from other small tribes, and logistics personnel, are basically not included. A Thousand-Person team is a thousand pure combat soldiers. Don’t do anything else except fighting. This is somewhat similar to the White-Clothed Army. Therefore, from a distance, the Tartars’ troops have at least more than 10,000 people.

As the saying goes, if there are tens of thousands of people, they are boundless and shoreless. As cavalry, each person occupies much more space than infantry. A place that accommodates a cavalry can accommodate at least five infantry. In other words, more than 10,000 cavalry are all arranged, and the land area occupied is almost equivalent to more than 50,000 infantry. This has led to almost not enough Gobi Desert to the north of Zhenyuan Pass. For this reason, the Tatars had to shrink the distance between cavalry and make the team denser so that they could invest more troops during charge.

After being beaten several times, the experience summarized by the Tatars was not to stretch the distance between the cavalry, but on the contrary. They tried to take a higher speed and intensive assault and rushed towards the White Army. According to their thinking, they adopted the most intensive formation charge. Even if half of the people were killed, the other half could rush into the White Army's barracks. They all felt that the guns and cannons used by the White Army were impossible to kill all the Tatars. As long as there were 100 Tatar cavalry, or even fifty, who successfully rushed into the White Army's barracks, the final victory would definitely belong to the Tatars.

"These stupid hats." Xu Xingxia couldn't help but sneer.

The Tatars actually shrink their troops, which is simply seeking death. In front of the guns and cannons of the White Army, there is no more stupid than the human sea tactics. The accuracy of the Sun and Moon guns is not very good. If the Tatar cavalry attacked in a scattered manner, the number of Minnie bullets wasted. However, if the Tatar cavalry was very dense, the number of Minnie bullets wasted would be very small. Since Minnie bullets would not be wasted, then it goes without saying what fate would be waiting for the Tatar cavalry.

Xu Xingxia saw from the white-clothed army's camp and saw only a dark area. Those were all hazy Tatar cavalry. The north wind kept blowing up the wind and sand, causing his gaze to appear very blurry. If it was a person with poor eyesight, he could not see clearly what was in front of him. Fortunately, his gaze was still quite good, and he could still see the general outline of the Tatar cavalry. However, Xu Xingxia could not see what expression was on the face of the Tatar cavalry.

If it was a year ago, a Tartar of this size went south, more than a thousand Ming troops were stationed near Zhenyuan Pass, and there was no ability to stop the Tartars from going south. As long as the Tartars charge, they could completely cover the Ming army. Facing tens of thousands of Tartar cavalry, even if all the Ming troops in Ningxia Town were dispatched, it would not be enough. In the 21st year of Wanli, the entire four towns in the northwest were all put into battle, and the war was rampant.

Only this time, when tens of thousands of Tartar cavalry went south, Ningxia Town still seemed very quiet. Except for the white-clothed army, the others did not react at all. Because the bosses of Ningxia Town seemed to be very at ease with Xu Xingxia's combat ability. They had no intention of inquiries about Zhenyuan Pass. Not only did they not send any reinforcements, they even didn't even care about hypocritical concern. It seemed that they had collectively forgotten Xu Xingxia.

Even the information fed back from Wang Qinian was that the Tartars went south this time, and the three-sided governor and the imperial court's headquarters seemed to be sitting firmly on Diaoyutai, without any panic. It seemed that the information reported to them by Ningxia Town was not ten thousand Tartars to go south at all, but one hundred Tartars to go south at all. Since only one hundred Tartars were dispatched, Xu Xingxia was here, just leave it to him to do. The adults above did whatever they should do, eating, drinking, drinking, drinking, drinking, singing every night, being indulged in luxury, gambling, and prostitutes, without delaying everything...

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"The number of Ming troops is really that small?"

Eridun looked at the front suspiciously and asked in disbelief.

Although he had learned from his subordinates the specific number, number, and name of the commander, he also learned about Xu Xingxia's identity and origin. However, when he really came to the front line and saw the Ming army's troops deploying, Eridun still felt it was hard to believe that Zach Tai, who led the elite cavalry, died in the hands of the other party. If his arm, which was pinched a little blue, reminded him all the time, it was not a dream. He would probably really think that he was in a dream now. Then something abnormal would not have happened at all.

It should be noted that when the more than a thousand Ming army was huddled together, it actually didn't look very conspicuous. Looking over a hundred feet away, the White-Clothed Army's barracks were at most a pile of horse manure, and it was still horse manure pulled out by foals. Originally, in order to fully utilize the power of the side van and the power of the catapult, the White-Clothed Army deliberately pressed its barracks very small. Looking over from a distance, it was indeed even smaller.

If it were the past, all the Tartar commanders would do the same without thinking about such a large number of Ming troops, which would draw their swords immediately, or bend their bows and arrows, and then shout and rush forward. Eriton is no exception. Because, according to experience, such a number of Tartars, even if they are turtles and hedgehogs, can smooth them all as long as the Tatars charge, without any strategy and tactics.

But now, more than a thousand white-clothed soldiers were stationed here, and the Tartars didn't dare to act rashly. Eridun turned around suspiciously, staring at the white-clothed army's barracks and checking them for many times, but he couldn't find the place to start. It's really hard to say what kind of sharp sword is hidden in a pile of small horse manure. If he just approached, a sharp sword suddenly popped out from the horse manure and stabbed his chest, it would be awful.

Who is Zachtai? The people from the Eridun tribe are very clear. Who is Gugele? The people from the Helejin tribe are also very clear. The outstanding warriors of the two major tribes died at the hands of Xu Xingxia. How dare the others act rashly? They came to Zhenyuan Pass to avenge revenge and for the sake of profit, not to continue to die.

"That's probably it's all." Hellerkin lowered his head and said bitterly tone.

Due to the continuous blows of the tribe, Hellerjin himself has not only grown older than ten years old in appearance, but also twenty years old in mentality. He used to be full of energy and speaks vigorously and vigorously, but now he seems weak and powerless when speaking, as if he has no strength. He wants to lift up his back again and look down on the white-clothed army with a condescending height, but unfortunately he can't do it. The white-clothed army opposite is nothing he can't look down on.

In fact, after arriving in Zhenyuan Pass, Hellerjin himself was also very confused. This battle was entirely a gambling! The bet was the life and death of the entire Hellerjin tribe. If the battle was won, the Hellerjin tribe could continue to survive. If the battle failed, the Hellerjin tribe would definitely not exist. Don’t doubt Xu Xingxia’s cruel methods. Xu Laomo’s nickname is definitely not a compliment. It is absolutely impossible to say that he has no pressure. In order to win, he was so worried that his hair would all turn white.

When did the Helejin tribe be very glorious? They lived in the Bayannur grassland south of Yinshan for hundreds of years. During this period, they not only defeated the Ming army's multiple attacks, but also repelled the attacks of the Tumot tribe of the *** people, leaving Lin Danhan helpless. They always firmly occupied the rich Bayannur grassland. Thanks to the luxuriant grassland, the strength of the tribe has been steadily improving. If everything goes well without accidents, it would be completely no problem to be among the first-class tribes of the Tatars a hundred years later. By then, the entire tribe will have infinite scenery.

Unfortunately, with a man named Xu Xingxia appearing, this kind of scenery disappeared without a trace. What followed was an extremely painful blow. At this stage, in one major failure, the Hellerjin tribe was already hurt, let alone the subsequent chain failure. Especially the last two defeats, it simply killed the Hellerjin tribe. In addition to the Han people with an extremely large population, who else can withstand such a heavy blow!

The current Hellerjin tribe can only be described as dying. Yes, it is dying. Only the last breath is left. If there is a bigger change, the Hellerjin tribe may disappear forever. Hellerjin leads his army here to avoid the disappearance of his own tribe forever. Whether it is a competent or incompetent tribe leader, what is most unwilling to see, his own tribe will disappear forever. Without his own tribe, what else do they have? Even a dog is worse than a dog!

Zachtai's defeat and captured made Hellerkin even more confused. This made Hellerkin fully realize that the White Army's victory was definitely based on strength, not on any conspiracy. The strength of the White Army was there, and even if the Tatars won, they would still win miserably. If it was a miserable victory, the strength of the Hellerkin tribe would still be greatly weakened.

Even if he can rob a lot of wealth and a large number of slaves, what's the use of it? Without fifty years, a strong man who was beaten to death could not recover. What's the difference between a tribe that does not have enough strong man but has a large amount of wealth and a large number of slaves, in the eyes of other Tatar tribes, and a large piece of fragrant barbecue?

"Xu Xingxia, can you let me go? I'm not kidding..."

From time to time, such absurd thoughts even emerged in Hellerkin's mind.

If Xu Xingxia dared to raise her hand to swear to the sky and would never take the initiative to invade the Helejin tribe, Helejin would definitely be willing to sign a friendly alliance treaty with Xu Xingxia, strictly and seriously restrain his tribe, and never go south to harass Ningxia Town. Although, in the eyes of the Tatars, the Han people's swearing was like farts, and it would be gone if it was blown away by the wind. However, at this time, he really wanted from the bottom of his heart that Xu Xingxia could make such a poisonous oath.

It is actually not important whether Xu Xingxia fulfilled her vow. What is important is that Hellerjin wants to get psychological comfort. He feels that his heart is like rolling goat milk, constantly bubbled. With such a mentality, if he can still think calmly, he will be too perverted.

Eridun next to him was also a little confused. His drunkenness was now awake. He analyzed what he had encountered before and after, and felt more and more wrong. Zachtai's capture made Eridun deeply feel that he might have been deceived by the Hellejin tribe. The Ming army in Ningxia Town is really difficult to chew!

The cavalry of the Hellerjin tribe fought with the Ming army in Ningxia Town for many years and must have a good understanding of the Ming army. As a result, they suffered a great loss. But they were still very excited and Zachtai went south alone. This was equivalent to sending a piece of fat to the white-clothed army in vain. There was probably no one more stupid than him in the world. When it was late at night, Eridun couldn't help but slapped himself twice. He could not tolerate his foolish behavior.

However, no matter how hard it is to chew, they must chew. They have arrived, so they can't go back in shame! For people at their level, they can't go back in shame before they start fighting. Besides, if they don't migrate immediately after they go back, the most tragic fate will be waiting for them.
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