There are a few cotton-like white clouds floating in the blue sky, and the Orkhon River flows under the blue sky and white clouds. Next to the Orkhon River, the green grass carpet seems to spread to the horizon from before the eyes. The wind blows from time to time.

, green grass waves dance in the wind, revealing the backs of cattle and sheep.

Sengge glanced at the Hangai Mountain Pass in the distance. After passing this mountain pass, it was the territory of the Khalkha Mongolia.

Behind him was a long line of caravans, with five hundred men and horses and two hundred camels, stretching for two or three miles.

"Send a hundred men to explore the road!" Sengge ordered, and a hundred cavalry immediately galloped away.

As the eldest son of Baturhun, Seng Ge must be careful. This time, he dressed up as a caravan to explore the reality of the Khalkha Mongols. The Khalkha Mongols are the direct descendants of Genghis Khan and are now the Great Khans.

Ritu Khan is a guy who knows how to run things.

Every year, dozens of large caravans come to Ili from Khalkha Mongolia to sell their goods at high prices. Then they return to the territory of Khalkha through the Hangai Mountains with gold, silver and various valuables.

Baturhun was very surprised, why the Khalkha tribe, which was so poor that they were so poor, suddenly became rich. How rich they were, and whether it was worth sending troops to grab a handful of them.

In order to expand their territory over the years, Baturhun has fought fierce battles with the Tugout tribe. Although the Tugout tribe was forced to move northwest in the end, Baturhun also suffered heavy losses. If the Khalkha grassland is really so

Being rich, Baturhun doesn't mind bringing people to grab a handful of it.

Use Khalkha's wealth to fill the increasingly embarrassment of finances, and also use Khalkha's cattle and sheep to reward the warriors who have followed him through life and death.

"Prince, there should be no problems ahead. People from Khalkha come out from here every year and trade with us."

"Be careful. From now on you all have to call me Sengge. Don't let anyone know that I am Baturhun's son!" Sengge frowned. These people still couldn't remember the instructions several times. If

If the place of Khalkha is called this, I will be fooled by this temptation. In that case, I will not be able to see the true side of Khalkha.

"Yes! Lord Sengge."

After waiting for almost an hour, several figures came flying back from the front. They waved to them on horseback!

"You go through first!" Sengge ordered, and a hundred warriors galloped into the canyon again. This time, they drove fifty camels.

If the camel caravan passes, it means nothing happened. Sengge knows that this canyon is more than ten miles long between two mountains and a ditch. If he ambush here, he will die without a burial place. On the Mongolian grassland,

There may be a shortage of cattle and sheep, but there is never a shortage of horses and bandits.

After waiting for a while, the cavalry again reported that everything was safe.

"It seems you were too careful!" Sengge muttered, waved his horsewhip in his hand, and entered the canyon with 300 people and 150 camels.

When we walked into the canyon, the people in front had already left the canyon entrance. They were on guard at the canyon entrance, waiting for Seng Ge's camel team to join together.

"Brother, you were right not to take action. These Mongolians were divided into groups. They almost robbed the thin horses and spared the fat sheep." I saw that there were often a string of camels in the Mongolian caravans, and the camels were carried on their backs.

Luo Rucai was so happy that snot bubbles almost came out of her nose.

"Don't yell, or you might scare away the Mongolians. Remember to tell me again. When you rush down, no one is allowed to speak Chinese. Use all the Mongolian words you have learned from Mongolian women in the past two years.

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Now we are the only Han team on the grassland. Let people know that we are the ones who did it. Even the last place to stay is gone. Whoever says he has a bald mouth, I will give him a scar as big as a bowl." Li Zicheng said.

He ordered with a face. He didn't really believe in Sun Chuanting in his heart. Before Sun Chuanting could be dealt with, this last piece of habitat had to be preserved.

"No!" Hearing what Li Zicheng said, everyone went to tell their subordinates that they must not dare to speak Chinese, otherwise they would be beheaded.

The Mongolian caravan below is getting closer and closer, and the sound of camel bells and the voices of Mongolians can be clearly heard.

"Let go!" Li Zicheng shouted, and someone immediately cut off the rope holding the net bag. A huge boulder two people high fell from the sky, causing dust to fly on the ground. Then countless rocks as big as heads also fell, blocking the progress of the Mongolian caravan.

the way.

"Bang!" A sky-piercing monkey rose up into the sky and exploded. Liu Zongmin led his men and rushed down the hillside, blocking the mouth of the valley and sealing the Mongols' retreat.

"Kill!" Li Zicheng waved the big knife in his hand, and led his men down the gentle slope like a fierce tiger. He blocked the middle and cut the Mongolian caravan in half!

This time, in order to succeed with one blow, Li Zicheng brought a thousand of his most elite men, all of whom were good at jumping on the ground.

As soon as he rushed down the mountain, a rain of arrows came towards him. Li Zicheng knocked the arrow away with the steel knife in his hand, which made the tiger's mouth numb. Damn it, these Mongolians still have a few blows, they look a little bit hurt. I haven't heard of it.

There are such powerful guards in the Mongolian caravan.

If he were not afraid of stones hitting camels, Li Zicheng would rather throw stones on the mountain, but damn camels are too expensive. Not to mention other things about this caravan, one hundred and fifty camels are worth a lot of money. Fortunately, he has his own people

There are so many, no matter how tough the Mongols are, they only number about 300 people.

Those who followed Li Zicheng were all men who had survived a hundred battles, and they knocked arrows away with the round shields on their arms. Only a few unlucky ones were shot under their horses and trampled by galloping horses. They probably would not survive.

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Seng Ge looked at these people with a dark face. He knew these people were not easy to mess with right after the fight. His personal guards were all elites who had fought with him on the battlefield. A round of arrows rained down, and he only shot ten of them.

several people.

"I don't want the property anymore. Fight out." Sengge waved his saber and rushed straight towards Liu Zongmin. The road in front was blocked. If he wanted to escape, he could only kill the horse bandits behind him to clear a bloody path.

The two hundred people who were on guard outside the valley entrance were urging their horses like crazy to fight back. But as soon as they stepped into the valley again, they were hit by rocks thrown from the mountain and turned upside down.

"Kill!" Liu Zongmin shouted loudly in Mongolian, and he rounded the big hammer in his hand and hit Sengge.

Before following Li Zicheng, Liu Zongmin was a blacksmith by profession. He practiced high-intensity exercise all year round and developed a good body. Especially his smashing power was obtained by forging steel thousands of times. The previous battle formation

, how many fierce generals died from broken bones, broken bones and vomited blood due to his hammer.

Hearing the sound of the sledgehammer, Seng Ge gritted his teeth and held his saber in both hands.

"Dang!" The huge sound made Seng Ge's eardrums buzz. The strong impact almost knocked him off his horse. The arm holding the saber hurt as if it was broken.

As soon as the two horses pedaled wrongly, Sengge immediately leaned over the horse's back. Both arms were numb, and he could only hold the knife at his limit.

Liu Zongmin was also surprised. The sheer force of the hammer gave him an advantage. There were only a few people who could catch him with a saber. He didn't expect that there was such a tough guy in the Mongolian caravan who could actually hit him with a saber.

Angry, Liu Zongmin swung his sledgehammer and easily smashed the head of a Mongolian with the speed of his horse. He returned the hammer and broke the spine of another Mongolian.

A big Mongolian man came directly in front, carrying a mace in his hand. This time it was a head-on collision, and Liu Zongmin smashed the mace into the Mongolian's face.

Li Zicheng held a big sword in his hand and made a big difference among the Mongolians. However, the Mongolians he encountered were all tough. Not only were they skilled in sword skills, but their arm strength was also amazing. After taking a few swords as if they were blacksmiths, Li Zicheng also felt that his arms

My hands were numb and I could barely hold the knife.

Who are these people? They are so tough. The personal guards helped him block the Mongols. Li Zicheng looked over and was surprised to find that he had no big advantage against 300 people with a thousand people. Many Mongolians had
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