The Unozarang tribe is larger than the Kertai tribe, with originally three thousand people.

Unozalang's troops also contributed the most to this recruitment, with 500 males and 600 cattle and sheep.

In addition to other tribes, more than 1,500 men had gathered together. Although most of them were children of fourteen or fifty years old, they were still fighting power that should not be underestimated at such a critical moment.

The person in charge of recruiting was a young woman. This person is very famous, and he was Yesen's only daughter, Qiqike.

Qiqik is a real tomboy who had a marriage contract with Agabarji, the Tatar tribe, and originally planned to get married this year. Now it happened to be a war, so he had to postpone the marriage period and asked to go on the battlefield and kill the enemy in person.

Of course, Yexian disagreed with her going to the battlefield, but Qiqike ran to the front line by himself, so Yexian had no choice but to let her manage the food and grass in the rear.

When the second recruitment was held, Qiqike volunteered and thought first that there was no danger in going to the rear to recruit soldiers, so he agreed.

After more than ten days of hard work, more than 1,500 people were finally recruited, and together with the Kerr-Taiwanese troops, there were almost 1,800 people.

If we follow this efficiency, we can roughly add 50,000 troops to all the tribes of Vetera.

These 50,000 troops will play a crucial role in the trend of the battle.

"It's getting dark, why haven't Botunqi come back yet?"

"The princess doesn't have to worry. Maybe there is something wrong there, and it will be here tomorrow morning at most."

Qiqike was still worried, so he ordered: "Go and go to the front to pick him up!"

"yes!"

Two cavalrymen held torches and headed north.

Not long after leaving, a sound of horse hooves came from Beijian.

Only then did Qiqike feel relieved and counted his troops tonight and could be sent to the front line early tomorrow morning.

The sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer, and Suzuki suddenly frowned, as if he felt something was wrong.

Botun brought thirty people together, and the Kerr-Taiwanese team was able to gather two or three hundred people in total, but it seemed that the number was far more than this.

She grew up on the grassland since she was a child and was most familiar with the sound of horse hooves and would never hear it wrong.

Not good, the situation is wrong!

Suzuka's face became increasingly ugly and he shouted, "Warning, beware!"

"Princess, what's wrong?"

Others haven't figured out the situation yet and don't know what's going on.

Qiqike's face turned pale. The front-line war was so tight that it was impossible to mobilize thousands of people.

If you are not your own, then there is only one possibility left...

"It's the Ming army, ready to fight!"

"What? Ming Army?"

Looking at the others' confused look on their faces, Suzuka said furiously: "Prepare for battle!"

Finally, everyone knew the seriousness of the matter and went to prepare in a hurry.

Qiqike has only a hundred people under his command, and the others are recruited just now. They have not yet issued weapons, so they have to go to find some advantageous guys on the spot.

However, the other party has arrived.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Before the person could see him, he flew with an arrow.

Qiqike struggled to organize manpower to resist, but the troops were not strong enough. In a blink of an eye, more than half of the newly gathered 1,500 people were killed or injured.

However, the nightmare has just begun.

Under the night, the Ming army broke into the area and slashed with swords.

As the sword passed, the Oirat soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

This battle is like killing melons and cutting vegetables, and there is no ability to resist at all.

There is no way, the gap is too big.

On one side are elite cavalry, on the other side are baby soldiers and old soldiers who have been temporarily gathered together, and there are no weapons, so they are incomparable.

Half of the five thousand soldiers brought by Ha Ming were collected from the local Buryat department in the North Sea.

When the Buryat tribe was attacked by the Rakshasa people, Ola was busy conquering the Ming Dynasty and turned a blind eye to the forgotten tribe in the rear.

In his opinion, the Beihai has no strategic significance and is not worthy of being sent to troops.

On the contrary, the Ming Dynasty sent troops to form the Beihaiwei, defeated the Rakshasa people who were beaten step by step, and were forced to give up the occupied land, and retreated to the north and dared not come out.

From then on, the Buryat tribe completely surrendered to the Ming Dynasty.

Nowadays, 80% of the entire Beihaiwei are of Mongolian descent, but it does not affect their determination to fight for the Ming Dynasty.

Qiqike never thought that there were so many Ming cavalry in the hinterland of the northern desert.

How did these people avoid the front line and detour the rear?

It would be fine if it was a small army of thirty or fifty people, but how could it be possible for thousands of people?

The battle did not last long, and the Oirats had no room for fight back when facing the crushing Ming army.

Soon, the entire Unozarang tribe, including the soldiers conquered from the neighboring tribes, was slaughtered.

Ulan tied Qiqike and took him to Ha Ming.

"Sir, this woman has a golden knife on her body, she should not be an ordinary person!"

Haming suddenly became interested. Only royal relatives were qualified to wear the golden sword. In the Ola tribe, Yesen was the highest-ranking one, and only he dared to give his relatives a golden sword.

"Who are you from Yesen?"

Suzuki turned his head and said nothing.

Ha Ming slowly pulled out the golden knife, looked carefully, then squatted down, pressed the knife against Qiqike's face, and rubbed it gently.

"If you don't speak, just write a few words on your face..."

"Dare you dare?"

Suzuki could no longer help it, staring at Ha Ming, his eyes full of anger.

"What's there to be afraid of?"

Ha Ming suddenly exerted force on his hand, and Qiqike subconsciously leaned his head back.

"No, don't...I say, I say!"

Ha Ming then took back the golden knife and said coldly: "If you dare to say a lie, first scratch this face, and then cut off the flesh on your body piece by piece!"

Qiqike couldn't help but shivered and said, "I am Qiqike, the daughter of Master Yesen."

"Is there really no one in the Oirat? Women are also coming out to fight?"

"What's wrong with the woman?"

Just as Qiqike was about to argue, he saw Ha Ming's murderous eyes, his tone involuntarily eased.

"I...I can fight too..."

"Then why not come here on the front line?"

"I'll recruit soldiers!"

"Oh, it seems that there is really no one in Ola."

Qiqike was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to say anything.

"I'll ask you again, those people just now are all the recruits you recruited?"

"good."

“What about the others?”

"The others haven't...n't come..."

Ha Ming had an idea in his mind. In this situation, he was not in a hurry to go to the front line to join forces with the emperor. It would be nice to stab Yesen in the back.

"Take her down and take care of her!"

"yes!"

Ulan came forward and ordered someone to take Qiqike away.

"Sir, will this woman be kept?"
Chapter completed!