Ha Ming led the Beihaiwei to raid everywhere in the desert, and no grass grows wherever he passes.

Under the cover of night, the Ming army broke into the sheep pen like a pack of wolves. In just a cup of tea, a tribe was solved. The large army rested on the spot, released scouts and went to the front to investigate.

More than a dozen scouts scattered, two of them exploring upstream along the Orhun River. Suddenly, a camp that could accommodate tens of thousands of people appeared in front of them.

The two looked at each other and showed an excited look.

On the grassland, there is only one possibility of such a large scale, that is, the old camp of Oirat.

The two of them quietly touched each other and observed for a long time before returning.

"Mr. Commander, I found the Ola nest and Orhn camp ahead."

Haming suddenly became excited and asked, "How strong are the troops?"

"There are about three thousand people. I was worried that I would be discovered by the enemy and dare not rely too much."

Ha Ming immediately called Ulan and ordered: "Take twenty light cavalry and go to Orhn Camp to investigate carefully."

Wulan and others have lived by fishing and hunting since childhood. They have been dealing with wild animals all year round. They are best at detecting. They have selected twenty good-good skills and followed the two scouts to Orhun Camp together.

Ha Mingze ordered the large army to gather and wait for the battle.

One hour later, Ulan came back.

"The report and commander have found out that it is indeed an old camp in Oirat. There are about 3,000 people in the camp, but it seems that most of them are wounded soldiers and their combat effectiveness is very limited."

Ha Ming's eyes were extremely excited. There were only three thousand wounded soldiers in the old camp of Ola, which was an excellent opportunity!

While Ulan said, he pulled out a piece of firewood from the bonfire and painted it on the ground.

"The entire camp is divided into three layers of defense from outside to inside, with twelve guard posts on the outermost side, distributed in star-shaped spots..."

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At midnight, the darkest moment of the day.

In the Orkun Camp, most people have already fallen asleep, and only crickets are squeaking.

Ulan's intelligence is fine. In the camp, all the troops who can fight were transferred to the front line, and the left-behind soldiers were all wounded.

Not only are wounded soldiers, but also defeated soldiers.

The repeated failures on the front line have made the soldiers feel extremely depressed.

Many soldiers participated in the Battle of Tumu Fort. Although they were finally defeated, the morale of the Ola was strong at that time and almost captured their emperor alive in the territory of the Ming Dynasty.

However, this year, the troops from all the grassland fought at home, but were defeated by the Ming army.

Although many people angrily believe that the failure on the front line was mainly due to the cunning southerners using firearms.

If they left the firearm, these southern barbarians would not even dare to confront the Oirat army head-on.

However, no matter how unwilling they were or how unwilling they were, they had to accept the reality in front of them.

In the central army's tent, a one-eyed general threw away the wine glass in his hand and fell asleep.

This person is Yesen's younger brother, Ming Jun's old friend, Boyan Timur.

These days, he has been recuperating from the back, doing nothing every day, and can only drink to relieve his sorrows.

As a vanguard, I originally wanted to destroy the arrogant arrogance of the Ming army, but unexpectedly, the five thousand elite troops were wiped out...

Such a painful defeat made him a little doubtful, did he really receive the blessing of immortality?

If so, then why would the Heaven of Eternity make oneself go through so many hardships?

Tired!

In his sleep, Boyan seemed to see the years he had galloped on the battlefield again...

On the banks of the Orkun River, a cavalry was quietly approaching the Orkun Camp under the cover of night.

"Ming Army, there is a Ming Army!"

Under the night sky, a fast horse rushed to Orhn Camp.

The Knight fell to the ground, his body covered in blood.

The soldiers in the camp rushed forward to check and inquire, then their faces changed suddenly and they quickly ran to the central army's tent.

Boyan was sleeping soundly, but someone was pulled up from the bed.

"Who is it midnight?"

I just dreamed that I was killing all over the battlefield, but was woken up by someone, and I was holding my breath in my heart.

"General, there is a sneak attack by the Ming army!"

"What?"

Boyan was still half asleep and half awake and said blankly: "Where did the Ming army come from?"

At the same time, I faintly heard a shout of killing from the outside of the camp.

Suddenly, Boyan's head buzzed, and the alcohol immediately dissipated.

Ming Jun really came!

The outermost tent has been lit, indicating that the enemy has broken through the first layer of defensive fortifications.

Boyan pulled out the scimitar from his waist with his back hand and shouted: "Send an alarm and prepare for battle!"

Under the reflection of the fire, black dots are approaching quickly.

The sound of trumpets sounded, and everyone in the Ola camp woke up from their sleep, hurriedly put on their clothes and looked for weapons.

Boyan turned over the horse and saw that there were more and more black spots on the horizon. They moved quickly towards their own direction with the sky, looking at the number, at least a few thousand.

Such a huge number of Ming troops went deep into the rear, was it because the front line had already been defeated?

Boyan had no time to think because the Ming army had already broken through the second fortification.

He stared at the front and shouted: "Everyone, pick up your bows and arrows and prepare your long swords!"

The cavalry on the opposite side are getting closer and closer.

Boyan's pupils are shrinking rapidly. Come on, let's break it!

Behind him, many people had not figured out the situation and were very confused.

What happened?

Whoosh!

Just a hundred steps away, an arrow came through the sky.

Beside Boyan, a soldier suddenly uh, and was pierced by a sharp arrow. The place where the arrow feathers were still trembling violently, and the man only groaned and lost his breath.

Boyan's only one eye left emitted light and shouted: "Run!"

He took the lead and rushed towards the enemy formation.

The Ming army on the opposite side had the same combat style as the Mongols. They ran quickly, and then the overwhelming arrows fell like rain.

The Oirats were busy raising their bows to fight back.

In fact, they seemed dull at this time because most of the people here were more or less injured. In addition, they were sleeping soundly in the middle of the night. No one would have expected that enemies would appear in the depths of the Mobei region, and even their war horses could not run away.

But the opponent's Ming cavalry raised the speed of the war horse to the limit just one hundred steps away.

Dada dada...

Dada dada...

The rapid horse hooves were like wind swaying the broken clouds, or like angry waves. After a round of flying, they raised their long swords at the same time.

The long sword raised high shines with a cold and cold light.

The leader of Ha Ming had a murderous intent in his eyes.

He roared from the depths of his throat as the horse seemed to fly up in the air: "Kill!"

Behind him were five thousand Beihai Guard cavalry.

Half of them set out from the capital, crossed the Nuergandus, and followed the Onon River to the Beihai thousands of miles away.

Half of them are from the Buryat tribe in the North Sea.

They fought side by side with the Rakshasa people and regained the occupied land.

They used to drink, eat meat together, and sleep together.

After experiencing countless life and death, there was no longer any distinction between Han and Mongolia. They were all soldiers of the Ming Dynasty.

"kill!"

Countless people roared, shouting and killing broke through the sky and pierced the eardrums of the Oirats.

The high-speed cavalry collided violently, leaving only sword light and blood shadows.

One by one, the Oirats fell silently.

They originally thought that what they feared was nothing more than the Ming Dynasty's firearms.
To be continued...