Seeing the arrows that were shot from the sky and the sun, Li Laoer was extremely upset: If it weren't for greed, even though he was a human being in his second life, although he could not fight Huang Taiji, it was nothing to deal with Yuetuo and Fan Yongdou. Yuetuo would come to Chahar because Chahar posed a serious threat to Fan Yongdou's trade route. If it weren't for considering that the goods such as the Dashengkui caravan were worth a lot of money, Li Laoer wanted to eat alone, intercept it and sell it to Chahar or Tumote, which could make a fortune. Li Laoer originally planned to cooperate with Chahar's troops.

The cooperation plan is very simple, which is to enter and exit Zhangjiakou, be responsible for collecting intelligence, provide information from the eight major caravans of Shanxi merchants to Lin Danhan in Chahar, and then let the Mongolians intercept the goods.

Lin Danhan had been in a feud with the Later Jin Dynasty for more than ten years. Lin Danhan did not have the courage to confront the Later Jin Dynasty head-on, but there was no problem in asking him to deal with the small eight great masters of Shanxi merchants.

At this time, Li Laoer regretted it very much. This time, because of greed, he missed the great situation where he could have killed people with a knife. This was the only opportunity to use Lin Danhan's hands to deal with the eight great masters of Shanxi merchants. After missing it, it was too late. Because it was the second year of Chongzhen. In 1629 AD, Huang Taiji would launch a fatal blow to Lin Danhan who was entrenched on the grassland outside Xuanfu in 1632 AD. Lin Danhan was defeated. Huang Taiji led his army to chase Lin Danhan for 41 days and conquered the city, forcing the Tumot Mongols to surrender to the Later Jin Dynasty.

Li Laoer was very confident. With his second life experience, if he had to persuade Lin Danhan to take action to eradicate the eight great masters of Shanxi merchants a few days ago, it would be easy to get it, but it would be too late to say anything now.

Just when Li Lao Er was waiting for death in despair, he found that the row of arrows covering the sky did not fall above his head, but instead a few screams and a sad neighing sound of war horses sounded behind him.

Li Laoer turned his head and saw a white-armored Bayala soldier and his horse being shot into a hedgehog. The white-armored Bayala fell from the horse's back, and still drew his sword and ran forward several steps. More than ten steps away from the Mongolians, the white-armored soldier stared at the Mongolians with unwillingness, and then he stood firm and walked forward two more steps before his knees softened and he fell to the ground.

There were five other white-armored soldiers, although they had thick armor and had more than a dozen arrows hung on them, but the war horses under their crotch had no armor. The war horses that had more than a dozen arrows made a sad neigh, rolling forward, overturning the master on their backs off the horse.

The white-armored soldiers who landed on the ground were still fierce, and they protected the vital points with their shields. They shouted angrily, holding a tiger-toothed knife in their right hand, and charged forward in the rain of arrows.

A feather arrow drew a beautiful arc and fell from the sky, just piercing into the eyes of a white-armored Bayala. The injured white-armored soldier pulled out the arrow, opened his mouth wide, ate his bloody eyes in one bite, then waved his sword and shield, and roared and killed the Mongolians.

Li Lao Er, who escaped from death, turned over and dismounted. He did not dare to rush forward again because he knew that as long as he bumped into Lin Danhan's golden tent, he would be shot into a hedgehog by the Mongols.

Five white-armored soldiers were shot down by arrows, and the remaining four were still very tenacious. Two white-armored soldiers covered them with shields. The other two took out their bows and arrows and fought back against a series of pearl arrows against the rain of arrows shot by the Mongols.

With the advantage of armor on his body, the two white-armored soldiers who were shooting archers actually shot over more than a dozen Mongolians in one breath within half a stick of incense!

"Storm up! Kill all these hateful Mongolian dogs!" A powerful white-Arga Bayala shouted.

Just as the four white-armored Bayala began to counterattack, a sound of horse hooves sounded on the grassland, and dozens of cavalry and horses rushed towards the white-armored soldiers who were already shooting archery counterattacks.

"Die!" The white-armored Bayala Zhuangda roared, holding a shield in his left hand and a tiger-toothed sword in his right hand. Before a war horse hit him, the tiger-toothed sword in his hand slashed the horse's legs. The war horse's front hooves knelt on the ground, raised its back hooves high, lifting the Mongolian cavalry on the horse's back for more than ten steps away.

Zhuangda rolled around and arrived at the Mongolian who fell to the ground. He raised his sword and cut the Mongolian into two pieces in half with one knife.

Behind another war horse galloped over. Zhuangda knew that he could not dodge at all, so he made up his mind and rushed towards the galloping war horse with a shield in his hand. The tiger-toothed knife in his hand pointed directly at the horse's neck.

With a loud "bang", the war horse hit Zhuangda's shield and knocked him back more than ten steps away. However, the tip of the tiger-toothed sword also pierced into the horse's neck. The war horse made a sad spear, and blood rushed out like a fountain. The Mongolian cavalry on the horse's back was also lifted off the horse, and then it was stepped into flesh mud by the horse's hooves that could not be stopped behind.

The savage flying backwards, fell to the ground, spit out a mouthful of blood, and then fell on the grassland without moving.

After the remaining three white-Arga Bayala fought hard to kill six Mongolian cavalrymen, they either got their stomachs and stomachs broken by horse hooves, or they were beaten to pieces by horse hooves, helmets and brains, or they were knocked out.

In the blink of an eye, all six Baijia Bayalas were killed.

Later, Li Laoer realized that because he was unarmed, he rode a horse barely, and behind him were six fully armed Baijia Bayala. The Mongols felt that Li Laoer did not threaten him, so they naturally first shot arrows to stop them from being fully armed Baijia Bayala. After all, Chahar and the Later Jin Dynasty are now in a state of hostility.

After Li Lao Er dismounted, he was immediately twisted by two Mongolians and tied up like rice dumplings. He was taken into the central army's tent.

"Great Khan! Catch a Ming man who wanted to attack my gold tent. Six Jurchens behind him tried to rush in, and they were all killed by our Mongolian warriors. The Jurchen dog is really cruel. He killed more than ten warriors before his death." A Mongolian guard reported to Lin Danhan, who was sitting upright on a tiger-skin chair.

"Who are you? Why are you rushing to my Khan's golden tent?" Lin Danhan asked, looking at Li Lao Er tied up.

Li Laoer raised his head and saw a middle-aged man wearing a fur hat, purple silk cotton coat, black fur cloak, and beard sitting in the central army tent. The man was about thirty years old and had a momentum of no anger. So Li Laoer understood that this person was Lin Danhan, so he wanted to bow, but only found that his hands were tied up, so he had to bend down and bow, "Shan, a Jurchen dog chased the grass people. He had no choice but to offend the Khan, and I hope the Khan would forgive him."
Chapter completed!