To be honest, Ha Tu'er, who was riding a strong horse, carrying a saber, wearing an armor and a helmet, drove thirty cows to the front of the car formation, and Hu Dashou was completely confused.

What's going on?

Are you still responsible for fighting with you?

But the scammers guessed one thing correctly. In the Ming Dynasty, no one knew who the commander of Fuyuwei was.

Because in the concept of people in the Ming Dynasty, there was no Fuyuwei long ago.

A strange confrontation formed on the north bank of Lao Ha's mother Lin River. After Qianchangha Tuan drove the cattle into the che camp and left, the che camp was still there, and the Mongolian cavalry just retreated slightly and settled down the camp five or six miles away.

In the afternoon, smoke rose from the car camp, and the herdsmen of the Fried Flowers Department were also carefully grazing around.

They spent a peaceful night, and they wanted to steal the camp that night, but Hu Dashou strictly followed Qi Jiguang's military order to carry out night patrols, night roars and night cannons, and there were scattered soldiers from all over the camp to be responsible for the bonfire.

The Qi family army has long been accustomed to resting at night according to night cannons. Their regulations are to set up the fixed-up cannons every other update, that is, every hour, and at the same time, the people are replaced to stay at night, and the others continue to sleep.

But the frying flower shop next to me is not used to it. In the first half of the night, I was trembling with the attack from the Ming army, and in the second half of the night I finally fell asleep sleepy. After a while, I was awakened by the Ming army's artillery. It was so annoying!

Hu Dashou is not stupid either. He is very careful about frying flowers.

But he was also unwilling to take risks. Time was on his side. As long as his car camp could continue to build here, guarding the passage of the northern expedition of the Qi family army in Henan, the fried horse would have no problem even if it was eaten up all the grass here.

So... the next morning, in the fried flower camp, Ha Tu'er clenched her fists and walked to the fried flower, saying, "The greedy Ming army is here to be awesome again!"

The fried flower face was initially unbelievable, as if I felt that I had heard it wrong, then wiped my face and laughed angrily, and asked, "I gave him thirty cows, but he dared to come to me to ask for it? Do you really think I came and paid tribute to the emperor?"

"Yeah!" Ha Tu'er said with a heavy emphasis: "He said the Tianjun had shortage of food and grass, and the cows finished their meal yesterday."

"Fart! Tell lies with your eyes open, I can smell the smell of their pastrami here!"

He walked a few steps in the felt tent with his waist and then turned around and took a few deep breaths to relieve his emotions. In fact, these cows didn't count for him, but it was hard to swallow it. He said, "Give it, give it to him, and give him thirty more heads, so that they can be reincarnated after they are full... and then send someone to find Huada to see where the Tainingwei troops are."

The fried flowers were so clear that these cattle were actually nothing to the Ming army. They made a journey from Qingshankou to here, and they didn’t know how many tribes they passed by. Even if they were less than ten thousand, there would be five thousand, and they were not short of this little food.

He really didn't have artillery in his hands, otherwise he would have ordered his troops to deal with the Ming army.

The Fried Flower Department used to have artillery. Although it was just a few old-fashioned bowl-mouth guns, as long as there were cannons that could be bombarded, the chariot camp would easily be bombarded; and apart from the artillery, the chariot camp was almost invincible.

But the problem is that even if he has a few cannons in Fuyu Guard, he will not bring them out at all because he has no gunpowder.

The cannons that were stolen melted away the iron.

The strongest force in the five Khalkha tribes is the Fried Flower Tribe. The reason is not that he has the most soldiers, but that he has the most armored cavalry.

Khalkha is not Tumote. They have no Bansheng, no craftsmen from the Ming Dynasty, and no ability to take out one or two hundred armored horses like any thousand-sized tribe under the command of Altan tribe.

The fried flower-fried cavalry was because they attacked Liaodong in the past few years and robbed some craftsmen, so they gradually became stronger, and then they became more keen on attacking Liaodong's Ming army and Jurchens.

His logic is as follows: attacking the Ming army in Liaodong, you can get craftsmen, artillery and gunpowder; attacking the Jurchens in Haixi and Jianzhou, you can get iron.

And there are all the Ming army in front of him, so he is determined to win.

But the current situation is that the current troops are not only unable to nibble the chariot camp, but may also cause most of the elite troops to lose. So what should I do? Call Taining Wei’s brother-in-law over.

Taining leader Hua Da is the brother-in-law of their brother-in-law. As long as the brother-in-law brings more soldiers, everyone will share the casualties and injuries. If they break the car city, wouldn’t there be more armored horses?

Anyway, Hu Dashou is optimistic about the current situation anyway.

Fried flowers and thought that thirty cows and sixty cows were nothing to Ming Jun, so he was very wrong.

From leaving the garrison to the garrison of Lao Hamu Linhe, the Ming army obtained much less livestock than they thought, less than three thousand.

Because those who surrendered and surrendered tribes, except for the war horses being taken away, the remaining Ming army of the five animals did not move at all.

The military discipline of the Qi family army stipulates that profits cannot be distributed randomly. Only a few tribes that were enemies of the Ming army were captured and the livestock were transported back to Senei as profits, and they had always eaten military rations.

Only the thirty cows were sent to the fried flowers, so that the Qi army under Hu Dashou had a good meal... The Mongolian chief said that he was here to reward the soldiers.

Military regulations stipulate that people cannot take things, and forced buying and fighting requires cutting their ears, but frying flowers is not the common people, and the cows sent are not profitable. There is no problem with eating them, right?

So Hu Dashou not only let the soldiers slaughter the cows and eat them, but also roasted the fire on the spot to make bacon strips, and even did not forget the brothers who stayed on the south bank of the river.

And the next day, I was greedy and continued to ask for beef for fried flowers with a try-out mentality.

One really dares to ask for it, the other really gives it.

It was not until the third day when I looked for fried flowers and wanted to eat beef, the situation finally changed.

A hundred-year-old from the frying flower department drove the Qi family army who came to ask for a live cattle with a knife.

The hundred-rank was instructed by the frying flower because he received a reply from Huada. The 4,000 cavalry from the Taining army were on the way, and there were five various artillery and corresponding ammunition together.

Although I don’t know where my brother-in-law got these good things, the origin of these cannons is not important to him.

What's important is that these artillery means he no longer has to be abusive to these annoying Ming troops.

Daning is very close to this. At the latest tomorrow evening, his brother-in-law Hua Da will join him with four thousand tribes and artillery.

He has great confidence in stir-frying flowers. As long as the cannons are shot accurately, he might be able to clean up the army tomorrow night.

"But the emperor blames the attack on them?"

"What I'm afraid of is this army, not the emperor. Have you ever fought with the Liaodong army? Have you ever seen them have such soldiers?" Baohua shrugged her shoulders and smiled: "I can guarantee that there are not many troops like this in the Ming Dynasty, and she doesn't make any sound in camping... There are so many more, we'll finish it long ago."

However, this optimistic attitude lasted for less than an hour, and the fried flowers sent people to send the cows to the Ming military chariot camp in a very obedient manner.

Because he saw with his own eyes that on the other side of the wide river, smoke and dust rolled down, and the Ming cavalry crossed the river in the evening and entered the formation of chariots.
Chapter completed!