Kaye's mouth was filled with swear words, until his neck was tied with a rope as thick as his arms, and he asked the two Cossacks to drag out of the room.

Two hours ago, galloping cavalry surrounded Sorikam. They did not use fire attacks and stormed from three sides to the settlement Muzhai on the west bank of Sorikam.

These people did not use effective fire attacks, and the cavalry's eyelids were low and used ants to push the infantry into the line by team.

Ironically, these infantrymen who besieged the wooden walls were not Khanate herders, but the Stroganov family committee with important tasks, from the four hundred Seches Cossacks in Kaye's mouth.

They carried axes and swung their spears, rushed towards the wooden wall under the cover of the rainy arrows of the nomadic cavalry, stepped onto the city with ladders and even tree trunks, and fought with the last guard of the Stroganov family with a vague roar in the wooden city.

For a long time, the land of the small town of Sorikam was soaked with blood and minced meat, and the Tatars were soaring only to drive away the horses to control the wooden doors.

They don't participate in the battle, they just ride on horseback and get ready to go.

No one knows who they want to shoot the arrow on the bow arm at.

The other exits to the land of the city were blocked by cavalrymen with heavy armor. No one could break through their defense. Groups of people wanted to escape, but again and again after their companions were trampled by iron cavalry.

Until the city's defenders were forced to divide into two groups, one group of people fought and retreated to Kaye's residence, one wooden pillar was piled up with buildings imitating the Mongolian tent; the other group of people were forced to the riverbank port.

At least there, they could jump into the river and swim to the other side - everyone knew that the possibility was slim. The Cossacks on the shore were shooting arrows into the river, and the fear of death overwhelmed the river's surface for a slim vitality.

If you stay in the city and hide everywhere, you will eventually be caught and killed by the Cossacks living nearby.

Some of these Cossacks were free people living nearby, and some were storytellers who surrendered from Iskell. Although these people claimed freedom, in fact, in Hubai's opinion, they liked the rules very much.

When working for the Rakshasa Kingdom, they followed the rules of the Rakshasa Kingdom and killed half of the Siberian Khanate completely.

Now they are working for the Ming army, and Huobai did not tell them the rules, but they think that the rules are the same as before, killing people when they see them, leaving no one behind, and the things that are dead belong to them.

But the rules have changed, but many people don’t know.

When Kaye was pulled out of the fortress with a hemp rope by Cossack, the whole town was full of corpses, and the smell of blood seemed to be stuffed into his nose, so rich that it could not be dispersed.

Blood flows into several roads on the streets, slowly flowing eastward, and mixes with the soil on the low-lying river bank and dyes crimson.

The surviving Cossacks were busy collecting all supplies and counting the goods of merchants from the Rakshasa Kingdom and the supplies left by the troops.

The people who were lucky enough to be uninjured ran around happily. Some people would slap him or spit some saliva when they ran over Kaye, or make some dirty moves to the women behind him, as if they had turned into the masters here.

More Cossacks, with scars all over their bodies after the fight, found linen cloth or even satin wrapped in the wounds in the supplies, and also showed a relaxed look on their faces.

Someone conveyed an order from Huobai, asking them to strip the dead and throw them into the river, in order to shock Perm at the turn of the river downstream and create favorable conditions for the Ming army's next surrender.

The more than 200 Cossacks who survived were a little reluctant. They had just experienced a bloody battle and were all exhausted and didn't have much strength to greet hundreds of corpses.

But in the end, they did as they did for the sake of a large amount of spoils.

Besides, there is no way to avoid recruiting the office. If they hadn't watched, they would have been unable to defeat Jenbai. How could they obey the orders of the Ming army to launch an attack on Sorikam?

The Cossacks spent a long time carrying the body, and what reassured them was that the worshipped Mongolians during this period seemed to be unattracted by the spoils piled up in the middle of the town.

They just beat horses and slowly wandered around the city inside and outside the city. While summoning cavalry outside the city into the city, they searched for living people on the house and the streets, and finished the blows of the injured who were left with one breath.

When all this was done, everything seemed to be over. The Cossacks, who were so tired that they couldn't lift their arms, sat around the street in groups of three or three, discussing what to eat in the afternoon.

Until someone found that the Mongols who drove them to attack the city were slowly approaching, their horn bows were still on arrows, and the cavalry covered in the armor turned over and dismounted, took off their hand axes, sabers, and bones from the horses, forming a small front with the herdsmen and infantry.

No one smiled foolishly, no one said anything more. Everyone stared at each other with nervous eyes, trying to hold on to anything small at hand that could be wielded as a weapon.

The Mongols advanced and the Cossacks retreated. When the Mongolian army approached the place where wealth was piled up in the middle of the town, the Cossacks were still retreating.

They no longer have the strength to fight the second game with these armor-piercing monsters, so they can only continue to retreat until they have no choice but to retreat.

The Mongolians surrounded the three sides with infantry, and like they had previously used to encircle the guards in the city, they kept pushing them to the river bank, on the river beach that had just been stained with the blood of the residents in the city.

Two hundred Cossacks were crowded in the muddy river beach, and finally people stepped into the water and slowly formed a square formation that they were not familiar with.

He slowly beat the horse behind the infantry formation, and slowly raised it with his sword. The countless bows were hung, making a sour sound.

He said in Chinese: "Kneel down!"

All the infantry and cavalry from the Mongolian grassland shouted: "Kneel down!"

Then Huobai's sword fell, and the feather arrows shot towards the Cossacks' small square formation from all directions, and rows of people fell down.

Immediately following the second wave, the third wave of arrows, the fallen corpse was pushed south by the water flow, just like the dead who had been thrown into the river by them, they all became props to shock the south.

The arrow rain stopped until no one stood on the river beach. The heavy cavalry carrying cold weapons stepped out from the wall, picked up and picked on the ground, lifted out a few people kneeling in the pile of corpses, and made up for the wounded who were pouring on the mudflat.

These people who can understand Chinese are the surrendered guys in Iskell City, and they bowed to order everyone to be killed but not included them.

His eldest son, Cheng-en, firmly executed his father's orders, but after everything was over, he still asked his father his question when he was avoiding others: "Dad, why did he surrender?"

"Why do you kill and surrender? It seems like your father has the same choice."

He Bai looked at the other side of the river: "Open your eyes and see what is on the other side of the river."
Chapter completed!