At the beginning of the civil castle, the Ming God of War was a little panicked

Chapter 120 Beihaiwei, attack!

Dulbert Department, Kerr Terrace.

"All men over the age of 14 and under the age of 60 must go out with the army. All cattle and sheep fodder must be requisitioned!"

Keertai is a relatively large tribe, with a total of more than [-] people. This time, they are also recruiting first, and most of the young and strong have already gone to the front line.

Unexpectedly, this battle was going on endlessly, and there was another conscription.

"All the males have been conscripted away, where are there still people?"

"My old man is 59 years old this year, and it is difficult for him to walk. Will he go out with the army?"

"That is, 14-year-old children will go to the battlefield, and only some old and weak women and children are left. How will they live in the future?"

"Before the army set off, all the cattle and sheep in the tribe had been requisitioned, and now there are less than two hundred of them left. If they are all taken away, what will we eat? Could it be that we are allowed to graze?"

In the face of the protests, the centurion who came to deliver the order lashed his whip.

"What are you going to do, are you going to rebel?"

As he spoke, the soldiers behind him showed their swords and guns and stood ready.

"This is the order of Grand Master Ye Xian. Now the frontline is very tight. If the tribes don't give their full support, when the Ming army comes over, you will be dead!"

Everyone was silent. Indeed, if the front line was defeated, the tribes would not be able to escape the fate of being slaughtered.

"I'll give you one night. At this time tomorrow, I'll lead you!"

So, amidst the mourning, the only remaining men, cattle and sheep in the tribe were recruited and prepared to go out with the army.

That night, everyone gathered around the bonfire, waiting for the next day's parting.

"The patriarch, men over the age of 14 and under the age of 60, a total of 250 seven people, are ready."

Patriarch Uratu nodded heavily, and said slowly, "It's 250 eight people."

"I just counted, and it is indeed 250 seven people."

"No, it's 250 eight people!"

Uratu looked extremely melancholy, and said, "I am 59 years old."

"But, you are the patriarch..."

"The patriarch is also going to fight!"

Uratu sighed, and said, "Back then, I fought with Mahamu Khan, and the Ming army was still very powerful."

"If you leave, what will the tribe do?"

Uratu looked at an older old man beside him, and said, "If you have anything to do, you can find him. Among the tribe, he is the oldest and has rich experience..."

At this moment, a sound of horseshoes was heard in the distance.

Uratu suddenly dissatisfied: "Didn't you agree to come tomorrow? Why did you come at night and ask someone to come?"

Everyone came out of the tent angrily, and was about to argue with the visitor, but they heard a sharp sound of breaking through the air.

Countless arrows came oncoming, killing and wounding immediately.

Uratu looked terrified, and shouted: "Enemy attack, enemy attack! Prepare to fight!"

However, there are still people...

In the darkness, countless cavalry rushed into the tribe, and the shining steel knives gleamed coldly under the reflection of the bonfire, and slashed at the helpless herdsmen, crying all over the place.

As the last howl came to an abrupt end, the Keertai tribe returned to tranquility again.

Ulan, the commander of Beihaiwei, came forward and said, "Report to Commander, the search has already been carried out, and no one is alive!"

Ha Ming raised his head and asked, "Where is the next tribe?"

"Thirty miles to the south, Uno Zhalang Department!"

Ha Ming nodded and said, "Let's rest in place and continue tomorrow night!"

"Yes!"

Ha Ming led [-] cavalrymen and made a surprise attack all the way from Beihai to the south.

The tribes living in the far back of Mobei never thought that when fighting on the front line, the rear would suffer first.

The soldiers slaughtered the cattle and sheep in the tribe on the spot, and after eating and drinking enough, they began to rest.

At noon the next day, scouts came forward to report that a small group of Oirat troops were approaching.

Ha Ming immediately ordered the troops to hide, and everyone and horses hid in the tent.

Centurion Bo Tunqi didn't notice any abnormalities, and came to the Kertai Department according to yesterday's agreement.

This time when they came to the rear to recruit soldiers, they only brought [-] people with them. However, this is the rear of Mobei University, so there will be no danger.

"Huh, what about people?"

Bo Tunqi was a little surprised. Could it be that these people didn't want to go to the front line, so they ran away overnight!

But, why don't even women and children see...

Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.

Because there was a smell of blood in the air.

"No, withdraw!"

However, it's too late!
Numerous Ming soldiers rushed out of the tent and slaughtered thirty Oirat soldiers in an instant.

Bo Tunqi really wanted to resist, but facing countless Ming troops, he had no choice but to drop the knife in his hand.

Ulan came forward and asked in Mongolian, "What's your name?"

Bo Tunqi immediately showed joy, stepped forward and said: "I am also Bo Tunqi, the centurion under the grand master's tent. Which department do you belong to? Is there any misunderstanding?"

Ulan kicked him away and shouted: "Don't talk nonsense, let me ask you, what did you do?"

"I, I... come to conscript."

"conscription?"

"That's right, the battle on the front line is tight, and there is an order from the grand master. All men over the age of 14 and under the age of 60 must go out with the army."

Ulan beckoned and said, "Bring people here!"

Immediately afterwards, two guards escorted Bo Tunqi and followed Ulan to Haming at the campfire.

"My lord, this kid is still a centurion, here to conscript!"

Ha Ming smiled lightly, and said, "In this way, Ye Xian's life is not easy."

Bo Tunqi also knew some Chinese. Hearing this, he finally understood that the opponent was the Ming army.

But why did they appear in the depths of Mobei?
This... makes no sense!
Ha Ming asked, "Where are the soldiers you recruited?"

Beads of sweat dripped from Bo Tunqi's forehead, and he looked terrified.

Ha Ming turned his head and winked at Ulan who was beside him.

Ulan pulled out the knife in a hurry, and put it on Botunqi's neck.

Botunqi suddenly felt a biting chill coming, and hurriedly said: "I said, I said, in... the Uno Zhalang Department!"

Haming suddenly felt his eyes light up, isn't this the place he was going to attack?

"How many people were recruited?"

"I'm in charge of about... about 500 people..."

Ha Ming looked at Ulan and nodded slightly.

Ulan understood, took Bo Tunqi aside, and killed him with a single blow.

"My lord, the opponent has more than 500 combat troops. Shall we draw up a battle plan?"

"No need!"

Ha Ming shook his head and said: "Didn't you hear that just now? The recruiters are all dolls aged 60 or [-], and old people over the age of [-] or [-]. Send an order to go south in an hour. I want Let Wala not be able to recruit anyone!"

"Yes!"

The Ming army had a full meal, and then set fire to the remaining cattle, sheep and tents.

Amidst the raging fire, five thousand cavalry marched southward.

(End of this chapter)