Tabintai woke up in the morning and went out of the tent to take a dump. The biting cold wind made my butt hurt like a knife. He felt like his lower body was freezing, almost no longer his own.
The air is dry and cold, and the smoke cannons haven't stopped yet. This damn blizzard has been going on for half a month, raging hour by hour.
It's just dawn, and this is the wintering camp of Tushetu Khan.
Pute Mountain in the distance blocks the cold current, and here is a pasture with rich water and grass. Although it is covered with snow in winter, there is only a shallow amount of snow due to the obstruction of the mountains.
Cattle and sheep can easily use their hooves to dig through the snow and eat the dead grass underneath. Goats can also eat grass roots.
Although there is only dead grass in winter, the presence or absence of dead grass is an important condition that determines how many people and livestock can survive next spring.
It's leeward, so it won't be too cold. Cattle and sheep can carry it with their own fur and fat.
If you eat a mouthful of dry grass, you will consume less fat gained from catching autumn fat in autumn. Although they survived until the beginning of spring, when the ice and snow melted and the vegetation grew, the cattle, sheep and people were extremely thin, but they survived.
It is difficult for tribes without wintering camps to survive the winter, and they can only disappear on the grassland in the end.
The name Tabintai is based on the age of the baby's grandfather when the baby was born, such as: Tabintai (fifty), Jirentai (sixty), Dalengtai (seventy), Runairentai (eighty), Yi Rentai (90) and so on. This is the traditional naming rule of the Khalkha people.
Tabintai suddenly felt the earth shaking, and he raised his head in confusion. Who would leave the camp in this bad weather with a blizzard raging. It only takes half a day to freeze a horse to death. By then, people won’t be able to go very far. Then frozen into popsicles.
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Suddenly, a group of huge fiery red creatures rushed out of the blizzard wall in the distance.
Yang Fan's camels were all bought from Somalia. Many of the colors are bright red, which is very different from the local gray camels.
Tabintai immediately saw that this was not a member of his tribe. It's an enemy attack!
He stood up hurriedly, pulled up his pants, and turned around like he was running in the camp.
The leader of the Pioneer Assault Regiment is none other than Wang Hao. As soon as he broke out of the wind and snow, he saw a man defecating outside the camp. Wang Hao made a prompt decision, raised his flintlock rifle, aimed at Tabintai and pulled the trigger.
However, an accident happened. The gun didn't fire.
Wang Hao was stunned. Fortunately, the others were well trained and opened fire.
Out of a dozen rifles, only three successfully fired. But it was enough. Tabintai was hit in the back just as he ran to the camp fence. Thick leather robes in winter cannot stop steel-cored lead bullets. He was punched through directly, and he fell to the doorway before even letting out a scream.
Wang Hao quickly checked the flintlock rifle and found that the bolt was frozen.
It turned out that when their leading group was on their way, there was a carbide lamp hanging on the hump. This thing is an open flame and generates a lot of heat. The rifle was roasted by the fire, causing water droplets to condense and then freeze, freezing the flintlock mechanism.
The two Mongolians guarding the gate were also frightened. Countless camel cavalry rushed out from the blizzard. It’s so densely packed that I don’t know how many have come.
These camels are obviously much taller than the local camels and are fiery red in color. Not a local breed. Besides, this tribe doesn’t have many camels.
It's just dawn now, the morning star is still hanging high in the sky, the moon is in the western sky and has not yet set, and the sun is still on the horizon. The whole camp was asleep and no one got up.
The two men, Chagan (white) and Hari (black), immediately took out their horns and started blowing them.
However, the camel cavalry who followed at high speed pierced them with their four-and-a-half-meter-long spears.
However, the desolate horns still woke up people in some nearby tents.
Countless people ran out of the tent in panic. There were even shirtless ones. Apparently he had just emerged from the leather quilt.
An enemy attack is a big deal, and we must come out to see the situation clearly. I can't think of getting dressed at this time.
Countless camels swarmed into the camp. Wang Hao took the lead. He looked in surprise at the densely packed tents on the gradually descending slope in the distance, as well as countless cattle and sheep huddled together for warmth.
This winter camp is huge. When he raided the eight major camps in Tumut this year, none of them was of such a large scale.
Thirty-six hundred camel cavalry armed with muskets flooded into Tushetu Khan's camp like a flood. These knights. Wielding spears and swords. Slashing and stabbing all the enemies in front of them.
Hand grenades were thrown into the densely populated area of tents. Under the violent explosion, the entire camp seemed to be half boiled. Everyone was awakened.
For a moment, everyone was panicked. There was such a big snowstorm in this season. If a person cannot walk more than twenty miles, he will freeze to death.
What kind of enemy could be so bold and make a surprise attack in such a climate? Ten miles away, at Tushetu Khan's station, a huge cowhide gold tent stood in the center of a camp.
The explosion of grenades passed through the empty morning.
Tuxie Tuhan is fifty years old this year. Last night he had a banquet with the envoy from Guihua City, Jibutotapunang, and drank a lot of kumiss. They agreed that after naturalization and the start of the war, Tushetu Khan would lead his own 30,000 cavalry to attack the Ming army's logistics supply line.
He was still drunk and felt a splitting headache at this time, but when he heard the explosion, he jumped up. His expression suddenly changed. This was the sound of firearms.
Although the Mongols had few firearms, it did not mean that they were ignorant.
There is only one possibility for such a loud explosion, it is the sound of Akito's artillery firing.
Only the Ming Dynasty and the Jin Kingdom in the east had artillery. But now, Jin Guozheng is fighting with the insidious Khan of Chahar, and it is impossible for them to cross Chahar to attack him. Then there is only one possibility. They are the frontier troops of the Ming Dynasty.
Tuxie Tuhan had a gloomy face. The Ming army came so quickly. He had just reached an agreement with the Tumut people, and they came to kill him.
"Blow the trumpet, everyone assemble and prepare to face Ming Ren's shameless sneak attack." Tu Sheitu Khan roared.
The maids immediately brought him his leather robe and armor. In the early morning, the early maids used the fire pit in the middle of the tent to heat up the sweat's clothes, so that when the sweat woke up, he would have warm clothes to wear.
Tuxie Tuhan was cursing while wearing his robe.
"Why don't these shameless Akito freeze to death in such a cold weather?"
"Hmph, even if you come here, half of you will probably freeze to death and get frostbite. My 30,000 elite soldiers are not easy to mess with."
A continuous sound of horns sounded outside the golden tent. All the camps of Tushetu Khan woke up one after another, and the men were putting on leather robes and leather armor made of rawhide. He grabbed his bow, arrows and weapons and hurried out of the tent. He mounted his horse and rushed towards the Khan's golden tent.
Early in the morning is the coldest time of the day. The horses came out of the tent, shivering passively.
Kortu, the general of Tuxietu Khan, rushed towards the golden tent with his troops and horses, sighing in his heart, only the real enemy would be so desperate, running thousands of miles deep into the grassland in such weather.
I'm afraid, today's war will not be good. This is definitely a formidable enemy.
