A slash and kill.
Tan Zaiwang once again charged out from the herdsmen's cavalry.
Of the dozens of herdsmen in front of me, less than ten were still riding on horseback. The remaining herdsmen were all turned into corpses, lying in a mess all over the ground.
There were many ownerless horses around, munching on the blood-stained hay on the ground.
Tan Zaiwang shook the saber in his hand, shook off the blood on the blade, and shouted again: "Kill!"
The cavalrymen of more than a dozen armored cavalry battalions followed him to kill the remaining herdsmen again.
The dozen or so herdsmen on the opposite side controlled their horses and took a few steps back. There was only panic and horror in their eyes, and they lost the courage to fight again.
Facing the charging Tan Zaiwang and others, the herdsmen turned around and urged their horses to flee in the direction behind them.
In the blink of an eye, he escaped dozens of steps away.
Tan Zaiwang tightened the reins, controlled the horse under him to stop, turned his head and said to the people around him: "Ignore them, follow me to find the horses of the Hatan tribe."
Cutting off the herdsmen's horses means cutting off the herdsmen's escape route.
It is difficult for the Hatan herdsmen to escape without their war horses, especially in this season. Without horses, they will freeze to death halfway with just two legs.
On the way to find the horses, Tan Zaiwang and the cavalry around him killed some herdsmen who were also looking for the horses.
Soon, they came to the horse pen where the Hatan tribe kept their horses.
Seeing the group of horses in front of them, Tan Zaiwang and the cavalrymen around him brightened up.
"Captain, how many horses are there here?" A cavalryman from the armored cavalry battalion couldn't help but said.
In the horse pen, the horses are so densely packed next to each other that they can’t even be counted.
Tan Zaiwang stuck out his tongue and licked his chapped lips, swallowed the saliva in his mouth, smiled, and said: "With these horses, our Tiger Banner cavalry can ride two or even three cavalry."
The cavalryman on the side said: "The Hatan tribe is just a small tribe dependent on other tribes, but it has raised so many horses. If it were a big tribe, the horse herd would be even bigger."
"You're right, but it's a pity that we have too few cavalry. Otherwise, with these horses, we can at least form a cuirassier brigade." Another cavalryman said.
He was a cuirassier and joined the armored cavalry battalion with Tan Zaiwang. Now he is a squad leader of the armored cavalry battalion.
Tan Zaiwang said to him: "Leave ten people here to keep an eye on the horses here. We must not let the people from the Hatan tribe take away the horses here. These horses are all belonging to our Tiger Flag."
"Captain, don't worry, as long as there are people from the Hatan tribe approaching, my subordinates will never let them have a chance to leave alive." The cavalry on the side said.
Tan Zaiwang nodded, and then said: "The remaining people follow me and go back to clean up the remnants of the Hatan tribe."
After saying that, he knocked his horse's belly with both feet and urged his horse to gallop in the direction of the yurt.
Behind him, several cavalrymen from the armored cavalry battalion followed and fought back to the yurt again.
The wealth of the Hatan tribe is not gold and silver, but horses, cattle and sheep.
Unlike horses, cattle and sheep cannot be used to escape, and they cannot even be taken with them when escaping. Herders who escape from the direction of the yurt rarely escape to the direction of the cattle and sheep.
Therefore, Tan Zaiwang did not take care of the cattle and sheep of the Hatan tribe, let alone send anyone to keep an eye on them.
After the victory, these Hatan tribe's cattle and sheep will naturally become the trophies of their armored cavalry battalion.
Tan Zaiwang led his people back to the yurt, and the war was coming to an end.
Several yurts in the Hatan tribe were set alight, and the flames quickly engulfed the entire yurt, sending streams of smoke into the air.
This day was a rare day of good weather. There was no howling north wind, and the thick smoke from the burning yurts failed to spread out in time, filling the sky over the entire Hatan region.
"You guys, bring all these Beilu girls into the yurt for me, so that you guys can feel comfortable together."
A rough voice reached Tan Zaiwang's ears, causing him to frown subconsciously.
Judging from the voice, the speaker should be near him.
"What's going on?" Tan Zaiwang asked with dissatisfaction.
A person on the side said: "It should be one of our people."
"I know they are from the armored cavalry battalion." Tan Zaiwang cursed and then said, "I am asking what these people want to do?"
The man next to him was speechless.
Everyone knows what the sentence that came before means.
Tan Zaiwang said with a cold face: "Come on, follow me to see who is so bold that he doesn't even care about battlefield discipline and dares to do such a thing on the battlefield."
The few cavalrymen beside him followed behind him without saying a word, urging their horses to find the person who had just spoken.
From the words just spoken, Tan Zaiwang could tell that the speaker was very close to him, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to hear him so clearly.
After he took the people a few steps away, the clear cry of a Mongolian woman came to his ears again.
"Captain, the man should be in the yurt in front." A cavalryman following Tan Zaiwang said.
There was a yurt in front of them, but they were at the back of the yurt, and the main entrance of the yurt was in the other direction.
"Come on, come with me." Tan Zaiwang said expressionlessly.
Soon, they arrived at the front of the yurt, in the direction with the door.
When we came to the door of the yurt, the curtains on the door were not lowered, and we could clearly see everything happening inside the yurt.
In the yurt, several cavalrymen from the armored cavalry battalion were tearing off the leather jackets of several women. One of the cavalrymen had already taken off his breastplate, leaving only his close-fitting clothing.
Tan Zaiwang had a livid face.
"Go on and bring them here."
A cavalryman beside Tan Zaiwang jumped off his horse and walked towards the yurt.
Tan Zaiwang on horseback said: "You don't need to go in, just set fire to the yurt."
The cavalryman who was walking into the yurt was stunned for a moment, looked at Tan Zaiwang hesitantly, and said, "Captain, there are still some of our people inside."
Tan Zaiwang said coldly: "Didn't you hear my order? Set fire, burn!"
There was anger in his voice.
The cavalryman hesitated for a moment, but finally took out gunpowder and sprinkled some on the yurt, and then used a fire stick to light the gunpowder.
The yurt dipped in gunpowder suddenly caught fire, and the fire got bigger and bigger.
It didn't take long for the fire to start. The cavalrymen from several armored cavalry battalions inside the yurt noticed that the yurt was on fire. They left the women behind and hurriedly ran out from inside.
As soon as he ran out, one of the men without any clothes said with a dark face: "Who asked you to set the fire? Didn't you see that I'm still inside?"
As he spoke, he lifted his pants up with both hands and fastened his belt at the same time.
