Saharian had seen too many Ming troops who only knew how to escape.
As soon as he saw the Ming army fleeing for their lives, he subconsciously thought that this was a matter of course, without thinking too much about it. Based on his previous experience of fighting with the Ming army, he only needed to lead his men to pursue them.
He was not worried at all that Tiger Flag would set up an ambush.
As he said, this grassland is not suitable for an ambush at all.
The farther they chased away from the two red flag armies, the war horses also knew they were tired. They would get tired if they kept running, and the speed of running was naturally not as fast as at the beginning.
"You can really fucking run!" Saharian cursed.
After chasing for so long without catching up, he already had the idea of giving up.
It's not that he doesn't want to chase, but the war horse can't run endlessly. He needs to consider the endurance of the war horse. After all, they don't have such good treatment as one person and two horses.
Call!
After chasing for several miles, Saharian finally gave up and continued the pursuit.
Although the Mongols provided war horses for Dai Jin, every horse was still very precious to Dai Jin.
Daikin spends a lot of money and food every year just to raise war horses, and war horses cannot suffer like people.
Once the war horse suffers, it will only become thin and weak. War horses with serious problems may no longer even be able to go to the battlefield and can only be used as slave horses.
Given the situation in Liaodong, it was difficult for people to have enough to eat, and they were unable to feed too many war horses. If the Mongolian ministries had not provided war horses to Dajin every year, Dajin would not have been able to maintain the current number of war horses.
"Master Beile, why don't you pursue me?" Youzuo Ling asked when Sahalian stopped.
Hearing this, Saharian waved his hand lightly and said, "No more chasing. I have two horses per person. If you get tired, you can change horses to ride. We only have one horse. We don't even have to change when we are tired."
"What a pity." Zuo Ling said with regret.
He also wanted to snatch a horse and get a man and two horses for himself.
A left leader with a red flag on the other side stepped forward and said to Sahanlian: "Master Beile, should we go back next? Or should we stay and continue to stare at this tiger-thief cavalry?"
"Rest for a while first, let the horse drink some water and eat some grass to regain its strength." Sahalian said.
As for going back, he never thought that his mission was to hold off the pursuers of the Tiger Flag. Going back at this time would be like drawing the pursuers back again, and all the previous hard work would be in vain.
Except for a team of men who were left standing guard all around, all the other slaves dismounted.
However, no one took off their armor. Even if it was hot and muggy, they still maintained their armor. Once an enemy situation appeared, they ensured that they would be on horseback to meet the enemy as soon as possible.
"Master Belle, the tiger bandit's cavalry has changed their horses." A slave knight on guard brought Sahanlian the news from Liu Chao.
After hearing the news, Saharian did not dare to delay, and immediately asked the people below to mount their horses and prepare to meet the enemy.
He didn't know if the cavalry on the other side of the Tiger Flag were preparing to take action. In order not to be caught off guard, he could only prepare his men in advance.
Sure enough, he made no mistake.
After the cavalry of the Tiger Flag changed their mounts, they immediately came towards the slave cavalry led by Sahalian.
"Meet the enemy!" Saharian took out the longbow and arrows from the pockets on both sides of the horse's belly, and stared excitedly at the tiger-shaped flag cavalry approaching from the front.
If the cavalry of the Tiger Flag wanted to escape, with one man and two horses, he would naturally have no choice.
But the cavalry of the Tiger Flag dared to ride and fight. What Saharian was not afraid of the most was a fight between the two armies.
Saharian did not wait passively for the cavalry of the tiger-shaped flag to come to him, but also attacked the cavalry of the tiger-shaped flag.
The biggest advantage of cavalry is not riding on horseback, but the most deadly charge when the horse is running.
A few miles was not a long distance for the cavalry.
Two cavalrymen belonging to different camps soon appeared in front of each other.
The cavalrymen on the Nuqi side raised their bows one after another, and the cavalrymen on the Tiger Flag side also raised their muskets.
It's the same for both sides. Only when they get close will they shoot arrows or fire blunderbuss.
Most of the cavalry on both sides were on running horses, so naturally they couldn't be as accurate as if they were standing on stable ground, so they all needed to get close to each other.
Even if you get within twenty steps, no one can guarantee that you will be able to hit the target in your eyes. At most, the chance is higher.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
boom! boom! boom!
No one on either side was polite, and they all greeted each other with the guys in their hands.
If you are hit by an arrow, you will not necessarily die, but if you are hit by a gun, you will definitely die, but if you fall off a horse, you will die even more miserably, and if you fall off a horse, you will not distinguish between yourself and the enemy, and most of them will die under the hoofs of your own horses.
The fire gun once again showed its side in front of Jiawei.
As long as the cavalrymen on the side of the Tiger Flag are not hit by arrows in their vital parts and do not fall off their horses, they can basically survive, and the breastplates on their bodies can also resist some of the arrows fired.
The slave thieves' cavalry did not have such good luck.
As long as the gun hits, it is difficult to survive. Even if there is no command to hit the vital points, the heartbreaking pain will make it difficult for people to sit still on the horse.
As for the armor on his body, at such a close distance, it was almost useless against the Tiger Flag's cavalry gun.
The distant soldiers fought, and the cavalry of the Tiger Flag won a victory.
However, for the cavalry, the distance of twenty steps is only a blink of an eye.
Regardless of whether it is the slave bandits or the tiger-character flag side, after one round of shooting with arrows and cavalry guns, it will become a close fight, and the tiger-character flag side's advantage will not be that great.
The two cavalrymen collided directly, waving their weapons at each other.
Boom! Boom!
The thundering sound of horse hooves was heard from further away.
A cavalry force appeared on the right front and left front of the slave cavalry, and rushed towards the battlefield where the cavalry was fighting.
Even though Saharian was still fighting, he immediately noticed the movement outside the battlefield.
When he noticed that two more cavalrymen with tiger flags had joined the battlefield, his expression suddenly changed.
The tiger-shaped banner cavalry that was fighting in front of him was not that easy to deal with. Now two more tiger-shaped banner cavalry came, and their number was already several times that of his side.
"Withdraw, withdraw immediately."
Saharian knew that if he continued to fight, he had no chance of winning and would only be wiped out, so he shouted to evacuate immediately.
The knife in his hand knocked away a saber that was coming at him, and slashed at the tiger-shaped flag cavalry in front of him.
The blade scratched the front of the breastplate, leaving a long scratch.
However, one of the slave riders guarding him used the knife in his hand to cut the throat of the Tiger Cavalry in front of him.
The body fell from the horse.
Saharian took this opportunity to rush forward some distance.
Unlike other slave knights, he is protected by many slave knights. He used to charge faster than others, but the number of slave knights protecting him is also decreasing.
