Watching Fang Xu lead the men to chase him out, Chen Kan also mounted his horse and slowly followed behind the large army.
This plan against the remnant Tatar army is Fang Xu's first show. No matter whether the outcome is good or bad, Chen Kan should go and help him.
This time, almost all the Ming army was dispatched.
But if Battle was willing to look back at the size of Mingjun, he would find that the Ming army of two thousand people was less than half.
As for where the missing Ming troops went, perhaps only Fang Xu, the instigator, knew it. Others, even Chen Kan, didn't know much about it.
"Bang bang bang~"
The sound of gunfire was particularly harsh in the night sky. Every time a burst of gunfire fell, several or dozens of running Tatars would fall off their horses.
The horses, which lost control of the knight, immediately scattered in all directions.
After chasing for nearly thirty miles, the remaining Tatar army finally gradually opened a distance from the Ming army.
This is not surprising. After all, the Tatars are the ones fleeing for their lives. They only need to cover their heads and hit their horses and run wildly. But the Ming army behind them, who are the pursuers, is different.
Not only do you have to aim, refill bullets, but you also have to avoid those war horses running around.
But at this time, the remnant Tatar army, which originally numbered more than a thousand, only had five or six hundred people left.
Battle had a sinister look on his face as he ran away. He never expected that he would fall into the Ming army's trap again.
This makes no sense. Logically speaking, the Ming army had come all the way and was forced to flee across the grassland by their own army. They should be very tired at this moment.
It was for this reason that he used the strategy of weakening the enemy against the Ming army.
The Ming army's sleep was disturbed three times in a row. How could they still have the energy to set up traps and even chase them so far out if they couldn't eat well or sleep well?
This Ming army is so unusual and strange.
At this moment, he finally regretted not listening to Abu Zhi'an's advice and pursuing this Ming army for so long alone with so few people.
Fortunately, the riding skills under his command are not comparable to those of the Ming army who only know how to farm. After running for so long, they should have left the Ming army behind, right?
Thinking of this, Battle subconsciously looked back.
Sure enough, there was no trace of the Ming army.
"Huh~"
Taking a long breath, Battle finally relaxed a little, and finally got rid of the difficult group of two-legged sheep.
Just seeing that his soldiers suffered heavy losses, with only one-sixth of the 3,000 men left, Battle's good mood was instantly dispelled, and was replaced by pain like needle pricks.
Seeing that Battle slowed down his horse, a knight stepped forward and asked, "General, what should we do next? Are we still going to harass the Ming army?"
Hearing this, Battle frowned. He wanted to continue harassing them, but with so few men left, he was not asking for trouble if he continued to harass the Ming army.
After thinking about it, he said: "There is no need to harass the Ming army for the time being. Let's divide our troops into two groups and continue to follow the Ming army all the way. Don't let them lose their traces on the grassland. The other group will go with me to move reinforcements!" "
Yes, after moving reinforcements, Battelle finally put down his pride and prepared to bow to the hateful Abu.
Otherwise, just relying on the few manpower he has, trying to find the Ming army to regain the situation is tantamount to wishful thinking.
"I don't think it's necessary anymore, you might as well sleep here forever!"
The moment Battle's voice fell, a loud shout suddenly came from behind a hill in front of Battle. Although it was shouted in Mongolian, the Chinese accent could not be concealed.
The next moment, a group of cavalry suddenly appeared from behind the hills, numbering about two to three hundred people. The leader was Cen Gu, who had disappeared all night.
Battle was instantly shocked and his eyes were splitting as he said, "How could it be possible? How could there be a Ming army here?"
"Run south!"
Battle made a decision almost instantly, turned his horse's head and planned to run south.
Cen Gu didn't chase him, but watched with interest as Battelle ran towards the south.
Battle only ran a few hundred meters away before he stopped again.
He looked at the Ming army in front of him with a look of horror, holding a dark gun barrel, with a look of disbelief on his face.
I don't know when the south was blocked by a Ming army of two to three hundred people. The general at the head was Qianhu Qiuhan.
Battle turned his horse's head again, but he found in despair that the way to the north was also blocked by a Ming army, led by another Qianhu Qian Xinghu in the Ming army.
Now, there was only one road left to the east, but soon the east road was also surrounded by Fang Xu and his men.
Battle was desperate. It was obvious that the Ming army had laid a dragnet and was waiting for him to rush into the encirclement.
The other Tatar soldiers also looked like they were mourning for their heirs. This time, they had completely reached a dead end.
Seeing the despair on Battle's face, Fang Xu asked breathlessly: "Run, why don't you run?"
Battle's face turned pale quickly, and then turned from white to green in an instant.
After a moment, a look of despair appeared on his face, and he shouted in stiff Chinese: "We surrender."
"surrender?"
The cavalryman following Battle exclaimed in disbelief.
"Yes, surrender. Enough of us have died. It's all my fault and it has nothing to do with you."
Battle's face was full of despair. He never thought that one day he would be in such a situation.
"General, no, let's fight them!"
Some Tatar soldiers retorted angrily, seemingly unable to accept the fact of surrender.
"Shut up!"
Battle scolded him, then looked at Fang Xu, the leader of the Ming army, and asked with a look of humiliation: "I am willing to surrender. Please spare the lives of my brothers."
Fang Xu looked at Battle playfully and said with a smile: "Who are you and what is your status among the Tatars? This general is not a garbage collector. I will accept surrender from anyone."
Battle looked humiliated and said: "I, General Battle, am a descendant of the Golden Family. The current Great Khan of Mongolia is my uncle, and my father is the leader of the Anda tribe."
Hearing Battle announce a series of titles, Fang Xu pretended to think: "With this status, I am qualified to be a prisoner."
Hearing Fang Xu's words, Battle couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and then shouted to Fang Xu: "Let them go, I will go with you."
Fang Xu said with a half-smile but not a smile: "Kill them, and you have to follow us obediently."
Hearing Fang Xu's words, Battle instantly became angry: "Han dogs really like to go back on their word. If I don't let them go, I would rather kill myself on the spot."
As he spoke, the scimitar in his hand was placed on his neck.
He was sure that with his status, the Ming army would never let him commit suicide, otherwise they would not have deliberately surrounded him.
"Not so general."
"No, General, the worst we can do is fight with these two-legged sheep."
Seeing that Battle's scimitar had drawn a bloody mark on his neck, his Tatar soldiers became anxious.
Fang Xu looked at Battle coldly and said calmly: "I think the general has misunderstood something. I said you are qualified to be a prisoner, but I didn't say that I would take prisoners, so the general should not be moved."
Battle was stunned and asked in disbelief: "What do you mean?"
Fang Xu said: "It's not interesting. General, if you want to commit suicide, please do it yourself."
Fang Xu raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, and saw that Battelle's expression suddenly changed from tragic to sad and angry, and an anger that he had been tricked instantly rose from his heart.
"It's too much!"
Battle was angry. He thought he was the nephew of the Great Khan of Mongolia and the biological son of Anta Khan, a large tribe in the grassland, but he was fooled by a little two-legged sheep.
It is unbearable.
Looking at the furious Battle, Fang Xu's heart did not waver.
If he had not made a plan to attack Kent Mountain, he would definitely choose to capture Battle alive.
With Battle's status, if he could be kidnapped back to the Ming Dynasty, if nothing else, the position of a lieutenant general could be exchanged for it.
But now, there is no comparison between a nephew of the Great Khan and a serious Khan himself.
Therefore, Fang Xu never thought about surrendering Battelle.
Even though a siege was set up, it was just to eradicate the weeds.
After all, it would be better not to let other Tatars know about the raid on Kent Mountain.
Just when Battle was ashamed and angry, Chen Kan also chased after him.
It's just that Chen Kan's current position is very subtle. He seems to be side by side with Fang Xu, but in fact he is slightly behind Fang Xu by half a body.
"Master Hou!"
Fang Xu no longer looked at the dying Battle, but bowed respectfully to Chen Kan.
Chen Kan raised his hand: "I'm just here to take a look. Just follow your plan and don't worry about me."
Feeling the unreserved trust in Chen Kan's words, Fang Xu immediately glanced at him gratefully.
Then he turned around and gave gestures to Cen Gu, Qian Xinghu, and Qiu Han in three directions.
The three of them understood, and the Ming army officers and soldiers under their command raised their fire guns in unison.
Noticing the actions of the Ming army, Battle couldn't care less about being ashamed.
He looked at a group of soldiers who were looking forward to death, and a sad look suddenly appeared on their faces.
"My sons, if that's the case, then go die with me!"
"I am willing to die with the general."
The remaining Tatar soldiers had madness on their faces and looked at the Ming army officers and soldiers surrounding them, with only hatred in their eyes.
Fang Xu was stimulated by Tatar's eyes, and his raised hand suddenly waved down.
The surrounded Battle showed a look of madness on his face. After shouting loudly, he rushed towards Fang Xu like a swift cheetah.
"Bang~"
There was a gunshot, and Battle fell.
"Bang bang bang~"
There was a burst of gunfire, and the remaining Tatar soldiers fell under the gunfire before they even had time to get into charge.
Five to six hundred people were densely packed together, which was a living target for the Ming army, so soon, there were more corpses on the ground in the Ming army's encirclement.
