Chen Kan did not leave, but led his soldiers to guard the isolation zone and look at the sea of fire in front of him.
The Ming army soldiers stationed at the Enen River also gathered behind the isolation zone under the leadership of Cheng Feng. Looking at the sea of fire, every Ming army soldier had some kind of indescribable fear on his face.
No one expected that the fire on the grassland could burn like this.
Cheng Feng leaned into Chen Ka's ear and asked, "Master Hou, should we dedicate some of our manpower to go around to the other side of the Enen River?"
Before Chen Kan could speak, Zhou Shi shook his head and said, "No need. If the Tatars want to escape, they can only run in the direction of the wind. If they run along the fire, they will only die faster. The Enen River cannot stop them." Live in the fire.”
As if to confirm Zhou Shi's words, a gust of wind suddenly struck.
Then everyone saw thick smoke billowing from across the green Enen River.
The strong wind took away the fire and also took away a lot of air. The large grassland in front of Chen Kan was gradually extinguished because the hay had burned out and there was no fuel.
But as this gust of wind passed by, it suddenly reappeared.
Of course, the resurgence was only the ashes of plants and trees blown into the sky by the strong wind.
If you want to burn into a wall of fire like the original fire, unless you put a lot of fuel into it.
The blazing fire was getting farther and farther away from Chen Kan, and getting closer and closer to the Kent Mountain Camp.
And only half an hour has passed since the fire started.
Chen Kan held a telescope and found that the tall Kent Mountain in the distance was also starting to burst into flames. Kent Mountain was on fire, and the camp at the foot of Kent Mountain was almost gone.
Looking back, Chen Kan raised his arms and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, they are coming!"
Hearing these words, the spirits of the Ming army soldiers suddenly became tense.
There are 30,000 Tatar troops stationed in Kent Mountain Camp. No one knows how much damage this fire can cause to these 30,000 people.
If too many people escape from the fire, they will have no choice but to give up this piece of fat that reaches their lips.
Of course, burning down the Kent Mountain Camp was considered a great achievement.
This is no different from the Tatars sending a small team to attack the Ming Dynasty and setting a fire in Nanjing.
Therefore, regardless of whether Ben Shiyari can be captured or not, after such an experience, alienation on the grassland is inevitable.
Arutai's reputation on the grassland will also be greatly reduced.
The Tatars are much more realistic than the Han people. When you, Arutai, are strong, we can play with you, but you, Arutai, can't even protect your own nest, and you still want to command the grassland. Isn't this a joke?
Another half an hour passed, and the grassland in front of Chen Kan had turned into a scorched black. The billowing smoke gradually dissipated, and behind the smoke was an even bigger sea of fire.
The vegetation on the Kent Mountains is lush, and the fires must last longer than on the grasslands.
Thanks to the strong wind just now, the entire Kent Mountain began to twist.
"Master Hou, they are coming!"
Fang Xu, who had been observing the fire scene, suddenly became excited, and Chen Kan hurriedly raised the telescope in his hand.
Sure enough, an unknown creature that could not tell whether it was charcoal or a human emerged from the wall of fire.
But as soon as he came out of the sea of fire, the black charcoal quickly fell to the ground, and even the war horse underneath him neighed miserably.
There was the first one, followed by the second, and then the third.
But without exception, they all fell to the ground just after rushing out of the sea of fire.
"Dong dong dong~"
Suddenly, the ground began to shake.
"Come here, the Tatar army!"
"Everyone on alert!"
Without Cheng Feng shouting, the soldiers had already raised their guns and prepared to charge.
Dozens of war horses emerged from the sea of fire, followed by hundreds, and then countless horses galloping out.
At a rough look, at least three to five thousand people emerged from the sea of fire at the same time.
Under the trampling of the war horses, a huge gap was instantly created in the tall wall of fire.
It's just that their condition seems indescribable.
Especially the cavalry on the edge of the crowd. The men and horses were screaming, and the flames on their bodies could not be extinguished.
What's even worse is that he has simply become a charred corpse, relying only on the belief in his heart to survive for the time being.
The further they went forward, the more people fell, and after the sea of fire, people kept jumping out on horses.
The aroma of meat filled the grassland and reached Chen Kan's nose.
Chen Kan has been observing their status with a telescope.
Finding a group of Tatar soldiers, no matter how miserable they were, they were all tightly clustered together, he concluded that Benshiyari must be among the crowd.
On the other hand, on the Tatar cavalry side, many people who rushed out of the sea of fire were so excited that tears filled their eyes.
As soon as he rushed out of the sea of fire, he began to breathe heavily, even though the air was full of hot dust.
Mongolian: "Blessed by the eternal God, we survived."
"Finally escaped the sea of fire, woo woo woo~"
Excited roars, cries, and wailings of lost loved ones finally broke out at this moment.
There are few things more exciting than escaping death.
Even Benshi Yali, who was tightly surrounded by a group of people, couldn't help feeling relieved.
Thanks to his status, countless people used their bodies to isolate him from the fire, so there were not many burns on his body, only his hair was singed, and there were some burns on his skin.
There was a severe burning sensation in my chest, and my throat seemed to be blocked by something.
Now they desperately need water.
Some people had already begun to rush towards the Enen River without hesitation. The horses also cooperated very well. Knowing that their bodies were facing symptoms of dehydration, they forced their owners to run towards the river despite the severe pain.
Maybe it's because the smoke is too big, maybe it's the thick smoke that's eye-catching, or maybe everyone is immersed in the joy of escaping from death. Until now, no one has seen that just a few miles away, a Ming army has appeared. It was a gray wolf that was eyeing them.
"Cough cough cough~"
Benshiyari coughed wildly, stretched out his dark fingers and took out a large lump of black plant ash from his throat, and then shouted in a hoarse voice: "Water, water...Give me water, I want water... ....”
Several Tatar soldiers who were still in good health heard Benshiyari's call. Regardless of the severe pain radiating from their bodies, they hurried to the river to get water for Benshiyari.
But before they had gone far, the ground began to tremble regularly, as if it was an earthquake.
"Dong dong dong~"
The heavy sound of horse hooves woke up the Tatar soldiers who were immersed in the joy of escaping from death.
The Tatar soldiers subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound of horse hooves, and a gust of wind happened to blow by, taking away the thick smoke and dust that blocked their sight.
The next second, all the Tatar soldiers looked like they had seen a ghost on their faces.
Mongolian: "The Ming Army is the Ming Army!"
"The Ming army is coming, run away!"
The Tatar soldiers' eyes were about to burst, and Ben Shiyali's expression changed drastically.
Previously, he was still wondering why such a fire broke out inexplicably on the grassland.
Now we finally have the answer. This is obviously the masterpiece of this Ming army.
Mongolian: "Protect the Great Khan!"
Short and shrill screams resounded throughout the sky. Unfortunately, after being devastated by the fire, the Tatar soldiers who escaped had very little fighting strength.
Even the soldiers who were still intact were already in a state of dehydration at this moment, and they had no power to resist.
The moment he saw the Ming army, Ben Shiyali quickly turned his horse and rushed towards the sea of fire.
He is the Great Khan of Mongolia. Even though he is just a puppet, he will never allow himself to fall into the hands of the Ming army, even if the final result is to be buried in a sea of fire.
But it is a pity that the war horse under his crotch has long lost the courage to return to the sea of fire at this moment.
No matter how hard he drove, the war horse never took a step closer to the sea of fire.
A look of despair suddenly appeared on Benshiyari's face. He did not expect that at the critical moment, even his beloved horse, who usually had a close connection with him, would now have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
Seeing the Ming army's cavalry getting closer and closer, the eyes of many Mongolian soldiers were filled with fear.
At this time, they had no power to resist the Ming army.
Some Tatar soldiers also took out long knives from the burnt scabbards, but they no longer had the strength to lift the butcher's knives.
On the Ming army's side, Cheng Feng was still leading the charge. Chen Kan followed Cheng Feng on horseback. When everyone was less than a mile away from the remaining Tatar army.
Chen Kan nodded to a soldier beside him who could speak Mongolian. The soldier understood and immediately shouted in Mongolian to the remaining Tatar soldiers not far away: "Put down your weapons, surrender without killing, and hand over Ben Shiyari. Surrender without killing.”
Hearing the shouts of the Ming army, some Tatar soldiers who could barely ride on their horses looked at each other.
Then his eyes showed sadness and anger at the same time.
They knew that this time, they had failed, completely.
Thirty thousand elite troops fell into the hands of a Ming army numbering only two thousand. It can be said to be an unprecedented shame and humiliation.
"Lay down your weapons, surrender without killing, hand over Ben Shiyari, surrender without killing."
The shouting from the Ming army continued, and many Tatars showed unwillingness in their eyes, and then dropped their weapons.
Under the current circumstances, if you continue to resist, you will just end up being massacred by the Ming army.
Although it would be embarrassing to surrender, at least you can still survive.
The worst they can do is to go to Walla or the Duoyan Three Guards after they surrender. Anyway, everything is gone for them now. Even if they can't stay in Mongolia, it doesn't seem to be a big deal.
As long as the first one lays down his arms, there will be a second and a third.
Ben Shiyari rode his horse in circles, and when he saw that the brave grassland warriors in the past actually surrendered to Akito, tears of blood suddenly flowed from his eyes.
He wanted to control the horse and rush into the sea of fire to end this absurd life, but he no longer had the strength to continue controlling the horse.
"Don't surrender, show your courage and fight for the Golden Family. Fight."
"Boys, what are you doing?"
"Have you forgotten the glory of the warrior?"
Benshiyari looked sad and angry, but he still couldn't stop more and more prairie warriors from laying down their weapons.
"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival."
