"Haha, does a strong man cut off his wrist? He does have some courage!"

Looking at the thousands of Tatar cavalry who were thrown behind him, Wang Bing praised Zalik's quick wit and decisiveness.

"Lao San, these people..."

Hearing what Wang Bing said, Hu Dabiao and others immediately looked at the thousands of surrounded Tatar cavalry.

"Ask them if they are willing to surrender. We still need manpower to clean up the battlefield!"

Looking at the messy battlefield, Wang Bing, who was tired from fighting for a day, was ready to take a rest and let go of the thousands of Tatars behind him.

"Hoola!!!"

However, Wang Bing was determined to spare the lives of these people, but they themselves did not want to.

Just when Wang Bing finished speaking, a burst of "hula" sound unique to the Tatar charge came. The thousands of "tails" that had been left behind were waving scimitars and took the initiative to attack Yu Lin.

Wei launched a suicidal charge!

"Bah, bah, bah..."

Without Wang Bing's order, facing the Tatar cavalry who charged, the Yulin guards raised their muskets and fired without thinking.

However, out of respect for these warriors, no one fired any cannons, they just fired at their names with cannons!

"Third brother, there are only so many people, why waste the bullets named after my siblings? Just use a knife to kill them!"

Looking at the Tatar cavalry in front of him who were constantly being shot off their horses by muskets, Hu Dabiao, a guy who lived up to his name, pulled out his sword with a swish sound and made a false move.

"Why use a knife when you can use a blunderbuss? We have already suffered enough casualties today!"

Glancing at Hu Dabiao who was eager to try, Wang Bing shook his head with a heavy heart.

Although there is no undead person in a war, and the casualties of the Yulin Guards are so low that, except for the Qi family army when fighting the Japanese pirates, they are already the best among the entire army. But for these Yulin Guards soldiers he brought out, Wang Bing was

It is impossible to regard these casualties as just numbers.

…

"Great Khan, are we going back like this? We lost so many people this time, as well as Tuotao City..."

While Wang Bing was still feeling sad about the casualties of the Yulin Guards, on the way from Dongsheng to Dabansheng, many Tatar generals were unwilling to do so, but they looked helplessly at Zalik.

This third generation King of Shunyi.

"What if I don't go back? Do you want Ben Khan to lose all his cavalry again?"

Speaking of the lost Jingqi, Zhali Ke, the King of Shunyi who had just inherited the throne of Khan, could only look helpless while being angry.

After hearing the message from Qataiji that the Ming army was invading Tuotuo City, he originally wanted to use this opportunity to enhance his prestige so that he could defeat Sanniang Zi's Lalik. However, he never expected that he would lead 30,000 cavalry and Tuotuo.

If they take off their bases and attack the Habayashi Guards from both front and back, they will be defeated so miserably.

Thirty thousand cavalrymen only had less than half a day to follow him back, but less than half were left.

And more importantly, with the death of Chatage Totot, his biggest supporter, the strength of his new king in the Altan tribe was already in danger.

'Oh, if I had known this, it would be better to listen to the third lady and give up Tuotuo City completely. Otherwise, why would I end up in the current situation where my strength is greatly reduced!'

Thinking of the Sanniang's strong dissuasion when he decided to attack the Yulin Guards with Qataiji, he felt regretful and anxious at the moment.

It's a pity that there is no regret medicine in this world, but those of my subordinates who were eliminated by the Yulin Guards will never come back.

"Great Khan, if we go back like this now, if it's Zhongjin Hatun..."

Just when Zalik was regretting this attack on the Yulin Guards, another low-pitched reminder from his confidant Shi Er came to his ears.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could Mrs. Zhongshun be such a person who takes advantage of others' danger!"

Faced with Shi Er's reminder, at this time, Zalik seemed to have forgotten that his original purpose of this trip was to establish prestige and thus suppress the Third Lady. Instead, he loudly scolded his confidant in the future.

There is no way, now that his strength is greatly reduced, the only way he can continue to keep this sweat position is to hug the third lady's thigh tightly!

…

"Madam, I regret that I didn't listen to madam. I lost my troops and generals on this trip, and also angered the champion..."

After returning to Da Ban Sheng City with his defeated troops, Zha Li Ke changed his past indifference and lowered his attitude. He came to Sanniangzi's tent with a regretful look on his face to admit his mistake, and he even used the Ming Dynasty name for San Niangzi.

The lady's title.

Unlike Wang Bing who thought that Zalik lived in Guihua City, after inheriting the throne of Khan, Zalik not only gave up the previously inherited Dacheng Biji to Futayari, but also gave up Guihua City as well.

He gave it to him, and he and his wife Sanniang lived in Dabansheng City.

"Haha, didn't the Great Khan say that Tuotuo's internal and external coordination is foolproof? What, could it be that Tuotuo is afraid of the battle?"

Faced with Zalik's low profile, this third lady, who had great influence in the Altan tribe and even the Ming Dynasty, could not help but mock Zalik with a playful face at this moment.

"Now that things have come to this, for the sake of the Altan tribe, I still ask Madam...please come forward to mediate! As long as Madam is willing to agree to mediate, all government affairs in the clan from now on will be under Madam's control!"

Seeing the cold attitude of the Third Lady, in order to quell the catastrophe he had caused, Zalik also risked his life at this time and directly handed over all the political power of the entire Altan Department to Mrs. Zhongshun, who had been deleted three times in the Ming Dynasty.

"Khan, I told you not to provoke the Ming army, but you didn't listen. Forget it if it's someone else, you actually want to use the Yulin Guards to establish your authority. You don't even think about the title of the champion.

Come here? Since ancient times, who among the Han people can be crowned as a champion without real ability? Now that it’s better, you have to lose an army and lose a general before you regret it?”

Seeing that Zalik had even handed over tribal government affairs in order for her to mediate, Mrs. Zhongshun softened her expression slightly.

"Madam taught you the right lesson. I will definitely live in harmony with the Ming Dynasty in the future. Madam, please help me get through this for the sake of Changshengtian and the previous Khan!"

Seeing that the third lady was relieved, Lalik quickly struck while the iron was hot and once again begged the third lady to mediate.

"Oh, this is difficult to handle. I don't know what kind of person this Ming Dynasty's champion is. Whether he can succeed or not, I can only give it a try!"

…

"Third brother, do you really want to give up all these skulls? This is all brothers' money!"

After the war, when Li Chengming saw that Wang Bing really had no intention of beheading these Tatars in retribution, Li Chengming, who had been called the "big housekeeper" before, could not help but feel bursts of physical pain at this moment.

"Don't worry, as long as you report the figures you calculated, His Majesty will definitely reward you with the exact amount of silver!"

Seeing the pain on Li Chengming's face, Wang Bing seemed to feel that the wounds on his body were no longer so painful.

"Third brother, this is not just about the reward of silver! Don't you feel that if you don't bring these Tatar heads back, you feel less intimidating?"

"Don't worry, it's indispensable, how can it be missing, hahahaha!"
Chapter completed!