After leaving Bujak, Chechen returned to the mercenary regiment. He told Christina and others about his meeting with Muhammad gley in Bujak.


    Christina said after listening: "Muhammad gley is really an owl. It shows his courage that he can give you the position of bey as soon as he meets and let you go. However, you should also be wary of the former Khan. After all, these Tatar nobles are cunning and dishonest."


    Cherchen nodded.


    Then he told Christina some information about bayazid Khan he had learned from Mohamed gley. The contents of these information are corroborated by the resumes of the Crimean Khanate written by Christina in her letter, and the image of bayazid Khan is clearer.


    "In a word, bayazid Khan is a typical achiever. He doesn''t want to offend anyone. He just wants to maintain his wealth and status," Chechen concluded.


    "So, Chechen, are you going to Ackerman?" Christina asked.


    "Go, even if we can''t bring bayezidra to our side, we can go to Kafa from Ackerman, which is much closer than land," Chechen said.


    So, early the next morning, the mercenary regiment packed up and set off for akman. Within five miles, they met the tail of Tatar Raiders.


    The so-called Tatar Raiders are gangs active on the prairie. They rob passing caravans of various countries, even their own people. After entering the prairie, the mercenary regiment also met Tatar Raiders several times. Once, Chechen even witnessed a battle between Tatar Raiders and Crimean patrols.


    Ten Crimean patrols were surrounded by a group of Tatar raiders who were about thirty odd riders, wearing Tatar robes, holding inferior bows and arrows, waving long guns and sabers. Although these Crimean patrols were better equipped and equally skilled in riding and shooting, they were outnumbered and surrounded by Tatar Raiders. After a deadly battle, all the Crimean patrols died. Everything on them was looted and lay naked on the grassland.


    At that time, the Tatar Raiders also noticed the mercenary regiment watching the war, but perhaps they saw that the mercenary regiment was numerous and quickly disappeared at the end of the prairie after picking up the booty.


    Unexpectedly, this time, Tatar Raiders came up with the idea of the mercenary regiment. Obviously, because Chechen disguised the mercenary regiment as a caravan in order to cover up his identity, these Tatar Raiders mistook it for a big fat sheep.


    "Fatima, how many Tatar Raiders are there?" Chechen asked Fatima, who first found the trail.


    "Captain, there are about 1000 people. I think several big gangs here have united." Fatima analyzed.


    When he heard that there were only more than 1000 people, viscount Hesse couldn''t help sniffing. His men... No, the Hessian mercenaries under the commander, not to mention a thousand poorly equipped Tatar Raiders, it''s no problem to defeat two thousand.


    "So..." Cherchen was about to defeat these followers. Christina suddenly said to Cherchen, "Cherchen, leave the battle to me."


    "Oh, good."


    Cherchen understood that Christina wanted to establish her prestige in the mercenary regiment through this war. After all, except Fatima and a few others, others only regard him as the brother of head Chechen, a person who is superior by blood relationship.


    After Christina took over the command, she ordered the mercenary regiment to speed up and pretend to run away in panic, while yelishei led a team of Hessian cavalry to fight and withdraw, leading the Tatar Raiders to the battlefield Christina had set up for them.


    Christina went to the end of the mercenary regiment to press the battle. Taking this opportunity, viscount Hessen complained to Chechen: "Captain, your brother obviously hasn''t fought a war. He asked us to stay away from the beach. I don''t know what he thought. You should correct this mistake."


    Viscount Hesse had a point. As the mercenary regiment marched along the coastline towards Ackerman, this was the best battlefield to resist cavalry. Because it is not easy to find a large, dry and flat place on the coast. There are small patches of bushes everywhere in this area. The bushes are also covered with shallow ponding and wet mud. People will be very uncomfortable walking on it when leaving the avenue, and the war horses can''t run at high speed as usual.


    Although Chechen also agrees with Viscount Hesse, he believes more in Christina''s ability. Moreover, their own troops are far stronger than their opponents. Even if Christina makes a mistake, the mercenary regiment''s higher fault tolerance can turn defeat into victory in time.


    In the distance came the sound of gunfire. It was the cavalry led by yelisi who had exchanged fire with the enemy.


    The mercenary regiment accelerated and began to climb a hill.


    At this time, viscount Hesse complained again. He thought that being condescending on the hill was the most favorable terrain against the cavalry, but the leader''s brother gave up and chose to continue to escape under the hill.


    Christina finally arrived at the battlefield with the rear team. Under her command, the soldiers lined up under the hill - spearmen in front and muskets in the back.


    "Where are the Tatar Raiders?" Chechen asked Christina.


    "Less than three miles from here, they must have seen our move over the hill," said Christina Zhizhu, holding everything in her hands.


    "Chris, it''s up to you," Chechen said to Christina. This was also said to others, especially Viscount Hesse.


    Except Chechen and Fatima, everyone else returned to their respective teams. Some cautious people began to check the status of their subordinates again, while others just waited quietly.


    Waiting for others is a very boring thing, no matter who is waiting. Fortunately, the mercenary regiment doesn''t need to wait long.


    The sound of guns and horses'' hoofs was getting closer and closer. The Tatar Raiders had no fire guns. It could only be yelishei''s men and horses.


    "Come, come..." Che Chen closed his eyes and waited silently. It seems that after a century, there was a little commotion around me. Che Chen took out his pocket watch and took a look. It turned out that it had only been three minutes.


    Che Chen stood up and stretched his muscles and bones. When he looked up, he found that it was yelishei, and his cavalry were slowly going down the hill.


    "Captain, the Tatars stopped chasing after us!" yelishei shouted to Cherchen.