"Bring the body of the Cossack Khan and the Cossack prisoners back to the Zungar Khan's tent!" Ji Feng ordered.

Although he knew that there were still 60,000 Tsarist Russian troops still in the Jungar steppe after the Cossack cavalry was settled, he was not in a hurry, and it was not too late to bring more than 20,000 Cossack prisoners back to the Jungar Khan's tent and settle them, and then turn to deal with the 60,000 Tsarist Russian army.

When Ji Feng and the other Ming troops pressed the Cossack captives back to the Zungar Khan's tent, the king of Zungar had already waited at the gate of the camp to greet him.

After some politeness, Ji Feng began to beckon the Ming army to escort the Cossack prisoners into the camp for care.

Seeing so many captives being escorted by the Ming army into the camp, and even when he saw the corpse of the Cossack Khan, King Zhunger's face became extremely complicated in an instant.

Cossacks and Dzungar are also nomadic steppe khanates, the territory and strength of both sides are not much different, although Dzungar has been suppressing the Cossacks, but it is not possible to deny that the Cossack cavalry is also as brave and good at fighting as the Dzungar cavalry, he fought with the Cossack Khan for 20 years, and now he Dzungar surrendered to the Ming, and the body of the Cossack Khan was also brought back by the Ming army, and the Cossacks were also half destroyed.

King Jungger really doesn't know what kind of feeling it is, there are less than 10,000 elite cavalry left in Jungar, the strong of the grassland are respected, he is not ashamed to be defeated in the hands of the Ming army, and he is still the Ming army he went to provoke first, he also knows very well that from this moment on, for the Ming Dynasty, he and Jungger are no longer able to resist, and they have no strength to resist, and complete submission is their only way out.

Thinking of this, King Jungar seemed to have aged ten years in an instant, and his body and spirit did not live up to the spirit of the original steppe overlord.

"Newspaper"

"The Tsarist army has marched to a distance of four hundred miles from the tent!" Half a day later, the scout came to report.

Jungar is very large, and the tent is more than 2,000 miles away from the territory of Tsarist Russia, and according to the daily march of Tsarist Russia of more than 100 miles, it should indeed be forced into such a distance in more than half a month.

"Hmph, the Cossack cavalry has been settled, it's time for those yellow-haired fans!" Ji Feng said with a smile.

The Russian Ji Feng had heard of it, and heard that they all had yellow hair, so Ji Feng simply called them Huangmao Fanzi.

"Did the Duke of Zhunger annihilate the Tsarist army with his commander?" Ji Feng asked the former King of Zhunger, but now he is the Duke of Zhunger.

Zhungeer Gong was stunned for a moment, and then nodded.

"Please wait a moment, Commander Ji, I'll go and gather the Jungger generals!" Zhungeer Gong said, in fact, Jungger Gong didn't want the already pitiful Jungger cavalry to go out again, but Ji Feng spoke, Jungger had just surrendered to the Ming Dynasty, and he couldn't do without a point, and he didn't dare to resist Ji Feng.

As he spoke, he was about to get up and walk out.

"Wait, Guogong doesn't have to go with the Jungar cavalry, as long as Guogong himself follows, the 60,000 Tsarist Russian army is not in the eyes of my nearly 40,000 Ming regular army." Ji Feng said with a smile.

The reason why he wanted to take the Duke of Zhunger to encircle and annihilate the Tsarist army was not to rely on the only remaining cavalry strength of the Zungar, and he did not look down on the less than 10,000 elite cavalry left in the Zungar, his purpose was just to let the Duke of Zhunger witness how the Ming Dynasty exterminated the Tsarist Russian army.

"In this way, thank you Commander Ji for your understanding." Duke Zhungar gratefully.

The Duke of Zhunger didn't know what Ji Feng meant, but as long as Ji Feng didn't use the remaining Jungar cavalry as cannon fodder, he deserved a word of thanks.

The "boom" army went on the expedition, this time against the 60,000 Tsarist Russian army, Ji Feng except for a part of the soldiers guarding the Cossack prisoners, only brought 32,000 Ming troops to the expedition, although the number was only a little more than half of the Tsarist Russian army, but in the face of the Tsarist Russian army, which was almost all foot soldiers, Ji Feng was 100% sure of victory.

At a distance of four hundred miles, the Ming army has war horses, and it doesn't take a day to feel it.

Originally, the Ming army could stay in the tent to rest and recuperate while patiently waiting for the arrival of the Tsarist army itself, but the news of the destruction of the Cossack cavalry had not yet spread, and Ji Feng was afraid that if the Tsarist army learned the news, it might turn around in fright, so in order not to let go of the Tsarist army, Ji Feng would rather these Ming soldiers work harder and leave all the Tsarist army in the Jungar steppe.

"Newspaper"

"There are still a hundred miles from the Tsarist army!" The scout came again.

At this moment, after running for more than half a hundred days in a row, it seems that there is still an hour before the sky is about to get dark, and it is obviously unrealistic to engage the Tsarist army today, and there is no need to take a place to rest the army for the night, and then start the battle to annihilate the Tsarist Russian army after completely recovering its spirits.

"Order, run forward another fifty miles and set up camp!" Ji Feng ordered.

The scouts of the Tsarist army are generally scattered for more than ten miles, and they camp at a distance of fifty miles from the Tsarist army to rest for the night, and they should not be discovered by the Tsarist army, and Ji Feng does not want to let the Tsarist army turn around and flee before surrounding the Tsarist army.

Although it is said that almost all of the Tsarist Russian army are foot soldiers, even if they are allowed to run now, they will not be able to run out of the vast Jungger Gobi steppe, but there is no need, Ji Feng does not want to be too arrogant.

After running for another fifty miles, the sky was gradually darkening, and Ji Feng ordered the army to camp and rest.

At the same time, the Tsarist army also began to camp and rest, and at this time the two armies were forty miles apart.

Tsarist Russian commander Petrotsov was indeed as Ji Feng thought, he didn't know that the Cossack Khan and other 120,000 Cossack cavalry had been wiped out in the Jungar steppe, and he was still holding back his anger for the Cossacks to break through to the Jungar Khan's tent early.

To say that the relationship between Tsarist Russia and the Cossacks is actually not very good.

Since the founding of Tsarist Russia, they have extraordinary ambitions for the territory, they are unscrupulous, desperately expanding their territory, like a mad dog to bite the surrounding forces weaker than him, destroy them to expand their territory, the Cossacks and Tsarist Russia have a border of 3,000 miles, Tsarist Russia more than once peeped into the territory of the Cossacks, and started a war with the Cossacks at every opportunity, this situation lasted for no less than forty years, and the hatred between the Cossacks and Tsarist Russia was not as shallow as and Jungar.

This time, Dzungar fell, and the Cossacks and Tsarist Russia tacitly agreed at the same time to send troops to divide Dzungar, how could Marshal Petrotsov hope that the Cossacks would destroy Dzungar first and occupy the most beautiful place in Dzungar.

"Damn, at this time Dzungar may have been wiped out by the Cossack gang of pigs, in any case, at least half of Dzungar belongs to His Majesty the Tsar!" Marshal Petrotsov gritted his teeth and said with a gloomy face.

Petrotsov didn't care who perished Zhunger, he just wanted territory, to expand a territory for the great Tsarist Empire.

"Hmph, if the Cossack pigs dare to ignore the current affairs, Marshal Ben doesn't mind going to war with them!" Marshal Petrotsov suddenly sneered.

This time, Tsarist Russia may not send as many troops as the Cossacks, and the Cossacks have an absolute advantage, but Petrotsov is confident that the Cossacks will fight all the way with Jungar all the way, and the loss will definitely not be even if the two sides start a war and scold him, he will be sure of victory!

Petrotsov had a certain tsarist blood, otherwise he would not have been a marshal.

Of course, although Petrotsov commanded a large number of Tsarist Russian armies, he was not a man of great talent, but like the Cossack Khan, he was inferior to the King of Dzungar in wisdom.

What Petrotsov did not know was that while he was calculating a battle with the Cossack cavalry, who might have destroyed Dzungar, the more dangerous Ming cavalry had quietly camped forty miles in front of him, preparing to tear him and the 60,000 Russian army to pieces tomorrow.