The red sun slanted to the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun painted the grassland with a layer of gold. The Mlbs drove the cattle and sheep back to the fence and shouted and shouted. In the camp of Haidu Khan, smoke rose from the cooking. In the sky, several white eagles were circling and flying, looking down in the sky, in the distance, sixteen or seventeen cavalry columns appeared on the horizon one after another, and several cavalry forwards in the middle came into contact with the Murbers one after another, while several cavalry on both sides, after receiving the warning of friendly troops, accelerated their advance, as if a huge pocket was spreading forward, and the ground trembled slightly.

In the outer Murb camps, the old and weak shepherds did not have time to gather their herds, and some knelt outside the tent to show their submission, and in the fighting of the steppes, they generally did not kill these slaves. Some rode horses and fled desperately in all directions, while others hid in the tent in a hurry and waited for the arrangement of the immortal heaven. Most of these outlying tribes came from tribes that had been conquered by the Mlbzidi. Every time Haidu Khan conquered a tribe, he killed the nobles, dismantled the clan and tribal organization, and divided the people under the command of a thousand or a hundred households who were loyal to the tribe and could fight. And most of these centurions, thousands, and noble chiefs of the Mlb tribes, had either gone out on the march or were defending the Great Khan in the camp.

The sentry mounted by Haidu Khan had spotted the Xia cavalry as early as possible, and when the horn sounded, the large camp of the Murbo people seemed to have been stabbed into a honeycomb, and the cavalry hurriedly put on their rudimentary leather armor and pulled the neighing horses with all their might. But this time, the front of the Xia army was too wide to stop them from advancing towards the tribe, and to intercept the entire cavalry column, the meagre strength of the Murb was not enough.

"The people of Xia are here!" "Protect the Great Khan first!" Some people shouted loudly, and more of the people were running around helplessly, the Xia people were still far away, and many people had been knocked down and trampled by the galloping horses in the camp.

"How many people are coming?" Haidu Khan hurriedly put on an iron helmet, grabbed a commander who came to report the news, and asked with a grim face. He was eating dinner, his hands were greasy, with a fishy smell of mutton, but the fierce light in his eyes seemed to be about to eat people.

"I didn't see it." The man replied palely, "The sentinels who were a little closer to the front were all shot, and we fled back desperately when we heard the warning of the arrows." ”

"Isn't it the people of Xia Guo that you haven't seen clearly?" Haidu Khan had bruises on his forehead and roared angrily, pushing him to the ground. But when he thought about it, the clansmen who were scouting from all directions sent back warnings that there was no more powerful tribe except for the Xia army, and the Khitans were still busy fighting with their emperor. Those who dare to come to pick the tiger's whiskers can only be the Xia army. Without absolute certainty, Xia Guo would never send troops.

In just a few moments, countless thoughts flashed through Haidu Khan's mind, and he finally made up his mind and shouted loudly: "Get on the horse, get on the horse!" He raised his scimitar, and when the surrounding tribes heard this, they stepped on their horses, and when the Great Khan gave the order, they were going out to fight the enemy to the death.

However, while coiling his war horse, Haidu Khan ordered in a loud voice: "Migu, Kucha'er, you take two thousand-strong troops, all of whom follow Timur, protect the people and go south, to find Boshenghuo." The rest rushed north with me and led away the Xia people. The people he spoke of were the most closely attached to him, except for the blood of the Urbs, and most of the blood of the Commanders and Centurions. Khan concentrated them in a large camp, while many of the families of the other tribes were scattered in the outlying nomadic Urb camps.

"Yes, Great Khan!" Timur has been following Haidu Khan to conquer Mobei for more than ten years, and he did not hesitate to hear the order, and immediately rode his horse, but was caught by Haidu Khan and reined in the horse. Timur immediately reined in his horse, looked at Khan without blinking, and listened to his commands.

Demol Murb stared at this loyal subordinate and said in a deep voice, "Tell them to revive the tribe and avenge me!" After saying that, he let go of Timur's horse. Timur understood his determination to fight to the death, and his face was moved, and he replied again: "Yes, Great Khan!" He plucked his horse heavily, and took Migu and Kuchael with him to gather the most important people.

Deutel Murb looked around as about two thousand warriors gathered around him. Loyal commanders and centurions rode up to them, jumped off their horses a few paces away, grabbed the reins of their horses and looked at the Great Khan, and listened to his orders. After decades of crusades and killings, Haidu Khan thought that his greatest wealth was this large number of loyal subordinates.

"This is when most of our warriors are on the offensive and attacking us like rats," Haidu Khan raised his scimitar high and said loudly: "Go and gather the people who can afford bows, arrows, knives and guns, and we will fight to the death with the Xia people!" "Yes, Great Khan!" The commanders and centurions agreed one after another, drew their scimitars, rode their horses to all parts of the camp, and gathered their soldiers and horses to fight to the death with the Xia army.

After the commander had departed for a while, Takul Murb gently patted his horse on the neck and galloped along the camp with dozens of horsemen, brandishing his scimitar and shouting, "Follow me, warriors!" The soldiers behind him held high the golden-domed banner symbolizing the Great Khan, and four black horsetails fluttered in the wind. Haidu Khan was already in his fifties, but now he was as energetic as in the prime of life, at first only a few dozen horsemen followed him, and after running around the camp, there were already thousands of horsemen, and by the time they were over, the cavalry had merged into a torrent, and the total number of horsemen was as high as twenty thousand. Even the young man of Murb, who had not yet grown up, rode with a scimitar and a bow and arrows. Although the best way out is to follow the leader of the steppe tribes, and the loser is either killed or enslaved, there is no one like the Murbo tribe Haidu Khan, who has won the hearts of all the people.

Tour Murb led the cavalry out of the camp, and near the tribe was an open steppe, and Haidu Khan concentrated more than 10,000 horsemen on the highest hill, and the three generals led two or three thousand horsemen to occupy the nearby high hills. The four hills were so well separated that the cavalry of the Murb was not crowded together or cut off by the enemy, but it was a battlefield that he had foreseen. The Murb cavalry perched high on the hill can both condescend and support each other, Haidu Khan used this method of battle to defeat powerful tribes many times, several henchmen and generals are also very skillful, several cavalry gallop to attack, even if the enemy is twice as large as himself. After arranging the formation, Haidu Khan ordered all his people to dismount and rest, rest their strength, and prepare for a decisive battle.

As the sun sets, the bright sunset is as red as blood, and a long black line appears on the horizon in the distance, slowly approaching. Suddenly, there were several successive bangs, and the fireworks that marked the movement of the main force of the Murb people appeared particularly bright in the gradually gray sky. Haidu Khan narrowed his eyes, held his breath, and clenched his scimitar.

More than a month later, Zhao Xingde and others saw the military report at the post station in Gaochang. Taking advantage of the Khitan civil strife and no time to look westward, the Xia State sent troops to attack the Mobei Murbo Division. A total of 20,000 cavalry, 10,000 infantry, and 20,000 cavalry were requisitioned. In particular, it is worth mentioning that the marching division dispatched 10,000 cavalry troops from Guanzhong and 5,000 infantry troops to aid Anbei. The army drove a large herd of cattle and sheep, and along the way, there were also Yinhu pastures attached to the Xia Kingdom to buy livestock to be slaughtered for food. From Xiaoguan to Hengzhai Fort, where the Anbei Military Division was stationed, the journey was more than 4,000 miles, and it took less than two months.

The battle was commanded by Zhu Yanheng, the commander of the hussars, who captured more than 20,000 enemy troops, captured more than 100,000 troops, and countless cattle and horses. The largest tribe in Mobei, the Murbo people, did not exist, and the other tribes were shocked and moved eastward one after another, vying to be the first to break away from the attack range of the Xia cavalry, and the alliance of small sea southwest tribes collapsed.

"It seems that Zhu Yanheng's promotion to General Anbei is hopeful." Wang Tongdeng said with envy. Lu Qingzong was nearly fifty years old, and after the Battle of Rus, he was promoted to the founding marquis of the country, and he would soon retire. Because of the importance of this battle, Zhu Yanheng was also extremely cautious, and after learning of the alliance between Haidu Khan and Khitan Yelu Dashi, he waited until Haidu Khan's cavalry was weakened to the extreme, and then launched a thunderous blow. The hussars are the Praetorian Cavalry Army, and Zhu Yanheng served as the commander of the Hussars, which was originally superior to the generals of Anbei, and now he seized the opportunity to independently command several armies and win the victory by attacking the strong enemy. Zhu Yanheng's entry into the Anbei Military Division is already expected.

Du Fujiao sighed: "Haidu Khan is also a generation of heroes, and he died under the sword of the Yinhu cavalry. He paused and said with a smile, "I don't know what reward that shade has received, and this military report is not clear." ”

Zhao Xingde didn't feel funny, and shook his head slightly, the rise and fall of this unheard of northern desert tribe made people feel weird, and faintly felt that something was wrong. On this night, a grand celebration was held in Gaochang City as usual, and the sergeants of the Chengying Battalion were getting closer and closer to Dunhuang, and everyone's mood was getting better and better. Zhao Xingde couldn't help but be a little eager to see Li Ruoxue. was full of children's affection, and the doubts about the war in Mobei disappeared like a reflection of water.

Almost at the same time, Yelu Dashi intercepted the messenger from Mobei, and after he asked about the situation, he immediately ordered the messenger to be taken down, guarded first, and waited for his summons. In the Chinese military tent, Yelu Dashi closed his eyes slightly, calmed his chest, and his face was as usual. He first summoned his henchman Jerodeigo and instructed him, and then asked his own soldiers to bring in the leaders of the army of the Murb tribe, Urgon Murb and Tachi Murb.

In the month since he arrived in Youzhou, Yelu Dashi fulfilled his promise and gave 30,000 sets of blades and armor, but both Urgon and Tachi firmly remembered Haidu Khan's instructions and would never allow the tribesmen to come into contact with the Khitans without authorization. At this moment, the war is imminent, and it is the time to employ people, Urgon and Tachi heard the news, but they did not worry about Yelu Dashi's sudden killer, so the two of them brought hundreds of cavalry guards to Yelu Dashi's Chinese military tent.

When Jerodashi saw the two of them come in, he beckoned them to sit down, but he stood up with a sad expression and a long sigh, and did not speak for a long time.

Urgon and Tachi glanced at each other, their faces full of doubts and wariness, but they heard Yelu Dashi slowly whisper: "I just got the news, more than a month ago, the people of the Xia Kingdom attacked Haidu Khan's camp. Haidu Khan was outnumbered and killed in battle, and the Murbo tribes had become slaves of the Xia people. He looked as if it were all his fault.