In March of the fourth year of Tianshun, the Western Regions, Zhen Lingdan looked at the 600,000 army in front of him and was full of pride, the main force of this army in front of him was composed of the Fan people of the Western Regions, their skin and hair color, language and physique were different from the Han people, but they were also willing to submit to the command of Zhen Lingdan, for no other reason, that is, because Zhen Lingdan was still incarnated as the god of war in the Western Regions, invincible, out of the worship of Zhen Lingdan's personality, they were willing to follow the god-like old heroes, and regarded this experience as the most valuable wealth, The Western Regions in these years belong to Zhen Lingdan, because here is the veteran's heyday.

Boyan Bell has been chased and has no way out, and the 300,000 Western Regions army he carefully assembled has only more than 20,000 people left today, of which there are still seven or eight thousand who are overwhelmed, on the other hand, Zhen Lingdan's people are fighting more and more, and now there are more than 600,000 people, these people are very strong in combat and enthusiastic, and their morale is high, and they have such a strong capital to stand out from the crowd.

Boyan Bell was in great pain, defeated and fell second, mainly because he was defeated and aggrieved after repeated battles, and he was about to kill himself when he drew his sword while speaking, but he was stopped by the loyal guards on both sides, and admonished: "The Great Khan, and the only ones who died on the battlefield in the Li Men did not commit suicide, and they belonged to the next life and asked the Great Khan to punish them if they were in a hurry." ”

Boyan Bell listened to the reason, then let go of the idea of suicide, and asked the kings of the Western Regions to come to discuss, those kings of the Western Regions had already complained, originally to follow Boyan Bell to pick up the cheap, but did not expect to pick up the cheap, but instead put their troops together, a few unlucky even the land was captured by the Ming army, heard that Boyan Bell called them to come to discuss, each reluctantly came to the meeting with the guards, and several lords also secretly discussed for a while to make a joint attack, took the head of Boyan Bell and dedicated it to the Ming army in exchange for the forgiveness of the Ming Dynasty.

It's a pity that Boyan Bell's heart is even more ruthless, as soon as the lords of the country enter the big tent, Boyan Bell high-fives and celebrates, and then the sword and axe men who are ambushed on both sides rushed out, the saber waved and the heads rolled, and in an instant the overlords of these countries fell in a pool of blood, and Boyan Bell smiled: "I'm sorry everyone, I will remember you in the future." ”

Boyan Bel sent his personal guards to quickly attack and kill the personal guards of the lords of the Western Regions, all the guards of the lords of the country are die-hard people, it is difficult to surrender, even if they temporarily surrender and stay by their side, there are quite hidden dangers, so that once they run out, it will be more troublesome, kill it, fight the snake and not die but suffer from it, and now at the critical juncture, we must immediately cut down the grass and eradicate the roots,

The purpose of killing these former allies was twofold, one was to save their lives and not be killed by others, and the second reason was to quickly devour the few soldiers in their hands, so as to use them as a force to make a comeback.

Boyan Bell is not stupid, he didn't want to swallow these Western Regions vassal states, Zhen Lingdan came as soon as he spoke, where is the time to do a series of complicated things to occupy and pacify, now it is to plunder the people and collect hard labor to flee westward, according to the legend of Boyan Bell's ancestors, the desert is a beautiful ownerless world, and Boyan Bell expects that the Ming army will not dare to cross the desert, and will stop at the edge of the yellow sand,

The power of nature is the only weapon that can stop the pace of Zhen Lingdan's army, the Han people let you see what is the power of the Mongols, under the blessing of Allah, under the protection of the Qur'an, we will definitely pass through the desert, Boyan Bel thought angrily, fleeing for his life is so righteous Ling Ran,

Zhen Lingdan continues to move westward, although those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away, this sentence is what Zhen Lingdan is doing now, Boyan Bill has repeatedly provoked the great tomorrow, even if he escapes to the ends of the earth, he will be caught, but Zhen Lingdan is not in a hurry, there are too many people on his side, and he must be prepared with abundant supplies, not to mention that Boyan Bill burned, killed, humiliated and plundered all the way, Zhen Lingdan appeased the people all the way to help these people in the Western Regions build their homes and calm the unstable situation in their country.

Zhen Lingdan's reputation has become even greater, the generals have set an example for the soldiers to be strict with discipline, each incarnation has become the messenger of justice, the praise of the people and the welcome of the people, no matter which nationality the soldiers are, they feel the benefits of being a soldier for the first time, and they are no longer scolded as soldiers and bandits, Qiu Ba, and there are no rumors that good men are not good soldiers and are not good at nails, the righteous army is the symbol of this army, and it is also their spirit.

In this case, the people tried their best to cooperate with Zhen Lingdan to convene materials to buy livestock, Zhen Lingdan bought something absolutely to give money, not to rob, not to steal, not to make empty promises or to play white slips, this is the people have never seen such an army, after everything is ready, it is already a month later, but Zhen Lingdan firmly believes in a word, sharpen the knife and do not cut wood,

Expedition,

As a pioneer officer, Chao Xing organized the strong men in the heavens, earth and people into the front team, and led 60,000 strong men to pull out the battle first, and the veteran was still so majestic, waving his big sword and riding forward, reviewing the soldiers who were about to embark on the journey through the desert.

"I don't say anything, I don't have anything to say, Boyan Bell, the turtle son, has ruined enough people, this is not only our Ming people, do you hate him." Zhen Lingdan asked,

"Hate." Sixty thousand warriors roared in unison, in fact, not everyone hated Boyan Bell just because of the atmosphere,

Chao Xing looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, waved his sword twice, pointed directly at the west, and shouted: "Whoever beats his turtle son, the whole army will listen to the order and set out for the battle." "Chao Xing took people away, into the vast sea of sand, Zhen Lingdan stayed in place to continue to recruit the army, the people bravely signed up, a total of one million people, Zhen Lingdan immediately pressed the army westward, since ancient times, the Eastern Expeditionary Army has exceeded one million times, all of which are foreign invasions of the Central Plains, but the Western Expedition of a million troops is the first time in the world,

Boyan Bell's nightmare did not end with the desert blocking, he realized the determination and perseverance of the Han people, he forgot that in fact, the Han people are also a fierce people, their current elegance and relative cowardice, but the comfort after conquering nature, when foreign invasion, or by the provocation and hatred accumulated to the extreme, the Han people are no longer sheep, they will turn into the same wolf people, do not bite the enemy to death and vow not to give up,

In late April of the fourth year of Tianshun, the Sentinel of Boyan Bell found the traces of the Ming army, less than 100 miles away from the tail team, the sun in the desert shone brightly, at noon it was like frying on an iron pot, sending out a rolling heat wave, even if it was so hot, but Boyan Bell's was still in a cold sweat, and he couldn't help but scold again and again: This group of grandsons is not finished, and they have to be killed.

Speed up, this is Boyan Bell's order, the soldiers complained, but they also knew in their hearts that there was no good fruit to be caught up by the Ming army, so they stepped up to form a non-stop marching strategy day and night, trying to distance themselves, will they succeed, just kidding,