Thundered~~

Kill~ Kill!

The lonely fight of the clansmen in the valley, the hearts of thousands of households and leaders such as Tru are indescribably complicated!

For a moment, they wanted to die together.

"Hey! The pride of Tumut must be filled with blood! At this moment, Tru has no joy anymore!

Seeing that there were not many enemies, Lin Jiading was also depressed: "Good guy, don't you look down on this military seat!" ”

It seems that at this moment the Mongol warriors have forgotten their fears, and the dignity of the tribe needs to be exchanged for iron and blood, which is the last stubbornness of the Tumut tribe.

"Kill~kill~kill them."

Courage shook the valley, and the sound hit the minds of the Han army one after another.

Boom~~ The cavalry rolled, and the ground shook the mountains.

The bravery of the Mongols could only frighten the Ming army, which had no intention of giving life to the big man ruling the exploiters, but it could not frighten the warriors of the Yanhuang Empire.

"Fire, fire." didn't wait, at four hundred meters, the running commander immediately shouted.

As soon as the order arrived, the muzzle of the cannon immediately erupted into countless streams of fire, and hot and bright iron shards filled the valley.

Sneer~ It's not laughter, but blood holes.

Sigh~sigh~~ The horse's eyes glared, and his steps began to be numb.

Boom boom~~ One by one, the war horses fell quietly, and even the warriors on the horses were silent.

The result was known, but the Mongol warriors could not help but be angry and angry.

"Kill~kill~kill~"

Boom~~ Even the war horse was infected and desperately rushed forward.

The murderous spirit is like fire, and time flies in an instant.

"First column shooting."

Bang Bang Bang ~ More than 5,000 iron beads shot towards the warriors more than 100 meters away.

Most of the precise iron balls hit the target, either in the chest or in the neck of the horse. But the clever cavalry hid behind the horse's head, but they overestimated the horse's ability to resist attack.

An iron bead can blow up large tissues such as trachea and blood vessels, and it is difficult for the war horse to even shout goodbye, and it is difficult for the knight to live if the horse falls.

"Kill~Kill~" Brave heart, already desperate, just wants to kill.

Bang Bang~~

Bang Bang~~

There was only the sound of fire in heaven and earth, and the faint wail was quickly carried away by the iron beads.

Bang bang bang ~ In the end, the sound of fire guns also stopped, and the world was peaceful and quiet, only the dust in the air still did not want to fall for a long time.

The ground is full of blood-red pieces, like the sea of flowers she likes. Heshuo smiled, then picked up the delicate little dagger she had given.

Heshuo Altan Khan died, and then his own soldiers also killed themselves. They were not afraid of being killed by the Han army, but they also did not want to die covered in blood.

It was quiet, except for the wounded soldiers who were lucky or hapless, wailing.

"Go up and give them a good time!" No one surrendered, which also made Lin Jiading have to admire. In terms of the courage rate of the whole people, the nomads really come first.

Heshuo Altan Khan is dead, and so are the last warriors of Tumut! None of the Mongol commanders can be happy! If they hadn't endured it, they would have wailed and wept.

Spray ~ Bang Bang Bang ~ ~ Tru's mind was full of images of firearms spraying, but the ruthless and cold fire took away the hot-blooded and brave man.

These ruthless firearms have shattered the myth of the invincibility of cavalry for thousands of years, and it will be difficult for the nomads to resist the Han people in the future! Even if they have firearms, they can't compete in terms of numbers, resources, and technology.

I thought it was just a temporary submission, and after the decline of the Han people in a few decades or centuries, they Mongols would also rise again! But the ruthless light of the firearm made him lose sight of the hope of rising.

"The world will be divided for a long time, and it will be divided for a long time! Tru: Maybe it's time for the Mongols to return to the Yanhuang Communists! Zuo Qianhu also had to be willing, the strong man in this world is king, everything is for survival.

Tru nodded lightly: "In the future, there will only be the Yanhuang Empire, and there will be no Mongolian imperial industry!" ”

After seeing off the wounded, the Han army also withdrew from the valley, and then 20,000 Mongols entered the valley in grief.

The man didn't flick his tears when he had tears, but the warriors still couldn't help the tears in the corners of their eyes.

On the top of the mountain, far away to the Quartet, Lin Jiading couldn't help but sigh! "Huh! How many past dynasties and hegemony are being talked about! ”

"Huh! Military seat, good literary style! But it's familiar! ”

The words of the guards made Lin Jiading couldn't help but shake his head: "Young man, read more books, and take a look at the collection of emperor's quotations!" Imperial soldiers: Fifty-five generals retreated to the second line of command, no more than forty-five, and no more than thirty-five. It is impossible for a soldier to fight and kill all his life! ”

Ordinary soldiers will quit the field army and the city guard army at the age of thirty-five, and a large number of soldiers will also be discharged from the Han army a few years later.

The guard shook his head bitterly: "It's a military seat!" But the Emperor's quotations are not something I can afford. ”

The Emperor's quotations are a record book written by Wu Jiu and other commanders based on their memories. From the emperor's single-handedness in Liaodong to the establishment of the Yanhuang Empire. Books are all intensive collections, all of which can be preserved for thousands of years, and not only ordinary people cannot buy them.

Thinking of the glory of the emperor in the past few years, Lin Jiading couldn't help but feel ashamed! Back then, they dared to stop the emperor in Shaoguan, but fortunately, the emperor was benevolent, otherwise more than 100,000 of them would have become dry bones.

After the war, Tru and other eight major departments all swore allegiance to the empire, and after that, Tumut had eight parts, and there was no Altan Khan and no more ten thousand household chiefs. The herders who migrated also began to return to various places.

At this point, the Tumut Department, which was powerful in the world back then, also came to an end.

Tumut was destroyed, and the empire was not surprised. However, it was as if there had been an earthquake in the plateau and Yarkand.

In the face of the powerful Tumut tribe back then, even the god king had to submit to Tumut Altan Khan at that time! But now, the strong enemy has disappeared in a blink of an eye!

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For the first time, the elders invited their god king, and you must know that in the face of the newly reincarnated young god king, they only respect and do not get close. The god-king is just a faith, and the military and political power is still controlled by the great clans.

Although the young god king is young, the light of the Buddha God is impressive. Whether there is a reincarnation or not, the history of 2,000 years is not clear, but those who meet the God King will gradually be convinced.

"See the God-King." The elders gave enough face.

The Young God King smiled indifferently like a spring breeze: "The elders have worked hard and have made great achievements, so there is no need to be polite." ”

Like old friends for many years, the elders seemed to see the shadow of the old god king.

"Thank you, God-King." Great Elder Ahmu, after knowing this time, he no longer dared to despise the God King.

Fortunately, the god-king only cares about the gods and Buddhas and will not interfere with the rule of the noble slave owners.

After everyone sat down, the second elder said, "God King, Tumut and Shuo Altan Khan have died in battle!" Tumut is divided into eight divisions, all of which are attached to the Xining Han army! ”

And so it was! The God King nodded faintly!

"Elders, the heavens are incomprehensible, and the theory of the Yanhuang Empire is also true! All the departments in the eastern world, this Yan Huang, will be together for a long time, maybe the next reincarnation has come! ”

Seeing that everyone frowned, the God King said again: "Elders, if the war in the Mongolian steppe in Liaodong does not change next year, then go with the sky!" The sacred mountain is the day of the world, but not the day of the herdsmen. ”

"Do as God wills!" Speaking of next year's battle, Great Elder Amu immediately woke up.

If even the Liaodong Manchus and the Mongols were defeated, then they would be self-defeating if they did not submit. Although the mountains are high, they still can't stop the determination of the Han army.

Knowing that the empire would not cancel the status of the god king, the young god king already had a good impression of the empire. Disturbed by dust, the god-king only wants to save the last piece for the world: the pure land of the heart. He doesn't care who rules the plateau, as long as it's not a Western barbarian Kunlun slave.

The news spread back to Lanzhou, and everyone in Xiliang was glad about their choice. Not to mention the Han army's occupation of Turpan, now even the Plateau State and the Tumut Department have been defeated in the hands of 120,000 Han troops. Even the plateau people admit it, and the Xiliang departments no longer have any extra thoughts.