Although Wang Zezhi's soldiers and horses killed and wounded more than 1,000 enemies through ambushes and powerful bows and arrows, the battle between the two sides was still deadlocked.

After the generals of the three forces saw that Wang Zeyi and his party were the leaders, they gathered their elite guards and attacked desperately.

However, Wang Zezhi's personal guards fought with their lives and protected him to the death.

It wasn't until Li Changhe and Zhang Sanfeng, who came from the flank, that the leaders of the three parties became afraid.

"Kill!"

Wang Zezhi saw that reinforcements were coming, and immediately ordered a strong attack.

At this moment, the guards around him immediately killed two people.

The guard who had made the palladium envoy so magical was also killed.

After Wang Zezhi, Li Changhe, and Zhang Sanfeng converged, the enemy surrounding them was immediately defeated.

The generals of the three forces, seeing that the situation was impossible, galloped wildly under the protection of the guards and fled westward.

Wang Zezhi breathed a sigh of relief, and he rode on his horse to take a cursory look at the battlefield.

Due to the superiority of his soldiers and horses, he gradually gained the upper hand.

It's just that the three generals of the enemy fled with more than thirty people.

There is no way to do this, and the battlefield is changing rapidly.

The enemy wants to run, and before his soldiers and horses are completely victorious, he still distracts himself to kill the enemy, so naturally he can't care so much.

"Their leader has run away, and he has killed them all, and not one of them has been left behind."

After Wang Zezhi saw that his soldiers and horses were also damaged, he immediately ordered loudly to annihilate these enemies.

The leader of the enemy ran away, and the morale of the enemy trapped in the battlefield was lost.

This group of enemies was hacked and killed one by one by Wang Zezhi's soldiers and died here.

In the end, only more than 100 people gathered together and resisted stubbornly.

To Wang Zezhi's surprise, this group of people had a lot of backbone and would rather die than surrender.

In this regard, Wang Zezhi stopped talking nonsense and ordered the soldiers to shoot the more than 100 people to death with bows and arrows.

After annihilating this enemy army, Wang Zezhi immediately reorganized his troops and horses and counted the casualties.

After the reorganization was completed, he left some soldiers and horses to treat the wounded and clean up the battlefield.

He himself pursued it with three thousand horsemen.

The first is to annihilate the last strength of Lin Dan Khan, and the second is to capture Lin Dan Khan alive.

He couldn't wait.

The generals of the three forces who supported Lin Dan Khan fled with their lives.

They never thought about when the Ming people, who had always been cowardly, became so powerful.

Could it be that the sun is coming out in the west?

They fled for more than ten miles, came to a small stream, rested for a while, and fed the horses with water.

At that moment, they felt the earth shake violently.

When the first Ming cavalry appeared in their eyes, more and more Ming troops appeared.

There was a sound of horses' hooves in the heavens and the earth, and three thousand elite horsemen pressed towards them with unrivaled momentum.

They brought up large clouds of smoke and dust, and the sergeants loomed in the smoke.

It's like a divine soldier from heaven who wants to kill them.

The generals who came to support from the three parties, seeing that this Ming people were so powerful, their faces changed drastically, and they ran away on horses without saying a word.

They spurred their horses in a panic, not even realizing that their leather whips were stained with blood.

They rode their horses and galloped for ten miles, and finally saw Lin Dan Khan and his party who had fled with food.

The three of them took the remaining remnants of the soldiers, and when they saw Lin Dan Khan's more than 1,000 people, their faces were overjoyed.

They naively thought that Lin Dan Khan would help them resist the Ming.

So, when they were far away from Lin Dan Khan, the three of them shouted loudly, hoping that Lin Dan Khan could help them.

Lin Dan Khan glanced back, and he was frightened.

Just recognized at a glance that the pursuing Ming army was Wang Zezhi's soldiers and horses.

"Throw all the food away, reduce the load, let's run."

Without saying a word, Lin Dan Khan ordered his subordinates to throw the grain on the camel on the horse and flee for their lives.

After running out of food and carrying weight, Lin Dan Khan's soldiers and horses rode into the dust, and disappeared without a trace.

The generals of the three forces gritted their teeth and cursed Lin Dan Khan shamelessly, and then, the three of them scattered and fled in three directions, southwest and north.

Wang Zezhi glanced at it, gave up the pursuit of the three of them, and instead ordered to bite Lin Dan Khan to death, and chased in the direction of Lin Dan Khan's escape.

Lin Dan Khan's soldiers and horses seemed to have wings, and they ran fast.

Until darkness fell, Wang Zezhi did not catch up.

"The whole army will rest and recuperate, and we will pursue it again tomorrow."

It was dark, it was inconvenient to walk, it was easy to suffer from ambushes, and the war horses were already exhausted and needed to rest after chasing all the way.

They came to a river, set up camp, buried pots and cooked food, and straightened out the soldiers and horses.

The sentinels were able to see at night, and went out to inquire about the situation.

After Wang Zezhi ate and drank enough, he took out a piece of fur, wrapped it around his body, and leaned against the bonfire, intending to rest.

"Report, capture one person."

As soon as Wang Zezhi lay down, a sentry escorted a Mongol who looked like a merchant came over.

"Honorable and powerful Han chief, allow me to introduce myself." After the businessman saw Wang Zezhi, he was neither humble nor arrogant, and said politely.

"Untie him."

The sentinel untied the rope from his body, and the man saluted Wang Zezhi and began to introduce himself.

"Ah, O Honorable and Powerful Han Chief, I am a merchant from the Turghut tribe, and our people do not want to endure the annexation and humiliation of the Dzungar tribe, and at the same time to avoid internal strife and conflict in the alliance of the four tribes.

Therefore, in the second year of Tiancong (1628), the great leader of our Turghut tribe and Orlek led his subordinate people to 50,000 accounts (about 200,000 people), and united a part of the herdsmen of the Heshute tribe and Dulbert, left the nomadic land where they originally lived, and migrated westward.

We braved the hardships of the long journey, crossed the Kazakh steppe and the Ural River, and reached the lower reaches of the Ezil River (Volga) in the coastal region of the Caspian Sea, where we carved out a new homeland and settled in an almost uninhabited place.

I am like a messenger who goes from side to side, doing a small business to support my people's hardship. ”

The Turghut tribe is part of the Mongolian ethnic group, and they have lived in the forests and steppes of northern and western China since ancient times.

It is a hard-working, brave tribe with a glorious history.

Originally, they were stationed in Juyanhai, which is not far from the Hetao, and the Ming Dynasty called it also Ji Nai.

I didn't expect them to have moved west.

As he said, after the leader of the Moxi Dzungar tribe obtained the status of the Great Khan of the Four-Tribes Alliance of Erut, he relied on his power to "hold his strength and insult the Oirat".

The Turkuts had to leave their homes and find another way out.

According to Wang Zezhi's knowledge, in the 36th year of Qianlong in the Qing Dynasty, in order to get rid of the oppression of Tsarist Russia, the leader of the Turghut tribe Wu Baxi (the great-grandson of Ayuqi Khan), led his troops to break through the heavy volleys of Tsarist Russia, and returned to the motherland victoriously after many hardships.

The return of the Turks has written a glorious chapter in the consolidation of China's unified multi-ethnic state.

This is indeed a hard-working, brave tribe with a glorious history.