Already frozen, Dorgon was shocked to see the red figure, and there was only one person in the camp dressed like this, and that was his wife Dolan.

How could she be here in such a big snowstorm? Don't......

The moment Dolan saw Dolgon, a smile finally appeared on his face. Despite the veil, those blue eyes were already filled with joy.

Unable to speak in the snow, Dolan picked up his horse and came to Dorgon's side.

When Dorgon jumped off his horse and didn't ask why Dolan was here, a pair of small hands had already grabbed Dorgon's frozen palms.

Dolan didn't even think about instinctively sticking Dolgon's frozen hands from the neckline into his chest, and the delicate and soft warmth made Dolgon's frozen body melt at once.

When her cold hands touched Dolan's skin, Dorgon felt Dolan's tense muscles, but she still didn't mean to take out Dorgon's hands.

Dolan used her body to dissolve the ice from Dorgon's body, melting the man bit by bit.

She is just like her name, she can bring warmth.

Back in the city, Dolan sat on Dolgon's horse and said softly, "Grandma said that a man's hands are used to hold a bow and a knife, and there must be no damage.

Although women can't help men fight, they can at least warm men's hands! ”

After returning to camp that night, Dorgon returned to his tent early for the first time.

The next morning, the veil on Dolan's face was gone, revealing a face that somewhat resembled that of a Xiyi person.

The only thing that is different from the Xiyi people is that her hair is black.

The blizzard of early spring comes and goes as quickly as possible, and even the thick snow cannot suppress the grass that wants to sprout.

Before the grass arched out, the snow disappeared without a trace in the sunlight. This heavy snow is like a gift from heaven to the grassland, bringing more vitality to the grassland.

But in an open grassland, two groups of men and horses were facing each other.

On one side there were only more than 10,000 knights, while on the other side there were as many as 40,000 or 50,000 people.

In the middle of the confrontation between the two sides, more than a dozen horsemen were talking.

"Dolgon! You are so arrogant! Only brought more than 10,000 people to attack the Turghut tribe, are you here to send them to death? A man in leather armor laughed loudly.

Dolgon was not angry when he heard the other party's words, and looked at the other party with a smile and said, "It's hard to say whether you will die or not, but you will definitely die later, and the death will be very miserable!" ”

Hadanbatel laughed when he heard Dolgon's words: "Haha! Dolgon! Where do you get your confidence? The Turgots and Dulberts have five times as many warriors as you, what do you think you are?

You are just a lost dog that has no way to escape and is chased by the Han people, honestly offering cattle, sheep and women, and I Western Mongolia may reward you with a piece of grassland, otherwise the fertilizer you have turned into a grassland will be integrated with the grassland! ”

Dolgon was not afraid of the other party's threat, and said with a smile, "Alright! Then wait and see! See who will be the fertilizer for the steppe. ”

With that, Dorgon was about to return with a few of his guards, but just as he turned around, he heard the sound of the sword unsheathed from the opposite side.

Instead of being nervous and scared, Dorgon looked interested.

"Hadanbaatle! Do you want to do it now? In front of tens of thousands of your soldiers, you want to kill me now? ”

"Dolgon! You can't blame others for your own death, the number of people on our side is twice as large as yours, and those who know each other will immediately dismount and surrender, otherwise...... Hum......! Hadanbatel clenched his scimitar in his hand and pointed at Dolgon and yelled.

"Hey!" Dorgon sighed and said, "Hadanbaatle! If you look for death yourself, you can't blame others, do it! With that, Dorgon also drew the steel knife at his waist and rushed towards the opposite side.

Hadanbaatle was stunned for a moment, then smiled. Dolgon, who had a small number of people, dared to take the initiative to attack, and he really didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

"Agudam! We're going to make a meritorious service, just kill this kid...... Yes! Before he could finish speaking, Hadanbatel let out a scream.

A sharp steel knife stabbed under his side, and Hadanbatel never dreamed that the sneak attack would come to his side, and the knife almost pierced him.

He looked at Agudamu beside him in disbelief and said, "Why~why? You ......"

With no expression on his face, Agudamu said to the dying Hadan Battell: "My daughter Dolan is married to a man, and that man's name is Dorgon!" ”

"Ahh You~You betray~Taiji~ will not end well...... Yes! Before Hadanbatel could finish speaking, Agudamam pulled out the steel knife in his hand.

His men, together with Dolgon, quickly wiped out Hadanbaatre's guards, but the 20,000 cavalry of the Turghut tribe not far behind them were in disarray.

His own patriarch was killed in front of the battle, and it was not an enemy who attacked him, but an ally.

For a time, the Turghut wanted to distance themselves from the Dulbert Ministry, but more than 10,000 people from Dorgon surrounded them.

The situation took a turn for the worse, and the Turks went from winning to lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and this gap almost drove them crazy.

The battle broke out in an instant, and with the superiority in numbers and the gap in equipment, the Turks soon showed an invincible posture.

Of the more than 20,000 soldiers, only 3,000 of Hadanbaatle's diehards were killed, and the rest chose to surrender.

The Turghut tribe was divided between Dolgon and Agudamu, and their combined strength was no less than that of the Dzungar coalition.

The steppes of Western Mongolia have once again become unpeaceful, and fighting and fighting have become the themes of this steppe.

Every day, people die in battle, become part of the grassland, and nourish this fertile grassland.

……

The border wall of the Ming Dynasty is lined with forts, and the grassland outside the gate is a busy scene. In the past, whoever had a large number of tribes rode iron, and whose status on the grassland naturally increased.

But now it has become a different one, and the number of war horses and warriors is not a decisive force.

The number of sheep gradually replaced the original war horses, and the fire guns replaced the sabers in the hands of the original warriors.

The firebolt has become a new weapon for herders to protect their flocks, and compared with fighting hungry wolves with steel knives, firecrackers that can kill hungry wolves from a distance are more popular among herdsmen.

It is not new for herders to have firearms, which can not only kill hungry wolves, but also make a sound that can scare away wolves.

But there are always two sides to the story, and many of those who have firearms are restless. They wandered the steppes, often robbing passing traders and scattered herdsmen.

For the sake of these horse thieves, the Changxing army increased its control over the grassland, and scattered tens of thousands of cavalry into the grassland to fight the horse thieves.

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