(a)

At this moment, there are 3 hours and 30 minutes left before your death.

In summer, the grasslands are vast in the rain and fog.

Halfway up the hillside on the right side of the Xiyuan Gorge, the vanguard of Ulinden Mukhan's horse team passed through the narrow passage, revealing a hillside in front of them in the midst of the wind and clouds, and beyond that was a flat river leading to the Keshen Meadow.

Although it was still densely wooded, the roads were difficult to find, and it was still difficult for the large army to carry out operations, after all, it had left the area swept by the flash floods, and there were far fewer gravels, fallen logs, and mud. A few more hours forward, leaving the canyon area and returning to the grassland flats, the speed and power of the horse team can be revealed.

The Begi strikers let out a cheer of celebration, and the pent-up fighting spirit was revived.

The forward general, with the message that the road ahead was going well, eagerly quickened his advance, hoping to lead his troops out of the frustrating and tired canyon as soon as possible, await the arrival of the Khan at the edge of the steppe, and then make a beeline for your camp.

While the front team accelerated to descend the mountain, the Chinese army and the rear team of Ulinden Mukhan were still stuck in the obstacles of the crowded path, because many sections required careful dismounting, and only one person could pass at a time, so the march was slow.

The distance between the front team and the middle army and the rear team gradually widened.

(b)

When the news came that the front team had successfully rounded the other side of the canyon, Ulindenmu Khan couldn't help but feel refreshed.

While thanking the god of the steppe for his protection and guidance, he imagined in his heart that the Beji Horse Troop would suddenly rush into your camp, surround your tent, and meet you again in that situation.

That's when he found himself thinking about something strange.

He's starting to think about your father. In his mind, your father is my father. The brave and fearless Han army general who slashed to death on the threshing floor of Cuijiaji back then.

He found himself thinking about what it would be like for your father to have a son like you.

He was surprised to find that he was envious of your father.

He found himself thinking, if such a son is my son, the son who can inherit the throne of the Khan. How nice that would be!

He thought about it for a while, and the sadness that the hero was twilight and had no successor arose. Then the shadows of his dead sons Bemu and Undam, his dead grandson Gumuma and others appeared in front of him, and the mountain of corpses he saw when he returned to the Great Tent of the Khan King appeared.

He immediately felt a sense of guilt.

He said to himself, "I am really old, this man is the mortal enemy of my people!" How can I appreciate him! ”

In order to get rid of this shame of himself, he couldn't help but speed up the pace of progress on horseback.

The soldiers in front of him made way for him.

He gradually came to the front of the Chinese army.

He asked a general who was leading a team in front of the Chinese army if he had found anything unusual.

The general who led the team replied that it had been a while since the front team passed. The front has been calm and normal, and it should be safe.

Ulinden Muhan, who had extremely rich combat experience, looked forward in the direction of the passage for a while, and felt that the distance between the front team and the Chinese army was a little farther.

He looked up at the terrain around him. After reading it, he felt a little uneasy. Therefore, he ordered to notify the front team immediately, slow down, pay attention to keep a safe distance from the Chinese army and the rear team, and cooperate with each other.

(c)

Now. There are still 3 hours until your death.

Ulindenmu Khan finally left the suffocating narrow passage, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

The wind is blowing. Soaked and soaked, he shivered, and his horse was unstable. At that time, the heavy rain reminded him of the "rain of axles" described in an old ballad. The raindrops of beans hit his face intensively, making it difficult for him to open his eyes.

The rain poured down his beard and armor through his neck, and he felt a chill all over his body.

He twisted his face. Trying to avoid the oncoming rainstorm, he carefully steered his war horse and looked for a way forward among the trees.

After walking about 100 steps, he suddenly heard a strange sound. There was a sound he hadn't heard when he left the passageway.

At first, he thought it was his hallucination in the sound of wind and rain. But a sense of foreboding flashed through his mind. This premonition was familiar to him, and he immediately remembered the time of the Nikon ambush. The feeling he had ever had.

He listened attentively, and just as he recognized it as the sound of rushing water from a flash flood, your assault began.

(iv)

When Wu Shun confirmed that he saw Ulin Dengmu Khan himself appear at the entrance of the passage, he turned around and said to you softly, "Young master, they are here." He's just below us. ”

You opened your eyes. You draw your saber. You stand up. You say, "Action!" ”

Wu Shun waved the flag and made a "put!" gestures.

With this gesture, a rapid turbulence began to pour down the higher hillside, and under the continuous addition of heavy rain, it converged into a sudden flash flood.

It turned out that after the Han army arrived at the ambush site, at a high position at the exit of the channel, along the passage of a natural stream, a barrier was used to artificially build a device to hold back water, and the amount of water accumulated by this device for more than 10 hours has overflowed like a small reservoir.

With Wu Shun's order, the Han army stripped the water barrier on the stream, and the turbulent flow rushed out of this gap, roaring all the way, rushing down the mountain.

(5)

When Ulinden Muhan heard this voice, he immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

Before he could shout the words "beware of the torrent", he watched the torrent surging down not far in front of him, rushing in the direction of his front team from behind.

Although he couldn't see the position of the front team in the torrential rain, he could fully imagine what would happen next: the front team that slowed down and gathered on the hillside to wait would definitely wash the flash flood to pieces.

But even if you want to inform the front team at this moment, it is obviously too late.

He could only pray in his heart that the front team could minimize the losses, and was glad that the front team only had about 2,000 horses, and even if they were all reimbursed, the remaining men and horses would still be enough for this sneak attack.

(f)

Just as he was happy and sad, a panicked voice rang in his ears.

A general, who was walking in front, suddenly returned to his horse and galloped in his direction in a panic.

As he ran, he pointed in a certain direction on the mountain and shouted: "King Khan! Gino! Gino! ”

Ulinden Muhan shivered from head to toe. Every hair on his body stood on end. Instinctively, he stopped his horse and reached out to draw his golden sword.

He asked, "What happened?!" ”

The general's face was unrecognizable under the heavily guarded armor, but his voice was palpably frightened.

He said, "They! On the hillside ahead! Behind the Flood! It's coming towards us! ”

Ulindenmu Khan asked: "How many are there?" ”

The general said: "The rain is too heavy to see clearly, maybe in the hundreds." ”

Ulin Dengmu Khan was suddenly furious, and he shouted loudly: "What is there to fear about hundreds of Han troops! ”

The general stammered, and he said, "Khan, King Khan, yes, it's Gino!" Not a few hundred Han troops! Yes, hundreds of Gino! ”

He said: "It is hundreds of Gino driving the flood and rushing towards us!" (To be continued.) )