A few days later, the army of Burhan had already arrived at the Yinshan Pass, which was only less than two hundred miles away from the Linhe King City, although it was only two hundred miles, but for tens of thousands of troops, I am afraid it would take another day to walk. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Bang bang! ......" A herald with a small flag behind his back began to run towards the rear team, while shouting loudly, "The Great Khan has an order!" …… The back team becomes the front team! …… The Great Khan has an order! …… The back team becomes the front team! ……”

"Stop!" A battalion captain frowned, and after seeing the appearance of the herald clearly, he was not worried that someone would dare to pretend to be a guard pro-army to convey the order of the Great Khan. As soon as he raised his hand, he ordered, "Stand by and wait for the guard!" ”

"Whew!" The Hechi Ti Department was so well-trained that it was forbidden to wait for the commander-in-chief to give the order, and the army was already stationed and began to rest in turns, even on the way to rest, and the necessary combat duties were not slackened at all, even if they had already reached their own land.

About an hour later, the rearguard of the Triumphant Brigade, a vast convoy of hundreds of four-wheeled carriages, had already caught up. It carries the ashes of the Zheng Zheng man who shed his blood for the Hechiti Department in this battle, as well as the disabled sergeant. Seeing these hundreds of carts, Burhan's eyes couldn't help but moisten.

"Take off your helmet!" At the command of the Great Khan Burhan, all the soldiers took off their helmets in unison and saluted the heroes.

The helmet is of great significance to the soldiers of the Hechi Ti Division, it not only represents the merits of a soldier on the battlefield, but also carries their fighting enthusiasm and stimulates their desire to fight. Only true warriors can wear helmets, and only those who have shown themselves on the battlefield are eligible for red helmets. However, the glory of all this is insignificant compared to those martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the country, and people do not need to show off at this moment, but respect ......

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On the galloping road leading to the Yin Mountain Pass in the Linhe King City, the right minister Aditya was leading hundreds of officials to wait anxiously for the figure of the Great Khan Burhan. At ten o'clock in the morning, the Malay newspaper reported that the army had arrived at Yinshan Pass. Therefore, Aditya led people to wait early, but now there is no sign of the army, and when he looks up, he sees that it is almost past noon.

"Right Minister-sama! Drink some water! "A young official handed tea to Aditya, how could Aditya be in the mood to drink water at this moment? He asked anxiously, "Send another horse to see where the Great Khan has gone?" ”

"Four waves have already been sent, and the recently returned Tanma reports that the Great Khan's army will arrive in two hours!"

"Two hours?" Calculate the time, there is still more than an hour before the sun goes down, and it can barely be regarded as an auspicious time!

Two hours later, the army finally arrived. Aditya immediately stepped forward and bowed, "Aditya, the minister, knock to the Great Khan, congratulations to the Great Khan on his victory!" ”

Burhan, who was riding on a horse, saw the sweat on Aditya's forehead and the sweat stains on his back, and guessed that he had been waiting for a long time, right? He didn't have time to exchange pleasantries with the minister. "Are you all ready? Let's go! ”

Aditya waved her hand, and the carefully prepared matters began to work. All the red and yellow banners in the army were replaced by a more serious black and gray tone.

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Today's Linhe King City is more lively than the New Year's Festival, and it is not too much to describe it as an empty alley. Men, women, and children, dressed in neat new clothes and carrying the rarities they could best handle, crowded the avenues. Tiptoeing, poking his head out, looking at the army waiting for triumph.

It's been almost a year, the father of the child; the woman's husband; the son of an elder; The sister's brother had been following the Great Khan Burhan on his expedition for almost a year. During this year, the Hechiti tribe annexed the powerful Tushetu Khan tribe, swept through the Nenzhen tribe, and overwhelmed the Khalkha tribes. In this victory, there are their relatives. And today, how many days and nights of tossing and turning in a year; How many times I have been anxious, and today I will turn into joy.

The people were anxiously waiting, and when the banner of the army had just emerged, they shouted excitedly:

"Look! It's coming, it's coming! The long-awaited time finally appeared, just as the people who greeted them were ready to beat the gongs and drums. The melodious Mongolian tune sounded with a solemnity, the drummer's raised hand was slowly lowered, and the Mongolian shaman danced a spiritualist dance towards the city gate, followed by hundreds of carts. Wherever they go, people invariably avoid it.

"This! …… This is? ...... "Although we already know that there are always people dead in war, people really don't want to see their relatives in it at this moment. Today is a disastrous start for the vast majority of people, and certainly only the beginning of sadness.

"Nope! …… O my son! …… Why are you so gone? …… Oh my God! How can I live? ......" A healthy woman suddenly threw herself into the carriage, holding an urn and sobbing, and the cry was sympathetic to the sound.

There was an emergency ahead, and Burhan was no longer allowed to do any more delays. He clapped his horse forward, only to see a woman holding the urn in her arms, already crying into tears, her body collapsed on the ground, probably too sad, and her dull eyes were not focused.

Seeing this, Burhan dismounted and helped the old man and said:

"Old Mom! Get up! I am deeply saddened by the death of your son. He was a hero, who gave his precious life for the stability and prosperity of our day, and he was a man worthy of respect. Rest assured, I hereby swear in the name of the Great Khan of the Hechiti tribe that I will give your son a dignified funeral, and at the same time give you the greatest compensation and help to your family. ”

"Stability and abundance?" Burhan's words did not serve to comfort him, but caused the old woman to take a nameless fire out on him.

"Stability and abundance? Why war? Why wasn't it you who died? Rather, my son? …… It's your Mongols' business to fight a war or something, why should I let my son fight for you? Die for you? What do you say? …… You give back my son! …… You give back my son! ”

The old woman began to scratch at Burhan frantically, and the Great Khan already had several scars on his face and hands, and blood slowly seeped out. Watching the bustle from the sidelines, Monlik felt a sense of pride in his heart. This is his carefully arranged show, and it seems to work as expected, but it is not enough, he needs to add more fire.

Monlik exclaimed, "Bold! Slut! How dare you curse the Great Khan! Someone will take it for me! ”

The guards next to him had already been shocked by this scene, although they had the intention to separate the old woman, but they couldn't bear it, and with the presence of the Great Khan, no one dared to do it. But now, not to mention the order of Ertai Jimonlik, that is, the old woman's actions just now have threatened the safety of the Great Khan, how can they stand idly by.

"Poof! Scold! ......" Burhan's guards drew their swords one after another, and protected them at Burhan's left and right, and if the old woman made any more rash moves, they had no choice but to correct her.

"Not good!" When the guards and soldiers drew their swords against the people, the uneasiness in Guo Wei's heart became a reality, and he said in his heart, "It's not good!" He immediately ordered, "Where is the Wolf Cavalry Commander?" Separate the crowds! ”

"Drink!" Under the order of General Guo Wei, the wolf cavalry superintendent quickly reassembled, they were the most defensive army, and soon separated the crowd that was about to get out of control from the Great Khan. The actions of the guards and pro-army just now have already angered the people, who has no parents, seeing such a sad old woman, her son is dead, how can he still treat her like that, how can he not arouse the disgust of the people? If the situation gets out of control at this time and someone wants to assassinate the Great Khan, Guo Wei can't imagine the consequences.

"What? Are you going to kill me? Okay! Come on! Kill me too! Anyway, my old man is dead, and now that my two sons are dead, what's the use of me living? Let's kill! The old woman Chesdi roared, tearing open the garment from her breast, so that the blade would pass through her chest, and she didn't care.

Burhan hugged the old man and did not teach her to move. "What are you all doing?" Don't put it down for me? The weapons in your hands are used to kill the enemy on the battlefield, but are they used against your own relatives? ”

Burhan's words made the guards bow their heads one by one, and soon their blades hung down, but they did not dare to relax for a moment.

Burhan said to the woman, "Old mother! I know you grieve for the death of your son, but you must know that without their efforts, we would not be in the safe life we have today. If you say...... I mean, if you don't dislike it, I, Burhan, would like to be your son and die for you, and my children will uphold my will. ”

As soon as Burhan finished speaking, the old woman's heart calmed down a little. "Really?" She is a wise woman, and her son's death is irreversible, but she still has a grandson, and if she can be favored by the Great Khan, it will be the best.

But she didn't forget her mission, she cried and said, "I don't need you to be my son, I just hope we don't fight anymore in the future, okay?" I still have a grandchild, can I let him grow up in peace? ”

The old woman's words were so powerful that the people knelt down and begged, "Great Khan!" Please, stop fighting! Please! ”

Burhan originally thought that it was just the appeal of those selfish, short-sighted, and life-hungry Han people, but he did not expect that a large number of Mongols would soon become involved. The Mongols of the Hechiti tribe had always been very supportive of Burhan and had no complaints, but now even they were against the war, were they really wrong?

Burhan knew that if he did not express his position at this moment, or if this attitude was not in line with the will of the people, then the matter would not be over. Burhan knelt down to the people, how could other generals and ministers dare to stand? Burhan swore to the heavens: "No more fighting!" Don't fight! I swear to the Immortal Heaven in the name of the Great Khan of the Hechi Ti Tribe, and from today onwards, I will fight and recuperate! ”

As soon as the words left Burhan's mouth, the crowd began to cheer. Now their lives are all better, they really hope to be able to live a good life, now the Hechi Ti Department is strong enough, and there is almost no force around them that dares to touch the tiger whiskers of the Hechi Ti Ministry, so why fight?

The celebration of the people was felt by all, but it was as if Burhan had been drained of his whole strength, and his will was terminated for the first time......