The sky was dark, and the weeds that were more than one person tall were the natural hiding places for the remnants of the Mongols, and they quietly waited for that wave of men and horses to approach, and everyone's hearts were in their throats, if this was a Ming army, they would be completely finished. Although some people clamored to fight the Ming army, they knew very well in their hearts that this was tantamount to a moth to a fire.

Fortunately, the unidentified cavalry walked away in a circle, and did not seem to notice them. It wasn't until another hour had passed, and it was completely dark, that Bekoel confirmed that the place was safe for the time being.

The remnants of the Mongol soldiers gathered together to discuss countermeasures, and some people went to the Tumut tribe and borrowed troops from them to recover their property and women. But this Tiyì was quickly overthrown, and as we all know, the Tumut tribe had been repeatedly defeated in several battles with the Ming army, and even the leader was captured alive, and the current Khan King was just a puppet at the mercy of others, how could he help them? Even if you are willing to help, can you beat the Ming army?

What's more, the Tumut tribe has been seeking to annex these small tribes, and they have a very bad reputation in the grasslands, if they catch up, who knows that they will not be robbed by these repeated villains?

"It's better to go to the Wuzhumuqin Department, so it's better to be one of the eight Han tribes with the Ao Han Department, and they are of the same origin!"

"Hmph, the Uzhumuqin tribe is of the same ancestry? If the Tumut tribe were the jackals of the steppe, they would be fierce tigers, and any of them would have left us with no bones left. My Urad Department has nothing to do with your Eight Han Divisions, and if Bei Ko'er insists on going to the Uzhumuqin Division, we can only part ways here. ”

Bei Ko'er was in turmoil, and when it came to the current chaotic situation, he had no idea at all. It's a pity that the old man Damu is not there, in the past, he gave himself ideas at critical moments, but now without him, it is like missing the backbone, but it is a pity that he is lame and can't go into battle with everyone, I'm afraid that he has become a prisoner of the Ming army at this time, and he can't save him.

"Don't talk about it, none of us will provoke it, stay and find another way! It's getting late, so they all hurry up and rest, recuperate, and the Ming army can't be finished here. ”

As long as they don't kill all their subordinates, they may always find an opportunity to snatch back the woman and the property, even if they can't get it all back, it's better to grab some of it back than to let others swallow it alive.

Half-asleep and half-awake, Bei Ko'er suddenly felt a cold face, reached out to touch it, it was wet, and then the crackling sound came into his ears, and his heart instantly burst into ecstasy.

It's raining!

"It's raining, it's raining!"

In the darkness, some people shouted excitedly, this is the first rain since the beginning of spring and summer in the grassland, with rain means that the river will be filled with water, Haizi will also avoid the fate of drying up, and more importantly, cattle, sheep and livestock will not starve to death if they have a water source. But this excitement lasted for a while and then suddenly sank again, the rain came too late, and at this moment they had nothing left, women, children, and livestock had become the trophies of the Ming army.

Heavy rain poured down, and as the temperature of the steppe plummeted at night, the heavy rain gradually drenched all the remnants of the Mongol army.

Beko'er was completely sleepy by the heavy rain, her clothes were soaked, and she waited for the sun to rise unbearablely, and she had been looking forward to the rain for a whole summer, and she appeared in this way that was close to torture.

After all, his eyelids were no match for the exhaustion and frustration all over his body, and just when he suddenly woke up from a drowsiness, he suddenly sensed a hint of danger. A thunderbolt of lightning struck, reflecting the rainy night like day in an instant, and Bekoer suddenly saw a person standing in front of him, and what surprised him even more was that this person turned out to be an old man with a lame leg.

Thinking that he was dreaming, he jumped to his feet, rubbed his eyes and rushed over like an old man, and when his hand touched the old man's soaked and tattered clothes, he confirmed that he was not dreaming.

He was a little excited, and it was hard to control himself.

"Old man Damu, you, how did you get here?"

The old man Damu said calmly: "I will remove the clouds and mist in front of me for the future eagle of the grassland, and there is hope for our Ao Han Department!" ”

Beko'er looked at the old man Damu in disbelief, thinking that he was talking nonsense, and thinking that he was comforting himself.

"Old man Damu don't want to scold me, it has reached the point of exhaustion, even Genghis Khan will be able to make a difference again!"

The thunder rolled, and another lightning bolt fell, and the old man's expression showed a little excitement in the suddenly shining rainy night.

"Genghis Khan, if he were here, would have listened to me!"

Beko'er finally realized that the old man Damu was not telling the truth, and he didn't have time to think about how he found himself and how he got out of the camp by the sea, and blurted out: "Is there any way to say it quickly, Beko'er will definitely listen to the advice of the old man Damu!" ”

The heavy rain was still pouring down, and he couldn't see his five fingers, and the old man Damu didn't make a sound for a long time, but he shouted to Bei Ko'er through the heavy rain: "You may not listen, and you may not adopt!" ”

"How is that possible? You haven't said it yet, don't you know that Don't Kuo'er listen......"

Beiko'er shouted halfway, his voice stopped abruptly, he paused for a moment and asked in an extremely disappointed tone: "Old man Damu asked Beiko'er to surrender to the Ming Dynasty?" ”

The lightning flashed frequently, and the old man Damu nodded, and shook his head again, this kind of ambiguous statement can make Bei Kuo'er anxious.

"What is it that you don't say, how do you know that I won't listen and adopt?"

Although the rainy night was as dark as ink, the old man Damu still stared at the restless face of Biko'er in the dark.

"Cooperate with the Ming Dynasty and use their power to strengthen yourself!"

"To put it mildly, it is better to surrender and cooperate with the Ming Dynasty...... They can't even beat the savages in the woods......"

The Ming Dynasty and the Manchu Qing Dynasty were repeatedly defeated, and it is said that there was great chaos inside, where did they still have the ability to exert influence north of the border wall.

Unbeknownst to the old man Damu, he sighed heavily, "Don't be a child, you don't have a choice, and Ao Hanbu doesn't have a choice!" ”

Bei Kuo'er laughed suddenly, "How can I not choose, is there no place in the vast grassland that can accommodate the fallen wolves and eagles?" ”

Another flash of lightning flashed, and Beko'er actually saw a bitter smile on the face of the old man Damu.

It was only then that he was suddenly aware, and immediately realized where that instinctive hint of danger had come from. Through the pouring rain, Bekoel seemed to hear the sound of the army snorting.

The ominous premonition suddenly turned into reality, and Bekoer understood that they were surrounded, but now he calmed down.

"Did those southern barbarians force you to surrender?"

Old man Damu shook his head, "I took the initiative to come!" The general soldiers of the Ming army were going to kill you completely, but I took the initiative to propose a Jianyi, very lucky, the general soldiers of the Ming Dynasty readily agreed, you listen to it first, and then make a decision, it's not too late......"

At this time, someone came to report: "It's bad, we are surrounded by the Ming army...... Old man Damu ...... You...... How did you get here? ”

When the man saw the old man Damu, he was so shocked that he even stumbled when he spoke.

"How many Ming troops are there?" Bekoel asked the man.

"It's too dark, I can't see clearly, there is always a scale of no less than 10,000 people, don't worry, there are no cowards in our Ao Han Department who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

This either/or choice question barely prepared Bei Ko'er for it, and it suddenly fell in front of him, and there was not much time left for him, and he had to make a choice in a limited time.

He can choose to die, and then the last warriors of the Ao Han tribe will rush together under his leadership to the Ming army in the darkness, rushing to death. He can also choose to live, and the old man Damu has painted an incomparably better future for him, and choosing to be born is equivalent to choosing this incomparably beautiful future.

But he always felt that this future was so illusory and unreal......

After a night of heavy rain, there was water in the riverbed, which had been nearly dry, and the shallow sea was also full of muddy rain after a night of heavy rain. The heavy rain not only filled the riverbed and the sea, but also washed the sky blue, and the already yellow grassland seemed to be smeared with a layer of green, and the sun's rays were even more dazzling.

Bei Ko'er was a little dizzy from the shaking, and unconsciously raised his hand to try to block the dazzling light, but whether this dazzling light came from the sun in the sky or from the shining muzzle of the Ming army, even he himself was a little confused.

The door of the military tent was pushed open, and a red-clothed general walked out with his head held high, and said proudly:

"The general is invited!"

Bei Ko'er felt even more humiliated in the face of the arrogance of the Ming Dynasty generals, but the words of the old man Damu really echoed in his ears. "If you are in a low tent, you must learn to bow your head, otherwise you will not be a qualified Mongolian warrior!"

So he endured it, followed the arrogant Ming Dynasty general into the military tent, and met the legendary Sanwei General for the first time.

Li Xin's attitude was very different from that of the arrogant general, not only with a smile on his face, but even from the moment he saw him enter the tent, he got up to greet him, and also said a few words of welcome in blunt Mongolian dialect.

Bekoel could feel a pair of large strong hands grasp his arms and invite him to sit down on a cushion beside him.

Li Xin's attitude made Bei Kuo'er, who was already ready to accept humiliation, fall into a fog, and he didn't know what the Ming Dynasty commanders had in mind, but he clearly felt a kind of respect and sincerity that he had never experienced from the other party's expressions and actions.

Li Xin invited the old man Damu into the military tent again, this old guy can speak both Mongolian and Chinese, and he is very familiar with this Beikuo'er, so naturally he can't be left behind. He could see that this old man Damu was not simple, he was familiar with the strategy of the Han people, and he proposed a plan that was very attractive to him and difficult to refuse.