Genius remembers in a second [Aishang Novel Network biquge.info] to provide you with wonderful novels to read.

In the light of the rising sun, the Jurchens dotted their marching equipment.

Since they left Liaodong in March, they have been away from home for nearly half a year, and since the founding of the Great Jin Dynasty, they have fought every year, and the soldiers have also adapted to this kind of life. But this time is different from the past, whether it is the conquest of Korea or the invasion of the Ming Dynasty, the Dajin army attacked the city and plundered the land, and the acquisition of both wealth and women made them as excited as if they had beaten chicken blood. This time, the army first blew the desert yellow sand in Moxi for half a year, and on the way back, they were even subjected to fierce battles, and even the grain and grass were consumed.

On the banks of the Yellow River, the horses marched, the knights stood up, and the army marched.

On the horse, Dolgon pondered whether to travel overnight to Naturalization or stay in the Tuoketo steppe for another night, and then make a decision based on the news of Okhan.

The grasslands are as calm as ever.

The army had marched less than twenty miles, and suddenly the rear army exploded with a bang. The soldiers shouted: "Mongols! Mongol! The tone was alarmed. They shouldn't have been so afraid of the Mongols, but there were too many Mongols on the horizon.

Dorgon turned his horse's head and returned to the rear to watch.

The grasslands here are flat, and there are not hilly grassy slopes that block the view as in the junction of Tokto and Ringle, which can be seen for hundreds of miles. On the western horizon, the Mongol army was endless, there were no horns, no noise, and the Mongols suddenly appeared like long-silent tailgators.

Under the banner of Jing, Ezhe was tired and excited, and the soldiers did not rest all night, and finally found their goal after marching all night.

Chaha

2ooo

The Erren were in the middle of the road, Tushetu Khan was on the left flank, Zasaktu Khan was on the right flank, 50,000 cavalry split the sky and the earth, and the galloping horses made the earth tremble, and the sound was like the flooding of the Yellow River and the coming of the flood.

The Jurchens reacted quickly, a terrible horn sounded, and the rear of the army immediately changed direction and waited.

Dorgon pressed his helmet down to cover his face, and he couldn't hide his panic at that moment.

The Mongol army returned, and when he saw the Chahar banners, he intuitively knew that he was in serious trouble. Chahar! Only Chahar can gather the Mongols, so Tiancong Khan decided that the Mongol tribes should only chase and fight Chahar fiercely, and force him to land with great effort.

The return of the Mongols was unexpected, and Dolgon was vaguely worried about the city of Naturalization, hundreds of miles away.

After looking at it for a while, he regained his composure and ordered: "The front army must not stay, continue to go to naturalization, and the rear army will have 10,000 men to intercept the enemy army." "In any case, he could not let the army be dragged in the steppe, because the army ran out of food and grass.

The Mongol army was imposing, and 50,000 light horsemen approached the Jurchens after two hours, and the two armies confronted each other fifty miles apart.

"The whole army is stationed!" The heralds galloped through the camp with the banner held high, and the Mongols stopped twenty miles away from the Jurchen rear army. Ezhe didn't want to attack yet, now was not the best time, the Jurchens were full of energy after a night's rest, and his subordinates were exhausted.

From the dense Mongol army, six thousand-man teams were sent straight to the rear of the Jurchens, and the three Mongol tribes each sent 2,000 men and horses to harass the Jurchens who were eager to get out, giving full play to the advantage of the Mongol light cavalry and dexterity.

"Leave them alone! The whole army is rushing forward! Dolgon roared, and the intentions of both sides were obvious.

He was thoughtful, and he had already found that there was no banner of Chechen Khan in his pursuers. If Ombu Khan and Chechen Khan had been naturalized in their volleys, he would have been in an unprecedented predicament. What puzzled him was that if the Mongols were determined to defeat him, wouldn't it be more appropriate to be at the crossing of the Yellow River than in the steppe.

A bold Mongolian light cavalry rushed to the Jurchen queue at a hundred paces, and suddenly stopped, nearly a thousand long arrows flew into the sky and fell into the sparse Jurchen cavalry on the opposite side, and then the light cavalry immediately turned to flee, stopped and rested three or four miles away, and recovered its body.

The battle began, and the Jurchens also returned fire with bows and arrows, and occasionally people were wounded by arrows.

The Jurchens with negative armor could not keep up with the footsteps of the Mongolian light cavalry, and did not dare to go deep and break away from the brigade to pursue too far.

Foot archers had a longer range, but they needed the strength of the soldiers to pull away, and the Mongol cavalry never ventured close to the camp of the foot archers, they only wanted to hold back the Jurchens. Seeing that thousands of people came on light horses, the Jurchen infantry archers dismounted and prepared arrows to deliver a head-on blow, but they did not expect the cunning Mongols to turn around and turn back halfway. The battle situation was entangled in such a repetition, and the marching footsteps of the Jurchens after the break were constantly interrupted.

The 20,000 Chinese army hastened to the east, but they did not dare to leave the broken men and horses too far, at least now Dolgon has not yet made up his mind to break his wrist and abandon thirty percent of his troops to flee to Liaodong, and things have not yet reached that point.

Dolgon was anxious but not flustered, the Mongol coalition looked intimidating, and the Yellow River, which was even more dangerous than that, had come over.

Naturalized outside the city.

The Chechen Khan was furious and roared at the Ombu Khan: "How can you let Yue Tuo escape." ”

His rudeness and domineering made Omubu Khan frown secretly, compared to Yue Tuo's gentleness, which made people more comfortable, of course, he didn't dare to express what was in his heart.

"This is a war between the Mongols and the Jurchens!" The Chechen Khan hated waving the horsewhip, and hated the Ombu Khan for iron but not steel.

Omub Khan was silent, and he also knew in his heart that people were still his own relatives. No matter how much he put his mind into it, only the Mongol victory in Tumut could have a chance to become strong again, but the battle of the Yellow River was too big for him to strengthen his confidence.

"Yueto is not insignificant, what matters is Dolgon's 30,000 men!"

At this point, the two Khans are of the same opinion.

At noon, the imprisoned Geriletu was freed and summoned by the two khans.

Omb Khan introduced the Chechen Khan: "This is the warrior of my tribe, who yesterday defeated the Jurchen vanguard Okan in Tokto. Chechen Khan couldn't help but look at Geriltu a few more times, and his face showed disbelief

ao5

Look.

Geriletu didn't know what had happened, and he was in his tent.

"Mongolia is going to war with the Jurchens! You're doing a great job! Omubu Khan instructed secretly.

Only then did Ge Ri Le Tu come to his senses and was overjoyed, and Ang said: "Yesterday I cooperated with the Han Department to kill 2,000 Jurchens in Tuoketo." Only then did he dare to report the real military situation.

"Two thousand?" The two khans repeated at the same time, the tone was different, the Ombu Khan was shocked, and the Chechen Khan did not believe it.

"Exactly, the ranks were cut off by the Han cavalry!" Geriltu did not hide his pride in the slightest, and they did what the 50,000 Mongol coalition troops did not dare to do.

"Where is Hanbe?" Omubu Khan vaguely felt that something was wrong, and Zhai Zhe had not heard from him since he was released from his captivity.

Gezhiletu also remembered, glanced at the Chechen Khan, and said: "Zhai Qianhu seems to have said that he is going to Daming." ”

"Chase it back!" Chechen Khan and Ombu Khan spoke in unison.

There is no need to say much about the importance of the Han Department to Mongolia, not to mention the combat power of the Han cavalry, which is the link between Mongolia and the Ming Dynasty, and the iron weapons and armor are transferred from its hands.