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No hearing, no deafness, no blindness.

Yue Tuo, who had lost his forehead, was cramped in the south of the naturalized city and cut off the source. The Jurchens were good at war, but if it is said that tracking and scouting were far inferior to the Mongols who were nomadic in the steppe all year round.

Omubu Khan finally dared to rest assured and boldly contacted Mobei Mongolia.

Two hundred miles north of the city of Guihua, dozens of tents were hidden under a hillside, surrounded by thousands of cavalry.

The Great Tent gathered all the important Mongol figures: the Three Khans of Mobei, the Omb Khan, and the envoys of Chahar.

Under the coercion of Dolgon's army, Ezhe's envoy Halbara traveled to Mobei overnight to ask for help, and after several discussions, he learned that the Tumut tribe also had the heart to fight against the Jurchens, and the Chechen Khan Tiyì chose the location of the meeting near naturalization.

After the death of Lin Dan Khan, the Mongol tribes did not take Chahar seriously, and Ezhe was just a hairy young man in the eyes of the Great Khans. However, when the envoys of the suzerainty came to ask for help, everyone's posture still had to be sufficient. Tushetu Khan had a high degree of identification with Chahar, Chechen Khan had calculations with the Tumut Ministry, and two of the three Khans of Mobei agreed to form an alliance against the Jurchens.

Half a month after arriving in Mobei, the rescue has not been conclusive, and Halbara is anxious, almost in a begging tone to implore the Great Khan in the tent: "Dolgon has driven the Great Khan to a desperate situation, if you don't send troops again, Chahar will be finished." ”

Tushetu Khan nodded repeatedly, everyone knows his attitude, and there is no need to say more.

"When are the Khans going to fight Moxi?" Before leaving, Ezhe secretly confessed that if the three Khans of Mobei did not fight, he would lead his troops to surrender, which was the last chance for the Chahar people.

The eyes of the Chechen Khan turned to Ombu Khan.

Omubu Khan reviewed the plan discussed with Zhai Zhe in detail, and said: "Mongolia is from the same source, and we will definitely rescue Chahar, but not in Moxi." ”

Everyone looked shocked and waited for the following.

The feud between Chahar and Tumut was well known, and even Omb Khan was able to put aside his old suspicions, and Halbara was moved to hear what he had planned.

Ombu Khan took out a map from his bosom and put it in front of everyone, and pointed out: "All the grain and grass needed by the Jurchen army are from the naturalization center, and as long as the grain route is cut off, the Jurchen army will be in chaos without a fight." ”

"Good strategy!" Zasaktu Khan, who had been silent, couldn't help but speak in admiration.

Omubu nodded at him and continued: "As far as I can see, the Jurchen grain transport team travels to Moxi through the Hetao grassland every ten days. It only takes a few thousand cavalry to sneak into the loop to cut off its food routes. ”

There was a chorus of admiration in the tent.

Omubu Khan held back his excitement and said: "You can pretend to send troops to attack Naturalization, and I will recruit all the Tumut cavalry to the north of Naturalization, leaving an empty land. The Jurchen granary is eighty miles southwest of Naturalization, I will send someone to guide the way, only need to capture this granary again, and the Dolgon army will completely lose supplies in Monan. ”

"The Jurchens are strong in battle, and the Mongol tribes can only have a chance to win if they work together. You must know that you must not let the army of Dorgon return to naturalization, otherwise not only will the Tumut tribe cease to exist, but you will not be far from destruction. Omubu Khan's tone was hurried, and he turned to Halbara and said: "As soon as the grain road of the Hetao is cut off, Dolgon will be in a panic, so please ask the Chahar tribe to entangle Dolgon with all his might, so that he cannot return to the east quickly." ”

He stretched out his hand and drew a large circle in the tent, and said: "We will join forces to block Dorgon's army at the Junzijin ferry of the Yellow River, as long as it is not allowed to cross the Yellow River smoothly, the food will run out in less than ten days, and the army will be in chaos without a fight." In such an east-west attack, the 30,000 people of Dolgon could be annihilated, so that the Jurchen national strength was greatly damaged, and the safety of the Mongol tribes could be guaranteed. ”

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After finishing speaking, his face rose slightly, and his chest rose and fell.

There was silence in the tent, and everyone was looking at the map and recalling what Omub Khan had said.

"What a poisonous ploy!" Chechen Khan was the first to react, laughed wildly, clapped his hands and said: "This is definitely not what you came up with." The Mongols could not come up with such a plan. ”

Omubu Khan pursed his lips and did not answer.

Halbara's face was cloudy, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Just act according to this plan, I am waiting for your news in Moxi." ”

Omubu Khan advised: "You don't need to wait, the distance between the west and the south of the desert is only a thousand miles, and the transmission of information is inconvenient, as long as the Dolgon army shows signs of retreating, remember not to let it go, if it is a qiē shun lì, we will meet in the Hetao grassland." “

Everyone in the tent was shocked and had no objections, and the envoy and the khans agreed on the details, and it was already late at night after the talks.

All the people had no intention of staying long, and they dispersed that night.

This year is not a dry year, the rainy season in the grassland has just passed, the water of the Yellow River is rolling, and the earth-colored waves are daunting. The Junzijin Ferry has been requisitioned by the Jurchens, and most of them are not accustomed to water, and only in a place like the Junzijin Ferry where the water surface is gentle, can they cross the river with peace of mind.

It's hot, and only the night brings a hint of coolness. Under the cover of darkness, small boats or cavalry can be seen along the Yellow River in the Tuoketuo grassland, and the Hanzhai men and horses are carefully measuring the water potential everywhere to see where the soldiers and horses can cross. The line along the Yellow River will be the place of decisive battle, and the matter is very important, and Zhai Zhe does not dare to slack off.

At the beginning of June, in front of Hanzhai, Zhai Zhe was giving Xiao Zhiyan a good speech.

"Cross the river tonight and go straight to the north bank of the Yellow River in Hetao, where the three thousand cavalry of Tushetu Khan will cross the river, and the day after tomorrow there will be a grain convoy from Junzijin to the Hetao, wait for them to reach the west bank before you start, and you must not let one escape!"

Xiao Zhiyan stroked the long sloppy, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you down." ”

He stretched out his hand and made a motion to wipe his neck, saying, "I will make them like Eruzhuo, and none of them can escape." "A few years of wandering in the steppes allowed him to excel \u768

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4 The light cavalry tactics were vividly wielded, and Zhai Zhe's every step of his plan allowed him to take the lead, and he was even more comfortable in the battle. In the Han Army, he can really gallop thousands of miles, and he is the only cavalry who can fight behind the enemy.

"That grain and grass will belong to Tushetu Khan, you don't have to fight with him, of course they will also be the main force of the attack, you just need to monitor the battlefield."

Zhai Zhe recounted in detail the agreements reached by the various ministries, so as not to make Xiao Zhiyan taboo. There is no free lunch in the world, and the three Khans of Mobei cannot be vain, and what he is most worried about is that Mobei Mongolia will not be able to do their best in the battle with the Jurchen army, after all, the Jurchens have not threatened their survival.

Xiao Zhiyan nodded and turned over on his horse.

Zhai Zhe stepped forward and stretched out his right hand, Xiao Zhiyan bent down, and his two right hands were clenched and released.

"Over to you!"

"Yes!" Xiao Zhiyan slightly restrained his cynical smile, which looked like a general who really went into battle. Four years ago, he and Zhai Zhe left Zhangjiakou to enter the grassland, and four years later, with the help of the weak Han Ministry, they were able to pry into the grassland war.

Seeing the light horse disappear away from sight, Zhai Zhe also turned over on the big black horse.

The curtain will finally open.