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Walking through the desolate and arid desert, through the inaccessible jungle, all the way to the desert, the 20,000 Chahar cavalry finally saw the waves of the Yellow River again.

After filling the water bladder, Ezhe led his troops along the river bank all the way to the east, and the city of naturalization was in front of him.

The sun seemed to want to bask even the green grass for oil, and the army marched in a long way, not a single yurt was seen along the way.

The scouts first went to the Junzijin ferry to listen to the movements, and now there is no news is good news, at least it means that the Mobei Mongol army is still confronting the Jurchens at the ferry.

In the middle of the afternoon, more than a dozen cavalry from the Oriental Grassland galloped on horseback.

When the scout arrived, he dismounted and knelt down and said, "Forty miles away, I saw the Mongol army of Mobei. ”

Ezhe's heart instantly rose to his throat and asked, "Which tribe?" ”

"Look at the banners are the men and horses of Tushetu Khan and Zasaktu Khan."

How did the Mobei Mongolian army come here if it was not at Junzijin Ferry? Ezhe was vaguely uneasy, and ordered: "The army is speeding up, you can take me over to have a look." ”

He had a good impression of Tushetu Khan, the only Mongol tribe who had migrated from Mobei to Moxi to support the Chahars. Although he also led his troops to leave after the death of his father, Lin Dan Khan, the more reason was that the Chahar tribe itself was divided.

The sound of bull horns sounded in the silent marching army, and the Mongol cavalry quickly woke up from their stupor, and their horses walked.

Surrounded by a thousand guards, Ezhe followed the scouts and galloped eastward.

After Tushetu Khan and Zasaktu Khan left the camp with their troops, they were in no hurry to go far, and the cavalry of the two divisions was at \u6f2

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bWandering aimlessly, the army has abundant food and grass, and the water and grass on the banks of the Yellow River are also abundant. They also wanted to stay and see what would happen to the Tumut tribe and whether the Jurchens would punish them or forgive them.

When he left the camp in the middle of the night, Zasaktu Khan released the envoy Ding Chang in the chaos, and at this point, there was no need for him to offend the Jurchens for no reason.

The sentinels on the periphery appeared with the galloping Chahar cavalry, and rushed to the Chinese army to report: "A thousand cavalry is coming from the west!" ”

The two khans each led their cavalry to meet them.

Seeing two columns of cavalry coming up, Ezhe ordered his subordinates to raise battle flags.

"Chahar cavalry!" Tushetu Khan was both surprised and delighted.

"Great Khan!" Five or six miles away from Ezhe, Tushetu Khan raised his arms and shouted.

The two groups of cavalry met, and Ezhe and Tushetu Khan each dismounted.

Tushetu Khan was about to salute, but Ezhe stepped forward to stop him, after all, he was young and didn't want to accept Tushetu Khan's big gift.

"How did you end up here? How are the Jurchens? "Ezhe's question is like a cannon, and it does not give Tushetu Khan a chance to reminisce.

"It's hard to put into words!"

Tushetu Khan looked embarrassed, and turned to order the soldiers behind him: "Invite Zasaktu Khan over." ”

Not far away, Zasaktu Khan urged his horse over, and the three of them stood on the grass, and the two Khans briefly told each other about the shape of the Yellow River.

"So the Jurchens have already crossed the river?" Ezhe was extremely disappointed, and he couldn't blame the two of them.

"You should be able to cross the river completely today!" Tushetu Khan told the truth.

With his hands behind his back, he pondered for a long time under the scorching sun and asked: "As you said, neither Chechen Khan nor Ombu Khan have gone far, and now almost all my Mongolian soldiers and horses are concentrated in the Monan region. ”

The two sweats nodded.

Ezhe raised his head, the sun in the western mid-air was slightly dazzling, he was now the Great Khan of Mongolia! As Sumen said to him, this is his fate, and he can't escape its shackles even if he inherits this position, and Daikin will not let him go at any time.

"In that case, can I gather all the strength of Mongolia at this moment to annihilate the remnants of Dolgon's army?"

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"If Dolgon is allowed to return safely, my Mongol tribes will soon be defeated by each of them, are you two willing to return with me Chahar?" The whip in Ezhe's hand swayed, and he used this frivolous movement to hide his nervousness.

Dolgon's army left unharmed, and the most dangerous ones would be the Tumut and Chahar tribes, one was close to Monan, and the other was the lord of Mongolia, but Mobei Mongolia was not necessarily in any danger in the short term. It is rare for the three tribes of Mobei Mongolia to gather in the south this time, and if they miss this, Ezhe is afraid that they will no longer be able to summon them.

Tushetu Khan looked closely at the young Great Khan opposite, and there was a shadow of Lin Dan Khan in his eyebrows, which was the bloodline of the Golden Family!

He knelt down on one knee and said, "If the Great Khan wishes to go, I, the Tushetu tribe, am willing to go with him." "The dream of a great Mongolia in his heart has never been extinguished.

Tushetu Khan made his statement clear, and stood on the side of Zasaktu Khan's difficulty in riding a tiger, and shirked and said: "With the strength of my three divisions, I can't fight against the Jurchens, unless the Chechen Khan is willing to turn back." ”

Ezhe was in high spirits, nodded in agreement, and said: "Of course, Mongolia cannot do without Chechen Khan." The army will turn back first, and I will contain Dolgon before they reach naturalization, and I shall personally go north to meet the Chechen Khan. ”

Although Chahar is weakened, it is the suzerainty of Mongolia in the end, and its influence cannot be underestimated.

The two khans of Mobei immediately turned the direction of the march of the army and followed the Chahar people to the Tuoketo grassland.

A large number of scouts went to the northeast to search for the whereabouts of the Chechen Khan's army.

On the banks of the Yellow River.

The north of the Kishijin Ferry.

It took a day and a night for the Jurchen army to cross the river.

Dorgon stood on the shore and watched more than a hundred small boats, most of them bloodstained, that had saved the lives of 30,000 troops.

Now that the food and grass are running out, no one can stop the army from returning eastward, and he believes that he can get supplies in the city of naturalization. The mules and horses of the baggage battalion began to be slaughtered for military rations, and the Han people had to keep up with the pace of the army with their feet, and if they were thrown away on the way, the Jurchens would be glad that they had lost a mouth to eat.

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4 The tossing and tense atmosphere in the river made this army exhausted, but also morale. The Mongols' escape without a fight inflates the self-confidence of the Jurchens, and for so many years they have never met an opponent who can fight in the field.

As soon as the army crossed the river to rest, Dorgon sent his troops.

"Okhan, you take three thousand cavalry to naturalization, maintain the pressure on the Tumuts, and don't move until my army arrives." He was worried that Omubu Khan would flee north with the Mongols in Mobei, and where was Yue Tuo?

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Okan received the order, and the 3,000 cavalry went away, exhausted and exhausted, and the forward battalion all dropped their heavy helmets and soft armor, and their task was only to deter the Tumuts.

At this time, the people of the Naturalization City were panicked, and the mountain rain was about to come, and the wind was full of buildings.

The Tumut cavalry retreated, and a skirmish broke out along the way.

Omubu Khan detained Zhai Zhe in the sweat tent, causing the Han cavalry to be restless. Xiao Zhiyan and Zuo Ruo led a large army to intercept the road to the return of the Tumuts, with their knives unsheathed and arrows wound, asking Omubu Khan to release them.

The two sides were at a stalemate, and Zhai Zhe handed over a letter to Feng Qin to bring back before letting the Han cavalry retreat.

More than 4,000 Han cavalry had been following the Tumut people to the outskirts of Naturalization City, and Xiao Zhiyan was worried about Zhai Zhe's safety so he didn't dare to act rashly.

Ombu Khan did not dare to detain Zhai Zhe for a long time, he was worried on the bank of the Yellow River that Zhai Zhe would attack impulsively and rashly, and lead the troubled waters to the Tumut Ministry before making this decision.

The army camped outside the city of Naturalization, and Zhai Zhe was imprisoned in the camp of Geriltu.

The herald of the sweat tent hurried over and said, "The Great Khan has summoned Zhai Qianhu. “

After being detained in the camp of Ombu Khan for a few days, the clay man was also held back by three points of anger, and Zhai Zhe stood up and prepared to go out without saying a word.

Geriletu followed a few steps and whispered to persuade: "The Great Khan should not embarrass you, you will slow down your temperament." ”

Zhai Zhe nodded silently.

The sweat tent had just been erected, surrounded by chaotic cavalry, and the herald took Zhai Zhe to the door, and the guards signaled: "The Great Khan is waiting inside." ”

Zhai Zhe opened the curtain and entered the door, the big tent was sealed all around, the light was dim, and Omubu Khan sat \u572

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Omubu Khan's voice was low, and he said: "Sit down, you want to blame me, I know that I will not forget the Great Ming in my heart, but I can't take the Tumuts to go crazy with you." ”

Zhai Zhe stood still and said, "Do you think the Jurchens will let you go?" ”

"If I am willing to be an obedient Mongol prince, there is no need for the Jurchens to embarrass me."

Omubu Khan's heart was not as confident as he said, and after experiencing the Yellow River bank, his ambition was completely lost. If Yue Tuo hadn't wanted to attack him, he wouldn't have dared to make up his mind to be the enemy of the Jurchens.

"Man is a sword, I am a fish. If the Great Khan decides to defect to the Jurchens, the Han will no longer belong to Tumut. Zhai Zhe's voice was firm.

Omubu Khan stood up and shouted angrily: "Don't take my tolerance as a confidence, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" ”

Zhai Zhe was silent, he knew that Ombu Khan didn't dare, and the five thousand Han cavalry were following behind the Tumuts.

The two looked at each other, and Zhai Zhe slowly lowered his head.

"You go, you were kind to me back then. It's just that I can't keep you here, and I'm afraid the grassland has no place for you. ”

Omubu Khan sighed dejectedly, and for a moment it seemed to be ten years old.

Zhai Zhe turned his head and turned around.

Omubu Khan suddenly interjected: "If I follow you against the Jurchens, the Tumuts can flee to Mobei, and I am afraid that few of the 30,000 or 40,000 Han people you brought out of the fortress back then will be able to escape." ”

Zhai Zhe's back swayed slightly, and he finally stepped out of the account.