The heavy snow was fluttering, and the heaven and earth became a chaos, as if an inexplicable hand had pulled up layers of curtains between the sky and the earth, and the scenery could not be seen clearly after a dozen steps. The heavy snow also gave the defeated Tartars a chance to flee for their lives, and the Ming army was unwilling to risk chasing after them, so they soon gathered their troops and gathered in the open space on the bank of the river to regroup.

Most of the soldiers were soaking wet, and naturally they didn't take care of these things when they started fighting, but once the battle stopped, they all shivered from the cold and their lips were blue. The generals ordered hundreds of bonfires to be built in the open field at once, and the soldiers were allowed to dry their clothes while the battlefield was cleared.

Song Nan led a thousand cavalry and nearly 5,000 cavalry gathered together but did not stop on the riverbank, although Song Nan knew in his heart that the news of the failure of the Tartars to block the Ming army from crossing the river must have spread to Linhe County, which was thirty miles away. But Song Nan still wanted to try his luck, when he slaughtered the women and children in front of him, Song Nan vowed to take his head, and now if he is allowed to escape, he is naturally unwilling in his heart.

When the six thousand cavalry braved the heavy snow to rush to the west gate of Linhe County, through the heavy snow curtain, Song Nan saw a surprising scene, black smoke billowing into the sky in the city, extremely eye-catching in the white vast world. On the snow, the Tatar people in tattered leather jackets are dragging their families and running in all directions, in such a cold and heavy snowy weather, the family Zhang Huang fled to avoid the military disaster is probably the most painful thing in life.

From the mouths of several captured Tartar people, Song Nan quickly got the answer, the fire in the city was ordered by himself before Bald Meng Ke fled, the purpose was of course self-evident, he wanted the Ming army to get only one ruin; The heavy snow was followed by extremely cold weather, which made it clear to the bald man, that he was going to destroy the houses in the city, burning all the trees and wood, so that the Ming army would have no place to hide in the cold weather, and could not get any supplies from this county town.

"The dog thief is still dying and struggling, and he really doesn't shed tears when he sees the coffin." Song Nan said angrily.

Jiang Bin, who was chasing with him, asked: "Brother, we should be able to catch up now, the Tartars retreated in the direction of Wolf Mountain in the northwest, and it was only half an hour before and after, and they couldn't go far." Why don't we catch up and capture the thief, you can whip him dozens of lashes yourself. ”

Song Nan frowned, looked at the vast snowy heaven and earth, and slowly shook his head and said: "Poor Kou Mo chases, there are still more than 10,000 pure cavalry troops on hand, and we only have 6,000 cavalry, so we don't have an advantage in terms of strength." The terrain was unfamiliar and easy to be ambushed, and I didn't want to be in trouble after a big victory. Besides, the snow will be ankle-thick in another hour or two, and the horses will not be able to move an inch, and I don't want to be trapped in the snow and ice for the night. The order went down, and ordered Ma Ming Xu Tai to clean up the battlefield and then send the soldiers and horses to this place and camp as soon as possible, tonight will be a cold night, and it will be very difficult. ”

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The time goes back to two hours ago, when the Ming army had just crossed the Yellow River and started a fierce battle with the Tartar army, Song Nan also took the hand of the third prince Balsborot and sat on the ground to fool him.

A Tartar sentry rode a horse and rushed to Xicheng Square, was sitting upright and watching the soldiers and horses assemble in front of Bald Mengke, and after getting off the horse, he ran over and crawled, and felt that there was something bad about Bald Mengke, there was too much bad news during this time, and he could hold on.

"How's the battle going?"

"Report to the Great Khan, the downstream bank of the river has been broken through by the Ming army, and nearly 40,000 Ming troops have landed on the north bank and are fighting fiercely with our army."

Although he knew in his heart that after the Ming army destroyed the Condor cannon, it had become an impossible task to prevent them from crossing the Yellow River, but he always hoped to be able to block them in his heart, and the reason why he sent Batu to block it was because of the idea of hope. Batu is the first fierce general under his account, and he has high hopes for him, but unexpectedly, from the beginning of the report that the Ming army crossed the river, it has only been less than two hours since then, and the Ming army has crossed the river.

"Stand down." The bald man shouted expressionlessly.

"Father Khan, son, please reconsider the decision, 40,000 Ming troops crossed the river, General Batu and the third brother only have less than 18,000 soldiers and horses, that can't be stopped. Father Khan, even if we go to reinforcements at this time, I'm afraid it will be too late, please think twice. Urus was beside him.

Although he was disgusted by Urus's words, and he did not want to hear such discouragement, he had to admit that he was telling the truth.

"Report ......" another cavalry sentry came to pegasus, rolled the saddle and dismounted, and knelt on the ground to report. Reported to the Great Khan, General Batu...... He ......"

"What's wrong with Batu?" The bald man can be surprised.

"General Batu was beheaded by the Ming army and killed." The sentinel replied in horror.

Bald Meng felt a pain in his heart, like being stabbed in the heart with a knife, Batu died, he was like someone had his arm cut off, this was his most trusted subordinate, and the old brother who had been fighting with him for more than ten years actually died like this. In an instant, the bald man felt that the world was spinning, and with a mouth, he spurted out the second mouthful of blood of the day, and his eyes were black and planted under the horse.

Urus was shocked, hurriedly dismounted and helped up the bald man, poured wine and rubbed his chest and pinched the person in the mouth, and after a while, the bald man let out a long sigh and opened his eyes leisurely.

"Father Khan, father Khan, take care of your body." Urus shouted.

The bald man said in a weak voice: "Urus, as you said, immediately retreat to the north of the Wolf Mountain, and order all the tribes and horses south of the Yin Mountain of the Wolf Mountain to withdraw to the north of the mountain and abandon this place. ”

Urus nodded in agreement, and gave the order to go down, and at the same time brought a large cart, spread a thick velvet blanket, and ordered the general to help Bald Meng Ke in; Sitting in the sealed carriage of the carriage, the bald man can close his eyes and lean on the corner of the carriage, the air in the carriage is a little stuffy, his breathing is a little difficult, at a certain moment, the bald man can feel that this exquisite carriage is like a coffin, he has never been in a carriage in the battle in his life, he has always sat on the back of a horse, but now he is shrinking in this coffin-like carriage, this feeling makes the bald man painful.

He struggled to lift the curtain, poked his head out to breathe in the cold air, and coughed up a pile of blood foam.

"Father Khan, you rest in the car, take care of yourself." Urus rode his horse and leaned over and shouted.

"I can't die yet, you give an order to go down and order people to destroy all the houses in this city, burn all the wood and trees, so that the Ming army has nowhere to live, and Song Nan can't get this city intact." The bald man hoarsely gave his last command, and then he shrank back and never looked out again.

Two hours later, the soldiers and horses of Bald Mengke and Urus had come to the bank of the Hara River seventy miles away from the river, and the heavy snow falling on the way relaxed Urus's nervousness, and he knew that this heavy snow might save his life, and the Ming army would never catch up in such a snowy weather.

In such weather and season, it was dark very early, and it was already early afternoon, and it was only two hours before it got dark. The width of the Hara River is comparable to that of the Yellow River, and there is a well-built pontoon bridge on the bridge, which is convenient for Tartars to cross the river; Urus immediately ordered the army to cross the river, and after an hour, all the soldiers and horses had crossed the Hara River, and Urus breathed a long sigh of relief, and finally could catch his breath.

Urus had intended to have the pontoon bridge burned immediately, but it would have been better for his generals to destroy the bridge later, because there were scattered routs of soldiers and horses chasing after them and joining the army, and after destroying the bridge, the soldiers had no hope of returning.

Urus agreed to their construction, and seeing that the sky was getting darker and the snow was getting heavier, he ordered to find a suitable place on the north bank and set up camp, and ordered the soldiers to carry firewood, firewood and grass to guard the bridge, and as soon as they found that the Ming army was chasing them, they would immediately burn the pontoon bridge.

After dark, a bonfire was lit in the camp, and in stark contrast to the red and warm appearance of the camp, there was a dead silence in the camp, and everyone remained silent, even the horses chewing the forage. The entire Tartar barracks was as lifeless as a large tomb.

He drank a bowl of mutton soup and felt much better, he sat in front of the burning brazier with a thick skin and a thick velvet hat, his pale face with an abnormal flush, and his eyes were a little dull.

Urus and a dozen generals and tribal leaders sat quietly below, no one dared to say a word, they knew that at this moment, there must be a fire surging in the heart of the Great Khan, and if they were not careful, this fire would burn to others.

"Ladies and gentlemen." The bald man's body moved, and he spoke in a dumb voice, and everyone looked up at him, but they saw that the flesh on the bald man's cheeks twitched, and it looked a little hideous under the reflection of the charcoal fire.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I put the bald and incompetent, buried the good situation of the Tatar State, and after the defeat of the Ming Dynasty, I fell for them again, and believed in their peace proposal, and now even the Hetao will be lost, and the Immortal Heaven has abandoned me, it seems that I need to abdicate and make way for Xian." The voice of the bald man was as piercing as that of a night owl, hoarse and sharp.