And at this time, on the south bank of the Volga River.

With a smile of success, Zhu Di looked at the smoke of Be'er Gosalai in the distance.

And in front of him, on an urgently built improvised pontoon bridge, a huge army of southward retreat was passing in a steady stream.

The pontoon bridge is connected by small boats and planks that have been built for a long time......

Zhu Di has been making this preparation for a long time, and a mind like him is almost certain that Timur will eventually be put into the battlefield, everyone is a level of heroes, why don't you have a snack, Timur can't bear him to control the Kipchak steppe anyway, but Di should not have the ability to fight him, so Timur, as the boss behind the scenes, will have to end up after all.

But when Timur was gone, it would be difficult for him to return to the east.

It is impossible for 30,000 or 40,000 cavalry to pass through the desert and steppe for 2,000 miles under the encirclement and interception of the enemy's home field of 200,000 troops.

But......

You can take the opportunity to go south.

Taking advantage of the opportunity for Timur to lead the descendants of Hezhong and Khorasan into the Kipchak steppe to deal with him, he came by surprise or put him to death.

Crossing the Volga River to the south to Persia.

Neither Timur nor Digai would have thought that he would be able to do this, because the Volga is a moat.

The water depth is more than one zhang, and even camels cannot wade through the water.

Don't even think about war horses.

The river could only be crossed by cavalry in the lower reaches of Astrakhan, where the entrance to the sea had become a network of numerous bifurcated waters, otherwise it would have to be crossed by small boats at the bend upstream, in the city of Stalingrad, but that was of little military significance.

Therefore, neither Timur nor Digai ever thought of being on guard on the south bank.

Zhu Di prepared to build a boat in a river in winter, as for the timber, it was directly dismantled from the city of Belgosale, and then made small boats, and then connected the boats with wood, this section of the Volga River is a pure plain river, the water flow is slow and there is not much impact, he is one-time anyway, as long as it can last for a day or two, it is enough. As for the shipbuilding workers, it is even simpler, most of his subordinates are indeed nomads, but his guards are basically southerners, and the Yanshan guards are all migrated from the south to the north.

Zhu Neng's ancestral home is Huaiyuan, and Qiu Fu's ancestral home is Fengyang.

It's not easy to find some of these who can build simple boats and pontoons?

Not to mention that he himself understands.

In the end, relying on this two-mile long pontoon bridge, which was built in just one day and one night, his army of 40,000 and 30,000 local young men willing to follow, more than 30,000 women and children, and more than 100,000 horses and camels, all withdrew from Belgosalai and crossed the Volga River, and then stayed in the last Tokhtamysh to set the city on fire......

Hindering the pursuit of the north shore, Diega.

If you want to think of the pontoon bridge, you can only go to Belgosale.

"Great King, the last general is still worried about the ...... of King Gaoyang"

Zhu Neng wanted to speak and stopped.

"He is going to the battlefield, not playing in the mountains and rivers, if he leads 20,000 elite camel cavalry and can't even retreat, then he should die!"

Zhu Di said.

Zhu Neng stopped talking.

After all, the matter of the father and son of the family, as a subordinate, can be done.

"King, Tokhtamysh has crossed the river!"

Qiu Fu said.

Zhu Di looked at the detachment that came rushing wildly.

"King Khan!"

The latter shouted with excitement.

"Great Khan, it's up to you next."

Zhu Di said.

"King Khan, we have to hurry up, and we should report this to Timur, it will take at least three days, Timur will withdraw his troops from Saletchuk immediately, and in five days he will go to Ha. Talha, five days to the Tirek River, we must reach the Tirek River in ten days, otherwise it will be difficult to get rid of him before entering the mountains, from here everyone must march a hundred miles every day, without any delay on the way. ”

Tokhtamysh said.

The Tirek River was his sad place, and it was in the decisive battle of the Tirek River that he was defeated by Timur.

In fact, it is the Terek River in Dagestan.

"I've heard that the mountain people of the Caucasus are very difficult to deal with."

Zhu Di said.

"Leave them alone, we don't occupy their land, and besides, they are not strong in fighting, but there is a fortress in Taerban, we must go, after Taerban is the territory of Silvan Shah Ibrahim, and his capital is in Baku in the south. But he is a wall-header, the Shirfan family will surrender to whoever fights them, as long as they continue to rule Shirvan, they don't care who they are vassals to, this family has been there for hundreds of years, they are vassals to the Turks, they are vassals to us, they are vassals to Timur, and even shamelessly to the pagan Georgians.

It was a long life, and it is said that he has ruled there for 600 years. ”

Tokhtamysh said with a smile.

"This kind of smart people live a long life!"

Zhu Di couldn't help but sigh.

"As long as we pass the ear shift, and then leave a team of guards to hold on, then Timur will not want to catch up with us again, it is the only road through the Caucasus Mountains, even if Timur can still go around, he has to go to Georgia through the mountains, and when he bypasses us, we will already go to Taoli Temple, and those who stay behind can also withdraw, there is by the sea, as long as the ship is ready, you can enter the Khazar Sea and then go south or cross the sea to the east."

Tokhtamysh said.

Of course, the latter one is fooling, not to mention that there is no ship, even if it can build a small boat into the Caspian Sea during Timur's attack, it will be a dead end.

But the defender is the dead.

Zhu Di didn't care about this problem for the time being, and then ordered to go south at full speed, straight into the Tirek River.

The mighty team began to run for what can be called a desperate run.

At this time, he was already in a cold sweat, and sent someone to report to Timur as fast as possible, but he also had no way to pursue, he could not cross the Volga River either, so he could only go south along the river at full speed, to Astrakhan and then south along the Caspian Sea, but he did not know that a cavalry, which could be said to have entered the battlefield in chaos, was rushing towards Belgosalay at full speed......

Just beginning to thaw on the wasteland.

"Great Khan, this can't be done, there is not much grass along the way, our horses can't eat enough, even if we run to Beergosale, it will be difficult to fight, we have to find a place with abundant water and grass."

A sheikh caught up with Kun Timur to remind him.

They are not the Ming army usually carries a lot of fodder, even if Zhu Di went south at full speed, it was because he took all the grain he could find with him in Belgosale, which was enough for war horses and camels, at least before entering the Caucasus mountains, as for the Caucasus mountains, then there was no need to think about this problem, some were pastures and urban food. But how could these poor ghosts have supplies, they were just like the original Templars, and many of the armor and weapons, including war horses, of the Huining cavalry were bought with loans, and they were waiting to be grabbed and repaid the loans.

They had to let the horses graze.

"Go to Batu Sarae, and then go north along the Volga River, for two or three more days, but all along the way are the fattest pastures."

That month, the chief said.

This guy is a descendant of the former ban, and his name is Hasmu.

"Let's go, go to Batu Sarai!"

Kun Timur shouted.

The huge cavalry corps immediately turned from the original west-northward to due west under the leadership of Hasmu.

They had just walked out for more than an hour when a group of galloping cavalry suddenly appeared in front of them, numbering only a few dozen horsemen but carrying more than a hundred horses......

"Up!"

Vancha, who finally saw some prey, looked at their high-headed horses with covetous eyes, and without waiting for the order of Kun Timur, he rushed forward with hundreds of his subordinates, but to their surprise, these cavalry did not avoid them, but kept waving a banner in the madness, as if they were allies. Fan Cha was not interested in thinking too much, he was not good at riding and archery, he hurriedly dismounted, and under the cover of the horse, quietly prepared the bow and arrow, and the cavalry under his command also dismounted, and then quietly prepared the bow and arrow.

The cavalry soon reached the front, the leader still shouting in Turkic dialect that they did not understand.

"Do it!"

Vancha roared.

Almost at the same time he raised his bow and arrows, aiming as fast as he could.

It's true that they are not good at mounted archery, but that's because they're forest hunters, and instead their archery skills are top-notch.

Those who are not good at archery will starve to death because they can't shoot enough prey.

Sharp arrows flew out in an instant, almost no one missed at a distance of more than a dozen paces, dozens of cavalrymen were pierced into hedgehogs in the blink of an eye, and fell down one by one screaming, Vancha galloped forward with excitement, grabbed the reins of an Arabian horse, and then rushed over and pulled over the other two.

The leader of the cavalry who was not dead on the ground looked at him with sad and angry eyes, and then he remembered this guy, and stepped on his chest in the past, and then pulled out arrows one after another, and began to pick up the good quality armor, but at the same time as he opened it, a letter was revealed inside, and he picked up the letter and opened it, and inside was the words zigzag. At this moment, Hasmu ran over, he handed it to Hasmu, who looked at the letter and exclaimed, and then turned his head to Kun Timur, who came from behind......

"The Great Khan, King Yan and Tokhtamysh crossed the Volga River to the south of Persia, and this was the messenger who also reported to Timur."

He shouted.

Kun Timur was directly stunned.

Vancha led the horse, with armor on his shoulders and a money bag in his hand.

"Is Persia rich?"

He said.

"There are countless cities in Persia, and they are all cities of commerce."

Hasmu said.

"Great Khan, then what are you waiting for, hurry up and catch up with King Yan, we have to follow the Great Tomorrow soldiers!"

Fancha instantly came to his senses and said without hesitation.

Kun Timur was also immediately infected by his patriotism......

Of course, the main thing is that since Zhu Di has gone south, it goes without saying that Be'er Gosare's money must have been taken away, and there is nothing to divide it from, but Persia has been prosperous since ancient times, and Central Asia is full of Persian caravans, so it is right to catch up with Zhu Di and follow the soldiers of the Great Tomorrow to Persia to rob, as for the other participants, there is basically no objection, in the final analysis, they are all a group of poor ghost outlaws, just to loot, there is nothing to rob in front, but there are countless prosperous cities in the south, so of course you have to hurry up.

As for the danger......

Those who dare to come to participate in the Zhaosheng Army, who will consider this problem, and if it is not a death, those high-ranking monks have already said that those who die in the Zhaosheng Army will go to the west to be arhats.

Even if you are willing to be reincarnated, you must be reincarnated in the princely family of the Ming Dynasty.

Death in battle is not death, it is the beginning of a better life in the next life!

Well, it's all here, believe it or not, you have to believe it now, and it's only then that you're starting to smell a little meat, and you have to move on no matter what.

Then they turned again, from the original due west to the south-west, and in this way they went straight to Timur's logistics base. Talha.

Four days later, they rushed to the city, where only a few thousand people remained.

"Kill, kill all these demons, steal their horses and money!"

Vancha roared excitedly.

Again, there are no real walls......

This is the summer palace of the Golden Horde, only the palace is the real castle, as for the outside dwellings, commercial markets and the like are not protected, the modern ancient city of Astrakhan was built by the Russians, this is a pastoral area for nomads, nomads certainly do not like to build walls. Moreover, it was also destroyed by the former in the last war between Timur and Tokhtamysh, so the thousands of old and weak people who remain here now have to face these mad dog-like enemies.

Twenty-five thousand cavalry swarmed in.

The vast majority were hunters from the eastern forests, who marched in formation among the ruined buildings of the city as if they were hunting, with large shields in front and archers behind, with arrows within ten paces and even shooting in the face.

The soldiers in the river who rushed to meet the battle did not have such skills......

In the river were commercial cities, a combination of farmers and herders, but they were not hunters, and their bows and arrows were warlike rather than part of life.

But these Huining soldiers' bows and arrows are!

Fancha's body was covered with money bags, and he even wore a piece of armor that obviously hindered his movement, making him look more like a moving piece of garbage because he was already a little bloated in the armor package, but these messes on his body made him immune to enemy attacks, and the bow and arrow in his hand kept shooting at enemies and even civilians in the face. Because he had shot a little too much, he simply drew his knife and slammed into the enemy in front of him like a brown bear in the forest, and the latter's knife immediately slashed at him, but only to break the armor that had accumulated on his body. Then he knocked the enemy over, and the knife in his hand pierced his neck without hesitation, and the blood sprayed in the face of Fan Cha the moment he drew the knife.

Fancha, who didn't care, tore the money bag from this guy's waist as quickly as he could.

But the only gold coin in it made him angry, and he chopped off his head with a knife and kicked it out.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

He roared furiously.

Then he crashed into the house next to him, looked at the old man trembling inside, and slashed it very simply, and then looked for valuable ...... in the screams

And in the streets and alleys of the city, in the buildings, all of them are carnival-like barbarian warriors.

Although they are already subjects of the Ming Dynasty, they can't change their essence, they are still those who live like beasts in the ice and snow forest.

Barbarians.

A bloodthirsty and ferocious barbarian.

However, they didn't know that the cavalry led by Ye Dicai was not far from the city.

And Timur, who was 300 kilometers away, was killed because the messenger was killed, and he still didn't know the news of Zhu Di's southward journey, and he was still fighting with Zhu Gaoxu.