The so-called golden family actually refers to Genghis Khan's family, that is, the Erjin family.

Because the Porco Jin clan laid a huge territory and created the most glorious era of the steppe nomads, the prestige of the Porch Jin clan in the grassland is quite high.

How high is it? Even after the Yuan was destroyed, the power of the feudal lords with different surnames became greater and greater, but the Er Jin clan was still considered orthodox.

It is like Maham of Warat, who wanted to become the Great Khan of Warat, but he could not do it, so he could only make his son the Khan, that is, the son of Benjamli.

This is the same as "coercing the Son of Heaven to order the princes".

Therefore, don't look at the number of people who follow Arutai now, but when the Ming army retreats, at least half of the more than 70,000 people taken by Arutai will have to follow Benjamin.

Provided, of course, that Benjamin can still be followed by them.

"The third child!" Zhu Di immediately figured it out.

"Father!" Zhu Gaosui took a deep look at his nephew, and then lowered his head and waited for the old man's order.

"Take your camp of enclosure and march immediately towards the three guards of Uliangha!"

Now the old man is already a little angry.

Now, the old man is no longer for the sake of war, but for the suppression of the rebellion!

It's one thing to fight, it's okay to do anything for victory, but betrayal is something that the old man can't bear.

Zhu Zhanyan rolled his eyes again.

Finish the calf! The old man is angry!

The following days were miserable.

Because the old man found out that he might be betrayed by the Wuliang Ha Sanwei, he was in a bad mood all the time, and the march speed of the army was also accelerated.

How fast is it? The Shenji Battalion and the Chinese Army were all abandoned, and the old man personally led the remaining four armies of the Fifth Army Camp to chase eastward.

This was actually a very reckless decision, especially when the emperor was on a personal expedition.

But it's not a strange thing.

Historically, the old man encountered the Tatars during his first northern expedition, and personally led the light cavalry to pursue him, driving Benjamin to the banks of the Troubled River.

Hu Guang, Yang Rong and Jin Youzi opposed to no avail, and were left in the Chinese army, and in the end, only Hu Guang insisted and barely kept up with the speed of horseback riding that did not conform to the literati.

Speaking of this, Zhu Zhanyan couldn't help but sigh, this person, if there are strengths, there must be weaknesses, and there must be strengths.

Yang Rong is steady enough, never as reckless as Hu Guang, once stayed under the prince's subordinates for more than ten years, and finally the old man returned from the northern expedition in the twelfth year of Yongle Yongle because of the Han King's slander, all the subordinate officials of the East Palace were sent to prison, only Yang Rong did not.

Even, until the old man died, he didn't think that Yang Rong was the prince's person, but that Yang Rong was his Zhu Di's person.

Looking at Hu Guang again, he looked reckless and reckless like the indispensable Wenchen of the Zhao and Song dynasties, and always felt that the identity of the literati was superior, and he also felt that he would not be punished because of this identity, but he slipped away on horseback.

On the sixth day of the sixth month of June, the Ugurzha River.

"Report!"

The herald's voice made Zhu Zhan tremble.

After half a month's rapid march, Zhu Zhanyan had been ruined, and now he would tremble when he heard the shouts of the heralds.

These are all the after-effects of the rapid march.

"Report! The king of Han led 3,000 battalions to pursue Arutai to fifteen miles from our army! ”

Yes, that's right, the half-month-long rapid march was not without gain, the old man personally led the four armies, and after half a month of rapid marching, finally circled around the front of Arutai and intercepted him before he entered the three guards of Uliangha.

The reason why he intercepted Arutai before entering the Uliangha Sanwei was not because he was afraid that the Wuliangha Sanwei would fund Arutai to oppose the Ming Dynasty.

On the contrary, the old man wants to serve it in a pot, and he wants to personally find out the evidence that the Wuliang Ha Sanwei funded the Alu Taibu, so that the people of the Wuliang Ha Sanwei cannot quibble.

"Drumming, passing the army!"

The old man threw away the kettle in his hand and stood up, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

Rarely, Zhu Zhanyan became excited.

Is it finally time for the two armies to hedge?

Immediately, Zhu Zhan Yan ignored Zhu Ling and Zhu Ping's obstruction, turned over and got on his horse, followed closely behind the old man, and ran towards the west.

After about a stick of incense, Zhu Zhanyan, who felt that his waist was stiff, finally heard something and raised his head immediately.

Almost at the limit of human sight, a large black shadow was entangled, writhing, and at the same time there were bursts of shouts and howls.

Looking left and right, Zhu Zhanyan kicked the horse's stomach violently, and the war horse under his crotch was in pain, and immediately ran to the left with the strength of the reins in Zhu Zhanyan's hand.

"Pang Ying!" Zhu Di glanced at it but was unmoved, just let out a deep sigh, and asked the Jinyi guard to command the servant Pang Ying to lead people to follow.

The small hill on the left, this is the best place that Zhu Zhanyan can find from the perspective.

Although the perception was still not very good, Zhu Zhanyan could still see clearly that the 3,000 battalions led by his father Zhu Gaoxu had already entered the enemy formation.

The four armies led by the old man arrived quickly, and the left and right sentinel armies and the left and right armies were divided into two armies, which two armies Zhu Zhanyan could not tell the difference, and could only see that the two armies were blocked in the east, and the two armies went around to both sides of the Alutai Department.

With the addition of reinforcements, the 3,000 battalions were obviously motivated, and immediately turned to the north, and the north did not know whether it was the right sentinel army or the right sentry army.

Zhu Zhanyan only felt trembling all over.

He used to always think that science and technology were the primary productive forces, the first of the Ming Dynasty's combat power was the Shenji Battalion, and the second was the relic cavalry of the old era.

But now, his mind has been turned upside down.

With the coordination of infantry and cavalry, the cavalry charged into formation, and the spearmen were indomitable, although the damage was not small, but it dealt a devastating blow to the enemy.

With this charge alone, Zhu Zhanyan felt that at least about 3,000 enemy troops had lost their combat effectiveness.

Of course, this effect is a bit exaggerated, this is mainly caused by the siege of the Ming army, the chaos of the Aru Taibu, under normal circumstances, the coordinated rush of infantry and cavalry is more of a division effect, and the number of kills is secondary.

The war below was soon over.

Although the Shenji Battalion and the Chinese Army had not yet arrived, there were more than 100,000 people in the Fourth Army with only 3,000 battalions and five military battalions.

"Let's go......" Zhu Zhanyan was a little disappointed, but he still opened his mouth to greet Zhu Ling, Zhu Ping, and Pang Ying of Jinyiwei.

The war is over, and there will be no Tatars in the world after that, even if Benjamin still has an heir who has not been caught, but the Tatars will never appear again.

The next time I come to the steppe, it will be Warat, it will be the Uryanha Sanwei, but it can't be Tatar.