"Tu Mian Na Yan is dead, Tu Mian Na Yan is dead!"
Tabin Nayan of the Yuan army who was still fighting with the Qi army took the opportunity to look back and suddenly found that the Qi army general who had penetrated his own cavalry army was standing next to his Sulu Ding, and behind him, there were already several His own general was lying on the ground, his life and death unknown, but he was then overwhelmed by the heavy cavalry of the Qi army who followed him out.
Tabin Nayan was horrified and shouted at the top of his lungs.
"Run!"
After saying that, he squeezed toward the southwest like crazy.
When the Yuan troops who were still fighting with the Qi army heard the man's shouting, they looked at the Yaqi behind them in disbelief.
The Sulu ingot given by the Great Khan to Daologentaiji was chopped down by the general of the Qi army!
Without saying a word, they desperately broke out of the encirclement. The Yuan army, which exploded with a strong survival instinct, became more and more crazy as they got bigger. The Qi army was actually suppressed for a while.
"Let them go!" Thousands of households in the team shouted one after another.
When the Qi army heard this order, they could only fight and retreat, and let them go.
When the remnants of the Western Front army saw that the Qi army had made way for the gap, they whipped their horses and ran towards the gap without saying a word, and left the battlefield without looking back.
After fighting with the Qi army for so long, I am already worthy of the military salary given by the Great Khan!
The Yuan army who escaped consciously reorganized their teams into tribes and rushed towards the temporary pastures allocated by the Great Khan to each tribe near Xilinhot.
Jia Hui also saw Yuan Jun fleeing towards the west. The corners of his mouth under the mask grew wider and wider, and he laughed.
"Hahaha, the Western Front is defeated, the Western Front is defeated! Give me the order to raise the Black Tiger Flag!" Jia Hui laughed wildly and shouted at the heavy cavalry who were following. The trumpeters in the crowd understood and soared into the sky. The long sound soars into the sky!
Immediately afterwards, Jia Hui handed the Sulu ingot in his hand to the soldiers behind him, and the soldiers immediately turned their horses and ran towards the end of the team.
"Quickly, raise the black tiger flag!" Hearing the trumpet sound coming from the direction of Jia Hui, Lin Chong also shouted excitedly to the chess players. The chess players excitedly stretched out their hands to the black tiger flag wrapped around the spearhead. Several times he failed to untie the rope that bound the flag.
Seeing the chess player's clumsiness, Lin Chong hurriedly stepped forward to grab the flag. He tried three times with trembling hands before pulling away the rope. A crimson triangular flag embroidered with a black tiger pouncing on food naturally hung down. Lin Chong quickly lifted it up. The strong wind blew up the crimson Daqi military flag, and the vicious tiger that pounced on food fluttered in the wind.
Immediately afterwards, the flag bearers in the team also raised the black tiger and red flag one after another.
Jia Hui's soldiers also arrived at the end of the team and called a few flag bearers. The flag bearers raised the flag and followed the general's soldiers towards the direction of the infantry.
"The Yuan Army on the Western Front is defeated, the Yuan Army on the Western Front is defeated!" The soldiers held the Sulu ingot high, waving it while shouting in Mongolian to the remaining Yuan Army.
Those Yuan troops who were still entangled with Yang Zhi and the infantry were shocked when they saw the Sulu ingot. They recognized it. The Qi army cavalry was holding the native cotton nayan that the Great Khan had given to their western front troops. That sulu tablet from Dologentaiji!
"Dologentaiji is dead, Dologentaiji is dead, we are defeated, defeated!" Someone kept shouting in fear.
"You fart, that's a lie, that's a lie made by Qi Gou!" Zawain Nayan, the leader of the team, slashed to death a young man who was shouting out of control and yelled towards the surrounding area.
"Aha!" A sad cry came from behind. Zawen Nayan turned around subconsciously, and a scimitar full of gaps hit him in the face.
The last face Zhawen Nayan saw before his death was a childish, sad and crazy face, but it looked similar to the young man who had just been hacked to death by him.
Is it his degree?
"Give me Aha's life, give me Aha's life!" The young man slashed his scimitar wildly towards the body lying on the horse's neck, shouting "Aha" sadly over and over again.
"You are looking for death!" Zawain Nayan's cronies also woke up from the accident in which their master was stabbed in the back by a friendly army. In horror, they also picked up the scimitars in their hands and hacked the crazy young man to death with the same craziness.
"Chahar's bastards, if they dare to kill our Tumut people, kill them!" The young Tumut people in the crowd turned red, picked up their knives and pointed at the few Zawain Nayan's cronies. Cut it off.
"Tumote barbarian is looking for death!" At this moment, Chahar's cavalry were also angry and started killing others around them.
"Ah! Where are you going to chop those bastards from Chahar? Warriors of Yongshebu, kill these bastards!"
The Qi troops in the military formation were dumbfounded as they watched the Yuan troops who had been fighting with them just now start killing each other.
"General, do you want to fight now?" An infantryman, Qianhu, was also numb and asked dryly towards the equally shocked general beside him.
"Here... let the brothers from the Shenji Battalion go up. The brothers from the Che Camp should be more vigilant. As soon as that group of people rush towards us, immediately give way to the Shenji Battalion and disperse them with bowl-mouth blunderbuss!" said the left-wing infantry soldier. The Lord came to his senses and ordered.
The messenger immediately went to deliver the order.
"Oh, by the way, what are they shouting?" The general noticed the horse soldier holding the Sulu ingot high and shouting outside the formation. He was in disbelief and quickly asked for confirmation.
Qianhu listened carefully, then suddenly opened his eyes wide and turned to the general.
"Back to the general, they are shouting that the Western Front, the Western Front, the Yuan Army on the Western Front has been defeated!" Qianhu said stumblingly.
"What? The Yuan Army on the Western Front has been defeated? Hurry! Everyone shout together, the Yuan Army on the Western Front has been defeated, the Yuan Army on the Western Front has been defeated! Shout out to me!" The general shouted to the sky, learning to respond in Mongolian. The group of flag bearers holding Sulu ingots ran away.
Immediately afterwards, the Qi troops on the western front started shouting one after another, with colleagues who understood Mongolian correcting them. However, the whole sentence was still complete. More and more people shouted and gradually spread to the Chinese army.
"What, the general has crushed the Yuan Army on the Western Front? Come on, let's shout together! The Yuan Army on the Western Front has been defeated!" Xie Yong was also confused. He didn't expect that the Yuan Army on the Western Front was defeated so quickly , but as a qualified general, he also shouted.
No matter whether the Yuan Army on the Western Front is really defeated or not, as long as it can affect the morale of the rest of the Yuan Army, it is worthwhile to shout along.
Immediately afterwards, the news of the defeat of the Yuan Army on the Western Front spread in the three directions of southeast, north and south.
"The Yuan Army on the Western Front was defeated..." Guan Sheng, who was fighting a bitter battle with the Yuan Army on the Eastern Front, also heard the shouts of his own infantry. He was ecstatic and started shouting.
"Damn, he deserves it. Jia Hui is the Great Sima General. I accept it." Once again, a stick smashed to death a Yuan Army young general. Lin Jin gasped and heard the sound coming from the west.
Lin Jin, who had always been unconvinced by Jia Hui's reward, sighed with emotion, and a burst of heroic spirit emerged in his chest. With a roar, he rushed into the stunned Yuan army again.
"Run, run, the west is defeated!" The Yuan army on the eastern front, whose morale had been severely hit by the death of their native cotton, also collapsed and rushed towards the east risking their lives.
Their morale was low because of the death of Yan Menggen, their native cotton man, in the battle. They originally expected to be able to wait for support, but when they heard the news of the defeat in the west, they could no longer hold on!
Guan Sheng smiled. He knew that his position as a Qianhu household was secure!
"Why are you still standing there? Follow me and rush to the military camp in the east city!" Lin Jin put on a new war horse, shouted at Guan Sheng, and rode towards the east of the city again.
"Guan Qianhu, this is a new war horse!" Several people temporarily loaned by Jia Hui to serve as Guan Sheng's personal soldiers also brought a horse. Guan Sheng quickly put on another war horse and led others to run towards the east city. go.
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West Line.
Dao Legen, who was preparing the remaining troops in the military camp in the west of the city, also vaguely heard the Qi army's shouts.
"What? I'm dead?" Dao Legen looked at his cowards with a puzzled look on his face. Suddenly, he felt something was wrong.
"Hey, Buhe, where is my Sulu ingot?" Dao Legen finally knew something was wrong. His Sulu ingot given by the Great Khan was gone!
Dao Legen looked at the helpless Bu He with an unkind look, his right hand resting on his waist knife.
"Little, little," Bu He finally remembered why he was restless along the way. He always felt that he had dropped something!
A cold light flashed, and Bu He's head fell to the ground. Dao Legen, who was still angry, slashed Bu He several times again as if to vent his anger, and kicked the head off the ground.
"Quickly, enter the city, I want to discuss matters with Huitaiji!" Daolegen turned around, mounted his horse and ran towards the west gate. The timid men glanced at the corpse on the ground with complicated expressions, and left quickly.
After entering the city gate, Daolegen waited for his cowards to also come in. He glanced gloomily at the camp outside the city and ordered:
"Come here, seal Ximen for me!"
"What? Dologentaiji, what should we do with the warriors outside the sealed door?"
The guard guard looked in disbelief.
"Stop talking nonsense, the Qi people are coming to attack. If anything happens to Ximen, will you be able to benefit from it? Why don't you go and do it!" Dao Legen whipped the guard guard over with a whip, knocked his horse on the belly, and headed towards the middle city. He ran to his home in Jibolohu, Hutai, Ordos.
Due to martial law during the war, there was no one on the street, and Dao Legen quickly arrived at Boluohu's house.
"Slave Daolegen meets Huitai Ji!"
As a Taiji in the Ordos Department, Dao Legen can enter his own Huitai Ji's mansion without notification, as long as he does not enter the backyard. Soon, Dao Legen, who was sitting in the main hall, saw his own Huitai Ji.
"Without courtesy, sit down. If you are not commanding the battle in the west, why are you coming to my house?" Polo suddenly knew that it must be a big deal for Dao Legen to leave the army to find him, so he did not beat around the bush, but was very serious. Asked directly.
Dao Legen was silent for two breaths, then immediately knelt on the ground, hugged Boluohu's thigh with his knees and began to cry bitterly.
"Huntaiji, please save me, Huitaiji, please save me! Qi Gou's attack just now was too fierce, so I had no choice but to lead my army back to the West Camp. I want to rely on the defenses of West Camp to deal with Qi Gou. But who would have imagined that the slave's cowardice actually threw away the Sulu ingot given by the Great Khan, and now it is being spread outside that the slave has been killed!"
"What! Go to hell!" Polohu was shocked, and then slapped Donglegen in the face angrily. Donglegen staggered, but still did not let go of Polohu's thigh.
"You damn bitch, you think my Dayuan is too strong, don't you? How dare you throw down the Sulu Ding! I'll beat you to death, you bastard!" Polohu became more and more angry and pulled out the machete on the table. It's about to hit Daole's root.
Several Ordos civil and military officials who were good friends with Daolegen quickly stepped forward to hold the two of them.
"Huntaiji, if you want to kill him, don't kill him! Daolegen is your cousin! It's not a pity for him to die, but if you kill him, the morale of the army outside will not come back. Huitaiji, I am Yuan is not good at defending the city. If this continues, Xilinhot will be in danger sooner or later and will be captured by the Qi people. Let’s think about what to do next!”
A Taiji snatched the scimitar from Boluohu's hand, put it back into the scabbard, and then shouted towards Boluohu.
Suddenly, everyone in the main hall fell silent, and they focused their attention on Bo Luohu.
"Alas..." Polo suddenly let out a long sigh, shook off the people holding him, and slumped on the chair helplessly.
The Monan Royal Court was in such a state of decline, but Bo Luohu still supported the Khan Court, which was enough to prove his loyalty to the Khan Court.
To be honest, the Ordos tribe under his leadership, Bolohu, has really sacrificed too much for the Khan's court. It is the last chance for Ordos to withdraw at this time, but Bo Luohu, who has been a loyal minister to the Khan's court for decades, Luo Hu still couldn't pass his level.
Caught between his own loyalty and the survival of the Ordos tribe, Polohu was struggling in his heart.
"Huntaiji, think about our tribesmen, think about our youth, we have brought out all the men in the tribe who can fight!
Think about the women left behind in the tribe. If we die under Xilinhot City, how can they possibly keep the family business in Ordos! "A Taiji's words became the last straw that overwhelmed Boluohu. Boluohu woke up as if from a dream and looked at the people in the hall.
"No fight, the survival of our Ordos is the most important. Hurry, go and gather the tribesmen in the city. If our tribesmen are scattered outside, they will definitely return to the foothold of our tribe in the west!
The west side may have been surrounded by Qi people, go to the north gate, let's fight out from the north gate together! "
Polohu gave orders to his subordinates in a clear and logical manner. Civil and military officials went out to summon their own Qixue guards. Fortunately, no one brought their own female relatives into the city. There were only maids given by the Khan in the mansion. Since they had decided to run away , then they are not important.
Everyone left, except for Daole Gen, who had been kneeling on the ground.
"Who are you showing this to? Why don't you get out of here!" Bo Luo suddenly kicked Dao Legen hard, and Dao Legen felt relieved and ran out crawling.
Soon, everyone returned to Polohu's mansion with their troops, fully armed.
"Huitaiji, give the order. All the brothers in the city are here!" A Taiji stood up first.
"Very good, go to the North City and break out of the siege!" After saying that, Polo suddenly jumped on his horse and ran towards the North City Gate. The others followed suit.
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In the golden tent in the center of the city, Bilige Khan and others also received news of the collapse of the Western Front.
The pure gold tea bowl was thrown out of the tent, and Bilige Khan was roaring!
"Dog-like Dao Legen, how did he lead the army! All 80,000 troops were wiped out! Even the 80,000 sheep would not have been killed so quickly! Dao Legen deserves to die!"
Bilige Khan swept the things on the table to the ground. Still not satisfied, he picked up the porcelain bottle on the shelf and threw it to the ground.
The corner of Ombu Chuhu'er's mouth twitched. The broken porcelain pieces on the ground, but the few in the Khan Court were old objects fired in the Central Plains period.
When you get older, you can't afford to be greedy.
"Tell me, Ombuchuhu'er, is this true?" He stared at Ombuchuhu'er, as if he wanted to hear from him that the annihilation of the entire army was false news.
"Great Khan, I'm afraid it's true. The cavalry in the west have collapsed and fled." Ombu Chuhu'er lowered his head and said to Bilige Khan.
"Damn, damn, damn! Dao Legen deserves to die, and Polohu deserves to die even more! Come on, call Polohu for me!"
Since Daolegen belongs to you, Polohu, then the responsibility for this defeat belongs to you!
Before Qie Xue could walk out of the tent, a messenger ran in.
"Report! Report to the Great Khan that Bolohu Hutaiji took the Ordos people to the north of the city!"
"What! Damn it, Polohu wants to run! Prepare your horse!"
Bilige Khan was so angry that he picked up the scimitar on the table and rushed out of the tent.
"Profuse sweat, profuse sweat! You are all dead people, hurry up and follow!" The old Ombu Chuhu'er did not stop Bilige Khan at all, and quickly shouted at the timid people around him. Then they followed together.
"Quickly, prepare a horse for me too. I want to see what that boy Bolohu is going to do!" Ombu Chuhu'er also rushed out of the camp and headed towards the north of the city.
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North Gate.
The people from the Ordos tribe were confronting the soldiers guarding the city.
"Who are you? You are not worthy of talking to our Huitaiji. Get out of here!" Bo Luohu's timid Xue kicked a soldier to the ground with an arrogant look. Tabin who was guarding the city gate had a sneer on his face. Ran over.
"Oh, it's Boluohu Hutaiji. I'm here to pay my respects to Hutaiji. May I ask if Hutaiji has anything important to do to leave the city? Could it be that he wants to take our Ordos batels out of the city camp? But this is not a battlefield. Direction?
Excuse me for being rude, you..."
"Bolohu, I will kill you!"
Before the city guard Tabin finished his words, there was a sound of horse hoofbeats in the distance. Everyone turned around and saw that it was Bilige Khan who was charging towards everyone in the Ordos tribe with a knife.
"Huntaiji, hurry up, I'll stop them!" Daolegen slashed Tabinayan who was standing there in a daze, and then killed Bilige Khan's guards who were running towards them.
"Come back! Take everyone and rush out. I still have a debt to settle with Yi Rentai!" After saying that, Polo suddenly pulled out the knife and rushed over with his timidity. Dao Legen's face was ashen and he could only Obey Huitaiji's order.
"Warriors of Ordos, charge with me!" Daolegen rushed towards the gate with a ferocious look on his face, fighting with the Chahar soldiers who came to support him.
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