"Dog-like Polohu, you are deceiving God!" Bilige Khan raised his knife and rushed towards Polohu, but Polohu just pushed away Bilgehan's scimitar.
"So what if I deceive you? I still think that I am a completely ignorant Great Khan!" After deciding to rebel, Polohu, who broke through his moral lower limit, completely let himself go and began to mock the Great Khan who was once loyal to him.
"Death!" Bilige Khan's knife was swung faster and faster!
"How could I ever be sorry for you? Just tell me!" Bilig Khan asked Polohu again and again while brandishing his knife.
"..."
Polo suddenly had nothing to say. In fact, he and Bilige Khan Yirentai had known each other since childhood. After decades of life, Yirentai had nothing to say about his attitude.
Apart from his lack of ability, Yi Rentai is actually a very good Khan.
It's a pity that in this world of jungle, the most terrible thing is the lack of ability.
Since Yi Rentai was still the crown prince, he had never defeated the Qi army on the battlefield. Yi Rentai's reputation was getting lower and lower as he was defeated by the Qi army again and again.
Boluo suddenly looked unbearable, but when he thought that his tribe was in danger, his eyes gradually became firmer.
"Great Khan, Dayuan is hopeless, Ordos wants to survive!"
The two scimitars crossed again, and Boluohu's voice reached Bilig Khan's ears.
Bilig Khan's body was shaken.
On weekdays, all Huitai Ji who are loyal to the Khan Court have been saying that Dayuan is still good. This was also reflected in the war with Mobei. The Khan Court is still powerful.
Victory after victory blinded their reason. After hearing the news that the Qi army was heading north again, the pleasure of being invincible made them feel that defeating the Qi army was not difficult.
Sure enough, the Qi army came, but when they fought against the Qi army again, they found that they were still the same weak selves.
The one who could only watch the Oirat rebellion, unable to withstand the Qi army's front, even Mobei Khalkha wanted to step on him, the weak self
Polo suddenly tore apart everyone's fantasies and grabbed a handful of bloody reality and placed it on his face.
"Dayuan, Dayuan..."
Bilighan sneered and weakly lowered his hand that was holding the steel knife tightly.
"Oh, you're right, Dayuan, it's hopeless. Polohu, go away and don't come back again. From today on, you are Ordos Khan." Bilige Khan felt that everything had become boring. .
"Sweat!"
"Go away! I tell you to go away!" Bilige Khan lowered his head. There were just water drops dripping from his neatly groomed beard onto the saddle.
Maybe it's sweat.
Boluo suddenly turned over and dismounted, and kowtowed heavily to Bilige Khan several times, until his head was bleeding. Then he stood up and mounted his horse.
"Irentai, please take care!" Polo choked suddenly, looked deeply at Yirentai, turned around sharply, and walked out of the city gate without looking back.
"Irentai...Anda..." Bilighan recited a few words silently and laughed at himself.
Do I, a person who has subjugated my country, deserve an answer?
"Profuse sweat, profuse sweat!" Ombu Chuhu'er also rode a bumpy horse and came to Bilige Khan's side, hanging his old waist in pain.
"Great Khan, where is the thief Polohu?"
"I let him go." Bilige Khan looked at the north expressionlessly.
"Let go, Khan..." Ombu Chuhu'er looked shocked.
"Go back, Old Master. He wants to leave. There is no way to stop him."
"But…"
"Okay! Let's go back..."
Bilige Khan turned his horse's head and rode towards the Khan Court.
"Khan, Khan! They are all rebelling!"
Bilige Khan quickly stopped his horse and looked at the soldiers kneeling on the ground with confusion.
"The Great Khan, Ordos tribe, Yongshebu tribe, and Asut tribe all rushed toward the north gate with their troops!"
As if the defense wanted to confirm the soldiers' words, a puff of smoke appeared on each road, getting closer and closer to the north gate.
Soon, Hutaiji from each tribe and his tribesmen who stayed in Xilinhot City came to the north gate and confronted Bilige Khan.
"Irentai, get out of my way!" A Hutaiji shouted arrogantly towards Bilige Khan with a riding crop.
"Presumptuous! Mo Rigen, how dare you be so presumptuous in Khan!"
"Bullshit Khan! I brought all the soldiers here to work for him Yi Rentai, hoping to prevent the Qi army from turning around! How did your beloved Khan do it? Bastard, he brought the whole Khan court with three hundred thousand greens Even if Zhuang was beaten like this, he deserves to be my great sweat!
I will stop talking today. From today on, I will rebel. From now on, I will be called Yongshe Buhan! "
"I will be Asut Khan in the future!"
"I..."
A group of Hutaiji were arrogant and arrogant in front of Dayuan Khan, but Bilige Khan's face was full of calm.
Seeing Bilige Khan's expressionless look, the Huitai Jis gradually became quiet.
"That's it, let's get out." Bilige Khan stared at the leader, Yongxie Buhuntaiji. After being a great Khan for many years, he still had a majestic look, coupled with some guilt from deep inside, he could see Yongshebhan lowered his head and quickly got out of the way.
Tumote Hutaiji Ombu Chuhuer glared at these treacherous thieves. Finally, he looked up to the sky helplessly and sighed, riding his horse in pursuit of Bilig Khan.
"Great Khan, can you let it go like this..."
"Teacher, I leave the crown prince to you."
Bilig Khan interrupted Ombu Chuhu'er's words, causing the old man to be stunned for a while.
"Great sweat..." Ombu Chuhu'er, who was nearly seventy years old, realized something.
"Teacher, I am not a qualified Khan. I will leave the Crown Prince and Queen to you. Take Chahar's men and go north to find Mandulu."
"Khan, no, the old minister and the warriors of Tumut can fight again, they can fight again!" Old Ombu Chuhu'er looked at Yirentai who was leaving in the distance with tears.
"Forget it, teacher, don't add any more dead souls, I'm tired, I want to rest..."
Approaching the gate of the Khan Court, a boy about fourteen years old ran out.
"Father!" The person who came was none other than Crown Prince An Tong.
"My son is here just in time. Go and gather our Chahar tribe, and go to Mantulu with your Eji and the old master."
"Father, what about you?" An Tong looked shocked.
He has been running around with Bilige Khan since he was a child. He knows that with the battle now like this, Xilinhot can no longer be defended, so it is necessary to escape. But according to his father Khan's wishes, does he not want to leave?
"Stop talking nonsense, go and take your Eji and your tribe with you. I will give you the Khan name Puyan Du. From today on, you will be the Mongol Great Khan. Don't let me, Bo'er, have only Jin clan." His bloodline is cut off, now, leave quickly!" After saying that, Bilige Khan turned around and walked into the Khan Court, leaving only An Tong and Ombu Chuhu'er standing outside the palace gate.
. . . . . .
"Shenji Camp, blow up the city gate for me!"
Jia Hui, who had easily captured the Ximen Military Camp, gave instructions to the Shenji Camp that was sent over.
The officers and soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, who were dragging a carriage of gunpowder, quickly stepped forward and dug a shallow pit for the gunpowder at the city gate. After putting the gunpowder into the pit according to the packets, the people of the Shenji Battalion retreated one after another, leaving only two people behind. Individuals are responsible for lighting the fire.
After a group of people retreated to a safe distance, only two people were seen running away wildly.
The city wall seemed to jump up, and the simple city gate tower flew up into the air and was blown to pieces. The sound was not loud, but it was very dull.
The horses under the cavalry soldiers whined and swayed in place. The muffled sound caused by the explosion made them feel extremely uncomfortable.
The dust dispersed, and the original city gate suddenly disappeared in front, leaving only a large gap.
Jia Hui grinned and pointed with his long spear.
"Xilinhot has been defeated, all soldiers, follow me into the city!"
Jia Hui, the follower of the Western Front Horse Army, entered this last city of the Yuan Dynasty.
At the same time, Lin Jin and Guan Sheng entered the city in the same way from the other two gates.
Ruda, the commander of the first camp at the south gate, also successfully climbed the city wall with the help of a siege chisel.
. . . . . .
Yi Rentai returned to his Khan seat and carefully looked at this palace that belonged to him.
There was a sound of footsteps behind him.
"Great Khan." Queen Boyan suddenly came over. Behind her, there were also a group of palace servants holding firewood in their arms.
"Ah, the queen is here, come quickly." He didn't pay attention to the movements of the palace people. Yi Rentai waved and signaled Boyan Hudu to come to him.
The smart Boyan Hudu had already guessed what his husband was thinking when the crown prince came to pick him up. After rejecting his son's request, Boyan Hudu came to her husband.
Boyan suddenly sat next to Yi Rentai, saying nothing, just looking at her husband's face quietly.
"This is not like you. You, who have always followed etiquette, dare to go against my will."
Boyan suddenly resisted the order when he said it, but the smile on his face could not be hidden.
Putting his arms around the woman who had been with him for nearly thirty years, Yi Rentai was also looking at her carefully, wanting to carve this face deeply into his soul and not letting go of a corner.
"I thought you were going to say that cuddling is not etiquette again!"
Yi Rentai looked tenderly at those big eyes that were rare on the grassland.
"Now, Boyan Hudu is just Boyan Hudu, and Yirentai is just Yirentai."
Boyan suddenly smiled. The wind and sand on the grassland did not defeat this woman. She still had snow-white skin and delicate facial features.
But after all, she could not defeat the years, crow's feet appeared in the corners of her eyes, and her body shape was inevitably out of shape after giving birth to six children for Yi Rentai.
But Yi Rentai is still obsessed with Boyan Hudu.
Yirentai and Boyan suddenly looked at each other, with each other in their eyes.
"It's been really hard on you for following me around all these years," Yi Rentai looked at Boyan Hudu with a trace of guilt in his eyes.
"It is Boyanhudu who felt sorry for Yirentai. Boyanhudu married Yirentai when he was thirteen years old, but it was not until Boyanhudu was 26 years old that he gave birth to a healthy child. If so, If those poor children had not died in infancy, Yi Rentai would not have been so hard..."
“It’s hard work, it’s just useless work.
The person I owe the most in my life is you. You married me when you were 13 years old, but I didn't let you live a good life for a day. "
Yi Rentai stroked Boyan Hudu's cheek.
"Sometimes, I also wonder, if you were not Hongjila's noble daughter, and I was not Bo'er's direct blood, what would it be like..."
Boyan suddenly chuckled.
"Then we may not be able to get married. You will be a poor boy from Chahar then. How stupid do you have to be to travel thousands of miles to the Xianbei Mountains to marry me?"
Yi Rentai held Boyan Hudu deeply in his arms, and Boyan Hudu rested his head on Yi Rentai's chest.
"I will definitely go, in this life, the next life, the next life, and forever. Yi Rentai's wife will only be Boyan Hudu."
Boyan's eyes suddenly turned red.
"Irentai."
Yirentai didn't answer, just looked at his wife in his arms quietly.
The footsteps outside the palace gradually faded away, and only an old palace man walked in.
"Khan, Ketun, and firewood are all put away."
"Well, after lighting up, let's run for our lives."
Yi Rentai said casually without raising his head.
The old palace man took a few steps back, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed heavily to the Khan and Ke Dun.
Then he stood up and left the palace with three steps.
After a while, a burning smell came from outside the door.
The sound of horse hooves came, getting closer and closer.
A black armored general wearing a shiny black cloak appeared in front of Yi Rentai.
Not paying attention to the gradually burning flames, Jia Hui walked into the palace.
"You are late, General Jia. The Great Seal of Dayuan has been given to my child An Tong to take away. There are only two corpses here that are about to become ashes."
Bilig Khan looked at Jia Hui calmly. As early as when the Qi army left Yanjing, the spies in Yanjing had already passed on information about the main figures of this army.
Because of this information, you can get a lot of information just by asking anyone on the street.
Therefore, Jia Hui didn't care at all that Dayuan Khan knew about his affairs. If he couldn't even find out about the enemy's commander-in-chief, Yuanting would not be worthy of fighting Daqi for a hundred years.
"Does the Great Khan think Mandulu can stop Da Qi's troops?"
"At least Mantulu is loyal enough to properly resettle An Tong even if he is defeated. As for you Qi people.
Oh, your Qi people's emperor, ah no, he is the Supreme Emperor now. Your Qi people's Supreme Emperor's character is too inferior. Even if Mantulu hands An Tong to Oirat, it will be safer than giving it to you Qi people! "
Bilig Khan said to Jia Hui with a sarcastic look.
Jia Hui was ashamed and didn't know what to say.
Feeling that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, now that Dayuan's national seal had been taken away, Jia Hui didn't plan to waste time.
"Since the Great Khan has passed on the throne of Khan to your country's Crown Prince Andong Bayar, Na Hui will not disturb the worthy couple to die, and we will see you again if we are destined.
Oh, by the way, is there anything I can help you with? "
Jia Hui asked the two people on the couch.
"I really have something to trouble the general. The old man outside the door is my dowry and has been with me for nearly forty years. She is the only old man who came with me back then.
I don't ask the general to treat her well, I just hope that one day the general can send her back to Hongji's tribe, okay? "Bo Yan suddenly looked at Jia Hui with a pleading look on his face.
Her son had been sent away, and she had to leave with her husband. The only concern she had left was the old palace man who had accompanied her all the way.
The old palace man outside the door knelt on the ground, unable to kneel down.
"Okay, just don't worry about the incidental matter."
"Thank you so much, General." After saying that, Boyan suddenly closed his eyes.
Jia Hui looked deeply at the two people who were calmly going to die, shook his head, turned around and left the palace that was already on fire.
"General, that's the imperial seal of Meng Yuan?"
Xie Yong, Lin Jin and others who also rushed to the Khan Court gathered around and looked at Jia Hui expectantly.
"I was sent away, but it's not a big deal. Prince An Tong of Mengyuan Dynasty went to Mantulu. Our next target is also there. Okay, let's go and lighten the casualties. The commander should be there too." I'll pick up the road." After saying that, Jia Hui left on horseback.
The generals present did not take An Tong's escape seriously. When deducing the battle, it was inevitable that An Tong or Bilige Khan would take advantage of the chaos to escape. It would be best to catch them, but it would not hurt to escape. After all, There was only one place for them to go, and that was Mantulu's headquarters.
As for the Horqin Department, it is too far away and there are too many variables for them to get there.
Looking at the palace that was on fire, and seeing Yirentai and Boyanhudu being buried in the fire, everyone started to put out the fire.
Even as enemies, they wanted to free Bilige Khan as soon as possible. After all, he had been beaten violently by Daqi for nearly thirty years and had never won. Such a life was too miserable, and they deeply sympathized with him.
In addition, Bilige Khan has passed the throne to the crown prince, and the full set of ceremonial and national seals have been taken away. Then Bilige Khan himself is not of much use. At most, he will be captured and danced for the Second Saint. Let nature take its course and let the fire take them away, and their sons can be captured and danced for the Second Saint.
Fortunately, the main hall is also separated from other palaces by a certain distance, so there is no other loss except the main hall.
. . . . . .
East City.
The residence of Tumote Huitaiji Ombu Chuhuer.
This is actually the Taishi Mansion of Yuanting, but since it was built, only Ombu Chuhu'er has lived there, and it has also evolved into the meeting hall of the Tumote Department.
Yun Yu sat in the main seat and listened to everyone's battle reports.
After the report, Yun Yu encouraged everyone and everyone left in a sensible manner, leaving only Jia Hui.
"One hundred and fifty thousand against four hundred thousand is still a siege. If we win, the loss will be less than 20,000. Not bad, very good." Yun Yu pinched his beard and looked at Jia Hui and said.
"Here... do you think I have any shortcomings?" Jia Hui asked humbly.
It's rare to get a big shot to help with a comprehensive review and ask for advice. Jia Hui quickly took the map and spread it on the table.
“Actually, there are still some shortcomings.
For example, the infantry formation is too conservative and crude. You should be like this. This way, it will be better if you line up like this. But it’s not your fault. I heard that fellow Lu Guan say that you have been fighting on horseback since you joined the army. Even when attacking a city, you went straight up. I understand that you are not good at using foot formations. After all, he is Lu Guan. There was no formal military formation throughout the whole process.
Then the position of the cavalry is not right. I understand what you mean. If you want the cavalry to have sufficient impact, you don't put the cavalry in the formation, but outside.
But have you ever thought about what will happen if your cavalry misses the opportunity or enters the battlefield early? "
Jia Hui fell into deep thought.
"Furthermore, there is no reserve force deployed to guard against the elite troops in Beicheng. However, these troops lined up in the north have always been used by the Yuan people as a backup, and they will basically not be used. It is not wrong, but you have to remember that your enemy It won’t be just Yuan Ren, remember to be prepared to deal with all kinds of enemy forces next time!”
Yun Yu pointed at Jia Hui with a small wooden stick and said.
"Yes, Xiao Ke has learned a lesson." Jia Hui listened humbly.
“There’s not much else, but again, there aren’t so many things and so much time for you to prepare.
I know that you are in the Western Regions, including Lu Guan. The sparse army, the long distance between cities, and the harsh environment of the desert have made you develop the habit of always preparing everything to the best of your ability.
But each place has its own way of playing, and adapting measures to local conditions is the best. Responding to changes by staying the same is sometimes not necessarily the right answer. Okay, you can go and rest. "
"Then, what is your assessment of this battle..."
"Very good, no matter how you fight, as long as you can win more with less, win the battle, control losses within a certain range, and achieve strategic goals, you are the right one.
But we can't win in a fight, and we can't achieve our strategic goals. No matter how good others say it, no matter how wonderful the formation drawing is, it is just a waste of paper talk.
As a commander-in-chief, it is enough to lead everyone to win the war while minimizing losses as much as possible! "
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