"Damn, he's dead! Brothers, show me your real skills!"
In the valley, the six thousand remaining Khalkha troops instantly split into two groups and started fighting each other.
The tent at the other end is smaller than Tumenken's, but it is the only tent here. Puyan Duhan and three others are being detained here.
"Great Khan, what a great opportunity, they are causing chaos on their own, let's run away!"
Ubash quietly took out a small scraper from the sole of his boot. This small scraper has been sewn into the layer of the sole of Ubash's boot to prevent accidents.
Ubashi first cut off the rope bit by bit with his hands behind his back, rubbed his wrist, and immediately pulled out the same small knife from the other boot. Ombu Chuhuer and Puyan Duhan saw Like this, he quickly turned his back to Ubash, and Ubash moved forward, using both hands together to cut the rope between the two of them at the same time.
"Ubash, you have a lot of good things!" Ombu Chuhu'er was also rubbing his wrists and looked at Ubash and said with emotion.
"Look at what you said, Grand Master, a few days ago I also planned to secretly cut off the rope and steal a horse to the Khan Court..."
Speaking of Khan Court, the three of them fell silent together.
"It's okay, Ubashi. Sooner or later, I will do all the humiliation we have suffered on them!"
"Great Khan..." Ubashi didn't know what to say. He didn't even know if he could escape. It was too early to talk about revenge now.
"Okay, stop talking, Ubashi, you are the only one with good skills here. There is a person guarding the door, go and deal with him." Ombu Chuhu'er interrupted the conversation between the two and gave Ubashi A mission.
Ubash nodded, quietly walked to the tent door, took advantage of the guard's yawn, rushed up and broke the guard's neck.
"Master, where are we going?"
"Go around, take advantage of the chaos to take the national seal away from Tu Mengken's tent, and then run all the way to the southwest!"
"Hey, that's good!"
Everyone climbed up the hillside and climbed over close to the ground. The people below were fighting lively, and no one noticed them.
Soon, half an hour later, they finally climbed to the back of Tumenken's tent without any danger. Fortunately, the two parties deliberately stayed away from Tumenken's tent when they were fighting. Now, there is no one here. .
"Khan, look, are these the ones?"
After rummaging for a while, Ubash found a small box under the saddle. Ombu Chuhuer and Puyan Duhan came over and opened the box.
"Yes, yes, this is it, great, hurry up, run before they notice!"
Several people were about to escape under the cover of night. Suddenly, a vibration interrupted everyone's movements. They looked at each other for a few times and then turned to look at the entrance of the valley.
"Qi, Qi the dog is here again..."
The news of the Khan's assassination was so shocking that they completely forgot that they were still trapped in the valley.
"Dalintai, how can we... Hey, Dalintai, Dalintai! Dalintai, where did you die!"
Dalintai's party was still trying to find Dalintai for advice, but suddenly found that their leading brother was gone.
"Hahaha, that dog-like Dalintai must have run away. I know he must have killed the Great Khan!"
"Shut up! All the dogs are rushing towards me, is this the time to talk about this?"
"Uhhhhh!!!"
. . . . . .
Puyan Duhan and the other three lay down in the grass without daring to move. They watched helplessly as the Qi army's heavy cavalry rushed into the chaotic crowd of Khalkhas, cutting them apart like cheese. It has become several pieces, and there are fewer and fewer Khalkha people.
"Khan, before they notice us, run quickly..." Ombu Chuhu'er said softly to the two of them. Without waiting for their reaction, he stretched out his hand and crawled forward...
"Ahhh! My hands!"
A pair of big feet stepped heavily on the back of Ombu Chuhu'er's outstretched hand. The pain caused the old master to tremble all over and twist his body like a snake that was stepped on.
"Don't even move!"
Ubashi was about to rush over to save Ombu Chuhuer, but unexpectedly, two scimitars were placed on his and Puyan Duhan's necks.
I raised my head and discovered with vigilance that this was the Minhan Nayan Dalintai of the Khalkha people and the Tabin Nayan directly under him!
"Don't move, stay still!"
. . . . . .
The Khalkha people were unprepared and were rushed into the crowd by the Qi army's heavy cavalry. In less than half an hour, the entire army was wiped out.
When the moon was high in the sky, Jia Hui took off his helmet and turban, and sat on the horse that had been placed by the soldiers.
In the front, Puyan Duhan stood in front of Jia Hui, and Ubashi knelt on the ground.
"Oh, Prince An Tong, you made it easy for me to chase you. From Xilinhot to Ujimqin, then to Qiaoba Mountain, and finally to Beihai. I have to say, you two are really good at running!"
When Ombu Chuhu'er was about to say something, Puyan Duhan jumped out first.
"Shut up! Stop being pretentious. Isn't it you who is driving us away? Bah, your hypocritical face really disgusts me!"
Jia Hui stopped smiling and looked at him blankly.
"I can't tell, you are very brave. Why, you seem to be unconvinced?"
Puyan Duhan broke away from Ombu Chuhu'er and held his hand.
"I just refuse to accept it. You first attacked the Khan Court, then my camp, and then you attacked Tumengken when you arrived at Qiuba Mountain. Even just now, you still took advantage of the chaos to attack the last Khalkha people. By the way, you also attacked Tumengken. With Mandu Luhun Taiji, you must also have made a sneak attack, right?
You are a villain, a coward! If you have the guts, let's each take 10,000 people and fight head-on with real swords and guns! "
Ombu Chuhuer closed his eyes in pain, and there was silence around him.
"Pfft, hahahaha!"
I don’t know who laughed first, which instantly caused everyone to laugh.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Jia Hui also laughed, and it took a while before he recovered.
"Ha, Antong Bayar, it should be said that he is indeed a fourteen-year-old boy. A head-on confrontation? Are you crazy or am I crazy? Why should I set up a battle array to fight you when I can make a sneak attack? Are there any benefits? Can the losses be reduced? Or will my brothers die less?
You ask this old master, does he give priority to sneak attacks or formations? "
The wild laughter of the crowd made the fourteen-year-old Khan a little overwhelmed. In his impression, only by defeating his opponent head-on could he be considered a great leader. Battle looked at Ombu Chuhu'er blankly.
Ombu Chuhu'er burst into tears. He knew that Dayuan was completely finished. He looked at his sweating with red eyes and became heartbroken.
"Sneak...sneak attack..." After finishing the words with difficulty, Ombu Chuhuer fell to the ground as if he had aged ten years, not daring to look at the broken Taoist heart in sweat.
"Master, are you right to lie to me? You are just afraid that they will hurt me, so you are right to lie to me?"
Ombu Chuhu'er said nothing.
"Ha." An Tong lowered his head in frustration.
"That's it? You don't insist anymore?" Jia Hui looked at An Tong playfully.
An Tong heard the voices of the generals on the opposite side, and his broken Taoist heart was instantly reorganized. He just didn't want to lose his dignity in front of this man.
"I'm still not convinced, huh, coward!"
"Tsk, let's do it. In this way, a certain family will give Dahan a chance to eat a few good meals and sleep well. At noon the day after tomorrow, a certain family will allow Dahan to challenge him!"
"It's a deal!"
. . . . . .
"Is this the national seal of Meng Yuan?"
After letting people take An Tong and the other three away, Jia Hui entered the vulture's tent.
On the table in the center of the tent, the box that An Tong and the others had stolen from Tu Mengken's tent was open and placed there.
"General, I'm afraid, yes."
The spirit vulture tremblingly picked up the prepared drawings. This drawing had been carried with the army since Taizu's first Northern Expedition. Until now, in this eighteenth Northern Expedition, it has finally come in handy!
Jia Hui quickly grabbed the pattern and the piece of paper that the vulture had just printed, and compared every detail carefully. Finally, he slapped the two pieces of paper on the table.
"It's over, it's over, it's been a hundred years, the Yuan Dynasty has died..."
"General, do you want to report this news to everyone?"
Jia Hui calmed down again.
"No, it's not time yet. Let's wait until a certain family overthrows An Tong before telling anyone about it. Now, immediately, send back the news of Meng Yuan's national seal without leaking all the news!"
"Hey, I humble my duty and obey my orders!"
. . . . . .
The day after tomorrow.
During the few days when the remnants of the siege of Khalkha and An Tong were recovering, Jia Hui and others were not idle.
One thing is to worship Taizu's only failed Northern Expedition more than 80 years ago. After the Sixth Northern Expedition, the Jingguan and the scattered bones of the fallen soldiers were dug up, and after nine days of sorting and incineration, Finally, loading was completed the day before the duel between Jia Hui and An Tong.
The Qi army that had finished packing did not set off immediately, but formed a circle, surrounding its own general and the young Khan of Meng Yuan.
"A certain family is four years older than the Great Khan, taller and stronger than you. Don't say that a certain family is bullying you. Tell the Great Khan how you want to fight."
"...Okay, let's ride and shoot first."
An Tong looked at the big Qi Jiang, who was almost two heads taller than him, and silently accepted this suggestion.
Horse riding and archery are all about courage, eyesight and shooting skills, and have little to do with body shape.
"Come on, come on, bring my good horse to the Great Khan!"
The soldier quickly gave Jia Hui's spare horse that he was holding to An Tong, and with the help of Ubashi, he mounted the war horse.
Fifty steps apart, the two men rushed toward each other, face to face. Twenty steps forward soon.
The two of them raised their bows and nocked arrows at the same time. Jia Hui stood up first because of his height. An Tong had no choice but to lower his body and point upward.
Four steps later, An Tong took the lead to loosen the string. Jia Hui turned his head and the heavy arrow flew out close to the tip of his hair. Jia Hui also took the opportunity to loosen the string and instantly shot through An Tong's cymbal helmet and nailed it to the ground. He was so frightened. An Tong broke into a cold sweat.
Bang!
An Tong's arrow flew into the crowd and was knocked to the ground by Lin Jin's knife.
Afterwards, there were cavalry battles, infantry battles, long weapons, and short weapons taking turns, which made An Tong miserable.
Jia Hui hit An Tong in the stomach with a knee. He flew into the air for two seconds and fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up again.
Jia Hui patted the dust on his knees, and the soldier quickly handed the wet towel to Jia Hui.
After wiping his face, Jia Hui looked around at the army that followed him to Beihai Pan.
"Just the day before yesterday, we together annihilated the remnant troops of the Kharkhemungu Khan, and successfully captured the last direct bloodline of the Borzhijin clan, Andong Bayar!"
Everyone fell silent and listened to Jia Hui's words quietly.
"That night, Ye Bushou, Commander Lingjiu, told me that none of the national seals of Meng Yuan were left in our hands. The Great Khan was captured and the national seal was seized. Everyone already knows what's going on now, right? ?”
The breathing of the 50,000-strong army gradually became rapid.
"That's right, the Baoyuan Dynasty is dead, and it is in our hands. The hundred-year-long war between Daqi and the Mongolian Yuan, and the three-hundred-and-eighty-year war between the Han family and the Mengwu are over!"
"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"
"Da Qi will be victorious!"
The 50,000-strong army is boiling!
History was created by us!
"Hahaha, come on!
Clouds follow the dragon, wind follows the tiger, fame and fortune follow the dust and earth.
Looking at China, the people are suffering and the fertile land for thousands of miles is barren. "
When everyone heard Jia Hui singing the military song of Taizu, they also sang along!
"Look at the world, there are no barbarians in it, and only one man can make up for what is missing in the way of heaven.
A good man, regardless of his parents, only cares for the common people and not for the Lord.
Holding a steel knife of ninety-nine, he will stop after killing all Hu'er. "
In the sky over Beihai, the majestic and majestic singing of the sons of the Han family rang out again!
"I am a man, how can a man be willing to seize a horse and an ox?
A strong man drinks all the wine in his bowl and never looks back on a journey of thousands of miles.
The golden drums are beating together and the crowd is roaring, and the yellow dragon will not stop until it is broken! ! ! "
An Tong lay motionless on the ground, his head lowered, his eyes red, tears soaking the ground along the tip of his nose.
Dayuan, died.
The 50,000-strong army sang the song again and again until almost noon.
It’s already dinner time anyway, so I might as well finish eating before leaving.
Another two thousand sheep and fifty cattle lost their lives.
After eating and drinking, they packed An Tong and the other two people into the prison car, carrying cart after cart of Paoze's ashes towards home, Jia Hui pointed his riding whip.
"go home!"
The Northern Expedition is over, and due to the author's lack of professional knowledge, he can only do this. Next, this volume will be finished in three or four days, and a new volume will begin.
The new volume is about political battles. I don’t know if I can write this well...
It took one month to write all the way from being a newbie to being published on the shelves. I am really filled with emotions.
(End of chapter)
