Tuo Lei didn't understand what Guo Ning was saying.
He was violently pulled onto the horse and felt the world spinning. At this moment, he was only worried that the person who caught him would not know his identity and would kill him directly, so he loudly said: "I am the fourth prince of Mongolia. You don't have to kill me. You can use me in exchange for many benefits." !”
When grassland tribes fight, it is very common for tribal leaders to be captured on the battlefield. Generally speaking, unless the two tribes have a blood feud, the other tribe will always allow the other tribe to exchange the captured people for cattle, sheep, horses, tribesmen, and slaves. people.
For the captured people, this process is inevitably a bit humiliating, but it is better than dying worthless.
However, Tuo Lei forgot in his eagerness that Guo Ning was not a Mongolian.
Guo Ning has been in northern Xinjiang for many years, but his Mongolian language level has always remained at the level of understanding some simple words. When Tuo Lei shouted in such a hurry, Guo Ning thought he was talking nonsense or trying to resist, so he said sternly: "Shut up! Don't move!"
Tuo Lei yelled a few more words, but Guo Ning still had no intention of listening.
He rushed out from the beach and captured Tuo Lei. Everything happened in an instant, as fast as lightning.
Killing many people in a very short period of time, his physical strength was extremely exhausted. He threw Tieguduo away because his arms were almost spasmodic and could not hold Tieguduo; he missed consecutive arrows because his arms were so weak that he could not draw the bow stably. By now, his palm holding Tuo Lei was shaking.
However, even if only 30% of the strength is left, it is not difficult to control Tuo Lei.
When Tuo Lei spoke again, Guo Ning clenched his fist and hit Tuo Lei on the back of the head.
The fist fell, making a muffled "dong" sound.
Tuo Lei rolled his eyes and fainted immediately.
Guo Ning turned around half-heartedly, pulled a piece of leather tape from the back of the saddle, bundled up the tow mine like a hunted yellow sheep, then reined in his horse and retreated.
The kidnapping cavalrymen also got rid of the obstruction and gathered around Guo Ning.
"Caught! Caught!" the cavalry said happily.
"This is a drag mine! He is the son of the Black Tartar Khan and the commander-in-chief of the Mongolian army!" They urged their horses over, took a closer look, and said with a smile: "Commander Jie caught him!"
"It was us who caught him. It was all of us who caught him..."
Guo Ning glanced around and said in a deep voice: "Go quickly, don't get stuck here."
Almost everyone in the cavalry was injured, but their morale was high and they shouted loudly.
While urging their horses, someone secretly glanced at the prostrate Tuo Lei and said twice: "This is the son of the Black Tar Khan! We actually caught him!"
"I shot him with an arrow and knocked him off his horse!" Zhang Shao said with a red face: "Did you see the arrow injury on his shoulder? It was me who shot him! I shot him with one arrow after Commander Ji gave the order. La!"
"You have poor shooting skills, but you are very lucky."
Some people are eager to try: "The night is long and the dream is too much, so just kill him! I will do it!"
"Hey, how difficult is it to catch someone alive? Besides, even if I want to kill him, it's not your turn to do it!"
Guo Ning only smiled slightly when he heard this.
When they meet in battle, it's life and death. It's extremely difficult to capture the enemy general alive. Guo Ning's initial idea was to suddenly kill the Mongolian army's main formation, behead and drag mines, and then take advantage of the Mongols' chaos to rush in and kill.
However, since it can be captured alive, that is the best.
When Guo Ning was fighting in northern Xinjiang, he showed no mercy to the Mongolian army and was extremely cruel. Anger and hatred filled his body. In his eyes, only the dead Mongolian army was the best Mongolian army.
To this day, the anger and hatred are still there, but Guo Ning's identity is different from before, the responsibilities on his shoulders are also different, and his vision is even different.
The moment he captured Tuo Lei, he understood that whether it was to Ding Haijun or to Ding Haijun Jiedushi himself, a living member of the Golden Family was worth far more than a dead one.
This situation is just like what Du Shisheng said when he caught Prince Wanyan Congjia, the current Emperor of the Jin Dynasty...
What's that sentence called? By the way, there are rare things to live in.
Don’t talk about it from afar, just look at what’s in front of you.
The cavalry kept retreating. Some of the knights would pause for a moment. The knight would dismount, help up the injured person who was still walking, and bring him back to the queue. The speed of leaving is not slow, but it cannot be compared with the speed of coming. So the Nak'er people who were originally crowding around Tuo Lei now all caught up.
But none of them dared to get any closer. Some people drew their bows and nocked arrows, rode their horses back and forth, made various intimidating gestures, and made frightening shouts. Guo Ning and others turned a blind eye and ignored them, and they did not dare to shoot arrows.
A group of Mongolian cavalry intercepted Guo Ning's only way back to the deep grass tidal flats by the sea. They put on a fierce and unyielding posture. As a result, Ni Yi held up the flag high and rushed over. They shouted a few words with anger, but no one dared to use force, and they all moved their horses to get out of the way.
Aruhan was responsible for leading the way for the light cavalry and arranging the cavalry's retreat route. Now he had time to stand at the edge of the grassy beach and look out with half of his face exposed.
He still didn't know what Guo Ning had accomplished, but when he saw these Mongolians actually giving way, he suddenly looked puzzled.
This expression was a bit funny, so the light cavalry burst into laughter. Some of them laughed, opened their mouths and coughed two mouthfuls of blood, and then continued to laugh wildly.
At this time, the whistles and horns of the Mongolian army came and went. The Mongolian cavalry no longer struggled with the enemies on the east and west sides, but quickly gathered towards the south. The cavalry had been encircled by two wings and stared at Guo Ning's troops. It was clear that there was only a stone's throw between the two sides, but no one came up to fight.
The shouts of killing became lower, and the entire battlefield gradually became calm. There were only a few places where small-scale battles involving more than ten or dozens of riders broke out from time to time, but they all ended quickly. Many people didn't understand why the fighting suddenly stopped, or shouted questions irritably, or asked each other in Chinese or Mongolian, so that the air was filled with a buzzing sound.
The dust floating in the air originally blocked the view like rows of curtain walls and exuded a choking smell. Now it slowly landed, and everyone's vision gradually became clear.
Several Qianhu Nayans fought wildly and finally reached the location where the white banner was originally located. These nobles did not hesitate to draw their swords and chop down the Nak'er and Batu'er who were staying there one by one.
Na Ke'er and Batu'er cried and howled, but neither dodge nor uttered a word to beg for mercy. Someone took a knife and scratched his face randomly until his facial features were indistinguishable. Then he stretched his neck, letting the sharp blade pass by, and his head fell to the ground.
Some Mongolian nobles galloped towards Guo Ning and saw Tuo Lei tied to the saddle. He didn't look like he was missing an arm or a leg, so his gray face looked a little better.
Monk Luo understood Mongolian, so he quickly understood what happened.
"It was actually done by Guo Liulang..."
He muttered something, turned over and dismounted, and stood on the battlefield littered with arrows, broken knives, blood and corpses, clasping his hands together. After a while, he saw Qiu Huiluo coming over supported by several servants. One of his arms seemed to be broken and tied with linen cloth.
Monk Luo wanted to say hello and raised his voice, but his throat seemed to be on fire. He had no choice but to pick up his riding whip and point it at Qiu Huiluo from a distance. Qiu Huiluo grinned in response.
Far ahead, Li Ting had just changed into a war horse. The new war horse was full of energy and skipped along the battlefield, as if ready to gallop at any moment. Li Ting kept reining in the reins to stop the excited horses, and at the same time shouted loudly, urging the soldiers to reorganize and not to give the enemy an opportunity.
But the movements of the soldiers were inevitably slower.
They all knew that this war was coming to an end.
The Great Mongolia was established not long ago, and the so-called Golden Family did not have many members. The fourth prince, Tuo Lei, was one of the most noble people in the entire Mongolian kingdom.
Tuo Lei was captured on the battlefield, which was unbearable for the Mongolian army in any case, and it was even unimaginable.
If Genghis Khan had led his troops here, according to everyone's assumptions about the conqueror, perhaps he would have completely ignored his son's life and ordered the armies to continue fighting until victory. Even if Guo Ning threatened to kill Tuo Lei, he would still give the order and risk the lives of everyone in the navy to be buried with Tuo Lei.
But Genghis Khan is not here, and it is impossible for any Mongolian nobleman here to have the courage to issue such an order. They cannot afford this responsibility.
So, the battle is over.
The Navy is sure to win.
"Guo Jiedu, what a hero!"
Yan Ning, who rode her horse to the east bank of Glue, was also very happy.
But when he looked at his brand-new armor and the swords and guns that were not stained with blood, he felt a little disappointed.
Guo Zhongyuan walked among the soldiers. The soldiers looked at this harsh military general and were inevitably a little afraid. Guo Zhongyuan didn't care about the eyes of everyone. Sometimes he would slap a soldier hard and ask him to sit down and rest, and sometimes he would give a soldier a firm hug.
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