Seeing Tai Ji kneeling, he looked at the more than 10,000 halberdiers who were densely surrounding him. The remaining one thousand or so Ordos men threw down their weapons in despair.
The surrendered Mongols had their weapons confiscated, their armor stripped off, and they were tied up with ropes.
Buono was dejected and uneasy.
Nairen Baterzhebie is a sharp blade under Prince Tumote.
He has been famous for a long time, and his heroic deeds are spread on the grassland. Whether it is a troubadour or a shepherd singing a pastoral song, his story is sung in his mouth.
He knew the conspiracy between his brother and the Taijis of Tumut, and he only hoped that Nairen Bat'er would not anger him and kill him.
An Sanxi looked at Bunuo with bright eyes.
This dandy among the Ordos people is a famous loser. If his brother hadn't been Jinong, he wouldn't have been killed by that Yan.
He knew that the prince's hatred had nothing to do with him, he was just a waste.
"You loser. Listen, you write a letter to your brother. Ask him to use five thousand strong cattle to redeem your dog's life. If one cow is missing, I will give you a whip. Three hundred is missing. If you hit your head, you will be beaten to pieces."
"Dear Zhebie, don't worry, he loves me the most and will definitely redeem me, not even a single cow will be missing." Buno said tremblingly.
An Sanxi then relaxed his stern face and turned around and said, "Take this trash back to the city. Don't abuse him. Give him a pound of mutton and three pieces of naan every day."
Since you are willing to pay, you will naturally get good treatment. This is the concept Yang Fan taught him.
The Ordos people only sent troops, but did not bring their family papers and livestock like Duoyan did.
The results of the battle were soon tallied up: 4,000 enemies were killed and about 1,000 soldiers were captured. There are also two thousand slaves, who are the slaves who accompany the army and are responsible for logistics support.
Two thousand pairs of armor and fifteen thousand horses were seized. Ten thousand cattle. Thirty thousand sheep. Thousands of spears, bows, arrows, and sabers each.
An Sanxi didn't like these armors and weapons at all, but they could be sold to the border troops, which was also a source of income.
Follow Yang Fan's rules. All seizures must be returned to the public, but these materials must be sold centrally.
Forty percent of the money received was handed over to the public, and 60% was kept in the army. In the first round, two-thirds will be allocated based on military merit, and then the remaining one-third will be allocated based on rank.
The heads, weapons and armor of these Mongolians are naturally hot commodities.
Especially the riding bows are all exquisite. Even if the price given by Bian Jun was not suitable, Mrs. Masuda of Japan still liked it very much. In short, there is no need to worry about sales.
There are many children of generals and civil servants in Jiubian who need military merit to find a way out, and there is no need to worry about having no one want their heads. These are the heads of real Tatars.
As for horses, the Mongols all have one person and three horses. Oxen were used to pull carts to transport supplies. The sheep were army rations, driven all the way from Ordos.
It was beginning to dawn, and An Sanxi immediately arranged to retreat back to the city. At this time, without the cover of night, he was not enough people to fill the gap between the Mongols.
A large number of cattle, sheep, livestock, and prisoners were driven toward the west gate, with smoke billowing along the way.
At this time the three cavalry regiments also began to withdraw.
At dawn, everything is clear. The Mongols are not here for free. When they see that there are few of you, they will rush out.
Tumut is the largest tribal group in Monan Mongolia and is also the strongest. They set up a camp in each Taiji, and jointly operated more than ten miles of land.
The situation last night was unclear, and they felt that since they were not attacked, there was no need to take risks.
If others are weakened, it is not a bad thing for you. After all, the grassland is so big. If you occupy more points, I will have to occupy less points.
It wasn't until dawn that they discovered that something had happened to the Ordos people.
It turns out that everything was a sheep attack last night, and only the Ordos people were the real main direction of attack.
But now it's too late, the Ordos people are finished.
The scouts reported one after another that the Han people had marched seven or eight miles with the captured prisoners, cattle and sheep, and their carts.
The faces of all the Taijis were very ugly, and they all looked at the old man sitting in the main seat.
Dasa Huang Taiji's eyes flashed, and he was repeatedly weighing the pros and cons in his mind.
He is a seventy-year-old man.
He had great authority among the Tumut people.
This time, he represented the entire Tumut tribe and led troops to participate in the alliance.
This time, the fifteen tribes of Tumut went out to fight, with a total of 30,000 soldiers. If he sits back and watches the Ordos people who also came from the west perish without taking any action, he will definitely anger Ordos Jinong.
The two families are adjacent to each other across the Yellow River. The Ordos live in the Hetao area of Henan, and the Tumut live in the Bayannur, Baotou, Hohhot, and Ulanqab areas of Hebei.
Jinong couldn't reach Duolun, but he was still capable of causing trouble for them. After the war last year, everyone is now forced to surrender to Lin Dan Khan.
Facing the powerful Chahar people, if we want to survive, we must unite. We really don't want to fight among ourselves anymore.
If this matter is not handled well, there may be a lot of friction.
Daza made up his mind and stood up and said: "Now the situation is very clear. The Ming people have 20,000 infantry in our direction. They have eaten the 5,000 Ordos cavalry and fought hard all night. They are already exhausted. We still have Thirty thousand fresh troops. We rush over and crush them."
All the Taiwanese auspicious people echoed, obviously, now is a good time to pick up bargains.
The Ming people had been fighting all night, and the infantry were no better than the cavalry. They must be very tired and tired. Now they rushed forward, killed them, and grabbed their spoils at the same time.
Then, a series of deep sounds of horns sounded. In the open grassland, this low-frequency sound is extremely penetrating and spreads far.
The wind blew from the west, and An Sanxi heard the subtle sound of horns in the grassland wind. After all, the distance was less than eight miles.
He knew that this was the action of the Tumut people.
He is from the Tumut tribe, and he is very familiar with the Tumut people, just like his left hand is familiar with his right hand.
"Leave 15,000 men, and bring the rest back to the city with the prisoners, mobilize three cavalry regiments, change horses, and come over to support." An Sanxi gave the order.
It seems that it is impossible not to block it. If you want to bring the loot back to the city safely, you have to fight the Tumuts here.
The militiamen quickly took action in accordance with the requirements of peacetime regulations. Throw iron calabash pears in front of the formation, and dig out a small hole three inches in diameter and one foot deep with the meat-eating hand knife that you carry with you. While digging, they retreat in an orderly manner.
After digging more than a dozen rows of small holes. Everyone sits down and rests.
"Let everyone eat quickly, there will be a tough battle soon." An Sanxi ordered.
An hour later, smoke billowed from the front, and a large number of Tumut cavalry came galloping towards them. At this time, the militiamen escorting the prisoners were approaching the city gate.
An Sanxi looked at the pocket watch given by the master. The time was seven o'clock in the morning. At this time, the other Mongolians had not yet reacted. He had an hour to inflict heavy damage on these Tumuts, and then let the troops alternately cover and gradually retreat. Until returning to the city.
I fought hard all night last night. I just ate something and drank some water, and then I lay on the ground for an hour. My physical strength must have dropped a lot.
But there is no choice. The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, so we can only deal with it calmly.
"Let's form an array, twelve three-row horizontal arrays, followed by twelve wedge-shaped arrays. Prepare the steel crossbows for the horizontal arrays."
