The Mongolian camp was crowded and chaotic.
People were shouting and horses were neighing, and there was chaos. Some were packing their things and tying them to their horses. Some then disassemble the yurt and install it on a lele cart.
News of the failure of Sandaowan has come, and the army that went south to block the Ming army suffered a disastrous defeat.
More than 50,000 herdsmen recruited soldiers, but only a little more than 20,000 came back. The rest were either dead or injured and fell on the battlefield, still escaping on their way back.
The grassland is no better than the mainland. If it falls on the grassland overnight, there is no need to look for it. It has probably turned into wild animal feces.
Fifty thousand cavalrymen came back with more than fifteen thousand. Each one of them seemed to have lost their souls. When I got home, I sat there with blank eyes, silent, and trembling all over. He muttered something he didn't know what he was talking about.
I heard that they were able to run back because the Zhenglan flag of the Great Jin Kingdom was raised.
As soon as Rassheb Khan came back, he called all Taiji, Nayan, herd masters and chiefs for a meeting overnight.
Two hours later, when the Mongols were anxiously discussing countermeasures, Li Yongfang, the prince-in-law of the Kingdom of Jin, also came over. His army was also defeated.
Li Yongfang also suffered a miserable defeat. Three thousand heavy armored infantry, more than 800 came back. You probably don’t need to look for the rest anymore. If you fall behind at night on the grassland, you will probably never be found. Of the 12,000 light infantry and gunmen, only 3,000 came back.
Li Yongfang sat in the big tent without saying a word, as if water was dripping from his face.
Fan Wencheng, who was sitting next to him, also had a worried look on his face. He calmly watched the changes in the faces of everyone in the tent, thinking about the secret mission that the Khan had given him before leaving. If the Mongols lose, pull them over.
Soon, Li Yongfang's scouts brought worse news.
A scout with blood all over his body stumbled into the tent.
He knelt down on one leg and said loudly: "Prince-in-law, gentlemen of Taiji. The latest news. The four thousand infantrymen of Zhenglan Banner and the three thousand men and horses of Han Army Banner were all killed. Sanbeile still had three thousand horsemen left, and they were killed by the Ming Army. The regiment was trapped on a mountain with no water source."
After saying this, the scout captain burst into tears.
"Sir, my scout team is finished. We encountered the Ming army that refused to stop at night. Thirty people beat a hundred of us. They had endless muskets. I counted them, and they all had double muskets. There were six of them, as well as two long blazing guns. Their horses were so good, tall and fast, that we couldn't catch up and we couldn't escape. Only seven brothers and I escaped. .”
Khan Ahai was hanging by one arm. The watchtower collapsed after being shelled last time, and he had never recovered well. As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to break the bones. He is still hanging his arms.
When I heard the bad news, I couldn't breathe and almost fainted.
Buyan Ahai spat out a mouthful of blood angrily.
This time, Yang Fan's firearm completely broke the Mongolian's backbone.
The overwhelming copper-haired artillery fire, the flying grenades, the continuous bursts of musket fire, and the machine gun barrage like the sickle of death.
They will no longer have a peaceful sleep, and may spend the rest of their lives in nightmares.
This bloody battlefield caused great psychological shadow and trauma to them. It also made them tremble as soon as they heard the soldiers and horses of Ji Town.
"What to do, what to do now? Who will stop them?" Khan Ahai asked tremblingly.
Because everyone here knows that there are still 12,000 elite cavalry in Duolun City. There are also 3,600 infantry musketeers who have never been deployed. If the militia were fully mobilized, they could at least arm 150,000 infantrymen and 20,000 mounted Mongolians.
In the current situation, don't explain that reinforcements from the army are coming. Even if these people in the city rush out, they will definitely not be able to defeat them.
Khan Ahai looked at the Tumut people with a flattering look.
They were the only ones who still had a full force of 20,000 cavalry. Although they had been attacked by steel crossbows in pursuit of the Ordos prisoners captured by Ansanxi, they had lost 10,000 people and collapsed.
However, they are the only ones who can still fight now.
The seventy-year-old man slapped Huang Taiji, his orange peel-like face trembling.
The gray goatee trembled, showing his inner struggle at this moment.
To save face or preserve strength. This is a question that requires a choice.
A pair of fox-like gray eyes rolled around and finally made up their mind.
He stood up shakily. He said without mercy: "This time, we are here to help you for the sake of Changshengtian and the descendants of Genghis Khan. Ten thousand of our Tumut warriors have fallen. We cannot lose more. Their blood is gone. I want to take them back to Zhaocheng safely. Farewell."
After saying that, he left without looking back.
Tumutaiji and Tabunang also turned around and left.
The original intention was to mix it up and see if there was anything cheap to get, but in the end, it was a waste of money. He lost one-third of his men, which was greater than Sinister Khan's last attack.
This old guy, Khan Ahai, still expects us to give him chestnuts from the fire and use the blood of Tumut warriors to buy the time for his tribe to escape. Don't even think about it.
A few people even turned around, looked at him contemptuously, and even spat at the old bastard. Then he immediately followed Huang Taiji and rushed out of the yurt gate.
The Tumut people are going to retreat on their own and stop playing.
Li Yongfang and Fan Wencheng looked at each other. They did not want to get involved in the Mongolians' own internal affairs. So they all said nothing.
Khan Ahai and Buyan Ahai were dumbfounded. Looking at the still fluttering door curtain, they immediately cursed the Tumut people who abandoned them and left.
Fan Wencheng said to Li Yongfang privately: "Sir, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the Great Khan to explain this defeat. Do you want to consider a retreat?"
Li Yongfang trembled when he heard this.
The Great Khan has a gloomy mind and is planning to take back power at this time. He is originally a member of the old Khan, but he is no longer welcome in the new court. I really don't know what will happen after this defeat.
I'm afraid the best outcome would be to hand over the military power and intelligence organization of the Han Army Banner.
Fan Wencheng, who is sitting next to him now, is the real confidant of the Great Khan. The Great Khan asked him to establish Xitangzi and work on intelligence alongside him, because he meant to replace him with him.
"I would also like to ask Bachelor Fan to give me some guidance. If I can pass the test safely this time, I am willing to leave all the details to the bachelor. From now on, I will not touch these troublesome things." Li Yongfang said in a low voice.
On the road, ginger is still old and spicy.
Fan Wencheng glanced at him appreciatively. Talking to smart people saves trouble.
Li Yongfang wanted to use fine work in exchange for retaining the military power in his hands. This matter can only be discussed with the Khan himself.
"Sir, why did the Great Khan send us to the grassland this time?" Fan Wencheng asked mysteriously.
Li Yongfang was stunned. Why did he come? Of course he came to support the Mongols. Of course, he was actually interested in the supplies and population of Duolun City.
No, I thought too simply, a deep-thinking person like Khan. His purpose was to win over the Mongols. Now that the Mongols are desperate, wouldn't it be a good opportunity?
Seeing the change in his expression, Fan Wencheng smiled, as a smart person can tell.
"Thank you, Bachelor, for your help. I will repay you in the future."
"You don't have to be polite, brother-in-law, we are all our own people, haha."
At this time, the big tent was filled with lifelessness and an atmosphere of despair filled the air. No one knew what would happen next.
"Dear Rassheb Khan, fellow Taijis and Tabu Nangs, I have something to say that will not only preserve your power and your tribe's peace of mind, but also bring greater development to you. I don't know if you have any interest."
Li Yongfang stood up and said pleasantly.
