"Commander, there is a saying in the art of war. When an army marches a hundred miles, those who strive for profit will defeat the general. When an army marches fifty miles, those who strive for profit will reach half the army. You have led your troops to attack for more than 300 miles in three days. You are already exhausted. You might as well dismount and rest for a day. , we will continue the pursuit tomorrow." He Huchen advised.輀
Yang Fan said: "What you said is correct. However, Wu Ri Geng Lai has been walking all night and half of the day. They are all cavalry and are not far from the Yellow River now. If we rest for a night, they will cross Crossing the Yellow River will be troublesome. Ningxia Town lacks cavalry and cannot stop them at all."
Zhang Shize said: "Then add some water and food and rest for an hour."
Yang Fan looked at the sky and said, "No, let's set off immediately and catch up with them before dark. Soldiers are very fast. You guys should rest first."
After saying that, Yang Fan turned around and chased towards the west. The other three thousand or so cavalrymen immediately turned their horses around and galloped westward with a roar, raising dust all over the sky.
Watching Yang Fan lead the army directly across the river and headed west. He Huchen's mouth opened in surprise. In their opinion, three days of marching was enough to tire out the troops. The officers and soldiers were so fat that they were so thin that they were so thin that they were so thin that they died. How could he still go to war?
Zhang Shize was not surprised at all. Only this family can achieve such an army as the Ming Dynasty.
Yang Fan's servants are all animals. They can stay on the horse for days and nights, and they can eat, drink, relieve themselves, and sleep all at once. Three Arabian horses alternated their rides. Along the way, all his servants were exhausted, and they were fine at all.輀
"Stop looking, go in first, boil some water for me, and I'll take a shower. Bah, bah, my mouth is full of sand. This is terrible." Zhang Shize complained.
The servants of the British Duke's family under him, these people can be said to be the most elite force among the servants of the Ming Dynasty. One by one, they rolled and crawled off their horses, lying on the ground without wanting to move.
These three days and three nights are really not a life for human beings.
Yang Fan's people and horses have enough water and food. There are also enough firearms and ammunition. Therefore, there is no need for him to waste time here. Chase all the way to the west.
Zhang Gedao let go of the Haidongqing Falcon on his arm. To follow the traces of the enemy. A large group of cavalry galloped towards the west in pursuit.
After quietly retreating after dark last night, Bunuo and Urigengdalai had led a large group of people to the edge of the Yellow River. It looked like it was getting dark. Across the river is Ningxia Town. The dots of lights there are villages on the Yinchuan Plain.
The Mongols were also so tired that they could no longer run. Not only do people need to rest, but horses also need to drink water. They must rest here for the night. At the same time, we have to look for boats upstream and downstream.輀
The maximum water depth of the Ningxia section of the Yellow River is about 21 meters, the minimum water depth is about 7 meters, and the average water depth is about 13 meters. This depth is inaccessible without a ferry. Therefore, they sent two thousand people to collect ferries and sheepskin rafts upstream and downstream.
By the time we got back the ferry and sheepskin raft, it was already dark.
The Mongols built a bonfire, boiled water with their helmets, and put floss and cheese in it. When the water boils, it will be a pot of high-calorie food.
Wurigenda Lai sat cross-legged on a dirty Persian carpet and said to Bunuo: "If Jinong fails to defend Dongsheng. He is gone. How about I serve you as Jinong."
Buono was startled and almost knocked over the kumiss.
He looked around nervously. All the Taijis also stared at him with bright eyes.
He understood instantly. These people had communicated privately with Wu Rigenda Lai for a long time.輀
These old foxes speak better than they sing, so why should they recommend themselves? Not for themselves.
The pastures of their western tribes are not good and it is mostly desert. The livestock and people are naturally not as good as those in the east. It can be said that the best of Ordos is in the east. The strength of the Western Conference only accounts for 30%. They have long coveted the fertile grasslands in the east.
However, where does their strength lie? They cannot defeat the eastern tribes. I can only stare with greed.
This time, the Ming army came, and Wuri Gengdai and Taiji thought that an opportunity had come. He suppressed himself. Then he played the trick of wearing a yellow robe.
Can they beat the Ming army? How can they?
Bu Nuo cursed in his heart: "They were so depressed that they crossed the Yellow River to the west and fled to join Daza's group. A large army gathered near the river and followed them back."
At that time, it was estimated that Dongsheng had already been breached. The eastern tribes are also in dire straits. When the time comes, it will be up to Zhu Taiji in the Western Region of the Homecoming Regiment to decide. They were able to redivide pasture lands. In this way, the tribes in the west can go to the east to graze their cattle, while the broken tribes in the east can only go to the west to chew the sand.輀
In the eyes of these old foxes, they have been chewing sand in the west for generations, and it is time for the wind and water to change, and it is their turn to enjoy the rich pastures in the east. There is a market next to Shanxi, and you can occasionally cross the Yellow River to rob in Shanxi. It couldn't be better.
Like their side, whether it's Ningxia or Guyuan, they are all very poor. No need to rob. In the Ming Dynasty's territory in the south, there is no drinking water, and they rely on water cellars to store rainwater. It is so miserable that it makes the listeners cry.
Buono looked at the Taijis' yellow-green eyes in horror, flashing green like wolves in the darkness. He understood that at this time, it was no longer up to him whether he wanted to or not.
"Since you think so highly of me, how can I go against your wishes? It all depends on you." Buono said fearfully.
"Hahaha, I know that although you are naughty, you are of the Qiyan Bolzhijin family. The grandson of Ji Neng, the son of Buyan Batur Hongtai Ji. Only the blood of heroes can do this on this grassland. You can rule. Don't worry, when the Mongolian army from the desert comes over, the Beijing camp will be defeated. By then, Ordos Jinong will be yours." Wurigenda Lai drank a lot of wine and said with a big tongue.
Buono said in his heart: "You are so optimistic about me because you tribes in the west are greedy for the pastures in the east. Without the blood of the Golden Family, you can't control the people of the 42 tribes. That's why you pulled me out. If you had known, I would be like this No matter what, I won't accept this unfortunate job."
The Western Zhutaiji heard that Bu Nuo agreed. He suddenly became excited and came over to propose a toast. The banquet also reached its climax. Wu Rigengdai waved his hand, and a group of wrestlers also danced the eagle step, shrugging their shoulders left and right, and entered the stage to perform wrestling.輀
"Bunotaiji, no, no, no, it's time for me to call you Jinong. I have a little daughter who is fourteen years old this year. She is as delicate as the malan flowers on the grassland. I will send her to you tonight. Please be sure to accept the account." Otok Taiji said with a flattering smile.
After a while, three Taijis gave his daughter gifts, and five Taijis gave gifts such as horses, jewelry, and silk. Even though Buno felt uncomfortable in his heart, he had no choice but to agree with a smile.
In the dark night, the east bank of the Yellow River was secretly covered with tents. In the early morning, the Mongolians were already asleep. Only a few sentries were dozing on their horses. At this time, a cavalry team was coming here quickly.
