On the high ground of Mugetan, Batur Hutaiji raised his eyes and looked around, wishing the national teacher Khan good health.
He wanted to curse so much. He had agreed to let him take the rear and block Lin Dan's pursuers. However, thousands of Han cavalry showed up, but the national teacher Khan was gone.
The reinforcements from the Han army were increasing in number, but Heshuote's reinforcements, who should have received the news long ago, did not come back, leaving him alone to face an enemy force twice his own.
In fact, for Batur Hutaiji, an enemy force twice as large as his own is not a big problem. If he cannot be defeated, he can run away.
The real problem was that he could not contact Guoshi Khan and the west city of Yangqu was occupied, which made it difficult for him to estimate the situation in the west and did not dare to retreat westward.
When it comes to defending Mugetan, firearms have become the biggest advantage. At first, Batur Hutaiji was particularly confident in this. The Junggar's biggest advantage in the Oirat tribes is firearms.
But this pride was smashed to pieces during the battle with Wang Wenxiu.
They displayed their proud muskets and camel city, but they could only compete on equal terms with the heavy gun team. When the gun team joined the battle, they were shot to pieces.
And the several cannons that were snatched were really not easy to use, especially the cannons that were bought at a high price, but were completely suppressed in the battle, and were not cost-effective at all.
Batur Hutaiji participated in this battle and brought nine artillery pieces with different specifications in order to experiment on the battlefield which artillery shape is most useful. In the future, he will go back to beat Yarkant and get craftsmen to make his own artillery. .
Before that, his favorite was the camel cannon.
The small cannon, which is less than three feet long and weighs more than a hundred pounds, can be dragged across the ground by a camel, including the gunner's ammunition. The recoil is not strong. As long as the camel lies down, it can shoot, and after shooting, it can run away.
But now it seems that what he wants to make the most is the bronze Hongwu Lord in the hand of Bao Hu, a Qianhu family in Guide.
Although Bao Hu's Hongwuye is an old cannon that was cast in the 14th century, it has a short barrel, so the range is relatively short. The gunpowder chamber is spherical, the structure is not scientific enough, and the power is relatively small.
But that's just relative. With a diameter of seven inches and a weight of more than 200 kilograms, it's not much smaller no matter how small it is.
At the same time, it is made of copper. The short-bodied tube has lower requirements for industrial capabilities and is in line with the metallurgical level of the Junggar Department after further development.
Batur Hutaiji didn't know so much. In fact, all this knowledge came from his new guard-Dai Daozi.
As the battle between Junggar and Wang Wenxiu unfolded, Dai Daozi's status in the army rose sharply. Batur Hutaiji discovered that the Han people in the Tumut tribe knew too many things.
Although some of the sarcastic remarks did not sound pleasant to the ears, Batur wanted to send Dai Daozi to the West to see the Buddha, but the progress of the battle was difficult to describe.
Seeing that Jungar was about to shoot at Wang Wenxiu with muskets, Dai Daozi folded his arms and said, "Huntai Ji, don't shoot. The muskets they use are called heavy guns. They have the same range as your muskets, but the barrels are thicker. Shoot with him." Suffer a loss."
Then you suffer a loss.
Dai Daozi saw Li Qiang join the battle again, and dragged Huitaiji to hide behind him: "That thing is called Li Qian. It can penetrate half of the team, so hide behind."
Then half the team was shot through.
In fact, he didn't really want to drag Huitaiji, but he couldn't go back without dragging him, so he was very reluctant.
This made Batur Hutaiji look at Dai Daozi with a strange expression. This guy looked like a great fucking prophet.
The fierce exchange of fire lasted for half a day, and Wang Wenxiu chose to continue the siege and no longer carried out large-scale shooting. Batur Hutaiji's pressure was much less, but he fell into deeper despair.
Because the Camel City really turned into a Camel City, almost all the camels lying down on the outside with their legs and feet bound were beaten to death and could no longer stand up. Wang Wenxiu's musket shooting became difficult to be effective, and the Junggar tribe did not rush out of the Camel City. plan, causing the battle to reach a stalemate.
Batur Hutaiji did not ask the princes and nobles of Junggar, but he had great expectations for the guards around him and asked them: "What should we do?"
This is what he thought. He himself was the most outstanding nobleman in Oirat. Why did he ask those nobles for what? It would be better to ask these guards who come from all over the country and all races. Together, they are well-informed.
Unfortunately, no one knows.
His eyes finally turned to the absent-minded Dai Daozi, who said lightly: "Surrender."
Batur Hutaiji discovered that some people in this world are always jumping between life and death repeatedly, and their desire to go to the west cannot be stopped.
However, Dai Daozi's next words changed his mind: "Why should Huitai Ji only focus on this war? What does the outcome of this war have to do with Junggar? This victory may be a small gain for Junggar. Even if the battle is lost, it will not cause any harm to Tianshan."
"But if Huitaiji and the princes die in Qinghai, I'm afraid there will be chaos in Oala."
Batur Hutaiji looked at Dai Daozi and said to himself, don't think you are damn ugly, but you think you are quite beautiful.
When Mongolians all over the world built cities and settled under the pressure of severe cold and foreign enemies, and strengthened their strength through half-pastoral and half-farming, Oara was the last major alliance to stick to the nomadic tradition.
In the vast north and south of the Tianshan Mountains, they still don't even have a small town that is only fifty steps wide.
Batur Hutaiji has always wanted to build a city, but the organizational form of Oirat prevents him from building a city...His construction of a city will further stimulate the Heshuote tribe and destroy the existing balance of Oirat.
The same is true for the construction of the city by the Heshuote Department.
Everyone understands that it is one thing to fight for power internally, but it is another thing not to allow external enemies to take advantage of internal fighting.
But without a city, it means that the organizational form of their alliance is actually still very loose. It only relies on the general knowledge of the leaders of each department. It cannot survive until the alliance is united.
Therefore, although there is no lack of internal strife in the alliance, the level of internal strife in the surrounding Khalkha, Kazakhstan, and Yarkand is much lower.
Since they are fighting in alliance, Junggar cannot surrender or escape first before the battle is over.
Otherwise, even if Liu Chengzong is a living Bodhisattva and can return his entire army to the Tianshan Mountains, the Wara tribes will not be in chaos, but the Junggar tribe will definitely be engulfed by the anger of the nobles who lost their father, son and husband.
On the other hand, if Liu Chengzong is a living king of hell and kills him directly, will the Junggar tribe be gone soon?
Surrender, in his opinion, was the worst of the worst.
But at this moment, there were people galloping around the Han army position that besieged them, shouting incomprehensible news, and Batur Hutaiji immediately became nervous.
However, the expected massive attack did not appear. Instead, tens of thousands of Han troops cheered, and then shouted like a mountain and a tsunami towards their military formation.
Huitaiji looked at Dai Daozi in confusion, and saw the tall Han man with Oirat hair style showing a meaningful smile.
Dai Daozi shook his head and snorted: "They said that Heshuo's special forces were defeated on the west bank of the Yellow River. Twenty thousand people were defeated by the 7,000 troops led by the generalissimo. The national army was seriously injured and has been sent to Xining for treatment."
"By the way, there is a man named Cho'erji in Taiji who surrendered. Do all you Wara people have such fierce names?"
Dai Daozi listened and continued: "What is the title of Duerbo? Outsiders say that Duerbo has been demoted even after he came."
Batur Hutaiji was shocked and looked suspicious: These Han people's words of persuading surrender were true.
Not long after, a letter of persuasion to surrender written in Mongolian was projected over. Batur Hutaiji, who was worried about losing the city, quickly walked to the front of the battle and snatched the letter from Zaisang on the front line.
This was a battle report with a list of all the nobles who surrendered, died in battle, and were missing. The battle process was written in such detail that Batur was frightened.
Six hours.
During the six hours from morning to night, the Imperial Guard Khan took all the opportunities and sent out all his best cavalry, but was defeated by the Marshal's Mansion Han army with only 40% of his strength.
At the end of the letter, there were two lines of Chinese characters with flying dragons and phoenixes. Batur Hutaiji couldn't understand it, so he handed the letter to Dai Daozi: "What is this?"
Dai Daozi was happy when he saw it: "Now I personally lead the army. We can reach the end of the day. The heavy artillery has arrived, and the jade is difficult to separate. I sincerely hope that you will take care of the lives of the soldiers. If you surrender in person, you will remove your armor and surrender with courtesy, so that you can keep your position as a marquis." ...Liu Chengzong, this is a letter written by the Generalissimo himself."
Batur Hutaiji had no idea of sending Dai Daozi to the West this time. He just turned around silently, looked around at the Tuocheng corpses on the high ground, and remained silent for a long time.
In fact, it's not that he can't accept failure, it's just that he feels unwilling to surrender like this.
They could obviously chase Lin Dan around, but how come they suddenly joined the war with the Marshal's Mansion and were beaten to the ground?
Suddenly, Batur Hutaiji turned to Dai Daozi and asked, "Do you think this letter is true or false?"
Dai Daozi was enjoying himself when he suddenly heard the question and nodded naturally: "Really."
Because he knew Liu Chengzong, the handsome man was very cunning and resourceful. Even if the winner had not yet been decided in the west, it was not impossible for someone to deceive Junggar with fake battle reports.
But if it was a lie, Dai Daozi believed that Liu Chengzong would never sign the letter, and the signature would be someone else's name.
The letter is signed, and it is indeed Liu Chengzong's handwriting, so it must be true.
Since it is true, it means that Batur Hutaiji saved his life. If he was in the Heshuo Special Formation, he might have been killed by artillery.
But immediately afterwards, Dai Daozi realized that his answer seemed too natural.
Unexpectedly, Batur Hutaiji didn't dig into it at all. He nodded and then asked: "What does this title of lord mean? What kind of courtesy is it to surrender with courtesy?"
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Dai Daozi thought to himself that this shameless old thief had made vulgar remarks. Probably only Wang Situ knew what this ceremony was. How could he know?
"Most of the time, the title of feudal prince is obedient. Even after Taiji surrenders, he still has the status of nobility. What is the etiquette of surrender?" This question is quite difficult, which makes Dai Daozi scratch his head: "Kowtow when you should kowtow, and profess a minister when you should?"
Batur Hutaiji said again: "Noble status, I heard that your marshal's office often arrests people to dig mountains and mines, does that mean I don't have to go?"
Dai Daozi nodded in response, and then looked at Huetaiji in stunned silence.
But I saw Huitaiji humming, as if he had known it for a long time: "Across the battle formation, even the national master couldn't call me the name of my firearm. You know so much about the ordnance of the Marshal's Mansion, you must be a close relative of Marshal Liu... May I have your name?"
Seeing that his weakness was revealed, Dai Daozi stopped pretending. Anyway, he had already gained the upper hand and could not escape by himself. It would be better to persuade Batur to surrender completely. He nodded and said, "My name is Dai Daozi. Marshal Futangqi Qian is the commander-in-chief." , wanted to sneak into Heshuote and assassinate the national master, but was saved by Huitaiji."
Batur nodded. The road was at an end now. The Han army was not in a hurry to attack. It was useless for him to be anxious. He simply waved and called Dai Daozi into the tent. He poured the mare's kumiss in a leisurely manner and asked: "I have been I don’t understand, what did Chahar do to persuade the marshal to join the war, and they have already surrendered to the marshal?”
"I have no idea."
Dai Daozi shook his head honestly and said: "The Marshal has never liked Hu Duntu, but Hu Duntu is the enemy of the Jin Kingdom, and you surrender to the Jin Kingdom."
Baater Hutaiji's expression was very complicated at this moment, and he was even more surprised than when he heard that the Imperial Guard Khan was defeated: "Because of this, because Oirat, thousands of miles away in the west, wrote a tribute to the Kingdom of Jin, thousands of miles away in the east. Book, your marshal will send troops to help Chahar?"
"I see there are many Mongols among you, and Chahar Khan is your enemy!"
Dai Daozi sneered: "What do you have to fear about a lost dog? You are our enemy when you pay tribute to the Kingdom of Jin."
Batur Hutaiji's face was full of inquiry: "Aren't you afraid that if the Khan raises his arms and shouts, Mongolia will respond?"
"Are you ready to respond?" Dai Daozi expressed doubts about this and clapped his hands: "The sweat raised his arms and rushed from Zhangjiakou to Qinghai."
He smiled and said: "What kind of world is this? The Han people have rebelled against the emperor, and you Mongolians are also besieging the Great Khan of the Northern Yuan Dynasty... Huitaiji only thinks about us. It is better to think about Junggar. In reality."
"well."
Batur let out a long sigh, feeling quite a bit self-pitying, and said: "I thought I had recruited Tumut Han soldiers, but who would have wanted you to go back with me to make Chinese characters? Who would have thought that it turned out to be a handsome general."
Then he felt relieved, looked at Dai Daozi and said: "It's just right. Paying tribute, killing horses and swearing oaths, and kowtowing salutes can allow me to bring the army and surrendered nobles back to Tianshan. I will do it. Weirat promised that from now on Pay tribute every year and never do it again.”
Dai Daozi heard the implication, shook his head and said: "I'm afraid the title of prince in the handsome master's letter is not that."
"So what, even if you put us all under house arrest in Qinghai or kill us all, you can't control the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains. Today we marched five thousand miles to fight, although we were defeated; tomorrow you march five thousand miles across the desert, just like in the Tianshan Mountains It’s a loss.”
Dai Daozi was speechless for a moment. He had a rough idea in his mind, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know what to say to Huitaiji.
Finally, he had to ask: "Are Huetaiji ready to surrender?"
When he received a positive answer, he breathed a sigh of relief, stood up and saluted with fists clasped in his hands: "I don't know what to say, but I will convey Hutaiji's words to the commander-in-chief. Since he wants to surrender, Huetaiji will always see the commander-in-chief. Maybe Then you’ll think differently.”
"The Marshal is a very special person."
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