Anxious as a bereft dog, panicked as a fish caught in a trap, Dorji and Dashbatur fled to Ulan in the west of Qinghai Lake, where they summoned their tribesmen, and all of them who could afford swords and guns were recruited into the army.
"Great Khan, if you don't return to the army, Qinghai will be in danger!" Dorji looked towards the direction of Shigatse and muttered to himself. The messenger asking for help from Dayan Oqil Khan has been setting off for more than a month. However, even if he rides a fast horse,
We can't make it to Shigatse. It's thousands of miles away and it takes several months. Even if we make it there, the day lilies will be cold.
It seems that there is no hope of sweating. Dorji became ferocious and frantically recruited young men from various ministries. The flow continued, and the number of troops was getting bigger and bigger, but the quality was everything.<
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"Governor Xian, the Westerners are gathering, why not annihilate them in one fell swoop before they are fully assembled?"
Among the generals of the Ming Dynasty, Li Chengjue thought he knew the military, but he couldn't understand Hu Zhigong's military tactics. The art of war said: take advantage of the victory to pursue. But the governor stopped pursuing Ulan and left the Mongols alone.
Dispatch troops and generals. Li Chengjue couldn't hold it in anymore and asked Hu Zhigong.
"Uncle Xining, is Qinghai big?" Hu Zhigong asked with a smile.
The answer is wrong, the typical answer is wrong!
Li Chengjue was stunned, but when Shangguan asked, he couldn't help but reply. "Qinghai is as big as the sea," he smiled honestly, even showing his big teeth.
"Yes! It's as big as the sea. Can you find a needle in a haystack?" Hu Zhigong's smile became even stronger.
"Duxian, what do you mean?" Li Chengjue seemed to understand.
"Qinghai is so vast, and Dorji's men are all cavalry, like fish in the sea, erratic, coming and going without a trace. If they don't confront me head-on, but just wander around and harass our army, this battle will be in trouble.
. Now they are gathering troops everywhere, hoping to fight me again. In the hope that God will help the Ming Dynasty, they can kill them with one blow to avoid future troubles."
"The governor is so talented that the general will admire him!"
Li Chengjue applauded heartily. Hu Duxian was trying to deal with the remaining forces of the Heshuote Department in Qinghai in Ulan, and he accomplished his feat in one battle. It was magnificent and amazing!
The trickling streams merge into rivers and seas.
Teams of Mongolian soldiers poured out from every ten or hundreds of households; from Golmud to Ulan, Heshuote herdsmen and warriors could be seen everywhere.
Qinghai is the base camp of the Khoshote Khanate. Although the elite troops of the Khoshote Khanate are in the Damu Grassland near Lhasa, most of the tribesmen are in Qinghai.
As soon as Dorji called for the conscription, thousands, hundreds, and ten households from Qinghai came with their men one after another, and actually recruited more than 30,000 troops.
However, although there are many people, most of them are ordinary herdsmen. They are good at herding horses and hunting, but their fighting skills are far inferior to those of real warriors.
The two sides clashed again in the Ulan area on the west side of Qinghai Lake. The result is self-evident. The combat power of the well-trained Ming army is far beyond that of the Heshuote herdsmen.
After fighting for more than an hour, Heshuote's military formation collapsed.
There are thousands of households and hundreds of households. The army does not see the generals, the generals do not know the soldiers, and they are in chaos.
"Brother Six, I will escort you to Dulan," Dashbatour said to Dorji.
"No, go to Qaidam. That area is mostly desert. The Ming army does not know the geography and will not dare to pursue it." Although he suffered a defeat, Dorji did not panic and remained clear-headed.
The two led thousands of cavalry and wanted to escape to Qaidam. Since Hu Zhigong had laid a dragnet, how could he let the two escape?
Emperor Guangwu's old Taishan loyal king Wu Keshan and Shunyi King Manzhu Xili led the Horqin cavalry to outflank from the left; Tianquan's Sixth Recruitment Envoy Gao Jitai, Muping Chieftain Jiancan and Nanha's Jiarong cavalry outflanked from the right, and both sides quickly surrounded.
Tightly surrounded the Heshuote people.
"Sixth brother, you go first, I will come to the rear," Dashbaatul shouted, a mace, a tiger and a tiger, invincible to all who stand in his way, tightly entangled in the pursuers.
Without hesitation, Dorji charged forward with a leaping horse and a knife. When people are desperate, they become particularly ferocious, and they just cut a bloody path and fled westward.
Seeing Dorji's commanding flag moving westward, Ming general Yang Guangguo rode in pursuit.
"Bang!"
A mace pressed down on the Yang family's gun. It was black and heavy, like a huge force. Since Dash Batur's name contains the word "Batur", he naturally has strength.
"This general is so powerful!"
Yang Guangguo's heart trembled, his spear twitched, and he used softness to overcome strength. His marksmanship is passed down from his ancestors. When his ancestor Yang Ye occupied Yanmen to resist the Liao army, a Yang family shot made the Khitan people frightened.
You came back and forth, and after more than ten rounds of fighting, Yang Guangguo held a gun and tried to hold up the mace.
"Haorui!"
Dashbaatul let out a strange roar, and the mace was smashed down with the sound of wind.
"Click!"
The barrel of Yang Guangguo's gun was broken, and the man and his horse were knocked over.
"Hahaha!"
Dashbaatul laughed on the horse, suddenly paused, his laughter froze, and a stray arrow pierced his throat.
If the earthen jar is broken without leaving the well, the general and Batulu will inevitably die before the battle.
"Second brother!"
Hearing that his brother was dead, Yang Guanglie went crazy and led two thousand cavalry in pursuit of Dorji. The shadow of a gun flashed past, leaving corpses on the ground.
Dorji withdrew to the Bayingole River, and Yang Guanglie pursued him to the Bayingole River; Dorji withdrew to Dabusunnuoer, a place surrounded by deserts, but Yang Guanglie did not care and pursued him without fail. The revenge for killing his brother,
We must fight against each other, not to mention the desert, but also the sea of fire.
Dorji panicked and ran wildly into the depths of the Qaidam Desert. Two lakes in the desert: Dongtai Jinair Lake and Xitai Jinair Lake replenished fresh water. He was so embarrassed that he fled in panic to Muhanmai, King of Hami.
Tixia's territory.
Yang Guanglie encountered a terrible enemy: the desert. He lost his way, and getting lost in the desert was really a terrible thing! After walking for three days, he didn't know where he was, and the water in the water bags of the soldiers was almost exhausted.<
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He secretly blamed himself for being reckless and not knowing how terrifying this vast sea of sand was.
There was no use panicking. He gritted his teeth and shouted: "Whoever leads the entire army out of the desert will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver."
This is a dead horse being treated as a living horse doctor, and I have no intention of anyone actually knowing the way.
"Headquarters, the villain has a way." An old horseman stepped forward.
"Oh, do you know the way?"
"A villain doesn't know the way, but a villain has a way to figure out the direction."
"What's the solution? Tell me quickly, there are many rewards in this town!"
The old groom took out a spear and stuck it vertically in the sand. A long reflection was reflected on the sand. He also took a stone and placed it on top of the reflection.
After a while, the shadow begins to move. Place another stone on top of the moving reflection.
The old horseman took two stones as the endpoints and drew a straight line. "General Town, this line is east and west." He smiled humbly and drew another line perpendicular to the straight line. "This line can be
"Dingnan, North".
After saying that, the old horseman looked at the sun, and wrote the word "South" on the second straight line facing the sun, and marked "North" on the other end, up, north, down, south, left, west, right, east. It became clear after a while.
Where the East is.
"Quick, go east." Yang Guanglie rewarded the old horseman heavily and led his troops to gallop east. Finally, they got out of the desert before the drinking water ran out. From then on, he suffered from desert phobia and avoided the desert.<
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This chapter has been completed!