Chapter 635 Counterattack

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He summoned the envoy and readily agreed to Erqebok's request.

Then, convene Azi Khan, Abdalah, Kiasbok and other Montenegrin high-level officials for discussion.

There is nothing to discuss. At the critical moment of life and death, everyone agreed to contact Erqabok to defeat Yarkand together.

A snake can't do without a head. When an army goes out to fight, it must have a leader.

Ismayel stared at Aji Khan meaningfully, "Second brother, you are highly respected, and you should lead everyone to restore Montenegro's foundation."

Aji Khan couldn't help sweating on his forehead. Back then, Abdullah Khan loved this little brother the most. When he was forced to go on a pilgrimage to Mecca, he handed over all his remaining 10,000 men to his little brother. Now his little brother has captured Dasugan and Fei.

Ergana has strong soldiers and horses, and ranks first in the Montenegrin sect in terms of strength. How can he really recommend himself to be the leader? It's just a trial! If he agrees, he will be in big trouble.

"Little brother, the second brother is old and can't ride a horse or draw a bow. It's all up to you to inherit your brother's great achievements and carry forward the Yarkand Khanate." Aji Khan waved his hands repeatedly and coughed a few times.
"Yes, Azimu, with you as our leader, our Black Mountain sect will definitely be able to revive."

"Support Aqimu and revitalize the Holy Religion".

Abdalah, Qiyasbek and other generals all shouted loudly.

In particular, Kiasberg has the loudest voice. He is a secret of a small tribe in the Montenegrin sect. Because of his bravery in battle, he was appreciated by Ismayel. As a confidant, the noise in this situation is naturally louder than that of others.

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Erqab led 5,000 Junggar troops to Fergana. After joining Ismayel's 20,000 Montenegrin troops, they successively conquered Wuqia and Kashgar and approached Shache City.

At a critical moment of life and death, the Baishan faction united under the banner of Little Khan King Latif. He led Idayatul and Xiri Ahong generals and led 30,000 Baishan troops to Yangni City in the northwest of Yarkand.

Of course, at the age of twelve, he was only the commander-in-chief in name only, and the real coach was Idayatul.

The decisive battle begins in Yangni City.

As soon as the battle started, Erqabok led 5,000 Junggar troops to attack Idayatul's central army. He wanted to wash away the shame of being driven out of Yarkand in embarrassment. Ismayel led Azi Khan, and Aji Khan

The tribes of Budalah and Kiasbok followed and killed him.

Idayatul was a politician who was good at speaking, but was not very good at fighting. No problem, there was Xiri Ahong, who was as brave as a lion in fighting, leading 800 cavalry to meet Erqabok.

He is originally a member of the mountain tribe, and his subordinates are all of the same tribe and are very united. Because he makes a living in the mountainous area, he often has to deal with ferocious beasts, and he is also very fierce. These eight hundred elite cavalry effectively slowed down the offensive of the Junggar people, and the white mountains behind him were like a tide.

They sent elite troops to rush in, but Erqibuk's cavalry was actually at a disadvantage.

"Sacrificing one's life to save someone will lead to death or life!"

The left-wing Black Mountain faction and Zhuo Abdalah shouted. Hearing this, Ismayel inspired courage, donned armor and held a sword, and charged in person. His subordinates were all inspired, fought hard, and quickly broke through the left wing of the White Mountain faction and went to

The army penetrated it.

The enemy was getting closer and closer, the shouts of killing were very close at hand, and a few feathered arrows grazed his scalp. The "great statesman" Idayatul suddenly became timid and moved his horse to move behind the formation.

As soon as he moved his flag back, the morale of the army was in chaos. The troops of the Baishan faction retreated one after another. Soon, the retreat turned into a collapse. The rebel troops fled in all directions. Those who fled slowly were overtaken by the roaring pursuers.

Just eat it once.

Attila Khan fled slowly. The twelve-year-old boy had never experienced a battle and his equestrian and martial arts skills were average. His face was pale at this time. He tried hard to control the horse with his whip, but the pursuers were getting closer and closer.

"Hoo!"

The iron fork of the Montenegrin sect's mysterious Giasi Bok arrived. This iron fork was originally used by hunters to stab wild boars. It was sharp and sharp. With just one stab, it stabbed the little Khan King Attila to death.
The allied forces of the Junggar and Montenegrin faction entered Shache City. The general of the Junggar, Erqabek, was very proud, "How is it? I am back again!"

On the night of entering the city, Ismail issued a military order, "Yarkand, Yarkand of the Yarkands. The whole army is armored and attacks the military camp of the Dzungars."

After hearing this order, the generals were stunned at first, and then became energetic. These days, the Junggar people have been tyrannical in the Yarkand territory and have already caused public outrage.

In just one night, allies turned into enemies. Even though Erqabek was well-informed, he did not expect this.

"Yaxia", "Yaxia", "Yaxia"??

The Yarkand warriors ignited the fire of revenge, and countless Junggar warriors had their heads cut off in their sleep.

"Drive~Drive~Drive~"

Erqabok hurriedly mounted his horse and ran away. In the rush, he didn't even put on his armor.

He abandoned the army and fled, running wildly all the way, and came to a Yarkant farm alone. He dismounted and wanted to find something to eat.

"Look, there is a Dzungar Tatar! Kill the Tatar for revenge!"

People from the farm swarmed over, and their hoes and wooden sticks rained down on Erqabok, turning him into a puddle of meat in a moment.

The dignified Junggar general died at the hands of a farmer.


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