Li Zhengming was confident and ordered a few personal soldiers to strictly protect the staff officer who could help the star-striking skills and not be allowed to fight. With this young staff officer here, he was not afraid to chase him to the ends of the world, and he used the star-striking skills.

He could find the location, but he was afraid of something, so he bit the most elite team of the Mongolians and ran all the way to chase. Li Zhengming was proud while chasing him. I was better than the flying general Li Guang.

The cavalry chases and battles unfold on the grassland, and the distance seems meaningless.

The Mongolians were lost on the grassland. If they were not allowed to eat animals and eat meat, they would die. They would die, and they would die in the meadow where no one discovered them. In this time, the army of Outer Mongolia was defeated, and all the animals they carried with them were abandoned.

Then, flee wildly, and there will be another great famine on the grassland. This is the case with the Mongolians on the grassland. When there are many animals, there will be more people, and when there are few animals, there will be few people, and when there are few animals, there will be few people, and when there are transits, they will be like locusts.

Two light cavalry headed northwest. Li Zhengming made up his mind to chase the ends of the world and also wanted to catch this big fish. The Mongolian team that fled ahead had fewer people. The more they fled, the fewer people, and they ran away.

The advantage of horse's endurance is brought out and the distance is gradually widened.

Li Zhengming's nose was crooked, he changed his horse, replaced the Mongolian horses seized along the way, and continued to chase.

Two days and nights later, early in the morning.

The cavalry chase battle lasted for two days and nights, and the Mongolian light cavalry was exhausted. The Ming cavalry was not good, and both horse teams could not run. The well-equipped and distinctly clad Mongolian Thousands of Man team was left, only two or three hundred men,

One or two thousand left behind in the Ming army, but in the early morning two days and nights, the Mongolian light cavalry successfully blocked the riverside. A big river that had never been seen before was winding from west to east.

The Mongols, who had only two or three hundred cavalry left, were blocked by the river and used their last strength to dismount and surrender.

Li Zhengming was also so tired that he was dizzy. While sending someone to surrender and surrender, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the river in front of him, dumbfounded. He was chasing him to somewhere. After all, Chen Yan was a scholar and was like riding.

I had already run away and no one could ask what kind of river this was. The very hungry Ming cavalry could not help but beat the horses to get water by the river and drink horses.

The Ming soldiers poured a mouthful of river water and shivered. The water was so cool.

Li Zhengming took the water bag half-believingly, and took a big sip of the clear river water, and instantly got cold. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the wide river, and was surprised. It turned out that there was also a river in the extreme north of the grassland.

Since there is a river, there must be a mountain. It is really a magical place. Since there is a river and a mountain, can you grow real estate and produce food?

A large number of Ming troops disarmed 300 Mongols, tied up and forced confessions, and only then did they realize that the river was called the Krulun River.

Li Zhengming had nostrils upturned and was very dissatisfied with the name of the river. What a ghost name. When he heard the Mongols' lies, he felt uncomfortable all over. Let's change the name. After thinking about it, he still remembered his beautiful wife at home.

After slapped his head, Li Zhengming picked up some pleasing Mongolian soldiers who were injured on their bodies and let the subordinates in the army tell the Mongolian soldiers that the big river would be called Zhenhe in the future.

This is also a bullshit. His wife is Zhen. He only treats the largest river in Outer Mongolia, called Zhenhe, and is not afraid to laugh at her colleagues. Those released Mongolian soldiers did not dare to argue with him.

After taking some water and dry food, he rode the thin horse without looking back.

Li Zhengming was not really aware of his release. His release was all Mongolian wounded soldiers. He had to carry wounded soldiers for a long distance marching, which was very troublesome.

The real big fish is still tied up. Ge Senza, the chief leader of the five Khalkha tribes, was tied up on the horse's back and a piece of rag was stuffed into his mouth. Li Zhengming was already satisfied with the big fish.

The young staff officer took out another booklet from his arms and carefully identified the picture above. Yes, the old thing tied is Gesenza, the five leaders of the outer Khalkha tribes, Mobei.

Lord.

Li Zhengming immediately became proud. Is this old guy the Lord of Mobei, and isn't he just a thin old Tartar?

This old Tartar didn't stay in Mobei well and insisted on bringing people to the Ming Dynasty's territory. Since he loved to jump, don't go back, stay. More than two thousand Ming cavalry were filled with water bags.

It was not too hurrying or slowly returning on the same road. It gathered the cavalry along the way, and when it met the Mongols who had scattered, it was easy to suppress it. The beacons that were killed along the way were like a hungry wolf chasing the lonely sheep and biting it.

die.

In the evening, the grasslands in the northern desert.

The Ming army, who had won a great victory, was so motivated that they tightened their camp and searched for the Mongols everywhere. Along the way, they cleared out several small tribes, and they all tied up with ropes and dragged them away with war horses.

Li Zhengming and his subordinates had no psychological burden and were located at the junction of the Korqin Grassland and Liaodong. Since childhood, Li Zhengming and others have been used to seeing the Mongols coming to plunder the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming people they captured were dragged away like this.

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Li Zhengming and his subordinates were very proud. How did that sentence come about? Too much for tooth and eye for eye. The history of the Khalkha tribes plundering the Ming Dynasty can be compiled into a book.

In the evening, the sun sets.

The temperature on the grassland at night was extremely low, and the Mongolians tied up were tied up with ropes, and the Ming cavalry was shaking coldly, eating jerky cheese and drinking sprinkled goat milk. They were seven feet tall and tall.

The strong Mongolian man, the strong Mongolian woman with a flushed face curled up in a ball in the cold night, clamping her head between her legs, perhaps being ashamed to meet people, perhaps being sleepy and hungry.

Li Zhengming chewed a tender lamb leg in big mouthfuls, looked at the leader of the Mobei Da, and a bone with a little meat left was gone. The old Tartar Gesenza's face turned red, and his face turned ashamed and angry,

Li Zhengming kicked away the flesh and bones in anger. If he doesn't like to eat, then don't eat them. Do you feel humiliated? The Ming people have been so humiliated and have been humiliated for nearly two hundred years.

An old man couldn't stand the crime of this. He was so tender. He ordered people to find his subordinate who was proficient in Mongolian and ask him what he was muttering. These barbarians were not even talking smoothly. Who knew that this was muttering.

Something happened, and soon after, soldiers who could speak Mongolian were found.

The soldier's face changed and he reported, "Master General, this old Tartar is cursing the streets!"

Li Zhengming picked his teeth with a short knife and said slowly: "What did he scold?"

The soldier kicked him hard and said angrily: "This old man said that immortality is above the heavens, and one day he will kill all our wise people."

brush!

A flash of sword light, the angry Li Zhengming raised his hand and shot out the short blade. The cold light flashed again. The short blade shot into Gesenza's deep eye socket. The old Tartar was screaming, rolling on the ground in pain, howling.

The Ming soldiers around him were very happy and still ate and drank. Looking at the old Tartar whose eyes were shot and rolling in a pool of blood, he pointed and used a flying knife to his master.
Chapter completed!