All the powerful and upright leaders in history were decisive and cruel, even Emperor Taizong of Tang Li Shimin. Indecisive and merciless people could not sit in this position. Altan was cruel and ruthless, and he was well aware of the principle that wildfire could not be burned and the spring breeze was blown away. Therefore, although he verbally agreed to the great shaman that Dalai Su, he still sent three troops to chase Dalai Su.

This day was the New Year's Eve of the fifth year of Jiajing. Dalaixun and his party, who were fleeing south, were eventually stopped by a pursuer.

There were about two thousand pursuers, all of whom were one and two riders. They stood on the hillside, looking coldly at Dalai Su and his party under the hillside, just like looking down at a group of lambs to be slaughtered. The war horses under their crotch were spitting white mist, the weapons in their hands were shining with cold light, and murderous aura accumulated in the air.

Batulu said four words with a pale face: "Arselen!"

The visitor was Arslen. Alslen was one of the four powerful generals under Altan. This Arslen was one of them, ranking second. He was good at using a 50-pound mace with great strength and no bow. He could open a five-stone strong bow. Arslen was in Tatar, translated into Chinese as a lion, an extremely brave lion, and Batulu asked himself that he was not the opponent of this lion.

At this moment, Dalaison was trembling with fear and almost fell from the saddle. He didn't understand why Altan had to kill him.

Dalaison's sister Isana is eighteen years old this year. Although she is a woman, she is more brave than Dalaison. She drew her sword in her hand, holding the small door map in one hand, and the two rode together.

Batulu gritted his teeth and shouted, "Chilu is not flower, you will bring a thousand people to escort the Khan one after another, and I will cut off the rear."

Chilu Buhua was the man who had been on mission to the Ming Dynasty before. He agreed and immediately led a thousand cavalry to escort Dalaixun and his brothers to escape first.

"Uncle Batulu!" Dalaison's eyes were filled with fear and reluctance.

Batulu felt a little warm and waved her hand, "Shan, please leave first, don't stop, my subordinates will catch up with you."

Dalaison nodded in tears and fled in a hurry to the southeast.

On the hillside, Alslen grinned and took off his strong bow and quickly hit the arrow. But when he saw the bow like a full moon, there was a loud noise, and the arrow went like a meteor. The personal soldier in front of Batulu flew up and fell off his horse like a defeated grass. The long arrow passing through his chest nailed him directly to the snow, and his body was folded into a "V" shape, and his spine was probably shot.

The arrow was so powerful that Batulu's personal soldiers were so shocked that they became slightly turbulent, and Batulu himself also looked horrified.

Alslen hung up his strong bow, took off the mace hanging on the victory hook, and shouted in a bloodthirsty voice: "Kill!"

A terrifying thunder suddenly erupted, and two thousand iron cavalry whistled down from the hillside, like the unstoppable waves of the dam, and the earth was trembling!

"Warriors, you are the golden guards of the Khan Court. Draw out the battle sword, protect the Khan, and defend your glory!" Batu pulled out the scimitar and pointed his fingers hard, and rushed forward with his head.

Two thousand Khan Guards were greatly encouraged and roared and charged forward. A fierce battle began. Alslen was like an extremely powerful lion. The mace in his hand was swung and it blew, smashing a head with a bang. It swept horizontally. The breastplate of a Khan Guards was slapped and flew into the air with blood. When it fell, it was already a dead body.

Arslen rushed left and right and killed him, and a mace killed him in all directions. Those who touched him died and touched him were broken, as if they were in a state of no one. The guards of the Khan Court were scared and wandered around and avoided him, so Arslen quickly killed him in front of Batulu.

Alslenl set his horse down, wiped away the blood and brains that splashed on his face, stared at Batulu with a grin and said, "Baturu, surrender, be loyal to Altan Khan, I will spare your life."

Batulu said in a deep voice: "Arslen, Bodi Khan treated you well at the time, why did he help Altan, the rebel!"

Arslen said disapprovingly: "Body Khan treats me well, but Altan treats me more generously, not to mention that the strong are respected. What's the right of this cowardly little brat, Dalianson, is a great kid, Batulu, don't be obsessed with it, surrender, and be loyal to the great Altan Khan."

Batulu shook his head and said firmly: "Baturu will only be loyal to Bodi Khan in this life."

"Silly Batulu, then I will fulfill your loyalty!" Alslen clamped his horse's belly and smashed his mace at Batulu.

Batulu waved his knife to block the frame, and with a loud noise, the mace was blocked, but Batulu's hand was shattered on the spot, and blood was poured on!

Arslen turned his horse's head and came to Batulu again. Another mace swept away as his chest. With a bang, the knife in Batulu's hand was swept away. The mace, which had not stopped, hit his chest. With a muffled bang, Batulu fell off his horse.

Batulu struggled to stand up, Alslen had already killed him again, and he was beaten up with a blow. Batulu's head was smashed like a watermelon on the spot. It was really heartbroken, and it also fulfilled his loyalty to Bodi Khan.

"Baturu is dead, the surrendered ones will not be killed!" Alslen held up his bloody mace and shouted loudly.

The main general was dead, and the Khan also fled. The Khan guards hesitated for a moment, put down their weapons one after another and chose to surrender. After all, fear of death is human nature!

Besides, Chilu Buhua led a thousand guards and escorted Dalaison's siblings to escape to the south. The border of the Ming Dynasty was not stupid. Altan wanted to eliminate the roots. If he continued to stay on the territory of the Tatars, it would be impossible to escape. Only by escaping to the Ming Dynasty would there be a glimmer of life.

Dalaison rode on the back of the horse and looked back from time to time. Unfortunately, half an hour passed and still didn't see Batulu catching up.

After running for another half an hour, the war horse really couldn't run anymore. After all, the war horse was also a flesh and blood body. It only lasted for fifty or sixty minutes in a row. It must be slowed down, otherwise it will be completely useless!

Fortunately, Batulu did not catch up and meet up, and Alslen did not chase him. Everyone can slow down and let the mount rest and take a breath!

"Chilu Buhua, where are we going?" Isana asked. This woman looked average, but her clear eyes were shrewd.

Chilu Buhua said truthfully: "Ming Dynasty, if the subordinates are probably right, more than a hundred miles south of it will be Gubeikou."

Dalaison said in surprise: "We are going to escape to the Ming Dynasty? Will the Ming Dynasty take us in?"

Isana glanced at her confused brother and sighed, "Khan, now we can only survive by escaping to the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty will take us in."

"Why?" Dalaison asked in confusion. He didn't understand why his sister Isana was so sure.

"There is an idiom for the Han people: Qicai can live in!" Yisana gritted her teeth. It was obvious that this person knew very well about Han culture.

Dalaison didn't understand what a rare item was, but as long as he could live, he wouldn't care about anything else.

At this moment, the ground suddenly rumbled and the sound of horse hooves came faintly from behind. Dalaison couldn't help but feel happy and said, "Is it Batulu who caught up?"

Chilu looked at the awning with his hands on his hands and his expression suddenly changed: "It's Alslen, go quickly!"

Chilu Buhua leaped on his horse, and Isana's reaction was also very fast. He picked up the little gangtu and flexibly jumped onto the horse's back. Dalaixun was so scared that his hands and feet were frozen. He grabbed the reins and tried twice, but even stepped on the stirrups.

"Darelson, get on the horse!" Isana shouted loudly, but the more panicked he became, the more mistakes he made. Daarelson just couldn't get on the back.

Seeing this, Chilu Buhua hurriedly rushed forward and reached out to lift Dalaison onto the horse's back. At this time, the pursuers behind could be seen vaguely.

scold……

Chilu Buhua whipped Dalai Suen's mount hard, and the mount rushed out like an arrow. As a result, Dalai Suen, who had not yet sat firmly, actually got out of the fight.

Chilu Buhua couldn't help but be stunned. Dalaixun probably fell to the ground and struggled to stand up.

At this time, the pursuers were getting closer and closer. The terrifying sound of horse hooves was deafening. Chilu Buhuan dared to stay and rode his horse wildly. The guards flocked to flee when they saw this.

"Dalenson!" Isana exclaimed in dismay, and Ledingma tried to return to save his younger brother.

Dalaixun got up and chased after him for a few steps, but finally fell to the ground. In despair, he had the courage to do so and waved his hand and shouted: "Sister, run away quickly, don't ask me anymore. Take the Mentu to escape to Daming, escape!"

Yisana's eyes turned red, she gritted her teeth and whipped a horse whip and galloped away. Xiaomentu poked her head out of her sister's arms and looked around, while shouting at the top of her lungs: "Brother...Brother...Woooooo!"

Dalaison waved his hands vigorously: "Be alive, live well... Woo woo!"

The sound of the wind drifted into his ears, and finally turned all the shouts into whimpers!

Dalaison looked at the brothers and brothers who disappeared into the dust, and his mood suddenly became extremely calm. He picked up his sword, supported himself and barely stood up, and stood quietly, waiting for the arrival of the pursuers!

In the blink of an eye, the pursuers arrived. When Kerslen saw Dalaison standing alone in the middle of the road, he couldn't help but exclaim, raised his hand and shouted: "Stop!"

Xilulu...

More than a thousand cavalry and horses were all set and stopped more than ten meters away!

Before Arslen hit the horse and drove slowly, Dalaison's face was pale, but he stubbornly raised his head. He was the Khan of the Tatar and died with dignity!

Alslen stared at Dalaison for a moment, then suddenly turned over and dismounted, knelt in the dust, and said in a deep voice: "Alslen gave the khan."

Dalaison slowly pulled out the knife, put it on his neck and gently wiped it, then slowly fell down, facing upwards, looking up at the blue sky, where an eagle was flying by!
Chapter completed!