Arutai climbed onto a snow-covered slope, overlooking the endless snowfield.
Down the slope, felt tents were being nervously dismantled and loaded onto trucks. They would soon be moving their positions.
Arutai frowned slightly, secretly calculating the remaining chips in our hands and the enemy's.
It was a bit unexpected for him that the battle had reached this level. He thought that the decision-makers on the Oara side must have felt the same way. The battle was very awkward, and both sides were riding a tiger.
When the Wala invaded, Arutai had no reason to flee without fighting back. Even if he could escape, he could not allow his tribesmen to migrate calmly in such a snowy and cold winter season. If he abandoned these tribes and ignored them, then he would be in vain.
There is a piece of grassland but no tribesmen, so what else does it have? So Wala targeted the Tatar tribe, and Arutai had to send troops to help.
In winter, fighting on the vast snowfields is a huge drain on both sides. According to common sense, no matter how great the hatred is, it will not be greater than the survival of the tribe. When the war progresses to the point where either side is no longer able to survive, they
They will always find ways to compromise and make peace with the other party. Unless the other party is sure that it will gain greater benefits by not accepting surrender, the two parties can always reach an agreement.
But this time it was different. Arutai got the message from Sakura and took advantage of it. He first devoured one of the opponent's main forces. With a force of 20,000 soldiers, on the grassland, it was definitely not something that any force could defeat in a short period of time.
An important force that could be supplemented, this main force was eaten up, causing the originally obvious strengths of both sides to gradually become balanced.
In the subsequent wars, both sides won and lost, so that the loss of troops on both sides has always been in a state of simultaneous decline. Therefore, although the battle is getting harder and harder, both sides have a feeling that they can fight forever.
The hope of ease.
If Arutai can grit his teeth and hold on, dragging this revenge army that has gathered all the elites of Oara to death on the Tatar grassland, even if they cannot escape, Princess Samur and other leaders can escape back to Oara.
He will no longer be able to compete with him. As the winner, his power and prestige will be unparalleled for a while. He will use the power of victory to unify the entire Mongolian grassland!
The ideal of unifying the ancient grasslands that he dreamed of, according to the original vision, would take at least twenty years to be realized if everything goes well and develops according to his vision. In twenty years, how much will happen to him now
Unpredictable variables? Who knows what the future will look like?
It is difficult to predict who will win or lose, but now this opportunity is right in front of him. Once he succeeds, he will be able to break through and stand up again, and his lifelong ambition will be realized. He is not willing to let go, and he cannot let go. More importantly, he has a heart.
Relying on this, he also sent an envoy to the Ming court, bringing a large number of gold, jewelry and treasures to establish relations and protest against Wala's groundless accusations.
In his view, the deaths of Hashiha and Mahamu were probably the result of an internal struggle for power in Wala, and the Tuotuobuhua Khan was even more suspicious. He might be the real culprit behind the scenes, but
He had no evidence and no choice but to submit a letter to the Ming court to defend himself. He knew that if there was a real defeat and the situation became irreversible, the Ming court would definitely intervene to mediate.
He knew this very well, because the Ming Dynasty would not sit back and watch as the Oara unified the grasslands and pushed their iron hooves closer to Liaodong. With this support and no worries, he could go all out without worrying about being annihilated.
Disaster. Moreover, he is currently collecting evidence of the Great Khan of Walasi. As long as he can get ironclad evidence...
Thinking of this, Arutai let out a long breath, and his anxious mood was replaced by a kind of vague joy.
At this moment, three long horn blasts sounded. Looking around, Arutai saw hundreds of fast horses galloping in the snow several miles away. As soon as he saw the fiery red, he
Recognizing that this was the mandarin duck war coat of the Ming army. Recently, his contacts with the Ming army have become increasingly close. This was obviously a Ming army that came to understand the fighting situation on the grassland. Arutai immediately drove his horse down the high slope and approached the group of Ming soldiers.
The army rushed forward!
Xiaoying was sitting on the tent, dressing up in front of the mirror, with a gloomy look on her face, and her trembling eyes revealed that her heart was undergoing some kind of struggle. Suddenly, a young girl in ancient robes ran in and said to her: "
Gege, the Liaodong Ming Army has arrived again. I just saw them, and the leader is still the handsome Han general named Ding. Hehe, he must be looking for an excuse to see Gege. Do you want to see him?"
Xiaoying was overjoyed and suddenly stood up and said, "Is Ding Yu here?"
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On the snowfield, the endless camps are particularly conspicuous in the snow. The flags are flying in the cold wind, the archery towers stand tall, and the battles are fierce. The snow begins to fall again, and the wind blows the snow, which is boundless. Inside the Khan's tent, there are thousands of pines.
I walked up and down the mountain, thinking a lot.
Gongsun Dafeng sat cross-legged behind the desk, holding his chin as the master walked back and forth. He felt more and more that the master seemed much more majestic than before. It seemed that his every glance and every move was the so-called profuse sweating.
This is what it should look like.
Wan Songling's state of mind was indeed very different from before. He gradually tasted the taste of power, which was an addictive feeling. Looking back on those days, he was full of clever tricks just to defraud some money. Every time he succeeded, he was
I have been complacent for a long time, but now that I think about it, it is really boring. Only life like this is a man's life!
Wan Songling stood with his hands behind his hands and looked towards the entrance of the tent. The curtains were rolled up, and heavy snow was falling outside. The two guards held their swords against the snow, with thick snowflakes draped on their shoulders, but they remained motionless.
Further away, there was a faint sound of people shouting and horses neighing. The sound was not concentrated, but it came one after another from all directions, but it told him clearly that it was thousands of horses and thousands of troops, all under his control.
As long as he waved his hand or gave an order, countless warriors would fight for him one after another. This feeling was really wonderful. It was like drinking mellow wine and feeling like a fairy. Even if he cheated a gold mountain and came back, he would not be able to enjoy it.
Such a feeling. He was beginning to be unwilling to be controlled by Ming Dynasty. He wanted to be the master, the master who controlled everything, an emperor!
Wan Songling quickly glanced at Yang Gen who was sitting cross-legged in the tent, gently wiping his sword. This was the person sent by the Jinyi Guards of the Ming Dynasty to his side. If he wanted Yang Gen to die, there were many ways. The problem was, he
He doesn't know how many people Jin Yiwei secretly killed around him. It's impossible for him to clean all his guards.
Furthermore, his family and those who knew his true identity, including the real Tutuobuhua brother Aga Dorji, were now under the control of the Ming Dynasty, and he could not take risks. What was especially important was that he was now
He still couldn't control the power on the entire grassland. Daming needed to use him, and he also needed to use Daming. Thinking of this, Wan Songling let out a breath and sat down behind a few cases.
After drinking up the manai wine in the bowl, Wan Songling smacked his lips and gradually tasted the taste. At first, he was not used to drinking this kind of wine. He felt that this wine was even worse than the poorest soju.
It was hard to eat, but now when I drank it, it had a different sweet taste. His concubine Mandariwa obediently came over and filled another cup for him.
He now has four concubines, all of whom are young girls selected by Princess Samur and Huo Ahatun to serve as his pillow. Two of them have already lost their virginity before marriage, which is not something worth making a fuss about on the grassland.
Unless they belong to an upper-class aristocratic family who have studied Sinology since childhood, most ordinary prairie girls will have a relationship with their lover before marriage, although the two may not necessarily have a successful relationship in the end.
Mandariwa was not a virgin before she was given to Wansongling, but among the four concubines, she has the most beautiful appearance, especially her plump and round body, with curves as beautiful as pear, and her buttocks are strong and elastic
, full of voluptuousness, and has a strong appetite for Wan Songling. Every time he hugs her round pink tummy and rides, Wan Songling feels like he is in heaven, so he loves her the most.
Of course, his favorite is Mrs. Huo'a, the most beautiful creature on the grassland, but now he has made the son of Huo'a and Hashiha the leader of the tribe. This child is still young, and the entire tribe is actually controlled by
Huo'a Shou, Huo'a needed to lead the troops and horses of his headquarters. It was rare to have the opportunity to meet him, so Mandariwa became his special favorite.
Seeing Mandariwa kneeling next to him, bending down to pour wine for him, the huge and round butt was right in front of his eyes, Wansongling's heart ached again, he couldn't help but touch it with a big hand, and touched her pussy
With a pinch on his butt, Mandariva looked back at him and smiled, shyly and with a dang style. Wan Songling's heart suddenly burned: "This little one! Those eyes are really like a pair of hooks!"
Looking into Mandariwa's smiling eyes like a crescent moon, Wan Songling somehow suddenly remembered the Ulan Tuya whose whereabouts were unknown in Wala Nei. When he thought of that rosy and beautiful girl, Wan Songling Yu
The fire was getting hotter, so I wanted to drag Manda Riwa to the small tent behind to have sex during the day.
At this moment, a person came to the tent. Yang Gen put away his sword and went out to greet him. After a while, he came back with snowflakes on his head, strode up to him, and whispered: "Great Khan, I have something important to report to you.
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Wan Songling knew that the so-called important matter must be the news from the Jinyi Guards of the Ming Dynasty, and his anger was immediately extinguished. He was very unhappy at being held hostage by the Ming Dynasty, but he did not have the strength to resist, so he had to let go of the people who had been controlled by him.
He took Manda Riwa into his arms, looking at him with charming eyes, and waved his hand to tell her to avoid him.
When Mandariwa exited, Yang Gen immediately spoke to him in a low voice. Wan Songling was taken aback and lost his voice: "It turns out that he said that he would send a light cavalry to raid the enemy's rear and burn their food and grass.
?How...how did the plan change again? If we use food and grass as bait to engage the enemy in a decisive battle, wouldn't our army be suspected of going deep into the enemy's rear? It would be too dangerous..."
Yang Gen's face darkened, his eyes faintly revealed the intention of killing, and he scolded in a low voice: "You are just a charlatan, you don't know the art of war! We have so many brothers who have died to support you, you are just saying this so that you can enjoy it."
Qingfu's? Humph! This is Master Ji's order, just follow the instructions and stop talking nonsense!"
Wan Songling was furious. He endured his anger and lowered his eyes to avoid the fierce look in his eyes. He just gritted his teeth and nodded fiercely!
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