The distance between Kuitun and Karamay is approximately three hundred miles. Under normal circumstances, it only takes three to four hours for the messenger to arrive.
However, in order to bypass the Liang army in the north and deliver the letter of request for help safely to Karamay, the messenger sent by Kuitun Guards before his death ran directly to the other side of the river and detoured for more than ten miles...
Unfortunately, his every move still could not escape the detection from the air. Even if he broke his riding whip and drove the horse very fast, in the face of the "speed of light", it could only be a joke.
When the first Xingtian found the messenger, he used semaphores to continuously pass the message forward. The Xingtian in front immediately passed the message forward again. In just a few minutes, it was sixty miles away.
In the Shaanxi Army camp stationed there, several flag soldiers who were responsible for observing Xingtian's instructions translated the received flags and conveyed them to Song Guixi, the camp's commander-in-chief.
So, under the guidance of Xingtian, a cavalry team of ten people plus a flagman went around the shoal, crossed the Zarmatu River, came to the grassland on the other side of the river, and found a mountain col to hide.
, quietly waiting for the prey to come to your door.
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On He Yougui's side, after cleaning the battlefield and clearing up the spoils, he sent his troops back to the camp to rest and regroup. It was not until the next day that he unhurriedly launched the army, and together with the 20,000 Shaanxi troops, headed towards
The next target is Karamay.
At this time, the time has come to the eighth day of September, the second year of Xuan Si!
There was only one day left before the date agreed by the Mongolian army coach, but He Yougui completely lost his previous positive attitude at this time. Instead, he rested for five miles and one rest for ten miles, which was less than three days.
A hundred miles of journey, only a tenth of which was covered in one day, and we set up camp early...
This is the old fox...
Appointed on the ninth day of September
Is he coming?
Coming!
Have troops been sent out?
He's out too!
But half of me are infantry, so my march is slow! It’s understandable, right?
As for whether your Mongolian camp insists on waiting until we arrive before taking action, or whether you should take action as scheduled as agreed, that depends on your sincerity...
After all, the Varro garrison in Fuhai only has 20,000 troops, and you have 50,000 troops! If you still don’t dare to take action, then what use do I have from you? So what if I trust you?
Please start your plans, I will just watch from a distance!
He Yougui ordered someone to move a grand master's chair outside the handsome tent, and sat in the open air, sipping the persimmon leaf tea in his hand, looking at Xing Tian who was standing in the sky, curling his lips slightly, and then looked at it with a contented expression.
Look at the sunset on the horizon...
All the answers are about to be revealed. Are they enemies? Friends?
We'll know tomorrow!
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at this time
fuhai camp
"Commander! Are these Han Chinese coming yet? It's almost dark! Where are the people!! Where are the troops!!?? We're not being fooled, are we!?" A Mongolian general was patting him.
table, while complaining loudly to his coach.
Another general on the side shouted directly: "Keep your voice down!! Are you afraid that others won't know or something!?? You idiot!"
"What are you afraid of!? There are all our people inside and outside the tent! What's more, we are still speaking Mongolian! Even if Krisu is standing here, he can't understand!" The general who complained first gave the other party a sideways glance.
Then he grabbed the fried rice and beef jerky on the table and sprinkled it into the milk tea. He picked up the bowl and started drinking and sipping with a look of enjoyment on his face.
"What if this Warro supervisor has been pretending not to understand...?" Monlik Zhaiertu, who had never said a word, squinted at the general and slowly spoke out his doubts.
, then pondered for a moment, and continued: "What if... Emperor Liang deliberately waited for us to take action first...?"
As Monlik Zhaiertu asked these two questions one after another, the chatter in the commander's tent suddenly became quiet, and everyone focused their attention on the coach.
Meng Lik still narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly scanned the crowd, and said in a deep voice: "Now, the "empty ball" of the Han people has been seen in the sky! And as far as I know, when these Han people want to attack a place, they will
Release these things first. I suspect that there must be someone on these "empty balls"! At this moment, our every move is probably under their surveillance..."
"Someone!?? How is that possible!?"
"That's it! That's such a big thing! How can it be so impressive!?"
"You idiot! It's far away! Of course it looks small! I'm afraid you've never shot an eagle before! It flies like a sparrow! Shoot it down and see! It's as big as this table!"
"Then it depends on what you say! How big does this thing have to be? Is it as big as our tent??"
"Even if it's not that big, it's probably about the same!"
"Just blow it! How can something as big as a tent fly into the sky? Fly one for me to see!?"
"Nonsense! I want to know how it flies! I built it a long time ago and dedicated it to the coach! Why do I need to listen to you talk nonsense like this?"
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"Okay——!! Shut up——!!" Monlik shouted and slammed the table. He felt that the people sitting in his tent were all a group of idiots. They were quarreling and fighting. He couldn't hold it in his mind.
As for other things, when he thought of this, he raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, and his brain began to swell and hurt with anger...
"The key right now is that we must not accompany these Varro dogs to see the eternal heaven!! We must survive first!! Only in this way can we be able to restore our country in the future!! But what about you? You are still here on your own.
Keep arguing with your own people! It’s no use!” After Monlik’s low roar, the group of generals completely quieted down and stopped arguing.
"No matter whether these Han people come or not, with our 50,000 warriors! Raid at night! How can we not eat 20,000 Varro dogs?? So, I have decided! Let's do it tonight! If we are stingy with arrows,
!Then you won’t be able to hunt wild beasts!” Menglik made his final determination, looked at the general on the side and whispered: “Chiliha! With a hundred soldiers, go and kill Krisu and his guards now.
Bring all the heads back to me!"
"Yes!" Chiliha stood up and walked out of the tent immediately.
"Others, call me all the troops immediately. Half an hour later, according to the previous plan! The troops will be divided into three groups and raid Varo Dog's camp!!" Meng Lik finished speaking loudly, picked up the helmet on the handsome case,
He took the lead and walked out of the handsome tent.
The other generals also stood up without any hesitation.
This is the character of Mongolian men. Although their knowledge is very limited, they always do things vigorously and resolutely. They do what they say, without any hesitation or procrastination.
