In order to preserve the strength of the troops and horses, Arutai kept marching at a slow pace and slowly followed the Oara army. After crossing the Tula River, the scouts reported that there was a large Oara army in the vast mountains that suddenly became hypothermic.
There are signs that the troops are hiding... Although the scouts did not dare to get too close because the lingering power of the previous battle still existed, they could still judge from the smoke and dust on the mountain, flying birds, the occasional neighing of war horses, and the Wala scouts who desperately tried to stop them.
show this sign.
Arutai then ordered the army to set up camp with their backs to the water, facing the vast mountains far away. So what if you, Mahamu, occupy the advantageous location? I won't be on the battlefield you set up, and I will wait until you can't stand it any longer and come out to fight me decisively.
Arutai had a careful calculation. He knew that Mahamu was defeated at the hands of Emperor Yongle and suffered a lot of losses. He urgently needed to restore production in the past few months to preserve his vitality. Before setting off, he sent the Tatar tribe to
Some of the cattle and sheep were made into meat, leather armor and other military supplies, and some were sold to the Duoyan tribe. In this way, only half of the original number of livestock was left in the tribe, which could be taken care of by women and children. The men could concentrate on nothing else.
With enough military supplies, we can fight against the Oara people.
Although this is actually overdrawing the future, if we can defeat Wala and recapture the Mobei Grassland, what will this loss be?
Arutai has enough confidence to fight Mahamu. He firmly believes that the one who can't bear it first must be Mahamu.
War clouds once again shrouded the sky that was suddenly hypothermic, but the battlefield entered a period of calm. Every day, only the scouts of the two armies were chasing each other, preventing each other from approaching their camps, but there was no movement from the armies of both sides.
Two days later, it was the second solar term of autumn. An autumn rain came unexpectedly. The rain was heavy and long. The grassland became muddy and the bowstrings lost their elasticity. There was no possibility of a war between the two sides. But more
We were careful to prevent the other party from taking the opportunity to steal the camp, so the scouts moved more frequently, and the hand-to-hand encounters became more frequent, with casualties occurring every day.
But this sporadic fighting was not enough to change the tranquility of the battlefield. The occasional shouts of killing were also covered by the rustle of the autumn rain...
The rain hit the cowhide tent, making a crackling sound, which made Arutai a little upset. There had been no news from the other party for three days. This made him feel uneasy, so he called Arubalin to discuss it.
"Berlin, I am a little worried..." He frowned and said slowly: "We haven't seen Mahamu's army until now. This is not in line with his temper."
"Indeed." Alubolin nodded and said, "But didn't he keep the wall clear last time and retreat until he suddenly lost his temperature before fighting the Ming army?" He said with a smile and said, "After a disastrous defeat, he
, he should be more cautious."
"What you said makes sense." Arutai slowly shook his head and said, "But his opponent this time is me, not the Ming Emperor."
"What does the Grand Master mean?"
"In front of the Ming Emperor, it doesn't matter how he retreats, but in front of me, if he retreats in such a way, doesn't he lose his prestige?" Arutai said solemnly: "Besides, I received a letter from the Chitra Ministry, saying that he should look at it
When the Oara tribe moved westward, I don’t know whether it’s true or not.”
"In this case, let's test the attack once," Alublin said: "We will know after one try."
"It should have been like this a long time ago." Arutai sighed: "I am a little too careful."
Alubulin said: "When the rain stops, I will launch an attack."
"Don't wait for the rain to stop." Arutai shook his head and said, "I don't know when the rain will stop. It's not just pouring on our heads. You just need to test that their main force is still there, and you can retreat."
"Yes." Arubulin responded, and went out to organize troops. At noon that day, he led an army of more than ten thousand people and cautiously approached the mountainous area where the Oara army was hiding.
"Holy shit," Wang Xian immediately knew the Tatar army's movements on the top of the mountain. He spat out the grass stalks in his mouth and said, "You reacted very quickly." Until now, the situation was under his control.
, the Tatar army had no doubts about the existence of the Oara army, thinking that Mahamu was luring the enemy deeper, and the Tatar scouts did not dare to make excessive mistakes because of the lessons learned from that ambush. It can be said that everything was under control.
After creating this favorable situation, Wang Xian led five hundred warriors to cut off the rear, and ordered Baoyin to immediately lead a large force to detour from the east, bypassing the Tatar front and heading south.
At that time, Baoyinqiqige firmly disagreed, saying that I don't trust you to lead my warriors. I will stop the attack, and you can retreat first with the large troops.
Wang Xian rolled his eyes and said, "You don't worry if I bring 500 people, but you will feel safe if I bring 2,500 people?"
"Yes." Baoyin is a beauty, and beauties can be unreasonable, and this is true in ancient and modern times.
"Nonsense." Wang Xian sighed, called her aside and said, "I know you want to take on this dangerous task yourself, but you have a more important mission - to lead the Borjiji tribe to survive, so you must
Walk."
Baoyinqiqige stared deeply at Wang Xian. She really didn't understand that this annoying bastard was obviously a selfish man. Why did he always leave danger to himself and give up the chance of survival to others at critical moments?
"Why?" she finally couldn't help but ask.
"Don't worry, I'm not falling in love with you..." Wang Xian grinned and said calmly: "The reason is very simple. I am a person and you are a member of the same clan. That's how it is."
"Don't you consider that if you die, everything will be meaningless?" Baoyin was numb to his hurtful words and still asked with concern.
"I won't die." Wang Xian gritted his teeth and waved his hand: "Stop talking about mourning and leave quickly.
"I will wait for you in the south." Baoyin looked at him deeply, her brows full of determination, and she gritted her silver teeth and said, "Although you hate me very much, if you die, I will still protect you."
"I will be a widow forever." He pulled out his knife, cut off one side of his braid, threw it in front of Wang Xian, then mounted his horse and left.
Watching her leaving, Wang Xian bent down and picked up that section of hair, which looked like satin and felt so good.
"Sir, let me stay." Seeing Baoyin leaving, Wu Wei and Xu Huaiqing both came over, the former said softly.
"It's better that I stay." Xu Huaiqing also said.
"Let's all go." Wang Xian said with a smile: "Don't worry about me, I have a bloody horse and can escape faster than anyone else."
"I'm just afraid that your Excellency will be dragged down by others when the time comes." The two worried.
"I'll be careful. If you don't go far away, I'll grease the soles of my feet." Wang Xian confidently said, "Let Arutai continue to wait here."
After the large army moved quietly under the cover of night, Wang Xian not only had to lead 500 cavalrymen to pretend to be scouts and block Oala's scouts in front of the formation, but also burned horse dung on the mountain and waved the flagpole to pretend that tens of thousands of troops were here.
They were very busy. Seeing that the large army was almost gone, Wang Xian also began to think about whether to leave while it was raining.
But obviously, Arutai was not as stupid as he thought, and actually sent troops to attack in the rain at this time.
"Sir, what should we do?" Delemu asked anxiously.
"Nonsense, run away." Wang Xian rolled his eyes and whistled, "Brothers, the wind is blowing hard."
Although most of the Borzigit warriors could not understand what he was saying, they understood what Wang Xian meant and quickly retreated to the mountain, taking their idle horses with them, and fled towards the back mountain.
"Go west." Wang Xian had already thought that the large army was fleeing east, so they went west.
At this time, the vanguard of the Tatar army cautiously approached the mountain pass. They did not encounter any Oara troops along the way, which made them even more cautious. They actually reined in their horses in front of the mountain pass and stopped moving forward.
It was under Alubrin's forced order that a centurion bravely entered the valley. After a while, the centurion came out and said with a ghostly expression: "There is no one in the valley, there are only some flagpoles and a tree."
Piles of horse manure..."
"What did you say?" Alu Bolin was shocked, and immediately led the people into the mountains. Sure enough, not a single human hair could be seen, only some scarecrows wearing helmets, various flagpoles, and embers.
piles of horse manure.
"Old Suspense Formation" Alubulin said these four words with difficulty through his teeth, and his vision almost went dark and he fell off his horse.
After receiving the report, Arutai also quickly came to the valley and saw the scene in front of him. The old face was as ugly as it was ugly.
The generals were so angry that they asked for orders to raise troops to pursue him.
Arutai calmed down, and now it was very clear. Mahamu, taking advantage of his excessive stability mentality, sent part of the army as a rear guard, and the majority of the army fled back to the northwest. Thinking that he had been tricked, of course he
Wo Huo, but the fire in Alutai Wo over the years has made him so angry that he can be calm at any time and ask: "Where did they escape?"
"The scouts reported that they are heading west," Alubulin said. "It seems that the news from Chitra's tribe is correct. Mahamu has already fled to the west."
"This old guy has been arrogant all his life. I never thought that he would change his gender in just one battle." Arutai sighed, judging from his experience, it was a bad idea. Seeing that everyone was mourning for a heir, he smiled and said, "What's wrong with this?"
Okay? We took back the Mobei Grassland without any effort, isn’t it what we wanted?”
The generals agreed upon hearing this, and then they lost their temper. "Don't you think the Grand Master is going to pursue you anymore?"
"Of course we have to chase him. Mahamu can go back, but his population, cattle and horses must be left behind for me," Arutai said with a cold smile.
"They are driving animals and families, so they can't run fast." Abdul also got excited: "We will chase them with all our strength, and we will catch up with them soon."
"Well, chase." Arutai thought for a while and said, "Abdu, you are the vanguard and chase those Walas with all your strength. Bolin, you go hand in hand with them and support each other when encountering situations. I will lead the main force to follow closely behind.
Even if we catch up to the Ili River, we still have to catch up with Mahamu."
"Yes" all the generals responded in unison. The soldiers were very quick and set off despite the rain.