At six o'clock in the morning, Li Ming glanced at the people around him, and then said to Hao Changfeng in a deep voice: "Let's start!" ”

With the order of Hao Changfeng, commander of the Western Army, the counterattack of the Far Eastern Army began. After nearly a day and a night of large-scale and in-depth penetration, more than 100,000 officers and men of the Far East rushed to the area of the planned attack before dawn.

Although all the commanders and fighters were very tired, now that the battle situation was urgent, and the fighters were fleeting, the Far Eastern Army could only launch an attack despite fatigue and only rested for an hour. Fortunately, the morale of all units of the Far Eastern Army was high, and the soldiers did not get tired in the slightest, and they all cheered excitedly when they received the order.

More than 100,000 troops attacked from all the starting points of the attack, and teams of horses roared out.

Erke Kongol Ezhe was in high spirits these days, watching the warriors of the tribe gallop through the old land of the Chahar tribe, plundering a large number of cattle, sheep and people. The Far East, which was so powerful, was also beaten by their surprise attack and fled, and it has not reacted until now, which is quite a bit of the strong Mongol Empire in those days.

The only thing that worried him was that the Chahar Division's ranger scouts were stopped by the Far East, and they didn't know anything about the situation of the Far East Army. Although he knew that the Far East was caught off guard by their surprise attack, and it would take at least ten days to regather troops and horses in the vast grassland, he still strictly ordered all his troops to quickly gather the sheep and young women and children, and move west to the Xilin Gol grassland as far as possible.

Suddenly, in the distance, several tribal cavalry frantically whipped their horses and galloped over, jumped off their horses and ran into the big tent of Erke Kongol Ezhe, and knelt down in front of him.

"Great Khan, the Far East is coming......"

Erke Kongol Ezhe stood up suddenly, grabbed the tribal cavalryman by the collar, and lifted him from the ground. Loud voice: "What did you say? The Far East is coming, how many of them are there? From what direction? ”

"To the east, a total of thousands of horses from four roads are attacking fiercely, and the tribal cavalry is desperately resisting."

Erke Kongol Ezhe pushed away the cavalry of that tribe, and his mood suddenly fell. The Far East still fought back. Although there are only more than 10,000 people now, he knows that the Far East has held back for so long, and once it counterattacks, it will be extremely fierce.

The people in the big tent were also full of grim faces, and an old man with gray hair said worriedly: "Taiji, let the children give up the sheep, give the horses to those young and strong, women and children, and go back to the Xilin Gol grassland, don't hurt the foundation of the tribe for the sake of the sheep." ”

A tall Mongolian listened to the old man. Hurriedly said: "No, so many cattle and sheep can't be lost." Great Khan, how could they gather troops and horses so quickly, this must be a suspicious army in the Far East, we will block them, speed up their westward migration, and we will be able to drive the cattle and sheep back to the steppe. ”

"yes, so many cows, sheep and wagons. You can't throw it down. When the Far East comes, we will send them back. ”

"Great Khan. We block the Far East, so many cattle, sheep and horses, if we drive back to the tribe, our Chahar strength will be greatly increased, plus so many people, we will be able to dominate Monan again in the future. ”

Another old man of the tribe. Sneered: "Cattle and sheep who covet fresh pasture are always the first to be eaten by wolves. As long as there are people, are you afraid that there will be no cattle and sheep pasture in the future? Great Khan, the Jianzhou Jurchen is so powerful that it has been destroyed by the Far East, do you think that our Chahar Department is comparable to Jianzhou. ”

Erke Kongol, Ezhe, listened to the quarrel in the big tent. I am also very conflicted in my heart. He would really be reluctant to abandon so many cattle, sheep and horses and so many wood-wheeled carriages, but the strength of the Far East is definitely not something they can compete with.

At this time, an old man next to him also expressed his opinion, he was the leader of the Sunit tribe.

"Da Khan, let the children block it first, even if they can't stop it in the end, everyone can turn it into pieces and run back to Xilin Gol. This is the steppe, we Mongolians are the masters here, and no matter how strong the Far East is, we are not afraid of them. The steppe is so big, and this is still the old land of our Chahar department, I don't believe that if we want to run, the Far East can stop us. ”

Erke Kongol Ezhe listened to his words and felt that it was very reasonable. He nodded and said, "Then so be it, the westward migration team will speed up, and the elite cavalry of each department will block the Far East." Let's touch them first, if not, the departments will abandon the cattle and sheep and scatter back to Xilin Gol.

If the Chahar division breaks through regardless of this time, it may still have the opportunity to escape back to Xilin Gol, because at this time, the Far Eastern departments have not yet been fully deployed, and the encirclement of the Chahar department has not yet been finally formed. However, the Chahars gave up their only chance to escape, paying a heavy price for their greed.

There was a desolate sound of bull's horns on the grassland, and countless elite iron horsemen from the Chahar Department galloped towards the east. The herds of cattle, sheep, horses, and wooden-wheeled carriages that could not be seen as far as the eye could see, also sped up and marched all the way to the west.

Erke Kongol Ezhe stood beside the big tent, watching the troops of tribal cavalry gallop past the side of the big tent, his face full of worry. The once strong Central Wanhu is long gone, and these iron horses he brought out are already the last elite of Chahar.

He looked at the large flock of sheep slowly westward in the distance, and couldn't help but regret a little in his heart, feeling that he was not too greedy. If his ancestor Temujin had been at such a time, would he have been able to abandon the cattle, sheep and horses and return to Xilin Gol lightly.

But the order has already been given, and there is no turning back from the bow, so let's fight with the Far East.

"Boom...... Boom ......"

There was a roar in the distance, and Erke Kongol turned his head sharply, staring at the east. The others also looked solemnly in the direction from which the voice came. Everyone knew that this was the sound of firearms, and they had seen this thing when they were at war with Da Ming before. I didn't expect that there were still firearms in the Far East, and listening to the sound, there were quite a few of them.

But it didn't feel right when they listened to it, because there was a dense roar in all directions. Everyone's faces changed, and they knew what that meant. Erke Konggol Ezhe did not hesitate at all, and shouted frantically: "Let the warriors all retreat, and all the tribes abandon a qiē cattle, sheep, women and children, and scatter and run towards Xilin Gol!" ”

Speaking of this, he said heavily: "Running one is a ......"

At this time, how could he not understand what was happening, he just regretted his greed. It was only then that Erke Kongor's Ezhe knew why his ancestor Temujin was able to unify the Mongols and establish a vast khanate that spanned tens of thousands of miles.

When the Far East had just attacked, he should have decisively abandoned these cattle, sheep, women and children and retreated without hesitation. If it was his ancestor Temujin, he would have left here a long time ago, even if the loss was great. (To be continued......)

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