In the vast Qinghai Lake, some of the lakes have begun to freeze due to the arrival of winter. Under such temperatures, it is difficult for ordinary people to walk outside in the cold weather. However, there are tens of thousands of cavalry fighting on the edge of Qinghai Lake.

The leader of Junggar, Batur, was wearing scarred armor and riding a war horse, leading the Junggar cavalry to fight and retreat. They fought from Hami to Dunhuang and Haixi with the Tsarist Russian coalition, and were almost tied tightly by Dorgon and others. Tens of thousands of Junggar cavalry and Heshuote cavalry retreated hundreds of kilometers in the middle. Many cavalry either died or were separated in the middle. Following Batur, only thousands of Gushikhan were left, most of them were injured.

"The enemy is biting again!"

"Reported, a partial enemy division was found in the southwest direction, with about 3,000 people, under the banner of the Yarkand Khanate!"

"Reported, a cavalry with thousands of men was found in the northwest. Only by continuing to retreat to the east can they avoid them!"

Unfavorable news came to Batuer. Batuer looked solemn and said nothing. The rugged and majestic Qilian Mountains ran through the east and west, and the enemy had already attacked the last ranch in Mongolia in the desert. In other words, they were almost nowhere to escape.

"Batur, it seems that the fate of our Moxi tribe has come to this point." The leader of Heshuote, Gu Shihan, looked haggard.

He has been fighting these days and has not had much rest, which has put a huge load on his body that is no longer young in his fifties. In addition, Qinghai Lake Ranch is the territory of the Heshuote tribe, which is equivalent to the Heshuote tribe being affected by the war between the Junggar tribe and the surrounding forces. This time, the Desert West Mongolia was almost wiped out.

"Gushihan, you are my senior. This time I have implicated you." Batur used his clothes to wipe the sabre stained with blood and said to Gushihan.

"What are you saying? Although our western tribes are becoming increasingly unfamiliar, they are also descendants of the Golden Family, and they are divided into each other. Even if I don't help this time, we, Shuote, cannot escape the fate of being attacked. Instead of being defeated one by one, it is better to join forces to win a glimmer of hope. Unfortunately, we did not expect that the Yarkand Khanate would join forces with them at this time and sneak attacked our rear. This battle was really unfair." Gushikhan said.

"With your words, I have died without regrets. Our tribe members have asked Jiayuguan for asylum. Even if we are completely wiped out here, the seeds of hatred have been planted, and they will avenge us in the future." Batuer said.

"It is difficult to escape further to the east of Qinghai Lake. Since some of the tribesmen are safe, we will fight the enemy in the last battle by the beautiful Qinghai Lake, and we are worthy of being the grassland warrior." Gushihan held back the war horses, and the Heshuote cavalry who followed him also stopped one after another.

"Okay!" Batuer seemed to have made a decision.

The last Junggar Cavalry and the Heshuote Cavalry formed a formation on the shore of Qinghai Lake, and thousands of people formed a formation in the direction the enemy was about to fight.

The cold northwest wind shaved along the valleys in the southern part of the Qilian Mountains and shattered on their firm faces. All herders knew that once the cavalry stopped, they would fight to the death with the enemy in the final battle. In the current situation, they had almost no hope of victory, and if this battle continued, almost all the cavalry present would be killed.

Everyone's breathing became calm, as if they were waiting for the final judgment. When the enemy appeared on the local gaze, I was rushing to the moment of death. But that was fine, they were finally able to be free and no longer needed to escape like a coward.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the shadows of people and horses gradually grew. However, what is surprising is that the enemies that should have appeared on the horizon have never appeared.

Batuer was puzzled: "Where is the enemy? Didn't it mean that the enemy was found in the rear, northwest and southwest directions?"

Gu Shihan also found it incredible. He was ready to die in the battlefield with his sword, but the situation that should have been surrounded by enemies did not seem to have appeared, and the enemy had not appeared.

"Is it because the enemy was thinking too much that we thought we were using military plans, so we didn't dare to approach us easily? Or because they had other arrangements?" Gu Shihan asked.

"The whistle cavalry went to explore the enemy's traces." Batur asked a team of cavalry to separate and explore the enemy.

After a while, the whistle cavalry that had been exploring twenty miles forward rushed back. Everyone set their sights on them.

"Captain, we saw the enemy ten miles away and began to retreat, for unknown reasons..." the knight on the horse said panting.

"The enemy retreated? In which direction?" Batur and Gushihan asked in surprise.

"From the direction of Dunhuang City." The whistle cavalry replied.

"How is this possible? They are obviously going to destroy us. Even if something happens, they are not in a hurry... Could it be that someone directly threatening their retreat?" Batur thought for a moment and realized something was wrong.

"Is it because the garrison from Jiayuguan was dispatched?" Gushihan said.

"There are only more than a thousand people in their place, how could they have the courage to enter the Western Regions on their own initiative?" Batu said, not believing it.

The Ming Dynasty gave up the Dunhuang area and retreated eastward to Jiayuguan. The Dunhuang city gradually became the garrison of some nomadic tribes. These nomadic tribes were captured and slaughtered by Cossack cavalry and Kazakh cavalry because of the Tsarist Russian coalition. They were captured and slaughtered by the Cossack cavalry and Kazakh cavalry. There were skulls hanging on the city walls.

The Dunhuang ancient city, which was severely eroded by wind and sand, once again flags from the army east of Jiayuguan were floating. At this time, in addition to Sun Chuanting's 500 Central Plains cavalry, there were also the Third Infantry Brigade. Sun Chuanting was the brigade officer of the Third Infantry Brigade, and the 500 cavalry was handed over to him by Xu Shi, the commander of the Seventh Corps. In other words, there are more than 3,000 people in Dunhuang City. The remaining two infantry brigades of the Seventh Corps are still preparing supplies in Jiayuguan. The two tribes of Junggar and Heshuote took the initiative to disrupt the plans of the Intelligence Department, the Military Information Department, and the Seventh Corps for the first time, making the preparations of the Seventh Corps panic. Letting the 3,000 troops enter Dunhuang City and drive away the Kazakh cavalry is already the limit of current dispatch. Even if more troops come to station in Dunhuang City, gunpowder and food alone cannot be supplied. In winter, preparing for war is even more difficult.
Chapter completed!