Looking north from the barren mountain called Tolgoi, he finally saw the dust and smoke rising from the Yuan army's cavalry at the junction of heaven and earth. Li Xia pursed his chapped lips and began to issue orders one after another.
The army's food and grass had been exhausted, and for many days they could only drink mare's milk. Even he felt hungry and unbearable.
His beard had not been shaved for a long time, and there were really fleas crawling in it. He also smelled bad. When he was resting at night, even Duo Siman, who liked to stick to him the most, said he smelled too bad.
Li Xia sometimes thought that he shouldn't have taken her with him. He thought he would be able to recruit some Mongolians, but he didn't expect that she had been spoiled by the soil and water of Chang'an and was too squeamish. Fortunately, she knew how to take care of the horses during this kind of march. Squeezing mare's milk and other logistical matters were something she had been taught by Uluru Hunai since she was a child.
The plan to ambush Mang Ge La did not go well, so Li Xia once again thought of using real gold.
For him, real gold is a role that has little effect even if it is obtained, but it is the focus of the dispute between the old Mongolian faction and the Hanchen faction, and can always stir up the nerves of the Mongolian and Yuan royal families.
What he did was very simple. He simply asked his soldiers to look for real gold nearby, and when they encountered herdsmen, they would capture it as a guide and ask if they had seen a young and elegant Mongolian.
Then add in the details, such as picking a fox fur from the loot and telling the soldiers that it was left behind when real gold was exchanged with people in a certain tribe a month ago.
When the herdsmen really thought that Tang Jun was looking for real gold, Brother Manla would naturally think that the real gold was in this area.
As for the intrigues among the Yuan army over real gold, that was not what Li Xia had considered.
But he believed that there would definitely be one. Since Ogedai's death, the Golden Family has been keen on fighting each other, and this time should be no exception.
He even hoped that Brother Manla could send some troops over so that he could complete an ambush, plunder some supplies, and restore some morale to the soldiers.
really.
"Really coming?"
Duo Siman was very surprised and said in a low voice: "How can you really deceive Maunge La's soldiers and horses by leaving just a few herdsmen? How could this happen?"
"I know the Golden Family better than you do." Li Xia said.
He didn't get up in a hurry. The terrain in Mobei can be described in one sentence as "running to death while looking at the mountains." The Tang army continued to rest on the south side of the mountain, allowing the Yuan army's cavalry to continue running.
"The Yuan army's scouting horses did not disperse too far. This time they were not as cautious as the day before yesterday."
"That's good."
Li Xia could feel that the enemy generals had somewhat changed their mentality due to the real gold. To put it simply, they were not so focused on fighting.
Yang Ben calmly raised his sight tube to calculate the strength of the Yuan army, and said: "There are no more than three thousand people. They seem to be dispersed."
"Give them real gold." Li Xia said.
Yang Ben smiled and said: "I accept the order."
After the military order was issued, a young voice in the army responded: "I will play the real gold."
After a while, several soldiers wearing Yuan army armor bypassed Tolgoi Mountain and ran towards the Yuan army. When they got close, they seemed to see the flag of the Yuan army, so they suddenly reined up their horses and fled south.
The Yuan army quickly sent people to catch up.
To the south of Tolgoi Mountain, Tang Jun finally got on his horse calmly and started running and sprinting...
~~
At the Yuan Army Camp in Caolemu Mountain in the northwest, Li Dehui had to remind Mang Ge La and said: "Your Highness, we cannot stay here for too long. It is time to set off to see His Majesty."
"Didn't Mr. Wang say that the Tang army might want to ambush us?" Madge said, "We should be more cautious."
Li Dehui smiled bitterly and said: "Prudence does not mean stationing here, as long as we do not neglect our precautions during the march. All the baggage we left in Gaochang was burned by Lian Xixian. There are not many cattle and sheep in the army, only dried meat."
and cheese. It's going to snow soon, and the horses won't be able to eat fodder..."
Even if you try your best, it will inevitably appear verbose.
The busy brother frowned, and there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes. He thought to himself, it would be the same if the army left first, leaving only a team of people to look for real gold, and then said: "Then listen to the king, tomorrow morning
Then set off."
"That's fine, I will arrange it now." Li Dehui asked again: "Your Highness, has Chuche Tuhai not returned to the camp yet? Last night, His Highness sent two more thousand-man troops out of the camp?"
"Oh, Prime Minister, don't worry about it. I'll tell Tan Ma to stay away."
"Yeah?"
Brother Ma turned slightly sideways, avoiding Li Dehui's gaze, and did not reveal the truth to his Wang Xiang...
~~
The war horse neighs.
Li Xia turned sideways, dodged the incoming arrows, kicked the horse's belly and rushed into the Yuan army's formation. His long spear pierced the body of a centurion.
In this round of charge, the 7,000 Tang troops waited for work against the 3,000 Yuan army cavalry rushing towards them, and directly penetrated the Yuan army's line.
One by one, the Yuan soldiers had already turned around and ran away. Those who escaped slowly were stabbed under their horses by the Tang army.
Soon there was a sound of gold ringing, and the Yuan army immediately retreated, leaving only blood, corpses, and wounded soldiers and horses rolling on the ground screaming and screaming.
Some soldiers of the Tang Dynasty cheered and wanted to dismount and take care of their swords and peel off the spoils of war.
Apart from anything else, at least tonight we can have a few more tents to shelter from the wind, and we can roast horse meat and eat it openly.
However, Li Xia immediately ordered to continue the pursuit.
Yang Ben received the military order and did not forget to shout and add.
"Little Party Xiang, you lead the team to clean up the battlefield, roast the horse meat, and wait until we come back from killing the enemy to celebrate!"
This is a very important morale booster.
The generals of the Tang Army shouted one after another: "Bring the meat on the grill, kill the enemy and celebrate again when you come back!"
At the same time, in order to motivate the soldiers, Li Xia has taken the lead and rushed to the front.
He raised the dragon flag.
The trumpet blew again, and the soldiers finally took their minds off the horse meat and roared one after another.
"Driving the deserters to his mother's camp, snatching them away and then coming back to celebrate..."
~~
Yuan army camp.
Mang Ge La barely managed to deal with Li Dehui, but he felt a little worried, so he went to see Yuxi Timur, the marshal of Wanhudu in his army, all night.
Yuxi Timur is the direct grandson of Borshu, one of the four founding heroes of Mongolia. He is only twenty-four years old this year, but he inherited his father's title when he was twenty years old. He is a noble among nobles.
Kublai Khan admired Yuxi Timur very much and recruited him to serve as a Qixue general very early, calling him a "capable officer".
Brother Manla had a good relationship with Yuxi Timur. When he entered the tent, he did not take any shelves and said with a smile: "It's too cold in your tent. I'll send some beauties to warm your tent."
"I have a wife, I don't need a beauty." Yuxi Timur said: "I need military exploits, and I am about to defeat Uluru Kunai. You should not withdraw from the Western Regions."
"Do you know why?"
Yuxi Timur said: "I don't care why. I only know that among your army, I am the only one who can still fight on the battlefield. The others are just trash gnawing on the bones of their ancestors."
"I regard you as my brother." Brother Ma stepped forward and said, "Compared with the many brothers my father Khan gave birth to, you are my real brother."
"If nothing else, Zhenjin and Namuhan are brothers from the same country as you."
"Do you think Zhenjin is a hero on the grassland? Do you think he should be the Great Khan?"
With that said, Brother Mang stepped forward and hugged Yuxi Timur's shoulders.
Yuxi Timur did not resist.
"I have something I want you to help me with." Busty Brother said: "Li Dehui persuaded me to leave, but there is one thing I need someone I trust to stay and watch for me."
"..."
Not long after, several beauties who were afraid of Uighurs were sent to Yuxi Timur's tent.
Yuxi Timur was a little impatient. He raised his head from the map and glanced at them. He looked at one of them and said, "Are you the one who accompanied the king a while ago?"
"yes."
"What is your name?"
"Namangan... Your Majesty has never asked my name for so long."
Yuxi Timur was slightly startled by these last words. After taking a closer look, he found that she was indeed the most beautiful, so he distributed the others to his generals, leaving Namangan alone.
He lay down and prepared to be served by her.
She was very obedient and moved very gently, taking off his smelly boots.
There was a strong stench filling the tent. Namangan didn't expect that the young, strong, and powerful marshal in front of him would be so unclean, and he was stunned for a moment.
"Ha." Yuxi Timur said lightly: "I am an orthodox Mongolian on the grassland. I cherish the water source. Unlike King Gaochang, Your Majesty, they wash it very clean. Those people are becoming more and more disobedient to their ancestors.
tradition.”
The beauty who was holding his other boot was stunned for a moment and wanted to say something, but finally didn't.
Good traditions can be kept and a good life should be lived...she thought to herself.
The next moment, the stronger sour smell made her unable to breathe.
It was Yuxi Timur who lifted her chin with his foot and said, "You are indeed beautiful."
"I serve the Generalissimo."
"You don't need to take off your armor. I don't take off my armor even when I sleep. You crawl over here..."
suddenly.
Yuxi Timur stopped moving and turned his head to look outside the tent.
"Commander?"
"Go away!"
The two cowhide boots were put back on the smelly feet. Namangan, who was knocked down on the blanket by a slap, turned around and saw that the young marshal had picked up the big knife and left the tent.
The night wind blew in, bringing with it a burst of cold and refreshing air, allowing her to take a breath.
After another while, she heard the killing cry.
~~
"Li Dehui was cautious and prudent, but still let the Tang army attack the camp."
Yuxi Timur snorted coldly in his heart, got on his horse, and did not immediately rush to the place where the fighting was going on. Instead, he began to order his generals to call out the soldiers immediately.
This is what a qualified commander should do.
Unfortunately, he was right about one thing... In this camp, he was the only commander-in-chief who could fight. The other four thousand households were all just waiting to die on the merits of their ancestors.
It's fine at ordinary times, but it's only when you encounter a tough battle that this disadvantage becomes apparent.
Soon, panicked screams came from the camp not far away.
"Stop the rout!"
"Don't let the defeated troops rush over..."
Suddenly the horn sounded and a loud roar in Chinese came.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
The momentum is astounding.
In an instant, this contrast in the morale of the two sides made Yuxi Timur confused for a moment, thinking of what Kublai Khan had said to him.
"Do you believe it? Except for you and a few people, it is difficult for the Mongolian generals to win battles today, so this Khan has to rely on the Han army..."