Ustuma persisted for less than a quarter of an hour before being overrun by Tuobuhua's cavalry. In desperation, he could only lead his men to retreat to the west.
In this way, Ustumah's defeated troops ran into Chaika's rebel troops.
Caika couldn't figure out why Ustumah came at this time, but he didn't have time to think carefully, so he could only let people meet the enemy.
In the blink of an eye, Ustumah's men started fighting with Chaika's troops. Ustumah wanted to hit Chaika to death with a hammer.
Guess, you bastard, don’t you have eyes?
Ustumah wanted to lead his troops to retreat, but the pursuers behind him were even more fierce. He couldn't just do nothing and let the people who guessed the cards kill him, right?
While barely holding on, I asked someone to inform me about the card guessing.
After receiving the news, Caika quickly retreated his troops without thinking, but by this time, both sides had already suffered heavy casualties.
Facing Tobuhua's army, Cai Ka Na did not care about Ustuma's life or death. He took his own people and fled to the northwest decisively before Tobuhua came to kill them.
Although Chaika could escape, Ustumah's life was not so good. Except for a few people who escaped through Dushan, most of them were stopped near Dushan by the soldiers led by the sand sculpture.
After an hour of fierce fighting, Ustumah was cut down from his horse by Tuobuhua with a sword, and most of his troops chose to surrender.
Ustuma was killed, and Darel on the other side did not get any relief. On the bank of the Uri River, he encountered an infantry phalanx led by Tiemo.
However, Darile knew the current situation better than Ustuma, and when he saw something was wrong, he decisively led his men to dismount and surrender, thus saving his life.
At this point, most of Sunit's tribe had fallen into Tie Mo's hands, and only Caika still managed to survive in the northwest corner of Hanhai Grassland with a few people.
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Hanhai Prairie, Mosnaya Tent.
Today, the flags of the Naiman tribe cover the sun and they are full of joy. Colorful ribbons are flying in the wind. On the wide field in the distance, many Mongolian men and women are singing and dancing.
On this day, almost all the main personnel of Zhang Beicheng's forces came to Mosna Yazhang. A dozen Shanxi merchants led by Chang Minyue and Cao Shengyu, the Mongolians led by Orger, Bale, Tuobuhua, and the rest were
Zhou Dingshan, Shi Hu, Liu Guoneng, Ruan Sangou and others.
After half a year, Tie Mo's efforts finally bore fruit, and now Tie Mo has become a force that cannot be underestimated in Zhangjiakou.
With victory after victory and harvest after harvest, Tie Mo's position has become more and more stable. Now, no one doubts Tie Mo's ability, whether it is Zhou Dingshan or Cao Shengyu. It can be said that this interest group carefully built by Tie Mo has become more and more stable.
We need to become more and more united.
Similarly, Tie Mo was also glad for his original decision. Without the help of the Chang family, Cao family and other Shanxi merchants, even if Tie Mo had the power to reach heaven and earth, he might not have been able to do so much in such a short period of time.
's foundation.
When he achieved success, he had to worry about the Ming Dynasty.
He could tie Shanxi merchants to his station car and advance and retreat together, why couldn't Zhu Youjian? As an emperor, Zhu Youjian had unique advantages, but he was too idealistic and wanted to clean up the eunuchs.
Today, everyone gathered at Mosnaya tent. In addition to celebrating victory and sharing the fruits, they were also witnessing an important ceremony.
At noon, the temporary red platform was lit with flames. For a while, beacon smoke billowed, music played, and the men and women singing and dancing became even more joyful.
Akun, the old man of the Naiman tribe, slowly walked up to the high platform on crutches. When he stood in the center, the whole tribe became quiet. The music stopped suddenly, and Tie Mo and Aqige walked out of the tent together and walked towards the high platform.
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Tie Mo is a little different today. He is wearing a blue robe with Mongolian characteristics and a hat representing the Mongolian nobility.
After walking up to the high platform and bowing down, Akun stretched out his hand to press Tie Mo's forehead, looked up at the sky, and prayed a few words in Mongolian.
At this time, a Mongolian girl came to Akun holding a hada. This hada was very different from ordinary hada. The hada was woven from silk, with a soft texture and covered with five colors of blue, white, yellow, green and red.
This kind of hada, called colorful hada, is only used when it is dedicated to the gods or people close to the tribe.
Akun put the soft hada on Tie Mo's neck, then bowed slightly to the earth with both hands.
Tie Mo thanked him loudly and turned around slowly. At this time, his heart was no longer as calm as he looked.
It was a simple and solemn ceremony, but it represented that the Mongolians recognized his identity as an iron man and accepted him as the golden sword consort of the Naiman tribe. From now on, I can take in the hearts of the Mongolians, guide them, and use them for me.
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He raised the golden sword in his hand, and in an instant, the entire Mosna tent resounded with shouts one after another.
"Blue Wolf King..."
"Blue Wolf King..."
Listening to the louder shouts, Tie Mo's heart surged.
With the support of these Mongolians, I can truly leave Zhangjiakou and realize my dreams in this troubled world.
I have come to this era!
Then I will not let the Ming Dynasty collapse in a humble way, and I will use my blood to build a stronger future.
Amid the cheers, a heroic woman looked at the man on the high platform with complex eyes. At this moment, not only did the Mongolians accept Tie Mo's identity, Tie Mo also recognized Aqige's status.
For some reason, when I see Aqige standing closely beside Tie Mo, I always feel a little disappointed in my heart.
...
The war has finally come to an end, and victory belongs to you, but there are many things to do next.
The integration of the Naiman and Sunit tribes, the future planning of the Hanhai Prairie, and the most important military reorganization.
It is already difficult for the Mongols to be professional soldiers like the Ming Dynasty's frontier troops, train together, eat and drink together, not to mention that the Naiman tribe and the Sunit tribe have been fighting for hundreds of years.
In just a few days, people from different tribes got together. There were no major problems, but small problems continued.
Although these are small problems, if they are not resolved, they will turn into big problems sooner or later.
In Mosna's tent, important military personnel gathered together. Tie Mo took the message record sent by the sand sculpture and complained with a dark face.
"It's only been a few days? See for yourselves, how many things have happened?"
No wonder Tie Mo was angry. The Naiman tribe and the Sunit tribe didn't like each other. They were asked to train together, and the conflicts continued. The most hateful thing was that Orger and Tuobuhua were both protectors.
"The quarrels, the mockings, let's not talk about these. Who can get into a fight over who drinks the first bowl of water first? Is this how you usually lead troops?"
Zhou Dingshan, Liu Guoneng and others looked at their noses and minds, as if the matter had nothing to do with them. Tie Mo sprayed for a while, then turned to stare at Zhou Dingshan.
"Why don't you talk? Humph, do you think this matter has nothing to do with you?"
Liu Guoneng twitched the corner of his mouth and said with a wry smile: "Tie Shouwei, this matter is an internal matter of the Mongolian brothers, and it is not easy for us to interfere."