Gechi Khan looked up and down at the young man in front of him, with a mocking look in his eyes.
"It seems that the young prince has not yet figured out the situation at hand. Do you think you have the ability to bargain with me? This is Khan's home court."
As Gechi Khan spoke, he waved his saber, and the surrounding Mongolian cavalry immediately charged forward.
But the soldiers around Zhu Gui had no intention of giving in. Although they were at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers, their momentum was not weaker than their opponents.
And Zhu Gui directly shot and killed the soldier closest to Gechi Khan. The man covered his neck and fell down with a look of disbelief on his face.
Even to his death, he still didn't understand why Zhu Gui dared to shoot in the presence of so many people, and it was he who died.
Seeing the fate of his soldiers, Gechi Khan couldn't help being frightened and angry.
Zhu Gui said first: "Now you should understand that although the home field advantage is yours, I, the king, can conflict to this point. Naturally, there are some tricks in this first case."
"What a prince of Akito, he is indeed very brave. Well, I will promise you this. If I lose, I will withdraw my troops, but you can't use the hidden weapon in your hand."
Gechi Khan was not a fool. He knew that he could not avoid the opponent's "hidden weapon", so he immediately raised this point.
"Okay." Zhu Gui nodded.
"Hey, are you stupid? How can you beat him without a pistol? Or let me do it." Xu Miaoqing said immediately.
She knew Zhu Gui's skills. Without the use of firearms, his skills were not as good as hers, not to mention that she was also ahead of him in terms of skills in using firearms.
"Don't worry, you haven't given birth to ten or eight children for me, so I will be fine." Zhu Gui said with a smile.
"Hate, what are you talking about? Be careful." Xu Miaoqing glared at Zhu Gui, but she had already agreed to the other party's fight.
Zhu Gui handed the two guns into Xu Miaoqing's hands, then took a flintlock gun from the soldiers beside him, and then exchanged it for a bayonet in the system store and inserted it into the flintlock gun.
This makes the flintlock look like a long single-edged sword.
Seeing this, Xu Miaoqing raised the corners of her mouth and finally relaxed her clenched hands.
Gechi Khan had no doubt that he was there. He thought the flintlock was a cold weapon, so he mounted his horse and slashed at Zhu Gui with his sword.
Zhu Gui did not fire immediately, but tried to use his bayonet to deflect the opponent's scimitar.
But he still underestimated Gechi Khan, who was in his prime and had passed the coming-of-age ceremony for a Mongolian warrior, so he was much stronger than him.
As soon as the weapons came into contact, Zhu Gui almost dropped the flintlock gun, and his arms were numb from the shock.
There was a look of surprise in his eyes.
When Guchi Khan saw that Zhu Gui's spear had not been split open, a strange look flashed in his eyes: "Yes, you can catch my move at such a young age, but I will knock you off the horse with the next move."
Forgive me, Gechi Khan clamped his horse's belly, shouted loudly, and rushed towards Zhu Gui with his scimitar raised.
"careful!"
Xu Miaoqing couldn't help shouting.
Zhu Gui snorted coldly, raised his flintlock gun and pointed it at Guchi Khan, followed by a 'bang' sound.
Gechi Khan was startled, immediately tightened his horse, and then began to touch his whole body.
He was not injured, but he was frightened and angry and suddenly felt the world spin. It turned out that his horse suddenly fell.
He suddenly fell to the ground, and just as he was about to stand up, Zhu Gui's bayonet was already pressed against his neck.
Gechi Khan raised his head and looked at Zhu Gui: "Huh, kill me if you want, but you won't survive if I die."
Zhu Gui took back his flintlock gun and said, "I will not kill you, but you have lost. As agreed, you must withdraw your troops."
Gechi Khan was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Okay, Khan can withdraw his troops, but you seem to have overlooked one thing, that is, this battle with the Ming people was not carried out by our Gechi tribe in one fell swoop."
"What do you mean by this?" Zhu Gui's face became solemn.
"Humph, the Guchi tribe can withdraw its troops, but this war is far from over."
The Guchi tribe walked back.
"Wait a moment."
Zhu Gui borrowed a pistol from Xu Miaoqing and placed the gun on the grass in front of Gechi Khan.
"What do you mean?" Gechi Khan asked angrily.
"Since letting you go will not affect the war situation, it seems that it would be more beneficial to our army to deal with you, right?"
After Zhu Gui finished speaking, he shot Gechi Khan in the right arm holding the knife.
Gechi Khan cried out in pain, and the Mongolians around him wanted to come to rescue him, but Zhu Gui's soldiers were faster, with many guns pointed at them, and held Gechi Khan hostage in the center.
The calm look on Gechi Khan's face finally disappeared.
"What do you want to do?"
"It's very simple. Since you can cheat, then I will use your name."
Zhu Gui said calmly.
…
The Mongols who once again attacked the Ganzhou city wall suddenly heard the sound of retreat horns.
Although they were surprised, they had to retreat to the city.
The leaders of each tribe even received invitations from Gechi Khan to discuss military affairs.
They returned to the highland camp with questions in their minds.
But as soon as they entered the camp, they discovered something unusual.
There was not a single Mongolian in the camp, but it was occupied by a group of Ming people armed with firearms.
Gechi Khan was tied up in the center of the camp with mixed feelings of grief and anger. Next to him sat Zhu Gui, who was drinking tea.
"How's it going? Everyone is almost here, right?" Zhu Gui looked at Xu Miaoqing aside.
"According to Gechi Khan, there are a total of twenty-two tribal chiefs here, and twenty of them have been captured so far." Xu Miaoqing said with a smile.
Zhu Gui put down his tea cup, stood up and said, "It's time to close the net."
So these tribal chiefs were escorted opposite Gechi Khan.
"Can we order the withdrawal of troops now?"
Zhu Gui asked calmly.
Gechi Khan's face turned red.
"Mingren is really cunning. This Khan agrees to withdraw the troops, but you can't hurt us."
"This is possible, but the leaders of each tribe must pledge their heirs and promise not to attack the border towns again within four years, and to give up all previously captured cities."
Zhu Gui said.
The reason why it was four years was because according to history, the Battle of Jingnan would break out in four years. Even if the Mongols did not want to plunder, he had no intention of letting them go.
But when these Mongolians heard his words, their faces showed sadness.
"Are you trying to force us to death? Instead of doing this, we might as well fight to the death with you."
Gechi Khan said loudly.
The chiefs of other tribes had the same expression.
Only then did Zhu Gui realize the problem. Due to natural disasters, it seemed that the Mongols would not be able to survive this winter if they did not plunder the Ming people.