"That's a lie! The Great Khan just lost, where will he die?"
Mu Huali shouted sharply.
He was so angry that his roar immediately overwhelmed Na Ke'er's cry. But as soon as he roared, he immediately knew that something was wrong. He looked around at his companions on guard duty. After all, he was staying in the enemy's capital overnight. Although Mu Huali
Several captains were sent out, but there were still a lot of elite knights left around. Now, these knights all showed expressions of disbelief and shock.
"It's just a small defeat! The Great Khan is not dead! The Great Khan cannot die either!" Mu Huali shouted again.
However, it can be seen from the expressions of the knights that his explanation is really weak, and compared with the tide-like shouts from the outside world, it is even less convincing.
These cavalrymen are confused! They can't fight!
If the knights who are close to him are like this, what will happen to so many Mongolians scattered in the city?
Mu Huali felt dizzy, and blood poured from his body into his forehead.
"Get on your horses! Follow me out to fight!" He shouted loudly, urging the knights to follow him and gallop towards Fengyi Gate.
But at the same time, he felt that his head was as dizzy as a lake, and he couldn't think of how to deal with the situation at hand. He just subconsciously urged the horse to gallop.
The huge sound was still roaring, and Mu Huali passed by many Mongolians who were sitting on the ground crying, scolding them for daring to give up bows and arrows that should be regarded as life, and for abandoning weapons that were regarded as treasures. Until he saw
The tall nine-blade white banner was surrounded by several Ding navy knights, and the one under the banner was not Genghis Khan. There was only a row of cavalry holding heads on bamboo poles, and a young man wearing green velvet armor.
General!
This person must be Guo Ning! He came too fast!
Mu Huali has followed Genghis Khan for twenty years and fought countless battles. He knows very well that in a battle between strong opponents, one side rarely has the upper hand and wins easily. Most wars have a clear winner in the eyes of outsiders.
, in fact, if you are in the game, you will know that the difference between victory and death is often just a hair. Although the winner is on ice, the loser also has the opportunity to make a comeback. The critical moment of life and death is like gambling, and the competition is which side is more tenacious.
, which side can bite the bullet more and make a bet.
That's why Mu Huali tightly sealed the news of the defeat of the Great Khan and seized the time to seize Zhongdu. As long as the Daxing Prefecture of Zhongdu changes hands before Ding Haijun marches, it will be the beginning of a new round of competition, and Ding Hai Hai will
The victory over the Great Khan could be contained south of Zhongdu Road.
But he never expected that Ding Haijun would not take any rest after defeating Qie Xue's army. Guo Ning would immediately raise his troops to attack Zhongdu!
In just a few days, he has actually gathered enough strength to fight for the Central Capital. Even the Mongols, who are famous for their endurance, cannot do this. Is it possible that the Han sergeants of the Ding Navy can survive after death?
Grow out of the soil? Or are all these soldiers really made of iron?
Mu Huali couldn't understand.
What made Mu Huali even more angry was Ding Haijun's undermining.
He only knew that Genghis Khan was defeated, but he did not expect that the defeat would be so embarrassing. Even the nine-pin white banner representing the Great Khan was thrown to Ding Haijun. As a result, Ding Haijun used the nine-pin white banner to clear the way and spread the word wherever he went.
Mu Huali had no way to explain the news that the Great Khan had died in battle!
"The Great Khan is not dead! Don't be fooled!"
Mu Huali shouted sternly to the soldiers on the left and right. The soldiers were all familiar with his voice. In the past, he could make thousands of people follow him through fire and water with just one shout. But now, the weeping people are still crying and the panicked people are still there.
Panic. Before the Dinghai cavalry that poured into Fengyi Gate, the Mongols retreated step by step, and even the Khitan and Shuhu Gaoqi's subordinates who followed them turned pale and retreated step by step.
Their fighting spirit was almost completely shattered.
Ding Haijun's approach really hit the seemingly strongest point of the Mongols, but it was also their weakest point, which was their fanatical reverence for Genghis Khan.
In the eyes of the Mongols, Genghis Khan was more than just an ordinary leader, and more than just a military commander.
For thousands of years, people on the grasslands have been mortal enemies of each other, attacking each other, and countless powerful tribes have been born and destroyed, just like the rise and fall of billions of stars in the night sky. But this situation completely ended when Genghis Khan completely unified the entire grassland.
From then on, there was only the Great Mongolia on the grassland, and there were only thousands of households directly under the jurisdiction of the Great Mongolia, but there was no longer any distinction between tribes and races.
Genghis Khan's spirit was so majestic that it was enough to impress everyone on the grassland. Just a dozen years ago, the countless powerful warriors on the grassland were Tatars, Merqids, Keleds, and Naimans, but now they are
They are all Mongols. This is not because they love the name Mongolia so much, but because they admire the representative of the Mongols, the wise and wise Genghis Khan.
This process is inevitably bumpy. While respecting Genghis Khan, there are always some old tribal leaders who want to get involved to gain benefits for themselves, which has caused several turmoils. But these are necessary sacrifices.
Because the rough herdsmen on the grassland do not understand the concept of nation, nor can they understand the need for the tribes on the grassland to integrate into one. The only principle they have understood and accepted from generation to generation is to respect the strong. So,
Genghis Khan must be an unprecedented strong man, a powerful god that meets the expectations of the Mongols!
The gods drive the Mongols, the gods inspire the Mongols, and the gods guide the Mongols to launch wars, wave the whip of conquest, and kill as much as they want. The rich spoils after victory continue to satisfy the Mongolians who have been trapped in poverty for a long time, and continue to stimulate their growing greed.
want.
Their greed itself will prompt them to believe in the nobility and greatness of Genghis Khan from the bottom of their hearts, making Genghis Khan's image less and less like an ordinary person, and more like a god who is born to be superior to all Mongolians.
This was a rare political method on the grasslands since ancient times, and it actually united countless low-level Mongolians into one body and formed an invincible army, achieving unprecedented results.
The question is, what if Genghis Khan failed?
What if Genghis Khan died?
The pillar supporting the hearts of all Mongolians has fallen!
The reason why Muhuali suppressed the news of Genghis Khan's fiasco and had to wait until the central capital was decided before slowly releasing it was because it was difficult for the Mongolian soldiers to accept it all at once. And such secrets would either be strictly guarded or spread.
All over the army. Once the thousands of households in the Mongolian army know, the hundreds of households will soon know. Once the hundreds of households know, the captains of ten and ordinary soldiers, and even the auxiliary troops of the Khitan or Jurchens, last night
Everyone under Shuhu Gaoqi, who has just taken refuge in Mongolia, will know.
If this is the case, all the troops in the city will be shaken. What else can Mu Huali do in Zhongdu City?
Now, Ding Haijun is shouting like this, and they also say that Genghis Khan is dead! This news is more terrifying than the defeat of the Great Khan!
Mu Huali didn't dare to think about what would happen next.
If the two armies were fighting at this time, Mu Huali would be able to calm down and command decisively. The two sides are now facing each other intensively on the wide street inside Fengyi Gate. The distance between the cavalry on both sides is not more than five feet. In fact, as long as the order is given,
When a platoon of cavalry draws their bows and launches them, they will immediately cause huge damage to the enemy.
But now, Mu Huali doesn't dare to give orders at all. Because he is afraid that no one will pay attention to the orders. Because once no one pays attention to them, it means that the fighting spirit of all Mongolians will collapse. And he can feel that the fighting spirit of the Mongolians is now as low as
The trembling rocks on the edge of the cliff are about to collapse!
Therefore, Mu Huali could only be held hostage in the retreating Mongolian queue, trying to gather as many trusted people as possible to have them shout something different from what Ding Haijun said.
"Don't be deceived! That's not the head of the Great Khan! It was disguised by thieves from the Ding Navy with a head of unknown origin! There is nothing wrong with the Great Khan! The Great Khan will come to Zhongdu soon!"
Faced with Mu Huali's explanation, Guo Ning responded simply: "Ni Yi!"
"exist!"
"Throw it to them!"
Ni rushed out of the queue, picked off the fleshy heads from the bamboo poles one by one, and threw them into the queue of people and horses surrounded by the Mongols.
The first head was thrown to the ground, splattered with blood, and rolled over. It was the centurion Zana, a famous warrior in the Qixue army, who often accompanied Genghis Khan.
The second head, the third head, the fourth, and the fifth were all familiar to the Mongolians. Each head fell, causing violent exclamations and retreats, just like a stone thrown into water.
Spread the waves in all directions.
As the Mongolians screamed in surprise, the sixth head arrived again. People from far away could clearly see the white hair. It was Zhabal Fireman, a noble man who had followed Genghis Khan for decades.
, the Khan’s most trusted attendant!
When the seventh head flew up, some Mongolians began to kneel to the ground in despair. This head was still in the air, and everyone recognized the head full of braided hair and bright and colorful stone decorations.
Everyone is familiar with it. That is the great shaman Huoerchi! That is the spokesperson of the Changsheng Heaven! That is the person who represents the Changsheng Heaven and conferred the title of Khan to Genghis Khan!
The great shaman is dead! This is real, true!
The great shaman is dead, whose head is it?
Who can withstand such a blow? Who dares to think about it? More and more Mongolian cavalry can't care about anything. They no longer scream or shout, but fall into despair.
When General Ni went to pull the last head off the bamboo pole, the Mongolian spirit completely collapsed.
No one can bear the horror of seeing Genghis Khan's head. Everything is over, there are no accidents, no turning points, and the Mongols have no destiny. The grasslands will return to their original cold and cruel appearance. The invincible gods will fall, and everyone will be helpless.
Avoid death.
Except for a few people around Mu Huali, all the Mongolians screamed wildly and then galloped away.
The Mongols ran away, and the Khitan people also started to run away, and then the smarter soldiers from Daxing Prefecture followed closely behind.
The Khitans and the soldiers who surrendered did not fully understand the panic of the Mongols. They only knew that the enemy suddenly entered the city, and then the fierce Mongolian cavalry suddenly ran away like crazy. Many people had just gathered from all over the city to Fengyi.
When I opened the door, I didn't know what was happening, but I noticed that the person in front turned around and ran, and everyone around me was running.
There were noisy crowds everywhere, like sheep being chased by ferocious beasts, and like flies buzzing around. The Khitans and surrendered soldiers could not care about anything else. They only knew that the situation had changed again. At this time,
You had to run ahead of others. Because there were so many people running, they began to push and collide with each other in the alleyways, and many people and horses collided with each other.