When the first ray of sunshine of the morning sun shines on the earth, the morning mist is just beginning to come, and the Mongolian camp that stood majestic in the past has become ruined.
The cavalry was on guard. In the broken Mongolian military camp, the Daheng Dragon Banner was hanging high, and a famous soldier could not hide his fatigue and walked in the sea of ​​corpses and blood in the village, cleaning up the end of the war.
The Mongolian army, which was facing the border in the past, had retreated for dozens of miles. The two armies stood in confrontation on the Gobi Desert, and the scouts from both sides were fighting and fighting in this buffer zone of dozens of miles.
"What a pity!"
On the broken village wall, Zhao Wu looked at the Mongolian army that had retreated for dozens of miles, and suddenly filled a sip of wine, smashed his mouth, and couldn't help but sigh.
The side of the party laughed:
"Although Lin Danhan is known as a army of hundreds of thousands, his direct subordinates, only less than 100,000 string pullers from the Chahar tribe. The one with the worst casualties this night attack was Lin Danhan's direct subordinates."
"It's October now, and it's winter soon. Lin Danhan is stealing chickens and losing rice this time. When he withdraws back to the grassland, as long as we keep an eye on the market, Lin Danhan will probably be sad this winter!"
"I'll probably get severely damaged after a few years of trouble with him."
"Is your brain OK?"
Zhao Wu glanced at the general, stretched his waist, and poured another sip of wine on it. The wine dripped along his chin onto the armor, which immediately made the almost dry blood stain on the armor brighter.
"Dorgon's back stabbing so hard this time, Lin Danhan will definitely not fight again. Let's clean up quickly and withdraw them all."
Zhao Wu looked at the direction of the escape from the Later Jin Dynasty at night and couldn't hide his smile: "You guys can't say anything, this Dorgon is really cruel!"
The general on the side smiled and said, "It is probably because Lin Danhan was too ruthless and he did not give the Later Jin Dynasty a way out, and he forced Dorgon to anger!"
Another general also spoke: "I observed it. When Hou Jin escaped last night, it was estimated that there were less than half of them. Such a few people would probably not be able to live on the grassland!"
"I want me to tell you, then Dorgon is willing to go out of his way this time. He will definitely not stay in the ruling area of ​​Lin Dankhan. He will probably give up. Taking advantage of Lin Dankhan's main force is still here, he will take the opportunity to rob the grassland and then escape, and run as far as possible..."
"Haha, Lin Danhan probably has to catch a fire in the backyard again. This winter is hard to bear!"
Between the mountains of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, the generals talked and laughed.
In the Mongolian camp, there are completely different scenes.
The temporary backspin of the Later Jin Dynasty and Zhao Wu's resolute attack, strictly speaking, the losses were nothing for the entire Mongolian army.
But the problem is that whether it is the back stab of the Later Jin Dynasty or Zhao Wu's robbery, they are targeting the Mongolian Central Army Dazhai, and the Central Army Dazhai have always been Lin Danhan's direct troops standing.
Therefore, the heavy losses this time were only heavy losses from Lin Dankhan's direct troops. For other Mongolian troops, more of it was just a fun time. Of course, gloating is inevitable.
After all, for the Mongolian tribes, what is important is that those with strong soldiers and horses are kings. No matter what law or principle is, on the grassland, it is nothing.
Now Lin Dankhan is the Great Khan of the Mongolian Khan, and his reliance is the strong soldiers and horses of the Chahar tribe, which is the direct descendant of Lin Dankhan.
Once the Chahar tribe is weak and cannot restrain the grasslands, who will care about him, the Mongolian Khan?
It was precisely under this mentality that the overnight battle was almost always fought by Lin Danhan's main force. Except for a very small number of tribes that were deeply involved in the Chahar tribe, the vast majority of the other Mongolian tribes were outside watching the fun.
Lin Danhan naturally knew this very clearly, but no matter how clear he was, he had no choice.
After all, in this Mongolian grassland, we never talk about the law and principles, but only the law and power of the weak are the prey of the weak.
The Mongolian Khan Talindan Khan is just a Mongolian wolf.
The following ones, what I think about is never how to be loyal to him or how to do things for Mongolia, but how to replace him as the leader!
As for Daheng’s threat…
I talked about this issue with the direct descendants of the Chahar tribe, and some people heard it, and told other tribes that it was to play the piano against cows.
No matter how powerful Daheng is, they will not care about this threat, and they will even like it.
After all, the sky fell and the tall man stood up.
And Talin Dankhan, Tachahar tribe, is this tall man.
Daheng wanted to step on the grassland, plow the courtyard and sweep the caves, and the main target was also the Tachahar tribe.
The other Mongolian tribes are definitely hoping that Daheng will annihilate the Tachahar tribe!
After all, Daheng cannot stay in the grassland for a long time. When Daheng retreats, the huge Chahar tribe is just a huge piece of fat meat at the mercy of others!
All kinds of thoughts flowed in Lin Danhan's mind. After a long time, Lin Danhan seemed to have come to his senses. Looking at the map, his already gloomy expression had a little more cold murderous intent.
"Da Khan, Da Heng..."
A general hurried into the tent, but he stopped talking.
Lin Danhan frowned: "What's wrong?"
"Da Khan, go and have a look. Daheng has retreated!"
Lin Danhan glanced at the general coldly and walked out quickly. He saw a large number of Mongolian soldiers gathered at the gate and by the village wall.
Seeing this scene, Lin Danhan couldn't help but feel trembling. He quickly walked to the gate and looked in the direction of the soldiers pointing. The scene that came into view almost made Lin Danhan stare at him!
"brute!"
"It's time to kill!"
"I will kill you!"
Lin Danhan's roar drifted freely between the sky, but it could not change the slightest ending.
I saw that on a hill not far from the Mongolian garrison, several Jingguans with heads piled up were clearly visible!
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"Hahahahahahaha!"
Through the telescope, looking at the terrifying look of the Mongolian soldiers and the crazy appearance of Lin Danhan, Zhao Wu laughed wildly.
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The general was frightened and was helpless at his father-in-law's will. When he ran to a place so close to the main force of Mongolia, he was the only one who had the courage to build Jingguan!
"What are you afraid of!"
Zhao Wu waved his hand indifferently.
"We will fight with him!"
"I'm afraid that Lin Danhan doesn't have the courage!"
Zhao Wu looked at the scene of the Mongolian camp with interest. He naturally hoped that Lin Danhan would be angry and fight him desperately.
It has been revealed clearly since last night's night attack.
The other Mongolian tribes were not enthusiastic about this war to Mongolia to go south, nor were they loyal to Lin Danhan.
If Lin Danhan forces the battle, the other Mongolian tribes will definitely have a great chance of watching the fun.
Of course, if Lin Danhan was not angry and dared not beat him again, he could use this Jingguan to attack Lin Danhan's prestige in Mongolia...
"Have you really endured it?"
After waiting for a long time, several Jingguans were piled up, but Mongolia did not send troops. Zhao Wu smashed his mouth and couldn't help but admire Lin Danhan's forbearance.
This is bullying. If you don’t fight back, you will be so good at turtle shrank!
"Master, why don't you send someone to scold me?"
The generals have bad ideas.
"No need, I'll endure it. I'm still afraid that Lin Danhan will scold you?"
Zhao Wu waved his hand: "You go and count which Mongolian tribes really supported Lin Danhan last night, and which ones are just showing off."
"I will obey the order!"
The general retreated, and Zhao Wu looked at the continuous Mongolian camp with a faint gaze, as if a bit of danger appeared.
Join forces and connect, win over and divide...
These tricks were useless in the past because he was too troubled by Daheng and could not pay attention to the grassland, and Lin Dankhan's rule was quite stable.
But now...
Lin Danhan obviously had unsteady restraints against the Mongolian tribes and was defeated many times, and the main force of the direct line suffered heavy losses...
Other Mongolian tribes are obviously ambitious...
Chapter completed!