"Da Khan, just leave Naiman behind?" After hearing this, the commander next to him was a little surprised.

Lindan Batuer looked at him and sneered:

"What do you know? I am the Khan of the entire Great Mongolian. I want to consider the Chahar Golden Family!"

"It can only be said that Andal is not effective in fighting. The 30,000 Neman elite cavalry was actually made into dumplings by more than 20,000 Ming army!"

"Neman's tribe has collapsed, and our Chahar headquarters cannot be damaged. I will send me an order to start a number and withdraw troops!"

The commander had no choice but to order.

Sun Chuanting, in the middle barracks on the other side of Quye River, received the war report when Zhang Wanbang led his army to support the upstream.

However, he was not in a hurry to send troops, but just ordered the remaining six camps along the river to build camps and defend them based on their positions. This time, the chariot camp brought out by the Qin army finally had a place to use.

When Zhang Wanbang's personal soldiers came to report that the upstream had been recaptured, the Neiman tribe had collapsed, and Andal was killed, Sun Chuanting was relieved and then he sent an order.

Soon, the sixth camps of the Ming army, who received the order, slowly pressed forward.

Although the Ming army was unprepared to attack it, most of them were infantry after all, and Sun Chuanting had no intention of annihilation of the enemy at the beginning.

In his opinion, fighting with the Mongols still requires step by step. After all, the proportion of cavalry in the Ming army is low. Once it is dispersed, it will not be an opponent of the Mongolian cavalry at all.

So Sun Chuanting handed over all the cavalry to Datong General Zhang Wanbang, who did not fight such tough battles and wandered around with his cavalry.

The way of shooting this shot and shooting there was also a headache for Lindan Batuer.

For him, although the Ming army had few cavalry, they were of the same nature as the Eight Banners Iron Cavalry.

Every cavalry on the nine sides was wearing cotton armor, steel swords and silver spears, and the Mongolian cavalry's equipment was not as good as them, and they could not be defeated by fighting hard.

Lindan Batuer understood that if he wanted to defeat the cavalry led by Zhang Wanbang, he had to mobilize at least about 40,000 cavalry to use tactics.

But the Ming army will not give you such a chance, not to mention that the Ming Dynasty general Zhang Wanbang was the one who commanded this cavalry, which is even more difficult to deal with.

When news of the collapse of the Neiman tribe came, Lindanbatuer's first thought was not how to operate the means to turn the situation around, but to withdraw his troops.

Although he felt very sorry for Andal's death in battle, he was not much sad. Instead, he was secretly glad that the Chahar tribe had not suffered any damage.

During the two battles with the Ming Dynasty, almost all the Chahar tribes escaped without any hesitation, but the various Monan tribes who followed the battle were injured and killed.

The sound of retreating troops came from the clouds, and the lords of various departments were even more shocked.

Soon, Lindan Batuer, who made up his mind, summoned more than 60,000 cavalry from the Chahar tribe, threw down the coalition forces of the southern Mo tribes that were still fighting with the Ming army, and fled to the capital Chahanhot.

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North Road.

The Ming army suddenly appeared in the middle of the night and built three camps here. Zhuo Ketu of the Wuzhumuqin tribe was ordered to lead more than a dozen tribes in the south of the desert to fight with the Ming army here.

At this time, the morale of the Ming army, who had obtained the upstream battle situation, was gradually advancing based on the Qin army's chariot camp.

The Naiman tribe has collapsed, and the more than 20,000 cavalry of Datong General Zhang Wanbang disappeared. This is not good news for the Mongolian tribes on the northern route.

This is equivalent to the fact that their northern gate has been opened, and Zhang Wanbang may suddenly appear when the battle is in a state of anxiety.

If the tens of thousands of Ming troops in the three camps in front of them were all infantry, which was not enough to be taken seriously by Zhuo Ketu, then the 20,000 cavalry that disappeared would be enough to make them frightened.

"Woo woo woo woo--"

Suddenly, there were sounds of gongs coming from the sky.

Zhuo Ketu rushed in the front and was leading Wuzhumuqin's headquarters to attack the Qin army's chariot formation. He was shocked when he heard the news.

He could hear that this was the horn of the withdrawal of troops.

The lords were stunned and turned around and saw that the black Sulu ingot, which was standing firmly behind not long ago, was retreating rapidly.

The black Sulu ingot is Genghis Khan's totem, and in the Mongolian language, it is also a symbol of the god of war.

After Genghis Khan's death, only the orthodox Mongolian Khan was qualified to use this kind of big flag. The retreat of Sulu Ding almost caused a heavy blow to the entire Mongolian tribe.

At that moment, everyone had no fighting spirit.

"Hhutuketuhan withdrew?"

"Hutu Ketuhan left us and ran away!"

The Mongolian army came quickly and left quickly when withdrawing.

The Ming army only heard a riot in the Mongolian army. First, several troops on the periphery evacuated, and soon even the Wuzhumuqin troops were shaken.

"Hutuketuhan..." Zhuoketu looked at the direction of Lindanbatu's retreat, murmured for a few words, and said dejectedly:

"Retreat, retreat quickly!"

Sun Chuanting thought this would be a tough battle, but he didn't expect that Lin Danbatuer ran so decisively and quickly.

Soon, the Mongolian cavalry outside the seven camps on the line began to collapse and flee from all directions. The generals knew the truth that the enemy would not pursue.

What's more, this is in the Mongolian grassland.

Although the other side withdrew scattered, almost everyone was a cavalry, and the scattered were fast gathering, so the Ming army infantry could only join forces.

If you chase it separately, you can catch up but not. If you chase it too far, you will have the risk of being counterattacked.

The best result is obviously to clean up the battle situation, seize supplies, cut off the heads of those Mongolian corpses, and wait to go back and give up.

When Sun Chuanting chased the camp established by the Mongolians, he found that it was in chaos.

"Come on, find the corpses of the Mongolians for me, cut off their heads, and those who have cut more will be rewarded according to their military merits!" He Renlong laughed and said as he walked.

"Okay, your Madman He, I haven't seen him in the war, I'm positive to cut my head!" Datong Governor Qu Jiazhen glanced at him.

"Nonsense!" He Renlong laughed and said, "If I hadn't seen anger, I would have just joked, "If I, He Madman, went out to work hard, would you have such an accurate location for the Mongolian camp?"

Qu Jiazhen nodded, "This is reasonable. In this battle, you, He Renlong, have the merit of detecting the enemy."

He Renlong was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then laughed:

"Okay! Laoqu, I'm starting to like you!"

At this time, a Qin soldier came over, bowed to the two of them with fists, and then said in a stern voice:

"Reported to the Taiwan-Taiwan, guerrillas, and captured a thousand-man commander of the Chahar tribe."

"The commander of the thousand men?" He Renlong muttered, "This is equivalent to a thousand-household official in the Ming Dynasty!"

"He Madman, it seems that you don't know much about the Xilu!" Qu Jiazhen directly promoted him science, "The commanders of the Xilu are all warriors, and they all hold real power."

"The Qianjia in our Ming Dynasty has long been an empty position. There are not many Qianjia in the local area with real power!"

"Oh, then I, He Madman, have to see the abilities of the Mongolian warriors!" He Renlong laughed.

Qu Jiazhen looked at He Renlong and shook his head. He always gave people a feeling of being fierce and wise as if he was foolish.

Soon, the two of them came to this somewhat remote tent.

Around the camp, there were dead bodies everywhere and flesh and blood. Qu Jiazhen's expression became a little solemn, "It seems that this thousand-man has struggled!"

He Renlong sneered and said nothing.
Chapter completed!