The May wind is warm and cold, blowing on the vast grasslands around Chahanhaote, but it can only bring many bloody smells.

Thousands of corpses were exposed on the grassland. On one side of their white tent, cattle and sheep were scattered, horses were unowned, and they were eating weeds. They did not notice that the people who were usually raising them in captivity were all in pools of blood.

In the distance, the direction of Hanhot City, this King Kong White City, which the Chahars people are proud of, is in the last capital of the Mongolian Empire, and rolling smoke soars into the sky.

On this day, the peace-loving people in the Central Plains seemed to have become the so-called murderer.

"Get good..."

A sound of horse hooves sounded, and a group of Ming cavalry under the banner of Zhang passed by like wind, without stopping for a long time, and seemed to be unwilling to see more.

Shortly after the Ming cavalry left, a woman covered with bright Mongolian service squirmed slowly, and a small hand covered with blood stretched out.

A twelve-year-old Mongolian girl from whom she was getting up, staring at the dead silence in front of her, and looked down at the sight of her head. She looked around her. Aren’t all the people she was familiar with in the past?

Many years ago, this tribe followed Lin Dan Khan to plunder Xuanfu and Datong many times. Even now, it has taken the initiative to send troops to cooperate.

These self-proclaimed brave warriors left their wives, children, and went out to rob, and never expected that such a day would happen.

The survival of the Hemen may have been destined from that day on.

"The Ming Dynasty has won thousands of victories!"

"The Ming Dynasty has won thousands of victories!!"

When Ezhe heard the Ming army attack, he showed his cowardly character in history and chose to escape overnight and handed over this century-old capital to the Ming army.

At this moment, countless soldiers of the Datong Army were waving their swords and guns and shouting.

The sound and momentum penetrated the sky and entered the hearts and lungs of the Chahar people in the city, making them tremble all over and unable to calm down for a long time.

Zhang Wanbang raised his goose winged sword, looked at the quiet surroundings in a blink of an eye, and said:

"It's been so many years since I, the Ming Dynasty, finally made a comeback again. This is not my Zhang Wanbang's credit, it is the credit of all of you!"

As he said that, Zhang Wanbang clasped his fists and looked around everyone, shouting from east to west:

"Thank you for your contribution!"

"Thank you for leading us to make contributions!" The soldiers of the Datong Army were infected, raised their swords and guns and shouted loudly.

In 1626, from Zhu Yuanzhang founded the Ming Dynasty in 1368, the Ming Dynasty and the Mongolian Yuan fought for several centuries. Finally, today, Zhang Wanbang led the Datong Army to capture the last capital of Mongolia, Cha Hanhaote!

Although it took down an empty city, it was of great significance to the Ming Dynasty, to Zhang Wanbang and even to the entire Ming army.

Taking over Chahanhot completely declared the demise of the Mongol Empire that began in Temujin's era!

Zhang Wanbang lifted the tent of the Mongolian Khan and brought the generals into the ranks. He came to the front of the throne of the Mongolian Khan and touched the eagle on it.

Then, overturned the sweat position to the ground!

As the eagle symbolizing the power of the Mongolian Khan fell to the ground and broke, the Ming army outside the tent cheered again because they all knew that they had won.

After this battle, there were no hidden dangers in the northern border!

The rest are all Mongolian tribes that bow to the Ming Dynasty's lord's country. These tribes are either scared by the Ming Dynasty or are weak and bullied, and need to find a backer.

Obviously, in Asia now, no other country can afford this backer except the Ming Dynasty.

"Hahaha…"

"Relieve Qi, relieve Qi."

“Yes, we did.”

The generals looked at each other, smiling.

Zhang Wanbang picked up the torch from the sweat tent and threw it on the ground. Soon, the fire rose rapidly, sweeping over half of the sweat tent.

Everyone retreated, looking at the fire that soared into the sky, their faces filled with hope for the future.

Zhang Wanbang took everyone away from the tent of Khan and climbed up the city tower of Chahanhot. Looking around, he saw the surrounding mountains rising and falling, clear water flowing, and thick green spreading endlessly on the earth.

This reminded him of a poem, the sun warms the jade and smoke grow.

The sky is blue, the clouds are white in snow. Everything is so fresh and pleasing to the eye. Zhang Wanbang only feels unprecedented comfort and joy in his heart.

With Ezhe running away, no Chahar people were still resisting in Chahanhot City. Now, hundreds of thousands of Chahar tribes have become an urgent problem that needs to be solved.

Zhang Wanbang only issued a military order to take away the young Chahar women and young children.

This means that nothing else is ignored.

The Ming soldiers of the Datong Army all had a heart-to-heart relationship and searched everywhere in the city happily, just like when the Mongolian tribes advanced southward invaded.

Whether it was the princes and princes of Chahar, the court tents of ministers, the houses of ordinary herdsmen, the cattle, sheep and horse pens, whether there were anyone inside, they were all smashed open with big stones and kicked away by excited Ming soldiers.

The gold, silver, jewelry, cattle, sheep, horses, camels, scimitars, bows and arrows, and even exquisite boots and saddles of the Chahar tribe were stuffed into cloth bags and loaded with carriages found in the city.

In addition, the food that Chahar kept in the warehouse for the sake of winter, as well as the supplies he had purchased from merchants, were also snatched up this time.

War is always the easiest way to make money.

Not only Chahar people in the world understand this truth, but the Han people understand it better. They also know another truth: weak countries have no diplomacy, and they also eliminate the roots.

The Ming Dynasty became strong, and the entire world had a foothold of the Han people.

Looking at the soldiers who were plundering spoils, Zhang Wanbang stood on the street and said, "Send an order to demolish all the tents, warehouses, and a house in the city, and don't leave a single house for the Xilu!"

"Equipment of the throne-stricken cannon outside the city and bombard the city walls, and destroy as much as you can!"

Looking at the personal soldiers who were passing the order, Zhang Wanbang murmured: "I want to make this Chahanhaote City no longer build!"

Although the Datong Army has now fallen into almost paranoid looting, Zhang Wanbang's order was quickly implemented once it was conveyed.

As if they were fighting, the Ming army soldiers began to carpet-style damage to the city of Chahanhao with great enthusiasm. More than 10,000 people broke things at full speed and demolished the tent when they saw them.

Seeing that the tents that were returned to the neatly tidy not long ago and the prosperous Mongolian capital gradually turned into a pile of ruins, Zhang Wanbang felt so happy.

However, at this moment, a personal soldier came and half-kneeled, "Report to the Grand Marshal, I found hundreds of women who were captured!"

The Chahar tribe gathered all tribes for many years and went south to attack the grass valley. More than 100,000 people were abducted, and most of them have not been heard of.

Even this time, I didn't find much to capture Hanhaote City.

Zhang Wanbang was wondering, and immediately rushed over after hearing this.
Chapter completed!