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Before dawn, most of the soldiers were lying in their clothes. Ren Jing, Xia Xiping and others and the on-duty personnel were waiting for the news. Some of the hunting cavalrymen had not returned. These rebellious guys threw the orders that were only allowed to chase within forty miles, and they rushed them all the way. Originally, their war horses could not provide more physical fitness for long-distance pursuit, but now the ground was full of horses that were running away from their masters. Hunters could change horses all the way to solve this problem.

Ren Jing did not complain too much. The Hunting Cavalry Battalion has not been officially assigned to him. Moreover, the superiors are very satisfied with Zhang Shixiong. His independence will be well preserved. It is estimated that in the next large-scale expansion, there may be two Hunting Cavalry regiments to cooperate with the main force to fight a large-scale battle of tens of thousands of people. Ren Jing knew that Zhang Han had made a decision long ago, but it has not been deployed yet.

A young staff officer stared at the distance. It was a dark night, without moonlight, and the stars were dim. It was very windy in the middle of the night. When the wind blew, it was light rain. People were not raining. Many people were awakened by the raindrops and there were angry curses everywhere. Fortunately, the rain stopped quickly, no one was wet, and then there was another snoring.

When the sky was light and bright, he could barely see the situation in the distance, the staff officer shouted: "These guys are finally back."

A group of more than 200 hunting cavalrymen were divided into several groups, and more than 3,000 prisoners were escorted. Ren Jing stood up and squinted his eyes to look at the situation in front of him.

An officer murmured: "These grandsons are really chasing each other."

"This is the most arrogant thing I've ever seen."

"Two hundred people came back with three thousand people, and Genghis Khan was so angry that he rolled underground."

"It's really a bit arrogant."

The officers who were not sleeping at night looked and evaluated what was happening in front of them. Indeed, the hunting cavalry who rode slowly in the distance had a sense of wanton, arrogant and domineering. Their rebelliousness had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Maybe they could not arrange a large formation like the dragon cavalry. In the battle against ten times the enemy, the dragon cavalry was as stable as a rock. Any slamming on it would only turn into shatter. The pursuit of the cavalry kept going late at night, with few enemies and more courage, and this was the specialty of the hunting cavalry.

"Hold a big fish." A hunting cavalry officer rushed over, with the long horse's face full of pride. He saluted Ren Jing, and then said happily: "We have caught Ketuhan!"

"What?" Ren Jing stood up and glared: "He called you prisoners like this?"

"At first he wanted to get away with it, but later we heard the Mongolians talking and the sweat was holding it. We started to identify it while walking, and finally found out. Later, he wanted to commit suicide, so we tied his arm back, so he gave up and rode his horse all the way back with us, without any other reaction."

The hunting cavalry officer pointed at the only Mongolian man in his thirties who had his hands tied back in the team. He was tall and thin, and his face still looked like a noble man. However, Ren Jing knew that this was pretending. This Mongolian man was extremely depressed. Generally speaking, the most precious thing for people is his life. The Mongolian Khan would rather die than be captured, but unfortunately he could not take charge of the matter in front of him.

"Qu Thuhan caught it!"

"Let's go and see the great khans of Mongolia."

Since it was early morning, many soldiers who had been tired from fighting for a day yesterday woke up. There was no emergency gathering on the battlefield, nor did they have to line up, and of course there was no training until noon. They would live a very comfortable day. The next few days would be just a marching. This is called the soldiers who have been trained all year round. Everyone was in a very happy mood. They won a great victory, killed and injured thousands of enemies, and suffered less than a hundred casualties on their own side, and captured 15,000 and 16,000. This was an unquestionable victory, and they survived without any injuries. All soldiers who thought of this were extremely happy.

Some people may have brothers or friends who are injured, and their mood will be affected a little, while those with gloomy faces must be that some friends will die in battle. Their mood will be depressed for a long time, and even irritable. Military officials at all levels will stare at these irritable guys to soothe their emotions. Then the high-quality mourning and the procedures of the Immortal Hall will cause the soldiers who lost their close friends to climb out of the emotional trough. For the Ming army, everything in the Shang army is like a fantasy, but they are already familiar with these things, and there is a complete set of procedures.

There is another reason to be happy in front of you. Although the Shang army fought with the Mongols for more than two years, Bushitu Khan died at his own hands. Omubuhong is now the King of Shunyi and Tumot Khan, but when he was captured, he was just a small Taiji. Now the Ninth Regiment defeated ten times the enemy with a dignified army and captured a large number of Khans. In any case, this is quite exciting.

First, a few soldiers began to cheer, and then thousands of people woke up. During the night stay, the soldiers still divided the areas according to each company, but at this time it was a mess. Everyone was cheering and jumping. The musketeers raised the musketeers high, while the spearmen threw their hats. The hunting cavalry looked proud and reserved. These guys were already above the top, and now they looked at people with their eyes slanted.

But it doesn't matter. All the troops are surrounded, and the military officials still have to stop these overly excited soldiers. However, when the prisoners passed by the forest of spears and bayonets and saw these excited soldiers surrounding them, Tuhan tried to retain their dignity. But he knew that this would only make him feel even more ridiculous and pitiful. More nobles and their subordinates bowed their heads... These people were mainly nobles. They fled early, but were kept by the hunting cavalry who refused to leave, but Tuhan's troops were completely finished. They knew this.

The upper level may have some arrangements and plans for the Kertukhan department, which is what the upper level of the military commander and Zhang Han are considering. At this moment, the senior military leaders, including Ren Jing, have the same emotions as ordinary soldiers, and are only excited.

"Now the difficulties and difficulties we face have doubled." When everyone was ecstatic, only Xia Xiping maintained his usual calmness. He said to Ren Jing and the officers: "Originally, we only had a few days of food, but now we consumed almost the same amount, and it was enough to eat at most two days. If we still had to provide nearly 20,000 prisoners' meals, we would have to go hungry ourselves. Of course, we can consider that prisoners also have certain supplies, but we still have the risk of food being cut off."

Ren Jing laughed and said, "You are really killing the scenery."

Xia Xiping said bitterly: "There is no way, being a staff officer just thinks too much."

"I think the prisoners don't care about it for the first two days and ask them to eat themselves." Ren Jing said indifferently: "Anyway, the water pipes are enough. Let's go back. The convoy is only five or six days away. After two days, we will give the prisoners evenly. We will hold on for another two days. We will turn back and meet the convoy, and the convoy will run here in at most three to four days."

"The Southern Army is probably also hanging," said Xia Xiping: "I hope they can get better...Ma Wu and Xu Zhen are both people who have traveled thousands of miles and have experience. I hope they can do better than us."

"The Southern Route Army will find a way to meet with us. After all, they will not encounter strong enemies, so they must find a way to go north to join us to siege and fight with us." Ren Jing thought, "Their life will not be sad. Don't worry, there is an officer Nie Jun here."

"That's true." Xia Xiping also smiled.

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"The Shang army has been on the expedition for many days, right?" Zhebuzundanba, who was meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes suddenly and looked at the lamas around him who were meditating like him.

"It's been ten days." Zhang Jia Lama Anran said: "There's no news yet."

"To be precise, their soldiers and convoys have been on the battle for fourteen days." A lama said with a sarcastic look on his face, "Zhang Han said that he could conquer the Khan tribe within half a month. Now, what he said."

Zhebuzundanba was a little displeased and said in a deep voice: "Young people always feel a little angry, and it is not an exaggeration to say a lot. He told us that he would send troops, which was also very decisive. But I don't know if Hutchison still has strong soldiers. Recently, I was uneasy, just afraid that Hutchison's soldiers would be defeated. In this case, with Ketu Khan's temperament, he would definitely fight all the way. Then there would be no peace in Mobei."

Lama Danjin smiled and said, "But there is also good news. The three great khans have been hunting in the same place recently. The Khalkha people have been split for a long time. If they can take this opportunity to enhance friendship and be able to be consistent with the outside world in the future, this is a good thing."

This time, the lamas looked at each other, and no one expressed their agreement.

The Huang Cult has already dominated the northern part of Mobei, which is simply similar to the situation in Europe. The pope and bishops from all over the country have absolute religious interpretation rights and are extremely admired and respected by believers. The princes and princes are also religious and are willing to obey the teachings of the lamas on the surface. The princes and princes still have secular power behind their backs and have been trying to maintain this power... The division of the various ministries is good news for the lamas. A Khan who holds vast areas and has strong power is destined not to be controlled by the lamas, just like Lin Danhan would rather rebel from the Huang Cult in order to resist. If the three tribes of Mobei were a whole, the lamas would not be able to gain their own power and interests now.

Sometimes, clan conflicts are expected to mediate, distribute pastures, and disputes among herders have become less and less likely to seek nobles, but instead seek the opinions of lamas.

"I hope the Shang army can win." An old lama with white eyebrows frowned and said, "Compared with foreign unbeliever Han people, the united Mobei made him even more worried.

This time, all the lamas nodded, but everyone looked like they lacked confidence.
Chapter completed!