"ah……"

Acheng suddenly screamed, and the thousands of people around him were shocked by his loud screams!

Acheng didn't care about other people's eyes and didn't care what others thought. He has been hosting the war in the past few months. Dahan and other Dataiji have been inquiring about it. At most, everyone is a little depressed or worried, but Acheng clearly knows that he is so frustrated that he is about to vomit blood!

It’s not that the Mongols cannot fight or dare to fight, but that they don’t fight with you at all!

There are military forts on the military platform and excellent cavalry everywhere. Ah Cheng once hoped that He Yusheng's logistics could not stand it, and then he called himself a fool. &∮★∮∮∮★,⊕.︽↑.○p;

What does He Yusheng rely on for his family? Are they just those big trucks that can weigh 6,700 kilograms of goods? A dozen cars can only take dozens of side doors for many days!

Military rations, weapons, firearms, gunpowder, firewood, medicinal materials, and all military supplies have never been short of a day.

It’s already hard enough to fight with such an opponent, and the worst thing is that they won’t fight with you at all!

Powerlessness makes people feel most uncomfortable. This is what Acheng's depression and sadness lies in it. Seeing that the enemy is in front of him, he can't fight, and he can't stop him. There are only tens of thousands of people gathered here, but he doesn't even have the chance to fight. He doesn't fight with you at all, but the people who don't fight have strategic advantages, leading the Mongolians by the nose.

Acheng was also regretting that when He Yusheng was preparing for a fort, the troops did not gather, and the Khan did not make up his mind. In addition, the timing was wrong, Acheng did not insist on gathering a large army to attack He Yusheng's city-building troops immediately. Otherwise, even if the other party was prepared, he would at least force He Yusheng to gather the main force to fight a decisive battle.

Now Acheng is no longer concerned about winning or losing. All he wants is to fight happily!

This idea is crazy. If Bai Hong Dataiji and the others knew Acheng’s true thoughts, they might have retreated directly. Who would have wanted to fight a battle with a lunatic that they were not sure about? But Acheng knew that if he didn’t want to fight now, it would be difficult for him to have such a chance again in the future.

Acheng vented his heart fiercely, turned to Namuge and said, "I ordered all ministries to be mourned. In addition, every day, I asked each ministries to send people to ride back and forth, making a mess."

Namuge nodded and replied in a deep tone: "We have done everything we can do, and now it depends on whether Zhang Han will accept it!"

Acheng pressed his waist knife with his hand and looked at the distance without saying a word.

...

"Is the Great Khan of the Beilu dead?" The first person to receive the report and carefully observes Li Shouxin.

Looking inside the line of sight, the felt bags set by the Mongolians were hung with silk strips inside and outside, with no color, some colorful and some white, and ribbon silk strips were everywhere. When the breeze blew, the silk strips danced in the breeze like willow branches, which looked both beautiful and strange.

In the place where the sweat tent was originally set up, you could see a huge pile of wood piles of wood with a group of lamas turning around the piles of chanting scriptures. There were also some small fires everywhere. People were wailing and circling, and then threw some clothes into the fire. The fire was burning. Many people grabbed their chests and cried. Some people cut off their beards with small knives and threw them into the fire together.

"How can I be sure it's a big khan?"

Zhang Han also rushed over, and Yinding stood beside him.

Yinding looked at it for a while and said with a complicated expression: "From this scale, it is indeed a great khan."

Zhang Han said: "What do you say?"

"The burial of our Mongolian nobles after their death is to not seal or tree. First, burn all the things that were in the dead before their death. Then, the nobles used two precious wooden boards to find a secluded place to bury them. Then they used horses to flatten the land, plant trees and cover grass, and killed a lamb in the place where the sealed land was used as a cemetery to worship. A few years later, the land where the sealed land was formed, so there was no need to worship again. Therefore, during the Yuan Dynasty, someone in the royal family died.

All the land was buried in Beiyuan. Later, our ancestors returned to the grassland. Some of them continued to enclose woods and buried them in the forest. Some were cremated and then piled up stones to put them in it. Then they used the practice of guarding the tombs by the magistrates. Several generations of Khan had their own tombs. Judging from the movements in front of them, the corpse was supposed to be Khan, and then burned the Khan's life supplies first. After seven days, the body was burned, and then sent back to Qingcheng to build a tomb in the city to guard the magistrates..."

Zhang Han pondered: "Can the corpse be fake?"

Yinding said dumbfoundedly: "If you use Da Khan's life and death as bait... even if you win, each tribe will become a laughing stock among the entire Mongolians. Da Khan will be shamed throughout his life. Even if Da Khan is willing, the Taiji people below will not agree."

"That seems to be true..." Zhang Han used a telescope to observe the situation in the Mongolian camp. Everything was as chaotic as an ant colony. Some cavalry teams were even running back and forth in the camp, and there were armored soldiers confronting each other. It seemed that they might fight at any time. The entire camp of more than 100,000 people was full of chaotic scenes... If there were thousands of main forces with more than 10,000 baggage soldiers at this time, they would probably defeat the main force of the Beilu in one battle!

"What a tempting scene..." Zhang Han suddenly smiled.

Li Xuan strode up from the city, saluted Zhang Han from afar, and then shouted: "Sir, the cavalry on the patrol captured a Northern Barbarian, saying that Ah Cheng Taiji and others were going to kill him, so he fled here to join us."

"What a coincidence." Zhang Han touched his forehead and smiled, "Where is the person?"

"The person was seriously injured when he ran away." Li Xuan said with annoyance: "After he was caught, he died after saying a few words."

Li Xuan said again: "This person said that Bu Shitu Khan died of typhoid fever on a rainy night. He was the one who was waiting for him. The Taiji people were furious and killed dozens of people who served the Khan. This person took the horse and fled when he saw the opportunity. However, he was chased halfway through and was hit by many arrows on his back. He struggled to us and was almost out of reach."

Zhang Han didn't say anything. Several generals were already shouting. One general shouted: "The Bu Shitu Khan from the Northern Territory is dead. There will be a lot of chaos at this time. Lord, let's take the opportunity to counterattack?"

Li Xuan also said: "Sir, this is indeed a good opportunity."

Several staff officers jumped up and they had already begun to deduce the battle process.

Zhang Han looked at Li Shouxin and Zhou Yao and asked, "What do you think of the Fortress Officer and President Zhou?"

Zhou Yao frowned and said, "Although the Beilu that Yinding Taiji and Li Xuan were arresting said that Bu Shitu Khan died, when such a thing happened, my subordinates always felt something was wrong and felt something strange, but what was wrong was that my subordinates couldn't tell me."

Li Shouxin nodded after hearing this and said, "I feel something is wrong either."

Zhang Han smiled and said, "How should we deal with it?"

Zhou Yao said: "What subordinates mean is to strengthen the sentry detectives and see what news will happen next."

Li Shouxin said: "The subordinates respond to changes with the unchanging situation. At present, the style of our army is the most favorable. No matter what happens to the Beilu, we have no need or reason to change it. Everything is still as planned by the adults. The winter battle or the Beilu will not fight at all, so they will slowly die!"

Zhang Han looked at Li Xuan and others, and Li Xuan looked disagreeable. Compared with Zhou Yao and others, Li Xuan and others' enterprising spirit was obviously much stronger.

Zhang Han put his left hand on the battlement, and his right hand was still holding a telescope to observe.

His mood was also fluctuating, and he felt panicked.

If the chaos of the Beilu was real, he would be able to gather with Yusheng's main force within five days, and he would have an absolute advantage over the Beilu in both the east and west routes. As long as he mobilized dozens of nearby military frontiers and cooperated with the main cavalry, he would still be able to compete with the Beilu head-on.

But Zhang Han’s own judgment is that the chaos in front of him is fake, and everything is an illusion made on purpose.

The matter is very simple, because the current style is extremely unfavorable to the Beilu. As autumn is approaching, there is almost no autumn on the grassland. After autumn, winter may enter winter due to a snow. After winter, it will often snow heavily, and it is extremely cold weather with minus 30 to 40 degrees Celsius. Under such weather, it is impossible for the tens of thousands of Beilu to continue to surround the military fort here, and even leaving a few armies to confront each other here.

The siege that lasted for half a year was over hastily ended, and this tragic ending was unacceptable to the Northern Barbarian nobles.

Next year, He Yusheng will have more artillery, more manpower, and more warriors. The style will undoubtedly be more beneficial to He Yusheng. When you are in a different place, Zhang Han also feels that the only opportunity for the Northern Barbarians is to seize the last opportunity at this time and prompt him to fight with him.

Although Zhang Han feels that there is no chance to fight the Northern Territory now, there will be variables...

What Zhang Han thought about was the death of Bu Shitu Khan. Could it be that for this weak variable, the Beilu would use the embarrassing move of the great khan to pretend to die?

At this time, an officer who had been observing the enemy situation shouted: "Sir, the Beilu have taken action again."

Zhang Han looked north again, and at this time, more than a dozen cavalry teams ran out of Beilu's camp. After running out of the camp, they went to all directions and quickly scattered.

At the same time, there were a large number of cavalrymen running out of the camp. After the small groups of cavalry were running far away, the cavalry slowly retreated.

"This is a cavalry team that went to various departments to sue the transformation." Yinding looked a little pale, and he said, "It can be confirmed that the Khan passed away."

"No," Zhang Han suddenly laughed, and he said to Yinding: "There are only two possibilities. One is that Bu Shitu Khan did not die, which is a fraud. The second is that Bu Shitu Khan did not die of typhoid fever or some disease, but was assassinated. The reason for killing him was that Bu Shitu Khan asked all troops to withdraw his troops. After killing him, he made these illusions and tempted our army to attack, giving the Beilu a chance to fight us..."
Chapter completed!