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Chapter five hundred and eighty(2/2)

But Wen Chun couldn't find a reason to stop it! In the past few days of attacks, Alabutan's troops suffered heavy losses, with nearly 10,000 casualties. Now let Galdan's people have a taste of their power! If Galdan also fails

If so, returning to Batur Hutaiji in the Ili Valley would not blame Alabutan too much.

"Arabtan! Will you agree to my request? If you don't agree, even if you disobey the military order, I will avenge those Mongolians who died tragically." Galdan's voice roared again.

There was silence in the big tent, and many Mongolian generals looked at Galdan with admiration.

"I beg you! Alabutan, let me go, I would rather die at the gates of Yinchuan." Seeing Alabutan's eyes turn sharp, Galdan changed his face and begged softly.

"Okay, I agree to your request. If you have any requests, just ask!"

"I want explosives, lots and lots of explosives. I'm going to blow up the city of Yinchuan!" Galdan's voice became louder again when he heard Alabutan agreed.

"Okay, as long as your men can carry it, take as many as you can. After the flames are extinguished, you can attack." Alabutan felt relieved when he heard that Galdan only wanted explosives.

"Your mortars must do their best to support me!"

"Can!"

This is also the usual way of fighting these days, using mortars to shoot at the Ming army at the top of the city and cover the attack of the Mongolian soldiers below the city.

"I promise to Changshengtian that as long as I live, I will definitely capture the city of Yinchuan." Galdan saluted Arabtan, caressing his chest, and walked out of the tent without looking back.

"What does Galdan want to do?" Alabutan murmured.
Chapter completed!
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