"The Khan of the Northern Territory," Li Shouxin said with a calm expression: "Although he did not die directly at our hands, he could be considered dead at our hands and Yusheng. This achievement is worthy of being left in history. ?8(中国家(官网[?([)]].}]>}).}c)o)m"

"It's not only that." Sun Yao said: "The situation will be better next year to the next year. The achievements of adults are really far from the reach of previous generations."

All the generals present showed an expression of excitement and pride. They followed Zhang Han across the wall. After working hard until now, they saw fire rising in front of them. The Khan of the Northern Lu died in front of He Yusheng's formation. Thinking of the national hatred and family hatred for more than 200 years, it was really difficult for future generations to understand the ecstatic expressions on these people's faces.

The expressions of the Mongols such as Yinding were much more complicated. No matter what, even if they had become one with He Yusheng now, their own khan died in front of them, and the Ming people around them were extremely happy. Only Yinding and others could experience this feeling.

When Bu Shitu Khan died, the Mongolian army would definitely retreat. He Yusheng's strategic situation was extremely good. There are still a few months left in the second half of the year. The system of Juntai Dunbao can be improved and some hidden dangers can be solved. Zhang Han can return to Li Zhuang to preside over the overall situation, prepare for the major expansion of the army next year, and at the same time open up new sources of wealth, and make efforts to earn more than 4 million or even five million in the next year, and at the same time hoard more food, cloth, medicinal materials, He Yusheng is flying. When Bu Shitu Khan dies, he will definitely fall into civil strife and his strength will decline further. Zhang Han is thinking about how to use the current situation to make the general trend of the Beilu even more collapsed, so that He Yusheng's great cause of running the grassland is easier...

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After Lakshin arrived at the camp opposite, he reported his name and explained his purpose. A little Taeji from the Twelve Tumots recognized him and put him in directly.

Of course, I searched for the robe, and it was also called Lakshen and got the weapon. Lakshen did it with a calm face, and I didn't know what it felt like in my heart.

The same Mongols have now split into many camps. The one who called Lakshin felt a bit embarrassed was that he was still a Mongolian who stood on the side of the Han people!

Some Mongolian men who were familiar with Lakshin came over, all of whom had the same black and red skin, a short and strong figure, a sword on their bodies, and some were carrying bows and arrows. Some of them rode in the camp and were wearing their own cotton armor or cloth armor. Lakshin could see that although they were holding a funeral for the Khan, everyone looked very nervous.

Seeing these people coming, Lakshin closed his eyes and waited for the expected scolding.

"Lakshen, how are you doing there?"

"I heard that He Yusheng has some gold and silver seas. You eat meat and drink soup every day, and you can handle fine white flour and good tea."

"We are so unlucky lately. Not to mention that we have sweated so hard that we can't go back to our ranch when the autumn is cold. I don't know how to get through this winter."

"The hay at home is not eaten, and we don't go back to grazing without herding. There is no meat growing in the summer. The lambs have been ruined, and the women cannot take good care of the foals. We are here, and we only eat meat every few days. We usually eat some dry cheese and grain cakes. We can't see meat and vegetables for many days!"

"The next day when I was in Qingcheng, I went to the temple to listen to the preaching of the Living Buddha. I felt extremely peaceful. Now I do such a thing here, and I can't hear the preaching or care about the pastures. I feel really uncomfortable."

"Lakshen, your Taiji is still a wise man, and you know we are not Zhang Han's opponent!"

"Zhang Han, awesome..."

Everyone spoke in a verbal way, and everyone fell into a lot of bitterness. Lakshin opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of confusion.

"No matter what, Zhang Han is a capable person." A short and strong man's face was full of smiles. He slapped Lakshen and said, "It is also our Mongolians who sent you to the funeral. When fighting on both sides, it is also a good thing for Yinding Taiji to not bear allies. Lakshen, when you meet on the battlefield in the future, you must show mercy."

"What kind of battlefield meeting," said another Mongolian man: "If someone else fights this battle, I won't fight."

Laxhin had a stern face. He didn't expect that this would be the case today.

Where did those simple and brave Mongolians in their memory go?

Looking at the smiling faces that pleased her, Lakshun felt mixed emotions.

"I know what everyone is thinking." Lakshun said with a cold face: "Today I was just ordered to attend the Khan's funeral. I can't say much about anything else."

Everyone didn't mind Lakshen's attitude, they all responded, and then surrounded Lakshen and went to the firewood pile, where dozens of Taiji and more than a thousand armored guards gathered. The situation was solemn and nervous, and it looked a bit strange.

Lakshen was not surprised. There was no movement in the Jining Fort. In fact, all the people from Wen Zhong and other military intelligence agencies were sent out. From Xiaoheihe Fort to Xinghe Fort, there were people from the Military Intelligence Bureau asking for information everywhere. Later, even Wang Yong and other field office personnel were sent out.

The Military Intelligence Bureau has been laying out on the grassland for several years. Even if it is now like this, there are still reliable sources of information channels within the grassland. At the most stressful times, it is difficult to deliver messages, but now it can be quickly transmitted with the news.

The information collection level of Mongolia is not too high, and most of the silver ingots can be heard of. After Toboke escaped back to Qingcheng, he did not hide the news. Instead, he publicized the murder of Acheng and others of the Khan. Now Qingcheng and the major Bansheng lands and pastures have become a mess. The Mongolian garrison opposite Xiaohe Fort has been fleeing for several days. Sun Jingting has sent an urgent envoy to report and cooperate with the information of military information and other departments to confirm that Bu Shitu Khan was indeed dead in civil strife. The opponent used various methods in recent days to lure Jining Fort to send troops and sacrifice many people. It is actually just a sad joke.

No matter what, Khan died in despair, the Taiji people in front of him probably knew that it was naturally no problem to take such a situation of being vigilant and guarding each other.

Lakshin vaguely understood that a few years ago, the Mongolian tribes could still hope that Jining Fort would be deceived and fight them. One battle would determine the general trend of the grassland. No matter what, the Mongolians did not like the extra Ming people on the grassland. They could fight or wanted to fight. However, He Yusheng was not deceived. The Mongolian tribes lost their last chance. Everyone understood that the situation in the next year would only be worse, and the internal struggle had just begun. Going back, I am afraid that He Yusheng would be the most relaxed force.

"Raising the fire."

A Taiji ordered in a deep voice that the people present, whether they were sincere or false, would reveal their love. Some of them made a mourning sound. Everyone threw torches from afar. The pile of fire several meters high was filled with oil. As soon as the torches fell on it, a raging fire suddenly burst out. The flames wrapped in white cloth, wrapped in Bu Shitu Han's body, and soon burned into a ball.

Lakshin didn't know what it felt like. Many Taiji were looking at him, but no one came to interrogate him. Everyone was staring blankly at Dashen's body was burned into ashes.

After the burning is finished, several lamas come forward to pick up bones and then bury them.

According to the past custom, it was necessary to go back to Qingcheng to build a tower. Now the content of lama reciting the longitudes is added. A cavalry team composed of more than 100 people gathered with the lama. A small Taiji led a team, and many Taiji sent them all the way to the outside of the camp to send the remains of the Khan back to Qingcheng.

When Laxhin saw this, he felt that he didn't need to stay anymore. Fortunately, no one made things difficult for him. He led his horse to the south, feeling that everything behind him was already two worlds.

“Lakshun?”

A team of whistle cavalry rushed over outside the camp and called out for the people. Lakshin glanced at it and shouted back, "Tabunang."

The two rode their horses to meet each other, and after getting closer, they suddenly felt nothing to say.

Looking back on the situation a few months ago, Lakshin thought that his side would definitely lose, and Tabun was even more confident. In the current situation, there were only two words of embarrassment on each other's faces.

"I didn't expect this scene now." Tabunang smiled bitterly and said, "What I went to the south today is not the military information, but to show the various departments whether the road to Qingcheng is safe."

"See if there are any ambush?" Lakshin shook his head and said, "I can't say anything about this, and I really don't know."

"Yeah." Tabun nodded heavily. His face was obviously haggard and thinner, and he looked worried. He looked at Lakshin and said, "Bai Hong Da Taiji and the Taiji in Mobei left first, Taiji in the Tak Department went with us, and each part of the action was made. A Cheng Taiji and I left in the end, and we broke the back."

Lakshen said: "You told me this, aren't you afraid that I will go back and tell the people in Jining Castle?"

"It's nothing to say." Tabun said: "When we move, the merchant soldiers from Jining Fort and various military stations are not dead. What will happen after they see it? The people above are also worried. To be honest, those of us who stayed behind to break the rear are the most lingering in our hearts."

No one knows whether the Mongols withdrew their troops and gathered troops to pursue them. After all, many previous battles inducement were gone. Many Taiji felt that He Yusheng would let everyone return safely. What they were worried about is that they would face more military forts next year, and the people who were cut off from behind must be the group that were most worried.

"Take care." Lakshun didn't say much, nodded and walked out.

"By the way," Lakshin said to Tabu's pants who were on the horse: "It is rumored that Khan from Qingcheng was killed by you with one arrow. It was Ah Cheng Taiji's instructor. You must be careful in the future."

"ah?"

Tabun was shocked, and Lakshin nodded with a cold face. This time he really pulled away.

Seeing Lakshun's figure gradually turned into a small black dot, Tabun didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Chapter completed!