The entire Mongolian army finally completely disintegrated.[[(Xiao{speak[[net]}].>))]).?c]o)m

Countless flags were discarded, and there was no established team at all. Only Taiji gathered a small number of armored soldiers, and everyone was desperately breaking through the west and north.

The Shang regiment soldiers were still chasing them. Xi Lingse and others ran for a long time and ran forty miles away. Many horses were so tired that they died. Then they stopped and made some rectifications.

At this time, everyone looked around, there were only a thousand scattered cavalry, and more than a dozen Taiji and Xi Lingse gathered together. More people ran away in vain. From time to time, there were scattered knights running around like headless flies.

Xi Lingse tried to calm down and said, "There are more than 20,000 cavalry led by Bai Yintaiji in front of him, and there are many elites. Let's gather with them before talking about it."

Everyone thought that there were more than 30,000 people just now, and there were two or three thousand elite armored cavalrymen, but they were beaten up and fled in panic. The 20,000 people in the front team were useless.

No one said anything depressed at this time. Everyone sat cross-legged on the ground to rest. At this time, they could not see that they were noble Taiji or the lowest-class herders. Everyone was drinking the water in their bags in big mouthfuls.

There is not much water drinking, and many people have empty water bags, surrounded by grass and sand, and there is no sign of water source. There is a small river that has to run far north to the north. If it is more than thirty miles south, it is the small Hei River, but no one will go there.

People swallowed their saliva and endured their thirst. Of course, the nobles and generals also drank water. Their guards carefully preserved the water bag.

Xi Lingse's throat was so dry that it was smoke. He felt a little better after drinking wildly. The war horses were also very thirsty. They lowered their heads and chewed the grass to relieve their thirst.

Someone had already sent a whistle cavalry to ask them to go west to find Bai Yintaiji and others, and asked the front team to come and pick them up. There must be more than a thousand people in front of them. Although they were defeated just now, more than 30,000 people fled randomly. Even if He Yusheng's cavalry chased him, they could not chase and kill too many.

I am afraid that a large number of herders will be forced to flee to the north, and it will probably take a long time to wander and return. Herders are the foundation of various Taijiji. If they lose too much, they will become rootless trees and their strength will be greatly affected.

Many Taiji began to sigh and said, "They followed Xi Lingse because they were not likely to be chased by He Yusheng, but they were beaten like this, which made them feel that their choice was very wrong."

Xi Lingse's expression began to look ugly. His right whistle power was originally very weak. At that time, there were very few remaining troops led by Su Nang. Now he can take control of power by taking advantage of the situation. If his prestige drops, it will be all over.

"There are He Yusheng's troops ahead!"

The whistle driver who was sent to find Bai Yintaiji came in panic and shouted from afar.

Everyone stood up with an incredible look on their faces.

"Impossible!" A Taiji shouted: "I know that He Yusheng has two ranks of breastplate cavalry, and less than two ranks of iron-armed cavalry, how could they have people setting up an ambush in front?"

"Not a cavalry." The whistle cavalry shouted: "It's an infantry!"

“How many people are there?”

"It's about 2,500 people."

"Fuck!" A Taiji said angrily: "Are they crazy? We have tens of thousands of people, and more than two thousand infantry soldiers are coming to cause trouble for us?"

"Bai Yintaiji has been defeated by them..." The whistle cavalry said in a crying voice: "With Yusheng's infantry and chariot formation, we cut off our way to Qingcheng. Bai Yintaiji and others saw that they had only more than 2,000 people, so they led their troops to attack, but they failed to fight again and again. They used chariot formations, horse-resisted stakes, and long spears to be inserted into the ground as defense. Every time our cavalry approached, fires shot up the sky, and leads fell like rain. After a few rounds, the ground was full of corpses and blood flowing. The cannons of the Shang regiments were too fierce, and our cavalry team was killed and injured too much, and their morale fell. Then they fought back, and the entire front team was disintegrated."

Xi Lingse's eyes were straightforward. He could not believe that the Shang regiment dispatched four or five thousand war soldiers, half of the infantry and half of the cavalry, and cooperated with cannons, chariot formations, muskets and sabers, and so did the Mongolian cavalry with more than 50,000 men in front and rear teams.

The casualties may not be very serious. After all, all the Mongols were cavalry teams, but it is conceivable how heavy the losses would be. How many people gave up everything to run, weapons, war horses, horses, felt bags, military items, herds, Xi Lingse and others had already discarded them all while fleeing, and the same was true for the front team. In this way, the losses could no longer be described as heavy.

"You can only take a detour from further north." A Taiji said dejectedly: "You can't walk slowly to gather the remaining soldiers. When we return to Qingcheng, we don't know how many people will be back."

Another Taiji said: "There were originally 30,000 people coming to Qingcheng, so we can control Xiaoheihe Fort all the way. When we all go back, there will probably be only 50,000 or 60,000 people at most. Seeing that the war is fought today, Qingcheng may not be able to defend it!"

"That was their surprise attack." Xi Lingse felt like a person sinking at the bottom of the water. Even if there was a straw, he had to hold it hard. He calmed down and said, "Also, send Tangma to inform the team that there was Acheng, and ask them to detour further north. He Yusheng's soldiers can rely on their military fort pier to protect food and grass within a range of hundreds of miles, so we can simply go further!"

"Oh God..." A Taiji shouted with both hands, "Why didn't the damn Han people go to beat A Cheng, the palace's rear guard, but worked hard to take a detour to hit us!"

...

It was two days after Acheng learned the news, and he and his subordinates became particularly nervous. Five or sixty thousand people in front were beaten by thousands of merchant soldiers. The thousands behind their palace were swept away. Because they were too nervous, they abandoned the herds and some military supplies. The entire army streamlined its equipment and began to go north. After walking about 300 miles to the half-prairie and half-Gobi area before reassurance. If they walked further, they would have been the territory of Tushetu tribe and Zasaktu tribe.

Everyone worked very hard, and it didn't matter if there was insufficient food. The Mongolian herder could hold on by eating a few sips of dry cheese every day. The dilemma was the severe lack of water. Not only did the human water shortage, but the horses had no water. Two days later, Acheng ordered the entire army to save the water for the war horses to drink. Even himself, he could only drink a few sips of water every day and not die of thirst.

The conditions were very difficult and the morale was very low. However, when Acheng led his troops to reach the north of Qingcheng less than a hundred miles, the team of five or six thousand people not only did not shrink, but expanded to nearly 20,000 people.

Although people kept falling from horses and then unable to stand up, and war horses kept falling down, the team still stood up. Since this was the only established army within a radius of hundreds of miles, a large number of herders and cavalry who had followed Xi Lingse before, now fleeing herders and cavalrymen who were fleeing were added to the team. They were still in shock. When they talked about the situation when they were defeated by the Shang regiment that day, they were still scared. However, as the number of people increased, the number of people exceeded ten thousand was boundless and they could not see the team's hearts at all. People's minds settled down and felt that they were not as lonely and helpless as they ran away alone.

When a small seazi several acres appeared, everyone was thrilled.

The whole army lined up to drink horses first, and filled their own water bags while drinking horses. Many people drank too quickly, and there were choking and coughing sounds coming from the side of Haizi.

Ah Cheng and a group of Taiji led horses aside. Their water supply had never been cut off, so they were not as thirsty as the soldiers. Taiji talked a lot, and the most talked about topic was Xi Lingse's miserable defeat.

"Xi Lingse told me before," Batu said with a haggard face: "Acheng Taiji is powerless in command, which leads to the lack of merit in the teacher. If he is the one who controls the overall situation, he will never ask the Han people to get a bargain. What is the result? After a battle, tens of thousands of troops will scatter. No matter what Acheng Taiji is, he will have come and go with the Shang regiment."

Another Taiji agreed: "A Cheng Taiji is an experienced Taiji after all, and Xi Lingse is too young."

At this time, all the Taiji seemed to suddenly remember Xi Lingse's age. Everyone's faces were serious, and the expression he looked at A Cheng also had a clear look of flattery. It seemed that they forgot that more than ten days ago, everyone regarded Ah as a traitor.

The fact is obvious that the people who Acheng gathered were all grateful to him. These 20,000 people were already very powerful at this time. With Acheng's already allies, Acheng's power has surpassed Xi Lingse.

As Cheng listened to everyone's words, he said calmly: "Xi Lingse Taiji's palms and whistles left and right. This matter was decided by Bai Hong Da Taiji and Mobei Zhu Taiji at that time. After we return to Qingcheng, we will still follow Xi Lingse Taiji. Although he is young, we can help him instead of destroying his position."

After talking about everyone, Ah Cheng continued to patrol forward. On the way, he received several groups of Tangma. He knew that Xi Lingse and Taiji finally brought 10,000 people to Qingcheng. In addition to the remaining people and the people here, the 12 Tumote tribes now have more than 70,000 people, and it may take a long time to collect all 100,000 people.

Thinking of this, Ah Cheng looked worried. Now this number is the number of all males. There are very few men left behind in the pastures. Most of them are herders under the age of fifteen or over sixty. A considerable number of strong herders in their 20s to 30s are either armoured soldiers or brought by the various taijis. These people suffer the greatest losses. This time, the Tumote tribe was not only defeated, but was seriously injured. If there is another internal fight, it will cause bleeding and people will die!

Acheng thought, considering the future prospects, he felt that he needed to send heavyweight figures like Taiji or Xi Lingse to the Taomen, to the Mobei region for help, and even to the Five Neikhal tribes and Chahar tribes. The situation in front of him was already very dangerous. Not only could Tumote not fight internally, but he also had to step up his own strength!

Acheng suddenly remembered something and said to the human, "Call Tabuban here."
Chapter completed!