After only two days, Tuoba, who was arrogant and despised the Han army, was now afraid of the new army like other Tatars. Even when others wanted to retreat because of fear of death, he was gradually infected by this emotion.

But now, Batumonk's rhetoric question made Tuoba stunned.

Yes, there are more and more Han people in the desert, and in the future, I believe that there will be only more. Whether it is childbirth or immigration, the population of the Tatar tribe is far inferior to that of the Han people.

Ye Chunqiu was cutting off the firewood from the cauldron, and he wanted to cut off the roots of the Tatar tribe.

Finally understanding the most worrying issue of his father Khan, Tuoba couldn't help but grit his teeth and said, "Ye Chunqiu, this dog thief!"

Batumonk became indifferent, shook his head and said, "No wonder others, we only blame ourselves. We learned from our ancestors' bows and horses, and thought that we could dominate the world by relying on the pastures left by our ancestors. But how could we think that the Han people would go to this day? Now there is no meaning to blame these, and we have no way out." He sighed and continued, "So, we can only fight, but this time, we can no longer fight the new army to death."

He looked up at his son, his eyes looked very deep, and said, "You bring your headquarters here to block here. I will take people to attack Qinglong tomorrow morning. How many days can you drag it? How many days can you count as long as you go. After I succeed Qinglong, Ye Chunqiu will be in a hurry. At that time, we must fight out of here. We will let them out and raid them while they are marching. Their firearms are indeed powerful, but once they break away from these countless trenches, they may not be our opponents during the journey. Moreover, without the assistance of their ships, their supplies will be insufficient. This... is our only chance."

Qinglong?

Tuoba immediately understood.

Tuoba couldn't help but admire his father Khan. He was indeed very similar to ordinary people. When everyone was still thinking about the entrance to the gate, he had another way and set his sights on another place where he could turn defeat into victory.

Now if you think about it carefully, this plan is obviously much more feasible.

Looking at his son whose eyes suddenly became bright, Batumonk said again: "From now on, let everyone rest. Also, you personally guard here to guard against the Han army opposite, the warriors who set off tomorrow, let them sleep well for a night and maintain their energy."

After hearing this, Tuoba did not dare to neglect his troops and quickly summoned his troops to warn him from the new army in that position through the attack of artillery. He knew in his heart that his father Khan kept him here because others were no longer at ease. This was a battle of life and death for the Tatars, and for the Golden Family, it was also a battle of life and death. With so many people dead, many people already had complaints.

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That night was quite calm, but something happened at midnight.

The sound of a cannon was rushing into the sky. The Tatars who were sleeping were already extremely tired and frightened. At the third update of the night, when he suddenly heard such a sound, he was as shocked as if he had exploded.

Batumonk was also awakened. At first, he just thought the opponent's new army was firing artillery, but then, there was a loud gunfire.

Suddenly, Batumonk thought of an answer.

No, I was attacked!

Batumonk couldn't help but get angry. Didn't he ask Tuoba to be alerted? How could he be attacked?

He rushed out of the camp, but saw that the attacked position was his left wing. It was not right. It was not the direction of the new army at all. But at this time, the Tatars who had experienced fear finally paniced.

If the Tatars could not be afraid of danger on the first day, if they encountered such a thing on the second day, they might not cause too much chaos, but this is the third day...

On the third night, everyone was exhausted, the most relaxed and the most feared.

The sudden attack completely aroused these deep fears in their hearts, and thus became in chaos.

But Na Tuoba hurried over with a team of people and shouted: "Father Khan, Father Khan..."

Batumonk saw Toba and immediately said angrily: "It's not for you..."

"It was not the army horses that came from the opposite side, but from the northwest. At some point, they actually went around to the northwest. Oh, I understand, I understand everything. They have boats, boats..."

Batumonk also understood something at once.

The Tatars knew nothing about water wars. In their minds, these boats were just used to transport supplies, but now Batumonk finally understood another function of the boat.

These Han troops actually took a boat and quietly headed north, crossed the entrance of the town, landed dozens of miles north, and then went directly to the back of the Tatar camp and launched an attack.

Batumonk fought a cold war. He never expected that the Han army would attack. In this world, there were infantrymen walking dozens of miles at night but attacking cavalry ten times more than theirs? Isn't this... seeking death?

He was immediately furious, pulled out the long knife from his waist, and said coldly, "It's coming just right, follow me..."

"Father Khan..." Tuoba said sadly: "It's too late. The army and horses attacked the camp moved, and the Han army on the opposite position also came. The warriors were frightened. There were countless Han troops coming at night. What's more, they were scared by the Han army during the day. Now they are like frightened birds. The battalions are in chaos. Everyone is running and cannot be restrained at all. Father Khan, escape... let's escape. If you don't leave, it's too late."

Batumonk was really shocked and suddenly had a cold war. He never expected his 200,000 cavalry to be like this. He really couldn't expect that he had brought so many people and also brought his ambitions, but now...

The sound of gunfire was still making big fuss, and the horses seemed to be frightened, rushed out of the horse circle frantically, and then rushed around, with figures everywhere, and faces full of fear, trampling on each other, countless people trampling on each other.

Batumonk finally realized that Tuoba was right. This time it was really over. The whole game was lost, and even the last little hope was cut off.

Ye Chunqiu didn't give him any chance at all.

His eyes were sorrowful and cold, and he stamped his feet and said, "Let's go."

So under the escort of the Golden Tent Guard, the father and son flocked to flee. Along the way, countless people trampled their tribe members directly to death in order to fight for a chance to survive. The unintentional war horses rushed to the ground and even knocked people away one by one.
Chapter completed!