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The mountain is covered with green pines, the sun shines through the leaf veins, the birds chirp in a melodious voice, the male birds proudly show off their beautiful feathers, courting the female birds.
In the bushes, an elk raised its head alertly and looked down the mountain. A stream flowed down from the mountain stream, singing a cheerful song as it rushed down the mountain.
Boom... ... ..
There were bursts of water sounds coming from the stream at the foot of the mountain, scaring the elk away and running away. Even the male bird that was showing off its beautiful feathers was frightened and left the female bird behind, flapping its wings and flying away. Well, when disaster strikes, everyone flies away...
At the foot of the mountain, a group of mud men rushed into the stream, shouting and laughing like a group of lunatics. Soon, the clear stream was muddied by the mud and sand on their bodies.
Puff! Song Xiaoran sank underwater and drank enough water before raising his head and spurting out a mouthful of water into the sky. He felt comfortable all over. This feeling was ten thousand times better than the first time he went to the brothel. Every pore on his body opened up and he breathed in the fresh air beautifully.
Qin Shan, who was standing next to him, chuckled and said, "Xiao Ran, have you had enough to drink?"
"That's enough. That's enough."
“Is this water sweet?”
"Sweet. So damn sweet!"
"I just had to pee urgently, so I peed in the water..."
"you!"
Song Xiaoran was so angry that she jumped and pushed Qin Shan into the water. The two of them had a water fight in the stream, which made people laugh. Only the camels knew the value of water. They drank water desperately and didn't care about these humans who had no sense of crisis.
Yan Yingyuan was famous in the Jiangyin defense war, but he was not actually from Jiangyin. He was a Yanzhao man. At this moment, he was by the river, spreading out a map and discussing the next move with Wei Mingkui, Zhang Jie and other battalion commanders.
Ye Luoqi pointed to the mountains in the distance and said, "This should be the Sumur Mountain. In the past, this area of hundreds of miles was the pasture of the Durbert tribe. If we go around the Sumur Mountain, we should be able to see the herdsmen of the Durbert tribe."
There were originally four major tribes in the entire Western Mongolia, namely the Dzungar, the Dzungar, the Khoshut, and the Torghut. In addition, there were many small tribes attached to these four major tribes.
Dissatisfied with Batur Hun Taiji's seizure of the position of leader, the Torghut tribe migrated thousands of miles west to the upper reaches of the Danube River, while the Khoshut tribe moved to Qinghai-Tibet. Now there are only two large tribes left in the entire western desert.
Therefore, their pastures are likely to have undergone significant changes. Ye Luoqi could only speak of the past, and he was not sure about the current situation.
Yan Yingyuan said: "No matter which tribe is ahead, the most important thing is to get the war horses first."
Zhang Jie suggested: "General, why don't we split into four and spread the net. As long as we take care of a few small tribes, we will have the war horses."
"Okay, let's do it this way." Yan Yingyuan made a prompt decision and acted accordingly.
He dared to do so because, firstly, the Dzungar army had gone on an expedition to Yarkand, and secondly, they were equipped with Type 68 rifles, which could effectively restrain cavalry.
Soon, the two thousand men were divided into four groups, separated by dozens of miles, and headed westward like a large net.
There are vast grasslands to the north of the Tianshan Mountains. The Tang Dynasty ruled this area during its heyday and established the Beiting Protectorate. To the south is the Tianshan Mountains and to the north is the Jinshan Mountains (i.e. the Altai Mountains). Snow from the Tianshan Mountains and the Jinshan Mountains flows down to form rivers and lakes, with lush grass and abundant cattle and sheep.
After Yan Yingyuan and his companions bypassed the Sumur Mountain and walked forward for another twenty or thirty miles, they saw numerous swamps emitting white hot steam.
The autumn grass beside the swamp is still green and pleasing, and large groups of horses, cattle and sheep are grazing leisurely. For those who have trekked in the desert, the scene before their eyes is so beautiful that they dare not look at it.
"Oh, my Tengri!" Qin Shan closed his eyes, opened his arms, and imitated the Mongolians to embrace Eternal Heaven.
"Miss, be careful, we have to cross Huaxi Bridge ahead..." Song Xiaoran sang a little tune in surprise.
Squad leader Liu Gui kicked each of them and shouted, "Prepare for battle!"
"Captain, didn't you see? Hey, hey, hey, hey, those herders are mostly women. You want your brothers to fight with guns?"
Song Xiaoran pointed randomly. He was not just looking around, because more than half of the shepherds he saw were women.
Batur Khan led his army to destroy the Yarkand Khanate, so probably most of the men in his tribe went to fight.
Yan Yingyuan and his companions were neither wearing armor nor holding battle flags, and they were riding camels. A Mongolian man rode his horse to greet them in surprise, and asked in Mongolian from a distance: "Where are you from? Are you from Mobei?"
Ye Luoqi's face turned strange after hearing this. Not to mention, there was a vast desert to the east. Under normal circumstances, one could only get here by bypassing the Hangai Mountains from the northern desert.
The herdsmen on the grasslands like caravans very much. They rely on caravans to trade their products and daily necessities. On the grasslands, whenever a caravan arrives, adults and children are usually jubilant.
"We came from the vast sea."
"You..." The Mongolian man had already realized something was wrong. Although these hundreds of people were riding camels, they did not have any common commodities. There were only weapons on the camels' backs, and they were muskets. He screamed and rode away.
"Oh, you still want to run? Slow down, slow down..." Song Xiaoran shook his hand and a lasso flew over. This was his specialty. He lassoed the Mongolian man in an instant and pulled him off his horse.
"Action!" Yan Yingyuan shouted immediately.
"Gee!" Qin Shan and his men whipped their horses and rushed out, riding the camels as if they were horses.
Don't think that camels are always slow. In fact, they can run very fast, but they are not as enduring as war horses.
This sudden change caused the originally peaceful grassland to become chaotic with screams everywhere.
The camels were running very fast, looking very unimpressive. Let's ignore those women and grab the horses first. The large herd of horses looked at these uninvited guests innocently, some of them were agitated, but they had been domesticated for a long time and were very well behaved, so they didn't run away in panic.
Qin Shan and his men easily surrounded two or three hundred handsome horses and were overjoyed.
Two or three miles away, at the yurt, dozens of Mongolian men rushed over on war horses, holding swords and bows.
As they approached, a burst of gunfire rang out, and the roaring Mongolian men fell off their horses one by one. Those who were lucky enough not to be shot were terrified.
The camels continued to run, and Yan Yingyuan personally led two hundred "human camels" to rush forward. Some of them seized the ownerless war horses and chased after them with a roar.
Of this tribe of six or seven hundred people, only a few dozen young and strong men were left, and the rest were all old, weak, women and children. After Yan Yingyuan and his men surrounded the old, weak, women and children, the young and strong men could only rush forward and fight desperately, but all their efforts were in vain;
The Qin army's rifles were not to be trifled with. Amid the sound of gunfire, the young and strong men fell off their horses one after another, without any power to resist.
After defeating a tribe so easily, the Qin army seized the war horses and began to gallop across the vast Moxi grassland as if they were in an empty land.
Batur Khan probably never dreamed that when he had destroyed Yarkand and was ambitiously advancing into the Hexi Corridor, such an army would cross the vast desert and break into his backyard.
The heroic feat of Huo Piao leading 800 cavalrymen deep into the desert, marching thousands of miles and wiping out the Huns' lair in one fell swoop is being staged again today.
To the north of the Tianshan Mountains and to the south of the Jinshan Mountains, several groups of Qin troops roared past, defeating one Mongolian tribe after another, like a force to be reckoned with, and invincible.
The bright moon rises over Tianshan Mountain, among the vast sea of clouds.
The wind blows for thousands of miles, passing through Yumen Pass.
The heavenly soldiers descended to the northern wilderness, and the Hu horses wished to drink in the south.
I have fought in hundreds of battles with my sword in hand, out of deep gratitude for your kindness.
Fight in the morning to the sound of golden drums, sleep at night hugging the jade saddle.
I wish to draw the sword at my waist and kill Lou Lan.
This was a thousand-mile raid that could not be overstated. Most of the Junggar troops had gone to fight in Hexi with Batur, and the rest were mostly the elderly, the weak, women and children. Yan Yingyuan and his men swept through like a gust of wind, and no one north of the Tianshan Mountains could stop them. It was a great pleasure.
It would take at least half a month for this news to reach Yumen Pass from Beiting. At this moment, Batuba Khan was completely unaware of the fire in his backyard and was planning in Guazhou City how to lure Li Dingguo out of the pass so as to destroy him completely.
In Suzhou City, Li Dingguo has not been idle these days. The news of the great victory in Lanzhou has boosted the morale of Suzhou. He does not know whether Yan Yingyuan can succeed, and he will not pin all his hopes on Yan Yingyuan.
Suzhou still has 23,000 soldiers and horses. Although they are not at an advantage against Batur's 60,000 cavalry, after such a long time, he has gradually figured out Batu the Bald Khan's combat style.
They dare not engage in head-on combat, so they simply rely on their cavalry, charging quickly, attacking from all sides, constantly harassing you and making you lose sight of the big picture.
Li Dingguo was carefully preparing to give Batur a hard slap in the face.
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