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    Mikhail shrugged his shoulders. He was not ready to continue this argument with his colleagues: "Okay, dear Konstantinovich, but I think it is very difficult for these Tatars to live up to your expectations.  Soon we will see whether they are warriors or cowards!" "I agree with you on this!" Sharif nodded.  He looked back at the horizon, and a black cloud had appeared in the sky.  At this time, in Chelin Dorji's felt tent, a messenger arrived bringing ominous news.  A dust-covered "Haci Chu" (a Mongolian civilian) knelt on the ground and loudly reported with sweat on his face: "The greatest Khan in the world, just three days ago, the Sauron cavalry and the Oroqen cavalry invaded  When they entered the territory of the Tuxie Tu tribe, they claimed to have received an order from Emperor Dashun to attack the rebels. These cavalrymen were like a black storm that brought plague, destroying everything, including livestock, tents, and grassland, as they passed by.  Not even a blade of grass will be left in this place!¡± ¡°What?¡± Chelin Dorji stood up from the throne, his face was full of panic, and was immediately covered by anger: ¡°How could this happen?  ! Damn the Sauron bandits, may the Immortal Heaven send plague on their heads, may their bodies be bitten and devoured by wild dogs, and may their souls be torn apart by the cold wind on the grassland forever, and they may not be able to rest in peace! ¡± Chelin Dorji¡¯s curse!  After a few words, he suddenly raised his head and asked: "Then how far are they from Kulun now and how many troops they have. Also, do they have Zasaktu Khan, Chechen Khan, and the Sayinnoyan tribe?"  Send troops to resist?" Chelin Dorji knew in his heart that his Tuxietu tribe sent the most troops in this southern invasion. Those who stayed in Kulun were all old, weak, sick and disabled, and could not resist the Sauron and Oroqen cavalry, but the other three troops  The number of troops mobilized is not large, and the strong men remaining in the tribe can be mobilized to resist the enemy's invasion.  "Great Khan! Both Zasaktu Khan and Chechen Khan only sent troops to protect their own tribes and did not send troops to Kulun. As for the Saiyin Noyan tribe." The "Kazakhchu" looked up at Che Linduo carefully.  Erji's face turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and replied: "The Saiyinnuoyan tribe said that if they don't return their Khan King for one day, they will not send a single soldier. I also heard that they sent people to negotiate with Sauron and the Oroqen cavalry.  You should stay out of it!" "That's enough!" Chelin Dorji interrupted his men's words, and the dark skin on his face twisted in pain: "These stupid traitors, do they think those damn Han people are here?  After wiping out the Tuxie Tu tribe, will the Han people let them go? Just like they did to the tribes in Inner Mongolia, they will tear the Khalkha Mongolia into pieces so that no one can resist them. They will all regret it then.  The Han people have been doing this for hundreds of years, why can't you see it-" At this time, Chelin Dorji's voice became like a she-wolf losing her cubs in the grassland, shrill and hoarse.  "Father, father!" At this time, a girl walked out of the inner room. It was Chelin Dorji's beloved daughter Sarah. She quickly stepped forward and hugged her father's knees: "Please don't do this, or else I¡ª¡ª"  What else can poor Sarah rely on? Will her child survive if the great wolf falls? "My Sarah, poor Sarah!"  He leaned down and hugged his daughter: "I really regret raising the flag now. It ruined me and ruined you. Maybe I should hand you over to the Russian and let him take you abroad."  Only in this way can we avoid the terrible fate that will follow!" "No, father, things haven't reached that point yet!" Sarah raised her head: "There shouldn't be many cavalry, but their sudden appearance only increases the fear. It's spring now.  The horses of the Manchus are also very thin, and they cannot find so many cavalry that can travel long distances. The sway of the other tribes is just because you are not in Kulun now. As long as your army returns to Kulun, everything will be fine.  It will get better!" "Yes, as long as we rush back, everything can be saved!" Chelin Dorji was like a drowning man grabbing another life-saving straw, and he immediately held on to it. In fact, he  There is no choice now.  He stood up and shouted loudly: "Gather all the Uluths and Otoks, hurry up, we have to rush back to Kulun!" "Great Khan, where are the infantry? They can't run fast!"  The confidant asked in astonishment.  "It doesn't matter what they do!" Chelindorji waved his hand impatiently: "Throw away all the baggage and let them walk slowly. The horsemen will return to Kulun as soon as possible. Just let the escaped slaves delay a little time for us.  ! "In Chelin Dorji's heart, the most important thing is to be able to preserve the strength of the Tuxie Tubu headquarters. These infantry consisting of runaway slaves and homeless people who have just joined his command have become useless burdens!  "Yes, Khan!" Chelin Dorji's order was executed very quickly, but more than an hour later, the headquarters of the Tuxie Tube left under the command of the big and small bosses.The brigade speeded up and headed towards Cullen, and he himself changed into ordinary clothes and left the brigade after dinner that day, leaving only his ornately decorated mobile sleeping tent to confuse the people who stayed behind.  Chelin Dorji knew in his heart that since the envoy from the Tuxie Tu tribe had arrived, the news of Sauron's cavalry invasion could not be hidden from the other three tribes for long. The purpose of these people originally joining his banner was just to  He has no control over their ability to plunder. Once they learn the news, their first reaction is probably to abandon themselves and run away. The earlier they leave at this time, the safer they will be. Those who fall behind will attract the pursuit of the shun army.  A bait for the troops' attention.  "Boss, look at the Great Khan's team. Why do they seem to have fewer people and horses?" Old Walnut pointed doubtfully at the golden-top tent in front of him, which was Chelin Dorji's sleeping tent. On the top of the tent there was  A top made of gold, which is very gorgeous under the sunlight, is an important symbol of Chelin Dorji himself.  In order to prevent people from other tribes from finding out that they had escaped alone, although Chelindorzi himself had already left, these tents were still left behind to confuse others.  "Stop talking nonsense, it has nothing to do with you how many people are in Dahan's team, old walnut, save your energy for talking and walking, and don't ask others to help you carry your rifle later!" Yu Zhiheng replied without looking back.  There are already two more rifles on his back, which are two soldiers with sprained feet.  "Don't worry, boss! I won't drop the gun even if I die!" Old Walnut patted the butt of the gun on his back: "I will never drop the gun before I smash the head of that damn manor owner.  " "It will happen one day, Old Walnut!" Hearing Old Walnut's answer, Yu Zhiheng turned around and patted the other party's shoulder, and there was a chorus of response from the soldiers, who were mainly composed of escaped slaves.  For them, weapons are almost equal to life and freedom, and asking them to drop their guns is almost equal to killing them.  Yu Zhiheng turned around and squinted his eyes to take a closer look at the golden tent in the distance. As a team leader, he saw much more than Old Walnut.  Not only were there fewer guards and horses beside the golden tent, but more importantly, since the morning, he had not seen a herald enter or leave the tent. This was a very abnormal phenomenon.  He knew in his heart that it was impossible for such an army composed of people from multiple tribes to advance on its own without the deployment of a commander, not to mention that there was an enemy army behind this army, even if it was to monitor the rear.  Moving scouts will also appear every once in a while.  There is only one explanation for this sign, and that is that the commander-in-chief is no longer in the splendid tent. This is not a good sign.  "Did something happen to Kulun?" Yu Zhiheng thought to himself. He has been wandering in Outer Mongolia for four or five years. He knows very well how complicated the contradictions between the noble princes and nobles and the living Buddhas are. These contradictions are both  Because of their own conflicts of interest, Dashun also deliberately provoked them.  Due to these contradictions, the princes, nobles and living Buddhas either sent assassins to assassinate them, sued Eren's Zhangbei Protector, or even directly launched tribesmen to attack each other.  Now the influence of the Dashun Zhangbei Protectorate as the highest ruling body in Outer Mongolia no longer exists. In this land without authority and order, nothing is surprising.  "Boss, look, isn't this the old Maozi who usually dresses very beautifully?" Old Walnut pointed at the Russian officer on horseback who was galloping past on the official road to the left of the team and said, "His horse can run very well.  How fast, as if there are a few ghosts chasing you! " "Shut up, old walnut, we are soldiers now, don't force me to whip you on the back!" Yu Zhiheng also saw the speed!  Mikhail passed by, and his sharp eyes even saw clearly the blood stains on the back of Mikhail's crotch that was whipped by the whip. Did he know how much this arrogant Russian aristocratic officer loved him?  He is a good horse, and the horse feed he gives him every day is better than what most soldiers eat. But now he is being whipped so hard. Is the sky going to fall?  "Drive, drive!" Mikhail slapped his mount's hindquarters hard, as if he was crazy, but compared to the anger in his chest, what was this?  "The cowardly and cunning Tatar chief! He actually left us and ran away alone!" Mikhail felt as if a fire was burning in his chest.  "Mikhail! What's wrong with you!" Sharif looked at his companion in front of him strangely. Mikhail's fair face, which usually had a sarcastic smile, was now livid.  He picked up a horn cup and handed it to the other party: "Let's have a glass of Goleka!"
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