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Chapter 1341 Battle of the Holy Mountain
"Is it really the Sixth Prince who has arrived?!" The Ming army officers and soldiers were overjoyed upon hearing the news.

After being isolated and helpless for a long time, when they suddenly heard that someone was coming to pick them up, it was like the New Year, right?
What’s more, the one who came was the most powerful prince of the Ming Dynasty, the omnipotent Prince Chuhaidian.

"Is the Sixth Prince using this method to inform the Prince that he is coming?" Zhang Yu asked, "Is there anything else?"

"There's more." Zhu Di searched carefully and found a few lines of numbers on the back of the Kongming lantern.

"What does this mean?" everyone asked.

"It should be the password." Zhu Di said in a deep voice: "Get the password."

After saying this, he looked at the generals, and they quickly avoided him.

Ping An wanted to watch the fun, but was dragged away by Xue Liu.

The guard then took out a thick booklet from his backpack. This was the code book that Zhu Zhen had given to Zhu Di.

Many years ago, Lao Liu established a pigeon communication system between Beiping and Jinling. When Hu Weiyong rebelled, Xu Da also used this line to warn Boss Zhu.

Pigeon messaging is the fastest way of communication at the moment, but it also has many disadvantages. For example, it has poor confidentiality... Once a pigeon is caught on the way, there is a risk of information being leaked.

The solution was to encrypt the letters, so Zhu Zhen gave Zhu Di the code book.

Zhu Zhen's code is very simple, it is to assign numbers to Chinese characters. In this way, the letter Zhu Di received was a series of numbers with no pattern. But as long as he checked the code book, he could easily decipher the content by himself.

"Langjuxu Mountain." Zhu Di couldn't help but laugh: "This old man really knows how to choose a place."

According to historical records, "Han's general of cavalry traveled more than 2,000 miles from Dai to engage in battle with Zuo Xian Wang. The Han soldiers captured more than 70,000 Hu captives, and Zuo Xian Wang fled. The general of cavalry was granted a post at Langjuxu Mountain, and returned to Linhanhai after being buried at Zenguyan. "

Moreover, Langjuxu Mountain also has a very special meaning to the Mongolians. They call it 'Buerhan Mountain', which means 'Three Holy Mountains', because it is the birthplace of Genghis Khan.

There is no better place to end this great, glorious and arduous war.

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At dawn the next day, Mahamu immediately sent out scouts to inquire about the movements of the Ming army.

Soon news came back that the Ming army showed signs of moving south along the Tula River.

"They are not going east anymore?" Yesudel frowned upon hearing the news and asked, "Why are they suddenly going south?"

"They should be preparing to retreat back to China," Mahamu judged. "This route is the traditional route our ancestors took to the south. It saves two thousand miles compared to their journey from Buir Lake back to Gyeongju."

"Well, if they want to go back to Gyeongju directly, they will definitely take this route." The leaders nodded in agreement.

"It is estimated that the Ming army has already withdrawn from Buir Lake to Gyeongju, so they can just go back to Gyeongju directly."

"It seems that the Ming army has no intention of dealing with us." Yesudier said in a deep voice.

"This is normal. Winter is about to come, and the Ming army is still wearing summer clothes. If they don't move south, they will all freeze to death." said the leaders.

"We can't let them get away. Even if they do, they must leave Toghon Temur and the imperial seal behind!" Yesudel slammed the table and said, "Pass the order and chase them with all our might!"

"Yes!" all the leaders responded in unison.

"You, the boy from the Choros tribe, will be in charge of the specific command!" Yesudel said to Mahamu. "Yes, sir!" Mahamu bowed and responded.

~~
As a result, the entire Oirat army marched south, closely pursuing the Ming army.

On the way, a scout picked up the wreckage of a Kongming lantern and brought it back for the leaders to review.

"What is this?" Yesudier and the other leaders passed it around, but naturally no one recognized it.

"There is wax in here, which should be the trace of candle burning," Mahamu guessed, "Could it be that the sky fire last night was this thing?"

"How is that possible?" The leaders laughed, "Can lanterns fly into the sky?"

"Hahaha! Young people really have wild imaginations!"

"Okay, stop laughing." Yesudier coughed and looked at a red-hatted monk and said, "Master, do you recognize the words on it?"

"It's not Mongolian, nor Tibetan, nor Chinese. But I seem to have seen similar characters in Hui language. It seems to be used for counting..." Believe it or not, the red-hatted monk actually recognized it, but he couldn't figure out the meaning behind this string of numbers no matter how hard he tried.

"Could this be the work of the Ming army?" asked the leaders.

"Probably not. As far as I know, Han people don't use this kind of numbers." The monk shook his head.

"That's strange, is there someone else nearby?" Yesudier asked curiously.

"It was the Han people who put it there!" Mahamu said again: "Maybe this is their secret code or something like that!"

Then he said to Yesudel, "Your Majesty, should we be more cautious? As the saying goes, a beast trapped in a desperate situation will still struggle and resist. Insects like wasps and scorpions can also hurt people with their stings, not to mention the numerous enemies!"

"What do you mean?" Yesudier said dissatisfiedly, "The Ming army only has a few thousand exhausted soldiers left. If we don't pursue them with all our strength, do we have to let them go back?"

"No, I just want to remind the Khan to prevent any fraud." Mahamu said hurriedly.

"Remember, boy from the Choros tribe, I use you because you are a young and fearless person. If you are afraid of wolves in front and tigers behind, I might as well use someone else." Yesudier said coldly.

"Yes." Mahamu was still young after all, and seeing Yesüder was so determined, he dared not say anything.

~~
This little episode did not affect the speed of the Wala army's pursuit. They traveled day and night, galloping their horses, and finally caught up with the Ming army on its way back south early the next morning.

The Ming army seemed unprepared for the sudden appearance of pursuers. They fired a few arrows in panic and then fled.

"Hahaha, they really panicked and fled into the Burhan Mountain!" On the hillside in the distance, Yesudier was overjoyed as he watched the direction of the Ming army. "Little did they know that it was a dead end!"

The terrain of Burhan Mountain is relatively gentle, especially the path leading into the mountain. From the outside of the mountain, it looks completely flat, making people think it is a path heading south. However, as you walk, you will enter the mountain. The further you go, the higher the terrain becomes, and the road becomes narrower and narrower until it becomes a real mountain road, so it is very deceptive.

"This is the manifestation of the Holy Mountain!" He excitedly drew out his precious sword, pointed at the pass of Mount Burhan and said, "Go, warriors, under the watchful eyes of Genghis Khan, annihilate this Ming army and prove that we are the true heirs of the Mongol Empire!"

"Wulai!" The blood of the Wala soldiers was boiling. They urged their horses and rushed towards the mountain pass.

"Ah..." Mahamu was so depressed. Didn't he ask me to give orders? What kind of orders are these?
What else did he have to do but lead his 10,000-man army into the valley.

(End of this chapter)