Red Mansion Soldiers

Chapter 58 A hundred years!

"Damn, it's dead! Brothers, show me your true skills!"

In the valley, the [-] Khalkha remnants instantly split into two factions, and started killing each other.

The one at the other end was smaller than Tumonken's tent, but it was the only tent here, where Puyan Duhan and three others were being held.

"Khan, good opportunity, they are messing up themselves, let's run away!"

Ubash quietly pulled out a small spatula from the sole of the boot, and this small spatula had been sewn into the interlayer of Ubash's boot sole, just to prevent accidents.

Ubashi first cut off the rope bit by bit with his hands behind his back, rubbed his wrists, and immediately pulled out the same small knife from the other boot. Ombu Chuhuer and Puyan Duhan saw Ubash hurriedly turned his back to Ubash, and Ubash leaned forward, cutting the ropes of the two with both hands at the same time.

"Ubash, you have a lot of good things!" Ombash Chuhuer was also rubbing his wrist, looking at Ubash and said with emotion.

"Look at what you said, Grand Master, a few days ago I also planned to cut off the rope quietly and steal a horse to go to the court..."

Speaking of Khan Court, the three fell silent together.

"It's okay, Ubash, sooner or later, I will put all the humiliation we have suffered on them!"

"Khan..." Ubash didn't know what to say, and he didn't even know if he could escape. It's too early to say revenge.

"Okay, don't talk about it, Ubash, here you are counting your skills, and there is only one person guarding the door, go and deal with him." Ombuchhuer interrupted the conversation between the two and gave Ubash a hand. a task.

Ubash nodded, and quietly walked to the door of the tent, while the guard was yawning, he rushed up and broke the guard's neck.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Go around, take the Great Seal from Tumonken's tent while taking advantage of the chaos, and run all the way southwest!"

"Hey, good!"

Everyone climbed to the hillside, and climbed over close to the ground. The people below were fighting lively, and no one noticed them.

Soon, after half an hour, they finally climbed to the back of Tumonken's tent without any risk. Fortunately, the two parties deliberately stayed away from Tumonken's tent when they were fighting. Now, there is no one here. up.

"Khan, look, are these?"

After a while of rummaging, Ubash found a small box under the saddle. Ombu Chuhuer and Puyan Duhan came over and opened the box.

"Yes, yes, this is it, that's great, hurry up, before they find out, run away!"

A few people were about to escape in the dark, when suddenly, a shock interrupted everyone, their movements froze, they looked at each other a few times, and then turned to look at the mouth of the valley.

"Qi, Qigou is here again..."

The news of the Khan's assassination was so shocking that they completely forgot that they were still trapped in the valley.

"Darlin Terrace, what are we... Hey, Darling Terrace, Darling Terrace! Where are you, Darling Terrace!"

Darlingtai was still looking for advice from Darlingtai, but suddenly found that his leading brother was gone.

"Hahaha, that dog-like Darlingtai must have run away, and I knew that he must have killed Da Khan!"

"Shut up! Qi Gou has rushed up, is it time to talk about this!"

"Ughhhhh!!!"

. . . . . .

The three of Puyan Duhan lay in the grass without daring to move. They watched the Qi army's heavy cavalry rush into the chaotic crowd of Khalkhas, separating them like cutting cheese. It became several pieces, and there were fewer and fewer Khalkhas.

"Khan, before they notice us, hurry up and run..." Ombu Chuhuer said softly to the two, before they could react, he stretched out his hand and crawled forward...

"Ahh! My hand!"

A pair of big feet stepped heavily on the back of Ombu Chuhuer's outstretched hands, and the old master trembled in pain, twisting his body like a trampled snake.

"Don't move!"

Ubashi just wanted to rush over to rescue Ombuchhuer, but unexpectedly, two scimitars were placed on his and Puyan Duhan's necks.

He raised his head, and found vigilantly that this was a Minhan Nayan Dalingtai of the Khalkha people and a Tabin Nayan directly under him!

"Don't move, just stay there!"

. . . . . .

The Khalkhas who were rushed into the crowd by the Qi army's heavy cavalry without any precautions were finished. In less than half an hour, the whole army was wiped out.

In the middle of the moon, Jia Hun took off his helmet, took off his turban, and sat on the horse harness that the soldiers had put away long ago.

In front of them, Puyan Duhan stood in front of Jia Hun, and Ubashi knelt on the ground.

"Oh, Prince Antong, you are easy to chase, from Xilinhot to Ujumqin, then to Mount Qiaoba, and finally to Beihai. I have to say, you two can really run!"

Ombu Chuhuer was about to say something when Puyan Duhan jumped out first.

"Shut up! Don't be hypocritical, isn't it you who are driving us away? Bah, your hypocritical face really makes me sick!"

Jia Hun restrained his smiling face, and stared at him blankly.

"I can't tell, you are very brave, why, you seem very unconvinced?"

Puyan Duhan broke away from Ombu Chuhuer and took his hand.

"I just don't accept it. You first attacked the Khan Court, and then attacked my camp. When you arrived at Mount Choibal, you still attacked Tumenken. Even just now, you still took advantage of the chaos to attack the last Khalkhas. By the way, you still have a sneak attack." There is Mandu Luhun Taiji, presumably you are also a sneak attack, right?
You are a villain, coward!Well, let's fight head-on with 1 people each with real knives and real guns! "

Ombuchhuer closed his eyes in pain, and there was silence around him.

"Pfft, hahahaha!"

I don't know who laughed first, which instantly caused everyone to laugh.

"Hahahaha!"

Jia Hun also laughed, and it took him a while to recover.

"Ha, Antong Bayar, it should be said that he is indeed a 14-year-old boy, head-to-head confrontation? Are you crazy or am I crazy? Why should I fight you when I can sneak attack? What's the matter? Is there a benefit? Can the loss be reduced? Or will my brethren die less?
You can ask this old grand master, see if he chooses sneak attack or battle first? "

The wild laughter of the crowd made the 14-year-old Khan a little overwhelmed. In his impression, Battelle, who can only be regarded as a great yuan if he wins head-on, looked at Ombu Chuhuer blankly.

Ombu Chuhuer burst into tears, he knew that Da Yuan was completely over, looking at his sweating profusely with red eyes, he became ruthless.

"Sneak...sneak attack..." After finishing his words with difficulty, Ombu Chuhuer fell to the ground as if he had aged ten years, not daring to look at the profuse sweat with a broken heart.

"Teacher, you lied to me, right? You were just afraid that they would hurt me, so you lied to me, right?"

Ombu Chuhuer didn't say a word.

"Oh." An Tong lowered his head in frustration.

"That's it? You don't insist anymore?" Jia Hun looked at An Tong playfully.

An Tong heard the voice of General Qi on the other side, and his broken Dao Xin instantly regrouped. He just didn't want to lose his dignity in front of this person.

"I'm still not convinced, hum, coward!"

"Tsk, let's do it. In this way, a certain family will give Dahan a chance to eat a few meals and sleep well. At noon the next day, a certain family will allow Dahan to fight one-on-one!"

"A word is settled!"

. . . . . .

"This is Meng Yuan's imperial seal?"

After having An Tong and the three of them taken away, Jia Hun went into Lingjiu's tent.

On the table in the middle of the tent, the box that An Tong and the others stole from Tumonken's tent was lying open.

"General, I'm afraid, yes."

Tremblingly, Vulture picked up the prepared pattern. This pattern has been carried with the army since Taizu's first Northern Expedition. Until now, the No.18 Northern Expedition has finally come in handy!
Jia Hun hurriedly snatched the pattern and a piece of paper that the vulture had just printed, carefully compared every detail, and finally, he slapped the two pieces of paper on the table.

"It's over, it's over, it's been a hundred years, the Great Yuan Dynasty has died..."

"General, do you want, do you want, tell this news to everyone?"

Jia Hun calmed down again.

"No, it's not the time yet. Wait until a certain family overthrows An Tong in the future. Now, immediately, immediately send back the news that all of Meng Yuan's imperial seals have been seized!"

"Hey, I'm obedient!"

. . . . . .

The day after tomorrow.

During the few days when the remnant army besieged Khalkha and An Tong recovered, Jia Hun and others were not idle.

One thing is to sacrifice the only failed Northern Expedition of Taizu more than 80 years ago. After the sixth Northern Expedition and the scattered bones of the soldiers who died in battle, the Jingguan was opened, and after nine days of sorting and incineration, it was finally in the The day before the duel between Jia Hun and An Tong was completed.

The Qi army that had already packed did not set off immediately, but formed a circle, surrounding its own general and Meng Yuan's little Khan.

"A certain family is four years older than Da Khan, taller and stronger than you, don't say that a certain family bullies you, how do you want to fight, Da Khan can tell you."

"...Okay, let's ride and shoot first."

An Tong looked at the big general who was almost two heads taller than him, and silently accepted the suggestion.

Riding and archery compares courage, eyesight and shooting skills, and has little to do with body shape.

"Come on, let Da Khan lead me that fine horse!"

The soldiers hurriedly gave An Tong the spare horse of Jia Hun that he was leading, and with Ubashi's assistance, he rode on the horse.

Fifty steps apart, the two rushed towards each other face to face.In no time twenty paces were advanced.

The two raised their bows and set their arrows at the same time, Jia Hun stood up first due to his height, but An Tong had no choice but to lean down and point upwards.

In four steps, An Tong took the lead in loosening the string, and Jia Hun turned his head, and the heavy arrow flew out against the tip of his hair. Jia Hun also took the opportunity to loose the string, and instantly shot through An Tong's cymbal hat and nailed it to the ground. An Tong broke out in a cold sweat.

Dang!

An Tong's arrow flew into the crowd, but was thrown to the ground by Lin Jin.

Afterwards, cavalry battles, foot battles, long weapons, and short weapons took turns to fight, making An Tong miserable.

Jia Hun hit An Tong's stomach with a knee, flew into the air for two seconds, and fell heavily to the ground, unable to get up again.

Jia Hun patted the dust on his knees, and the soldiers quickly handed the wet towel to Jia Hun.

After wiping his face twice, Jia Hun looked around at the army who had followed him to Beihaipan.

"Just the day before yesterday, we wiped out all the remnants of Khalkha Mughal Khan, and successfully captured the last bloodline of the Borzhijin family, Antong Bayar!"

Everyone fell silent, listening to Jia Hun's words quietly.

"That night, Yebushou Commander Vulture told me that none of Meng Yuan's imperial seals were left in our hands. The Great Khan was captured and the imperial seal was seized. Everyone already knows what's going on now, right? ?”

The breath of the [-] army gradually became short of breath.

"That's right, Baoyuan is dead, and it's in our hands. The century-long war between Daqi and Mengyuan, and the 380-year war between our Han family and Mengwu are over!"

"Wan Sheng! Wan Sheng!"

"Big Qi wins!"

The fifty thousand army is boiling!
History is made by us!

"Hahaha, come on!

The cloud follows the dragon, the wind follows the tiger, fame and wealth, dust and earth.

Looking at Shenzhou, the people are suffering, and the fertile land for thousands of miles is barren. "

When everyone heard Jia Hun sing the military song of Taizu's time, they also sang along!

"Look at the world, the barbarians are exhausted, and the law of heaven is incomplete.

Good man, don't leave your parents, just for the sake of the common people and not for the Lord.

With the steel knife 99 in hand, kill all Hu'er before giving up. "

In the sky of Beihai, the mighty and majestic singing belonging to Han Jiaerlang resounded again!

"I am a dignified man, how could Han Lang be willing to take horses and cows?

A strong man drank all the wine in his bowl and traveled a thousand miles without turning back.

The golden drum is beeping in unison, and the crowds are roaring, and they will never break the yellow dragon! ! ! "

An Tong, who was lying motionless on the ground, buried his head lower, his eyes were red, and the ground was soaked with tears along the tip of his nose.

Da Yuan is dead.

The army of fifty thousand sang it over and over until it was almost noon.

Anyway, it's time for dinner, so let's go after dinner.

Another two thousand sheep and fifty cattle lost their lives.

After eating and drinking enough, they stuffed An Tong and the others into the prison cart, carrying cartloads of ashes of Paoze, and headed home, Jia Hun pointed his horsewhip.

"go home!"

　After the Northern Expedition is over, limited by the author's lack of professional knowledge, he can only do so much. Next, the writing of this volume will end in three or four days, and a new volume will start.

　　The new volume is political struggle, I don’t know if I can write this well…

　　In a month's time, I wrote it all the way from Xiaomengxin to the shelves. Really, I am full of emotions.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)