At the Junzijin Ferry Camp, anxious cavalry came out in full swing.

Before breakfast, Chechen Khan suddenly ordered the entire army to pull out the camp to the north, causing chaos.

In the remote corner of the southeast corner of the camp, Zhai Zhe was dressed neatly, with more than 4,000 cavalrymen ready to go, but the Mongols seemed to have forgotten them.

It was not until the sun came out of the ground that the cavalry of the sweat tent hurried to convey the order: "The Jurchens crossed the river! The army quickly gathered on the north shore."

Zhai Zhe was anxious, and four thousand cavalry rushed out of the camp, and the horses were jogging in an orderly manner, following the battle flag of Tumot's troops to the north. The cavalry on the river bank was dense, and the chaotic Mongols lined up the Han cavalry at the end. It was already half noon when Zhai Zhe arrived at the Jurchens crossing the river.

After Chechen Khan and Omubu Khan led their troops to arrive, the four Khans chose a slightly higher grass slope to watch the military situation.

The Jurchens on the river bank are like boiled dumplings, and there are already seven or eight thousand people.

Zhai Zhe found a high ground in the chaos army and saw clearly, his mind was "buzzing" and "So many people have crossed the river?"

He urged the big dark horse to take his personal soldiers straight to the place where the four sweats gathered.

Geriletu, who was on guard at the grass slope, ordered his soldiers to give way to him, but all his personal soldiers were left behind.

Zhai Zhe drove his horse to Sihan two hundred steps away, and ran to Sihan all the way, and knelt down and advised him urgently: "The Jurchens are crossing the river, why don't they attack? When there are too many people crossing the river, it will be difficult to drive them down."

Tushetu Khan and Zasaktu Khan had never seen Zhai Zhe before, and both looked at him with surprise.

Zhai Zhe waited quietly for a moment but didn't hear the response. He gritted his teeth and said, "I am willing to attack the vanguard, take the lead in attacking, and drive the Jurchens down the Yellow River."

This sentence really shocked Si Han.

Omubuhan was furious and said, "We are here to discuss military affairs, there is a place where you speak, and Geriletu will take him down."

Geriletu stepped forward and led the guards to hold Zhai Zhe's arm and whispered: "You are too reckless and didn't show mercy to the Khan."

In desperation, Zhai Zhe spoke without considerately. These words exposed the disobedience of the Han cavalry of Tumot. No wonder Omubuhan was furious. Tumot had 16,000 cavalry. If 5,000 of them were not completely listened to him, the three Khans of Mobei would reassess his strength.

Zasaktukhan thought of what the Jurchen envoy in the tent said to him, glanced at Omubuhan and asked tentatively: "Since your subordinate has such courage, why not let him give it a try?"

Omubuhan winked and asked Geriletu to pull Zhai Zhe down, and replied with a sarcastic replies: "The Han people are arrogant and arrogant. They can't even ride horses well. How can they take the lead? If they cannot win, they will lose the spirit of our army."

Tu Xietuhan interjected, "I see that the queue of Han cavalry is quite neat, which is very different from that of me."

"The Han people just like to make some flower stands, but they are not useful." Omubuhan refused to let go.

At this moment, Zasaktu Khan completely believed what the Jurchen envoy said. Omubu Khan did not want to rebel against the Jurchens at all. He made up his mind to not send a soldier.

The best attack time once imagined has become a joke. No one, including Chechen Khan, was willing to lead an assault on the 8,000 Jurchens who surrounded the river beaches.

After several days of confrontation, everyone knew the power of the Jurchens. It would cost at least nearly 10,000 people to eliminate the eight thousand people who fought against each other. No tribe could bear more than such losses.

Zhai Zhe was detained under the grass slope, and Omubuhan did not give him a chance to return to the camp, so he was ordered to take him back to the Tumot Barracks and put him under house arrest. He was worried that this disobedient Han man would do crazy actions. In everyone's eyes, the Han cavalry was all the Tumot Tribe's troops.

The sun goes west little by little

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Moving, warships shuttle through the Yellow River.

The Jurchens crossing the river were ready, E Kan stood at the forefront, holding up the spears of three people in his hand, and the hot iron armor made him a little dizzy.

"water!"

The water ghost dressed in light clothes handed him a water bag, and someone would send water to the soldiers and cool them down every once in a while.

E Kan reached out to take it, opened the capsule, leaned his neck and poured it down. The water and sand of the Yellow River were mixed with fine sand. He had to swallow carefully and spit out the broken sand.

In the afternoon, Dorgon at the river beach relaxed his mood. The Mongols did not make up their minds to act at the beginning. The more people crossed the river, the more they were more concerned.

From early morning to afternoon, the four Mongolian Khans did not discuss the results.

When the sun was about to set, there were more than ten thousand Jurchens by the river beach, and warships began to carry armored bows and arrows.

In the side tent of Omubuhan, Zhai Zhe watched the light and shadows move outside the camp. Feng Qin stood behind him with some concern, and they were imprisoned here.

Omubuhan did not make things difficult for him, but just did not allow him to return to the camp.

Zhai Zhe was not worried that Omubu Khan would attack him. After leaving him, Omubu Khan could not control the Han cavalry. However, all his plans failed, and the failure was when he was about to succeed. Although he was prepared in his heart, he still felt frustrated and his strength was exhausted.

Omubu Khan is too weak, Mongolian tribes are too private, and the Jurchens are too strong.

But if it weren't for Omubuhan's weak personality, how could he tolerate such an almost independent Han tribe?

As night falls, the grassland is slowly shrouded in the darkness.

The Jurchens in the Yellow River are still busy, and Dorgon is already calm and leisurely.

At midnight, a huge noise suddenly broke out on the east side of the Mongolian coalition camp, and a long dragon-like torch was ignited to move north. Chechen Khan was awakened and walked out of the camp, shouting violently: "Betray! This is betrayal!"

The scout hurriedly reported: "Tuzetu Khan and Zasaktu Khan went north."

Needless to say, Chechen Khan also understood what happened. He did not go to war during the day today, and the four Mongolian tribes scattered birds and beasts were the inevitable ending.

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The torches lit by the 30,000 Mongolian army were invisible at a glance. The two khans in Mobei chose to leave without saying goodbye late at night. So far, the Mongolian alliance is meaningless. Staying in Monan in this situation can only add danger to themselves.

Omubu Khan was at a loss at the entrance of the Central Army's tent. The Tumote tribe was not the Mongolian in the north of Mo. As Yue Tuo said, he was unwilling to migrate to the extremely cold places like the Mongolian in the north of Mo. Only when naturalization is linked to the Han people can the Tumote people be valuable and hopeful.

After reading for half an hour, Chechen Khan finally realized the reality and had to retreat. It has become a dream for Nanke to dominate Mobei with the help of the power of the Tumote tribe.

Half an hour later, he led his personal guards into Omubuhan's camp.

The two of them looked at each other, both smiling bitterly.

Chechen Khan reached out to invite him and said, "Follow me. Although Mobei cannot catch up with Monan, we have lived there for so many years." He also had a secret scheming when he invited Omubu Khan to Mobei. The Tumote tribe was a piece of fat meat, and Omubu was not a hero. If his son married Princess Ulan, it would be impossible for the two tribes to be united in the future.

Omubuhan shook his head and said, "You go, I want to stay in naturalization."

In the city of Naihua, the only city of the Mongols built by Altan on the grassland is the root of the Tumots. Omubuhan is willing to hand over his destiny to the Jurchens, and Yue Tuo made a promise in his letter.

Omubuhan chose the Jurchens and gave up Mobei.

In an instant, Chechen Khan's face was so gloomy that he returned to normal, and sighed and said, "Leave all the prisoners of the Jurchens to you. If you give them a favor, it may be of some use."

Late at night, the Mongolian coalition forces went east and west, the cavalry in the north of the Mobei meandered north, the Tumotes turned around and returned to naturalization, and Omubuhan was willing to deal with Yuetou instead of Dorgon.

Such a big noise in the middle of the night can't be hidden from the Jurchens who are so close to each other.

Dorgon watched the situation of the Mongols almost all night. He wanted to chase him to vent his anger in his chest, but the food was about to end. They had to cross the river as soon as possible to naturalize.

Tushetu Khan and Zasaktu Khan's cavalry walked a hundred miles northwest. When the sky was dawn, the scout came to report: "Chechen Khan and Omubu Khan have also withdrawn."

"Mongolia is completely finished!" Tushetuhan sighed inwardly. After this battle, the trust between the Mongolian tribes was greatly reduced, and it was difficult to cooperate.

Some people fled in a hurry, and some people rushed over.
Chapter completed!