After the Khan tent made a decision to return to Qingcheng, Kankantad and Tmulun retreated from the Khan tent together.

Outside the tent, there were two personal guards waiting by the side to hold horses.

As soon as they came out, the two of them got on their horses.

"Tomulun, why not sit there?" Kancantada smiled and invited Tomulun.

Temulun looked up at the sky and declined, "The Khan has ordered the withdrawal of troops. I have to clean up. When I return to Qingcheng, it will not be too late to go to Lao Taiji again."

"Since that's the case, I won't force it, but today, thanks to your words from Temulun, which dispelled the last thought in Dahan's mind." Kankanta said with a smile.

Temulun frowned slightly and said, "What does Lao Taiji mean? I don't quite understand."

As he said that, he shook his head gently.

"Okay, don't hide it from me. I know you don't want the tiger flag to stay on the grassland, so you did what you said before to make you sweat." A pair of small eyes on Kancantada's big round face said with a smile.

Temulun let go of his eyebrows and said, "I did not lie. What I said in front of the Khan is true, and it is what the person with the tiger flag said to me."

"So the people with the Tiger Flag really want to go to war with us?" The smile on Kankanta's face disappeared, and her expression became serious.

Temulun said: "Although I don't know where the tiger flag comes from, from their words, I feel that they really want to snatch the grassland of our Tumot."

"I didn't expect these southerners to be so ambitious that we have not done anything to them yet, but we are thinking about us first." A bit of stern expression appeared on Kancantada's face.

Temulun held the reins with both hands and said, "The two Wanhu tribes, the Ordos tribes and Yongsebu tribes, rely entirely on Lao Taiji. The tiger-shaped flag must not continue to stay on the grassland. They must be uprooted and driven out of the grassland next year."

"Don't worry, since I promised it in front of the Khan, I will definitely bring the warriors from their tribes from the Ordos tribe and the Yongsebu tribe next year." Kankantad said seriously.

The three Wanhu tribes of the right-wing Mongolia are one of each other. He believes that the Ordos tribe and the Yongsebu tribe know that the Ming people had the intention to annex the Tumote grassland and would definitely send troops to help.

Temulun bowed slightly to Kankantada and said, "There are still many things to explain in the tribe, so I won't delay it with Lao Taiji here, just take a step first."

Kancantada nodded.

As soon as Temulun urged his horse to fight under his crotch, he ran on the grassland in front of the sweat tent.

More than a dozen personal guards left with him.

"Taiji, let's go back too!" Chakak came to Kankantada and said.

Kankantad looked back at the sweat tent and said, "Go, go back."

Compared with Temulun, Kankantada is the most powerful of Tumote Taiji. The tribe is the richest, but there are many personal guards. Dozens of personal guards guarded him and rushed towards the yurt where the tribe is located.

Only one day later, the last Mongolian army drove away in the hum of the Niuke.

Most of the Mongols were cavalry, and the movements of tens of thousands of troops were naturally hidden from the tiger-shaped flag camp dozens of miles away.

Chen Xunping stood by the village wall, holding a monocular telescope in his hand.

Through the monocular, he could see some Mongolian whistles riding on the grassland and galloping. No matter how far away he could only see some blurry images, which was not very real.

"The Mongols retreated." Chen Xunping, who had looked through the monocular telescope for a while, turned his head and said to Qin Rong beside him.

Qin Rong hesitated for a moment and said, "Temulun has been away from us for less than two days. If the Mongolians knew about our plan to take down the Tumote Grassland, they should increase their troops. How could they withdraw?"

"If you don't believe it, let's wait for the news of the warding to see if the Mongols are withdrawing their troops." Chen Xunping said to Qin Rong with a smile.

The last army of the Mongolians retreated, and the pressure on his shoulders was much easier.

There was always a Mongolian army around him, which made him always worried that the Mongolians would attack the Dune Castle under construction.

What he was worried about was not the damage that the Mongolian army could cause, but was worried that the Mongolian army would continue to harass, which would lead to the construction of the pier and fire road piers planned on the map before winter.

The Mongolian whistle riders were not far from the Tiger Banner. After a while, they disappeared from everyone's sight and went further away.

At this time, Tan Zaiwang, who was wearing a breastplate, rode a horse to the wall where Chen Xunping and the others were.

After getting off the horse, he went up to the village wall alone.

Tan Zaiwang arrived on the wall of the village and saluted the two people in front of him, saying, "Chen Yingzheng, Qin's staff officer, just sent back the news that the Mongolians retreated to Qingcheng."

"How is it, I'm right!" Chen Xunping said to Qin Rong with a smile.

Qin Rong smiled and said, "I've been fooled by your camp."

"This is not a mistake, but because I have known these Mongolians, especially their nobles, who have long been used to enjoying it. It's okay to fight the wind. If you really want to fight to the death, you have no determination to fight to the death, so I said that they are withdrawing their troops now." Chen Xunping explained with a smile.

Tan Zaiwang, who was standing aside, continued, "Chen Yingzheng was right. Not to mention that these Mongolians in front of him were comparable to those of Altan Khan, even the Mongolians who were more than ten years ago could not compare with each other. The bows in their hands became soft bows, and shooting rabbits is OK. If you go to the battlefield, it would be better to burn a fire stick."

"This is true. I am a Datong native. When I was a child, I always heard the old man say how powerful and fierce the Mongolian Tartars were. Now the Tumote tribe led by Altan Khan was still fighting us. Unfortunately, tens of thousands of cavalry could not defeat our tiger-shaped flag and tens of thousands of infantrymen." Qin Rong sighed.

As a person from Datong, I grew up listening to the cruel stories of Mongolians, and because of Datong's position, I was facing Tumote.

When Altan Khan was still alive, the people who were most hurt by the Mongols were Datong and Xuanfu.

"Mongols are also weasels and rats, and a nest is worse than a nest." Chen Xunping smiled and joked.

This made Qin Rong and Tan Zaiwang, who were standing aside, laugh at the same time.

After laughing, Chen Xunping looked much more serious and said to Tan Zaiwang: "Our whistle-snooping must continue to stare at the Mongolian army, to prevent them from taking a back shot and catching us off guard."

"Chen Ying is rest assured. I have sent several teams of whistle to stare at these Mongolians. Any movement can be transmitted back in time." Tan Zaiwang promised.

Chen Xunping nodded and then said, "Another time, you can arrange a team of cavalry to wait in my tent. If you confirm that the Mongols retreat, I will arrange for them to send this news to the adults."
Chapter completed!