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The battle situation in Moxi is getting more and more chaotic every day.When the battle report was sent back to the capital, Yinhu was always worried.The whole Mongolia was in chaos, not to mention the special envoys sent by Kangxi and the officials of the Lifan Academy, even the princes Baylor of Mongolia could hardly control the situation.The north of the Qing Dynasty was completely in chaos because of a Junggar.Yinhu regretted it a little. If Russia violated the "Nerchinsk Treaty" and took advantage of it, Mongolia would face the fall of a large area of ​​land. After a big war, it is time to recuperate and recuperate, and you must not use weapons.

Yinhu knew that self-blame was useless, but she still couldn't help feeling that she was still not thoughtful enough.But if you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get a tiger's cub, and if you don't take risks, how can you get the large territory of Junggar for nothing.Although the war between Junggar and Khalkha was more or less Yinhu's responsibility, Kangxi did not blame Yinhu for this.Kangxi understood Yinhu's purpose, and wanted to let Yinhu do a big job in this way, and really put Junggar under the rule of the Qing Dynasty.

On the third day when Anu promised Yinhu, Sebuteng Baljur, Anu, Rongbao, Chang He, and a dozen guards selected by Kangxi and several Erut guards who were captured together with Anu were sorted out. Packed up, went out of Xizhimen, and embarked on the journey back to Junggar.

Yinhu personally sent them thirty miles out of the city. Along the way, Sebu looked at Yinhu with some reluctance, talked about the beauty of the grassland, and told various interesting things about the local customs.Sebu had few friends in Junggar. He was distinguished and had no brothers. Everyone treated him with respect, but they had no sincerity.It's rare to speculate with Yinhu, so naturally he doesn't want to separate.

Yinhu found it interesting, but deliberately did not tell him that he would go to Junggar in a few days, and that there might be a chance to meet him again, but deliberately pretended to be farewell.He said with a smile: "Sebu, if you miss me, you might as well treat Rongbao and them better. If I miss you, there is nothing I can do."

Sebu blinked, looked at Anu, and as if made up his mind, he took off a pendant from his neck, and tied a animal tooth on a cowhide rope.The colored cloth was handed to Yinhu and said, "This is for you!"

Yinhu took it over and took a closer look, and asked, "Is this a wolf's tooth?"

Sebu nodded: "This is pulled from the first wolf I shot and killed when I was a child. I have always carried it and gave it to you."

Yinhu didn't refuse. After deliberating for a moment, he took out an exquisite clairvoyant from his bosom and handed it to Sebu, saying: "It was given to me by my great-grandmother, Empress Xiaozhuang. I have always carried it with me since I was a child. There is nothing good in a moment of impatience." If you want something in return, I will give this to you."

Sebu took the clairvoyant, glanced into the distance, and said in surprise: "It's so clear. It's really a good thing! I accept it." After speaking, he leaned over and patted Yinhu's shoulder immediately, and said: "Good brother , you know, in Mongolia, what are the friends who give each other gifts called?"

Yinhu smiled slightly, put his right hand on his left shoulder, bowed, and called "Sebu Anda."

Sebu laughed loudly, clasped his fists in a salute, and said, "Yinhu Anda."

The two clapped hands three times, and Sebu said seriously, "You are brothers, we will never give up."

Yinhu also said: "You are a brother, and you will never give up."

After finishing speaking, the hands of the two were tightly held together.The two of them rode faster, and left the group behind them far away. Yinhu looked back at the rising dust and the sky, and said sadly, "Probably we can only send it here."

Sebu clenched the clairvoyance in his hand, and said: "My good brother, I will leave today, I don't know when we will see you again. But if you need something in the future, I, Sebuten Baljur, will do my best to help you at any cost."

Only then did Yinhu say to Sebu: "Don't worry about Anda, Yinhu will go to Hami in the near future to preside over the negotiations between Alabatan and Tushetuhan. I will personally implement the plan I mentioned."

"Okay!" Sebu beamed with joy, and the two rode together, grabbing Yinhu's shoulders, "Let's come together, brothers, and we will definitely pull Alabutan down from his position."

Yinhu smiled lightly and said, "Isn't Cewang Allah Butan also your cousin?"

Sebu said disdainfully: "Da Cering is still a half-brother, Arabutan? Humph!"

Yinhu didn't say any more, and didn't discuss the details of the coup. Both got off their horses. Yinhu and Sebu hugged each other tightly, and whispered in Sebu's ear, "Take care, Anda."

Sebu patted Yinhu's back vigorously, and said, "Take care!"

After finishing speaking, the group got on the horse, and Yinhu explained a few words to Rong Bao and Chang He who came over, and arranged for them to get on the horse.He stood quietly on the side, watching the horse team gradually go away in the dust.

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Da Cering Dunbur (hereinafter referred to as Cering) is the brother of Sebuteng Baljur's mother, but the son of Seng Ge and Anu. Ling.At this time, there were only 3000 cavalry left by Celing, and after dealing with the 4000 cavalry of Tushetu Khan and Chechen Khan for more than two months, the [-] men were beaten and only [-] were left. Khan broke up the team.

Celing's men and horses were flexible and flexible, relying on their familiarity with the terrain, they shuttled between the vast grasslands and mountains in the west of Moxi, and caught Tuxietu Khan by surprise. The camp, a bottom-hunting, turned upside down the tribes that had not had time to evacuate with Tseng Alabatan. The cattle, sheep and camels were looted. When Cering arrived, the Khalkhas had already run away. After a whole day of catching up, Celing was furious and scolded the robbers, but there was nothing he could do.

Celing's men lost their supplies and could only hunt on the grassland for a living.Like the Mongols, the Eruts do not eat anything flying in the sky or swimming in the water, but only eat animals. Although it is early autumn when the water and grass are plentiful, hunting is not a long-term solution after all.Celing asked Cewang Allah Butan several times for troops, but there was no reply. The news he got was that the commander-in-chief should be on top for a while, and the special envoy mediated by the Qing Dynasty had already set off and was about to arrive.After Ce Ling heard about it, he took someone to find Ce Wang Arabtan in person, and left General En Hesen to garrison here.

"Fuck the Qing Dynasty. Khalkha belongs to the Qing Dynasty. He wore a pair of pants with the Qing Dynasty. Didn't the Qing Dynasty send someone here earlier? Who sent it? That Ma Siha is a coward at all. See Those khan kings of Khalkha, dare to say no? Don’t the Khan understand that the Qing Dynasty simply wanted to use Khalkha’s hand to defeat us. After walking a long distance, it will kill our camel !" Ce Ling's general En Hesen yelled unscrupulously in the tent.The generals under him also echoed.

En Hesen was so addicted to scolding that he pointed at the map and said, "Forget it, if the sweat doesn't send anything, let's go to Khalkha to grab it by ourselves. I'm afraid this battle will be fought through the winter. We have to grab all the food stored for the winter! I led 500 people to lure the enemy. Aren’t they in Hami? We will go to Hami to rob them. We have a strong army, why are we afraid of him?”

"Mo Zhigen, how many bows and arrows do you have?" En Hesen asked.

Mo Zhigen frowned and thought for a moment, then replied: "There are not many left, less than [-]."

En Hesen snorted, and said: "It's not enough, but I can't take care of that much anymore, just do it like this, and the commander-in-chief will give us a big credit when he comes back."

In the evening, a few miles outside Khalkha's camp, Erut's team of 500 people was quietly approaching the camp.En Hesen bent over and lowered his voice to order: "Hide everything, bury your head in the grass, pass the crooked neck tree in front, and then get on your horse and charge over there."

The withered yellow grass has grown to the height of a person, and the horse is wrapped in it and walks through it, pulling the rein tightly, and it is far away, and it is not clear.Although the soldiers of Errut were loose, they were also orderly. They formed a triangular formation in a team of three, and they understood each other tacitly.After a while, he approached the crooked neck tree mentioned in Enhesen's order.

Cooking smoke rose from the Khalkha camp, and it was the time when the defense was the most relaxed during the day. The guards were smelling the smell of food one by one, and they were no longer in the mood to look out.The Khalkha soldiers at the watch post looked at the birds in the distance, thinking of their brothers, wives and children at home. The grass in the west of the desert is not as high as that in the north of the desert. It is a good place, but compared to the south of the desert. The lush pastures are not far behind.The greenery is dotted with the light yellow in early autumn, and the sea of ​​grass in the tranquility is as beautiful as a sea that can't be seen, fluctuating with the wind and rippling.

There were wild horses sporadically in the distance, approaching slowly in twos and threes, as if they were full and having fun.Seeing the joyous appearance of the horse, the sentinel felt that he was also hungry and needed to fill in some food to survive.Just as he was about to turn around and leave his post, he turned around suddenly, only to find that there were more and more wild horses in the distance, and they were getting closer and closer, as if they were going crazy.

Before the sentinel saw the movement of the group of "wild horses" clearly, with a "whoosh", a sharp arrow shot over and passed through the throat, tearing up the sentence the sentinel was about to say, leaving only a sound in the wind. Moaning stopped abruptly.Blood was gurgling, and amidst the blood red, the sentinel fell softly.Numerous illusions flashed before his eyes. He seemed to see a magic archer suddenly appearing on a soaring horse, and he saw overwhelming magic soldiers descending from the sky.He wanted to shout: "Run!" But before the hoarse sentence came out, he could no longer make any sound.

The Erut cavalry turned on their horses from under their bellies, let go of the reins, raised their whips, and galloped towards the Khalkha camp.The Erut warriors who had touched the Khalkha camp early jumped out from the flanks, stabbed the guards at the entrance of the camp one by one, and picked them all in pieces.In a group of two, they held up the fence blocking the entrance of the camp like mountain giants, chanted in their mouths, and moved the fence little by little, tearing a big hole in Khalkha's camp.

At this time, the horn of Khalkha finally sounded. The soldiers who were eating put down the dry food and dried meat in their hands, and rushed into the yurt to take out their cloaks. The camp was in chaos. Shooting at the Erut who was carrying the fence, however, it was too late.

Blood splashed on the grassland, and the smell of blood diffused, encouraging people to go crazy with blood.Khalkha's cavalry, in groups of three, rushed in through the gaps torn apart by the warriors, with a horizontal saber, like a sickle, harvesting the heads of the Khalkha people.

Almost at the same time, a rain of arrows fell on the mountain backed by the camp, and Erut's archers abandoned their horses and turned over the mountain. After arriving at Khalkha's camp, they descended from the mountain and charged down.Khalkha's camp suddenly turned into a purgatory on earth.The screams, howls, neighing of horses, and the clash of weapons all rang out.The Erut people were intoxicated in the frenzied killing, and vented their grievances about the destruction of their homes on their sabers and bows.

Even En Hesen, who led the team, didn't notice that on the periphery of the Erut people, more than 20 miles away, another coalition of Khalkha and Chahar cavalry was shrinking towards this circle.

The bait is thick enough, how can the fish not take the bait?