On the grassland in May, corpses were everywhere, blood flowed into rivers, and horses and corpses were piled up. Looking around, the ground was covered with Mongolian corpses wearing leather armor and cotton coats, and there were only a few corpses of Jurchens.

A defeated light cavalry unit marched westward from north of Xuanfu to the naturalized grassland. Everyone in this army had frustration on their faces, many of them were covered in blood, and war horses roared from time to time and fell on the grassland. Several flag bearers carried tattered flags and various flags on their shoulders. They could be seen through the banner that this was Lin Danhan's Chahar army.

In the middle army, sixteen camels were carrying a mobile gold tent, and a sick middle-aged man fell powerlessly in the gold tent. This man was Lin Danhan, the once arrogant Mongolian Khan.

"Shui! Water!" Lin Danhan shouted.

Ezhe handed over a sip of the skin kettle, Lin Danhan took a sip, slowly opened his eyes, suppressing his anger, saying, "Korqin people! The traitors of the immortal world! They defected to Jiannu and chased us like mad dogs! It's time to push Wu Keshan and other people out to threaten them!"

While talking, there was a fast Malay newspaper behind: "Khan! Khan! Khan! Korqin people are catching up again!"

If only the Korqin people caught up, the Chahar people would not be afraid at all. It would be a piece of cake to deal with the Korqin people? But once they were entangled by the Korqin people, the Jurchen heavy cavalry who were like nightmares would catch up.

Huluke and Badasi stepped forward and said, "Khan, I am willing to stay and cut off the rear! Help the Khan block the Korqin people!"

"Okay, you two are more careful! If you see Jiannu coming up, you will run away immediately and you will not be able to fight!" Lin Danhan sat up and said, holding his sick body.

Huluke and Badasi, with more than 10,000 Chahar cavalry, stayed behind and broke the rear. Soon after, the black Korchin cavalry appeared in their eyes.

"Be prepared for battle! God of immortality bless us! Fight for Genghis Khan's honor!" Hu Luke drew his scimitar and pointed in the direction the Korqin people were chasing him.

The Chahar cavalry, who had superb riding skills and rich experience in grassland combat, immediately formed a meniscus formation. Taking advantage of the opportunity that the Korqin people had not yet rushed over, they rode their horses to a high slope.

The Korqin people were eager to pursue Lin Danhan. After changing the war horses, they rushed towards the Chahar cavalry who had broken the rear. Anyway, their mission was to drag the Chahar people down, and the cavalry of the Jurchen Later Jin followed closely. As long as the Jurchen heavy cavalry arrived, they could cut the Chahar formation like a knife cutting tofu and completely defeat them.

Seeing the Korqin people rushing over, Badasi pulled out his scimitar and yelled: "Kill!"

The Chahar cavalry rushed down from the hillside from a high point, from high to bottom, and the speed of the war horses quickly increased to the highest level. Before the people arrived, rows of arrows covered the horses of the Korqin people. The Korqin people, who also lacked much armor, fell down a large area immediately.

The Korqin people also took out their bows and arrows and counterattacked the rushing Chahar cavalry, but the Chahar people shot from a high point, and the Korqin people shot upwards, with a much different range and power.

The Chahars shot arrows one after another, and then rode their horses and hit the Korqin people directly. The cavalry of the two sides collided violently, and because the Chahars were fast, they obviously took advantage. Each Chahars put away their bows and arrows, took a wooden stick from the horse's back, and placed it flat as a riding spear. The Mongolian horse weighing more than 300 kilograms and the knights on the horse's back, the giant weighing nearly 500 kilograms rushed away with huge kinetic energy.

Before the encounter was about to be met, the Chahars stretched out their riding spears and hit the Korqin people, which made the Korqin people fall from their horses. The moment before the collision, the Chahars dropped their riding spears, drew out the scimitar, and used the horsepower to pass by the next Korqin people. The sword light flashed and a head fell to the ground.

The Korqin people fought back to death and also killed many Chahar people, but it was obvious that the Korqin people suffered much greater losses.

"The Jurchens are here!" someone suddenly screamed in shock.

On the grassland in the distance, dark Jurchen heavy cavalry appeared, rushing towards them at full speed.

Dorgon rode his horse and led three thousand Jurchen cavalry to reinforce the Korqin people.

When the Chahar people saw the arrival of the Jurchen cavalry, they were like mice seeing a cat and were instantly deflated, completely losing their fighting spirit, and turned around and ran away.

"Catch up! Avenge our warriors in Korchin!" Man Zhu Xili drew out his scimitar and roared.

The Korchin cavalry, with great morale, turned the entire grassland into a hunting ground, encircled the left and right wings, chasing them closely.

As the sun sets, the Jurchen army, who had been pursuing the Chahar people for more than a month, set up camp. The main force of the Later Jin army behind them arrived one after another, and Huang Taiji, who personally led his army to pursue Lin Danhan, also arrived.

The night was shrouded on the ground, and bonfires were lit on the grassland, and the Later Jin camp was brightly lit. In the central army's tent, Dorgon walked into the Jin tent and knelt in front of Huang Taiji: "The great khan, the slave failed to pursue him, and was run away by Lin Danhan again!"

Although Huang Taiji was angry, he said without saying a word: "There are only more than 300 miles left in this naturalization. Our army is faster and we can arrive in two days. As long as our army is approaching, Lin Danhan has to give up naturalization, and he will run away if he is strayed from the family dog."

"Khan, we drive away the Chahar people, and the Tumote people are about to return to their hometowns." Dorgon said.

"Ben Khan estimated that Lin Danhan will escape from Naturalization tomorrow! Fourteenth brother, you will take a light cavalry and rush to the road overnight! Be sure to arrive at Naturalization before tomorrow afternoon! We must take one step before the Tumote people return to China! The Tumote people must know that Naturalization was captured by our Dajin, which belongs to the Dajin territory! The Guihua City was returned to them by Dajin!" Huang Taiji stood up, his voice became majestic, and he could not be refuted.

"Zhe!" Dorgon beat him a thousand times, and he was truly convinced by Huang Taiji's talent and strategy.

Huang Taiji smiled again on his serious face: "Fourth brother, remember, don't be too close to the Tumote people! The inside line that Ben Khan placed among the Tumote people has told us that the Tumote troops are less than 10,000 cavalry left in the Tumote troops. Next, we will take advantage of the opportunity to conquer the Tumote troops. When Lin Dankhan dies, I, Dajin, will unify Mongolia."

Dorgon led 5,000 Jurchen light cavalry to travel overnight. By the morning of the next day, he had already completed half of the journey.

In Guihua City, Mongolian scouts and whistle cavalry had already reported to Lin Dankhan that the Later Jin army was about to arrive. Lin Dankhan, who fought against the Jurchens, was like a frightened bird. When he heard the news, he gave up Guihua City and fled in a panic, fleeing to the western Moxi where the land was barren and the grass was not growing.

Li Hong had restored his Mongolian name, and now his name is Subude. The scout cavalry he sent came back to report to him that the Chahars had fled.
Chapter completed!