Qi Jimei went to the Ottoman Empire to request an army to enter the Black Sea to support Qi Jiguang on the Western Expedition, not because Qi Jiguang walked fast.

But Qi Jiguang couldn't go back.

Qi Jiguang rolled like a huge snowball while uphill, rolling until he could only move forward but not to release the force. Once the force was removed, the snowball would crush him to pieces.

Since the Tubo pacification, Qi Jiguang's large troops have also gathered in Luntai on the northern foot of the Tianshan Mountains to cultivate.

They finally found a place where the troops could rest and grazing for a long journey. They should have been happy. In order to consume the energetic energy of the various subordinating tribes, Qi Jiguang even coaxed the men on the horse to repair the old city of Luntai, promising the Mongolian military subordinates who followed him to be here to be the barriers of the Ming Dynasty in the future and teach them how to farm.

All traditions in this world are not worth mentioning compared to money, food and safety without being forced by a knife or being discriminated against.

When you are forced by a knife and discriminated against, it is not a matter of tradition, but a matter of self-esteem.

As long as you are not forced by a knife, don’t the Mongolian man want to farm? Then you really can’t farm. You Han people build a Great Wall and circle all the rainy places. What should you do?

At this moment, they heard Qi Jiguang say that they could farm near Luntai, and that in the future, they would cultivate these lands one by one, so that they would repair the city walls one by one.

But what Qi Jiguang was most worried about was still happening here.

I don’t know who was blindly spreading news on the grassland. Now, in the north, northeast, and in the Gobi, there are news that the Ming Khan was going to recruit warriors to expedition the west.

The prodigal sons from the frontier who left home and wanted to make a living, the desert robbers who struggled to survive in the desert, the traitors who were infested with large groups of horse thieves, and even some tribal chiefs who failed to conquer each other led the tribe all the way to join the Khan of the Ming Dynasty.

The nearest ones came from a hundred miles away, and the far ones even ran for nearly a thousand miles. Even the Qian River, which is the Qierjis tribes near the Yenisei River, had several tribes all the way.

At the beginning, Qi Jiguang didn't take this matter seriously, and people came in scattered.

There are more than a dozen today and dozens tomorrow. Although they are weak and thin, they are short and short, and look very pitiful, they ordered the veteran Hu Shouren to find a living for them under the subordinates of Zhu Qianhu, the Mongolian Light Army.

But that's not the case later. Like the refugee camp, there are 200 to 300 people a day, and at most, even thousands of people. Some even eat out of food and send riders with spare energy to come over to see people and shout for help. They have to send troops to transport food to bring them here.

There were even tribes who had joined the Mongolian Light Army, and Qi Jiguang left. They didn't have enough food to eat, so they could only grazed and followed them all the way west.

Qi Jiguang was quite kind. In more than a month, more than 20,000 people accepted them all. In the blink of an eye, all the food sent by Tong Deng from Tubo from the northern foot of the Tianshan Mountains was eaten up.

After eating, there was not enough milk to drink.

There was no way. As the scouts discovered the terrain of Yili Bali in the west, Hu Shouren stayed in Luntai, and watched nearly 30,000 people build the city walls, feed the six animals, and open up the wasteland. The Mongolian light army set off again and went straight to the Yili Bali armed forces begging for food.

No one has ever seen such a formation in the northern foot of the Tianshan Mountains.

More than 20,000 light cavalry generals entered the streets and walked out of a wave of flat pushing. The Zhejiang army, wearing iron hats and armor, followed behind the cannons with bird guns, and the Mongolian heavy cavalry from the Jin Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty formed a formation of hundreds of brigades.

The people on the Yili grassland saw this army pressing up like black clouds from afar, not daring to collect the felt tents, not daring to drive cattle and sheep, and rode on horses and rolled and crawled toward the west.

In their sight, scattered cavalry first appeared on the tall grass slope, and the tattered bare-shouldered fur coat could easily mistake them for a group of robbers.

The warriors of the Yarkand Khanate herder were already cursing and calling for the second brother who was herding sheep, and the sixth brother who was feeding the horse went back to the felt tent to find a knife. He carried the fourteenth brother who was practicing arrows to the horse's back. They were just a group of bandits. If they were killed, they could still be pulled to the market in Yilibali to exchange for some money.

But immediately followed the cavalry wearing leather armor and heart protection mirrors on the grass slope and looked around and several spears with the word Ming flags on the grass slope were raised.

The first brothers who had drilled out of the felt tent were a little panicked, and their swords seemed to be a little heavy. They turned around and ran into the tent. After a while, the father carrying the old musket led the second old man and aunt who held the bow, and brought seven or eight big girls and little wives to carry the bows and arrows and sheep-driven rods to gather outside the felt tent.

Wait for a while, the light cavalry had already run down the hillside. The black infantry carrying a scimitar and a hard bow walked down the grass slope. The horse dragged the cannon carts pushed by the people and also walked to the high point. The Warrior House of Yarkand did not even support the Zhejiang soldiers making a brilliant appearance and rode on their ox and horses and headed west.

It seems that people are not here to rob, and when they see such people, they don’t have to go up and ask what they are going to do, just admit their bad luck and run away.

Isn't this a coincidence? They really came to rob.

In the blink of an eye, the light infantry running down the hillside did not let go of cattle, sheep, horse, even chickens, bottles, and finally moved away the felt tents and turned back the same way. The other large troops continued to advance westward.

The Zhejiang Army's thousand households sent by Qi Jiguang to the Ministry of Households of the Light Army were still able to restrain the soldiers, but they could not restrain them because they were unfair.

The Zhejiang Army and the Mongolian heavy army from the Jin Dynasty have always been able to eat enough but also eat well, and the light army is not able to do it. As a surrendered army, they had to eat enough from the beginning. Now they have expanded a large group of hungry and vicious people. If they only care about constraints, they will only backfire.

But there is still military law, so we cannot take out a knife to rob, so we set up a clear formation to requisition.

Scaring people away isn’t it considered robbing them?

When people come back, they will probably be lost and can't even find their home because everything has been emptied. They can use everything in the Mongolian light army camp, even if it is a piece of wood, they will eventually go to where it should go.

The army roared over like a group of locusts. During this period, the leader of a small tribe gathered hundreds of troops to intercept the attack. The scouts discovered that three thousand households were surrounded and the leader was desperate and surrendered without launching a single arrow.

In the grassland field battle, we have horses and knives, even if we have soldiers, your heavy cavalry lined up and even pulled out the cannons, how can we fight?

In this way, the army advanced all the way to Yili Bali City. Four thousand tribal soldiers under the city, and eight hundred defenders on the city stared at each other. Seeing the light cavalry wandering around the city, the heavy cavalry was ready to go. After the Ming army infantry set up the artillery, they were almost wet their pants.

The trembling city lord sent someone to come and ask: "What are you here for?"

"We are here to ask for food, the more food, the better. Go back and ask the city lord if he is willing to raise food and grass for the Ming army."

"I almost forgot." After asking, the Mongolian general of the light army frying flowers, then he remembered and patted his head and said, "Your city lord probably knows the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, so give a tribute."
Chapter completed!