The Great Prairie Moxius River Basin.

This is the headquarters of the Oirat, which is the royal court of Mahamu.

The territory of the Oirat is much larger than that of the Tatar tribe, and the water and plants are much more abundant than that of the Tatar tribe. Therefore, the strength of the Oirat tribe has always been the leader of the grassland. On this basis, unifying the Oirat tribe will inevitably unify the grassland.

Since Mahamu was young, since his father Mengke Timur took over the Khan position in his unit, he has always regarded unifying the various Oirat tribes as his dream. He is not afraid of swords and arrows, nor is he afraid of life and death. In his spare time, he often holds the military books of the Central Plains people in his arms late at night. He and every grassland people have a common idol.

That is Borjijin-Temujin!

Unify the grasslands and conquer the nations in the west.

The power of idols is infinite. Mahamu feels that he can unify the prairie in his lifetime, but before unifying the prairie, he will unify the Ola tribe first.

Since the 31st year of Hongwu, Mahamu and his two younger brothers embarked on the journey of unifying the various tribes of the Oirat by force. After three years of war, Mahamu finally settled on the throne of the Khan in the Bahe Yishan area. If it weren't for Arutai of the Tatar tribe who always stabbed the knife in the back in recent years, the process would have been at least halfway.

"Arutai and the people of the Central Plains opened trades to avoid war and chaos."

At the end of the 31st year of Hongwu, Mahamu was so angry that the Three Corpse Gods were furious when he got the news. He couldn't understand why the new emperor of the Central Plains people was so weak that he actually started a border trade with the Tatar tribe.

But even so, Mahamu still resolutely continued his journey. When he was proud and satisfied, he decided to unify the entire Wala in one go, the leaders of the tribes who were not in the same way as him all ran to his royal court and surrendered to him!

The Oirat was unified in a ridiculous way.

But Mahamu, who learned the whole story, couldn't laugh at all.

Kuntemur's brother Benyashili fled west and worshipped Ametemur's son-in-law, Ametemur, betrayed Changshengtian and believed in the Green Sect. Not only that, Benyashili even granted Ametemur the noble status of Ametemur as his heir to the Golden Family.

This means that Emie Timur will have the right to believe in immortality and walk in the grassland!

So, Emie Timur, the lame man, turned his head and embarked on the road to the Eastern Expedition!

Two hundred thousand Green Cult soldiers, straddling war horses and carrying scimitars, walked along the Alimali and turned north around the Altai Mountains, and stepped onto the land of the Ola tribe!

History was beyond recognition because of Zhu Yunwen's time travel. Timur's Eastern Expedition was more than half a year earlier than the original history. Therefore, Emme Timur did not die of illness in the Eastern Chagatai Khanate as in history, so his army would not be in a hurry to return to China to seize power and give up the Eastern Expedition.

The green disciples waved their scimitars and wanted to avenge their ancestors!

The herdsmen began to flee in groups of cattle and sheep. Mahamu organized 100,000 people to fight a blocking battle in the Ob River Basin. One of them died in just ten days. Mahamu's younger brother Choros Taiping also died in this battle. Finally, he relied on his fearless spirit to get a chance to breathe.

And Us River is the last line of defense that Mahamu must stick to now!

Going further east, you will enter the territory of the Tatar tribe.

The sound of horse hooves like thunder began to resound in his ears. Mahamu, who relied on alcohol to anesthesia to injure the wound, subconsciously picked up the saber beside him and walked out of the camp.

"Amy Timur is here?"

There was no way to let the Mahamu cup bow and snake shadow. When he thought of the lame man who was riding on the war horse, he was already old but was excited, his heart trembled.

"It's reinforcements!"

Mahammu's only younger brother, Choros, said excitedly.

"Arutai from the Tatar tribe is here."

What came was not just Alutai's family, but Gui Lichi also ran over.

Emie Timur's expedition made the grassland unite unprecedentedly rare.

"Haha, my Anda."

Alutai's figure appeared in Mahamu's eyes. Then the Khan of the Tatar tribe opened his arms and walked over. The two enemies who had been enemies from each other since their fathers hugged each other with force.

"Why did you get hurt like this?"

Alutai looked Mahamu up and down and frowned: "Have you fought?"

Mahamu's wound was touched by this hug, and he frowned slightly in pain.

"I lost a battle in the Ob River."

Win is winning, losing is losing.

Mahamu did not boast stubbornly, but said calmly.

"More than 60,000 athletes from our department are going to pursue the heaven of immortality."

Alutai and Gui Lichi couldn't help but gasp.

In one battle, so many athletes died in the Ola tribe?

"Where is the opponent?"

Kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred of them. Arutai still hopes that Mahamu's blockade can give Ami Timur a heavy blow.

"uncertain."

Upon hearing this, Mahamu smiled bitterly: "But it's very rare, maybe only 10,000 or 20,000."

The current grassland athletes are no longer the ones who followed Genghis Khan in the west. The bravery of these athletes is much worse than their ancestors. They are not the opponents of the religious soldiers who have red eyes and regard death as their faith.

If it weren't for knowing that surrender was destined to be dead, the Oirats would have collapsed and fled long ago.

Once they fled, all their families who were evacuating cattle and sheep behind them would be killed, so they could only grit their teeth and stay in the Ob River to wait for death!

Even if you know that you can't win a battle, you have to fight it even if you bite the bullet!

"They obviously hit Almali, but not far away, Yilibali. Why did they go north to Altai at this position?"

Before he could feel sorry for the dead tribes, Mahamu frowned: "What happened?"

Arutai and Gui Lichi looked at each other, and the former sighed and put his hands on Mahamu's shoulder.

"The Khan Black-fireman of the East Chagatai Khanate surrendered to Emie Timur."

Surrendered?

Mahamu slapped his forehead and gritted his teeth: "I almost forgot that this black man married his daughter to Emitemur."

"Not only that, the Uighurs in East Chagatai have now converted to the Green Sect to avoid the butcher's knife."

Gui Lichi explained: "Before my son came, the king of Hami Kingdom, Tuotuo, had already begun to take his people to the Hexi Corridor to the Ming Dynasty."

I went to the Hexi Corridor to the Ming Dynasty, and I went to surrender.

Mahamu fell silent.

"Why didn't Emmetrum pursue?"

"The Ming Dynasty placed a total of 200,000 troops in the Hexi Corridor!"

Alutai enviously said: "Including the iron armored cavalry that Zhu Di trained back then, he heard that the little leg of the black man, the fireman, fought a battle with the Ming Dynasty and did not win, so Emitemur then turned to you."

The persimmons should be pinched softly.

The Ming Dynasty had millions of troops, and even if it was taken out to fight in the field, it could kill Ametemur's elite. This shrewd old lame man could not fight his elite with the Ming Dynasty in the Hexi Corridor.

His main purpose is to find the grassland to avenge the enemies that Kublai Khan made in the blessings and the springs!

"Outsiders are unreliable."

Alutai looked to the west and said with great fighting spirit: "This time, I have brought you all the Tartar men, a total of 100,000, plus 50,000 Guilichi's people. Let's be here and fight against that dead cripple."

Mahamu thought to himself that his Ola tribe could gather 100,000 people, and together there were more than 200,000 troops.

In this battle, more losses, less wins!

"Try it."

He raised his head and Mahamu said sternly: "Win the grassland will survive; defeat will perish."

"I have sent an envoy to the Ming Dynasty."

Gui Lichi said: "Once we are defeated, all the herders on the grassland will leap across the Great Wall and move southwards to the Central Plains!"

The two evils are the least.

The people of the Central Plains have at least the most basic human nature. They learn from the Huns as they are attached to the great man, and the worst thing they will not be killed. The only result of fighting with Emitemur is the extermination!

"Fight."

The wind blew across the ends of Mahamu's hair, wrapped in a strong smell of blood on the banks of the Ob River.
Chapter completed!