After hearing this, Chen Ping's thoughts were surging, mixed feelings, and old things kept flashing in his heart. He finally said with emotion: "Your Highness, you are already a real man."

Li Junhua pulled his old friend into the tent, took off the armor hanging on his body, and Chen Ping helped him clean it up. When he found that the prince was injured, and the old wounds had not healed and the new injuries were added, he felt really distressed. He secretly turned his head and took away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Li Junhua said: "You are here just in time and have brought so many soldiers and supplies. We can continue to pursue. This is Ulya Sutai. Follow the Ulya Sutai River to enter the lower Zabuga River section. You can enter the Kobudo River Basin along the Ulya Sutai River. The Manchus will definitely rest there, and then you will be able to destroy Manchuria."

"Your Highness, you are injured, so it is better to act cautiously. Although the Eight Banners have been severely damaged, their backbones are still there. Don't chase the enemy."

"Impossible, I have to chase! When I was on the banks of the Wengjin River, I didn't want to compete with the pseudo-Qing emperor Xuanye, but now I have been chasing here, and it's only one step away from success. How could I give up? You came at a time. Without the support of your troops and horses, I could only stop at Ulyasutai, and at most go south to seek the Zasaktu Khan tribe. But not only did you bring support, but you also conquered the Zasaktu tribe. There is no worries in the back, so I can drive straight in again.

Chen Ping, you don’t have to persuade me anymore. You have been by my father for many years and should know the meaning of victory. The shell of the river clam has been opened. I will not give up the moment before enjoying the fat clam meat!" Li Junhua waved his fists and expressed his determination.

Of course, Chen Ping knew the true meaning of this battle. When he was by the emperor, he had heard the emperor talk about the great aspirations of the mainland more than once. In Chinese history, since his clothes moved south, the center of civilization and economy had been transferred to the area south of the Yangtze River, but this did not change the status of the north as a political center at all. The reason is very simple. From the white mountains and black waters to the north and south of the Tianshan Mountains, there were dozens or even millions of string control men. Whoever controlled this force would pose a huge threat to the Central Plains civilization. Even if the empire had transformed China, an almost pure land civilization, into a civilization that valued both the ocean and the land, the threat from the mainland still had to be resolved. Exiting hostile forces from the northern desert plateau can ensure the stability of the core area of ​​the empire and relieve the huge pressure brought by the northern border defense. Chen Ping knew this and understood this. He just didn't want the prince to take risks.

"But the Qing Dynasty's strength is still strong enough, and it is not something that our small army can easily solve." Chen Ping reminded seriously.

Li Junhua did not deny these. He pursued thousands of miles and only two battles were really attacked by the Eight Banners. Neither of them had damaged the Eight Banners. At least now, in Manchuria, where bloodlines are mixed, tens of thousands of soldiers can be drawn. The troops of both sides are equal, and the firepower and technical advantages of the empire are few.

"So we must assemble all the strength as soon as possible. I have sent soldiers to return to the banks of the Wengjin River along the southern foot of Hangai Mountain, contacted the pursuit troops of the Western Route Army, and told Pei Chengyi that he would come quickly and participate in the decisive battle against the Qing army. My guards would tell General Pei that I would pursue him no matter what......" Li Junhua said seriously, and once again expressed his determination.

Chen Ping knew the weight of these words, especially for General Pei Chengyi. If the prince of the empire was chasing him desperately, Pei Chengyi's Western Army would no longer understand and delay. I think Pei Chengyi would definitely support him at all costs when he received the news.

"The question is, I don't know how far the Western Route Army is from us. In order to avoid the Qing Dynasty's escape, we must pursue it as soon as possible, so we should focus on the Zasaktu Khan tribe."

Chen Ping quickly explained: "Your Highness, on the way north, I have asked Zasaktu to provide war horses and supplies to the best of my ability, and they......"

"I need Zasaktu Khan to provide soldiers, and I don't want him to do everything within his ability, but to give all his money!" Li Junhua clenched his fists and said, "I have already thought about it and immediately send an envoy to Zasaktu Khan's tribe, and confer Zasaktu Khan as the Prince of Khal of the Empire, and beside Prince Chahar, and grant him the corresponding pastures, cattle, sheep, and even tribes, as long as he can take out what I want at this time."

After hearing this, Chen Ping was shocked: "Your Highness, how dare you ask Your Majesty if you have an imperial edict?"

Chen Ping knew Zhasaktu Khan's doubts very well. He did not want to follow the tyrannical Qing Dynasty, but he was worried that he would not receive corresponding treatment in the empire. However, after the latter had the guarantee of the prince, it would no longer be a problem. Even if the imperial edict was not given, the prince would have made a statement and everything he promised would not be dismissed in the future. But the key question is whether the prince had such authority.

Li Junhua had nothing to hide from Chen Ping, so he shook his head and said no. Seeing that the prince said nothing bluntly, Chen Ping nodded in disappointment and asked again: "Did Your Majesty grant you the right to act cheaply?"

Li Junhua still shook his head and couldn't help but touch his chest. There was a letter he had just received, which was written by the emperor. When Li Junhua led his troops to pursue him, the emperor absolutely did not expect that his son could do such a big battle. Originally, the emperor just thought that the prince would participate in the front line battle, see the cruelty of the war, and understand the army. During the westward advance, occupying Kulun would be able to expel Manchuria. Entering Helin, he would also break the enemy's nest and help the Wengjin River. It was to help friendly forces. These achievements were easy to promote and were within reach. To put it bluntly, let the prince go to the front line to brush his resume and learn.

It is conceivable that if the emperor thinks so, he will naturally not let the prince be rude and will not give him too much authority.

But Li Junhua made up his mind and pursued it with all his might. After several bloody battles, he won every battle. The more he won, the more he was determined to make a contribution. The news of the battle at the Tamir River Ferry reached the emperor's camp. Li Mingxun realized that the prince was really playing. At that time, the emperor who was not worried about the safety of the prince completely changed his appearance. The emperor knew the danger of war too well, especially the situation where the enemy was deeply involved in the enemy's territory and all directions were full of enemy troops. What's more, the prince was determined to fight the remnants of the Qing Dynasty. Li Mingxun dared not think about how many dangers there would be in such a battle. He immediately sent someone to contact him, but the battle situation on the front line was unclear. In order to ensure the morale of the army, the emperor did not send an imperial edict to withdraw his troops, but sent a private message. As a result, Li Junhua secretly announced it and insisted on the original strategy.

"Then you must not do this. You are the prince. How can you usurp the emperor's authority? It must not be possible. Even if the emperor doesn't say anything, others will make a fuss about this." Chen Ping was a close person and directly made the point clear.

The prince seemed to have not grasped the point and asked, "You also think that the father will not care about such things, so I will feel even more at ease."

"Your Highness, you must not. How many people are staring at you? They are eager to wait for you to make a mistake!" Chen Ping said gritting his teeth.

"As long as my father doesn't think it's wrong, it's fine. With my understanding of my father, if I can defeat the enemy in one battle, he won't care about this." Li Junhua's face was firm.

Chen Ping watched Li Junhua grow up and knew him very well. He definitely couldn't persuade him. The Li family seemed to be like this, and the prince was no exception. In desperation, Chen Ping had to obey his orders, but he was more serious in doing things. On the one hand, he also sent communication officers to contact the main force of the Western Army to the east, and unceremoniously warned the generals of the Western Army of the People's Army of the People's Army of the People's Army of the People's Army of the People's Army of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People of the People

When everything was ready, the Westward Army set out from Ulyasutai and advanced westward along the Ulyasutai River. After two strengthenings, the Westward Army reached 12,000, with Chen Ping as the vanguard, Wu led the left wing with the wind, and Babatuur, the eldest son of Zasaktukhan, was on the right wing, while Li Junhua personally suppressed the army in the middle, and the Westward Army had many cavalry, even the infantry had camels or war horses as mounts, and the speed was extremely fast. After four days of marching, he arrived in the Kobdo area on April 2, the seventh year of the empire.

Everything I discovered next was a bit boring. In the flat grassland area on both sides of the Kobdo River, the westward army carried out a large-scale ranger battle with the Eight Banners Army, just like two groups of wolves snatching the hunting ground, constantly testing, attacking and protecting the broad land. On the one hand, they wanted to detect the enemy's movements and information, and on the other hand, they also had to protect their own baggage or tribe location. The blood of the scout cavalry stained the grassland red. When their lives were consumed to a certain extent, both sides received the news they wanted.

The Qing court figured out the scale of the attackers, and the westward army also found the hiding place of the Manchu tribe, but at this time, both sides hesitated.

For the Qing Dynasty, the army of the westward army was not weak, and they were all cavalry. Although there were too many newly surrendered vassal soldiers, especially the combat effectiveness of the large army, they were not something that the Eight Banners could not eat in one bite. At least with the strength of the Qing Dynasty, they could not protect the Manchu people on the one hand and wipe out the enemy on the other hand. Once they missed the other, the losses of either tribe or the army were unacceptable. As Li Junhua received, the counterattack of the Qing Dynasty was still strong enough, and perhaps waiting for the reinforcements of the Western Army to arrive was more like a good idea.

In the Qing army's tent.

Xuanye held the iron helmet and put it on his head solemnly. The three people who were accompanying him, the Crown Brother Fuquan, the Minister of Political Affairs Sony and the General Fei Yanggu, Xuanye looked at the worried Sony and said, "Sony Bakesh, now you will no longer stop me from fighting the enemy."

Sony shook his head slightly, looking peaceful. At the Battle of Tamir River Ferry, the two blue flags of Ulya Sutai were attacked, and he insisted on avoiding the battle. Now, the enemy has once pursued him, and if he does not win, he will definitely die.

"That's good, then I'll bother Sony to escort Fuquan across the river. Just have Fei Yanggu help me." Xuanye's young face said calm and smiled at Fuquan who was a little confused: "Fuquan, if I die, the burden of the Manchu clan will be on you. Remember not to surrender, don't stay here, continue to move, like the Turkuts, pass through the Kazakh grassland, continue to go west, find a piece of land without Han people, don't want to take revenge, and survive."

"Brother, I..." Fuquan was a little at a loss.

"Fuquan, you are also the descendant of Aisin Gioro. We will never surrender to Dongfan. If you really can't stand it, please endure it for a few years, find a woman, give birth to a child, ask Sony to assist him, and then do what he wants to do." Xuanye knew that his younger brother really couldn't bear the burden, but now he was the only one.

After saying that, Xuanye walked out of the tent, Fei Yanggu was with him without saying a word, kneeling on the ground, holding the young Xuanye onto the war horse, the flags around him were flying, and the spring rain was slightly cold, but around the tent, the soldiers of the Eight Banners gathered together and made a sound of long live like a tsunami.

Xuanye rode on the horse and his eyes swept through the soldiers. These soldiers had different skin colors and different colors of eyes. They originally belonged to various races, Jurchens, Mongolians, Weilats, Buryats, etc., but now they have a common name - Manchuria!

As he retreated from Beijing to the north of the desert, there were not many Manchus. In recent years, many died and escaped due to the difficult environment. Xuanye did the same thing as his great-grandfather Nurhaci, annexed other tribes, selected loyal people to the Eight Banners, and then integrated these people into a new Manchu tribe. So what? Even most of the blood on his body was Mongol blood.

Under Xuanye's command, the cavalry and cavalry gathered on the left bank of the Kobdo River, where a pontoon bridge had been built with leather bags. The Manchu tribes were slowly crossing the river with their only property and animals. Their mission was to cover them and defeat the endless enemy troops on this selected battlefield.

"Your Highness, we have received accurate news. The Manchus are preparing to retreat. The people of the banners are retreating to the Kobdo River. There are pontoon bridges built there and they are ready to continue to escape." The latest news was also delivered to Li Junhua. Li Junhua, who had been waiting for reinforcements in this area for a long time, knew that he could not wait any longer. If he continued to wait, he would not be able to eliminate all evil.

"Where is their ferry?" Li Junhua asked.

The scout covered in blood clots walked forward and pointed out a gentle place on the map: "Here, everyone gathered here."
Chapter completed!