Genghis Khan said sadly: "Today's battle is my last battle.

I am old and will never be able to pull the bowstrings again and will not be able to ride a war horse."

"But as long as I can kill Shen Mo, even if we can't take advantage of the situation to attack the Song Dynasty, your generation can still wait for the opportunity.

When the Song Dynasty is dark and weak, we will rush across Yanshan in one fell swoop!"

At this time, Bolu heard the Khan's far-sightedness and his eyes were so far away that he could not help but feel excited and inspire him in his heart.

Then Temujin said in a deep voice: "Bolu, you are the best in this generation, and you should be the one used by my son's generation.

As the commander of the First Army, you have to remember one thing.”

"Today, only Mongolia and Song dynasty have the power to compete for the world.

The biggest threat to me, the Mongols, has never been the danger of the mountains and rivers of the Yanshan defense line, and there is no need to worry about the large number of soldiers in the Southern Dynasty and the excellent weapons."

"They Song people are the best at internal fighting. There will always be a group of guys who use their wisdom to calculate their own people.

But once a person like Shen Mo is born, if he can win people's hearts and make everyone loyal to him, this person will have to kill him!"

"Just now, as long as we kill Shen Mo behind us, the world will be settled and there will be no heroes in the South!"

...When hearing Temujin's words, Bolu nodded deeply without hesitation and remembered these words firmly in his heart.

At this moment, he couldn't help but remember that before Temujin's sweat rose slowly like the rising sun.

Wasn't it the same on the grassland at that time?

At that time, the Mongolian tribes plundered and fought each other, and hatred was entangled, passed down from generation to generation, and there was no day of a truce.

At that time, although the Mongols were as brave and good at fighting as they are now, they were able to ride and shoot and dominate the world, they had a lot of fun on the grassland.

It was only because of the heroes like Khan that the men on the grassland were facing the arrows, and they had the current situation.

And now, as long as they kill Shen Mo, they can make the Song Dynasty fall into chaos and internal struggle again! When they think of this, Bolu was secretly happy. He thought for a while and asked Temujin: "In this way, how do Khan plan to defeat him?"

“That’s not easy?”

Temujin pointed to the north with the horse whip in his hand, and there was an endless sea of ​​grass in front of him.

“See?

The grassland is our Mongolian friends and our sharpest weapon!”

"Did you not see it until now?"

Temujin turned his face and looked at Bolu.

Bolu was immediately trembling with sharp eyes as sharp as a blade by the Khan's eyes! Temujin said: "Does you still not know the current formation as the commander of the First Army?"

After Temujin finished speaking, he rode forward without hesitation.

But while Bolu was pondering, he suddenly fell apart by the khan's horse.

After Temujin was far ahead and went further and further.

At this time, the seven thousand Legends and Condor Heroes were sweeping like a strong wind, following Temujin's sweat.

At this moment, Bolu, who was riding a horse on the grassland, suddenly raised his head! His eyes looked at the surroundings with an incredible look, and he looked at the sea of ​​grass in surprise... The wind blows the grass sea, like endless waves! In this moment, he thought of an extremely familiar word... Manguda!... It was a hunting tactic from the wolf pack, and it was the strategy that their grassland men liked to use the most.

But Bolu never dreamed that such a huge formation that Khan retreated thousands of miles was actually a Manguda! In the past, when the Mongolian army lured the enemy, it was only one or two thousand-person teams, retreating for more than tens of hundred miles.

They just need to let the troops fight forward quickly, shoot arrows desperately, and then pretend that they cannot break through the enemy, and retreat in a hurry.

At that time, the enemy will be eager to win, and will send troops to chase and kill them in order to expand the results of the battle and completely defeat the Mongolian army.

After that, these enemies will be unknowingly lured by the retreating Mongolian army into a terrain that is beneficial to the Mongolian army.

By then, the pursuit force was very far away from reinforcements and was trapped in a siege prepared by the Mongolian army.

Then he would be shot and killed with a ruthless bow and arrow... This is called Manguda.

But now the Khan actually used his retreat thousands of miles and millions of Mongolian troops to form such a huge and unprecedented formation of Mangu evil! What a courage! Genghis Khan is truly worthy of his name of wisdom and courage.

He is worthy of being the son of the immortal heaven and the undefeated military spirit of the grassland!... When Bolu figured out all this, he rode his horse forward and ran forward.

At this time, what Genghis Khan said to him from beginning to end was all remembered in his heart word by word.

Every word that the Khan taught him is as precious as a treasure.

Bolu felt that even his eyes became much deeper.

On the grassland, Genghis Khan led his troops to sweep north like a strong wind. At this time, a huge trap was gradually forming in front of him.

At this time, the Song army behind him was approaching danger step by step without realizing it!... After that, the situation began to take a sharp turn, causing a layer of dark clouds to be covered in Temujin and Bolu.

Because after they ran north from the Thunder Fortress for a while, they saw the sea of ​​grass that had been completely burned to ashes.

The grassland fire is the thing that the Mongols hate the most, and it is even more desperate than the white disaster caused by the blizzard.

Especially in late autumn, once the withered grass is burned by the fire, it will cause large areas of livestock to die due to hunger.

Often, the sheep and horses carefully cultivated by the Mongolians would starve to death in groups in front of them.

What they saw now was such a hellish scene.

This overfire grassland, which is 600 miles wide and four or five hundred miles long, is like a carpet composed of black and gray wood ash, covering the sky as far as their eyes can see.

This made the war horses under their seats hesitate and resist as they galloped forward.

Because this huge fire-burning area is boundless, there is no end to see it! The Mongolian war horses are extremely resistant to rough feeding. As long as there is grass on the ground during their marching, they can ensure that these war horses always fight and run wildly at a fast speed.

Even the milk squeezed out of the mare they carried with the army could be given to the soldiers as military rations.

So the grassland cavalry had extremely low requirements for logistics, and they could even go to battle without carrying any supplies... But there was also grass! But now, the grassland burned by Tang Tianji with hot air balloons made this cavalry extremely uncomfortable.

Genghis Khan's troops had 300,000 troops. After successive battles and Tucheng defense battles, only a little more than 230,000 were left.

As the troops marched northward, they soon discovered that it was not just the hunger of war horses that bothered them.
Chapter completed!