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Chapter 463 Death Struggle
To the right rear of Chi Jin, among the Handong Guards, Xie Yihuxian stood on the city wall with a solemn expression.

It was he who sent someone to inform Wang Yangming of the news that Mansur was gathering an army to attack Jiayuguan. He did this not because he was loyal to the Ming Dynasty, but because a rift had arisen between him and Mansur.

Ever since Wang Yangming restored the Jiayuguan horse market, Xie Yihuxian has made a lot of money by relying on the trade routes, but compared with Man Suer, what he earned is nothing.

But in Mansuer's opinion, it is enough to have him as the only tax collector on this trade route. What is the point of Xie Yihuxian? He collected tolls but didn't hand them over. Does he look down on Turpan?

The friction between the two sides continued to intensify, and Xie Yihuxian realized that if he continued to let Mansuer control Hami, his death would not be far away.

So in order to save himself, he sold Man Suer's movements to Wang Yangming.

I just don't know how serious the war between the two sides is now.
At this moment, Xie Yihuxian's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a cloud of dust suddenly rising from the distant horizon, and his heartstrings involuntarily tightened.

With his rich battlefield experience, he quickly determined that it was definitely not the movement of a small group of troops, but a clear sign that a large number of cavalry were approaching rapidly.

"Could it be that Man Suer suffered a crushing defeat?" Xie Yihuxian guessed subconsciously, the smile on his lips almost unable to be suppressed.

What a great thing!

Compared to Mansuer, the Ming Dynasty is much more generous. If you are a little bit submissive, others will not care about this small profit.

Just as he was thinking about how to refuse Man Suer from entering the city, the cavalry had already approached. Only then did he notice that there was something wrong with their clothes.

"Wait a moment."

"put!"

The opposing cavalry would not give him time to think. When they approached, they launched a rain of arrows. Before the Handongwei defenders could react, a large number of them were shot.

It was only then that Xie Yihuxian realized that this cavalry was not Mansuer, but Mongolians.

But before he could open his mouth, a dozen people, under the cover of the Mongolian cavalry, rushed to the city gate, buried the gunpowder bags and quickly evacuated.

The next moment, a loud bang was heard, and the thick city gate collapsed with the explosion.

Among the Mongolian cavalry, Wanhu Wuduboluo saw this scene and couldn't help but complain: "What's wrong with the brains of you Ming people? You are almost using gunpowder to make a mess!"

"Sir Wanhu, don't be sentimental. Let's go into the city!" Ji Ben, the military supervisor sent by Wang Yangming, smiled and urged.

He knew very well that the power of gunpowder could not be underestimated in order to blow down the indestructible city gate, but the more critical thing was the location of the explosives. This precise layout could only be accurately grasped by the Taoists who had previously disregarded their personal safety and resolutely went deep into the dangerous situation to bury the explosives.

So even if the Mongols stole the gunpowder, they could not do what the Ming Dynasty did.

Wudu Boluo did not hesitate. He whipped his horse and led 6,000 Mongolian cavalry directly into the city. The Handong Guard had less than a thousand people and was defeated by the Mongols with almost no effort.

Just as Xie Yihuxian was about to surrender, he was shot dead by Wudu Boluo with an arrow.

"That man seems to be the deputy governor of the Ming Dynasty?" Wudu Boluo said to Ji Ben with a strange look while sitting on the horse.

You can tell from his nasty look that he did it on purpose.

However, Ji Ben said indifferently: "Being in a remote place, he can neither serve the country to repay the court nor properly govern the people to ensure their livelihood. Such behavior is unavoidable even if he dies. If Wan Hu doesn't kill him, I will also behead him."

Wudu Boluo Minle pursed his lips, feeling it was very boring.

After a brief replenishment at Handong Wei, three hundred cavalrymen and two officials were left behind to maintain order, while the rest of the Mongolian cavalry continued to advance towards Hami Wei.

At the same time, on the other side, Mansur led the Turpan army to evacuate in the direction of Wang Chijin. However, the Mongolian cavalry kept circling around them like a shadow, making it difficult for them to completely get rid of their entanglement.

But under the encouragement and command of Mansur, the Turpan army always maintained its formation and did not give the Mongolian cavalry a chance to take away.

At this moment, an army suddenly appeared in front and blocked Mansuer's way.

He rode his horse forward a few steps before he could clearly see the flags of the opposing team.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Man Suer's face, which then turned into a deep sigh, and he slowly said: "I'm afraid that Ding is in great danger."

When Huozhesazher heard this, he felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

He looked at the Ming army in front of him with cold eyes and persuaded: "Khan, let's charge forward in one go!"

Mansur remained silent. He first looked at the Mongolian cavalry that was like a dark cloud pressing down on the border not far away, and then carefully examined the expressions of the Turpan soldiers around him. He noticed that many people's faces were full of despair and helplessness. The nearly fifty-mile transfer had left most of the soldiers with little physical strength.

The Ming army in front of them had obviously been waiting here for a long time.

This is what it means to have a dragon in front and a tiger behind!
Mansuer quickly calculated the pros and cons in his mind. Based on his in-depth understanding of the Ming Dynasty, he knew that choosing to surrender at this moment was undoubtedly the wisest decision.

The Ming Dynasty has always been known for its benevolence and righteousness, and rarely killed prisoners.

Furthermore, the northwest is far away from the capital, and the possibility of the captives from Turpan being escorted back to Beijing over a long distance is very slim.

More likely, they will be housed where they are, perhaps with a glimmer of hope.

But he should be escorted back to Beijing, at most he will be imprisoned, and then he will dance for the emperor and that's it...
Seeing that Mansur did not answer, Huozhesazher, who was determined to avenge his brother, gritted his teeth, raised his weapon and shouted, "Soldiers, for Allah, for the Khan, charge!"

Before he finished speaking, he kicked the horse in the belly, and the horse rushed out with a neigh.

The Turpan cavalry were encouraged and followed Huozhesahzher's steps without hesitation.

Man Suer's face changed. It was too late to stop him. He made a quick decision, drew out his long sword, pointed it forward and shouted, "If you retreat, you will die. If you advance, you will live! Soldiers, follow me and fight your way out!"

"kill!"

An Guo rode on his horse, looking at the charging Turpan cavalry, raised his crescent-shaped sword with an indifferent expression and shouted: "The Ming Dynasty is mighty, the Ming army is mighty! Soldiers, follow me to crush the enemy!"

"Trampling the enemy!" The soldiers of Suzhou Guards responded loudly and followed An Guo.

Alechu Bolot, who was standing behind him, saw this scene and sneered, "These Ming soldiers are so shameless that they want to steal our credit! We must not let them succeed. Soldiers, follow me and kill the enemy!"

For a moment, across the vast Gobi Desert, thousands of horses were galloping, and the sounds of shouting and killing reached the sky, shaking the earth and the sky.

The Turpan army was attacked from both sides and was doomed to defeat from the very beginning.

Huozhe Sazher ignored him and rushed towards An Guo. It was obvious that the man was a high-ranking member of the Ming army, so killing him would be considered as revenge for his brother.

"You dog, die!" With the help of the power of the galloping horse, the fireman Sazher swept his stick towards An Guo.

An Guo's eyes suddenly focused, his internal strength surged, and he clenched the crescent-shaped sword in both hands, unleashing an astonishingly powerful force to split Huashan, like lightning in the sky, and suddenly chopped down at the fire fighter Sazher.

At the moment when the two figures crossed each other, a sharp "Shua!" sound was heard in the air. An Guo's arm and the speed of swinging the sword increased suddenly. The crescent-shaped sword escaped the iron rod swung by the fire fighter Sazher by a millimeter. A sharp sword light flashed and split him in two.

After killing the Fire Master Sazeer, An Guo didn't even bother to look at him again and rushed towards Man Suer.

Just at this moment, Alchuborot also rushed over.

The moment he saw An Guo, Alchubolot shouted angrily: "General Ming, this is my prisoner!"

"Hmph! Tartars, don't be so arrogant. Whoever captures them will own them!" An Guo glared at Alchuborot and retorted coldly.

"Hahahaha" Man Suer laughed a few times, looked at the two of them and said indifferently: "Don't be too confident, or you will become the souls killed by my sword!"

"Unbelievable!"

"sucker Punch!"

An Guo and Alechu Bolot cursed at the same time, and the next moment, the three of them started fighting.

All three were highly skilled in martial arts, and the sound of weapons clashing could be heard, with each collision creating sparks. They each used all their skills, hoping to gain the upper hand in this melee, but no one could do anything to the other.

After dozens of moves, the three separated again. Alechu Bolot looked at the two and asked in a cold voice, "What are your names?"

"Mansur, the 13th Khan of the Eastern Chagatai Khanate!"

"Ming Dynasty's top military scholar, Suzhou Guard Commander, An Guo! Where are you, Tartar?"

"The leader of the five Inner Khalkha tribes of Mongolia, Borjigin Alchubolot!"

(End of this chapter)