The fighter plane in Hamu Yang's eyes is his Artuk fighter plane!

"According to the prisoners' accounts, the Mongols came for the Russian prisoners in the desert mine. There were only 10,000 in number. It is estimated that they have captured the desert mine now, most of them are the troops under Chimboi City."

"But so what? Their main force has been surrounded by me, and they will be destroyed in an instant. Then I can mobilize the army to annihilate Qinboyi's army. What's more, the Mongols here will definitely fight against Qinboyi.

Asking for help, when the time comes..."

A hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of Artuk's mouth.

At this time, his body and mind were completely relaxed. Although he did not dare to take the besieged Mongols lightly, because he knew well the principle of trapped animals still fighting, but they were in the desert on the west bank of the Amu Darya River, without food and grass supplies, and they had gone through continuous battles.

The battle is the most tiring time.

Tomorrow, they will fall by themselves without them taking action.

He clapped his hands, and in an instant, the curtain decorated with the same exquisite gemstones swayed, and then a black boy came in. He was also dressed like a Manjit, with a handsome face, holding a silver plate in his hand, with something on it.

Enjoy freshly roasted lamb and a bottle of wine.

His businessman bought the black boy from Istanbul for him. There were ten of them in total. He castrated him after buying him. Although he was only Yilak of the Khiva Khanate, he was actually the same as the Great Khan. He already had

To use the eunuch’s power.

While Artuk was relaxing and enjoying his delicious meal, Chitad of Chimboy was still fretting.

Fortunately, he also has the horse thief Zoroastrian Rahman.

The return of Zoroastrianism to the desert land made Rahman ecstatic, and he was inexplicably grateful to Chitard. Therefore, although Chitard did not think of him for a moment when he was in a state of anxiety, he took the initiative to find Chitard.<

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"Detour to Iraq?"

However, as soon as he heard his suggestion, he quickly waved him out.

He naturally knew that Muirak at this time was close to the Aral Sea, not as deep inland as in later generations. When the Amu Darya River flows here, due to the accumulation of a large amount of sand, many sandbars are formed, and the distance between the sandbars is

It was very short, and the locals built a wooden bridge across it.

But Muirak is still close to two hundred miles away from here. If we go around there and go to Sayat, I am afraid that Hamuyang and the others would have perished long ago.

"Come back!"

When Rahman was about to go out reluctantly, Kitard stopped him again.

I thought he had changed his mind and agreed to take a detour to Muirak, but unexpectedly Kitad asked: "Where is the nearest ferry to Sayat?"

"Naushan"

"Laoshan?"

"Yes, about twenty miles south of Sayat, the river there is also very narrow, and there are rare woods on both sides."

Kitard nodded and continued to ask: "How big are the boats that usually run on the Amu Darya River?"

Rahman replied: "Most of them are like the ones we have on Aral Island, but there are also large ones, with both ends raised high, and the carrying capacity is about twice that of Aral. They are specially used to transport salt from the Aral Sea.

The locals call it "Salt Boat"

"Then where do you think Artuk would hide those ships?"

Rahman suddenly realized, "Huntaiji thinks it is in Nausan?"

Kitard was noncommittal, "Let me ask you, is the situation in Nausan similar to the Alar Island ferry, where it is easy to hide ships?"

Rahman slapped his thigh, "It's true. It's one of the few places in the oasis area where the terrain is high enough to form a large ferry, and it's full of trees. There are also some river bends. I used to go to Khiva in a salt boat.

Now that I think about it, it’s true.”

"But Huntaiji, even a salt boat can only transport ten horses, and it is close to Sayat. People from Artuk will definitely patrol back and forth, and it is impossible to cross the river calmly."<

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Kitard did not answer him, but he immediately began to act.

He asked Chu Huer to stay with one thousand cavalry to continue to monitor Qinboyi, and he left with the remaining 1,700 cavalry.

This time, he marched at full speed and arrived at Naushan in half a day!

His bet was right. Nausan had a large number of ships hidden there, but Artuk was obviously on guard against this. He ordered most of the ships to be placed on the west coast, and only those that could not be placed were placed on the east coast.

After Kitard arrived, he saw Manjit cavalry on the other side shuttled back and forth on the shore!

When the people on the east bank saw them, they quickly loosened the rope and prepared to return to the other bank. After a fight, they still robbed five salt boats!

After seeing the enemy approaching on the other side, hundreds of cavalry gathered on the other side soon, and they all had muskets in their hands!

Techina looked at Chitard with some doubts.

"Huntaiji, how can we rush across in this situation? We can only transport fifty cavalry at a time. I'm afraid they will shoot them before they even get ashore."

"Who said I want to go ashore?"

Kitard asked people to carry the artillery onto the ships, and each ship carried twenty people. Then he placed salt bags on both sides of the ship's side, and set up crenels with salt bags every one meter.

This time Tie China finally understood.

"Huntaiji, are you going to use artillery to disperse the enemy troops besieging Hamuyang Zaisang?"

Kitard nodded, "Since Sayat is surrounded by desert, if Hamuyang and the others want not to be defeated immediately due to lack of water, they can only gather along the Amu Darya River. The enemy obviously followed the same method."

"So, if we can use the boats to get close to the river bank and attack the enemies surrounding both sides, we can create a gap. Hamu Yang is a veteran of hundreds of battles. At this time, he only needs to arrange a rear group in the direction of the desert.

troops, and then they can cross the river under the cover of our army’s artillery fire”

Just as they were told, five salt ships, with twenty captive merchant sailors and five cannons in each ship, raised their sails, rowed their oars, and sailed downstream downstream.

This scene stunned the Manjit cavalry on the shore.

"What are these Mongolians planning to do? Instead of trying to cross here while our numbers are small, are they planning to cross over to Sayat?"

The news quickly spread to Artuk.

The always wise man also fell into deep thought and couldn't figure it out for a long time.

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Finally he made a judgment.

"There must be important people among the besieged Mongols who cannot be left behind. These ships are here to allow these people to cross the river!"

He quickly asked someone to escort a prisoner over.

"Important person?"

The prisoner was a scout. Although he was also brave and good at fighting, he had no reason to resist to the end after being captured. Even the Islamic believers who were said to be extremely religious were like this, let alone these shamans?

Living is still the greatest religion.

He replied accurately: "Of course, the biggest one among the people who came was Huntaiji Chitad from the tribe. However, he came along the east coast of the Aral Sea, and he should have arrived at the Qin...

The leader of Boy City"

"As for the West Bank, the biggest one is Sanhamu Yang, the second leader of the tribe."

"Zaisang?"

The man murmured and replied: "That is your country's deputy Yilak, the Persian, and the vizier of the Ottomans"

"No wonder!"

Artuk hit the exquisite Persian carpet on the ground hard with his palm.

"This big shot is also their Zaisan. If their Zaisan can hold as much power as our Yilak or the Popos vizier, he will indeed be worthy of their rescue."

"But the strange thing is that according to this person, Huntaiji is the prince of the Great Khan. How can he only lead a lone army on the east coast? Aren't he afraid that his lone army will go deep and be annihilated by our army?"

He told the man his doubts. He was just an ordinary scout under Hamu Yang. How could he know this? But in order to survive, he had to start talking nonsense.

"Yilak, among the tribes outside, the Great Khan is naturally the biggest, but under the Great Khan, it may not be the case. There are Zaisang and the leaders of various tribes. This Kitard has created such a huge impact in the tribe with his own efforts.

This situation must have made the Khan a little wary."

"Based on my observation, the Great Khan is now beginning to vigorously train his second son"

"That's it," Artuk seemed to understand. He touched the short beard under his chin and said.

"If they were allowed to rescue Zhenzai Sang, those who stayed on the West Bank would definitely lose their fighting spirit. If they could capture so many Mongolians as slaves, then the youth I lost in Kirgiz would be compensated to some extent."

"The Mongols are better cavalry than the Turks. As long as I give them money and beautiful women, they will definitely join me."

So, he issued the order.

"If a ship comes to pick up some people, don't stop it!"

Not long after, Kitard arrived in person with five salt ships!

As soon as he arrived, he ordered the two salt boats to approach the river bank under the cover of salt bags and iron shields, and arranged them one behind the other.

After receiving Artuk's order, the Manjit cavalry on the shore had no intention of firing, but waited quietly for them to come ashore to rob people.

"Boom..."

The artillery loaded with shotgun blasted!
To be continued...