Na Mutu and Erdemuni returned to Jieshiwei dejectedly. On the way, they found someone going to Beitou Taiping Army like them, but they were driven back by others without exception.●⌒, two of them were from Manzhou. Erdemuni was sure that those two guys were from Manzhou. When he was in Fujian, he had been whipped by one of them because he robbed the Han people's wealth, so he was deeply impressed.

Even the people of Manzhou want to surrender to the Taiping Army, it seems that it’s really over!

Na Mutu and Erdemuni did not expose the meaning of the two Manzhou people. Now they are both sick and pitiful people who are rejected by the Taiping Army. The Han people clearly said that if they want to survive, they would take the head of the Prince of Manzhou.

Mutu and Erdemuni could not do this at all. They knelt down and kowtowed in front of the Han people, but they ignored them. If they dared to stay there again, they would be afraid that the Taiping Army would slaughter them immediately.

The uncle and nephew really don't want to die, but they didn't expect that there would be something in this world that surrender was inevitable. They knew that the Taiping Army was going to force them to go back and do chaos, but the chance of success was too small. After all, they had to deal with not only those Manzhou soldiers, but also thousands of Mongolian compatriots. If they really dared to do chaos, the first person to kill them was not the Manzhou people, but their own banner owners and the masters of the lords.

"What to do" is the three words that the uncle and nephew said the most along the way, but until they returned to Jieshiwei, they could not figure out what to do. Before they could dismount, they saw Zuoling Tashik. Tashik seemed to be waiting for them to come back. After seeing them, they led a dozen Mongolian soldiers over.

"Where have you two gone?"

Tashik immediately shouted.

"us"

Mutu didn't dare to tell Tashik that they were going to the South Barbarians and were driven back, but they didn't know how to lie, because they had been there for too long and it would never take so much time for normal patrols. Erdemu Yaoni was a little afraid of Tashik, so he lowered his head and did not dare to look at Tashik.

Tashik saw the expressions of the two, and he knew it, but he still asked: "Where are you going to Taiping Army?"

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Namutu and Erdemuni were startled and their faces turned pale. Seeing this, Tashik didn't know what the two men were doing. But instead of ordering them to be tied up, he waved his whip and said to them softly: "You go back to the camp, remember. Don't tell anyone about this."

Upon hearing this, Na Mutu and Erdemuni both breathed a sigh of relief and felt grateful to Tashik. When Na Mutu turned over and led his horse past Tashik, he suddenly stopped and asked, "Sir Zuoling, does Taiji really want us to die here?" Taiji is the Mongolian soldiers privately called the banner leader Surile. It is also the most affectionate title.

Tashik was silent for a moment and said to the Mutu: "Don't worry, Taiji will not let us die here."

After hearing this, for some reason, Mutu felt suddenly relaxed. Tashike was very nervous because he had just received the order from the banner owner Su Rile, and attacked the Manzhou people before dawn, using Jidu's head for the life of three thousand Mongolian children.

When it was dawn, the Mongolians took action, and the silent Jieshiwei suddenly shouted and shouted to kill.

Ji Du was shocked by the shouts of killing outside. He thought the Taiping Army had attacked, so he hurriedly put on armor and led the guard out of the tent, but found that it was not the Taiping Army who had attacked, but the Mongolian soldiers who had been worried were finally in trouble.

Dueryou and Yiertu also brought people over. When they knew that the Mongolian soldiers were in chaos, they did not think about suppressing the Mongolian soldiers, but about how to "preserve" Jidu, the Prince of Manzhou.

"Prince!"

Yiertu came in a hurry, not even wearing armor, and dozens of Goshha followed behind him, each of them was disheveled, and some didn't even hold weapons.

The Mongolian soldiers were fighting against the Nahai people on the east side of the fortress. Although Nahai had hundreds of men of Manzhou under his command, everyone knew that Nahai would not be able to last long. After all, the number of Mongolian soldiers was more than three times that of men of Manzhou.

Jidu looked at the men of Manzhou standing around him. They all looked weak. What they showed on their faces was not the determination to fight to the end, but the confusion and despair, and even fear.

Seeing this, Jidu knew that the children of Manzhou could not suppress the Mongols, and he had no chance of life. He knew that reinforcements could no longer be rescued. But he still deceived himself and fantasized that the court would send troops to save him. With this unrealistic fantasy, he was struggling to hold on, but now, the fantasy was broken, and the betrayal of the Mongols completely defeated the 25-year-old prince.

Jidu's eyes were a little scattered, and the corners of his mouth were bitter. He stared blankly at the Mongolians who were crazily slashing the children of Manzhou. He felt extremely heartbroken and regretful.

Yiertu was not willing to do so. He made up his mind and shouted at the soldiers of Manzhou around him: "The Mongols betrayed the Qing Dynasty and betrayed my Manzhou. They will immediately rushed over and kill us, stretched their heads and shook us. Today is the time to die! Even if our children in Manzhou die, they will die like men. We must not let the lowly Mongolians underestimate us!"

After saying that, he drew his sword in his hand and rushed over to support Nahai with his own soldiers. More than a hundred Manzhou soldiers followed him after hesitation. The one who killed them is not the Southern Barbarian Taiping Kok, but the Mongols of Manzhou.

The guards of Jidu did not move. They were Jidu's slaves. Without the orders of their master, they would not go anywhere. They were all looking at Jidu, who was still moving. Dueryou was also looking at the prince, wanting the prince to raise his sword and shout, "Sons, kill the enemy!", but the prince did not move. Not only did he not move, his body was still trembling.

"Prince, stay here, I will take the guards to kill all the Mongolian cubs first!"

Jidu's appearance made Du Eryou feel a sense of regret. Unexpectedly, General Dingyuan, the dignified prince, would be frightened by the Mongolians. At this moment, he really hated that he had been blind before, why did he form a party with Jidu? Forget it, today is a death, even if he dies, he will have to cut off more Mongolian Tartars' heads!

Dueryou didn't look back and wanted to fight the Mongols. Jidu had no courage. This prince was no different from the dead. But soon, he heard the sound of armor coming from behind. He paused and turned his head and looked back. He saw that Jidu seemed to have suddenly become a different person, holding a big knife and walking quickly to him.

Du Eryou saw the desire to die in Jidu’s face!
Chapter completed!