Han Khan

Chapter 140: Battle on the Left Wing
The exhausted monk Huineng continued to go to the densely packed tents where the bodies of the Jin Han people who died in the battle were placed, and recited the Holy Prayer Sutra, which was adapted from Buddhist scriptures for the salvation of the souls of the dead.

"The Supreme Haotian
Only One God

The eternal Lord of all creation

The warrior who protects you in the world
May this merit lead me to ascend to heaven.

Reporting the fourfold grace, the three ways of suffering.

If anyone sees or hears this, they will all develop a good heart.

After this life, we will be born together in the Pure Land.

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The Earth Prayer Sutra with its unique rhythm inherited from Buddhism was sung, and many Buddhist believers who originally came from Buddhism also followed the chorus in a low voice.

The more Zhang Xibao listened, the more familiar it became. After recalling it, he suddenly realized that this was the Buddhist scripture for salvation.

It seems that believers of Buddhism are also believers of Haotian. The emperor is really wise.

The bodies were set on fire, thick smoke billowed, and everything was gone with the flames, leaving only their names on the list of their bravery in battle.

The kneeling prisoners were filled with envy at the calm.

This mysterious Jinhan tribe has the protection of gods, no wonder they were able to defeat Lord Jijin.

More than two hours later, Luo Wenda finally arrived in front of Zhang Xibao. He panted and said:

“Commander-in-Chief, a total of more than 2700 soldiers from the three Jinhan regiments participated in this battle, but unfortunately, 874 of them were killed, 126 were seriously injured, and only 425 soldiers were slightly injured but still able to continue fighting. We suffered heavy losses in this battle!

However, in terms of capture, the results are also quite impressive.

Except for the more than 700 Ubili people led by Baichaer who escaped and some people who fled during the battle.

We beheaded more than 2800 Ubili people and captured more than 23000.

In addition to the prisoners, we also seized more than 30 cattle, sheep, horses, camels and other livestock;

There were about two hundred carts of gold, silver, furs, and other valuables;
There are also more than 3000 sets of various weapons and armor.

It is also worth mentioning that these Ubili people planted oats on the flat land near the Dolos River, and now they have all been harvested, so they also seized more than 2000 stones of wheat.

After hearing what Luo Wenda said, Zhang Xibao and the surrounding Jin Han people were all overjoyed. The spoils were really rich. This battle was worthwhile. His Highness would definitely distribute the spoils and reward them.

Zhang Xibao was not captured and lost his mind, and quickly made new arrangements:
“After selecting craftsmen and shamans from among the captives, they were organized separately.

All the remaining captives were reorganized into groups of ten or one hundred households according to the previous method, and the surviving young and strong cannon fodder were appointed as heads of ten or one hundred households.

Then they killed sheep and cattle and asked the women among the captives to cook broth, oatmeal, dairy products, and meat to distribute to the soldiers.

Chief Priest Huineng, please take a little more effort to lead those ten priests to comfort and treat the captives, so that they can return to their hearts and settle down.

Tomorrow morning we will return to the temple camp!"

"I understand!" Luo Wenda, Hailat and the chief priest Huineng hurried to execute!

After a night's rest, the Jin Han people took the captives and searched almost all the bodies the next day, taking away everything they could.

At this moment, Zhang Xibao was riding on a tall war horse, gazing at the rising sun in the east.

Behind him were Hailat and Rowenda, the afterglow of the setting sun shining on their resolute faces.

With them were more than a thousand soldiers and more than 20,000 prisoners, marching towards the temple camp in the south.

In the distance, the sparkling Irtysh River meanders like a giant silver dragon guarding this vast land.

In this magnificent scenery, Zhang Xibao felt a surge of ambition and passion in his heart.

Today's Jinhan is no longer what it used to be. It is no longer the small tribe with only 2,000 cavalry and more than 10,000 people a few months ago.

At this time, Zhang Xibao said to the two of them: "Your Highness has conquered the Dubo tribe and incorporated the forest tribes of Tannu Mountain. From now on, the grasslands and mountains in the north have all fallen into the hands of my Jinhan tribe and become the territory of my Jinhan. The north of Jinhan has been stabilized." "And my right wing defeated the Ubili tribe yesterday. The western part of Jinshan has become the territory and pasture of my Jinhan people. I don't know what the situation is with the left wing third regiment led by Brigade Commander Koza!" He changed the subject, his face filled with joy.

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To the east of Mount Yanran, beside the Ekun River (a tributary of the upper reaches of the Selenge River under the Hangai Mountains, near the present-day Khangai Province of Mongolia).

On a relatively flat slope, Koza nimbly turned over and rode on a strong horse, then slowly turned around and stared at the team behind him.

His eyes swept across the more than 2,000 Jin Han soldiers composed of three regiments, and then fell on the nearly 6,000 slave soldiers.

Although this huge army had a disorganized formation and very poor discipline, it looked numerous and powerful, like an unstoppable torrent.

Of course, when fighting on this grassland, there are only a few tribes that can maintain strict discipline and be well-organized.

Everyone is about the same, and in the end it all comes down to who is stronger, and the winner takes all.

This is the scene as Khoza led his troops eastward. In a series of fierce battles, they successfully eliminated several Tatar tribes and killed their chiefs, leaders and brave warriors.

Subsequently, Koza reorganized the remaining Tatars and formed a light cavalry slave unit.

These reorganized Tatar slave soldiers had no choice but to obey Koza's orders and fight for the Jinhan people.

The reason is simple: Koza has nearly 30,000 Tatar women, old and young, in his hands, and these people are the families of these slave soldiers.

If they do not follow Khoza's instructions, their loved ones will face a tragic fate.

In this situation, the slave soldiers had no choice but to go to the battlefield with Koza.

At this time, they were preparing to attack a tribe among the Nine-Surname Tatars.

This tribe was located in a pasture near the Zhiju River basin and had four to five thousand Tatar tents.

These Tatars had already learned of the impending attack of the Jinhan people and that they had already defeated some other Tatar tribes around them.

Therefore, the leader of the tribe hurriedly gathered his people to stop Koza's looting.

At the same time, he also sounded the alarm to other Tatar tribes in the north and east, asking them to jointly resist the invasion of the Jinhan people, who had already gathered more than 3,000 people.

Koza was arranging the battle plan, while the regiment leader Yang Binghan said excitedly.

"This time, I will take the lead!"

"it is good!"

More than ten thousand riders galloped in the morning light.

The gazelles fled in all directions and wolves were howling on the mountain ridges.

There was a hint of coldness in the eyes of the Jin Han soldiers.

The tribesmen and slave soldiers from the nine Tatar clans were still cowering in fear.

"Everyone listen up, eat half full now, and start the battle in an hour!" Koza said in a deep voice.

"Follow the order!"

The three regiments of Jinhan people were happy to hear about the war, but the slave army was as sad as if they had lost their parents.

There are more than three or four thousand enemies, and we must mobilize the fighting spirit of the slave soldiers.

The Tatar slave cavalry had just been incorporated, so it was understandable that they had no fighting spirit.

What's more, they are going to fight against the same tribe as the Nine-Surname Tatars, which is a good thing. If they act too excited, Koza will have to be on guard.

"After defeating the enemy this time, half of the loot will belong to you, and the other half will belong to the public! Slaves will be promoted to regular soldiers and given positions according to their merits. If there are those who retreat in the face of battle or ruin Jin Han's great plans, I will cut them into pieces!" The muscles on Koza's face twitched involuntarily.

The three regiments of Jinhan cavalry were all overjoyed, while the leaders of the slave army were first happy, then shocked, and their expressions gradually became determined.

(End of this chapter)