I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I don't give up

Chapter 351 Times have changed
Facing such a situation, Dayan Khan had no good solution. He had never encountered such a failure in his life. He could only move from one victory to another.
"Let's break through through another mountain pass," said Dayan Khan.

"It's too late." Balsbrot suddenly pointed in a direction and said.

Dayan Khan looked in the direction pointed by his third son and saw that many Mongolian cavalry had abandoned their horses and ran up the mountain.
"In order to escape, these people actually gave up even their most reliable companions?" Dayan Khan said angrily.

The Datong border of this era was not like the continuous Ming Great Wall built in later generations. Each pass was a major transportation route. The significance and characteristics of these passes were that both people and horses could pass through.
They are attacking these passes now in order to be able to ride through them and return to the grassland.

But you don’t have to go through these checkpoints to get back to the grassland. In fact, you can get back to the grassland by just crossing the few low mountains next to Shaohukou.
These low mountains are not very steep. It is not difficult for people to climb over them, but horses cannot climb over them.
The rugged mountain road is not suitable for horses to walk on.
In order to get home quickly, the Mongolian cavalrymen actually abandoned their horses and returned to the grassland on foot.
Someone took the lead in doing so, and the Mongolian soldiers, whose morale was already low and who had no intention of fighting, followed suit, abandoning their horses one by one and climbing up the hill.
This made Dayan Khan's plan to break out in another direction fail, because too many people abandoned their horses.
"But there is a group of Ming cavalry behind us. What use will it be even if they can run to the grassland? Can two feet be faster than four hooves?" Barsbrot said angrily.

There was no way to reason with the defeated soldiers at this time, and they would not listen to any reason. The panic had spread to everyone's heart.
Facing the grassland so close at hand, the 20,000-strong Mongolian army fled in an instant, leaving only 4,000 to 5,000 men, all of whom were loyal followers of Dayan Khan.
The new troops guarding the pass were also unable to stop them. After all, the terrain on the mountain was complex and their numbers were small, so they could only guard the pass.

"Let's cross the mountain too!" Dayan Khan made the decision while gritting his teeth.

The remaining four or five thousand men could not break through whether moving forward or backward, so Dayan Khan simply decided to cross the mountain.

In fact, he wanted to turn around and fight the pursuing Ming cavalry. He knew that the Ming emperor was among them, but he also knew that there was a high probability that he would fail if he did so.
He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that his sudden departure would cause the newly unified Mongolian grasslands to split again.
So he made this decision. He couldn't die here no matter what.
Dayan Khan quickly climbed over the low hills and bypassed the Tiger Killing Pass.
As soon as they arrived at the grassland, Dayan Khan called his son Barsbolot and said, "Let's go separately! If something happens to me, you will be the new Khan!"

Barsbrot didn't waste any words. He kowtowed three times to Dayan Khan and then led a group of people to another direction.
He understood Dayan Khan's intention. He was Dayan Khan's oldest son and the most powerful son. They couldn't get into trouble together.
Moreover, the Ming cavalry had already crossed the Shaohukou Pass and were chasing closely.
In fact, the Ming cavalry was not in a good situation either. The Mongols basically had two horses or more per person, while the Ming cavalry basically had only one horse per person. They were not as powerful as the Mongols in terms of horsepower. However, the Ming army had the advantage of fighting within the borders and could get supplies nearby to restore the horsepower of their horses.
There are now less than 4,000 Ming cavalrymen left, and more than 1,000 of them have fallen behind in this long pursuit.
The remaining 4,000 men were exhausted, and if Zhu Houzhao had not led the team himself, the team would have disbanded long ago.
Fortunately, when they were crossing the pass, they found a large number of Mongolian horses. These Mongolian horses still had some horsepower left, and many cavalrymen changed their mounts there, so they caught up.
Zhu Houzhao had a face full of stubble and a foul odor. With red eyes, he held up a telescope and searched for Dayan Khan's golden sable hat. He soon found the target and led the cavalry to rush in that direction.

Jiang Bin's condition was not much better. He had advised Zhu Houzhao countless times along the way, and he didn't dare to advise him again. Given Zhu Houzhao's current condition, if he angered him, he would really chop him to pieces.
Dayan Khan was always looking behind him, constantly dividing the troops around him into small teams, but he could not confuse Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao finally led more than 3,000 cavalrymen to surround Dayan Khan, who was now surrounded by only 200 to 300 men.
Dayan Khan drew out his scimitar and put it on his neck. He knew that it was the last moment. He felt neither sad nor happy at the moment.
Zhu Houzhao rode out on his horse. Sitting on his horse, he quietly looked at the great leader who had roamed the Mongolian grasslands for twenty or thirty years.

He had heard of the reputation of the little Mongolian prince in the palace since he was very young, and saw his father and ministers worrying about the little Mongolian prince; after he ascended the throne, the little Mongolian prince brought severe disasters to the northern part of the Ming Dynasty; his biggest dream has always been to defeat the little Mongolian prince.

He had dreamed countless times of catching the Mongolian prince with his own hands, but he never expected that his dream would come true.
He found that he was not as excited as in his dream, but a feeling of mutual sympathy arose in his heart.
Dayan Khan also looked at the young Ming emperor with complicated eyes, and every event that happened during this trip south flashed through his mind like flowing water.
A strong sense of unwillingness filled his heart - he clearly didn't make any wrong decisions, so why did he end up like this?
He slowly moved the scimitar away from his neck and pointed it at Zhu Houzhao.

"Emperor of the Ming Dynasty! Do you dare to fight the Mongolian Khan alone?" Dayan Khan's voice echoed on the grassland.

He had also heard of the reputation of this Ming emperor, and on a whim he spoke out to provoke him.

Zhu Houzhao's eyes sparkled with excitement. He really liked this. If he could kill Dayan Khan in the duel, the history books would record that he killed Dayan Khan in battle, rather than Dayan Khan committing suicide while surrounded...

The temptation is too great... "I couldn't ask for more!" Zhu Houzhao said loudly.

Jiang Bin started to panic after seeing this. He was really afraid that Zhu Houzhao would lose against the wind and waves...

The same was true of the cavalry accompanying them.

Jiang Bin knew that Zhu Houzhao would not listen to any advice at this time, and he began to consider whether to knock Zhu Houzhao unconscious...

At this moment, he saw the small movement of Zhu Houzhao's hands, and he suddenly decided not to persuade him...

Dayan Khan became more alert after hearing Zhu Houzhao's words. He did not expect that the Ming emperor would agree to duel with him under such circumstances...

He had already begun to imagine killing this leader of the Ming Dynasty before he died, and then the entire grassland would be safe...

"Okay!" Dayan Khan said without any nonsense, and slowly took up an attacking stance...
Zhu Houzhao nodded and slowly drew out the Bloodthirsty Sword from his waist. This sword had never seen blood since it was successfully forged...

The Ming army and the Mongols also slowly retreated to give the two men room to duel!

The two men's eyes met and they suddenly started shouting. Dayan Khan rushed towards Zhu Houzhao on foot with a knife in hand, while Zhu Houzhao rode his horse and rushed towards Dayan Khan with a sword in hand.

"Bang!" The winner was decided between the two in an instant.

Dayan Khan looked at the big hole on his chest in disbelief. The scimitar fell to the ground. He took two steps forward in a daze, then collapsed to the ground.
Zhu Houzhao rode his horse unharmed towards Dayan Khan, holding a sword in one hand and a well-made flintlock pistol inlaid with gold and silver in the other. Smoke was still coming out of the muzzle of the pistol.
This flintlock pistol was specially made for Zhu Houzhao by Zhu Houxuan.
Zhu Houzhao jumped off the horse with some difficulty. The long period of riding had blocked the blood circulation in his legs.

He walked up to Dayan Khan and looked down at him.
"Why? Why?" Dayan Khan kept repeating this question. Bubbles of blood kept pouring out of his mouth. It seemed that the lead bullet had caused serious damage to his lungs.
He seemed to be questioning why he lost the battle, and also seemed to be questioning why Zhu Houzhao was so unethical.
Zhu Houzhao squatted on the ground, looked at Dayan Khan's painful face, and said softly: "Times have changed!"

Then he took the Bloodthirster Sword and stabbed it into Dayan Khan's heart, ending his suffering.
Dayan Khan's lips kept trembling, and his eyes gradually lost their luster.
The leader of Mongolia's revival, the second Genghis Khan, the one who unified Mongolia, the little Mongolian prince, Dayan Khan, Batu Mongke, the leader of Mongolia's revival, died.
The plot of the past two days was difficult to write. I have been repeatedly considering the plot and have also briefly written a lot of it. Finally, I have finished writing this section.

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