The fleeing Mongolian cavalry soon arrived two miles north of the city.
The cavalry in front suddenly stopped.
"Run quickly, why don't you run anymore?" Guluge urged his horse forward and asked.
"Sir, look here!"
Everyone made way for Guluge and invited him to the front.
After seeing the situation clearly, Guluge cried out in his heart that he was unlucky.
There is a trench in front of me!
The trench is ten and a half feet wide and ten feet deep!
A man cannot walk and a horse cannot leap!
"Hurry up and find some planks and wood to build a bridge!" Guluge shouted anxiously.
The Mongolian soldiers looked at each other, all with troubled expressions on their faces!
They fled in a hurry and carried little food and arrows, let alone wood and planks!
Several Mongolian soldiers dismounted, grabbed the edge of the trench with their hands and jumped down, then formed a human wall and climbed to the other side of the trench to look for wood to build a bridge.
After searching for a while, the sound of horse hooves came from the southwest.
Looking around, I saw a cavalry rushing towards the southwest.
After seeing the enemy's flag clearly, Guluge's face turned pale: "It's the Ming army!"
"Retreat quickly!" He turned around and ran without even thinking.
Thousands of Mongolian cavalry had no choice but to follow.
They first ran eastwards, and after a while they encountered a trench. Before they could build a bridge, Liu Zhaoji's 3,000 cavalry appeared on the other side of the trench.
Guluge had no choice but to run westward.
The same situation occurred in the west.
Not only was there a trench blocking the road ahead, but there were also Ming cavalry defending the other side of the trench.
After leaving behind dozens of corpses, Guluge realized that he was surrounded by the Ming army and had nowhere to run and could not escape!
He stopped his horse, turned around and said to the tribesmen: "Brothers, we are surrounded by the Ming army!"
"Master, let's fight the Ming army!"
"Yes, fight to the death with the Ming army!"
“No!” Guluge shook his head and sighed, “Logically speaking, we Mongols believe in the Eternal Heaven, so the only way out is to fight to the death! But the reality is that the Ming army is well-equipped with armor and sophisticated weapons! We cannot defeat the Ming army, and the result of a fight to the death may be that we are all dead, and the Ming army is still standing!”
"I mean surrender!"
Upon hearing this, all the Mongolian soldiers lowered their heads at the same time.
They are all dignified warriors, and everyone has a competitive spirit in their hearts!
You can imagine how the soldiers felt when they were asked to surrender.
Guluge sighed again: "I know you all have dignity and don't want to surrender, but what is dignity in the face of life and death?"
"More than ten years ago, we surrendered to the Eight Banners Army once, and the same principle applies to our surrender to the Ming Army this time!"
"Your Excellency the Commander-in-Chief..." A soldier wanted to speak.
"I am the one who makes the decision on this matter, and I will bear all the consequences!" Guluge urged his horse to Guihua City without waiting for anyone to explain.
At this time, Guihua City had fallen into the hands of the Ming army.
Under the command of Lu Daqi, the Ming army first controlled the city walls and the four gates, and then organized troops to sweep the Mongolian soldiers in the city in different areas.
The Mongolian soldiers in the city had no fighting spirit. When they saw the Ming army, they laid down their weapons and chose to surrender.
The Ming army did not massacre the surrendered soldiers, but instead stripped them of their armor and weapons and drove them to the north side of the city for centralized custody.
"Report!" Lü Daqi, who was about to enter the city, received news from the scouts: "Two leaders of the Western Tumed tribe appeared outside the north city gate. They expressed their willingness to surrender."
"Surrender?" Lu Daqi smiled faintly: "It's a little later than I expected."
"Sir, should we accept their surrender?" asked the scout.
"Of course!" Lu Daqi breathed a sigh of relief as he spoke. "There are hundreds of tribes, big and small, in Mongolia. The Tumed tribe was the first tribe to clearly express its surrender to the imperial court after the Jiannu conquered the grasslands. How could they not accept the surrender?"
"Send a message to Liu Zhaoji, order him to lead the main cavalry to assemble in the north of the city to prevent the Mongols from cheating!"
Half an hour later.
Accompanied by Liu Zhaoji, Lu Daqi rode out of the city.
The left commander-in-chief of the Tumed tribe, Guluge, and the right commander-in-chief, Hanggao, dismounted from their horses, raised their weapons above their heads and came in front of Lu Daqi.
They put their weapons on the ground and knelt in front of Lü Daqi's horse: "Guluge, the commander of the left wing of the Tumed tribe."
"Right-wing General Hang Gao."
"Lead your troops to surrender!"
After the two of them finished speaking, they knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lu Daqi.
The other Mongolian soldiers followed suit and dismounted, placing their weapons on the ground.
The surrounding Ming troops remained unmoved and continued to remain vigilant.
Looking at the two people kneeling on the ground, Lu Daqi snorted coldly: "What a bullshit commander-in-chief! The court has never appointed such an official!"
Guluge and Hanggao's faces turned very ugly. They wanted to explain but didn't know how.
After all, they were the surrendering party, and if they said the wrong thing by mistake, they might die.
After Lü Daqi finished his rebuke, he asked in a cold voice, "Where is the King of Shunyi?"
Guluge knelt on the ground and hurriedly explained: "Reporting to Governor Lu, Shunyi King Bu Shitu died in the first year of Chongzhen!"
Lu Daqi deliberately frowned: "Why don't you report it to the court?"
"This... was when the Jiannu were marching westwards, and the Western Tumed tribe was in chaos, so... it was not reported!" Guluge forced an explanation.
"Well," Lu Daqi was very satisfied with this lie, and he continued to ask: "When Borjigin Altan was named the King of Shunyi, the court gave him a gilded jade seal and let his descendants inherit it. So, does Shunyi King Bu Shitu have any descendants?"
"Yes, King Shunyi had four sons, three of whom died young, and one son named Omubu is still alive!"
"Where is the other person?"
"It's in Guihua City!"
"Call him here. This governor will only accept the surrender of Prince Shunyi's heir!"
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