That person was the number one general beside King Sain Polo, Buerta, as soon as he fell off his horse, the momentum of the cavalry rushing forward couldn't help but stagnate, and Yang Muyun took this opportunity to rush out.

Because the big meat shield of King Sain Polo was on Yang Muyun's horse, neither the Zarat nor the Chahar people dared to release arrows, and it seemed that Yang Muyun was invincible on the battlefield, just like Zhao Zilong who entered and exited seven times on Changban Slope.

He struggled to knock off a special cavalryman from his horse, his shoulders were so heavy that it seemed to weigh a boulder, and Lin Mei'er behind him still didn't make a sound, and his hanging heart became even tighter.

"Drive-" He looked up in the direction, and the banner of the Ming army seemed to be not far away under the firelight, and he slammed the horse's buttocks.

"It's Mr. Yang Qian-" After seeing that it was him, the soldiers of the Ming army gave way to both sides.

"My lord—" Mo Bu silently picked up a long pole and a big knife, and greeted him covered in blood.

Yang Muyun mentioned that King Sain Polo jumped off the horse and handed the reins of the horse to Mo Buyu's hand, "Take Sain Polo down to make people look good, and, Lin ...... Lin was seriously injured, so he quickly asked a military doctor to come and show her. As soon as he let go of King Sain Polo's hand, several Ming soldiers immediately came up and tied him.

"Yes!" Mo Buyu glanced at Lin Mei'er, who was lying on the saddle with a pale face and unconscious.

"Borrow your horse." Yang Muyun came to a Ming cavalry horse and said. Without saying a word, the horseman dismounted and handed him the reins.

Mo Buyu saw Yang Muyun stepping on the horse again, and hurriedly asked, "My lord, what are you going to do here?" ”

"Brother Leng is still in the enemy formation, I have to go and pick him up." Yang Muyun waved his spear and rushed towards the enemy formation again.

......

King Sain Polo was captured again, and Ashi Timur and Bulta had no intention of fighting, and gathered their men and horses. Agadorji also wanted to wave his troops into the Ming army to save people, but was stopped by Yuan Qi'er.

"My uncle has fallen into their hands again, and if you push too hard, his life will be in danger." Yuan Qi'er said to him.

"In order to save the prince, we mobilized all the soldiers and horses," Agadorji said with some unwillingness, "Is it just that?" ”

"And what do you want?" Yuan Qi'er glanced at the distance, "My brother and Buerta have both collected their troops, do you still want to take you, the ten thousand Chahar people, to fight the Ming people?" ”

"Alas......" Agadorji slashed the ground with a knife, "Cheap that boy, next time I meet him, I will definitely cut him into pulp!" ”

"Who are you talking about?" Yuan Qi'er looked at him and said.

"Who else," said Agadorji with a snort, "If it weren't for him, how would your uncle have been robbed by the Ming people again?" Staring into Yuan Qi'er's gaze, he ...... He's hugged you, damn it, I'm ......" blushing and lifting the knife, the back of the knife slammed on the horse's buttocks beside him, "I want to cut off those two arms of him." ”

"If your skills are not as good as people, will you only be angry with animals?" Yuan Qi'er stared coldly at his crazy ugliness, "So many people can't stop him, can you and your Chahar soldiers only gnaw on roast lamb legs?" Then he turned away, looked at him no more, and went away.

"Zizik—" Agadorji tried to catch up, but his feet were too heavy to step out. Then he gritted his teeth and ordered left and right, "Quickly, send a signal, and collect the troops!" ”

"Yes!" The cronies around him all responded.

Agadorji was about to turn over his horse when a ghostly figure floated to his side.

"You...... Who are you? His voice trembled, and when the visitor raised his head, his eyes widened, "Senior brother, is that you?" Are you alright? ”

The muscles on Jeroba's face trembled, and he barely managed to squeeze out a smile, and was about to speak, when suddenly his face appeared painful and covered his chest.

Agadorji saw it clearly, and blood was spilling from between his fingers, apparently wounded.

"Senior brother, hurry, get on the horse." Agadorji hurriedly helped him to his mount.

Jeropa's injuries did not seem to be light, and the whole person lay on the back of the horse. His martial arts are at the forefront of the throne of the emperor Sakhaba, and it is said that he is even higher than the Uswan who died in Huairou County in pursuit of the jade seal of the country.

Agadorji had never seen him become like this, and his face could not hide his horror.

"He ......" Jeroba gritted his teeth with hatred in his eyes and said, "I will not let him go." ”

"Is that the man?" Agadorji seemed to see the forest

The cold man stood right in front of him, like a lone wolf on the prairie, popping out of nowhere when his opponent least wanted him to appear, and then delivering a fatal blow. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shiver all over his body.

"It's important for senior brother to go back and recuperate," Agadorji reassured, "Is that man still on the battlefield?" ”

Jeropa's body trembled, and his eyes unconsciously scanned the surroundings, as if he was afraid that the person would suddenly appear.

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"Did Brother Leng leave here?" Yang Muyun rode his horse and galloped forward, and the Rats, Chahars, and Ming cavalry returned to their respective positions like a receding tide. There are not many people fighting on the battlefield anymore.

As he was looking around, his horse suddenly sank, and there seemed to be an extra person behind him. My heart jumped, and before I could look back, a familiar and cold voice entered my ears, "Go, go back!" ”

"Brother Leng?" Yang Muyun was overjoyed in his heart, and turned his horse's head and ran towards the way he came.

"Where's my junior sister?" Leng Yifei asked behind him.

"I've sent her back to the camp," Ms. Yang said, "but she was badly wounded." ”

"Did you fall into the poisonous palm of that monk?"

"Well," Yang Muyun nodded, "What about the monk?" Did you kill me? ”

"No," Leng Yifei replied briefly, "he ran away." ”

"Ran away?" Yang Muyun hurriedly asked, "What about you, Brother Leng?" Are there any injuries? ”

"I'm fine," Leng Yifei said in an aggravated tone, "Hurry back to the camp!" ”

......

Lin Mei'er was lying in a big tent in the barracks, her pretty face was so pale that there was no trace of blood faintly tinged with a touch of lead gray, her eyes were closed, and her breathing was weak. Mo Buyu stood next to her, with an anxious face, and a military doctor sat on the edge of the bed with a sad face to check Lin Meier's pulse. Looking like that, it was obviously dragged by this big man.

"How is she now?" Mo Buyu asked impatiently, "You should hurry up!" ”

"This military master ......" The military doctor glanced at the fierce Mo Bushu, his body trembled, and he lowered his voice, "But a woman?" ”

"So what?" Mo Buyu yelled, "I asked you to treat her injuries, who cares if she is a man or a woman?" ”

"She's wounded in the chest......" the military doctor snorted, "You need to untie your clothes and inspect it, this man and woman can't kiss it, it's really ...... It's really inconvenient! ”

"You person," Mo Buyu stomped his foot anxiously, "this person's life is almost gone, why are you still talking so much?" Is it inconvenient to let her breathe? ”

"This ......"

As soon as the curtain was lifted, Yang Muyun and Leng Yifei walked in.

"What are you shouting, you rammer?" Yang Muyun glared at Mo Buyu, "I heard you screaming here from afar." ”

"My lord," Mo Buyu hurriedly stepped forward and bowed down and said, "I found a military doctor to give Lin ...... Lin treated his injuries, who knew what he said......" Looking at Leng Yifei behind Yang Muyun, the following words paused.

"You both go out." Leng Yifei said coldly.

"You...... What do you say? Mo Buyuyuan's eyes were wide open, and the beard on his cheeks rose one by one. If it weren't for Yang Muyun beside him, he would have rolled up his sleeves and would have beaten someone.

"This is Leng Gongzi," Yang Muyun couldn't explain more, "He asked you to go out, why don't you go out quickly!" ”

"......" Mo Buyu puffed out his cheeks, and went away with a humming curtain. The military doctor hurriedly followed him as if he had been granted amnesty.

"What about me? Do you want to go out too? Yang Muyun looked at Leng Yifei and said.

"You stay." Leng Yifei said lightly.

......

Leng Yifei slowly came to Lin Meier's bed, glanced at her carefully, frowned slightly, took out a small burgundy porcelain bottle from the cuff, uncorked the bottle, poured out a pill from it, turned around and handed it to Yang Muyun, "You pour a bowl of hot water later, help her take it." ”

"Hey......" As soon as Yang Muyun opened his mouth, Leng Yifei had already floated out of the account. Why don't you help her take it yourself? He said to himself.

The pill was dark brown in color, smelling of medicine, dripping and swirling in the palm of his hand. Yang Muyun did not delay at all, and ordered Mo Buyu to find hot water, then sat on the edge of the bed, gently helped Lin Meier up, and fed her the pills.

"Hope for this pill

The pill can make Miss Lin get better as soon as possible. Yang Muyun helped her lie down again and covered her with a quilt. At this time, there was a heart-piercing pain in the shoulder.

"I also fell victim to this monk's palm poison, why didn't she have such a bad seizure?" Yang Muyun was puzzled.

"Your Excellency......" Mo Buyu opened the corner of the tent curtain and said in a low voice: "Lord Yu, please go to his big tent." ”

"Got it." Yang Muyun turned around and walked out of the big tent, looking at Mo Buyu who was standing aside, "You stay here, don't let outsiders disturb Miss Lin's rest." ”

"Yes!" Mo Bu bowed in response.

......

"Lord Yu......" As soon as Yang Muyun entered the tent, he saw Yu Qian, Luo Hengxin, Yang Hong, Zhu Mian, Shen Rong and others gathered together, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Yang Qian doesn't need to be polite," Yu Qian stepped forward and asked with a solemn face, "Is the enemy chief Sain Polo taking care of it?" ”

"The humble duty has made his subordinates strictly guarded, and there will never be any more mistakes." Yang Muyun replied.

"That's good," Yu Qian bowed slightly, his face softened, "This official has decided to gather the whole army tonight and march south, you must make proper preparations after you go back, and set off in half an hour." ”

"In such a hurry?" Yang Muyun was taken aback.

"Tonight's battle will frustrate the Tartars' plans," Yu Qian said, "They will not be reconciled...... There is only less than a day's itinerary from my Daming realm, and this official has discussed it with all the adults, so as not to have too many dreams at night, and our army will set off overnight. ”

"But half an hour is too hasty."

"These tents are left here," Yu Qian said, "and there is no need to extinguish the torches, giving the Tartars the illusion that our army is still in the camp." In this way, by the time they found out the truth, our army would have long gone away. ”

"My lord."

"After our army set off, there will be no longer a stop in the middle," Yu Qian said: "Be sure to arrive at Dushikou before the time of tomorrow, as long as we enter the Guancheng, everything will be safe." ”

"Yes, sir." Yang Muyun was secretly worried in her heart, Lin Meier was unconscious, how could she endure the bumps along the way?

......

After returning to his camp tent, Yang Muyun instructed Mo Buyu to command his subordinate soldiers, leave all the things that are difficult to carry such as camp tents, take only necessary items, and set off after half an hour.

"What about Miss Lin?" Mo Buyu whispered: "She hasn't woken up yet, how can I take her with me?" ”

"I'll figure out a way to do this," Yang Muyun glanced at him, "What about Brother Leng?" Where is he? ”

"Well, that strange man," Mo Buyu said, pointing to an inconspicuous tent, "he is doing his work there, and no one dares to disturb him." ”

"Could it be that he also fell for the tantric heart-destroying seal of that monk?" Yang Muyun was stunned, and hurriedly walked towards the camp.

Lifting the curtain and taking a look, Leng Yifei sat in it with his eyes closed, his hands resting on his knees, and there was a thin mist faintly above his head.

Yang Muyun was afraid that it would affect his luck, so he stood quietly aside.

After a while, Leng Yifei opened his eyes, looked at Yang Muyun, and did not speak.

"Actually, you also fell into the palm of that monk, didn't you?" Yang Muyun asked.

"He was also stabbed by me," Leng Yifei said calmly, "His injuries are heavier than mine." ”

"Miss Lin, she took the medicine," Yang Muyun said, "But she hasn't woken up yet, and she can't heal like you, this ...... Isn't it out of the way? ”

"After taking that medicine, you don't need to exercise," Leng Yifei's face was indifferent, "Just lie on the bed and recuperate, and she should be able to wake up tomorrow." ”

"You...... Didn't take medication? Yang Muyun said in surprise.

"This pill was prepared by my master, I only have three here, if you want to drive away the poison from your body, you need to take it three times," Leng Yifei glanced at Yang Muyun, "I used it, what should Senior Sister Lin do?" The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, "Fortunately, my palm is not heavy, and I can use my own luck to drive the poison out." ”

"So that's ......" Yang Muyun felt a sense of loss in his heart, felt a pain in his shoulder, opened his mouth but didn't speak.

Leng Yifei seemed to know what he wanted to say, took a long breath, stood up, and walked in front of him, "You have been hit by the love Gu that Miao Nu gave you, and you have long been poisonous, and the palm poison of that monk can't hurt you." ”