The sound of horses' hooves, Geng Xuan and more than a dozen guards carefully guarded around Zhu Wenkui, and the group galloped for only a few miles, and they found a large and a small sheep fleeing in front of Fang.

It was evident that the little lamb was tired of running, and its mother had to stop and let out a rapid wail around the child who was lying tired by a small stream and kept drinking, as if urging her child.

"Found it."

Geng Xuan showed a smile on his face, pulled the bow and crossbow, put the arrow on it and handed it to Zhu Wenkui: "Come to Your Highness, don't panic, aim better." ”

Zhu Wenkui raised his arm, did not delay, and after aiming, he planned to buckle the bracket, just in time for the sheep mother to raise her head, Zhu Wenkui seemed to understand, his heart tightened, and the arrow at this close range missed again.

All around, a burst of uncontrollable laughter rang out.

"Presumptuous!"

Geng Xuan let out a low roar, and the guards suddenly fell silent.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Geng Xuan neatly re-prepared the bow and crossbow: "Your Highness, calm down, let's take our time." ”

"Why do you have to kill it!"

The child had a childish attack, and Zhu Wenkui looked at Geng Xuan angrily: "Could it be that everything in this world can be solved by killing!" ”

Geng Xuan was silent, he didn't know how to answer this question.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty has a holy oracle."

He could only move Zhu Yunwen's order out, and the angry Zhu Wenkui glared at him fiercely, grabbed the crossbow machine, and raised it again to aim.

Xu was angry, Zhu Wenkui did not aim at the huge adult sheep, but aimed at the thin lamb and deducted the bracket.

Arrows burst out of the sky like meteors.

The mother wailed and slammed the lamb away from the grass and water, and the arrow went straight into its neck.

The crossbow machine in Zhu Wenkui's hand fell to the ground involuntarily.

"Baa~"

The lamb seemed to feel something, and screamed in the direction of Zhu Wenkui.

"Your Highness."

As soon as Geng Xuan opened his mouth to praise, he found that Zhu Wenkui had cried out at some point.

This made Geng Xuan's hands numb, and he didn't know how to comfort, so he saw Zhu Wenkui rushing out on horseback, and then his small body stood in front of the equally thin lamb.

"Follow me and let this lamb go."

The wails made Zhu Wenkui make up his mind, and he ordered: "Uncle Geng, please take someone to bury this dead one." ”

Buried?

Bury a sheep?

Geng Xuan was surprised, and he said: "It doesn't matter if you put a small one, but this big one must be brought back, otherwise, it will be difficult for Your Majesty to explain it." ”

"Then let my father starve me for three days."

Zhu Wenkui's eyes were red, but he stared at Geng Xuan firmly.

The latter had no choice but to agree.

More than a dozen people were divided into two teams, one picked up the lamb, several guards followed Zhu Wenkui and led the lamb towards the edge of the hunting area, and the rest smiled wryly and dug the pit for the dead sheep.

Geng Xuan wanted to follow him, but was stopped by Zhu Wenkui, and the little guy now hates Geng Xuan in his heart.

"You guys, protect Your Highness."

Geng Xuan, who was full of depression, waited until Zhu Wenkui left, and simply lay on the blue waves, looking at the blue sky overhead.

Looking at it, Geng Xuan began to fall asleep, and his eyelids involuntarily fought.

"General!"

A terrible shout made Geng Xuan subconsciously turn over and sit up, and pulled out the horizontal knife at his waist.

"General, Your Highness has been snatched away."

Disaster is coming!

Geng Xuan was so frightened that the three souls left his body, but he still had a trace of luck and asked, "What kind of person is it?" ”

The guard who reported the news cried: "A group of ragged steppe people, the leader says that he is the son of Arutai, and he is called Lost Pinch. ”

Geng Xuan sat on the ground with his buttocks, his head as if it had exploded.

It's over, it's all over!

"What are you doing in a daze!" Suddenly, Geng Xuan bounced up from the ground, turned over and climbed on horseback, and roared: "Lead the way ahead, chase after General Ben, even if you chase it to the heavens and the earth, you must chase His Highness back to me!" ”

Lost the prince.

In case something really happened to Zhu Wenkui, Geng Xuan didn't even dare to think about it.

"You!"

Suddenly, Geng Xuan turned his head to look at a personal soldier and shouted: "Go and report to the emperor quickly, quickly!" ”

There are hundreds of thousands of troops on the prairie, and Geng Xuan can't intercept it if he doesn't believe it!

If you live, you will see people, and if you die, you will see corpses!

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Great Prince has been kidnapped by thieves!"

Zhu Yunwen's body on the horseback shook a few times, and then he calmed down and said, "Don't panic, say, what's going on." ”

The guard who reported the news looked miserable, and was busy telling the matter one by one.

It turned out that when they released the lamb with Zhu Wenkui, more than a dozen unkempt steppe athletes suddenly broke out of a hill and ravine, and the leader was the son of the former Tatar Great Khan Arutai.

He did not die on the battlefield of the retreat steppe, but escaped.

This time, the frightened Zhu Yunwen did not sit firmly on the horse, and turned over and fell, which shocked the army to the back, and Shuangxi helped Zhu Yunwen up, who had a blue nose and swollen face.

"Command the three armies, search for me!"

The piercing rallying horn sounded, and the aura of slaughter suddenly soared into the sky.

And the chiefs of the grassland departments in the military array are also as white as the earth, trembling like chaff.

"Immortal God bless, don't let the prince of the Han people have an accident."

Fifty miles to the south.

Twenty horsemen led by the loss of pinching stood quietly here, and poor little Wenkui was pressed on the back of the horse by the loss of pinch, unable to move.

He escaped from the battlefield of the coalition army, originally wanted to go back to the old camp to have a look, but it turned out that the old camp was already in ruins, and millions of people had already been captured by the Han people and pressed to Monan.

As a result, the emperor of the Han people went north!

"I have a deep hatred, it's better for me to wait for the assassin king to kill him."

No one knows the terrain better than this group of grassland people, they go out day and night, sneaking into the confluence of the south and north of the desert, hiding in a hilly landscape.

Among them were marksmen, and their plan was to shoot them with arrows as soon as they saw the Han emperor.

As a result, the emperor did not hit it, but first encountered seven or eight scattered Han troops.

"There are Jian'er Gongwei, this little guy's identity is not simple."

After losing the pinch, he became excited, and he succeeded in ambush.

"Daming Sect, Wen Kui!"

The token on Zhu Wenkui's waist made him laugh out loud.

"As it should be, blessed by the heavens of eternal life, today is the day when the Han emperor will cut off his children and grandchildren."

He didn't plan to escape, but he thought of a plan that made him more excited than fleeing.

With Zhu Wenkui in hand, he would definitely be able to meet the emperor of the Ming people today, so he arranged an ambush marksman.

He is going to slaughter Zhu Yunwen and Zhu Wenkui!

"Sweat less."

He was still intoxicated and excited, and the soldier next to him said, "Someone is chasing after you." ”

The only one who can find it at such a fast speed is Geng Xuan.

"It's just a little shrimp."

only raised his eyelids and glanced at it, but he didn't bother to take care of Geng Xuan, and turned a deaf ear to the latter's roar and intimidation.

Geng Xuan had the heart to save Zhu Wenkui, but where did he dare to act recklessly, he was sent by the pinched cadres to confiscate the weapon, and Wuhuanda was tied up as a prisoner.

The Ming army fought with the steppe people for nearly forty years, and this was the first time that they were taken prisoner without resistance.

"Don't you southern dogs love to bark!"

He slapped Geng Xuan in the face a few times, and sneered: "Keep screaming." ”

Shame!

Geng Xuan said angrily, his eyes cracked, and his teeth were biting out blood, but the afterglow swept to Zhu Wenkui, who was caught on horseback, and it was like a basin of cold water poured down, and he didn't say a word at the moment.

He didn't have to wait too long, and the ground under his feet had already begun to tremble violently.

As far as the eye can see, there is already dust and black fog in all directions!

"The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty is here!"

He became excited, as if he didn't pay attention to the hundreds of thousands of troops at all.

He was going to die, and he knew he wouldn't live, and his soldiers knew they wouldn't live.

But they are no longer afraid.

Finally, the army settled, facing each other a hundred paces.

Zhu Yunwen was wearing a golden armor dragon helmet, galloped out, beside Zhu Di and Xiang Yu, and there were more than 100 martial arts brocade guards who spread out in a fan shape, slowly following behind Zhu Yunwen and moving towards the loss of pinching and others.

"You are so bold that you dare to rob my son."

When he rode his horse in front of him, Zhu Yunwen's face had already returned to his usual cold color, and there was no emotion in his cold eyes.

"Now that I have released the people, I promise to give you a good time, otherwise, I will let you taste what life is better than death."

Dozens of horsemen began to tremble, they were not afraid of death, but they suddenly thought of the endless and appalling torture methods of the Han Chinese.

"You don't have to scare me."

He smiled noncommittally, looked up and down at the young Zhu Yunwen in front of him, and was envious in his heart: "I'm afraid of death, I won't wait for you here, your son is in my hands now, what can you do with me?" ”

"Father!"

Zhu Wenkui's cry rang out, and the Tatars who had kidnapped him smashed the hilt of his knife on his little face, and the blood flowed in an instant.

Zhu Yunwen only felt his heart pound suddenly, and burst into a shout: "The thief dares!" ”

"Lose your pinch, you're crazy, let His Royal Highness the prince go."

The chiefs of the various tribes on the grassland spoke one after another, "His Majesty the Great Emperor is here to appease my grassland, His Majesty the Emperor is a benevolent saint, you must not do anything stupid." ”

"Shut up, you bitch!" Lost his pinch and roared: "A bunch of spineless waste, are your backbones broken?" Or are you all willing to be Han dogs? Today, I'm going to show you how I made the invincible Han people bow their heads. ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at Zhu Yunwen and laughed loudly.

"Emperor Mingren, it's not your turn to be the biggest here today, now I order you to dismount, let your hundreds of thousands of troops all lay down their weapons for me, kneel to our immortal heaven, and repent of the sins you have committed!"

"Impossible."

Without even thinking about it, Zhu Yunwen categorically refused. "I can't do that."

"If you don't want to, I'll kill your son."

Zhu Yunwen looked at Zhu Wenkui and looked deeply.

"I warned you one last time, release my son immediately, or you will kill him. But you only have one chance, if you kill my son, you will no longer be qualified to negotiate terms with me, do you see these guards around me? They are all marksmen, and they will shoot through your shoulder blades in the shortest possible time, so that you can no longer kill yourself, and then you will fall into my hands. ”

"Crunch crunch ~"

Hundreds of strong bows were pulled up, and the arrows were like cold stars, so that the face of the lost pinch suddenly changed greatly.

"You don't even want your son's life?"

"Of course I do!"

Zhu Yunwen said coldly: "But his life is not worth as much as the knees of my hundreds of thousands of sons." My son is dead, but I'm still alive! I am the emperor of the Han people, I can't be coerced by a barbarian, otherwise, what is the dignity of my Han people, compared to the honor of the nation, his life is not worth mentioning! ”

He is proficient in Chinese, he naturally knows how many Han people have a lot of anger and honor, and there are many cases of giving up his surname in order to save his name, let alone his own son! It seems that even if he has Zhu Wenkui as a proton in his hand today, it is impossible for him to see the scene of the Han people's hundreds of thousands of troops disarming and kneeling at the feet of Changshengtian.

And just when he was uncertain, Zhu Yunwen and his party were already within dozens of steps, and Xiang Yu behind him picked up a flying knife in his hand.

"Whew!"

The sound of breaking the air sounded, and the flying knife shot straight through the wrist of the Tatar who kidnapped Zhu Wenkui, who suddenly screamed in pain, and taking this opportunity, Zhu Wenkui, who was suppressed, took advantage of the situation to rush out, rolled off the horse, and ran in the direction of Zhu Yunwen.

"Shoot the arrows!"

Lost his pinch and roared, and several arrows aimed at Zhu Wenkui's vest.

Zhu Yunwen hurriedly hit the horse forward, and when it was still too late, he howled wolf, rubbed his body and jumped forward to leap over the last two zhang distance, which was worthy of pounce on Zhu Wenkui's body, and then spread his arms like an eagle protecting a chicken to protect Zhu Wenkui under him.

"Puff~"

Several wolf tooth arrows all pierced Zhu Yunwen's back!

But that's all, he and his own soldiers only had time to shoot this round before they were all shot through the shoulder blades and nailed to the ground.

"Your Majesty!"

The hundreds of thousands of troops were all discolored, and Zhu Di and the others were so frightened that they almost lost their souls, and they got off the saddle and climbed in the direction of Zhu Yunwen with both hands and feet.

Before they could catch their breath, Zhu Yunwen had already turned over and scolded: "What are you crying about, I haven't died yet!" ”

Thanks to the strong armor, there is a fine soft armor inside.

Zhu Yunwen wiped the cold sweat from his head, looked down and saw that Zhu Wenkui was safe and sound, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Daddy! Father! ”

Zhu Wenkui hugged Zhu Yunwen's neck and howled, which made Zhu Yunwen angry, and slapped him twice.

"Stinky boy, cry fart!"

It turned out that his father still felt sorry for himself.

Thinking of Zhu Yunwen's resolute pounce under the cold arrow just now, Zhu Wenkui couldn't stop crying.

"Your Majesty, what should you do with these people?"

It was easy to calm Zhu Wenkui's emotions, Xiang Yu walked over and said coldly: "Their jaws have been removed, and they can't commit suicide." ”

Zhu Yunwen just nodded slightly, but looked at Zhu Wenkui.

"Kid, what do you say?"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were on Zhu Wenkui.

The little guy turned his head and looked at the frightened pinch, gritting his teeth.

"The child wants to cut them with a thousand knives!"

A bright smile bloomed on Zhu Yunwen's face, his arrows were not in vain!

"Ling Chi is executed!"