"Is the enemy chief Sain Polo in the camp, and how many of them are there?" Luo Hengxin's eyes flashed and asked, this is the key to the question he wants to know, and it is also the basis of whether he has made up his mind to raid.

"My lord," the soldier continued, "he said that while they were still drinking, Sain Polo took some of the women back to his tent...... They originally had 30,000 men, but they fought several battles with the Uliangha and the Ming, and the rest were only about 25,000 people. After drinking, they rested in the camp, and as soon as dawn they launched a final attack on the Ming people in the city. ”

"Only 25,000 left?" Zhu Mian patted the horse's back excitedly and said: "The enemy chief is arrogant and lascivious, and arrogant and arrogant, my Datong army can be decided with one drum, my lord, you give the order!" ”

"Yes, Lord Governor," Shi Biao also said, "Now that this Tartar has told all the news and the plate, you must not hesitate any longer. ”

"Is there any news about Lord Yu's soldiers?" Luo Hengxin pondered and asked Shi Biao.

"Where do you still need their Xuanfu soldiers?" Zhu Mian said disapprenorovingly: "This battle is completed by my Datong army," he bowed his hand to Luo Hengxin, with an impassioned face, "The lower official is willing to personally lead the troops and horses to fight the forward, if he can't cut off the head of the enemy chief Sain Polo, he will dedicate his head to the governor." ”

"Yes, Lord Governor," Shi Biao puffed up his chest and said majestically: "In terms of men and horses, the Xuanfu soldiers are not as many as my Datong army, and in terms of plagiarism and bravery, if my Datong army is the second, who dares to call it the first?" As soon as he finished speaking, a heroic laugh immediately sounded around him.

A partial general beside Luo Hengxin couldn't help but say: "Your Excellency Governor, even if there are no Xuanfu soldiers, even our Datong army can take down those Tartars." ”

"That's it, the Xuanfu soldiers who are led by that old Yang can only fight skillfully, and they can't carry it hard with the Tartars."

"Your Excellency the Governor, give your order, if you hesitate any longer, it will be dawn."

"Twenty thousand against twenty-five thousand, it's another raid, and if you are prepared against unprepared, you can't suffer a loss."

....

Luo Hengxin was surrounded by the generals of the Datong Army, and each of them had an unprecedented fighting spirit in their hearts, and they asked Luo Hengxin to fight in unison.

Luo Hengxin's heart relaxed, looked up at the sky, and said to Shi Biao: "Shi Biao, this governor ordered you and Shi Heng to lead the forward 5,000 people to break through first, and then I and Zhu Zongbing led the whole army to press. ”

"The last general commands!" Shi Biao clenched his fists excitedly, turned around and went high-spirited.

"General Zhu," Luo Hengxin then said to Zhu Mian, "You ordered the soldiers to speed up the march, and this battle must be resolved quickly." ”

"Yes, Lord Governor!"

....

Yang Muyun suddenly found that the marching speed of the team had accelerated, and every soldier had his sword unsheathed and his arrows wound.

"It looks like a war is going to start," Yang Muyun's heartstrings tightened, and he remembered Yu Qian's advice before leaving, "Everything is too smooth on the battlefield but abnormal, remember to take the enemy lightly." He stopped a sergeant who was about to draw his bow and arrows, "Are the Xuanfu soldiers also here, are they going to join us?" ”

"Xuanfu soldiers?" The sergeant said contemptuously: "Still crawling slowly like a turtle on the road, I'm afraid that we may not be able to reach it when we finish the battle, and my Datong army will be completely successful in this battle." ”

Yang Muyun was stunned, and a hint of foreboding surged in his heart. Originally, he didn't think too much about some things, and after Yu Qian woke up, he felt that there were all kinds of strange things.

"Yang Muyun," Lin Mei'er said on the side: "It's about to be a war, what should you and I do?" Do you want to kill them together, or do you want to watch from the sidelines? ”

"I ......," Yang Muyun thought for a moment and said, "I want to meet the Governor." ”

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On a high slope outside the camp, there was a tent, which was gray in color, like a boulder if you didn't look closely. The candlelight in the tent was bright, and three people were seated.

In the middle, a person wears a cymbal crown with coral beads under the crown, wears a blue satin right collared brocade robe, and has a Chinese character face with sharp edges and an awe-inspiring demeanor. The man sitting on his left was wrapped in a wide Mongolian robe, but he looked like he was forty years old, and his eyes were blazing at King Sain Polo, who was sitting in the center. At the right is a beautiful girl, wearing a mink crown decorated with coral beads and precious stones, her jet-black hair combed into a long braid, and her face is lightly powdered, staring at the middle-aged man opposite with a smile.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, a guard walked in, bowed down and stroked his chest and said, "Lord Wang, it's almost time." ”

"Well," King Sain Polo said, with a slight lifting of his eyelids, "is the sheep about to enter the circle?" ”

"Their brigade has already driven over and is preparing to enter the attack position." The guard replied respectfully.

"Okay—" King Sain Polo's voice dragged on for a long time, glancing at Yuan Qi'er, who was sitting on the right, "The sheep are here, if your brother doesn't come again, this fat sheep banquet will not have his share." ”

Before Yuan Qi'er could speak, she heard a long laugh outside the tent, "This fat sheep is very big, isn't my uncle afraid that he won't be able to eat it?" ”

As soon as the curtain was lifted, a young man with a long figure and a heroic appearance walked in, it was Ashu Timur, who came to King Sain Polo with a smile, bowed slightly, and bowed to his chest, "My nephew has seen my uncle." ”

"Brother......" Yuan Qi'er stood up and saluted.

King Sain Polo smiled, "My good nephew, you're finally here, I thought you were going to miss your appointment!" ”

"Uncle is sincere in his treat, how can my nephew not come?" Ashu Timur smiled and said, "My nephew is not too late, right?" ”

"It's not too late, it's just right," King Sain Polo stood up and looked at the middle-aged man on the left, "Speaking of which, I have to thank this Mr. Zhu, without the news he brought, this fat sheep banquet would not have been able to start?" ”

"Surname Zhu?" Timur's face moved, and the eyes that looked at the middle-aged man narrowed slightly.

"Exactly," the middle-aged man stood up, arched his hand towards Ashi Timur and said, "The contemptible surname is Zhu, from the Ming royal family. ”

"Oh?" Timur's face was surprised.

The middle-aged man seemed to see what he was thinking, and said with a slight smile: "Although Zhu is from the Ming royal family, he is on the same front as the second prince, and the second prince does not have to scruple." ”

"The people of the Zhu family actually walked with us," Ah Lost Timur felt ridiculous, and his face showed a little disdain, "We are loyal to the Erjin family, and we are the remnants of the former Yuan in the eyes of your Ming people, what are you doing with us?" Let's go together to overthrow the Zhu family court of your Ming people? ”

The middle-aged man didn't feel angry at all, nodded and said, "Yes, the contemptible person just wants to overthrow the Zhu family's court with the second prince." ”

Timur opened his mouth in astonishment and looked at his uncle and sister in disbelief.

"This Mr. Zhu is absolutely credible," said King Sain Polo, "good nephew, don't think too much. Obviously, he didn't want to say much about the middle-aged people, and his voice changed, "How many people have you brought?" ”

"In addition to the 10,000 people from my Roshon, there are 5,000 people from the Weng Han Department and 5,000 people from the Hute Department, a total of 20,000 people." Ashi Timur said.

"Huh?" King Sain Polo was amazed and said, "Arakhan and Bayanhuruk also have 5,000 men each? ”

"In any case, they have the blood of my Tarts," explained Timur, knowing what he was surprised by, "the proud Golden House will not accept a band of Turkic barbarians, who have no other way but to be loyal to my father, and let them give them five thousand men each to lift them up." ”

"Okay, good," King Sain Polo nodded again and again and said, "In this way, we have nearly 50,000 people, not counting the hundreds of remnants of the Ming army trapped in the castle, the Ming army is only 30,000 when it is full, good nephew, you can ......"

"Are there only 30,000 Ming people?" Ashu Timur's eyes showed contempt, "Do you need to raise the scimitar of my forty or fifty thousand warriors to kill these 30,000 lamb-like Ming people?" ”

"Good nephew, don't take the enemy lightly!" King Sain Polo was cut off by him, and his face showed a slight displeasure, "These 30,000 are the elite of Ming Datong and Xuanfu, and they have been fighting with the grassland tribes all year round, and their strength cannot be underestimated. ”

"Elite? The Ming people still dare to call themselves elite in front of my people? Ashi Timur said contemptuously: "We are not the group of pus under the tent, we must let the people of the Erjinjin family see how the Ots fight." ”

"Brother......" Yuan Qi'er said with an unhappy face: "Uncle is an elder, if you rob him like this, aren't you afraid that your father will find out and blame you?" ”

Ayu Timur was taken aback, and hurriedly lowered his head, "My nephew is disrespectful, please don't be surprised by my uncle." ”

King Sain Polo laughed, "Good nephew, I know that the knife in your hand is sharp, but killing sheep is a technical job, and if you want to kill it neatly and not hurt your hands, then you have to talk about it carefully." He patted him lightly on the shoulder, "Let's go, let's go outside the tent," and said to Yuan Qi'er: "Qi Qike, accompany Mr. Zhu for me." ”

....

"The battle hasn't been fought yet, the tail is cocked, it's strange that this battle can be fought well," Yuan Qi'er glanced at her brother's back hatefully, and whispered, "He forgot the lesson of the battle in Liuyinggou so quickly." He smiled at the middle-aged man instead, "Mr. Zhu, please sit down." ”

"The county lord doesn't have to be polite," the middle-aged man smiled faintly, and sat down in his robe, "I heard the county lord say that the battle of Liuyinggou was a battle, could it be that Brother Ling suffered a loss in that battle?" ”

"My brother ......" Yuan Qi'er shook his head slightly, paused and said: "If I were a man, my father would never let him lead the troops this time." ”

"The county lord's ability is contemptible and contemptible," the middle-aged man said with a smile: "Even the contemptible apprentice is not as good as you, and the disciple of the crazy real person is extraordinary." ”

"I was angry when I mentioned your apprentice, and he didn't understand my hard work at all," Yuan Qi'er sighed lightly and looked at the middle-aged man: "That time in the capital, you shouldn't have stopped me from taking him away." ”

"County Lord," the middle-aged man said indifferently: "As the saying goes, don't do to others what you don't want to do to yourself, and you can't be tied up as husband and wife." If you really like him, you must have him willing to go with you. ”

"He is a person, seeing one and loving another, the world of flowers in the capital fascinates his eyes, how can he be willing to follow me to the grassland?" Yuan Qi'er's eyes were a little bright, "Willingly? Do you think the master will do so? ”

"Then you will increase the weight in his mind," the middle-aged man smiled: "Like my apprentice, it is impossible to let the county lord like you alone, you must know that even if it is your father, there are many other women around him in addition to a big kedun." ”

"You men......" Yuan Qi'er glared at him fiercely, feeling that he was smiling hatefully, "I have always treated us women as playthings," clenched his pink fists, "If I sit in the world, I will treat you men as playthings...... Your apprentice, who made him willing? The lord of this county can do whatever he wants, and he can't disobey it at all. ”

"It's childish." The middle-aged man smiled and shook his head.

At this time, the curtain of the door was lifted, and a petite figure entered. Yuan Qi'er glanced sideways, it was her personal maid Suomjiya, only to see her hurriedly come to her and bow in front of her and said, "County Lord, the second prince and the second prince have already ridden away, do you want to follow?" ”

"Go, of course you have to go," Yuan Qi'er stood up and muttered to herself in a low voice, "Yang Muyun, this time I won't let you run away from me again." He smiled at the middle-aged man, "Mr. Zhu, please sit here, I have something to go out." ”

"The county lord, please take care of yourself." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

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The night before dawn is the darkest and the coldest. Shen Rong stood at the head of the city, looking at the bonfire under the city that was dotted with stars like stars, his heart sank like a lead block, and his tightly knit brows did not stretch at all. He hadn't slept all night, and his eyes were bloodshot. He knew that as soon as the morning dawned, the last moment for himself and his five hundred soldiers would come.

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"My lord......" A tired and hoarse voice sounded in his ears, and he looked sideways at Zhu Yi. His robe was tattered, his body was stained with blood, and his hair was disheveled.

"Zhu Qianhu, haven't you rested?" Shen Rong tightened his clothes and said.

"After the first battle at dawn, it will be impossible to rest if you want to do it." The corners of Zhu Yi's mouth hooked up a trace of bitterness, "My lord, do you think Yang Muyun will ask for reinforcements?" ”

Shen Rong sighed deeply and did not speak.

It was a miracle that yesterday was able to repel the attack of the Urats, and can this miracle continue to this day? He glanced at the soldiers who were leaning on the top of the city and were tired and scarred and fell asleep, and an inexplicable sadness rose in his heart. Five thousand riders out of the customs, now four or five hundred, when the night fades, I am afraid that there will not be a single person left here, including myself.