"What to do? What to do? ”

Yang Yiqing's old face turned green, his legs trembled involuntarily, and his eyes turned black for a while...... Or just pass out!

At this time, his wrists were clenched, his nails went deep into the flesh, and the pain made the old man feel excited, and he was finally not knocked down by the cruel reality!

"Ministry, if you fall at this time, your reputation and your old life will all be gone!"

"What if it doesn't fall?"

"Maybe you can die a heroic death!"

"You!"

Yang Yiqing almost wanted to strangle Wang Yue to death.

At this time, the five general soldiers had already surrounded them, their faces were ugly, their minds were uncertain, and they looked like a great disaster was coming.

"Ministry, what should I do? You're ordering! ”

Yang Yiqing's head was very empty, and he didn't know what to say.

Wang Yue found that it was not good, and it was better to make a wrong decision at this time than not to make a decision at all!

If you don't hurry up and come up with a way, the Ming army may collapse in the next second, and it's over!

"What is there to ask!" Wang Yue scolded, "You are all veterans, and it has only been a few years since Yingzhou's victory? I don't even know how to deal with the Tartars! As usual, let the infantry form a battle formation to resist the frontal attack of the Tartars, and then let the cavalry protect the flanks and rear. ”

Wang Yue even said loudly: "All the soldiers, listen, behind you is the Ming Dynasty, your fathers and fellow villagers, and your ancestors' tombs!" Yang Butang is here to watch you, as a Qincha, Wang is also here! I have the Son of Heaven Sword in my hand, and whoever dares to take a step back, I will kill whoever I want! If I retreat, you'll kill me!" ”

Ooh!

This is hard enough, and the big guy can't help but be shocked!

The five chief soldiers looked at Yang Yiqing stupidly, and said in their hearts, "Your old man is saying something!"

At this moment, Yang Yiqing finally calmed down.

For many years, he had forgotten that he had personally led the troops and attacked the Tartars! What's that like? Yang Yiqing couldn't remember, but he knew that if he retired today, or admitted defeat, he would really be ruined.

60,000 households, just 60,000 households!

"You've got a beard! Isn't it even as good as a child? Yang Yiqing suddenly pulled out his sword and shouted angrily: "Set up a formation for the old man, and fight hard for the old man!" With the old man to die with you, you won't lose! ”

Yang Yiqing made a generous statement, and a light shrouded the old man's body, sacred and solemn, full of determination.

Seeing it in the eyes of the five general soldiers, they faintly felt that something hot was surging in their bodies.

"Grandma's! Fight! ”

"There's a ministry here, what kind of tartars are you afraid of!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

These five people screamed and screamed, with the Ningxia general army as the vanguard, 8,000 soldiers, forming three phalanxes, the front was hard and Tartar, the general soldiers of the two towns of Ganzhou and Suzhou were the backup, and the general soldiers of the two towns of Xing'an and Guyuan led the cavalry to protect the two wings and the rear.

The Ming army battle array, the drums shook the sky, and the morale was like a rainbow.

Every soldier of the Ming army had a red face, a strong fighting spirit, and did not have the slightest timidity.

This is a very strange phenomenon, the people above are scared to death, but the people below are unaware...... In fact, for soldiers, there really aren't so many ghost thoughts.

Before the promotion, Yang Yiqing took down the silver hair, a heavy piece, very weighty, and now the governor and Qin Cha are watching, and no one is running away.

The big guys are not afraid, what else are they afraid of.

Anyway, it's this fate!

Wang Yue could feel the emotions in the army, in fact, the person who should be most grateful was the absurd son Zhengde...... I have to say that it was his persistence for more than ten years that allowed Wufu to regain a trace of dignity, and the first battle of Yingzhou gave the soldiers enough courage.

Although this momentum can't last long, it still works at the moment!

"Kill!"

The Mongols didn't let Wang Yue wait long, and the battle broke out all at once.

Wang Yue rode on horseback, trying to grasp the reins, and he had to do so, so the vibration from the earth made the war horse panic.

It was the shock of thousands of horses' hooves trampling.

Thrilling, heart-wrenching!

Having not experienced the devastation of the battlefield, and would never experience the feeling of almost suffocation, Wang Yue subconsciously raised his head to let himself breathe more easily.

When he looked up, he happened to see a battle line in the distance, and the Tartars and the Ming army collided together.

In a hurry, it was too late to prepare antlers, horses and other things, so he could only rely on the soldiers to hold on.

Wang Yue saw a man with his own eyes, knocked into the air by the Tartar cavalry, several meters high. Wang Yue didn't know if he would be able to live, or even if he would die......

"Boy, are you scared?" Yang Yiqing's voice sounded suddenly.

Wang Yue was shocked, "I'm afraid, what can I do if I'm afraid?" ”

Yang Yiqing took a deep breath. On the old face, a trace of helplessness welled up.

"Fight to the death, flesh and blood, parents, wives and children, farewell in the blink of an eye!" Yang Yiqing's voice was gloomy, desolate and sad, "At such a price, if you can seal your wife and son, the prince and the princess, maybe there are still people scrambling." But if it is to be a scholar of martial arts, a martial artist of civil dignity and inferiority, regard Kejia as the right way, and regard martial arts as an outlier...... Who is willing to work hard! ”

Wang Yue was shocked, he heard Yang Yiqing's helplessness.

That's right, this old guy is also helpless!

He told Wang Yue that after a few years of mixing in officialdom, he would understand that sooner or later he would be with him, and even with Yang Ting! Wang Yue thought it was the old guy's contempt for him, but now that he hears it, he is telling a fact, in this world, there are indeed no outstanding people, let alone anyone who is allowed to provoke the rules of thousands of years.

If you want to do something, if you want to change, you have to pay a price, a terrible price!

Wang Yue thought of Wang Yangming.

This all-round man in civil and military affairs, the top figure in governing the country and the country, was not rewarded and appointed for several years after the rebellion of King Ning was pacified, and he was pressed in Nanjing, and finally had to drag his crippled body to the southwest to quell the rebellion, and he spent his whole life of hard work!

My heart is bright!

This is Yang Minggong's last words.

So who is the darkness?

All along, Wang Yue didn't think about this. His greatest hope is for Jiajing to sit firmly on the dragon chair, and he can be prosperous and rich, and do whatever he wants...... But at the moment of life and death, doesn't it seem too shallow to think of something profound?

Yang Ming Gong!

I have given you the best chance, how will you descend from the sky and defeat the Tartars in one fell swoop and create a great victory that will shake the world?

For Wang Yangming, Wang Yue has always maintained blind trust, he will not disappoint!

But the question is, where are you, Yang Minggong?

……

The desolate and majestic Great Wall is like a giant dragon.

A majestic old general, leading his men and horses, hurried west.

The soldiers braved the bitter wind, regardless of fatigue, and worked tirelessly, towards the direction of Zhenchuan Fort.

Zhang Yong, on horseback, gritted his teeth.

He wanted to replace Wang Yangming so much, he was just a castration, and after the death of the first emperor, he had no hope. Being able to shroud in horse leather is already a blessing in the world.

Yang Minggong!

You are the pillar of the Ming Dynasty, what do you feel sorry for me Zhang Yong, a slave?

Risky and desperate things, you should leave it to me!

Even if I die in the grassland and there are no bones, it is not worth feeling sorry for.

But if you have a little mistake, who else can you entrust the nine sides of the Ming Dynasty?

Perhaps no one would have expected that a court master would be willing to die for a civil servant! Whether Wang Yangming is too powerful, or the mind is too charming, or both, no one can say clearly!

In the midst of the fierce battle, Wang Yue and Yang Yiqing did not wait for Wang Yangming, but waited for Zhang Yong!

The old eunuch silently drew his sword with a glittering cold light.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this knife slashed and killed two Tartars in Yingzhou with our family, and our family is going to kill twenty today!" Zhang Yong smiled.