Seeing his surprised face, Leng Yifei said slowly: "Your life is in the hands of that Miao girl, she will not let others poison you first." So......" eyelids raised slightly, "the strength of that palm is not light, and your injuries should also be taken care of." ”

"I'm afraid I can't recover from this injury now," Yang Muyun smiled bitterly, "There is less than half an hour before the army will set off for the south, do you want Brother Leng to go with us?" ”

"So fast?" Leng Yifei's eyes moved, and he immediately knew what he meant, so he nodded his chin slightly, "What about Senior Sister Lin?" ”

"Miss Lin hasn't woken up yet," Yang Muyun muttered: "I can't stand the bumps, but the army is difficult to move, and she can't stay here......" said in a slurred manner, to let Leng Yifei make up his mind.

"Senior Sister Lin is like this because of you," Leng Yifei's gaze became cold, "If you leave her alone, I will never spare you." After saying that, he rubbed his shoulder and walked out of the tent.

"Why did you throw her to me?" Yang Muyun almost scolded, "Who am I again?" Is there a brother you do this? ”

......

Yang Muyun came out with Lin Mei'er on her back, she lay motionless on his shoulder, but there was a little blood on her pretty face.

"My lord," Mo Buyu brought a rope and looked at him, "Do you really want to tie you and Miss Lin together?" ”

"What's the?" Yang Muyun glanced at Leng Yifei, who was standing not far away, and scolded: "It's going to be a big bump right away, only by fixing her on my back can it be slightly better." ”

"My lord, then I'll be offended."

......

After tying it up, Yang Muyun pulled the rope with satisfaction, looking at Lin Mei'er's pretty sleeping face lying on her shoulder, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she seemed to be very unaccustomed to such a tie.

"Are the brethren ready?" Yang Muyun asked.

"They're just waiting for your order, my lord." Mo Buyu said respectfully.

"What about the pretending to be the prince's entourage? How is it handled? Yang Muyun then asked.

"The guy saw that the situation was not good, and he couldn't fake it anymore, so he grabbed a horse and tried to escape, but was shot down by a random arrow......" Mo Buyu said with foaming at the mouth and his voice was full of emotion.

"And what about the Tartar prince?" Yang Muyun asked again: "This time, we must be strictly guarded, and we can't let him abscond in disguise again." Otherwise......" he gestured with a gesture of cutting off his head.

"Don't worry, my lord," Mo Buyu patted his chest and packed the ticket, "even if my head falls off, he won't be able to run." He lowered his voice, "I tied him like a dumpling, and put it on my horse, so that there would be no leakage." ”

Yang Muyun frowned, but he could only think about it, sighed softly, turned around and prepared to get on the horse. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of Alexey, who was sitting on the ground not far away, with a depressed face, his eyes were empty, as if his soul had been captured.

"What is he doing sitting here?" Yang Muyun asked incomprehensibly.

"That Tartar prince doesn't want him anymore," Mo Buyu pouted, "he ruined the big matter of his master's escape, his master was so angry that he simply drove him away, he doesn't know what to do now?" I don't know where to go, so it's not appropriate for him to follow......"

"Hmm......" Yang Muyun turned around and walked towards Alexey, and hurriedly followed.

"Do you want to go home?" Yang Muyun came to Alexei and asked. He couldn't understand Chinese, so he hurriedly spoke to him again in Mongolian.

Alexei shook his head sluggishly and muttered a few words.

"My lord," Mo Buyu said, "he said that his hometown is in the Grand Duchy of Moscow, thousands of miles away, and that it would be a long, long walk to go back, and besides, his hometown has no relatives of his, so it is not interesting to go back." ”

"That's good," Yang Muyun said to Mo Buyu: "You ask him for me, if you want to follow me, if you want, follow me, I will never treat him badly." ”

"Yes," Mo Buyu relayed to Alexei in Mongolian.

Alexey's blue and empty eyes came alive, and he asked Mo Bu again in Mongolian, and after receiving an affirmative answer. He stood up with a cheer, "Poof-" knelt at Yang Muyun's feet, hugged Yang Muyun's boots and went to him

Kiss on the tip of the boot.

"What is he doing here?" Alexey's actions startled Yang Muyun.

Mo Buyu laughed a few times, scratched his brain and said, "I don't know, maybe this is their Russian etiquette, right?" ”

Yang Muyun didn't persuade him to say this, nor did he retract his feet, and watched Alexei finish this strange etiquette.

Alexey stood up, stroked Yang Muyun's chest and bowed deeply, and said a few words loudly. Mo Buyu swore to him that Yang Muyun had become his new master and that he would be a faithful servant.

"Well, it's a good ......" Yang Muyun nodded, looking at Mo Buyu, "You take him first, in addition, you have to teach him Chinese, otherwise I can't let you be a translator next to me." ”

"Yes, sir." Mo Bu said respectfully.

......

At the same time, the Ming army team left the camp quietly, the whole process was very quiet, the horses were bit, the hooves were wrapped with cotton cloth, and even everyone had a wooden stick in their mouths to avoid making a little noise.

Mo Buyu temporarily found a Ming army armor for Alexei to put on his body, but because his body was too large, the large military uniform that he had worked hard to find still looked tight and tight on him, so he had to make do.

Yang Muyun rode on the horse with Lin Mei'er on his back, trying to straighten her body as much as possible, so as not to make her feel uncomfortable in her sleep, Leng Yifei was also dressed as a Ming sergeant, and followed Yang Muyun closely.

More than 10,000 people lined up and moved slowly in the night, even the flags were put away.

From a distance, the Ming army camp is still full of lights, and there is nothing unusual.

In the night, a figure in the open field stood up, staggered towards the camp of Urat and Chahar, and after a few steps he fell to the ground, and then got up again...... I don't know how far I ran, how long I ran, and suddenly a feathered arrow broke the silence of the night with a scream, and a "poof" sound penetrated the man's body, and the man shook and fell again.

Two fast horses came running, and immediately the knight looked at the man who had fallen to the ground, leaned down and pulled him on horseback, and galloped in the direction of the camp.

......

The big tent in the middle of the camp was brightly lit, and Yuan Qi'er, Ashi Timur, Agadolji, and Bulta were arguing about something in the tent.

"It's better for us to divide our troops into four ways and surround the camp of the Ming people," said Agadorji, "and launch a surprise attack in the middle of the night, and take advantage of the chaos to rob the prince." ”

"After tonight's battle, the Ming people have to be on guard all night," Yuan Qi'er said coldly: "How can I give you another chance to sneak attack?" My uncle and I had already left the camp of the Ming army at that time, if you hadn't been one step late, how could you have been stopped by the Ming people? ”

"You ......" Agadorji was so angry that he couldn't speak, and it was not good for Yuan Qi'er to attack.

"Qizik," Timur said to Yuan Qi'er, "don't blame Your Highness No. 2 anymore, General Bulta and I didn't arrive in time. Speaking of which, we are all at fault. ”

Yuan Qi'er calmly made a pretty face and stopped talking.

"When they set off early tomorrow morning, if the distance is fast, they will be able to reach the mouth of the monolith when it gets dark," said Timur with a serious face: "At that time, they will enter the customs, and it will be difficult to save my uncle." ”

As soon as the words fell, there was silence in the tent.

"It's not good to move during the day, and tonight is the best chance to save the prince, but it's a pity that it's ......" Bulta slapped the arm of the chair, muttering remorse in her mouth.

"According to me, it is better to surround them with troops," Agadorji repeated in his old tune, "and if you don't let the prince go, you can't let them go." ”

"If it weren't for Uncle in their hands, we would have wiped them all out a long time ago," Yuan Qi'er sneered with a sneering face, "If you really surround them, will they dare to let Uncle go?" ”

"So what do you say?" Agadorji spread his hands and squeezed her, saying, "At this time tomorrow, the prince will be escorted to the realm of the Ming people, will you think of a way at that time?" ”

"Agadorji," Yuan Qi'er stood up suddenly, and a hint of anger flashed in her pretty eyes, "If you don't want to help, just take your 10,000 people back, it's not the birds on the same mountain, they will never fall anywhere, and we won't bother you Chaha about the affairs of the Rakites."

The Erren intervened. ”

Seeing that the two were about to quarrel again, Ashi Timur hurriedly got up and made peacemakers, "Qizik, they are all people from the grassland, why do you distinguish each other, you quarrel like this, do you let those Ming people see jokes?" Uncle is an important minister of the Khan's court, how can the Great Khan watch him fall, otherwise he would not let His Royal Highness bring 10,000 people...... "Seeing that the two of them were quiet, he coughed lightly and said: "We have forty or fifty thousand people here, and the Ming army only has more than 10,000 people, a few of us sit together, we must discuss a proper way to come......" Before the words were finished, a personal soldier entered the tent and said: "Dolangi is back......"

"Dolangi?" Agadorji's face was overjoyed, "Is he back?" Quick, bring in! ”

Dorangi was a disciple of Jeropa, disguised as a retinue of the fake Agadorji, and when King Sain Polo left the camp of the Ming army, he disguised himself as King Sain Polo and stayed in the camp of the Ming army.

Later, after the incident, he snatched a horse and tried to escape, but not far from the camp was shot down by a flurry of arrows, and he lay motionless on the ground and pretended to be dead. He saw the situation of the Ming army withdrawing at night, and as soon as the Ming army camp was empty, he got up and ran to the camp on his side.

When Dorangi, who was covered in flesh and blood, was carried in, he told the people in the tent a shocking news, the Ming army had withdrawn, and the current Ming army camp was empty.

Yuan Qi'er and the others were shocked by these words, and they hurriedly ran out of the camp tent to look southwest, only to see that the lights in the Ming army camp were still not extinguished, and they didn't look unusual.

"Hurry ......up," Agati Timur and Agadorji instructed their men, "send a trumpet quickly, tell everyone to get up, and kill the camp of the Ming." ”

......

The Turat and Chahar people, who had just fallen asleep, were recalled, and they reluctantly put on their armor, took up scimitars and bows and arrows, straddled their horses, and gathered in a neat procession and galloped towards the flickering Ming camp.

There were no guards in front of the camp gate, as if they had staged an empty plan for them.

Timur saw that his heart was tight, and he waved the hook and sickle in his hand to let his subordinates rush in.

It was silent, and sure enough, there was no one, and the flames of the campfire in the open space danced silently, as if to laugh at those who were late.

"Chase me ......" Ah Lost Timur blushed and just wanted to give an order, but was stopped by Yuan Qi'er.

"Second brother," Yuan Qi'er's eyes were like water, and his face was calm, "Dolangi explained that the army set off when he was a son," looked up at the sky, and the bright moonlight had been obscured by the clouds, "It should be almost the end of the Yin hour now, and a full two hours have passed, and they are all cavalry, and they will be able to reach Dushikou at the earliest tomorrow, and I am afraid that they will not be able to catch up." ”

"Then let them go like this," Timur's forehead bulged, "Uncle is still in their hands......

"I know," Yuan Qi'er looked stunned, "but we know too late, even if we rush over, we can only enter the city with a blank eye." ”

"Then we have to chase them," Timur said unwillingly, "Immortal God bless, we will definitely catch up with them before they enter the city......"

"......" Yuan Qi'er didn't speak, her eyes flashed, and she fell into deep thought.

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The morning light was faintly dew on the horizon, and the men and horses of the Ming army galloped all night, looking from a distance, like a red torrent surging southward.

"Lord Yu," Shi Heng immediately said, "Let's stop and rest for a while, the brothers are too tired." ”

"No," Yu Qian said with a resolute look on his face, and flatly refused, "The Tartars should know by now that we have withdrawn, and they will definitely speed up, once they catch us, the consequences are unpredictable." ”

"But......" Shi Heng's throat rolled, and it was difficult to say anything more. This time, their Datong army suffered heavy casualties, and there were only four or five thousand men left of the 20,000 horses, and most of them were wounded, and they were already exhausted after a night of jolting on the horses. Shi Heng couldn't bear it, so he came to ask Yu Qian for intercession.

"General Shi," Yu Qian said earnestly: "I know that the soldiers are very tired, but I, Yu Qian, are also very tired, this official is not as experienced as you, I am a civil official, and it is the first time to lead troops to fight." But I couldn't stop, and as soon as I stopped everyone's breath, it dispersed......"