Wang Yue galloped around the banner of the Chinese army, roaring loudly, repeating that he and Yang Yiqing had killed a Tartar. It's not that he doesn't want to rush out and take the lead in charging and killing the enemy.

The problem is that with his riding skills, it is estimated that he will not be able to run far before he will fall, and that is a big joke.

But that's enough.

The morale of the Ming army was like a rainbow, and they fought back desperately, and all of them became fierce tigers and wolves, and their fighting spirit was soaring. Wang Yue turned around, ran to Yang Yiqing's side, and restrained the war horse.

He glanced at it, and the old man was still proud, pointing to the front with one hand, although he didn't shout any slogans, but he was full of momentum.

is really worthy of being a pawn, this ability to pose is too admirable.

Wang Yue's eyes rolled wildly, looking lively, but the old man Yang Yiqing was angry.

"Little cub, help the old man! To save you, my old waist! ”

Only then did Wang Yue know that he dared to love this one because his waist was twisted and he couldn't move, and it was not a pose. Wang Yue hurriedly came over, stretched out his hand to support the old man, and it took a long time for Yang Yiqing to recover again, his forehead was full of cold sweat.

"Alas, old, really old!"

Yang Yiqing lamented, he didn't kill anyone, just now that Tartar rushed towards them. The back first let Feng Han's flying knife penetrate, and most of his life was gone.

Wang Yue struggled to stab out a sword, not to mention anything else, the sword of the Son of Heaven was really sharp enough, otherwise Wang Yue would not have the strength to penetrate the opponent's huge body.

Of course, Yang Yiqing threw out a sword and stabbed the other party's throat, which also helped Wang Yue a lot, otherwise Wang Yue's life would be gone. The price was that Yang Yiqing flashed his old waist and almost died.

Wang Yue exhaled and panted, and sneered: "I said Ministry, let's kill one Tartar, it's so hard, do you believe that in the Battle of Yingzhou, we will kill a dozen Tartars?" ”

Yang Yiqing rolled his eyelids, "Phew! In the first battle of Yingzhou, there were more than 8,000 true Tartars who died. The old man's subordinates participated in the collection of the corpse, how is it not clear? ”

"Then, how could the first emperor be willing to be slandered? He never thought that a prisoner sacrifice ceremony would be held, congratulations would be held to announce it to the world? Wang Yue was puzzled and said: "If this is the case, it is impossible for the courtiers to slander the first emperor!" ”

Yang Yiqing took a deep breath, thought for a long time, and shook his head helplessly, "The first emperor is too honest!" ”

Hearing this evaluation, Wang Yue almost sprayed.

The famous absurd emperor Zhengde is actually an honest man, isn't this to make people laugh off their big teeth?

But if you think about it carefully, even your own military exploits can be hacked, and Zhu Houzhao is also quite aggrieved.

"The first emperor doesn't have a henchman like you by his side, and of course, he also lacks the mainstay of an old man!" Yang Yiqing looked down at the battlefield and smiled like an old fox.

"Boy, you have to say two more good words for the old man, this time I will return to the capital with my military exploits! Break your wrists with Yang Tinghe! ”

Yang Yiqing was full of confidence, his smile was bright, and his old face was like a chrysanthemum in autumn, blooming proudly.

He did have reason to be happy.

At least this battle is not lost, and if you don't lose, you win.

With his military exploits, the prestige he has accumulated over the years, and the trust of the Son of Heaven, he is enough to make peace with Yang Ting.

For Yang Yiqing, what he is obsessed with is the chair of Shoufu, this Ming Dynasty, no one deserves to sit except him.

"Don't you feel sorry for your lordship?" Wang Yue said unceremoniously: "What are your combat exploits?" Is it powerless to deal with the mutiny, or is it afraid of the enemy? Believe it or not, I'll tell you all the facts, and let your old man be ruined! ”

Yang Yiqing was not afraid, laughed loudly, and almost flashed his waist again.

"Boy, don't fight with the old man. You are too young, such a big credit, as long as the old man carries it for you first. lest the seedlings be fostered. Don't worry, the old man will work for ten years at most, and then I will abdicate and make way for Xian, and I won't delay you! ”

Of course, this is true, but it can come out of the mouth of this old man, how much you owe and how much you owe and how much you owe and how much you owe it!

Do you have ten more years to live?

hasn't done the first assistant yet, it's like squatting in the pit to death! What do you think? Wang Yue is really too lazy to talk nonsense.

At this moment, the battle situation has become more and more inclined in the direction of the Ming army.

The five general soldiers desperately counterattacked, and from the direction of Zhenchuan Fort, they also killed a group of Ming troops, they were not many in number, but they were very brave, and the target was locked, it was the Tartar army.

Great Khan Buchi had to send his guards to meet him, but the other party did not retreat at all, and attacked wildly!

"Kill! The last time I let go of the little prince, this time I will make up for it! ”

The generals of the Ming army roared wildly, and the soldiers were murderous!

It's a big victory in Yingzhou again!

This is an elite soldier who has really participated in the battle, and is also the main force!

The five general soldiers, the soldiers of Zhenchuan Fort, and the elite of Zhang Yong's forbidden army, pounced on the three sides, and finally when the sun was about to set, the Mongols retreated.

60,000 households, 30,000 households on the right wing retreated first, followed by 30,000 households on the left wing.

The Ming army pursued for twenty miles, and finally won a big victory!

The battle is over.

It's time to count the results.

"Lord Qiqi Ministry, we have killed more than 3,800 Tartars and captured 8,000 war horses! And there were livestock, gongs and drums, tents, gold and silver! Great victory! What a victory! ”

Yang Yiqing's eyebrows suddenly fluttered, and he stroked his palms and laughed, "Okay, great!" The old man must take credit for you! ”

Wang Yue was also very happy, and he asked casually, "How about our losses?" How many soldiers were wounded and killed? ”

"This ...... If we return to Qincha, we will have more than 4,700 brothers killed in battle, and more than 2,000 slightly wounded. ”

Wang Yue's face suddenly changed color, is it a big victory to pay such a big price?

He was silent, but Yang Yiqing laughed, "Boy, one will be a success, you understand what this means, right?" If you can do this every time, ten times or eight times, there will be no side trouble. ”

Wang Yue had to admit that what the old man said was right.

The Ming people have many soldiers and can afford to consume them.

But because of this, it is not possible to really win, which makes people extremely depressed.

Yang Yiqing saw that he was in a low mood, so he didn't say anything, children just need to be honed. At this time, Zhang Yong also rushed over. The old eunuch was covered in coagulated blood and smelled disgusting.

When he saw Yang Yiqing and Wang Yue, he took the initiative to salute.

Yang Yiqing was frightened, "Father-in-law Zhang, you always came to help in person, and the servants were grateful." ”

Zhang Yong sighed, "The ministry has praised it falsely, our family is just a slave and maid, and we came here on orders!" It's Wang Butang who is worried. ”

Yang Yiqing also reacted, yes! Where is Wang Yangming?

It's not going to be an escape, is it?

"After Wang Butang conquered Yanghe Fort, he divided his troops with the slaves, and he led 3,000 people to attack the nest of the right wing of the Tartars, and wanted to give them a nest."

Yang Yiqing frowned, and took the initiative to attack the Tartars, and he also attacked the lair, which was something that he couldn't think of since the change of Tumu Fort.

Wang Yangming, this guy, is indeed a little bold, different from ordinary people.

"Father-in-law Zhang, I'm afraid the old man won't be able to find the Tartar's lair!"

Zhang Yongdao: "This is not difficult, the Tartars invaded the Ming Dynasty, and their Khan court also moved south to facilitate supplies." We are north of Yanghe Fort, and some Tartars have been captured, and we have asked where they are. It's just that our family is worried that Wang Butang will not be able to get out safely! ”

Yang Yiqing grabbed his beard and nodded, "Since Wang Butang has this courage, the old man thinks that he should be prepared, don't worry, right?" ”

This old guy didn't say it lightly, but he didn't watch out, Wang Yue was already standing behind him!

"Yang Butang, you immediately reorganize your army now and pursue the Tartars!" Wang Yue's eyes lit up and he said categorically.

Yang Yiqing hesitated, what are you kidding, he just had a hard fight, and the loss was so big, how could he pursue it?

"Win or lose! Must be pursued! Hold on to the tartars! Buy time for Yang Minggong! ”

Wang Yue roared loudly, Yang Yiqing subconsciously shook his head, and shouted: "Boy, Wang Shouren is your father?" I want you to fight for him! ”

Wang Yue gritted his teeth in anger, "Yang Yiqing! Let me tell you, if you can exterminate the Tartar Khan's court, the people at the border will not have to suffer from the war within ten years! You ask the big guy, are you willing to fight? ”

At this time, Zhang Yong unexpectedly stepped forward, "Yang Butang, Senator Wang is right, let the old slave be the striker and fight with the Tartar!" ”