In the Fengtian Hall of the Forbidden City, Zhu Qizhen summoned hundreds of civil and military officials to discuss the matter.

In front of the dragon chair in the main hall, the young emperor couldn't sit still, and paced back and forth on the imperial steps with his hands behind his back and frowning.

"Your Majesty," Kuang Kui, the secretary of the military department, said: "There are 12 guards in the city, as well as the men and horses of the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, adding up to no less than 100,000, which should ensure the safety of the Beijing Division." In addition, the garrison of the three battalions outside the city ......"

"Slap" Zhu Qizhen slapped the armrest of the dragon chair heavily, his sword eyebrows were upside down, and he couldn't hold back his anger anymore, "Do you still want to say this?" I just want to know, how did these Tartars come to the outskirts of Beijing, and so many garrisons on the border, are they all eating dry food? There are so many tartars, who are so bold that they don't even let out a fart and make a sound? I will cut off his head and copy his whole family......" The young emperor roared like thunder, and all the ministers under his rank hung their heads and said nothing.

After the emperor finished venting, the British public Zhang Fu came out and said: "Your Majesty, it's not too late to send someone to investigate this matter after the current crisis has passed, and the top priority now is how to retreat from the enemy!" ”

"What the British public says is very true," Cao Nai, a member of the Cabinet University, said, "I also hope that the emperor will select generals who will retreat from the enemy to ensure the safety of our capital." ”

Zhu Qizhen gasped, sat on the dragon chair, and said angrily: "The matter has come to this, who dares to go out of the city to defend against the enemy?" ”

As soon as the sound of "I" fell, all the ministers in the palace looked sideways, and a man with a majestic figure and a loud voice came out of the class and said: "Your Majesty, the ministers are willing to lead a military horse out of the city to defend against the enemy." ”

"Captain Jingyuan?" Zhu Qizhen said happily: "Okay, Aiqing will lead the troops out of the city, and I will personally go to the city to cheer for you!" ”

The rain gradually subsided, and the rushing and roaring water of the Aries River gradually calmed down.

Timur ordered his men to build a pontoon bridge over a gentle and narrow river, but fortunately they collected a lot of boats and cages along the way, and it was not difficult to build a pontoon bridge.

Timur stood on the slope by the river, looking at his subordinates who were busy building bridges, looking leisurely and complacent.

Yuan Qi'er rode a horse to his side, glanced at him, and said lightly: "It seems that you are not worried at all." ”

"What am I worried about?" The corners of Timur's mouth hooked slightly, but his eyes looked at the still rainy sky. In the air, a goshawk spreads its wings and soars in the wind and rain.

"You only have three thousand men," Yuan Qi'er said, "Aren't you afraid that if you delay for a long time, the Ming army will surround you when they hear your news?" ”

"Ming Army?" Ashi Timur sneered, "Okay! I'm afraid they won't come......," he patted the jewel-encrusted scabbard on his waist, "and I came in a hurry, my sword was not yet full of the blood of the Ming." ”

"You seem to be very confident," Yuan Qi'er had a smile in her eyes, "If a general like Yang Muyun came with troops, would you still be so calm?" ”

"What did you say?" Timur's stretched face suddenly tensed, and a fierce gaze flashed in his eyes.

"Am I wrong?" Yuan Qi'er said unhurriedly: "He alone injured dozens of warriors under you, like the Ming army is like him, I'm afraid you, the three thousand people, will not be able to return to the grassland." ”

A touch of anger appeared on Timur's face, he glared at Yuan Qi'er, and said with a smile: "Even if you are right? Even if the Ming people have excellent generals, they can only hide behind their long side walls, and will not penetrate deep into our grasslands. ”

Yuan Qi'er looked at him and didn't speak.

"Am I not right?" Ashi Timur said with some pride: "Their emperor grew up in the deep palace, and will no longer lead them to gallop in Mobei like his ancestors, in a few years, the side wall built by the Ming people with tens of millions of manpower will become a fragile fence, and I will lead the warriors on the grassland to sweep all ......."

"Then help the Er'er Jin family recover the capital and restore the Dayuan world?" The corners of Yuan Qi'er's eyes turned up slightly, and she looked at him with a hint of sarcasm and said, "At that time, Tokhtar can re-ascend the throne as the emperor of the Central Plains without sweating, what do you hope he will reward you?" ”

"You ......" Timur was choked and speechless for a while. In terms of verbal kung fu, he seems to never be able to compare to this little sister next to him.

"Do you have any ideas?" Yuan Qi'er glanced at him and said leisurely: "Don't forget, my father is just a child."

A courtier of the Jin family, can you still hope that the noble Great Khan will reward you with a piece of blue sky? ”

Timur had a bruise on his forehead, and a punch slammed into the side of the horse's neck under his crotch, causing the horse to let out a long neigh.

"One day, I will make the Pyros family the kings of the steppe," a blazing flame erupted from Timur's eyes, "Let the Poros family become history forever." ”

At this moment, a loud eagle's cry was heard in the air.

A goshawk circled down from the sky and landed firmly on the shoulder of Timur, who took a small wooden cylinder from its leg, opened the stopper, and poured out a roll of silk paper from it.

He unfolded it to take a look, and was overjoyed, and said to Yuan Qi'er: "Bai Yi'er has succeeded, he successfully passed through the defense line of the Ming army to the capital city......"

"General Beyer has always been known for leading troops quickly, accurately, and steadily, and this time it did not disappoint." Yuan Qi'er was also excited.

"Speaking of which, thanks to you," Timur turned his gaze to his sister, "if you hadn't taken the map of the Ming army's defense, General Baiyir would never have been able to march into Dadu so smoothly." ”

"But General Baiyier only has 5,000 people in his hands, and he can't last long under the capital, so we need to return to the grassland as soon as possible." Yuan Qi'er reminded him.

"I understand this," Timur's eyes shone brightly, "I didn't expect the Ming army to react so slowly, if this time it was not 5,000 people, but 100,000 iron horsemen, most of them would be able to fight down, and even the emperor of the Ming Dynasty would not want to escape from the palm of our hands." ”

"There will be this opportunity in the future," Yuan Qi'er smiled slightly, "I believe that the glory of our Rose family is coming." ”

The brother and sister looked at each other and smiled.

At this time, there was a sudden scream, and Yuan Qi'er's face changed color slightly, "He woke up......"

"Who? Yang Muyun? As soon as Timur finished speaking, Yuan Qi'er turned his horse's head and ran towards a carriage down the hillside.

Looking at her distant back, Timur shook his head with a wry smile, he had never seen his sister so out of shape, in his impression, his sister had loved men's clothing since she was a child, and she was stronger and wiser than men. But now...... He sighed, "A woman is a woman, even if she behaves like an iceberg, when she meets a man who makes her heart flutter, she will quickly turn into water......"

On the carriage, Yang Muyun's upper body was untied, Shakya Gyaltsen stared at the carved arrow inserted in Yang Muyun's shoulder, stretched out his hand to grasp the shaft of the arrow, gritted his teeth and pulled it out, and blood burst out......

Yang Muyun screamed wildly, kicked his legs hard, and fainted again.

"Muyun" and "Fujun" Chen Siyu and Zi Su were panicked and a little at a loss.

"Quickly, cover the wounds," Shakya Gyaltsen shouted to them, "Do you want to see his blood run out?" ”

Chen Siyu and Zi Su hurriedly held a white cloth to cover Yang Muyun's wounds, one covering his front shoulders and the other covering his back. After a period of panic, the blood from Yang Muyun's wound slowly stopped.

"This is ......" Chen Siyu touched a hard scab on his back, which was injured by the javelin thrown by the other party when Yang Muyun went to chase the assassin who assassinated Wang Ji in the southern capital a few months ago. As soon as the old wound healed and the new creation came, Chen Siyu suddenly felt a heartache, and tears couldn't stop falling down his cheeks. That day, it was also raining, and Yang Muyun was also in a coma like now, and she clearly remembered how she cleaned his wounds......

"Sister Chen, what's wrong with you?" Seeing her distracted look, Shisu couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, nothing." Chen Siyu stretched out his sleeves and wiped the tears on his cheeks.

"You're thinking about the past, aren't you?" Shiso feels the same way.

"Yang Gongzi's body is always scarred, which makes people uncomfortable." Chen Siyu said in a daze.

"Who's to say it isn't?" Zi Su sighed: "He was originally a Jinyi guard, and he always needs to handle cases, so he can't cut off the danger, but now that he has been transferred to the military department, he still ......" His nose was sour, and he couldn't say anything more.

A strong smell of medicine came to his nose, Shakya Gyaltsen walked in with a medicine jar, Shisu couldn't help but reach out and fan the end of his nose a few times, "Shi Ling'er, what kind of medicine is this, why does it taste so bitter?" ”

"This is a Tibetan specialty,"

Shakya Gyaltsen explained: "There are scopola, snow mountain jade lotus, lac worm ...... here."

"Okay, don't say it," Zi Su hurriedly interrupted him, "The bleeding from my husband's wound has stopped, you should take the medicine quickly!"

Shakya Gyaltsen stepped forward, and Shisu and Chen Siyu removed the blood-soaked white cloth, revealing a bloody wound.

Shakya Gyaltsen's eyes examined it carefully, and he took out a handful of black ointment from the jar with his hand and smeared it, and in the process of applying, Yang Muyun's body trembled slightly a few times, which made people's heartstrings tense.

"Is your medicine alright?" Shiso asked nervously.

Shakya Gyazan didn't answer, stretched out his hand to wipe the ointment on Yang Muyun's wound repeatedly, and then bandaged it, he was already sweating profusely. When everything was done, he let out a long breath.

"Alright," he wiped the sweat from his forehead, "if it's okay, change the medicine again in three days, and recuperate for a while, and it should be fine." ”

As soon as the curtain of the carriage of the "National Teacher" was lifted, Yuan Qi'er walked in, she glanced at Yang Muyun lying in the car, and saw that he was breathing evenly, and a trace of blood gradually appeared on his pale face, and his face showed a hint of relief, "Are you all done?" She turned her gaze to Shakya Gyaltsen and asked.

"Don't worry, Lord Yang is fine." Shakya Gyaltsen said.

"That's good," Yuan Qi'er nodded, "and when you cross the pontoon bridge later, you must help him well, so as not to touch his wound because of the bumps." ”

"Crossing the pontoon?" Zi Su stared at her with a pair of beautiful eyes, "Where are you going to take my husband?" ”

"You'll know when the time comes." Yuan Qi'er didn't want to say more to her, and turned around to leave.

"Wait," Zi Su stopped her, "My husband is seriously injured, and now he has just been bandaged, how can he stand the fatigue of running all the way......"

"Then you stay, and I will send someone to take care of him," Yuan Qi'er glanced at her, "If necessary, I will also send someone to escort you back to the capital." ”

"You ......," Shisu was furious, "he's my husband, why did you take him away?" ”

"Sister Zisu," Chen Siyu stepped forward and grabbed her, and whispered in her ear: "Don't worry, let's follow her first, and then make plans on the way." ”

"Mrs. Shisu," Shakya Gyaltsen also stepped forward to persuade, "Lord Yang is inconvenient to move, so you should obey the Yuan Jushi first!" ”

The corners of Yuan Qi'er's lips hooked, and she glanced at Shisu proudly. Shisu didn't argue anymore, just glanced at her fiercely.

Jingshi, Deshengmen.

Zhu Qizhen and the civil and military officials stood on the top of the city and looked out of the city, the cavalry of the Tartars retreated to the northeast like a gray wave, and the reinforcements of the Ming army in red armor poured towards the capital like red clouds.

"Your Majesty," Wang Zhen said excitedly to Zhu Qizhen: "You see that the Tartars have retreated, our Ming reinforcements have arrived, and we have won!" Raise your arms and shout, "Long live the emperor!" Long live the Ming Dynasty! Under his influence, the officers and soldiers on the city wall shouted together: "Long live the emperor and long live the Ming Dynasty" like a tsunami.

Zhu Qizhen's face was as gloomy as the dark clouds in the sky.

"Chengguo Gong," Zhu Qizhen's gaze glanced at Zhu Yong beside him, "You have followed Emperor Taizong to conquer Saibei many times, and you are very familiar with the Tartar military formation, you see" He pointed ahead, "How many Tartars are there?" ”

"Well......" Zhu Yong looked at it, pondered for a moment and said: "Back to the emperor, the minister has estimated that it should be less than 10,000 people." ”

"Less than 10,000?" Zhu Qizhen slapped the cyan bricks on the city wall, "Dare to go straight to my Jingshi City, they are too rampant, do they deceive me and no one?" He shouted to the civil and military officials behind him: "Spread my will, all the reinforcements will turn around for me, catch up with the cavalry of the Tartars, and don't let anyone escape." ”

"Your Majesty," Wang Zhen saw that the emperor's face was not good, and asked boldly: "They are all here to protect the emperor, how can they leave ...... again?"

"Protect your fart!" The young emperor rarely spoke violently, "If you don't catch up with it, those Tartars will run back to the grassland." "Flick your sleeves," shouted to me, and all of them shouted loudly, let them turn around and chase after them, kill a Tartar, and reward them with a hundred taels of silver. So saying, he ran down to the city......

"Your Majesty" Wang Zhen shouted and hurriedly followed.