Chapter Ninety-Three: The icing on the cake

The battle has reached this point, what is fought is the will, and the 30,000 pro-army troops around Zhu Biao are all from the pro-army Governor's Mansion, and they are all good hands in every aspect, and the same is true of Wang Baobao's department.

Just when the number of people on both sides was sharply reduced to only 30,000 people combined, suddenly there was the sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and Wang Baobao and Zhu Biao's hearts immediately lifted!

Liu Jin, who was holding a big shield, had the sharpest eyes, and suddenly cried to Zhu Biao: "It's our people, Your Highness, it's our people!" ”

Zhu Biao's cold face also bloomed with a smile, but he was not so surprised, as long as it was not the other party's people, the rear army had already completed the encirclement, even if there were no reinforcements, Zhu Biao was also victorious.

The morale of the Ming army was greatly boosted, but Wang Baobao's troops were directly defeated, and this reinforcement was the last straw that broke the camel's back, and Wang Baobao's more than 10,000 cavalry scattered and fled.

It's a pity that it's too late, no matter where they run now, it's a dead end, of course, sporadic fish that slip through the net are inevitable, and more than 10,000 people can be lucky, taking advantage of the fact that the main goal is not to escape alive.

There is no need for Zhu Biao's orders, everyone has already looked at Wang Baobao under the handsome banner. Anyone can run, but he can't, Lan Yuhe led ten thousand horses with the cooperation of the rear army, and besieged Wang Baobao and his only remaining 1,000 pro-army.

The rout troops scattered and fled outside were also captured and killed one by one, and the rest of Zhu Biao, who was fast and nimble enough, was in no mood to care anymore, the sixteen states of Yanyun had been recovered, and they had no choice but to flee back to the grassland.

Zhu Biao was relieved, he couldn't even get down right away, his legs and feet were already paralyzed by long-term tightness, and now when he relaxed, he was numb and painful, and he felt that his legs and feet were soft when he touched it, which was really sour.

The commander of the 10,000 horsemen walked under Zhu Biao's horse, knelt down on one knee and drank: "The last general, Zhou Dexing, see General Tiance!" ”

Zhu Biao calmly put away his sword and said, "Jiang Xiahou, get up, thanks to your timely arrival, I will thank you a lot." ”

Jiang Xiahou got up and said: "It's just icing on the cake, the general is like a god with soldiers, Wang Baobao is defeated in an instant, where does the last general dare to be greedy." ”

Zhu Biao glanced at Zhou Dexing and said, "According to Mu Ying's words, you should be able to arrive tomorrow, why did you come so soon?" ”

Zhou Dexing said: "The army is too slow, and the horses also need to rest, but the last general is worried that the national capital will be damaged, so he ordered the 40,000 troops to give up the horses, let the 10,000 elites ride five horses, and change the horses according to the hour, so that the horses can also be easier, and Rao is so that more than 30,000 war horses have fallen all the way." ”

Zhu Biao nodded with satisfaction, he didn't say anything, he dismounted, Zhou Dexing hurriedly walked up before Liu Jin and helped Zhu Biao, and Zhu Biao did not refuse.

Zhu Biao didn't have the heart to recruit Wang Baobao, such a character, if he didn't use it, he would be violent, and Zhu Biao himself wouldn't be able to sleep if he used it.

Walking outside the encirclement, Liu Bowen had already arranged for the military doctors of the rear army to rescue the wounded soldiers.

Zhu Biao walked all the way and didn't know how many corpses he had stepped over, his boots were dyed red, and every step was like stepping on the mud.

Zhu Biao sent someone to inform Chang Yuchun and asked him to concentrate on chasing and killing the Northern Yuan army, his side has been resolved, and he must do his best to reduce the remnants of the Northern Yuan army.

At this time, Zhu Biao dared to hear the noise in his ears, everyone was cursing loudly, and the same was true of the surrounded Wang Bao Ministry, and everyone's faces were full of madness.

The entire battlefield was full of resentment, everyone was eager to tear each other apart, and Zhu Biao did not order to prohibit the hustle and bustle.

By this time, the sanity of all the soldiers was on the verge of collapse, and they were now extremely dangerous, and only food and a safe environment could make them relax.

Zhu Biao instructed the Houjun to immediately find a clean place to start cooking, and there was no need to save grain and grass, and they must be fed.

Lan Yu and Quan Xu also walked to Zhu Biao's side, and the two of them also had their own injuries, especially Lan Yu, who had four or five arrows stuck in his body, but fortunately, his armor was also good enough, and the arrows only entered his body by a few inches.

Quan Xu was already crumbling, he personally commanded the pro-army to resist the charge of the iron cavalry head-on, and now the whole person seemed to have taken a bath in blood.

Zhu Biao glanced at the two of them and said, "Well done, both of you have worked hard." ”

The two of them glanced at each other, although they both had some lingering palpitations, but they also knew that they were finally completely accepted by the prince, and they were excited in their hearts.

The two of them pulled out the arrows with the help of the pro-army, gritted their teeth and took off their armor, their underwear was soaked with sweat and blood, Mu Ying came because of the rush, and she stayed behind Zhu Biao to convey the instructions, so the state was the best.

Mu Ying is confronting Wang Baobao, making them lay down their arms and surrender, and promises a lot, of course, both sides know that this is just a step, as for the best outcome, who knows?

Suddenly, the opposing army's formation separated, and a man rode his horse and said to Mu Ying: "This king Kuangkuo Timur wants to meet your prince of Nanming." ”

After Mu Ying glanced at this strange man in the world, she sent someone to invite Zhu Biao, and how to deal with this man had to be ordered by Zhu Biao.

After hearing the rumor, Zhu Biao didn't want to pay attention to it, but as if he thought of something, he left.

Zhu Biao walked to the front of the formation, kept a safe distance from the opponent's army, and then glanced at the heroic man and said: "The king of Henan has gone, what are you waiting for if you don't surrender?" ”

Wang Baobao laughed a few times, his Chinese language is not bad, after all, he has also lived in the Central Plains for a long time, and Confucian culture is also very popular among the Northern Yuan nobles.

Wang Baobao looked at Zhu Biao and said: "I really didn't expect that the prince of Nanming was so young, and sure enough, the hero was a young man, and this king was defeated today, but he had no intention of surviving." ”

Zhu Biao smiled and nodded: "It couldn't be better, if the strange man who is highly respected by my father and emperor surrenders like this, this palace will also be disappointed!" ”

Wang Baobao laughed a few times: "This king is dead, but there are still these brothers, please Your Highness raise your noble hand and give them a way to live!" ”

Zhu Biao shook his head and said: "You are dead, what are they, and why do they live, instead of staying humiliated, it is better to take them to Huangquan together!" ”

After listening to Zhu Biao's words, someone over there suddenly began to scold in Mongolian, and two more people walked out behind Wang Baobao, followed him with an excited face, and then looked at Zhu Biao in silence.

Zhu Biao's mind moved, Wang Baobao's relatives were left with his younger brother and sister, Zhu Biao took a closer look, the thin figure was indeed a bit like a woman.

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