Chapter 209: Both sides retreated

Zhang Zongzhou approached and whispered first: "Lord Wang, the various departments are already a little unstable. ”

He also raised his eyebrows first and said, "They dare." ”

Zhang Zongzhou said: "Lord Wang, although there is a big victory today, the casualties of all departments are not small, and they have already broken their muscles and bones. If the prince still urges them to work so hard, then the disaster of Xiao Wall will be in front of him. ”

also has its own arrogance.

For these people who are not convinced by their faces, Mingli sings praises and praises, and looks like he is willing to die for him, but secretly flies camp dogs. I don't know how many unspeakable tricks there are.

I couldn't look at them at first.

I think they might as well take off and not spend, at least take off and don't spend with him, although they are fighting in secret, but they know each other's attitudes and deal with each other.

But in the dark corner, he was unpredictable, but he didn't dare to show it, but pretended to be loyal, and he only felt disgusted at first.

Not to mention, many of these people are related to the Golden Family, and they are all potential enemies of Yexian.

I also attacked them a little bit more first.

Not to mention anything else, what attracted Cheng Guogong to be willing to get out of the customs step by step is a victory.

In the first contact with Maoerzhuang, Cheng Guogong won a big victory with more than 10,000 beheadings, while the loss of the tile spur side exceeded 20,000.

The 20,000 casualties were real, without a trace of moisture.

After all, although Cheng Guogong is a step worse than him, he is not a fool. I can't bear to let the child trap the wolf.

Most of these people are other Mongolian tribes.

Calculated carefully, the battle was fought so far, and there were not many casualties in the Tile Spur headquarters, but the total casualties of the other departments were also about thirty or forty thousand.

For the ministries, there are already some tribes that are overwhelmed, and even some tribes that are more ruthless first have been removed. Although there are still a few hundred people. But this point is to keep their pasture.

After they returned, their tribe's pastures were probably swallowed up by other tribes.

also forced people to this point first, do you really think that the people below will not rebel?

It was precisely when Zhang Zongzhou saw this that he persuaded him bitterly.

Although he was a little arrogant, he was not a person who couldn't listen to his words, he looked at the strict formation of the Ming army in front of him, and he also knew that even if he sent someone to attack the camp, there might not be any result.

It's just that he always wants to try more.

"Summons the order to collect the troops." He finally restrained his thoughts and said.

Another reason why he chose to collect troops first is that the people and horses of the Tile Spur Headquarters have also become tired soldiers.

The continuous battle was an unbearable burden for the Ming army, and it was not an easy thing for the tile spurs.

Zhang Zongzhou said: "The prince is wise. ”

Then under the setting sun, long and low

The sound of the horn came, and Boyan Timur, who was about to use his sword soldiers to force the tribes below to fight, breathed a sigh of relief in an instant.

He glanced up, and the Ming army formation not far away, although he was a little unwilling, he also felt a lot more relaxed, and there was no need to gnaw on this hard bone.

"Withdraw." Boyan Timur ordered.

As Boyan Timur retreated, so did the Assassin Governor.

It was also very decisive at first. As soon as the two armies withdrew, the large army began to turn, and the front army turned into the rear army, retreating little by little to the north. Of course, there were still tens of thousands of cavalry hidden in the Ming army's array, so when they retreated first, they were also very cautious.

lest it be exploited by the Ming army.

Seeing this, the Ming army also breathed a sigh of relief.

For Yang Hong, he didn't want to fight this battle either. Without him, the army that can really be used now, that is, these foot soldiers, the soldiers who have retired from the Beijing camp, naturally needless to say.

They just breathed a sigh of relief. Almost everyone has injuries, and many injuries may not be healed within a month or two. Almost all of these people lost their combat effectiveness.

Not to mention their morale. Extremely low.

And Yang Hong's department also fought for a day, fighting with the tile spur several times, and by this time, it was also quite tired.

After all, people are not fought with iron, and no one can withstand continuous and continuous fighting.

However, the Ming army withdrew, more cautious than the tile spur, they set up camp, stationed in the same place for the night, the next day after the dawn, slowly south, when retreating, but also a strict formation, ready to face the counterattack of the tile spur.

After all, the tile spurs are mostly cavalry. It's fairly easy to kill a back carbine.

It is more than 30 miles away from Yanghekou, but in these more than 30 miles, the army walked for a day. It is only in the evening that it is considered to enter the Yanghe mouth.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they got here.

At this moment, Yanghekou is actually still a passageway, and no checkpoints have been built, but there are many castles and beacon towers nearby, and everything is under the control of the Ming army.

Here, it is already impossible to suddenly transfer troops if you want to play anything first.

The various departments set up camp on the south side of Yanghekou.

Yang Hong and Wu Xing asked Cheng Guogong to write a report to His Majesty.

In the past, during the crisis, everyone couldn't remember this incident for a while. But now that it is safe, it is natural to give Beijing a response.

In any case, before Beijing dismissed Cheng Guogong from his position, although everyone knew that Cheng Guogong would definitely not have good fruit to eat this time.

In this case, the war report still has to be written by Cheng Guogong.

Cheng Guogong was silent for a moment and said, "No need to sign it, let's go to the book." ”

Wu Xing sneered and said, "That's fine." ”

Yang Hong still has some respect for Cheng Guogong, and he played it jointly, which contains Cheng Guogong

It's still possible to control one or two, but if they go to the book, it's hard to say what others say.

At that time, it is very likely to be unfavorable to Chengguo Gong.

However, Cheng Guogong had already spoken, and the others didn't say anything.

Each returned to his own camp and wrote a good book, and those who were qualified to give the emperor a direct copy were just a few high-ranking generals.

Yang Hong pondered for a moment, and he wrote out the facts one by one, without exaggeration or concealment.

As soon as Yang Hong finished writing, someone came to invite Yang Hong, but it was Cheng Guogong who summoned Yang Hong.

Yang Hong was secretly suspicious in his heart, and thought: "At this time, what is Cheng Guogong looking for me?" ”

At this juncture, although Yang Hong maintained the most basic respect for Cheng Guogong, he was unwilling to be too deeply involved with Cheng Guogong. It's just that Cheng Guogong asked to see him, and he couldn't go away.

When Yang Hong came to the big tent of Chengguo Gong, he immediately smelled a smell of lacquer, which was a letter that had just been written, which had been sealed with fire paint.

Cheng Guogong was wearing only a white single coat, and together with the all-white hair on his head, a sense of depression came to him. Yang Hong didn't know whether to sympathize with Cheng Guogong or not, he only needed to salute and say, "The last general will visit Guogong." ”

Cheng Guogong seemed to wake up suddenly, and said: "You came just in time, I have one thing, I am about to explain to you, I am now wearing a guilty body, it is not good to lead the army, and the sword seal given to me by His Majesty will be entrusted to you." ”

Yang Hong said: "How dare the last general, the prince of the country should wait for the order of the imperial court." ”

Cheng Guogong smiled and said, "What is there to wait for, is there any other way for me to go now?" Cheng Guogong gently stroked the Yitian Sword placed on the shelf, turned his back to Yang Hong and said: "You will forward your recital to Your Majesty, and when you have the opportunity to see Your Majesty, tell Your Majesty that the old minister has failed Your Majesty, and Your Majesty's kindness can only be repaid in the next life." ”

When Yang Hong heard this, he immediately had a bad premonition and said, "Guogong? ”

Cheng Guogong didn't seem to hear it, and with a "sigh", he pulled the sword out of its sheath. At this moment, the Heavenly Sword has undergone the baptism of the battlefield, and its luster seems to be a little dim. But that awe-inspiring murderous aura is much stronger than before.

A blade that has killed people has a completely different feeling from a blade that has not killed someone.

Cheng Guogong said: "Sure enough, it is a good sword, and it is not in vain to die under this sword." ”

Cheng Guogong has made up his mind, if it weren't for the concern about whether his subordinates can enter the customs, Cheng Guogong would have committed suicide a long time ago. At this moment, Cheng Guogong is reluctant to return to Beijing.

If he returns to Beijing, in the face of all kinds of criticism from the imperial court, it is better to die now.

Therefore, he moved extremely quickly, and almost at the same time that Yang Hong realized it, he had already wiped the Yitian Sword on his neck, and a stream of blood rushed up to the sky, sprinkled on the tent, and spurted out a line of blood.

The Yitian Sword is really a good sword, and the broken bones enter the throat, and there is no trace of resistance.