Zhu Houzhao Yanda Khan, showing a sneer: "Since I was not born, you have been a vassal to my Ming Dynasty, so as to get the support of my Ming Dynasty, defeat the Warat Department in the desert, and unify the desert...... After that, you repeatedly invaded the border towns of the Ming Dynasty, and you racked your brains when there was war and peace......"

"The Warats have created the Tumu Fort change, but, in my eyes, there is no difference between Warat and Tatar, for as long as I can remember, I know that one day, you and I will ...... Will hunt here, because ...... Everyone, since childhood, has said to me that I am the one who inherits the destiny of heaven, and I am the son of heaven in the future, but in my opinion, if it is only the inheritance of blood, what is the son of heaven, the son of heaven, should go on the horse to kill the thief chieftain, go down to the sea to capture the dragon, the foreign trouble, with your son Batu Mengke as the most, in the past ten years, I have studied the tactics of your Tatars countless times, again and again, to ponder the habits of your Tatar Batu Menke, even if it is your Tatar way of life, your diet, I have constantly tried, You have not been wronged in my hands today, and I am in your presence today because I have practiced riding and archery countless times, learned your Tatar language, drank your mare's milk wine, and exchanged it for countless times of blood and sweat. ”

Batu Mengke's hairs stood on end.

In this world, there is really a sentence, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves.

Batu Mengke couldn't help but snort coldly: "You Han people have said that if you become a king and lose a king, I will be defeated now, and I have no regrets!" ”

Zhu Houzhao smiled: "I know you will say this, I know you too well." You claim to be the bloodline of the Golden Family, and you call yourself the Emperor of the Great Yuan, but today, I want to tell you that your so-called Great Yuan died a hundred years ago, and today, you will die again, and you will never, there will be no hope of recovery! ”

There was a hint of pain and complexity on Batu Mengke's face.

He took a deep breath, decided to accept the reality, knelt down towards Zhu Houzhao, and kowtowed: "I am willing to attach the Ming Dynasty, and from now on, I will serve the Han Dynasty." ”

The Tatars have always been like this, and when they reached the end of their rope, they asked for attachment, and often the imperial court would confer on him official positions in order to restrain him.

The Ming Dynasty's policy towards the desert has always been like this.

Not for a woman's kindness.

But everyone knows that the Ming Dynasty can't control the desert at all, and if a group of people are killed, there will be a new leader who will rise from the desert and destroy a tribe, and there will also be a new tribe, which will become a big trouble in the pass.

Zhu Houzhao was expressionless: "You are wrong, I don't need you!" ”

"What?" Batu Mengke was stunned.

Zhu Houzhao said loudly: "You are not qualified to attach, Daming, and you don't need to be bound to the desert, now is different from the past, I came to the desert to ......"

The long knife was unsheathed, but at this moment, the tip of the knife flashed a trace of edge, and then, the edge swept through the silver light. This blade, like lightning, stabbed into the throat of Batu Mengke.

It seems that until now, he can't believe that he will die here today.

He felt the blade pierce his throat and smell death.

The severe pain made him spasm, and he subconsciously raised his hands, clutching the blade tightly, and the palms of his hands were dripping with blood.

Zhu Houzhao's blade twisted in his throat bone, and all of a sudden, blood mist spurted out, and blood gushed out like a spring.

Zhu Houzhao said: "You remember me, my name is Zhu Houzhao!" ”

Immediately, drawing the knife, the blood arrow sprayed on Zhu Houzhao's trouser legs, Zhu Houzhao raised the knife, and no longer paid attention to the Erjin Batu Mengke who fell in a pool of blood, turned his head, and saw countless Tatars looking at him in horror.

Call......

Finally...... Get what you want!

Zhu Houzhao raised his eyebrows, unable to hide his joy, he said left and right: "Cut off his head, sprinkle lime, take his hand, and ask the British Duke to go to the sky to comfort the ancestors and ancestors!" ”

As he spoke, the long knife was unsheathed, and after a few steps, the Tatars trembled and trembled.

They were terrified and despaired.

The golden bloodline has been cut off since then.

And they're just a bunch of poor prisoners.

It's that people are afraid of death, especially when they meet strong people who are stronger than them.

Zhu Houzhao had already jumped, turned over on his horse, and said sharply: "All the Tatars, their swords, cattle and horses, take them away, search out their dry food and horse feed, and then ...... Just let them go! ”

Only...... Let them go.

The Tatars looked at Zhu Houzhao in disbelief.

Zhu Houzhao was on his horse, and the Tatars looked at the young man in fear.

What Zhu Houzhao brought to them was fear.

The cavalrymen had already begun to move, leading cattle and horses, and did not even bother to search the Tatars and let them turn in their weapons and rations on their own.

As for what they will do and where they will go from here, it is clear that they will ...... It's their business.

Zhu Houzhao turned his head and suddenly remembered something.

got off the horse and found Liu Jin: "Liu Banban, this palace has killed seven more today, plus this son is only Jin Batu Mengke, it is eight, and now, how many Tartars have been killed in this palace." ”

Liu Jin was eating dried meat, with a smile on his face, and he was about to answer, but suddenly, the smile on his face gradually disappeared......

Then, Liu Jin's face changed from stiff to mournful, and the dried meat in her mouth also spit out, but she was silent.

"Probably...... Probably ......"

On Zhu Houzhao's face, anger began to rise.

"You forgot?"

"Slave maid...... Slave ......"

"You're just going to eat!" Zhu Houzhao was furious.

These numbers, he has to go back to Guannei and preach everywhere, this cow, he can blow it for a lifetime, especially in front of Fang Jifan's guy......

Can ...... now This guy ...... I forgot.

Zhu Houzhao was a little confused.

Along the way, he ransacked countless tribes, burned and killed all the way, there were too many numbers, his mind was in chaos, and he couldn't remember it clearly, I thought that Liu Jin remembered it anyway. But......

Zhu Houzhao was furious and rushed forward.

Liu Jin subconsciously fled, and was chased by Zhu Houzhao for half a mile before he was caught up, Liu Jin said with a sad face: "Your Highness, you listen to the slave maid's explanation......"

Zhu Houzhao was furious, pressed Liu Jin on the ground, and beat him hard: "Let you eat, let you remember to eat!" You brute, you can't do such a trivial thing, what do you want, do you remember it, do you remember it......

Liu Jin was beaten to the point that his face was completely untouched, and he choked up: "The slave and maid are dead." ”

Zhu Houzhao stood up angrily, and couldn't help kicking him: "Useless things, sooner or later you will be sold to Java." ”

He cursed and turned to leave.

Liu Jin patted her buttocks, her nose was blue and her face was swollen.

However, his wail just now was pretended, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was angry, and only by letting him relieve his hatred could this matter pass.

This beating is nothing.

Liu Jin has long been used to it.

Isn't it just a beating?

When I was in Poyang Lake, I was beaten like a sandbag by those water thieves?

Mere trifle.

He touched his swollen cheekbones, and there was a little pain, so he felt out the jerky, put it in his mouth and chewed it, and went to carry his iron pot and baggage as if it was nothing.

A group of Tatars were so easily let go by Zhu Houzhao.

The Tatars barely looked back to see the bones of Batumenk.

He is dead, and in the desert there may be a new master, but the Tatars are the ones who only look forward, because without looking forward, this harsh desert environment cannot allow them to survive.

They looked at Zhu Houzhao in awe, Zhu Houzhao was riding on a horse, and he looked angry, which made them afraid that this terrible killing god would change his mind.

Zhu Houzhao didn't care.

The more people there are on the grassland, the less food there is, and what will happen in the absence of a leader, it is almost conceivable.

After Batu Mengke, there will be no more Batu Mengke in this desert!

He dialed his horse: "Look again, if there are any Tatar tribes nearby!" ”

"Yes!"

The crowd responded.

………………

Fang Jifan followed the British Gong Zhang Mao's class, and it felt good to be lazy.

This is not that Fang Jifan is lazy, but that Fang Jifan is for the country and the people, and he knows that he lacks the ability to communicate with others, so he took the initiative to abdicate and make way for Xian.

I have enough children and grandchildren, and in this desert, I still have a grandson to worry about, and I don't know if that grandson is dead.

I hope he is still alive and still has the strength to make a pot of hot pot, only in this way, Xiao Zhu Xiucai, if he wants to come, can be safe and sound.

Thinking of Xiao Zhu Xiucai, Fang Jifan felt a little pain in his heart, poor child, it's okay to mess around in Beijing, this went to Guanwai, but it was not a place for him to mess around at will.

to the capital division.

Someone had already entered Beijing and reported the news, so Ouyang Zhi was ordered by the Son of Heaven to wait here early.

Seeing the mighty arrival of the armies, the arms of the British Gong Zhang Mao, bandaged like a pig's elbow, hung on his chest, but Fang Jifan was full of limbs and energetic in front of him.

Ouyang Zhi saw it, his eyes were red, first stepped forward, saluted to the British public Zhang Mao, and then came to Fang Jifan, bowed to the ground, knelt under Fang Jifan's horse, and shed tears on his clothes: "The student has seen the teacher, the teacher is in danger, the student is far away in Beijing, and he is very worried. ”

Fang Jifan saw that he was crying, and his heart softened, Ouyang Zhi deserved to be the softest piece in his heart, all the disciples were not enough to lift his shoes.

Fang Jifan got off the horse, came to Ouyang Zhi, and helped him up: "You are the most important thing for a teacher, today I see you coming to greet you, I am happy to be a teacher, tell you a little secret, don't tell people randomly, I am afraid that it is Liu Wenshan who will greet you for teachers and students, not you." ”

Distance......

There was a person named Liu Wenshan, who stood stunned, a little confused.