Hearing that Princess Zhezhe was back, all the Mongolian Tartars present were stunned, and the escape of Princess Zhezhe has become the biggest hot topic in Wengniute City in the past few days.

Especially the city lord, who is also the king of Onniut, Bayan Bushaer, father and son, are most anxious, they think that Princess Zhezhe is in the mouth of the tiger, and it must be more than lucky.

However, the marriage between their Urn Niu Special Department and the Manchu royal family is yellow, and if it wants to cause a war, what should be done about this matter?

When they were angry, they scolded: deserve, deserve it, take the blame for themselves, suffer for themselves, and blame others. What a good family affair, marrying the eldest son of the Qing Emperor, eating and wearing, may be able to mother the world in the future.

If there is really one day, their family will also be able to soar, and the lord of the Wengniute tribe will not fall into the hands of others, maybe in the future, he will be able to dominate the Mongolian steppe, like the ancestors Genghis Khan's father and son, across the battlefield, invincible in the world.

But this dead girl is just disobedient, she is obsessed, and she wants to run away from marriage. This is death, and it has been making itself dead! Should!

In the past few days, the father and son have mentioned Zhezhe, the princess who is not angry, and they will not be angry.

Now when they heard that Zhezhe had actually returned, they were a little incredulous, and said in unison, "Where is it?"

"After listening to the little one, the princess didn't come back alone, she came with a Ming army, they camped at the mouth of the old river more than thirty miles away, and the Ming army was playing under the banner of Linzi, and the number was about five or six hundred people......"

After listening to the words of the Mongolian Tatars, all the people present were stunned, there was still the Ming army?

Mongolia and the Ming Dynasty was originally a hostile relationship, more than 200 years, the war continued, and now Monan Mongolia has been subordinated to the Qing Dynasty, of course, the Ming Dynasty is regarded as an enemy.

However, I heard that only five or six hundred Ming troops came, and the deputy city lord Wen Keduo was a little disdainful.

The city lord Bayan Bushaer, father and son, knew that Lin Yi was coming, and they must have taken their Zhezhe as a hostage, otherwise they would not have brought such a few people.

"The surname Lin actually sent him to the door to find death!"

The root of the tooth that the father and son all hated hurt this time, and this time they will definitely have no return.

Last time, their father and son were holding back the fire in their stomachs, if it wasn't for Lin Yi's nosy business that day, they would have gotten Zhezhe back a long time ago, and there would be no trouble today.

"Gather the team, send troops to the old estuary, and kill these Nanban!"

As soon as the city lord gave the order, the men and horses of the Weng Niu Special Department began to gather, and the long horn sound resounded in the sky.

The Ongniut army now has a total of 5,000 men, all of whom are cavalry. The city lord gave an order, and took these 5,000 people out of the nest and came to the mouth of the old river.

Thirty or forty miles is basically an hour's journey for a war horse.

Therefore, 5,000 Mongol soldiers will soon appear in front of Lin Yi's battalion.

Lin Yi and the others had already received the report, and they had long expected it, as soon as a cannon rang out, Lin Yi and 500 men and horses were also lined up at the gate of the camp.

Under the flag gate in the middle, Lin Yi sat on a jujube red horse, bent the bow and inserted arrows behind the armor, with a waist knife under the armpit of the war horse, and the victory hook of the bird wing ring of the war horse hung with more than 60 catties of green dragon glaive knife, majestic.

There is Xiaoying on the left and Zhezhe on the right, and then there is Lin Yi's personal guards.

Although the lineup of 500 Ming troops is not large, they are all energetic, with bright armor and sharp knives and guns, and dazzling people's eyes in the sun.

The Mongols outnumbered them tenfold, and at this time, of course, the lineup was huge.

These Mongol iron horsemen wore the same clothes as the Manchu Qing and Dazi, and the weapons in their hands included broadswords, spears, and single knives, but everyone had bows and arrows stuck in their backs.

The two sides were two or three hundred meters apart, and the battlefield was opened.

Lin Yi could see at a glance that Zhezhe's father and brother were standing in the military camp opposite, and they had already dealt with each other.

Next to Bayanbushar's father and son, there was the deputy city lord Wen Keduo, and next to Wen Keduo stood his four brothers and three sons, all of whom had dark faces and gloomy faces, and they were not good people at first glance.

Zhezhe was not tied, and immediately next to Lin Yi, the snow-white Hada was blowing in his ears, with a bull ear sharp knife in his waist, and his white face was no different from usual.

Lin Yi is beautiful, handsome and majestic, Xiaoying and Zhezhe look very good together at Lin Yi's left and right stations.

"Shouldn't hostages be tied up? Stuffed with a cloth in your mouth? ”

The image of Zhezhe surprised these Mongolian Tartars, and after the eight of them looked at each other, they looked at each other tacitly, and then nodded knowingly.

I also think it's a little strange that the three of the city lord, father and son.

"Little Nanban, quickly release Zhezhe to me, otherwise you will have no place to die and be buried!" Bayan Bushaer, took off the big knife in his hand and pointed at Lin Yi and shouted loudly.

With his shout, his 5,000 men and horses were tense and aimed at Lin Yi's more than 500 people.

Lin Yi smiled indifferently, did not take out his sword, and said to the imposing Bayan Bushaer: "Your Excellency is the city lord, your affairs Zhezhe has been told everything, this time you are not here to fight, or to send Zhezhe, you are a guest from afar, you are not a hospitable way!"

The eldest prince Ali smiled contemptuously, "Lin Yi, don't be stinky, you are our enemy, and you still want to be a guest when you are dying, it's a pipe dream." Hurry up and put my sister Zhezhe back, one less cold hair will make you die an ugly death! ”

"You are the eldest prince Ali, right, you are all defeated under Lin, you have already tried a few days ago, why bother to say so much, besides, I will give Zhezhe to you unscathed, you have to at least thank me, right, smoke or not, tea or tea, I will give it to you as soon as I stare at it, I am scared Lin Yi? If that's the case, I'm going to change my mind, Zhezhe, it seems that your father and brother don't welcome you back, or forget it, how good it is to stay in Daming, I promise that you will eat and drink without worry, and you don't have to marry any Manchu Tartars, let's go. ”

Lin Yi said that he turned his horse's head and feet, and the strange thing was that Zhezhe didn't even object, which meant that everything was willing to obey Lin Yi's arrangement.

The eldest prince Ali and the second prince Muri Zabu were angry, Ali carried the big axe in his hand, and Muri Zabu shook the long single hammer in his hand, and the two of them were about to rush over with the soldiers.

"Wait!" The city lord Bayan Bushar rolled his eyes to stop his two sons, and took a few steps forward from the horse, "Lin Yi, you said that you are not here to fight today, what else do you have to do besides sending the little girl Zhezhe, you might as well talk about it." ”

What the city lord meant, what requirements and conditions, let Lin Yi mention it, but he didn't say it directly.

"After all, the city lord is the city lord, and he is more reasonable, since I am asked to speak, then I will say a few words. Zhezhe can stay and return to Zhao, but, I wonder, will your ruthless father kill her? ”

After Lin Yi finished speaking, Bayan Bushaer's face turned red, but as soon as he saw that Lin Yi really knew everything, he said calmly:

"This enemy has blatantly escaped from marriage, and has committed the crime of turning around, and killing her is also to blame, but now, this king has changed his mind, he will not kill her, and he should hand her over to our King Khan to deal with."

"Hahaha......" Lin Yi suddenly laughed out loud.

"Lin Yi, where did you come from to laugh?"

"I'm laughing at some people who have forgotten the wisdom and martial arts of their ancestors, and they are willing to send people under the fence, and they also want to give their own daughters to the enemy as concubines and slaves, in exchange for a temporary reluctance to steal An and Brother Sailing. Back then, Zhezhe's mother was ravaged to death by the Manchu Tartars, and how many Weng Niutes were poisoned by the Manchu Tartars? You can all endure this, and when you go underground in the next hundred years, how to meet your ancestors Genghis Khan and his son, I, Lin Yi, will be ashamed of you! ”

When Lin Yi said this, Zhezhe actually cried.

At this moment, Bayanbushal father and son couldn't stand it, they were humiliated by Lin Yi's insinuating words, they had a bloody impulse, they really wanted to kill, thinking of the heroic talents of their ancestors back then, and then looking at what they are doing now, they simply lost the face of their ancestors, Lin Yi scolded right.

Lin Yi watched secretly, and the expressions of the three of them felt that there was a door.

They just know what shame is, but they are afraid that those who are slaves don't even know shame, just like the unscrupulous literati Fan Wencheng, his wife has been occupied by others, and he is still giving advice to them, which is really the cheapest in the world!