Mao Mansion in Ye County, four days passed in the blink of an eye, Mao Wenlong stayed in Ye County for four days, and today it is time to leave for Yunzhou Mansion. All the muskets that had been escorted over had been loaded.

Outside the gate of Dongcheng, the 3,000 Dongjiang Army was ready to set off at any time, and Mao Wenlong and Hong Chengchou had also already got into the carriage. Just as he was about to give the order to set off, suddenly a fast horse came galloping in front of him.

The fast horse finally stopped next to Mao Wenlong's carriage, and the herald on horseback bowed his waist to deliver the secret report sent by Xu Fujuan.

When Mao Wenlong saw that it was actually sent by Xu Fujuan, he was immediately shocked and hurriedly opened it to watch.

After a while, Mao Wenlong laughed and said, "Yes, yes, Chen Jisheng's kid is still quite fast!" ”

As soon as Hong Chengchou heard the news from Chen Jisheng's side, he immediately pricked up his ears to listen.

Mao Wenlong didn't bother to explain, and directly stuffed the secret letter to him: "See for yourself." ”

Hong Chengchou rolled his eyes, but he didn't say much, took the secret letter and looked at it himself.

Mao Wenlong immediately ordered to set off, because Chen Jisheng and others were deep behind enemy lines, Mao Wenlong would not be able to contact them at all. In other words, now Mao Wenlong can only receive the news sent by Chen Jisheng, but Mao Wenlong can't send them any news here.

The messengers who delivered the letter had already retreated on their own, and the 3,000 Dongjiang troops began to set off slowly, heading towards Yunzhou Mansion.

After a long time, Hong Chengchou finished reading the secret letter, and he said with a smile: "It seems that Chen Jisheng's training methods are indeed effective, otherwise they would definitely not be able to go deep behind enemy lines, and they would have killed an entire tribe." ”

Mao Wenlong recalled at this time that when he was in Dongjiang Town, the Dongjiang Army at that time was really brave. This time, Chen Jisheng went with an army of 30,000, just to deal with a single tribe, Mao Wenlong didn't need to think much to know that Chen Jisheng must have an absolute advantage in terms of numbers.

And it is very likely that a raid was carried out in order to have the effect reported in the letter. If the two armies were to fight openly, and it was on other people's territory, it would be impossible for Chen Jisheng to win as easily as he is now.

"The effect will naturally be there, but it is not so fast, maybe wait until Huang Taiji withdraws his troops to rescue, and Chen Jisheng and they can still be safe and sound, and then the effect may be more accurate." Mao Wenlong was not optimistic.

Hong Chengchou didn't think so: "Actually, you don't have to worry too much at all, even if Chen Jisheng brought out 30,000 soldiers and horses this time, half of them can come back safely in the end, it can be regarded as a great joy." ”

More than 10,000 people were killed and wounded, but they were able to hone a real division of a hundred battles, which was completely worth it in Hong Chengchou's opinion.

Mao Wenlong's face twitched slightly, no matter how he said it, it was more than 10,000 lives, and he felt that he was still a big loss. The most important point is that it is still uncertain, how many people will be left when Chen Jisheng and them come back in the end?

"Well, it's all up to that kid's luck, and now I can't help them even if I want to." After Mao Wenlong sighed lightly, he closed his eyes and said no more.

Hong Chengchou glanced at him, and then stopped talking.

The carriage moved forward slowly, and soon left the boundary of Ye County, and began to enter Xuzhou, if there was no delay in the journey, then ten days later, Mao Wenlong and they could arrive at Yunzhou Mansion safely.

The green grassland is gone, replaced by a snow-white patch, and yesterday's heavy snowfall hid the original appearance of the grassland.

A war horse that spewed white gas in its closed mouth slowly crossed the horse with weak energy. The man tied to the back of the war horse was the tribal general who was ordered to be let go by Chen Jisheng.

His eyes were red, his lips were white and dry, and only one arm was able to move, and his legs were firmly tied to the horse's back with ropes. He threw his head back and poured a sip of water, only to find that the kettle was empty.

Trying to raise his head and look around, the tribal general found that his destination was not far away. According to his current physical condition, it is obvious that he is no longer able to go and inform Huang Taiji who is on an expedition.

The only thing he could do was to rush to the neighboring tribes as soon as possible, inform them of the Ming invasion, and have them send another person to inform Huang Taiji.

Seeing that there was still about three miles to go, but after a whole night of galloping, the war horse was dying at the moment and could no longer run.

The war horse is a thin old horse, and the cold weather and the lack of feeding cause the war horse to be unable to run anymore. And every time the tribal general delayed, he became more and more impatient. But he was helpless to rely on the war horse to move forward.

If he is unlucky, if the war horse falls here, maybe he will not even be able to notify the neighboring tribes, quickly prepare defenses, or simply move away.

"It's almost there, it's almost there." Due to excessive blood loss, the general at this moment has begun to be a little unconscious.

His only thought now was to inform the neighboring tribe of the enemy, and for this, he had to try to hold on to his breath and not let himself die like this.

But death came quietly, and he didn't give him time to reach the nearby tribe at all. The tribal general's eyes began to blur, and at this moment he had reached his limit.

Just when the tribal general thought that he was dying like this, he suddenly faintly heard the sound of horses' hooves, and when he used all his strength to look up, a smile jumped on his face.

Two Tatar men in front of him were galloping towards him on horseback, and it was clear that they had spotted an anomaly here.

When the two men saw the appearance of the tribal general, they were immediately shocked and urged the horses to approach again.

"What's wrong with you?" Older Tatar men question the dying tribal general.

"There is a Ming army, about 20,000 people, has quietly touched here, tell the leader of your tribe, and send someone to inform the Great Khan immediately......" As soon as the tribal general finished speaking, he died when he died.

After hearing this, the two Tatar men were full of doubts, and after looking at each other, the older man said to another person: "You go back now and report what this man said to the chief, and I will check whether there is really a Ming army coming." ”

The two quickly left their own way, one quickly returning to the tribe to tell the truth, and the other went to find out if the Ming army had really arrived.

Chen Jisheng was very comfortable, and in the morning the army set off after having a full meal again. The mutton soup that I just ate is still warming my body. The whole body is warm, and I don't feel any cold at all.

"Let's go!" Chen proudly raised his saber and ordered the whole army to follow the trail of the tribal general who deliberately let go, and advance mightily.