Death brings anger and sadness at the same time, looking at the two corpses placed in the middle of the big tent, thinking of those people who died for themselves along the way, whether it was to protect themselves or those killers, in Zhu Biao's eyes, why kill! Zhu Biao couldn't help sighing, came to the front, sat on it, the thick fur, revealing a warmth, the fatigue up and down the body was even stronger, Lan Yu and the others stood on both sides.

"Sit down."

Zhu Biao's face showed a tired look, running all the way, always beware of killer attacks, almost never had a good night's sleep, even if he sat down, it was rare, people were bumpy on the horse, and people were like falling apart all day.

"General, how is the war on the borderlands?"

Lan Yu bowed and said: "Back to Your Highness, the old minister was ordered to lead the troops to conscript, but the Yuan cavalry avoided fighting, and only led the army to forcibly enter the grassland through the desert, but unfortunately he never found the opportunity to eliminate the remnants of the Northern Yuan in one fell swoop." ”

"That's it!" Zhu Biao nodded, "Has the general thought of a way?" ”

Lan Yu coughed, "Back to Your Highness, the wasteland area is too large, and I don't dare to rush into the army, so I sent a few spies before and after, but unfortunately there has been no news back, presumably by the other party." ”

"Hey!"

Zhu Biao sighed, he has seen dead people, too many people died in Hu Weiyong's case, the land outside the capital was completely stained red with blood, and the executioner in charge of the execution finally cut down to a soft hand, those people have always had little to do with Zhu Biao, this time is different, hundreds of people were escorted, and in the end there were less than a few dozen people left.

"Your Highness, you can rest assured, the old minister will do his best to eliminate the remnants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty and ensure the stability of the Ming border."

"There's General Lao."

On the wasteland, two fast horses galloped forward, their bodies almost on the horse's back, the sound of horses' hooves behind them, the sound of whirring wind and arrows flying past them made a sound, the two of them were dressed a little specially, wearing Yuanren costumes on their upper bodies, and stepping on their feet were the combat boots of the Ming border army.

"Go separately, and be sure to send the information to the general."

"Okay."

The war horse is left and right, and the Northern Yuan cavalry is chasing closer and closer, the opponent rides the war horse with amazing endurance, and is very accustomed to galloping on the grassland all year round.

"You chase over there, and I'll leave this person to me."

"Drive."

As the two separated in an instant, the camp behind them quickly divided left and right, and one person urged the war horse under his crotch again and again, the distance between the two sides became closer and closer, bending the bow and arrow, aiming at the eye slightly, and an arrow was sent out.

There was a burst of laughter, the body of the person in front of him shook, and an extra arrow appeared on his back, and the opponent shot the arrow directly into the air, using the arc when it fell.

"Young patriarch, good archery."

The man snorted coldly, kicked his feet, and the war horse under his crotch increased his speed again, in this case, the requirements for archery skills are extremely high, the speed of the opponent's movement, the flight time of the arrow in the air, and the wind speed can be affected, all of which must be judged at the moment when the arrow is issued.

The man on the horse clutched his hands with both hands, the arrow in his vest, as the blood flowed more and more, his vision began to blur, life kept passing, and at that moment there was only one thought in his heart, to continue running and buy time for his companions.

The war horse jerked, the whole person fell from the horse, a neigh, the four hooves of the war horse stopped suddenly, gasping for breath in the mouth, arching a few times with the mouth from time to time, hoping to wake up the unconscious master in this way.

"Soon, everybody will die here."

The young patriarch urged the horse to come to the front, and when the other party landed, his back hit the ground, the tip of the arrow passed through directly, and he returned quickly at a glance, and the entourage behind him kept waving the scimitar in his hand, and his mouth let out bursts of shouts, which was a unique way to welcome the return of heroes on the grassland.

"Let's go."

The two teams of cavalry converged, a gust of wind blew, and two more corpses were added to the wasteland, and one of them smiled and said, "Look at Lan Yu's other way!" ”

"Young Patriarch, the leaders of the three clans gathered today, and it should be to discuss the matter of sending troops."

"Why don't you wait for a while, it's not too late to send troops to fight it when Lan Yu is completely anxious."

The man next to him: "There is news that the first step of the plan has been completed, and Zhu Biao is dead." ”

"Then you should wait, wait for Lan Yu to really rebel, no, I have to go back and persuade my father." After saying that, he urged the war horse, and under the sunset, the shadow became smaller and smaller until it disappeared.

A burst of laughter came, deep in the grassland, the camp tents were lined up, and with the sound of the horsewhip, the sheep returned one after another, this is where the Yuanren tribe is located, and the scale is indeed not small.

Laughter came from the largest tent in the middle, fragrant meat, boiled milk wine, the leaders of the three major tribes on the grassland gathered, and the person sitting in the middle position, who was over forty years old, with a burly body and a ruddy face, raised his glass and said: "To the two brothers." ”

"Please."

The mellow wine was drunk, and the person on the left said: "The imperial decree has arrived, and I have ordered my three major tribes to send troops at the same time, what do you think of it?" "Although the Great Yuan Dynasty was replaced by Zhu Yuanzhang's Ming Dynasty and returned to the desert to establish the imperial court, he still called himself the emperor, in the eyes of the three people, those are just false names, and the real strength is in the hands of the three major tribes.

"Good for us?"

"Invade the Central Plains, and enjoy endless wine, women, and money."

With a cold snort, the clan leader sitting in the middle said: "We all have those things here, isn't the lesson of the ancestors enough!" We are destined to stay on the steppe and live from it for generations. ”

The person on the left smiled: "Having said that, the hatred of the ancestors must not be forgotten, how many of our clansmen Lan Yu killed, I'm afraid that even the last blood will make people lose it." ”

"Fart, you're the bastard."

The two of them stood up almost at the same time, and as the leader of the clan, they had a hot temper, and the person on the right hurriedly got up, "Why bother, now that the emperor's mandate has arrived, it's time to make a decision." ”

Two cold snorts, the person on the left arched his hand and said: "Keep this breath and go to the battlefield, who is the hero and who is the seed!" ”

"Okay."

"Today, the three major tribes are allied in blood and send troops together."

The wine glass is raised, the tribes on this grassland are extremely warlike, and the wildness is completely integrated into the blood, how many years have passed, the Central Plains Dynasty has changed, and it has never been able to completely solve the threat of the nomadic tribes in the border areas, especially in the Song Dynasty, the Western Xia, Dajin, and Daliao have marched into the army year after year, forcing the Great Song Dynasty to only pay tribute and sue for peace.

"Father."

The curtain suddenly opened, and a person walked in from the outside, with a strong body and bright eyes, "Tai'er, I haven't come here to see the two patriarchs." ”

The man was also obedient, and took a few steps forward and knelt down to salute, "Walktai has seen two uncles. ”

"Good boy, it's so big in a blink of an eye."

"Young hero, it's up to you on the grassland in the future."

The two of them praised again and again, but Walketai disagreed, "Father, but you want to send troops to attack the Ming camp?" ”

"Yes, Zhu Biao is dead, the Ming camp is bound to be in chaos, and this is the best time to enter the army."

"The child thinks that it is not appropriate to send troops at this time, whether to win or not to win is not good for my tribe, if Lan Yu is really opposed, Zhu Yuanzhang will inevitably mobilize the main force to fight a decisive battle with him, and then the soldiers will be in trouble, try to ask who else can stop my iron cavalry."

The person on the left smiled: "My nephew is always young, although Zhu Biao is dead, Lan Yu may not dare to rebel, once he loses the battle, Zhu Yuanzhang will never spare Lan Yu lightly, only at that time, Lan Yu will make up his mind to raise an army and rebel." ”

"Uncle, have you forgotten that the big defeat three years ago failed, even if the power of the three clans is not the elite opponent of the Ming Dynasty." After Walketai finished speaking, the face of the person on the left sank, and he was mentioned to the sore spot, if it weren't for his sake, he would have started to teach this stinky kid a good lesson at this moment.

"At this time and that time, Lan Yu is thinking about how to explain to Zhu Yuanzhang at this time, the three clans work together, although there is a shortage of troops, use the advantage of cavalry to suddenly attack, and then the Ming camp will be in chaos, and there is only one way to lose."

"Yes, Lan Yu's biggest mistake is to enter the desert, once defeated, the desert will become a nightmare for the Ming army."

"If Lan Yu's soldiers and horses are killed and injured too much, Zhu Yuanzhang can solve this crisis without much effort, how to attack the Central Plains then?" Walkertai looked at the two of them, and at this moment he was still trying to persuade the three people in the big tent to change their minds.

"Zhu Yuanzhang is old, and now he is just relying on Yu Wei to play his trick of killing, the Ming border army is dead, and the rest are vulnerable."

"Okay, gather the young people in the clan immediately, and set off immediately after dark."

"Father."

"Don't say it, you stay in the clan."