Chapter 1144: You and I, Father and Son Have a Fight

Three days was a kind of torment for everyone in the Ming army outside the border. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

Although the Jin king did not approve of attacking Yunnan, because doing so would most likely be the same defeat as before. King Jin was really afraid, but what he was afraid of was not failure, but that the brothers who had followed him for many years would fall in the country one by one, and fall in front of his eyes one by one.

However, King Jin could not stop his subordinates' strong desire to return to China, and all he could do was to do his duty as commander and try his best to deploy what might be the last attack he personally commanded in his life.

Three days later, no good news came.

Looking at the generals gathered outside the tent, the king of Jin looked up to the sky and sighed, and gave the order to march.

Wu Sanxing and Zhang Guoyong had already gathered their men and horses to Taluo, and all the men who could still move, even the elderly and children in their families, were mobilized.

It was a desperate shock, and tens of thousands of people walked out of the dense forests outside the border and marched along the small roads to the north, where the homeland is located.

The men walked in front, armed with weapons, and the women and children followed, and there was nothing to worry about, because they had nothing in the first place.

Most of the Ming army's war horses were slaughtered, and the rest were also emaciated. There is nothing left for the people to eat, and where is there anything for the horses to eat? Just by feeding the grass every day, no matter how good the war horse is, it will be too thin. These horses can now only be used to carry the small amount of food that the Ming army has, and to be used as food.

The only thing that the whole team looks "majestic" is the three-headed war elephant, which is also the only three war elephants left. In the Battle of Hengzhou, these war elephants made great contributions, but now, there are only the last three left.

If it weren't for the flags in the ranks, and the swords and firearms in the hands of the soldiers, the entire Ming army would look more like fleeing refugees than an army.

Those soldiers who could not go north with the king of Jin because of the epidemic silently lay or leaned on the edge of the thatched hut. They watched the familiar figures disappear from front of them one by one, and saw the countless looking back eyes in the team.

Before setting off, King Jin ignored the dissuasion of King Gongchang and others, and insisted on coming to these quarantined infected soldiers, he had a lot to say to them, but in the end, he didn't say anything, silently turned around and moved forward step by step. Suddenly, he turned around and shouted at these dying soldiers: "If you don't die, you will definitely come back and take you home!" ”

Go home!

This is the belief of all people, and it is also the strength that sustains them to live.

They will go home, and even if they die, they will die on the land of their homeland.

Many soldiers talked to themselves as they walked, but no one thought they were crazy, because they carried the ashes of their comrades.

They had to go home not only themselves, but also their comrades.

At the end of the procession are several long spirit flags, and the living believe that with the guidance of these spirit flags, the souls of their dead relatives and comrades-in-arms will follow them, so that they will not get lost in this foreign land and become lonely ghosts.

The road home is not destined to be an easy road, and the hope of going home is so slim.

Even though they were ready to fight to the death, even if they were ready to sacrifice themselves, the soldiers were as depressed as their commanders.

No one is optimistic, for more than two years, the checkpoints on this border are like iron walls, cutting off their way back to China.

However, no one is negative, even if there is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire in front of them, as long as the King of Jin is by their side, they will rush forward without hesitation.

The king of Jin was making his last effort, and on the way to the border, wave after wave of messengers shuttled through the vast dense forest. They brought with them letters from the King of Jin to the guards of the Wu army on the border, as well as letters to Lin Tianqing, the governor of Yunnan. But to no avail.

After the ordeal, the Ming army finally reached the nearest prefecture of Kapok to Taluo, where there was an official road leading to Kunming.

A year ago, the King of Jin once led his troops to enter Yunnan to rescue Zhu Youlang, but what he received was Zhu Youlang's will to order him to withdraw from the army, and at the same time, Zhu Youlang's announcement to the Tusi everywhere that he Li Dingguo was not a loyal minister, but a traitor!

That time, King Jin was really desperate and fell ill again. If it weren't for the news that Nandu had been recovered by the Taiping Army, I am afraid that this hero would have fallen in a foreign land.

Before deciding to launch a strong attack, the king of Jin asked Wu San Province to send people into the city one last time, whether it was to persuade him to surrender or to plead. The king of Jin hoped that these Wu troops would see that they were also Han people and let them return to China.

The general of the Wu army stationed there was a close confidant of Lin Tianqing, the governor of Yunnan, and he wavered about Li Dingguo's request to enter the border, but in the end he refused, because he did not receive Lin Tianqing's order.

"Your Highness, let's fight!"

Wu Sanxing gritted his teeth and asked for battle, there was no way out, he wanted to personally lead people to rush the pass. Even if he dies in battle, he will die in the path of the charge.

"Your Highness, give the order!"

Zhang Guoyong, Zhao Desheng, Liu Jinzhong, Xu Dachuan and other generals also asked for battle.

Thousands of soldiers of the Ming army were watching the royal banner of His Royal Highness the King of Jin, waiting for His Royal Highness's order.

Bai Wenxuan, the king of Gongchang, walked to the side of King Jin and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, there is no miracle. ”

"yes, there are no miracles."

King Jin closed his eyes slightly, and after opening his eyes, the whole army received the order to attack.

"Kill!"

In order to boost morale, Wu Sanxing actually rushed to the front. The dignified general is actually a member of the death squad at this time.

"Kill! Return! ”

Thousands of Ming soldiers roared together and rushed towards the tall city wall. After the Wu army in the city panicked, they put on a posture to meet the battle.

A bow and crossbow, a pole of firearms, and a cannon were aimed at the charging Ming army, and they would reap the lives of each one after another when they gave an order.

"Si Xing, put on armor for me!"

With the help of his son Li Sixing, the King of Jin put on the iron armor he wore when he killed Nikan.

"Father, son with you!"

Li Sixing stood in front of his father with a knife, he was the son of the world, but he was also a member of the Ming army and an excellent general.

"Okay, you and my father and son have a good fight today!"

King Jin laughed, the long knife in his hand was unsheathed, and he shouted to the guards: "Follow me into the city!" ”

"We will live and die with His Highness, but now, it is not the time for His Highness to go into battle!"

A group of guards who have followed King Jin for many years tacitly blocked King Jin's way.

King Jin knew their intentions, and he felt a warmth, but he ordered his guards to get out of the way.

King Jin had a strong feeling that this battle would be the last battle he would fight in his life, so he wanted to go into battle himself, just as he personally jumped on his horse and beheaded Nikan under his horse.

Bai Wenxuan knew what Li Dingguo was going to do, and he did not dissuade him, but like Li Dingguo, he was determined to go into battle in person.