Chapter Ninety-Two: The Hunt

The enemy troops, who were hurrying along the valley, were suddenly in disarray, unable to take care of each other. The Mengyuan soldiers, who had been gaining momentum for a long time, made full use of the geographical advantages, or rode war horses, or held bows and crossbows, and quickly approached the target from all directions.

"Boom .........," "Boom .........," "Boom .........," and "Boom ........." several flowering bombs exploded one after another in the valley, blowing up the enemy troops who had fallen into the trap in a daze." Whoosh...""Whish...""Whish...""Whizz...""Whish...""Whish...", more than a hundred paces away, the archers rushed to pour a rain of arrows before their own cavalry entered the attack position. The world in the valley suddenly darkened, blurred, and then brightened and clear. Countless bewitching blood lights splashed at the place where the feather arrows fell, and in an instant, it seemed like ten thousand peach blossoms were in full bloom. Behind the scarlet sea of flowers, there was the mournful wail of the wounded, "Ah .........", "Ah .........", "Ah .........", "......... help", and the second round of arrow rain came again in an instant, drowning the wails in the boundless sea of blood.

"No. 7 gun position, No. 8 gun position, No. 9, look at my flag, take turns to fire..."Gong Bo, who joined the army, jumped on a rock excitedly and waved a bright triangular flag repeatedly. Under his command, more heavy bronze artillery was thrown into battle, raining various ammunition on the heads of their prey.

"Boom .........", "Boom .........", "Boom .........", "Boom ........." The orange flames flickered, and the black smoke rolled up the flesh and blood. A gunner quickly picked up a long mop and stuffed it into the chamber with horse urine. "Sneer........." The billowing white mist with the foul smell came out of the muzzle of the cannon, and the people around it smoky and exchanged.

"Mali, Mali, don't delay your efforts..."The Mongolian artillery commander waved a thick leather whip and hit the back of the Goryeo medicine filler, a blood mark. The beaten Goryeo loader did not dare to raise his hand to wipe his tears, and used a special wooden spoon to scoop a slow spoon from the powder keg beside him, and then leveled it with another wooden shovel, aiming it at the black standard line carved into the inside of the wooden spoon. Finally, the gunpowder is loaded into the chamber that has been cleaned with a mop.

The second gunner leaned over and scooped up a wooden rod with a disc on the end, poked through the muzzle, and repeatedly tamped the gunpowder. Before his work was over, the third gunner had already picked up a projectile and was ready to reload. The two had a slight conflict with each other, but it was quickly corrected under the whip. Black cast-iron projectiles were filled into the muzzle, and short twists were stuffed into the ignition holes behind the gun. The 4th and 5th gunners, under the command of the Mongol gunner, pushed the guns back into place with their shoulders. The igniter blew the moxa wool in his hand with his mouth and pressed it the fuse

"Boom .........", "Boom .........", "Boom .........", "Boom ........." Another round of shelling began, causing flesh and blood to splatter in the valley. Gong Bosui's voice rang out again followed by the sound of shelling, with irrepressible excitement, "No. 1 gun position, No. 2 gun position, No. 3 gun position look at my flag." Four, five, six ready ... Aim at the position of the commander of the enemy army under the mountain and open fire..."

"Fire...", "fire...", "fire...", the Mongolian artillery commanders repeated excitedly. Smash the third round of projectiles at the prey. The archer attaches the twelfth armor-piercing cone to the bow arm, raises it at an angle, and throws it towards a specific area. Suppressed by the long-range firepower of the Huai'an Army for months, tonight, they finally got the opportunity to raise their eyebrows. Therefore, one by one, they are eager to use up all the strength of their bodies, and they are never willing to hide their secrets.

The prey at the bottom of the valley were crushed by artillery and feathered arrows. Everyone scurried around with their heads in their hands, and when they gathered a little closer, they became the main targets of artillery and crossbows. Some of the remnants of the defeated army tried to turn around and break through towards the approach, but were firmly blocked by the light cavalry that had returned to their positions. Some of the outlaws raised their shields, intending to cut a bloody path from the front, while the Tanma Red Army under the command of Shalaban greeted them with bows and spears. Many were shot as hedgehogs during the charge, and many others were stabbed headlong into spears and stabbed into a sieve. The torches brought with them had limited brightness, and no one could count how many people had been killed in the valley. But the strong smell of blood overshadowed the burning smell of gunpowder and the evaporating stench of horse urine, which penetrated into people's nostrils one by one, and smoked people's internal organs and organs restless.

"......Woooo Woo woo woo woo ....................." At the highest point of the battlefield, another passionate horn sounded, announcing that the battle situation had begun to enter the palace closing stage. The Lingbei Mongol army Wanhu Hara led a thousand heavy armored cavalry and officially entered the attack position a hundred paces away from the enemy, and the three-foot spear blade reflected a dark red light.

"#¥%%&88...", someone in the prey's team shouted loudly in standard Mongolian. But no one cared what they said, and what they said was useless for the battle that was already doomed. The long lance was pressed flat and clinging to the horse's neck. The cavalry, wrapped in iron armor, began to accelerate, and the sharp spear blades turned into rows of combs. The prey, which had no chance to defend in formation, was quickly pushed down layer by layer by layer by comb, and was either stabbed to death or trampled to death, and the corpses were strewn all over the field.

"Oooh, oooh, oh" On the hillside, gunners and crossbowmen who had been given a chance to rest cheered for the heavy cavalry. Victory was in sight, and everyone was so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

"Cluck, cluck, cluck!" In the deafening cheers, the sound of the upper and lower teeth interlocking is unique. Daru of the Great Yuan Praetorian Guard was red and snowy, his face was pale, and his body was trembling like chaff.

The battle ended so quickly that he had not even had time to decide whether to kill himself immediately, and he had already seen the whole process of the destruction of his prey. There were tens of thousands of people, all dressed in his Praetorian Guard armor. At least thirty percent were killed on the spot, and the remaining seventy percent were completely frightened, dropped their weapons, and left them at the disposal of Tokto's men. And the ironclad heavy cavalry, who had won a great victory, did not want to capture them, and brandished a long cavalry spear, and picked them up one by one.

"You can't live if you do your own thing...", the Tanma Red Army Wanhu Shalaban, who was in charge of closely monitoring Xue Xue, shook his head, and there was no pity on his face. Don't always think that you are smart, when did your little tricks escape the eyes of the Prime Minister? His old man has been putting up with you for the sake of Dayuan. And you."

"Stop, stop... Don't kill it, stop it quickly..."Xue Xue, who had become a fish on the anvil, suddenly jumped up and grabbed Shalaban's neck with both hands, "Don't kill it, that's not the person of the Zhu butcher." The people of Zhu Butcher, even if they are defeated, will not be so wolf-bèi. Quick, stop, let's take off the order, stop quickly..."

"You're daydreaming......" Shalaban bent down sharply, gave Xue Xue a big back fall, and then shook his head with a sneer. Xue Xue is crazy, she must be crazy. They all lost so much that they even took off their pants, and they actually tried to lie and deceive people. It was not the Huai'an Army that was defeated, who were they if it wasn't the Huai'an Army? Within a radius of a few hundred miles, who else could cross the camp of the Praetorian Guard without obeying the orders of the prime minister?

"Stop... Stop, Lao Tzu orders you to stop. Lao Tzu ordered you to take Lao Tzu to see Totoh, ..."Xue Xue was thrown and her face was covered in blood, but she rolled on the ground like a beast and roared, "That's not Zhu Butcher, Zhu Butcher has nowhere to find so many Praetorian Guard clothes. There are only more than 5,000 brothers under Lao Tzu's command, and he can't give so many clothes to the Zhu butcher..."

"What did you say?" Shalaban shuddered in his heart and leaned over to pick up the snow from the ground. "They, who the hell are they?"

"I don't know, I don't know..."Xue Xue's words were marked with obvious crying. Red tears trickled down his dirty face. "You ask me, I ask who goes? Take me to Tokhta..."

"Let's go..."Shalaban dragged the snow and snow, striding towards the top of the mountain. He hoped that Xue Xue was lying, but reason told him that the other party might be telling the truth. The enemy army annihilated in the valley had at least a complete squad of 10,000 people, under the banner of the Praetorian Guard, and wore the uniform of the Praetorian Guard. And Xue Xue only has 5,000 soldiers in her hands, so it is impossible to make up so much baggage.

When they reached the top of the hill, the battle was over. Apart from the cries of the dying, nothing was heard in the valley. Satisfied with the desire for revenge, the heavy cavalry joined forces with the Tanma Red Army, the Mongol Army, and the Han Army to tear the still alive prey out from behind the rocks, behind the trunks of trees, and from the piles of corpses, and escorted them in groups to the surrounding mountain beams. The biggest prey, the commander of the enemy army tonight, along with his banners and guards, was wrapped and slowly escorted to the top of the mountain.

"Prime Minister, Xue Xue said" Shalaban slammed Xue Xue under the handsome banner of Totoku, and reported eagerly. However, he soon closed his mouth in surprise. The state of detachment is not right, the eyes are stiff, and the body is rickety. Relying entirely on the support of the soldiers behind him, he can barely maintain his standing. And the surrounding Li Hanqing, Tai Buhua and others are also depressed. There is not the slightest hint of excitement on anyone's face.

"Prime Minister, Prime Minister..."The Lingbei Mongolian Army Wanhu Clam, riding a war horse with its armor removed, rushed up along the mountain road. His face was covered with sweat, and the iron helmet on his head and the stainless steel plate armor on his body were gone.

"What's going on? Don't be surprised. Who is the person under the mountain? As the only person on the top of the mountain who still maintained his composure, Shalaban took the initiative to meet him, reaching out to grab the reins of the clam's warhorse.

"It's Yuekuochaer... "The clam rolled off its horse, stumbled and continued to run towards Toto. "Prime Minister, we've all been fooled. There are other people who collude with Zhu Butcher. He has your command."

"Nonsense. Yue Kuocha'er had already died at the hands of the Zhu butcher... Tonight, the prime minister eliminated Wu Liangmou, a fierce general under the command of Zhu Tuhu..."Li Hanqing, a confidant who escaped from the army, suddenly jumped up and roared loudly at the clams. He found someone else to pretend to be Yue Kuocha'er and tried to assassinate the prime minister. You go and kill him immediately. Don't let him go up the mountain. Quick, go now..."

"Yes—" The clam was stunned, turned around and left. This is the only way, kill Yue Kocha'er and all the captives tonight, and put the blame on Zhu Tuhu. As long as it is properly arranged, there will be no proof of death on the side of the court.

However, before he could climb on the horse's back again, the voice of detachment sounded behind him: "Stop, Hugh is messing around... This Prime Minister commands you not to mess around anymore..."

"Prime Minister..."Hala, Li Hanqing, Sha Laban, and the henchmen and generals who had taken off all knelt down and bowed deeply to Toto. If you don't kill Yue Kuocha'er, you have to give an account to the court. Coupled with the culpability of months of fruitless labor, it is enough to make everyone irreversible.

"Killing Kocha'er for a month will not help..."Pushing away the guards around him, Prime Minister Dayuan seemed to be completely relieved, and slowly sat on the ground. Knowing that Yue Kuo Cha'er has arrived nearby, and can mobilize him with the old man's arrow, how many people can there be? How many people know about tonight's battle plan? Could it be that the old man can still kill you and others together? Forget it, since they all want the old man's life, the old man gave it to them. Why bother with the thousands of forbidden brothers in the valley? …”

"Prime Minister? Except for Xue Xue, the other civil and military generals on the top of the mountain all knelt down and burst into tears. There is no doubt that every word of detachment is true. Xue Xue is not the only one who wants the prime minister to die, and the real mastermind behind tonight's disaster is hidden among them. And apart from killing them all, Tokhtar couldn't find any other way to block the news.

"That's fine—" Totoh shook his head slightly, smiling. Suddenly, like an old monk who has seen through the cold state of the world, there is no longer any wave in his eyes. "After the old man leaves, at least you can wait for the whole division to retreat. It won't drag you down too much, and it won't involve more people to come in..."

"Prime Minister, that Yue Kuochaer is a fake. It must have been someone sent by Zhu Butcher to fake it... It was him, it was he who sent someone to pretend to be Captain Yuekuochaer, and to attack the granary with the Praetorian Guards who had been captured earlier. Li Hanqing jumped up from the ground again, drew his sword, and ran down the mountain. The prime minister will take it a little, and the last general will go and kill him for you... Kill him, let's go back to Jinan, regroup, and wait for the imperial court order..."

"The last general knows what to do..."The Mongolian army Wanhu clam also jumped up and followed closely behind Li Hanqing. Killed Yue Kuochaer, led the army back to Jinan, and then supported his own army. In this way, as long as he does not obey the order, the court will not dare to force him to rebel. Drag it out for a while, and when the imperial court can't deal with the threat of the Zhu butcher, it will naturally be closed to tonight's matter...

"Stop, you two evil obstacles for the old man to stop...", however, Toto's reaction speed was no slower than the two of them. Suddenly pulled out the imperial golden knife from his waist and decisively crossed his neck, "You two take another step forward, and the old man will give you this life..."

"Prime Minister........." Li Hanqing and the clam staggered a few steps, turned around, and fell to the ground crying. Prime Minister Dayuan took off a look at the two of them, and slowly stuck the golden knife on the ground. "Don't kill any more, enough people have died tonight. That's the end of it... Zhu Butcher can even calculate Yue Kuocha'er, how can he not have a follow-up move? Without military rations, what you are going to do next is wishful thinking. ”

As soon as the words fell, another exclamation sounded on the mountainside. Immediately after, an orange light jumped up on the top of another hill a dozen or so away.

"It's the Yellow Flag Fort, the Yellow Flag Fort, the granary is on fire...", someone screamed and rushed to the point where the light started, and then stopped in despair. The distance was too far, and by the time they arrived, the food would have been burned to the ground. If you want to put out the fire, unless the tens of thousands of people around you have wings under their ribs.

"Boom..."A huge pillar of smoke rose into the air, and in an instant, the orange light turned into a huge torch, covering the surrounding mountains and valleys. It shines as brightly as day.

"It's Zhu Butcher... It's him... He had already made other arrangements..."Xue Xue screamed suddenly, not knowing whether it was joy or sorrow... Holding his head with both hands, he slowly squatted down. The "Broken Intestine Pill", which had been sandwiched between his fingers, fell to the ground, rolled down the hillside a few times, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

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