Zhang Ru didn't believe this lean general, he didn't want the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty to give away his life in vain, and in the end, like Tu Hu, he was almost charged with losing his territory.

The lean man named Shi Lei, who had been resting in Guancheng until he asked Yang Rong to ask for support, Zhang Rucai took people to leave Yajiao Mountain Guancheng, and the time was already three days later.

Wang Zhou's Soaring Cloud rode back and forth without a trace, and there was no news back for the time being.

However, after Batu returned with his tail between his legs, Batu Munch was furious when he saw that his son had fled with 10,000 men, but 3,000 people were furious.

In his impression, the Ming people have always been timid and cowardly, not to mention 10,000 iron horsemen, even 3,000 men and horses are enough to scare the defenders of Yajiao Mountain into not daring to come out.

However, Batu, the eldest son of the Tatar Khan, who had never been pleased with this five-short but strategic, parted and led 10,000 men to attack the 3,000-strong Yajiao Mountain.

There were about a dozen people kneeling outside the Golden Horde, and Batu was at the front, surrounded by the leaders of his tribe.

They had been kneeling for a day, and the water had not yet entered, but they did not dare to move, for the little old man in the king's tent had not yet spoken.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a somewhat gloomy gaze walked out, his figure was different from most Tatar warriors, the other warriors were strong, only him, bloated.

Seeing this person, a flash of hope flashed in Batu's eyes, and he was about to open his mouth, but he saw that the man glanced at him, and then the person's voice came into his ears: "Taiji, don't speak, the Great Khan is in anger." ”

Batu could only nod in resignation, and then the man raised his voice: "Tuluborot, you useless thing, how did I give birth to a beast like you." So many sons were killed, and you fled back alone, what kind of warrior are you? I will not give you another soldier, take your men, and give this king back a little bit of the humiliation you suffered from the Ming people. Don't come to see me until you hear the good news. ”

The man was speaking in the tone of Batu Munch, so after listening to this, Batu Bili stood up and turned around and left the king's tent without looking back.

After Batu left, the man with a gloomy face opened the tent and walked in, the ground of the king's tent was covered with a thick woolen blanket, and two huge screens were placed on the left and right.

A very quaint table seemed to be a little out of place with the graceful and rich royal tent, which was the spoils of Batumunk's first battle, and had been placed in his royal tent since he became the Great Khan.

On the soft cashmere blanket, Batumunk was laughing at a scantily clad woman in her thirties, and when the gloomy-looking man entered, the woman happened to smile and stuff a peeled grape into Batumunk's mouth.

"Oh, Anda, you're back, come on, let's have a drink together." Batumunk greeted the gloomy man in Tatar fluently. (The Tatar language here is actually a language similar to Mongolian.)

The gloomy-faced man smiled ugly and stammered in Tatar, "Well. Anda, the enemy is now, you better enjoy this stunner! I. Go out first and wait for you. After I'm done, I'll do it again. Come back. ”

Batu Munch waved his hand again and again, and the man with a short figure said very boldly: "No, no, no, you are my Anda, in the words of your Mingren, you are my father-in-law, and you have saved my life." There are good things to share with you. This woman is very good, and if Anda likes it too, they can play together. ”

A strange color in the woman's eyes escaped Batumunk's eyes, but not the eyes of the gloomy-looking man. He said quietly: "I am a Ming person, we don't have this habit." If Anda is happy, it would be nice to send me a few pure Tartar girls. ”

Batumunk hugged the woman's hand tightly, and it could be seen that this very rude-looking man still liked the woman in his arms.

He laughed when he heard this: "That's right, your favorite virgin who doesn't know anything." The following matters are troublesome for Anda to deal with first, and tonight, there will be four beautiful prairie girls to relieve Anda's fatigue. ”

The gloomy-faced man suddenly knelt on one knee and stroked his chest with one hand: "My subordinates have a reluctant request, please sweat it out." ”

Batu Munch's face sank: "Anda wants to persuade this king not to attack the Ming Kingdom again?" Anything else can be won. Anda, you were abandoned by the Ming people, why are you still thinking about helping the Ming people? Those weak chicks, the iron horsemen of my Mongol Empire, will definitely be able to kill. ”

The man kneeling on the ground shook one hand behind his back, then bowed his head and said, "It's not a matter of this, it's just that the Great Khan can afford it and take it in." But the Great Khan took a bite of Anda and spread it out, for fear that it would damage the prestige of the Great Khan, and the word Anda was better called in private. ”

Batu Munch was a little surprised and asked, "You don't like this title?" ”

The man on the ground said firmly: "It's not that I don't like it, it's just that I'm afraid that the people under the Great Khan will have opinions. I heard that many people have already taken in Dahan? The day was dissatisfied, and the day could not let the Great Khan lose his prestige. ”

Batumunk laughed: "Okay! Although the prestige of this king will not change when you appear, but? Since Japan has this request, if this king does not agree, it will be a little unkind. You go down first! If there is something, this king will call you. ”

After all the idlers left, Batu Munch's face became serious, he gently pushed the woman in his arms, his big hand rubbed a certain plumpness, his brows furrowed, and he muttered: "Day, what are you from?" Are you really a down-and-out martial artist who was killed by the wealthy clan of the Ming Kingdom? ”

The woman in his arms was made coquettish by him, and said with a smile: "Da Khan, don't think so much, it's not early, let's sleep!" ”

Batu Munch's face turned pale: "Mandu Hai, this king told you, don't disturb this king's thoughts when this king is thinking." If there is a next time, you will see your twelve-year-old nephew in the vanguard of my Chahar. ”

The woman's body trembled, and she knelt on the cashmere blanket and couldn't stop pleading: "The Great Khan spares his life, the Great Khan spares his life, Manduhai will never dare anymore." ”

Batu Munch smiled evilly, and the whole person lay on Manduhai's body, and his voice was low: "It's good if you don't dare, if you weren't reluctant to be a stunner, your little nephew who always looks at this king with hatred, this king would have been killed a long time ago." Hmph, raising tigers is not the style of this king. That little cub is getting older and more ambitious now, you'd better let him restrain himself, otherwise, he will die on the border of this Ming Kingdom. ”

Manduhai's face was flushed, and his voice was like a gnat: "I'll tell him." ”

For the sake of his nephew, Manduhai had to bear the humiliation of this beast, but this beast was very clever and would let her leave if it was a matter of confidentiality. So what she can rely on now is this body that makes Batumunk still pity.

No one saw that in the darkness, a figure lay quietly on the top of the king's tent, like a dormant cheetah.

Fortunately, this man did not have the idea of tearing the king's tent and killing Batumunk, otherwise, he was afraid that the march of the 300,000 Tatar army would soon become a farce because of Batumunk's death.

The black shadow did not leave until the early hours of the morning, at this time, it was the time when the king's tent guards changed guards, and it was also the time when the guards were the most lax, and the black shadow turned around and soon got into a very inconspicuous tent in the northeast corner.

Judging from the man's posture, this man's kung fu is not low, and judging from his familiarity with the barracks, this person must be someone from inside the Tatars.

The black shadow returned to the tent, and the black scarf on his face was dead, revealing the face of a gloomy owl.

He picked up the oil lamp in the tent, then walked to a bed full of Han style, lifted the bed board with force, reached out and grabbed two men in black who had their mouths covered and their hands and feet tied.

He made a silent gesture and said in skilled Chinese: "I can let you speak, but you can't shout." ”

The two men in black glanced at each other, and finally, nodded hesitantly.

Be called? The yin owl man of the day took out the wool stuffed in one of the mouths, and the man spat a few mouthfuls of saliva and stared at it with hatred? Day: "Traitor, traitor!" ”

Ri took out a fire-painted letter from his bosom: "You can give this thing to the supreme commander this time, and if possible, it is best to give it to Lord Zhang, the governor of the nine sides." You may not want your life, but this letter must not be missed. ”

The man looked at it hesitantly? Day: "What do you mean?" ”

Ri said lightly: "Don't ask me about my identity, and don't ask me why, as long as you hand over this letter, someone above will naturally know my identity." Tomorrow morning, I will take you out of the barracks, but the war horses cannot be given to you, this is eighty miles from Datong, and you must rely on a pair of legs to deliver the letter before the army leaves. ”

The man in black who could speak froze, and the other man in black whined.

The day got the wool out of his mouth: "Say what you have, eat something and rest, tomorrow will be very tired." ”

"Who are you?" The man in black asked an almost idiotic question.

The day rudely stuffed the wool into the black-clothed mouth: "If the horses of the Ming Dynasty are idiots like you, the day of the Ming Dynasty's demise is not far away!" Go back and tell your master that this is not the way it is to do fine work. ”

The two men in black lowered their heads in shame, indeed, that question was really the same as an idiot.

He put the two back under the bed, lay down and fell asleep, and it was not until the early morning of the next day that he rolled over and got up from the bed and released the two men in black.

After putting them in Tatar uniforms, he led them out of the barracks.