The battle was at a critical juncture, the soldiers on both sides were exhausted, and seeing that the Tatar army was about to capture the tiger's mouth, Link Ke's tiger eyes had turned red, and he didn't even care about the young scholar who was still spitting blood.

Suddenly, there was a trumpet sound from the Tatar side, and the soldiers who had already gone to the head of the city receded like a tide, and several officers were stunned when they heard the trumpet, and they were very unwilling to retreat with the soldiers.

A centurion angrily thrust his scimitar into a crack in the wall, let out a low roar, and kicked the bricks of the wall that had been pried by the scimitar away.

It was not easy to gain the upper hand in this arduous battle, and I don't know how many brothers' lives were lost, but the people above sounded the horn of retreating as if they hadn't seen anything.

Human life is like grass mustard, and real human life is like grass mustard.

After the enemy retreated inexplicably, it took a long time for the enemy to react, and the red-eyed Ming troops also came to their senses.

"Victory, victory!" A sea of shouts came from the mouths of the soldiers who had escaped death.

Lin Kedi did not feel the slightest sense of joy, because he knew very well that if it were not for the sudden withdrawal of the Tatars this time, more than 2,000 people in the tiger's mouth and more than 8,000 people in the right guard of Datong would have died here.

However, as the main general, he couldn't fight those soldiers who had just ignited hope at this time, after all, if they weren't fighting to the death, maybe the Ming army wouldn't be able to hold out for so long.

Back in the main formation, several commanders who had suffered heavy losses under their command rushed into the main general's camp in anger, one of them was obviously old enough, and he was not as jealous of several main generals as the others, and he was angry as soon as he spoke: "What the hell is going on with you? The warriors worked hard to open up the situation, why did you suddenly order Mingjin to withdraw his troops. ”

Alibu seemed to be a little jealous of this old man who already had a gray beard, and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, old Nayan, in order to preserve his strength, he has to withdraw his troops." ”

The commander scolded mercilessly: "Preserve your strength, preserve the strength of bullshit, if you don't withdraw the army sooner or later, if you withdraw the army at this time, you can't be a warrior on the grassland who can be slaughtered by others." If you really want to preserve your strength, then don't let the warriors die, and if you want to capture the city, you shouldn't withdraw your troops at the moment when you are about to succeed. ”

Ali Bu sneered: "The old man doesn't know anything, this is all an illusion for Batu Munch to see. ”

At this moment, the half-old man suddenly saw a young man sitting on the throne.

It's okay not to see this person, but when he saw this young man who didn't look like a steppe man at all, the old man became angry, pointed to Alibu's nose and reprimanded: "I said how did you become a shrunken turtle, it turned out that a Ming man came." Why, what benefits did the Ming people give you, so that you even abandoned the young life of the warriors in the tribe, you will be abandoned by the Immortal Heaven like this. ”

The people on the grassland have a blind worship of the Immortal Heaven, and in their hearts, no matter how many wrong things they do in their lifetime, as long as they are not abandoned by the Immortal Heaven, their souls can go to the Heavenly Kingdom.

The old man's words were a little ugly, and Zhekobe couldn't help but say: "Old Nayan, we are also thinking about the descendants of Genghis Khan. Batu Munk is not the blood of the Golden Family at all, and he is not qualified to be Dayan Khan. ”

"If you are dissatisfied with Batu Munk, you can naturally let the warriors fight for the Golden Family, and there is no need for the warriors to die under the sword and gun of the Ming people. They are also life, they have their own wives and children, and they are not animals that you can die if you want them to die. The old man pointed at Zhekobe and scolded again.

Several of them spoke in Tatar, and the young man sitting on the throne did not seem to understand.

He stood up and took the initiative to walk up to the old man, and a pair of eyes shot a cold light: "I am a Ming person, and I love my country." But now my country is controlled by traitors, my family has died at the hands of the Ming people, and my child died in infancy after only three months. If you don't believe me, I'll kill you, and it's no wonder that a few elders are in this matter, it's all my idea. ”

He also roughly analyzed the meaning of the conversation between several people from the fierce actions of several people, and in fact, he didn't know the bottom of his heart.

If he guessed wrong, the old man might kill himself in a fit of rage.

The young man spoke Chinese, but he didn't expect the old man to understand, so he brushed his forehead and pulled out a scimitar from his waist and put it on the young man's neck: "You young man is not afraid of death, I can do it." ”

The young man closed his eyes and said lightly, "Come on!" ”

The blade cut a bloody streak on his neck, and the young man didn't even frown, and stood very calmly.

Saying that it was too late, Blott grabbed the cell leader's wrist: "That Yan, he can't die." ”

The old man stubbornly asked, "Why?" ”

Blott sighed and said, "He's?" The disciple of the day is the horse of Batu Munch. ”

These words made the old man put down his scimitar, and then he immediately asked suspiciously: "Rike is a diehard member of Batumunk, not to mention saving Batumunk's life, he is doing many things." Since his disciple is the horse of Batu Munch, why did he come to us? ”

Several people looked at each other and turned their eyes to the young man.

The young man is none other than Zhang Ru.

He smiled and explained, "It's true that I'm Batu Munch's horseman, in fact, I came here at Batu Munk's orders. I am different from my master, my master's family was killed by the border army of the Ming people, so he was sad and wanted to die a few more Ming soldiers. I'm different, my family was killed by bullies, and it was the military who saved me.

I don't know if Nayan has heard of the four words Zhi'en Tubao.

Whether it is the border army of the Ming Dynasty or the warriors on the grassland, they are all young lives, and they are qualified to live.

Whether it is Batu Munch or the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, they are not qualified to let these young people leave their families to die, let alone die in vain.

So, I'm going to stop this senseless war. ”

The old man's cloudy eyes stared at Zhang Ru tightly, and he didn't see any clues for a long time, so he asked: "Don't you know that there is a plague on the grassland this year, don't you know that if there is no food, many people will starve to death on the grassland?" Do you think you alone can stop this war? Do you think you can sway the minds of Batu Munch and the Ming Emperor? ”

Zhang Ru shook his head and said, "I never thought so, and I know what happened on your grassland. That's why I'm going to stop this war.

No food on the steppe?

No, there is, and there are quite a few, but all of them are occupied by the people of Batumunk, who refuse to give it to you, and want you who oppose him to starve to death and freeze to death.

What can you do if you take the tiger's mouth? Won't Batumunk let you go to the next tiger's mouth?

After killing so many Ming soldiers, they really won't give up, but all the hatred is recorded on Batu Munk.

The warriors of the steppe are not at fault, and you are not at fault either.

At fault is Batu Munk, who started the war, and Dayan Khan, who destroys the peace, and only when he dies will the steppe and the Central Plains become calm. ”

The old man put the scimitar on his neck again, and the old man had a very hot temper, and he didn't care about the three-seven-twenty-one.

Only this time, he didn't press the scimitar down hard, it was just a threatening attitude.

He looked at Zhang Ru and said lightly: "I don't care what reason you used to get them to withdraw the army, and I don't care if your purpose is good or bad, anyway, I have this matter on your head." ”

Zhang Ru was not afraid: "If Na Yan wants to kill me, he can kill me." ”

Don't look at his indifferent appearance on the surface, in fact, his heart has already risen to his throat.

In his previous life, he dealt with the men on the grassland, but he met without any conflict of interest, and he didn't have much bad feelings towards the men on the grassland.

However, after coming to the Ming Dynasty, whether it was the dignitaries above the temple or the small people in the market, they all seemed to have a deep hatred for the people on the grassland. He hesitated for a while, those bold and hospitable steppe men he knew in his previous life, and these Tatar barbarians who were rude and only knew that they relied on scimitars to speak, were they really people of the same race?

After leaving Datong Mansion, he took 3,000 people around for a few days, and every village he passed, he saw dead corpses everywhere, some children of three or five years old were pierced into the heart with spears, some old women of seventy or eighty years old were humiliated, and some young men of thirty or forty years old were beheaded off.

This made the hatred that Zhang Ru did not have in his heart breed little by little.

After having a new understanding of the grassland people, Zhang Ru came up with a plan very decisively, a strategy that no one can say can only be buried in his heart and wait until 180 years later to see the results.

The old man's scimitar didn't cut off Zhang Ru's head after all, he seemed to be more than ten years old after putting down the scimitar, and walked out of the handsome tent with heavy steps.

When he arrived at the door, he turned to look at Brott and said, "My men and horses, all of them will be handed over to you, and you will be treated well." ”

Blott nodded vigorously: "Don't worry." ”

The old man left, taking away the last expectations of a prairie man, and all his stubbornness and stubbornness.

Blott was infected by the impact of the old man's departure, stared at Zhang Ru and said: "Now, you can talk about your plan, if you can't get rid of Batumunk, I have a thousand ways to get your head." ”

Zhang Ru said calmly: "Don't worry, there are many people killed in this battle, and Batu Munch should have a military order soon." Besides, with me, I won't miss your details. All you have to do now is contact all reliable people and be ready to fight. ”

"What are you going to do?" Zhekobe's brain twitched, and he asked.

Zhang Ru said coldly: "Force the palace, kill Batu Munch, and welcome back the bloodline of the Golden Family." ”