Afraid of being reprimanded by the commander, the Jinyi guard immediately covered his mouth, holding his breath one by one, trying not to let the pungent smell of blood enter his nostrils.

But at this time, Zhang Ru's mind was not on them at all, his eyes were patrolling the battlefield little by little, looking at the ruined scene little by little.

Blood stained the city walls, and the Ming soldiers died miserably, and some people couldn't even find their heads.

The ground was slippery, the result of the blood of the enemy and his own people, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the blood flowed like a river. At the head of the city, the enemy's siege ladder had made two small openings, and there was a bloody hand on it.

Zhang Ru poked his head out curiously, and at this moment, the mutation was abrupt, and the bloody hand did not move, but on that side, he suddenly waved a border army saber.

Zhang Ru tilted his head back, and narrowly dodged the attack that was not fast, and then, immediately, a brocade-clothed guard stepped forward and pulled the owner of the bloody hand up from the other side of the city wall.

It was a thin young man with a scar on his face, only as tall as Zhang Ru's nose, and his eyes were full of horror.

He was wearing a slightly larger border army uniform, and after being held down by the brocade guard, his body was still shaking.

Zhang Ru waved his hand at the two horsemen: "It's your own person, don't hurt him." ”

The kid suddenly pounced on Zhang Ru like a mad bull, and hit Zhang Ru with both hands, as if venting the anger in his heart, no matter how much the two Jinyi Wei Tiqi who reacted couldn't pull him away.

"Why, why did you come at this time, why did you wait until everyone was dead!"

The young man let out a low roar of daring daring, as if something choked in the depths of his throat, and no longer hit Zhang Ru, but lay on his chest and cried bitterly.

It can be seen that this young man is really sad.

Zhang Ru looked guilty, not only did he not let his subordinates continue to stop him, but instead reached out and grabbed the young man's shoulder. With his skills, to avoid the attack of such a weak young man, it was basically as simple as eating and drinking. But he didn't dodge, this beating was something he was willing to suffer.

After crying for a long time, the young man fell into a deep sleep, and at this time, a brocade-clothed guard walked briskly from a distance, and after reaching Zhang Ru's side, he whispered: "I saw the corpse of the guard." ”

Zhang Ru looked in the direction pointed by the brocade guard, and sure enough, he saw a black shadow in the distance.

It was already a little late, after a day of trekking, many brothers were tired, he ordered some people to collect the corpse, handed over the young man in his arms to Fan Tong, stood up and strode towards the black shadow.

When he first went to the city, he only cared about the miserable situation full of desolation, but he didn't notice that there was such a big black shadow in the distance.

When I got closer, I realized that this was the corpse of Tu Hu, the guard of Yajiao Mountain, who was excluded by Yang Rong.

I saw five or six spears stuck in his chest and abdomen, the blood on the spears had already dried up, showing a penetrating dark red, and the bottom of the spears was on the ground, it was the support of these spears that allowed Tu Hu to stand without falling.

There was a three-foot-long bloody cut on his back, and the armor on his body had long been torn, if it weren't for the color analysis, Zhang Ru wouldn't even recognize this blood-soaked garment, which was actually the military uniform of the Ming Border Army.

Tu Hu's eyes were open, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and one hand still maintained the posture of holding the knife, but after he died, he no longer had the strength to hold the big knife that had accompanied him for twenty years, and the knife was full of gaps.

There were five or six corpses around him, all of which were the corpses of Tatar cavalry, and none of them were from the Ming army within a radius of three zhang.

Zhang Ru walked up to Tu Hu and looked at his eyes that had lost their luster but refused to close, and suddenly felt a wave of sadness. It was as if something was blocked in his throat and eyes, and when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't say anything.

"General Tu, let's go!" It took him a long time before he could hold back such a sentence.

After speaking, he reached out and wanted to close Tu Hu's eyes, but after moving three times in a row, Tu Hu's eyes never closed.

The surrounding soldiers were in an uproar, if it weren't for Zhang Ru, the nine-sided governor town, who was here, maybe they would have scattered and fled. This scene is so weird that these men who lick blood with knives are scared.

An old soldier who came from Xuanfu walked up to Zhang Ru and said softly: "General, this is General Tu's unwillingness, his death, the court can't do without half a word." ”

There are many such rumors on the battlefield, most of which have been spread by the soldiers, but Zhang Ru has never seen them, so he has not taken them seriously.

He said loudly with the intention of trying it out: "General Tu, go all the way!" Tartar has a little brother, I will kill it for you, you can rest assured, as long as Zhang Ru lives for a day, he will never let the iron hooves of Tartar set foot on half an inch of land in the Ming Dynasty. ”

After speaking, Tu Hu's eyes still did not close, and Zhang Ru's face began to show a suspicious look, but the old man motioned for him to continue.

He had no choice but to continue: "Yang Rong's crime, the general will be held accountable after the war, and the general can leave with confidence." You are all heroes, the soldiers of the entire Yajiao Mountain are all heroes of the Ming Dynasty, and your names will be written in the annals of history. Your blood will not be shed in vain, and I will swear that one day, I will kill the Tatar royal court, and let those barbarians see what our sons and daughters of the Ming Dynasty look like! ”

It is also strange to say that when he said these words, Tu Hu's eyes miraculously closed.

Zhang Ru took the lead and knelt on one knee, slammed his fist on his chest, and gave a standard military salute to Tu Hu's corpse and the three thousand dead soldiers of Yajiao Mountain.

Many veterans shed tears, especially those who have been on the battlefield for a long time, they have been fighting for half their lives, in order to protect the Ming Dynasty.

After that, Zhang Ru had all the corpses of the Ming soldiers killed in the battle collected, and the corpses that were so broken that their heads were all placed in one place, and the whole corpses were moved under the city wall.

The weather is still relatively hot, so burying it in situ is the best option. When Jiang Wei asked what to do with the corpses of these people, Zhang Ru hesitated.

Everyone hopes to be able to return to their roots, especially this kind of border army who has been guarding outside all the year round, they have less time to spend with their families when they are alive, and many people want to be buried in their ancestral graves after they die.

However, the current situation does not allow them to transport the body back, so they can only bury it on the spot. Once the plague breaks out, it will not only be a small Ravenhorn Mountain that will suffer.

"General Tu's body is kept for the time being, he shouldn't be buried here." Fan Tong said for the first time.

When he saw Tu Hu's corpse, he admired this general in his heart, and even thought that if he could become a soldier under this general, it would be the greatest honor in his life.

Of course, he didn't think Zhang Ru was bad, but the shock brought to him by this dead general was too strong.

Jiang Wei retorted: "This mission is very important, we can't fight the Tatars with a corpse at all. ”

Fan Tong said: "Why can't you, you don't want to take it, can't I take it." ”

The good old man Jiang Wei rarely insisted: "This is the first time that an adult has led troops to fight, and I will never allow any mistakes, whether you take it or someone else to take it, this corpse cannot be taken away." ”

Fan Tong had a stalk in his neck, and he was about to open his mouth to scold, Zhang Ru saw that something was wrong with the situation, and shouted: "Shut up for me, now is not the time to quarrel, save your strength to kill people on the battlefield, don't fucking quarrel in front of Lao Tzu." Fan Tong, are you not tired, if you are not tired, help the brothers below to move the corpses, they are all soldiers of my Ming Dynasty, and they must be buried well.

Jiang Wei, you are old, he is a stunned young man, could it be that you are too? Whether the corpse is left or not, that's my decision, what are you two arguing about, knowing that arguing with him is playing the piano to a cow, and you still have to quarrel with him, could it be that you have become a cow yourself!

Someone must be responsible for General Tu's death, and this person will not be you, nor will it be Yang Rong, but only the Tatars. ”

Fan Tong was yelled at by him, and suddenly lost his arrogance, and Jiang Wei asked in a low voice: "The general, how to dispose of the body of this general Tu?" ”

Zhang Ru sighed and said: "General Tu is a hero, and a hero should be treated like a hero, but this time we don't have time to hold a heroic ceremony for him at all." It really can't be done, use lime to preserve the body first, and wait until the reinforcements come, and then hand it over to the reinforcements. An army of 300,000 Tatars, no joke.

This Batumunk's big gesture struck me as very strange. ”

When he knew that this time it was the little Tatar prince Batumunk who led his troops to attack, he already felt strange, he remembered that he had looked through the history books, and the time when Batumunk was born was not now. Could it be that a twelve-year-old boy can control a powerful Tatar tribe?

Just as he finished his decision, a voice sounded from outside the military tent: "This kid must see the general, will the general see it?" ”

The child is naturally the child who was saved at the head of the city, and that is the only bloodline of the defenders of Yajiao Mountain.

Zhang Ru nodded and said, "Bring him in." ”

The kid didn't have the slightest fear after seeing Zhang Ru, and said coldly: "General Tu said that he will be buried on the border after death, and guard every inch of the land for the Ming Dynasty, and the general doesn't have to bother." ”

Zhang Ru asked, "Who are you?" How do you know so clearly? ”

The child said lightly: "The defenders of Yajiao Mountain, you can call me Yajiao Mountain, or you can call me the defenders." ”

Hearing this answer, Zhang Ru smiled dumbly, nodded and said, "Okay! Defenders, what are your plans for the future? ”

The kid looked at Zhang Ru and said, "I want to follow you to kill the Tartars." ”

Zhang Ru shook his head and refused: "No, you are too young." ”

The child said, "I am seventeen years old, not young, besides, I know the secret of Batumunk." ”

Zhang Ru raised his eyebrows, obviously the young man heard what he said before, he asked quietly, "What secret?" ’

The boy stubbornly said, "If you promise me, I will tell you." “

After pondering for a while, Zhang Ru still decided to agree to the child's request, because he really had too many doubts in his heart and needed a voice to explain to himself.