"The Taishi is currently in the camp in the southeast of this place, please ...... Please come with me. Although he couldn't recognize whether the person in front of him was the Ming Emperor, he was also a great figure in the Ming Dynasty court just by virtue of this person's extraordinary bearing, and his calmness and calmness in the face of the sword soldiers.

The most important thing at the moment is to try to find out his identity first, so the best way is to take him to the camp and report it to his brother first.

"In this case, please lead the way, besides, these are my guards, and I hope that the general will order your subordinates not to be too difficult for them." Zhu Qizhen turned his face and looked at the loyal guards who had been taken down, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, turned around, and said to the king of the competition.

"This is natural." The king nodded, and after shouting a few times in Mongolian, he gave up his horses and ordered the Mongolian centurion Tengger, who had just discovered Zhu Qizhen, to rush to the camp first.

Zhu Qizhen came to the horse, took the reins handed by a bad-looking tile spur cavalry, took a deep breath, slowly climbed on the horse, and drove the horse slowly forward under the strict guard of this group of tile spur cavalry.

Approaching the bottom of the hillside, Zhu Qizhen subconsciously glanced back, and the bushes on the hillside seemed to be blown by the sweeping mountain wind, swaying slightly, and then fell silent.

And with the departure of Zhu Qizhen and his party, the soldiers who thought they had caught a big fish naturally didn't have the strength to hover on this hillside, and in the shouting, thousands of cavalry quickly scattered in all directions, continuing to chase and drive away those defeated troops of the Ming Dynasty who were still fleeing......

After the cavalry dispersed, the sky was already dark, the clouds in the sky made everything between heaven and earth extremely dim, the bushes swayed, Fan Zhong cautiously emerged from the bushes, looked around vigilantly, identified the direction, touched the location of the blood edict under the armor leaf on his chest, clenched the war knife in his hand, and resolutely rushed out of the bushes, rushing towards the hillside......

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In the camp of the Tile Thorn Army, an inconspicuous small tent was surrounded by torches at the moment, illuminating the small tent around a radius of several zhang, and the surroundings of the small tent were surrounded by heavily armed Tile Thorn elites, and the Tile Thorn Centurion Tengger that Zhu Qizhen had seen became the leader of this guard force, looking around vigilantly, he was ordered by the King of Saikan, unless there was an order from the Taishi or the King of Saikan, otherwise, all people who approached this tent would be regarded as people with bad intentions and would be shot.

Tengger checked the situation on the periphery, walked to the small tent and paused, listened attentively, shook his head, and went straight to open the tent and stepped into the tent, but saw that Zhu Qizhen was holding a golden leg of mutton in his hand and eating a large piece, for his arrival, he just glanced up, and continued to concentrate on dealing with the food in his hand.

Tengger shook his head in disbelief when he saw Zhu Qizhen's eating image, took off a skin bag from his waist, pulled out the mouth stopper, and a milky smell of wine suddenly overflowed in the tent.

Tengger first poured a few large mouthfuls of mare's milk wine into his mouth, and then shook the water bladder in his hand to Zhu Qizhen, who was attracted by the aroma of wine, and said in a stiff Chinese: "Drink?" ”

"If you can, please pour me a lamp, I have long heard the reputation of mare's milk wine, but I really haven't tasted it." Zhu Qizhen threw the half-eaten leg back on the plate, clicked an empty lamp beside him, and smiled without being arrogant, as if inviting a friend for wine.

Tengger was slightly stunned, and subconsciously stepped forward and poured pale white mare's milk wine into the lamp.

Zhu Qizhen picked it up, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, then took a sip, his brows frowned first, and then he drank this mare's milk wine with at least three or five taels, and even exhaled happily, such a bold temperament, even Tengger couldn't help but break his heart when he saw it.

After Tengger poured another lamp for Zhu Qizhen, he couldn't help but ask: "You were captured by our thorns, as a captive, how can you still do such a move, aren't you afraid of death?" ”

Just now, after the king of Saikan sent Zhu Qizhen here, he was about to untie the guards and the eunuch together, and at the moment when they were released together, the eunuch called Xining shouted loudly after the rags in his mouth were removed, saying that Zhu Qizhen had written an edict of abdication and handed it to a Ming general lurking on the top of the hillside, so that he could manage to escape from the battlefield with the news of the blood edict.

And what shocked everyone's eyes and jaws was that at the moment when the eunuch Xining called out the news, Zhu Qizhen, who had always been steady and had an extraordinary temperament, called himself the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, jumped up and rushed straight up to beat the eunuch named Xining.

If it weren't for the soldiers around him who woke up quickly, I am afraid that the eunuch would be directly beaten to death by Zhu Qizhen, whose force value suddenly skyrocketed.

Even though he was held back by several tile spur soldiers, this big man of the Ming Dynasty reluctantly stopped, but his undisguised killing intent and cold gaze made even a warrior like him, who didn't know how many enemy surnames he had taken on the battlefield, couldn't help but shiver.

King Saikan stopped the spur soldiers who wanted to make a move on Zhu Qizhen, and then ordered Xining and a group of captured Ming guards to be escorted to other places, and then asked people to hurry to the hillside where Zhu Qizhen was captured, but Tengger knew very well that even if he rushed over, the Ming Dynasty general would have already run away without a trace.

Hearing Tengger's question, Zhu Qizhen smiled and took a sip of mare's milk wine with an astringent taste, in his opinion, at least this wine is more suitable for his taste than the wine of later generations. "Who in the world is not afraid of death?"

"It's just that I hate that kind of bastard who even betrays his own people, if I don't beat him up and get angry, I'm afraid I'll feel uneasy if I die." said that he was afraid, but his voice was still so calm and calm, as if this guy who claimed to be the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty really didn't take his life and death seriously.

Tengger's eyes flashed with admiration, and he nodded in agreement: "I also hate that kind of villain." ”

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ps: The first more arrived, thank you for your hard work, there are tickets and more trouble to smash down, and new books are not easy