Finally, the telegraph, which had been silent for several hours, rang again.

Looking at the content of the telegram, Yu Qian didn't seem to be surprised, it seemed that this was the normal result.

Several telegrams were also sent in a row, but one of them, Yu Qian, was very surprised, and deliberately added a report to ask. Bai Minghe also came over to see because of curiosity, and the reinforcements that were originally Ningxia Zhongwei had arrived.

Fan Liang, who was retreating while fighting, suddenly felt a great reduction in pressure, and then there was a dense sound of muskets, and they could hear the sound of Daming's muskets without sending anyone to check, but it was not the latest generation of front-loading flintlock guns, but front-loading arquebuses.

It's not just the difference in ignition, because of the difference in tightness, the sound of the two guns is quite different.

Ordinary people may not be able to hear it, but the captain level of the Ming Dynasty must be able to hear it.

With the help of reinforcements, Fan Liang retreated to the camp with his men and horses. Sitting at the gate of the camp, when Fan Liang took off the plate armor, the blood fell from his body to the ground in a hurry, and he fought for three hours, Fan Liang didn't know how many people he had cut, just the blood splashed on his body, flowing down his neck to the plate armor, it was enough to accumulate more than a bowl.

"General Fan, this battle is proud!" The general with the troops of Ningxia Zhongwei came over and hugged his fist.

Before he came to the battle, he had already received a report from the scouts, and he was crazy here, and he couldn't see where his own people were at all, only to see that there were chaotic battles everywhere, countless enemy troops, and countless corpses on the ground. And how many people are on the Ming side, the people of Ningxia Zhongwei know, there is only one pioneer battalion.

Fan Liang sighed heavily, then shook his head.

Zhu Qian's death in battle is not known to the reinforcements.

The future who came with reinforcements only thought that Fan Liang was tired, and asked his two personal guards to stay here, and he went to help command. Let the reinforcements be stationed in the camp, deploy outside the camp, and then contain the wounded soldiers and count the supplies.

Fan Liang's eyes kept looking forward, and there were still many flames burning in front of him.

Some soldiers were about to use sand to extinguish the flames on the ground in front of the camp gate, but Fan Liang jumped up: "No one is allowed to touch that fire!" Don't move! ”

Why don't you move. No one asked, the tragedy on the battlefield was still there, countless people died, at least 20,000 people remained here on the Turpan side, and countless people were injured. The exact number may be much higher, but no one is counting it at the moment.

It wasn't until it was dark that the flames slowly went out.

But in one other place, the flames were still burning.

Fan Liang dragged his legs like leaden and approached the still burning flame step by step, for fear that Fan Liang would have an accident. Many soldiers followed, even though they were no longer in shape, and followed step by step. Some soldiers of the Ningxia Central Guard, armed with weapons, came out of the camp in groups and followed behind.

On the other side of the flames, there were some figures, also on foot, not on horseback.

The soldiers of the Ningxia Zhongwei were ready to move forward with their weapons, and Fan Liang waved his hand to signal them not to be impulsive.

"Honorable General Daming." The other party's Chinese is not standard, but it can be understood. "We just want to go back with the scepter. I can't help but admit that you are strong. ”

"You ....... Forget it and wait together! Fan Liang didn't comment on anything more.

The other party said: "No matter from the beginning to the final fight, you are very strong!" ”

"Thank you!"

With that, Fan Liang didn't speak again, just sat there cross-legged and silently looked at the flames, which had become very weak. It's as if it will go out at any time.

Behind Fan Liang, dozens of torches were lit. And the other party also raised the torch.

When the flame was completely extinguished, Fan Liang took off his cloak, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times, before picking up among the fire. Some bones, and armor that was not completely burned, and even a few handfuls of sand were covered in cloaks, and the other party was doing the same thing.

The scepter had been completely deformed, a golden cane, but it was just an irregularly shaped bar.

After picking up the remains under the flames, Fan Liang stood up and said, "Tomorrow, we will continue at dawn." I don't know how long you can hold on, but you will return in vain, but you will leave all your lives here. See you on the battlefield! ”

The other party was silent and did not answer, the necessary etiquette will not be less, and after giving each other a salute, they turned around and left at the same time.

At this time, the reinforcements from Ningxia Zhongwei understood what had happened today.

Zhu Qian used his life to kill Yexian's eldest son, as well as the Khan of Turpan, and caused a trap fire to dismiss the enemy army. You must know that when the army is broken, it doesn't matter how many soldiers and horses you have, just see how many people you can bring back to the team and reorganize the combat force, if the whole army is broken, Tumu Fort is an example.

The 500,000 people of the Ming Dynasty were scattered across the country, otherwise how could it be possible for 30,000 people to defeat the Ming Dynasty.

But here is different, running back is also a dead end, so after reaching the edge of the desert, many soldiers calmed down, and fleeing into the desert is also death, which makes many people stop. The surviving leader was able to begin re-containing the remnants of the army, and once again organize troops to fight back.

A feeling of awe rose from the hearts of Ningxia Zhongwei.

It's late at night!

The left pioneer camp was brightly lit, and no one went to sleep, no matter how tired they were, no one went to sleep.

The logistics battalion set up a huge spiritual seat to worship the robes who died in the battle of Tumu Fort.

The capital, the Ming Palace is also brightly lit, the Ming Emperor sits in the Wuying Palace, the cabinet of eleven scholars all stand at the bottom, two did not arrive, one is Yu Qian is leading the army, the other is Jin Lian, and he is sick again.

"I'm heartbroken!" Zhu Qiyu, who had been silent for a long time, spoke.

"Long live, Chenti yì, the capital will be vegetarian from now on."

Yang Ning is a civil servant, and from his bones, he thinks that the generals are vulgar and belong to a lower level than them. But this time Yang Ning also had to admit that Zhu Qian made him admire him very much. He knew a little bit about the bone-eroding ghost fire, and many people trembled with fear just by hearing the name, sticking to their bodies a little, and they wouldn't stop until they burned out.

But Zhu Qian carried such a terrible thing, and several incendiary bombs rushed directly towards the enemy.

Not everyone has the courage to die with the enemy.

"Jingcheng Dasu!" Zhu Qiyu agreed, he was really heartbroken. He didn't have the idea in his mind that there was anything wrong with the soldiers being lowly, just for the heartache of these courtiers who were loyal to the Ming Dynasty and loyal to themselves fought to the death.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, the white crane sits on a rope stone in front of the big tent with an unlit cigar.

Yu Qian came to Bai Minghe's side: "Actually, even if General Zhu doesn't fight to the death this time, he won't live long." It can't be said that it is a bad thing to let him understand his wishes. ”

Yu Qian is persuading Bai Minghe not to be sad, and there is no need to be sad and sad.

Bai Minghe said: "If it were me, I would probably have to fight for my life." Our firearms have just started, and the real firearms are stronger than this......" Bai Minghe did not say any more, how terrifying the firearms of later generations were, there is no need to describe it here.

Interstate missiles plus nuclear bombs, that's the power of destroying the Miè class.

Just say that at the beginning of the Republic of China, the most primitive modern weapon, it is estimated that in his lifetime, the Ming Dynasty can reach it.

Yu Qian asked a guard to bring a stone and also sat next to Bai Minghe.

"White name crane, Jin Lian has a granddaughter!"

The white-named crane turned his head violently: "What do you mean?" Lord Yu, you don't want to pull ......" Bai Minghe wanted to pimp, but the meaning was wrong, so he immediately changed his words: "Let's pull Lang!" ”

"Actually, Jin Lian would like you to marry his granddaughter. Of course, as far as this official knows, the one with the heaviest thoughts is Li Goryeo. Jin Lian just thought that he was going to die, and it was not in accordance with the etiquette law for you to carry the coffin for him, and he also recognized your sentimental price, so he gave his granddaughter to you and let you have a name, so that you can explain it in the future, and your Bai family clan will not embarrass you. ”

Yu Qian is right, for no reason, you carry the coffin to outsiders, there must be a reason.

Bai Minghe shook his head: "I can recognize Master Jin as a teacher!" ”

"Let's not talk about whether it's good or not, the key is that it's too late." Yu Qian said and explained: "I asked the medical officer when I went out of Beijing, and I also went to see Master Jin, and he definitely couldn't help us go back." Originally, I thought that he worked hard for Daming, and when he used his death to mourn the soldiers, he could boost morale when he fought a decisive battle with the enemy, but Zhu Qian's death was even more heroic."

Yu Qian was right.

Even if there was a contradiction before, a general can die with the enemy, and he is a Ming soldier, even if he doesn't know this, he will avenge Zhu Qian in his heart.

What's more, Zhu Qian's popularity is very good.

Zhu Qian's death, the Ming Emperor has telegraphed the whole army and personally wrote the memorial text. And the capital has all required plain clothing, even the official uniforms are not allowed to wear colorful clothes.

This plain outfit doesn't mean it has to be all white, but it also has to be dark, such as dark blue, dark green, etc. Like crimson is not allowed, let alone red. It is even more impossible, and most importantly, it is forbidden to have private silk music. is the land of Flower Street, and it will take seven days to keep this first seven days for Zhu Qian.

"First, he can't live this time, and we won't be happy if he lives." Bai Minghe answered.

Yu Qian didn't mention it first, and was talking about Jin Lian again: "Actually, you still have a way." On behalf of the whole army of the northern expedition, he supported the coffin for Jin Dacong to thank him for his contribution to the country. This reason is better, in short, you can't do this kind of thing in your personal name, your Bai family clan is not easy to explain, and your identity represents the nobles of the Ming Dynasty. ”

Bai Minghe nodded, this matter can be regarded as admitted.

Yu Qian said again: "I still think it's a good thing that you accepted the princess of the Li family...... Goryeo" (to be continued......

PS: The days when there is no manuscript is saved, bitter......