The broken Mingzi battle flag was randomly discarded on a small hill on the battlefield, and I don't know how many feet have stepped on it, and I don't know whether the marks of the horse's hooves on it belong to the Ming army or the Warat people; The blood stains on the horns of the flag had not yet dried up, and they had been stained with the dust raised by the rout, and another horse's hoof stepped on it, and countless horses' hooves stepped on it, imprinting it directly into the soil, but it also exposed a corner of the earth, swaying weakly in the wind, as if telling the glory of the past, or warning others to stay away......

Ding Yi, who was one hundred and ten steps away, didn't see the remnant flag, but he subconsciously made a gesture, and Hu Shan and those brocade guards behind him stopped, so that the rout behind him suddenly hit the body of a column of brocade guards, Ding Yi looked at the few rout soldiers who were still pushing and cursing something, and suddenly shouted: "Those who mess with our army's formation, behead!" ”

The brocade guards in the Zuihou column drew their long knives and slashed the routs to the ground in one fell swoop, immediately frightening the routs around them to avoid them. Ding Yi looked at the small hills one hundred and ten steps away, and said to Hu Shan: "There are still teams fighting. "The smoke and dust were enough for an experienced scout to let him know that there must be two forces fighting on the back of the hill.

Ding Yi, who makes people feel that he will fall at any time, still steps forward, every time the nail leaves on Ding Yi's body make a sound, Hu Shan is secretly ready to hold his husband, not only this team does not allow Ding Yi to fall, Hu Shan himself is even more unwilling to see such a result.

But like Ding Yi's armor, which had many traces of arrow impact and dark red blood, it was still strong against Ding Yi's body, despite its appearance of being traumatized; Although Ding Yi felt that he might fall at any moment, he stubbornly drew his long knife until he reached the top of the small hill and looked at the cavalry fighting on the two sides below. Refining the autumn water goose feather knife, pointing obliquely forward: "Crossbow!" First quarter! ”

"Crossbow! First quarter! Hu Shan repeated Ding Yi's command in a heartbroken manner, so that those brocade guards could clearly hear Ding Yi's order in this chaotic battlefield filled with all kinds of dying moans and screams.

"Yui, Yui!" After the three columns of sergeants pressed the crossbow rings neatly, each movement was broken down very finely, and they were all practiced thousands of times, so at this time in front of the array, more than forty people were like one person. Respond in unison, without panic.

"Free Fire!" Ding Yi slashed the long knife.

More than 40 crossbow arrows were fired one after another.

So in the warbands below the hills. Fan Zhong, who thought he was going to die for his country, found that he was saved, and the scimitar that had been handed to his throat suddenly deflected, sparking a spark on his shoulder armor, and then the opponent fell straight off his horse. And the other Praetorian guards who are struggling to support. There were also twenty or thirty people who escaped death because of the opponent who had been fighting for a while. Or Nakaya dies. Or suddenly Nakaya's hand moved slowly, which allowed the Ming army guards to seize the opportunity of this moment and turn out their opponents.

The battle ended with incredible speed, after Ding Yi's disciples fired a second round of crossbow arrows.

At a distance of less than thirty paces, there was a crossbow with a mechanical sight. The condescending geographical advantage, the cavalry that lost its speed advantage in the fight with the Ming army guards was simply a group of extremely haode targets, and the two rounds of crossbow arrows shot over forty or fifty horsemen, and it was not that someone in the brocade guard missed. Instead, many of the Warat cavalry were targeted by many people at the same time, and more than one arrow was hit in the body.

"I can't go." Yingzong looked at the weak Ding Yi in front of him, he shook his head, and could see that Ding Yi had reached a limit, "You did your best." Let's go, your disciples will protect you, and you should be able to break through. "He can't go, because by his side, there are several civil ministers, including the first assistant Cao Nai.

As recorded in the history books, the Warat generals were unable to get Yingzong to take off his armor as the Son of Heaven, and he now refuses to disguise himself as a rout or abandon his minister, and then blend in with the rout and flee for his life. He has always had the burden of being the Son of Heaven, and the tiger will not fall to the death, nothing more than this.

Ding Yi smiled slightly and didn't say anything.

In fact, Ding Yi thinks that Yingzong may really be the temperament of the Son of Heaven by doing this, just as "Orthodox Linrong Lu" said, "I got off the horse and sat on my knees facing south, and there was a Dazi who came to peel off my clothes, and I didn't accept him to peel it, and Dazi wanted to hurt me" has the style of the so-called gentleman's death crown;

But for Ding Yi, who believes in not being afraid to figure out people's psychology with the most malicious intentions, he feels that he wants to go deeper, if he goes to this armor of the Son of Heaven, in the chaos of the army, who knows that he is the emperor? Ding Yi felt that Yingzong was actually very shrewd, and his psychological quality was too good to be scary, so he took out this jiashi, and the Warat people could only be fooled by him later.

It's the same now, can you escape back to Beijing if you abandon the minister and pretend to be a rout? Ding Yi thinks that Yingzong has carefully thought about the risks involved, and he is not the emperor like Cao Cao who can cross the line, he really went to the guard of honor, I am afraid that it is possible that the fine skin and tender flesh will be trampled to death in the chaos army, right? In case he is caught by the Warats, who will believe that he is the emperor?

So he simply didn't run away.

"As I said, there is no habit of leaving a friend to run for his life." Ding Yi repeated what he had said before, Yingzong's big flicker, or a big flicker with extremely strong psychological quality, Ding Yi didn't plan to say too much, and if he said too much, he would lose it, so he would bite this sentence to death, say it once, do it once, or he couldn't win Yingzong's trust; Then do it again, and say it again, after a long time, you can't help but believe it.

"Presumptuous!" The Wenchen led by Shoufu Cao Nai, although they were dressed in disarray, they still stood up and accused Ding Yi for the first time, "Shaft, dare to ......" Ding Yi was not angry, he understood that Shoufu was reminding him that it was good intentions. Calling the Son of Heaven a brother and a brother, normally, is definitely the way to die. Especially as soon as Ding saw the punishment behind Shoufu Cao Gong, he knew that the head of Wang Zhen's stand-in had been delivered, which could be regarded as a little reward from Shoufu to him.

Yingzong raised his hand to stop the reprimand of those ministers, but said to Ding Yi: "Twice to save the driver, can the Qing family ask for something?" ”

In fact, at this time, Ding's Liliang was not much worse than the Praetorian guards who had fought with the Wara cavalry, and everyone was injured, but Yingzong directly threw out the rescue driver and the Qing family, but it made everyone's subordinate position clear: I am the king, you are the minister, what kind of friend? If you think too much, even if you save the driver twice, it won't change everyone's relationship.

Ding Yi didn't dwell on it, but he didn't follow Yingzong's words either. But he said: "The husband who does not fight and the temple calculates wins, and he has to count a lot; If the temple is not victorious without a fight, it will be considered small; More wins, less wins, and nothing counts? "This is the content of Sun Tzu's Art of War.

Those ministers wanted to reprimand Ding Yijun for his deceitfulness in front of him, but when they saw Yingzong solemnly facing Ding Yi, he said: "You are very right, I am wrong. ”

At that moment, Cao Nai and the other ministers were scared, this is the meaning of the emperor's edict, and those ministers knelt down and cried: "The ministers are incompetent...... The ministers were guilty...... "Don't say it, this is almost the same nature as Ding Yi's disciples' obedience to orders." In the Ming Dynasty, if the emperor was disobedient, everyone would spray him, but when the emperor admitted his mistake, the ministers came like this. It can be regarded as giving the Son of Heaven a step down.

"I'm not holding you accountable." Ding Yi, the only one who didn't kneel, said with a smile. "I wanted to ask you. Including Cao Gong, what are you based on for this temple? It's obvious that whoever is more powerful can calculate whatever they want, right? How else would it be like this? ”

Yingzong listened thoughtfully, raised his hand and motioned for those ministers to get up, but looked at Ding Yi and waited for him to continue.

Ding Yi took out two pieces of old ginseng and handed them to Yingzong--so suspenseful. This time, no one scolded him for being unruly in front of the king - and asked, "Do you want to eat?" Seeing Yingzong shaking his head, Ding Yi didn't politely throw it into his mouth and chewed it, "How to calculate, what is the terrain." What is the composition of the enemy's forces, how is the training, how is the equipment, how many veterans, how many recruits, is there a number? Does anyone in Daming have access to foreign countries? Did anyone sell grain and iron tools to Warat privately? If so, how? Ding Yi asked a series of questions, and Zuihou said, "...... I know that these things are probably done by the factory guards, or by other yamen, but they are obviously very unbearable. ”

Yingzong nodded, but asked Ding Yi, "How did Aiqing teach me?" ”

Ding Yi listened to it, and he couldn't imagine that the head of state would ask such a thing to himself! But I couldn't help but think about it: when I was a criminal policeman, I also solved a lot of important cases, if I was like after coming to the Ming Dynasty, I would have come to things and pretended to be forced, maybe I would have climbed up a long time ago...... But he soon came to his senses again, no, when he was a criminal policeman, he would come to trouble again, and he would pretend to be forced again, and he would not be able to climb up.

Because he couldn't take advantage of the situation, he didn't know the future direction of history when he was a criminal policeman, let alone who would fall and who would take the throne, and there was no backstage like Wang Zhen, who could help him solve many problems, and there was no garrison eunuch Guo Jing who could collect 100,000 silver "native products", and maritime commerce was not a business that he could get his hands on......

He shook his head and put these anachronistic thoughts behind him: "Set up a yamen to do this, such as the Homeland Security Bureau and the like, directly responsible to the emperor, or continue like this, unless every time the leader is an old soldier of the British duke, but the British guild is old, will die, and the veteran will always die." I think that according to such a method of who is in power and who has the final say, if you do it again, I'm afraid it will be about the same ......."

Yingzong couldn't help but nod his head when he heard it, he couldn't help but admit it, the routs in front of him were scattered, and the Warat cavalry in the distance was smiling and smiling, which seemed to confirm every word Ding Yi said. He thought about it for a long time, but he instructed Cao Nai: "Draft an edict." "It is also thanks to Cao Nai's escape that he still has pen and ink, and when he heard what Yingzong said, he immediately rectified a holy decree.

Then Cao Nai read the polished text, Ding Yi listened on the side, about Yingzong explained that his younger brother was in charge of the country: "...... The country's general affairs should not be absent for a long time, and the special order is to temporarily take care of the affairs of the hundred officials, and Er Shang is only diligent all night and night, so as to lead the Chinese and foreign countries, do not neglect his government, and do not ignore the ...... of the people", and then there is another sentence at the end: "...... The Ministry of War has set up the Yamen of the Homeland Security Bureau, which has the right to direct the secret performance, and the rank is eight...... Cheng Ding of Wanping County is loyal and brave, and he sacrificed himself to save the driver...... Part-time ...... Qin ...... "It is about Ding Yi who will concurrently serve as the ambassador of this new yamen."

Ding Yi frowned when he heard this, is it still the eighth product for a long time? He didn't know that at this time, unless the female officials of the Shanggong Bureau and the Shangyi Bureau and the like, many ambassadors at the bureau level were usually nine products, such as the Leather Bureau of the Ministry of Industry, the Miscellaneous Manufacturing Bureau, and the Ordnance Bureau. In addition, there are some bureau-level yamen who are still ambassadors who are not in the stream, and his eight grades are good.

"This edict will be entrusted to the Qing family to send back to Jingshi, go." Yingzong used the seal with him, took a peiyu from his waist as a token and handed it to Ding Yi, and motioned to Shoufu to hand this holy decree to Ding Yi. asked Ding Yi to return to Beijing to pass the decree, but it was also to give him a dignified chance to escape, Yingzong was still different from Zhu Yuanzhang, and he was humane.

Ding Yi smiled and nodded, "Minister, the order." But he didn't kneel, let alone kowtow, just raised his hand, and then said no more, led Hu Shan and the others to the south.

However, after Ding Yi left, the ministers angrily denounced Ding Yi as a son of man, and the monarch was disgraced to such a point, and he should be punished according to the law!

But their excitement didn't last long, because another team of Warats was killed, and Fan Zhong's guards mentioned Yu Yong and got on their horses to face the battle, where could they fight? Not to mention the level of equestrianism, the guards who have not eaten enough and no water to drink in the past few days, and have just gone to fill a belly of water, can not use ten percent of their strength, even Fan Zhong feels that the big iron cone in his hand is getting heavier and heavier, and almost this one looks, and those guards fall off their horses one after another.

Fan Zhong is considered to be extremely strong in martial arts, roared and gritted his teeth and danced the big iron cone, smashed the Varat people in front of him into a hollow chest, and threw the big iron cone out, smashing the head of the Varat centurion with a helmet to burst open, but then he was swept by the team of Varat cavalry who galloped from the side, and a horizontal saber, if a huge hundred-legged centipede, slashed at Fan Zhong with a knife, even the armor was cut off, and he fell off the horse, and several knives on his body couldn't stop spurting blood, and he died in a while.

However, those ministers are quite dignified and stand in front of the emperor, but what they are better at is using pen and ink as a knife, and their battlefield is in the court. Useless is a scholar, perhaps at this moment, it is most vividly embodied, although the Wenchen led by the first assistant Cao Nai are all hard bones, but no matter how hard the bones are, they can't be as hard as a scimitar.

So they died, no accidents, no twists and turns.

In the world, in general, the knife is harder than the neck.

When the commander walked in front of Yingzong with a blood-dripping scimitar, he looked around and around, and there was only Yingzong alone within a radius of a hundred steps.

"This nail is beautiful! Peel it off for me! The commander looked at Yingzong, but pointed at the great tomorrow in front of him with a scimitar, and laughed fiercely.

Yingzong shook his head, refusing to do what he said.

Regardless of whether the history after Ding Yi's arrival has been rewritten or not, Yingzong is always Yingzong, he is still as recorded in the history books, he is so calm, so calm, even if the minister dies in front of him, even if the surrounding troops flee, he does not have the consciousness of being a prisoner.

The commander couldn't help but be furious, and stretched out his hand to pull Yingzong: "Lao Tzu just doesn't want to wear dead man's armor, do you really think it'......"

He didn't say any more, because he had an extra bolt on his forehead.

Yingzong heard Ding Yi's voice behind him: "Grenadier! ”

"Forward!" (To be continued......)

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