The Tatars wielded their swords in vain, madly trying to put up a stubborn resistance, but in return they were forced into a corner, with a bayonet piercing a hole in their bodies. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Everything was over, at least in Zittle's opinion, when he stormed the trench, it was by no means the beginning, but a ridiculous tragedy.

In the face of the cooperative new army team, no matter how strong Zittel was, he could not avoid being injured, so soon, there were many more wounds on his body, and the guards on the left and right were all killed.

The Han soldiers climbed out of the trenches and began to pursue them as if they were crazy.

Zittle, who was still in the trench, was held up by three or four bayonets, and he gasped for breath greedily with every breath of air.

There was despair in his eyes, and he even felt like a clown for the first time, obviously he didn't do his best, but he rushed here with people, and the final result was that he was killed like a lamb.

Even though he was hailed as a steppe hero by many Mongols, he now has no strength, and the long knife has disappeared.

But he did not continue to stubbornly resist, but simply sat on the ground and laughed: "I am the son of Batu Munk Khan, and your Zhenguo Gong will definitely be interested in me." ”

Yes, of course I will be interested, the bloodline of the golden family, this is definitely what the Han people dream of, after all, a Duoyan can be recruited by the Ming Dynasty, and try their best to win it over, and the bloodline of the golden family is naturally much more valuable than that flower.

Then, he was dragged to Ye Chunqiu like a dead dog.

At this time, the pain on his body had gradually become numb, and when he rolled in the mud and raised his head, he saw a young man in a python robe.

This is the guy who defeated himself?

Zittle laughed, but there was not much fear at this time, but there was some sarcasm in this smile, as if he was sarcastic about himself, he actually lost in the hands of such a person.

Then, he glared at Ye Chunqiu, waiting for Ye Chunqiu to speak.

Ye Chunqiu stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance, waiting for him to retract his gaze, but just glanced at Zittel casually.

This Tatar is no different.

"Do you have anything to say?" Ye Chunqiu's tone was light.

At this time, the sun was already hanging on one side of the sky, and in this severe cold, the sun was shining on his face, but it still couldn't melt away the indifference on his face.

It's just that this slightly darkened face, but his facial features are still handsome, slender and slender, and he lacks the powerful aura of most martial artists, he pursed his lips, as if he was stingy with every word.

Zittel said, "I obeyed, I obeyed." ”

His Chinese is not very good.

Ye Chunqiu smiled.

This laughter is also the same as Zittle's laughter, implying sarcasm, but Zitl is sarcastic about himself, and Ye Chunqiu is sarcastic about Zitter.

Ye Chunqiu glanced at Zitl very strangely, and then said: "Back then, when Emperor Wen was still the King of Yan, he was ordered by Taizu to go out to fight, he pursued a group of remnants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, at this time the enemy is weak and I am strong, as long as Emperor Wen gives an order, this group of remnants can be wiped out, but Emperor Wen is so eloquent, he not only did not give the order to attack, but personally went to surrender, so this group of remnants of the Northern Yuan Dynasty was deeply moved, and after that, they surrendered and depended, they ...... In fact, it is the predecessor of the Duoyan Department. ”

Ye Chunqiu knew this story, Wang Shouren on the side knew, how could Zitl not know?

Ye Chunqiu squinted at Zitl, and continued lightly: "Presumably, Da Jinong also knows a little bit about this allusion. ”

"Yes, I would like to follow the example of the face and do my best...... Dedication ...... Adhere...... Da Ming ......" Zittel said without hesitation.

In fact, Zitl is still unwilling, the son of a dignified Tatar Khan, defeated at the hands of a Han Chinese, and even bowed down to the courtiers, what a great shame!

But what's the solution? The Tuxie Department has already suffered countless casualties, so many people are covered in bruises, and even his life is now in the hands of this Han people, what he can do now is to try his best to save himself and the entire Tuxie Ministry.

Ye Chunqiu chuckled and said, "You are very smart. ”

He then added, "But you don't seem to understand. ”

Zittel looked at Ye Chunqiu in astonishment, Ye Chunqiu spoke slowly and logically, and even his voice was too soft compared to the grassland people, Ye Chunqiu said slowly: "There was nothing wrong with Emperor Wen back then, dividing the Northern Yuan, this is why there are now the Duoyan Department and the Tatar Department, as well as the former Wara Department, after all, our Han army is not good at riding and shooting, so recruiting the Duoyan Department can be described as a great achievement, since then, the Ming Dynasty finally has a chess piece outside the pass, which can balance you Northern Yuan remnants at any time." ”

"The reason why the Duoyan Department can have today is not because of anything else, but because of the ......" Ye Chunqiu said this, paused slightly, but looked at Zittel with a smile in his eyes, and said: "It's just because they have the value of being used, but the current Tuxie Department ...... Scold...... Your time has passed, and now, don't you understand? ”

"It's no longer easy for your cavalry to shake my big man, and the means you rely on to survive are my big henchmen, do you understand? My big man can raise a hound, and Duoyan is a hound, but now, even if your elite iron horse comes back from the dead, what does it do to me? Therefore, when Emperor Wen appeased Duoyan, it was Wen Taowu's strategy, but ...... Today, the offensive and defensive dynamics have changed, and you, and your tribe, have lost any value to use. ”

Although Zitter didn't speak Chinese well, Ye Chunqiu's words were heard clearly, and his heart sank to the bottom in an instant, Ye Chunqiu's words gave him an endless sadness.

Ye Chunqiu indifferently instructed Wang Shouren behind him: "Order, treat the remnants of the Tuxie Department according to the rules of this grassland." ”

Zittel's pupils began to constrict.

Rules in the prairie?

The rules in the grassland have always been cruel, because between them, it is life and death, so historically, once they win, there will never be room for the other party to breathe, the old and weak are all killed, and the young and strong become slaves, and since then, they have been cattle and horses, and have suffered all kinds of humiliation.

Zittel hurriedly said: "I ......"

Ye Chunqiu had already drawn his sword, but under his polite appearance, he still maintained a heart as hard as steel, and the sword in his hand was just casually gestured very indifferently, which seemed to be easy and freehand, but the tip of the long sword had already pierced Zittle's throat.

(To be continued.) )