The north wind whimpered, and two thousand musketeers reached the territory of Urat as fast as they could, and this place was already the upper reaches of the Maga River, which was gentle enough to cross, and this place was only less than fifty miles from the main camp of the little prince.

"Batumunk is defenseless?" Zhu Houzhao listened to the scout's report, his face was full of disbelief, if he didn't doubt the loyalty of these Mongolian anti-bones, Zhu Houzhao might have dragged the scout out and cut it down at this time.

Zhu Houzhao has never hidden his traces since he came out of the customs, so it is impossible for the little prince not to know his arrival, Zhu Houzhao has always felt that the little prince will definitely come to find his bad luck and avenge the revenge of the battle of Dushikou, who would have thought that people would not exist at all.

As a counselor, Shu Tianlu has the privilege of formulating strategic directions and planning the details of the campaign, of course, this is also the privilege of the main general, and now that Zhu Houzhao has decided to attack the main camp of the little prince with 2,000 soldiers and horses, then Shu Tianlu cannot object.

It's not that he can't object, but Shu Tianlu knows very well that he can't object at all, facing Emperor Zhengde, who has fought with chicken blood and dares to go deep into the grassland with 3,000 soldiers and horses, you let him return to the division after learning about the little prince's station?

That's, that you don't even have to think about.

So Shu Tianlu began to formulate a battle strategy, in fact, on the premise of believing that the little prince knew about their existence, any conspiracy and trickery were useless, and what should be guarded against was whether he would be ambushed.

But fortunately, the grassland is empty enough, even if the little prince wants to ambush, there seems to be no place to hide the troops, so for the Ming army, the biggest threat is actually non-existent.

Then the most direct way left is hard shock!

The little prince is not blind, how could he give the Ming army a chance to attack.

But I didn't expect the little prince to be really blind, or this guy didn't take the 2,000 Ming army seriously, and decided that the Ming army would not dare to attack the camp.

Of course, there is another possibility that cannot be excluded, that is, the little prince is waiting for the Ming army to attack in the big camp, and wants to fight a battle to wait for work.

"The distance of the Mongolian scouts is thirty miles, but there are not many in this direction, and they can be easily pulled out!" Zhu Houzhao snorted.

Wei Xin nodded hurriedly, although he said that he was now Zhu Houzhao's echo worm, but after all, he had been guarding the Xuanfu for many years, and he was also a general, so he didn't have the ability to sit on the throne of the chief general of the border army.

"The steppe tribes are scattered, and it is impossible for the little prince to wrap all the tribes around him, so even if the scouts of our army meet the enemy scouts head-on, it will not arouse much suspicion, this is the opportunity to wipe out the enemy scouts as quickly as possible."

Zhu Houzhao glanced at the sycophants, but also admitted that this method was really good.

After discussing for a while, a few people have already decided on a strategy.

Early the next morning, hundreds of Mongol scouts carried the most commonly used cavalry bows of the Mongol cavalry, and whistling with sabers in their hands, they divided into three groups and headed towards the little prince's camp.

The war horse galloped wildly, and after a while, the group of scouts that Bao Rige was in collided with the scouts of the Little Prince's Department head-on.

"Where did it come from?"

Speaking in pure and fluent Mongolian, Bozhige said, "We are from the Batu tribe and want to see the Great Khan."

"What's the matter?" The little prince scout was not suspicious, this thing is too common in the grassland, not to mention that the scout on the opposite side must be Mongolian, and his mouth is full of Mongolian, so naturally he will not be a spy.

"Tell the Great Khan about the movements of the Ming army." Bao Rige replied honestly.

Ming Army...... The little prince's scout is also a life that escaped from the battlefield of Dushikou, and now when he hears the word Ming Army, he will think of the hellish scene in front of Dushikou, which is also considered to be a battle-hardened battlefield in this life, but the sea of corpses and the pungent smell of gunsmoke have become his lingering nightmare.

In the past three months, it has not been a group of Mongols who have come to defect or report the movements of the Ming army, so it is not surprising, so he asked: "Where is the Ming army now?"

"It's less than three hundred miles from the camp." Bao Rige began to curse as he spoke, talking nothing more than nonsense about how the vicious Ming army attacked the tribe and what blood flowed like a river.

The little prince scout was a little impatient when he heard this, and waved his hand to let Bao Rige and his party leave quickly, of course, not to get rid of people, these men have lost their tribe, if they wander on the grassland and can't find supplies, they will starve to death in less than ten days.

Bao Zhige and the scouts hurriedly thanked him, and then stepped straight on his horse and prepared to leave for the camp.

There aren't too many Mongolian scouts, and their goal is to pull out the nails, and if possible, it's not impossible to pretend to be a Mongolian scout.

As the so-called wealth and danger are sought, as a Mongolian, only when the Ming Dynasty waged war on the grassland, its role will be the greatest, so these Mongolian scouts riveted one by one, in order to obtain military merits, and then fight for glory and wealth in the Ming Dynasty, and become a real Ming man.

"Whoosh......"

Just at the stall where Bao Rige and his party and the Mongolian scouts were staggering, suddenly, I saw Bao Rige roll up his sleeves, and on that arm was a crossbow glowing with dark iron light!

More than 30 Ming army scouts shot in one round, and immediately shot over the seventeen or eighteen little prince scouts, and none of them were spared!

Close range, no defense, this can't be regarded as carelessness at all, this is already a joke with your own life.

Ignoring the horror in the eyes of the clansmen, Bao Rige and the others turned over and dismounted, and then stabbed the sharp blades in their hands into the hearts of more than a dozen people.

What compatriots, what siblings, are all farts in front of interests.

No one cut off their heads, and the military merits of the new army are not counted according to their heads, so there is no need, even if it is necessary, because they still have to continue to advance, until they reach the camp of the Little Prince's Department, and then find the opportunity to continue the assassination.

The pure Mongols are their best disguise, making it extremely easy to do what was still a little tedious.

After dealing with their compatriots, Bao Rige and the others did not delay any longer, and stepped directly onto the war horse and continued to move forward.

And Zhu Houzhao's 2,000 main forces have also begun to move slowly, regardless of whether the scouts have the ability to pull out the nails in front of them, the strategy of attacking the little prince will not change in the slightest, it is nothing more than the difference between being easy and fighting fiercely.

Twenty miles ahead, Zhu Houzhao saw the little prince scout who was killed by Bao Rige and others.

"The crossbow arrow sneak attack, so that the enemy soldiers lost most of their combat effectiveness by surprise, and then stabbed the heart with a knife, decisively finished, skillful and admirable." Zhu Houzhao smashed his mouth and looked at more than a dozen corpses, as if he was looking at the most perfect work of art.

Shu Tianlu looked at the sky and said: "It's almost now, there is still an hour before dark, and this place is still thirty miles away from the little prince's camp, so it is not appropriate to continue to move forward, and it should be camped and repaired."

"Yes." Zhu Houzhao did not object this time, and he finished his work in one battle, just tonight!

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