Chapter 125: The Crystal Was Stolen
Thousands of Warat soldiers were captured at one time, which was unprecedented in the Orthodox years.
This honor now falls on his head Xie Ze.
Xie Ze was not carried away by the joy of this moment, he first ordered someone to inform Xuanfu of the situation here, asking for reinforcements.
Then he ordered people to take all these Warats down, watch them down, and let everyone hurry up to repair the damaged pass fortress to prevent the Warats from counterattacking.
When the news arrived at Xuanfu, Yang Hong was so excited that he almost overturned the table.
This is the Warat Army that directly took the entire Yanghekou, and the battle situation can almost be said to have turned the whole situation around.
Such a great achievement, such a great achievement.
This Xie Ze is really a surprise.
Yang Hong sent Xie Ze, just to attack Warat, it is best to take advantage of it.
But I never expected that this direct wave of regiments would turn into a war of annihilation.
The messenger said that the Xuanfu army did not engage the Warats, and that the Warats had suffered heavy losses long before they arrived.
At this moment, Yang Hong was silent, and his face was quite entangled.
A letter from the British Duke pointed out that only two armies had participated in the battle.
Since the Xuanfu military horses played soy sauce, this shows that it was this flying ball battalion that achieved such brilliant results.
It's just a night's work, and thousands of Warat troops are either dead, fleeing, or surrendering.
What kind of sacredness is this, so terrifying.
Of course, this is just one reason why Yang Hong is silent.
And one of the most important reasons is this merit.
In the past, this great achievement must be with him Yang Hong, and with Xuanfu and honor.
After all, this is the battle of thousands of heads, how can it not be a piece of the pie?
For example, the Flying Ball Battalion attacked Yanghekou by surprise, Wara was in chaos, and the Xuanfu army took the opportunity to attack, so that the credit would not have Xuanfu and its own share.
It's not good to eat alone, it's better to be happy alone, it's better to be happy with everyone.
This kind of great achievement, a knighthood can be obtained.
Such a temptation
But in front of this today, what politeness is there to speak of?
It's just that today's splashing credit is very tricky.
This flying ball camp has a very unusual origin.
Yang Hong didn't know the specific origin of this flying ball camp, only that it was from Beijing, and it was highly valued by the British public.
He thought to himself that this flying ball camp was so valued by the British public, which showed that the British public also valued this merit......
For the sake of this merit, I have sinned the words of the British public......
After some entanglement, Yang Hong sent men and horses to reinforce Yanghekou, and handed over the defense of Xuanfu to the deputy general, while he hurried to Bauhinia Pass non-stop.
When Yang Hong, who learned of Xuanfu, had personally arrived at Bauhinia Pass, he was extremely shocked up and down Bauhinia Pass.
Compared with the news brought by Yang Hong, this is a bit of a trivial.
After listening, Zhang Fu and the others all gasped, and they looked at each other.
Even Yuan Bin didn't expect last night's results to be so brilliant.
Thousands of Warat people died tragically last night, and the grain and grass hoarded in Yanghekou were wiped out overnight.
Even the Arazhiin lost an eye.
The name of Arazhiyuan is not unfamiliar to the border army.
Over the years, Hexi, Liaodong, and everywhere there are traces of him, and he has almost become a nightmare for the border army.
Take out any of these things, it's a great achievement.
In the post-battle count of the Flying Ball Battalion, only five Flying Balls failed to return safely.
Five, one on top of four, that is, in this battle, the Ming army lost at most twenty people.
And Warat, just dead, twenty after two more than two.
This extremely disparity in battle loss ratio also revealed to everyone the terrifying combat effectiveness of the Flying Ball Battalion.
Sun Xiang's tears of excitement were about to burst out of his eyes, and after sorting out his thoughts a little, he immediately asked people to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
He wants to play, play, and bring the good news back to Jingshi.
Sun Xiang suddenly thought, how should this piece be written now? Do you want to use some spring and autumn brushwork?
After thinking about it, it's okay.
I'm afraid that no one will believe this when it is written, but if it is exaggerated, it will really become a script.
Not only Sun Xiang, but Zhang Fu was also excited and couldn't sit still: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is really a god."
The flying ball made by His Majesty is simply an artifact of the country, it is really an artifact of the country.
If there is no Majesty Flying Ball, today, today is such a great victory, this battle in the old man's opinion, since ancient times, no one can match. ”
Of course, this is suspicious of sycophancy.
And no one has been able to match it since ancient times......
Zhang Fu's words, in just a few words, gave the greatest credit to His Majesty.
After Yang Hong heard this, he secretly shouted in his heart that it was dangerous, so dangerous.
Fortunately, I have gone this way, and I don't want to be greedy for credit without lard.
Otherwise, grabbing credit with the emperor is not the job of the old birthday star to eat arsenic.
Next, Zhang Fu ordered to inform the three armies of this matter, and for a while, the momentum of the Bauhinia Pass increased greatly.
On the other hand, the Warat outside the border is the opposite.
When the news of the people who had fled from Yanghe reached Wara, it almost dealt a fatal blow to Warat.
The first reaction I heard was disbelief.
Yang Hekou is so important, he has released thousands of men and horses, and there is a fierce general like Arazhiyuan, how could he lose it overnight.
Even if the Ming army had those flying things in the sky, it was impossible, it was absolutely impossible......
The dying and struggling first sent his most loyal brother, King Bodu, to Yanghekou to see what was going on.
King Bodu did not bring back the good news that he wanted, but it was the beginning of a nightmare.
Yanghekou has been captured by the Ming army, and the Arazhiyuan has disappeared.
There was an atmosphere of despair throughout the tent.
Yanghekou was lost, and the Ming army had already put their swords against the back of the army.
What's even worse is the grain, grass, and materials.
He also originally put the grain and grass in Yanghekou and let the Arazhi Yuan guard it, which meant that he was preparing with both hands.
First, this place is still a certain distance away from Datong and Xuanfu, so it is safer to put it here.
The second is to prepare for the retreat.
With these grains and grasses, you have the capital strength to control others, at least so that your own tribe can survive this cold winter.
Can ...... now It's all gone.
This means that this year's war with Ming, to Tumubao, and then to the south, his painstaking management has all become a joke.
At this time, his heart was like a knife, and the whole person was about to collapse.
His face was distorted, hideous and terrifying, and he looked up to the sky and roared: "Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Qizhen, you, you ......"
Feiqiu must be inseparable from Zhu Qizhen.
First of all, he knew that Zhu Qizhen would be so tricky, he should have killed him early.
also burst into tears first, and no longer bothered to maintain his clever calculations, everything was under control.
Now he just wants to roar, roar, vent.
Everyone was trembling.
If Zhu Qizhen was here, he would understand first.
After all, it's a good fight, the crystal has been stolen, and no one can stand it.
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