Chapter 189 Fight to Fame 3

Zeng's voice.

The shaman's raiser sticks out of his sleeve. On weekdays, no one has ever seen a shaman in action, and naturally not many people have seen his weapon.

"Either tell us about Genghis Khan's grave, or you'll go and die. I don't believe that among so many lambs, there is not a single obedient head sheep? The shaman's sword went straight to the back of Balu's heart.

"Don't disturb the rest of the Great Khan, in this way, how calm will the ancestors of the Houjin people." The lama also stood up, his bare head covered with beads of sweat.

"In the Central Plains, Cao Cao still has a gold digging captain, can the ancestors of the Cao family not rest in peace? What's more, if Lord Belle didn't need a new army, he wouldn't have come here. The shaman looked at the red-robed lama with disdain.

"If the master is so kind-hearted, why do you need to use golden sand to carve a golden body, wouldn't it be better to learn from the Buddha to feed eagles with his body?"

"You ......" the lama was choked up.

"There are many people who want to be the Mongolian prince in this king's tent, just like the grass that sprouts every year on the grassland, Lord Balu, you have to think about it."

"Even if I know it, I won't say it, not to mention that more than 10,000 horses are trampled and the grass is grazing for three years, who can find that place?" Genghis Khan, as if he were the only pride that existed in Balu's heart, was no longer the groveling Mongol prince, but turned to face the shaman and the sword directly.

"Really? If you don't have any information, you can ask questions. ”

The shaman took out a bronze mirror from his bosom with his left hand.

"Remember your brother, Achia? Do you know why the Archie tribe of a hundred girls disappeared overnight after giving two large carts of gifts? No wonder others, look at what is in his treasures. ”

After that, as soon as he let go, the bronze mirror fell to the ground.

"The affairs of the Archie tribe were also done by your Jianzhou people? No wonder, no wonder. No wonder those people would rather go to the bitter cold land of Qinghai than stay in this Nanshan pasture. No wonder they said so easily that Nanshan Ranch was given to me. ”

Balu's face was pale, and Mu Mu squatted down, picked up the bronze mirror, and muttered:

"Sending strong beams with treasures is tantamount to fighting fires with salaries. The Great Elder really doesn't deceive me. ”

Then he said firmly to the shaman:

"You go and ask the underworld and ask Akia!"

With that, he threw the bronze mirror directly at Dai Shan in the distance, and then grabbed the thin sword in one hand and slammed it directly into the shaman, holding a snowy dagger in the other.

"Humph!"

The shaman stepped back and stepped aside, and with a quick draw, the sword was pulled out of Balu's left hand, which seemed to be clenched tightly.

How could the obese Balu be his opponent.

Looking at Baru, who was staggering forward, the Shaman took a step forward and twisted his right hand holding the dagger backwards, knocking it to the ground. With a push on the way, he was directly pushed to the ground.

Balu lay there, snorting and panting.

"Who said to see Akia and go to the underworld? Isn't it okay to go to the water prison of the Venerable Master? ”

"He can't remember the location of the valley, can't you remember either?"

The three words of Qiyuan Valley fell on Balu's ears like a thunderbolt. He seemed to have forgotten to breathe, and he forgot to breathe, and just stared at the shaman blankly.

"What if you heard the words Altan Mountain again?"

Balu struggled to his feet and slammed directly into the shaman's rapille. At this moment, his heart for death was extremely firm.

"I can't die!"

The shaman put away his sword directly, and it looked as if Balu had pounced directly into the shaman's arms. The shaman held Baru's head and took off the crown from his head, still on the ground. Jet-black, dirty hands caressed from the top of his head to Balu's trembling, fat-filled face.

Pitch-black nails ran across his chin and ended up resting on his left eye.

"Report!"

A bloodied post-Taurus lifted the tent and walked in.

"Baylor, Baru's guards have all been killed. His four wives and eighteen sons were now all waiting for Baylor's command before the tent. ”

"Lord Belle! I am a Buddha with compassion. ”

"There is also a angry-eyed King Kong in front of the Buddha!" The shaman reprimanded directly.

"The Vajra Wand in the master's tent was also enshrined in Genghis Khan's family temple, and I don't think the master cares."

"You!" The master lama shook his wide red robes.

"But to wage war against the Lamaism of the world? Or did Baylor also feel that the Labd Monastery was no longer important? ”

"The master is serious."

Dai Shan, who hadn't opened his mouth for a long time, spoke up.

"Master since the Labu Monastery came to this throne, how can this king be cold to my Buddha's service one day? How could this king ever treat the master slowly one day? "Daishan didn't mean to let the shaman let go of Baru.

"This king originally thought that he could work with the master to build a Buddha country that belonged to everyone in the grassland and black soil. But how can you not know the situation of this king now? ”

"Today, Balu's wife and Xiaoshang have a master to plead, but how could the master have thought that the wife and children left by this king in Shangjing can be safe? If one day he also encounters the worry of falling into the nest, the master can also speak up for the king? ”

Dai Shan said coldly.

Then he took a few steps forward, picked up the dagger that Balu had thrown on the ground just now, picked it up and played with it.

Or is Lamaism just wishing to make this king one of the options that can succeed? Whoever succeeds? Can Lamaism be successful? Ben Wang doesn't mind, really. ”

He walked up to the lama guru.

"The king never minded you. Whether it is Lamaism or shamanism, it is to be promoted or to make a fortune. However, the king's requirement is to be of the same mind as the king, otherwise. ”

Dai Shan stepped directly in front of the lama and slashed his throat with a dagger.

The lama clasped his hands tightly around his blood-gushing neck and looked at Dai Shan in disbelief.

With another knife, Dai Shan stabbed directly into his right chest.

"Steal my gold, send a letter to my eldest brother, do you really think I don't know about this little thing? Or do you really think that by imprisoning my wife and children in the temple, you can blackmail me? Or do you think that if you believe in the Buddha, you can't die? ”

Puff ......

The lama fell headlong, and the gushing blood sprayed Dai Shan's body, and then gathered in a pool of blood on the snow-white wool stall.

"Look, why don't you hurry up and serve hot water to Benbele!"

Dai Shan threw away the dagger and looked at the trembling Mongolian woman huddled in the tent.

"Poke Balu in one eye, and leave one for him to see how his son died." The tent was full of blood, and Dai Shan's anger rose all over his body.

The shaman laughed gloomily, his dirty nails caressing Balu's eyelids.

"My Buddha is merciful, so let's bring the child in and let the poor father see it. Otherwise, it will be invisible for a while. ”

Balu writhed like a fat pig. The shaman looked light, but he made Balu kneel there and could only writhe in place, but there was no escape.

A child who was only four or five years old was dragged in by the Houjin guards, pulling his hair.

"It's the last chance, the golden jade seal of Houjin, Genghis Khan's Qiyuan Valley, your child, and precious eyeballs, you can choose one of these four treasures."

"Master Shaman, come and have dinner with this king." Dai Shan sat down, and in front of him was a hearty breakfast.

"Hang up his wife and children, and let them hang where they are, so that Balu can see clearly."

Eighty of Daishan's guards stood before the king's tent, and all that was left were Baru's wife and children, who were lying on the ground weeping loudly. A blue flag symbolizing royal power was also erected in front of the tent. The Mongols naturally fled far away, and even ordinary Houjin people could not come to them.

Suddenly, a rapid sound of horses' hooves came from a distance.

"Dismount!" The chief of the guard knew that this was his own person, but he could not directly ride into the king's tent under any circumstances.

He was just about to reach out and pull the reins, but he didn't expect that the person on the horse was even hotter than his temper, and he swung the knife down, and when he dodged, he directly reined in his horse and rushed directly to the tent.

When the chief of the guard looked again, he found that the blood was spilled all over the road, and he couldn't tell whether it was human blood or horse blood.

The horse stepped directly on the man on the ground, and seeing that there were still a few guards coming to block it, the one immediately brandished a long knife.

"Urgent military intelligence! Death to those who stand in my way! The moment the guard was stunned, he rushed in directly.

The horse screamed, using the last of its strength, and fell sideways into the tent, smashing out Baru, who was kneeling in the tent. Dai Shan directly threw away the food in his hand and easily blocked the Mongolian woman who was serving him in front of him.

"Report ...... Report ......"

The man, who was covered in blood, looked up and saw Dai Shan, threw away the long knife in his hand, and cried:

"Banner Master! Yuan Chonghuan of the Ming Dynasty came to the Langya Beach. He gasped violently.

"Siming Jiala Ezhen has lost seven people, and now he is still trapped in the Ming army......"

Dai Shanwei walked up to the soldier with a smile, grabbed his armor, and before he could speak, he saw the soldier spit out a mouthful of blood and collapsed directly.

At this time, Dai Shan saw that this person's back was full of crossbow arrows.

"Hehehe...... Hey hey ......"

Dai Shanyi let go and let him fall directly on the carpet mountain.

"When will our warriors bear the bows and arrows of the Ming Dynasty on their backs? At some point, my guards couldn't stop even a horse. ”

"Come on, prepare armor, no one can rely on it, I'll go up personally!"

…………

After counting this battle, Yuan Chonghuan's new army has fought against Houjin three times. Moreover, each time they did not have even a single major casualty. This is how the confidence of an army is built. Accumulating small victories into big victories, the soldiers and generals saw that Yuan Chonghuan's eyes became completely different.

In admiration, there began to be some trusting looks.

The hundreds of inexplicable Houjin troops just now didn't even break through the wooden stakes in front of the camp. Their corpses and the corpses of the horses formed a low wall around the perimeter of the stakes.

Occasionally, there were a few lonely surviving horses, just there grazing with their heads bowed as if nothing had happened.

"Several heralds have returned." The staff officer beside Yuan Chonghuan put away the brass binoculars.

"Hmm." Yuan Chonghuan took out the rolled paper cigarette from his pocket. Now when he reads books and newspapers at night, he usually rolls himself a cigarette while reading it, and then puts it in a wooden box. In this way, he can directly take it out and light the fire.

Seeing the general take out a paper cigarette, three or four staff officers stood directly in a circle to block the wind for the general. When Yuan Chonghuan saw this, he was a little embarrassed.

"Send someone to get the tobacco yourself, and I will roll it myself, and I won't give it to you."

Amid the low cheers of the generals, Yuan Chonghuan continued:

"Don't send people out, I guess either right away, or tomorrow will be the day of the decisive battle. From now on, the auxiliaries will distribute the prepared jerky, fried noodles, and barley to each soldier. ”

"The firearms battalion and the rapid-fire battalion should also prepare their own bows and arrows and weapons, and in case they are scattered, they must also have a second-hand preparation."

Whew, as he spoke, in the cold air, Yuan Chonghuan stretched his waist and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Don't look back at what you do, and don't covet a little bit of success. According to the plan, bypass the mountains and return directly to Huacheng! ”

"Whoa."

The people got up and bowed their hands.

Yuan Chonghuan took another long puff of cigarette, and then threw the last bit in the snow.

"All the nights and scouts are to be taken back. This piece is not yet our place, but. ”

He slapped on the guardrail of the watchtower and said arrogantly.

"What we can say now is that as long as the court is willing, we will definitely be able to come back!"

As he spoke, a black patch appeared in the distance.

"Tell everyone to get ready for battle."

"Order the wounded barracks, baggage battalions, and auxiliaries to leave first by climbing plows."

"Send a message to Night, tell them to be ready to be ready."

"Tell all the firearms battalions that this kind of opportunity is rare, and throw all the shells under the flag of that bullshit prince in a moment, blow up this dead pigskin, and we will go home!"

After that, he strode down the watchtower and turned over directly on his horse.

"Da Ming, fight!"

The fighting spirit on both sides is high, and the generals of each side have no more nonsense.

Dai Shan crooked on the carriage, looking at his 5,000 soldiers and horses and the Mongol army crowded in front. He wondered why Daming's army was so bold.

"Mo isn't it?"

Suddenly remembering something, he told the shaman.

"Venerable Master, there are only 2,000 people on the other side, this is not to be feared, just crush it. The Ming army, which has no danger to defend, was our opponent. On the contrary, after this battle, the Venerable Master had to take the trouble of finding out who had spread the word that we were here. ”

"Don't worry, the prince." The shaman didn't take the other side to heart either.

The confrontation between the two sides did not last more than a quarter of an hour, and it seemed that the soldiers of Houjin were even more reluctant to stay in the cold wasteland. As soon as the Mongols in front of them stood still, the drums of war behind them began to sound.

Yuan Chonghuan, who was riding on a horse, coldly looked at the overwhelming Houjin army that pounced on him.

He lit the last cigarette in his mouth, took a few puffs, and then swallowed the cigarette directly into his mouth, chewing through gritted teeth. Raise your crossbow bolts and get ready for battle.

Guerrillas, the shouts and shouts of the generals and adjutant generals, and the sound of orders sounded around him in a mixed manner.

Then, he saw the trebuchet behind his own army throwing countless stones at the Houjin army, which had already rushed in front of the stake. Yuan Chonghuan also participated this time, and the crossbow arrow in his hand began to aim at the Houjin design further behind.

In the face of the barbed wire powerless Houjin people, in the face of this kind of stake is indeed very experienced. After urging the Mongols in front to crash into the stakes like consumables, the overturned and broken stakes began to be dragged away one by one by the horses behind them.

There were so many people that almost in a breath of time, the fifteen-zhang stake was broken by thirty percent.

Dangrang, which also made Houjin's army pay a huge price. Under the slaughter of Yuan Chonghuan and their improved trebuchets and firearms, the corpses near the wooden stake were also piled up into a high wall.

Of course, there are still the majority of Mongolians.

Under the attack of the Mongols who were not afraid of death, the Houjin had gradually cleared a passage.

"General."

Yuan Chonghuan turned his face to the side, and what he saw was the prison army of Jinyiwei.

"General, if something is not harmonious, just run."

He already knew very well what sacrifices this army had made for the sake of the temporary tranquility of the Naturalization City.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Chonghuan did not object to his proposal.

"It's going to run, follow me for a while, don't get lost."