"Kill!"

On the grassland, fast horses gallop, yellow sand covered the sky.

Because of the war, a large number of young men were also recruited first, among the tribes, most of them were old and weak women and children, although there were also some young and strong, but they realized that something was wrong, and when they wanted to get on the horse to meet the enemy, one by one feathered arrows had arrived, and an arrow pierced the chest directly, and the people fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the cavalry like a tide swept in in an instant, slashing and slashing, and all those who tried to resist in vain were all killed.

All of this is neat and tidy, just a cup of tea, and the overall situation has been decided.

The tactics of the Ming army became more and more skillful, and at the beginning of the raid, the plan was not meticulous enough, and the soldiers were still a little rusty with their cooperation, but after breaking through several tribes in a row, their experience began to become richer.

I even feel that this kind of small tribe can no longer satisfy the appetite, when will I be able to meet a decent scale, I can kill to my heart's content.

The old and weak women and children in the tribe, all trembling, have long been controlled by the soldiers.

Those old men looked at these Ming soldiers in horror, they had the experience of going south to fight the grass valley many times, but ...... But they had never seen a Ming army that could go so far into the desert.

In their eyes, they were panicked and uneasy, and many women and children made all kinds of harsh cries.

Li Zhen didn't wait for the order, so he repeated the old trick, let these old and weak women and children go, and sent someone to follow them secretly.

The current 3,000 battalions, except for the general direction that requires Zhu Qizhen to take the idea, are completely in charge of Li Zhen at other times, this person is already tall, plus he hasn't shaved for a few days, and his face is full of vicissitudes, like a veteran who has been on the battlefield for a long time.

After the sun set, the grassland was dark, dead silent.

After some rushing and fighting, the soldiers were already tired, and they fell asleep.

No matter day or night, Fan Zhong stayed by Zhu Qizhen's side, and when he was about to close his eyes, he only heard Zhu Qizhen muttering: "I am the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and in the future, your children and grandchildren will remember me...... Surrender to me......"

Fan Zhong opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the young man quietly in the dim firelight.

He is almost fifty years old this year, and he has accompanied three emperors, in his heart, Emperor Yongle is invincible in the world, Emperor Hongxi is incomparably benevolent and righteous, and Emperor Xuande has both martial strategy and benevolence, but when it comes to orthodox emperors...... It's hard to put into words!

In Tumubao, I thought that the Ming Dynasty was exhausted, but I didn't expect that this young son of heaven suddenly rose up and personally led the army to fight a bloody road.

Under the city wall of Badaling, in order to save the displaced people, he rushed out without hesitation, and it felt like ...... Owe them?

Sometimes, I really don't know what he's thinking.

However, one thing is certain, the orthodox emperor of today is no longer what it used to be.

If you are like this, Daming will be prosperous for at least another fifty years!

The morning sun rose, the scouts had already come with flying horses, and more than ten miles to the northwest, a large tribe was discovered.

When Li Zhen heard this, he immediately cheered up and ordered the soldiers to take away everything they could take away, and those who couldn't be taken away gathered together and burned to ashes.

Three thousand soldiers galloped towards the northwest like a lightning speed, and after more than an hour, they found a lake, and not far from the lake, there was a large tribe, which seemed to be at least more than three thousand people.

Li Zhen followed behind Zhu Qizhen, looking ahead from a distance, her face cloudy.

Obviously, this is an opportunity, but it is also an uphill battle!

Since the 3,000 battalions entered the grassland, they have encountered small-scale tribes, and each time it has been an overwhelming victory, and there has been no battle damage so far, so I am afraid that it will not be possible to do it today.

He looked at the cavalry behind him, all of them resolute and murderous.

Fighting and burning all the way, eating the enemy's cattle and sheep, drinking the enemy's mare's milk wine, living in the enemy's tent, and burning it with fire when it was finished, like a pack of hungry wolves, rushing into the sheepfold and giving what they wanted.

When they first entered the grassland, they were still a little nervous and afraid, but gradually, when they smelled more and more blood, they gradually began to become numb.

Nowadays, these people are full of murderous energy, they are becoming more and more proficient in the use of bows and arrows, and their tactics and coordination are also extremely skillful.

The long run had left them in rags and stinking, and many of them were more or less wounded, looking like a remnant army from a distance, but their faces were resolute and full of spirit, and they exuded a fierce murderous aura.

These eyes seem to say, where the enemy is, we will kill, although there is no regret in death!

Li Zhen came to Zhu Qizhen on his horse, clasped his fists and saluted: "I found a large tribe ahead, the number of people is about three thousand, please instruct the emperor!" ”

Zhu Qizhen turned around and looked at everyone, and said with a resolute expression: "For many years, no one has dared to go deep into the desert like us alone, and slaughter the Warat people like chickens and dogs. In the past, only they went south again and again to fight the grass valley, killing the people of the Ming Dynasty, and looting the property of the Ming Dynasty, but they didn't know that in this world, there is a saying called blood debt and blood repayment. ”

All the soldiers shouted in unison: "Blood debt and blood repayment!" ”

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

Zhu Qizhen raised his hand and said word by word: "Now, the time has come to pay for blood debts and blood!" ”

There is a perennial shortage of materials on the grassland, and things such as candles and oil lamps are even more scarce, so after the sun sets, people fall asleep.

In the dead of night, there was the sound of horses' hooves......

Someone couldn't help but get up, get out of the tent, and look into the distance.

In the moonlight, a group of black shadows approached rapidly in the distance.

What is that?

No one answered.

It must be a nearby tribe.

Why do tribes walk at night at night?

Could it be that something is happening at the front and troops are being mobilized?

If this is the case, I am afraid that the few remaining young men in the tribe will also enlist.

Alas, in a war, the grassland was almost exhausted, and even children of thirteen or fourteen years old had to go to the draft.

The black dots on the horizon, more and more, more and more dense, they are moving in this direction with the sky above their heads, and faster and faster, faster and faster!

Finally, someone sensed that something was wrong and yelled, "Be careful! ”

The cavalry on the opposite side was getting closer and closer, and the iron cavalry, which had long been well fed and drunk, was like the wind, flashing in their hands.

Only the light reflected by the blade under the moonlight when the sword was raised high.

They...... They are enemy troops!

This is the hinterland of the steppe, how can there be enemy troops?

It doesn't make sense!

You must know that this place is thousands of miles away from the mainland of the Ming Dynasty, and the front line is the 100,000 army of the first Taishi, how can there be an enemy army running to the rear?

Many people are starting to get a little confused.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

"Pick up your bows and arrows, prepare your long knives, and prepare to meet the enemy!"

"Immortal Heaven, I beg you to bless and kill these demons!"

However, it was not the immortal heaven that answered him, but a sharp arrow.

The locust-like arrows quietly appeared in the night sky, and when they fell, countless Warats fell directly.

In fact, the Varats, who were sleeping at this time, seemed very sluggish, and did not expect any enemies here at this moment, and even their bows and arrows were not opened.