At this time, Tuoyu was already only three feet away from Zhu Di, and he heard the long sword flying down in his ears, and the fierce and powerful momentum that broke through the air was incomparable, so he had no choice but to twist his waist and turn it over, and when his feet landed, there was a burst of heart-piercing pain in his lower ribs, and blood came out of his clothes. Thanks to his superb martial arts and the fact that the martial arts of the person attacking behind him were different from Qin Zhuofeng's, he was vigilant and had a vigilance, if his martial arts were a little weaker or the strain was a little slower, he was still trembling with the three-foot long sword, but he was afraid that he had already nailed himself to the ground.

Tuo Yu stretched out his hand and pulled out the scimitar on his waist, stared coldly at Qin Zhuofeng, who was dressed in black, and stood in front of Zhu Di after reaching out and pulling out his long sword, and glanced at Fang Jinsong, who was in a one-armed green shirt a few steps away, and couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Even if he let go of Qin Zhuofeng unscathed, life and death are still unknown, although this one-armed swordsman only fights with him in one move, it is not difficult to see that even if this person's martial arts are slightly inferior to his own, it is definitely not a matter of winning between a few moves, maybe he will really die here today.

The group of Oirats soldiers in the distance saw that there was a guy moving here, and they immediately roared angrily and drew their scimitars one after another, rushing forward.

Zhu Quan looked at the delicate and powerless figure that flashed in his mind after Su Lan was subdued by his master, and sighed slightly in his heart, saying Living in this era of Jin Ge Iron Horse, how much tenderness can be tolerated in the world of Hanhu fierce battles? Stretched out his hand and pulled out the three-foot long sword handed over by his henchman Jing Jun, pointed at the Oirats soldiers who pounced like wolves and tigers, and shouted angrily, "Don't kill them." ”

For example, Qin Zhuofeng and Fang Jinsong, who are outstanding in martial arts, can't help but admire Tuo Yu's martial arts in their hearts, but Zhu Quan's resolute angry shout suddenly made the trace of pity in their chests completely forgotten, and raised the long sword in his hand to attack Tuo Yu.

Behind the tents in all directions, there was a jumble of footsteps, followed by the sound of a dense string of bowstrings and arrows breaking through the air, like a sudden storm in the quiet of the night, sweeping towards the group of Oirat knights in the open area of the camp.

Relentless arrows pierced through the Oirats' thin clothing and armor, piercing their heads, torsos, and limbs. Blood splattered with a muffled "poof" sound and screams, and the Oirat cavalry, who swung their swords and swooped down, pounced on them in the rain of arrows, and their fearless character made them still rush forward regardless of it.

The figures on the side of the camp were chaotic, and thirty or forty black-armored cavalrymen poured out, under the leadership of Duan Xiaotian, each of them danced the iron rod in his hand in the loud shouting, and rushed straight into the crowd of Oirat cavalry.

Zhu Quan recalled Zhu Di's words, and couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart, with Zhu Laosi's character, if he really wanted to kill Tuhuan, he would not say that he would be taken down. Thinking of this, he turned his head to draw his sword at his side, and Sima Chao, who was eager to try, said in a deep voice, "You go to Feng Tieling to pass on the king's order, and you will not move for the time being." With that, he hurried forward, slashed a scimitar with the long sword in his hand, and stabbed one of the Oirats soldiers in the chest......

Seeing the clansmen under his command screaming one by one to these sudden appearances in the darkness, the more ruthless and vicious black-armored cavalry was beaten to the point that their brains burst out, their tendons were broken and fractured, and they couldn't help but be torn apart, and their hearts were full of anger and incomprehension. Struggling slightly, the neck was already cut by the war knife that Zhang Yu was holding on his neck, and the blood flowed unnoticed.

Although the Oirat soldiers were brave and good at fighting, they had no choice but to fight in such a flat field, so they first shot a burst of arrows, and then rushed to kill these enemies who were wielding heavy iron rods, and fell down one after another screaming.

Duan Xiaotian led his disciples to sweep through like a storm, and above the open space in front of the boss of the tent, more than 30 people stood on the stubbornly resistant, and half of them were so powerful that the enemy's heavy iron rod shook the tiger's mouth and bled out, and the blade flew away.

Under the light of dozens of uncertain torches, more black-armored cavalrymen armed with war knives appeared.

Such a tragic battle had already made these Oirats go berserk, and several brave people who had lost their weapons actually roared in unison and rushed towards Zhu Quan, the king of Ning, who was not far away.

The figure on his side shook, and with the sound of chaotic footsteps, Zhu Quan stood solemnly, seeing the figure on his side shaking a group of black-armored soldiers like wolves and tigers towards these moths and flames coming to the enemy, blood splashed in the flickering of the sword, and it was an extremely tragic battle.

The dying roars and screams of the clansmen came one after another in his ears, Tuo Yu couldn't help but feel like a knife, his mind was uncertain, and he couldn't dodge it, and on his right arm, he cut a cut in Fang Jinsong's swift long sword.

Jin Yiwei Tongzhi Cao Wenbin held an embroidered spring knife, blocking in front of Zhu Di, his eyes watched Qin Zhuofeng's three swords-to-sword fight, thinking back to the sinister situation in his heart, his vest was also slightly drenched in a cold sweat, and secretly thought to himself If it weren't for the extremely strong martial arts under His Royal Highness King Ning, who had already taken precautions, I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to stop this Tartar man. Although he has strong martial arts, after all, he has been in a high position for a long time, and his reaction when the enemy makes a move is naturally far inferior to that of masters of the rivers and lakes like Qin Zhuofeng.

Yan King Zhu Di looked around at the brocade guards in front of him, looked at Lan Yu, who was looking at the whole time, and Wang Erhu and other personal soldiers who were holding blades in front of him, and couldn't help but smile slightly bitterly in his heart Lan Yu, these soldiers, once they fight, where are the two princes, Zhu Quan, who are still in their eyes, only Lan Yu, the commander of the three armies. Seeing that there were not many Oirats left, he immediately asked Zhu Neng to order everyone in the field who were still fighting fiercely to stop.

Zhu Quan understood in his heart that the reason why Zhu Di was so hot today to deal with Tuhuan's subordinates was to give him a dismount, and seeing that the black-armored soldiers fighting in the field ignored Zhu Neng's shouting, and immediately shouted, "All give this king a retreat." "He has been practicing internal skills for a long time, and with sufficient energy, his power is naturally not comparable to Zhu Neng.

As Zhu Quan broke off and drank, a group of black-armored soldiers supported and protected the injured Brother Pao Ze and dispersed. The ground was densely laid, and all of them were Dehuan's subordinates. The three Oirats who were lucky enough to die were also covered in blood at this time, panting for breath in their mouths, but there was no fear in their eyes.

Qin Zhuofeng and Fang Jinsong heard Zhu Quan's voice, and they also jumped backwards and stopped.

Zhu Di looked at the hands clenched into fists not far away, the blue tendons on his forehead burst out, smiled slightly, turned his head to Cao Wenbin on his side and said in a deep voice, "Lord Cao, the son of the barbarian chief of this tribe, I will bother you to take care of it yourself tonight, and the king will be released again tomorrow morning." Yan left under the escort of a group of brocade guards.

Lan Yu smiled and then whispered to a Chinese army Sima beside him: "You go to Wang Bi to pass on the order of this commander, and tonight he will personally lead Chang Mao, and Guo Ying's department will guard the Weilat cavalry." After saying that, he yawned while Shi Shiran went back to the account to rest, and he didn't bother to pay attention to the people in front of him.

Tuo Yu's eyes stared at Qin and Fang who were standing not far away, as if they were about to erupt fire in their eyes, knowing that Mo said that these four sides were full of enemies, but with the martial arts of the two people in front of him, he couldn't protect himself, let alone rescue the enemy who fell into the hands of the enemy, and after a moment of delay, those clansmen on the ground who were still seriously injured and not dead were one step closer to death, and at the moment, regardless of the bleeding on the wounds on their bodies, they leaned over to stop the bleeding and compress the blood of those seriously injured and not dead, hoping to save a few more lives.

Zhu Quan glanced at the messy ground, and saw that a group of fighting black-armored soldiers were injured, although there were a lot of them, but there were no dead people, seeing Tuo Yu leaning over to save the clansmen, his mind suddenly flashed the scene of Tuo Yu and Su Lan master and apprentice treating a group of Ming soldiers and the wounded soldiers of the three clans in Liaodong, and secretly sighed slightly in his heart, and said coldly, "Take your clansmen and leave." ”

After Tuo Yu was busy for a while, tying up a dozen or so seriously injured and undead clansmen on horseback, Su Lan had already relieved Qin Zhuofeng of the acupoint and rode on a horse, seeing the corpses of the clansmen who were still alive and well ago, he couldn't help but cry like rain. didn't look at Zhu Quan again, and silently followed the master and left slowly.

Zhu Quan watched Su Lan's master and apprentice leave indifferently, his face turned pale, he glanced at him silently, shook off the blood on the blade with a wave of his wrist, and put the three-foot-long sword off the sheath while saying coldly, "Do you think what we did today is too arrogant and unreasonable?" Speaking of this, he snorted coldly in his nose and said slowly: "In the past, your ancestor Forest Mongolia, followed Kublai Khan's Mongol army to destroy the Southern Song Dynasty, went to the Central Plains to burn, kill and loot, how did you ever tell the Han people of the Song Dynasty the slightest truth?" Today, we are only returning blood for blood, and treating others in the way of others. ”

Bright sunlight gradually pierced the sky, enveloping the endless grassland.

Zhu Di sat on the horse, watching the unhappy who looked a little aggrieved being escorted to the front by Cao Wenbin, and pointed to the cart in the distance with a horsewhip in his right hand full of blades seized from the Yuan army on the side of the fishing sea, and said coldly, "I want to come to this king, you have come from afar, and all you ask for is this." These blades are enough for 20,000 soldiers. After that, looking two or three miles away, under the leadership of Nasutai, the commander of the Oirat Wanfu, thousands of cavalry stationed on horseback, looking like a great enemy, couldn't help but have a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and said in a deep voice: "On the occasion of parting today, this king has an allusion that has been passed down by my Han people through the ages. In the third year of the Jianyuan Emperor of the Western Han Dynasty, when the Xiongnu Zhizhi Shan Yu killed the Han envoy Gu Ji, in order to prevent the Han Dynasty from sending troops to retaliate, he led his troops to move west to Kangju and was sheltered by Kangju. Chen Tangjiao, deputy captain of the Western Regions Metropolitan Protectorate, dispatched Tuntian soldiers and a total of 40,000 people from various ** teams in the Western Regions to expedition to Zhizhi Shan Yu, Kezhi Zhicheng (now Taraz, Kazakhstan), and completely annihilated Zhi Zhi Shan Yu and his headquarters of 3,000 people. There are a few words at the end of Chen Tang, it is advisable to hang your head in the barbarian mansion to show that those who commit crimes against strong men will be punished even if they are far away! Speaking of this, he pointed at Tuhuan with a horsewhip in his hand and shouted: "If you dare to offend my Ming Dynasty, this king will personally command the northern expedition of the army and come to the grassland to find you." ”

Zhu Di watched Tuohuan leave silently with a cold gaze, and secretly thought to himself in his heart that the arrogance of killing you like this is to let you know that the Oirats are not qualified to bargain with my Daming today, and can only be used as a pawn for us to contain other tribes.

The Northern Expedition of the Ming Dynasty was more than 140,000 people, escorting the captured Northern Yuan military and civilian prisoners and countless cattle, sheep, horses, and livestock, which converged into a huge torrent and embarked on the road back to the south.

Tuhuan returned to his sister Su Lan alone, and saw his subordinates from Nasutai, thousand-commander, centurion and below, everyone was full of grief and indignation, and it was obvious that he was deeply ashamed of being captured overnight, looking back at the vast flow of people in the Ming army, the unfathomable Yan King Zhu Di, he couldn't help but secretly feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart, pointing to the cart full of blades left in the open space for the Ming army, and gritted his teeth and said, "At present, the mortal enemy of my Oirat tribe is the Qiergis tribe, the Asut tribe. After the death of the Northern Yuan Emperor, those nomadic tribes and tribes who were nomadic on the Mongolian territory of our forest, if they did not submit to our Oirat tribe and the Warat country founded by my father, they would have to disappear from this world forever. I swear by the heavens that after the Varat dominates the grassland, it will be the time for us to set foot on the Central Plains and shame these Han people. ”

When the Oirat soldiers heard these words, their chests seemed to be burning with flames, and they all pulled out their swords at their waists and roared angrily.

Tuo Yu looked at Qin Zhuofeng who was riding a horse in the distance and standing on the side of Zhu Quan, the king of Ning, and recalled the miserable scene that his people had suffered last night, and his chest was full of irrepressible hatred.

Su Lan couldn't help but cry with joy when she saw her brother return unharmed, and her heartstrings fluttered when she heard the happy words. She knew very well that although her eldest brother hated the Northern Yuan Emperor to the core, she dreamed of one day leading the Oirat tribe to dominate the steppe and become a figure like Genghis Khan. The fighting, which is ten million times more brutal than last night, will sooner or later be staged between his own people and the Han people. Even if he married Zhu Quan, the king of Ning, it was difficult for all this to change in the slightest. After sighing softly, he quietly rode his horse and turned around and headed north. Thinking back to the face of the master Tuoyu who was standing beside his brother, his face was full of violence, and he no longer saw the kind look of the past, and a sense of loneliness surged in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel sad and couldn't help himself.

Under the clear sky, Zhu Quan sat on top of the "dark clouds covering the snow", looked at the Oirath cavalry in the distance, and secretly thought to himself in his heart: Although Zhu Laosi let go of Tuhuan and returned to the mountain, his strategy of "one mountain and three tigers" is undoubtedly the most beneficial to my Ming Dynasty at the moment. In the future, no matter which clan has the upper hand in this grassland, it will be our mortal enemy. Thinking of this, looking back at the group of black-armored cavalry who were sitting on their horses silently under the leadership of Feng Tieling and Fang Jinsong, he couldn't help but make up his mind in his heart, whether it is to be happy, Gui Lichi, or Arutai, I Zhu Quan is waiting for you. Thinking of this, he turned his horse's head and smiled at his master Qin Zhuofeng, "Master, let's go home." With that, he slammed his legs around the horse's belly and ran forward.

When Qin Zhuofeng turned the horse's head, he couldn't help but look back at the vague figure of Tuo Yu in the distance, and sighed slightly in his heart, "You were attacked by me and Brother Fang Xian yesterday, it must be difficult to be convinced, I hope that one day between the two of us, there will be such a dignified and upright opportunity to fight for life and death."

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