"Zhu Di!?"

An angry shout woke up like a dream.

Forty-five years ago, Zhu Di made his second expedition to Mongolia in the north, stopping at Hulan and losing temperature along the way, and at that time, he was only an eight-year-old young son who followed his grandfather Mahamu on the expedition.

It was also that battle that allowed Ye Xian to see Zhu Di's courage and strategy, which also became a nightmare that Ye Xian lingered night after night in the next ten years.

That year, the Ming army, under the leadership of Zhu Di, broke his grandfather Mahamu, and chased and killed the Warat soldiers all over the mountains, completely crushing the spirit of the Warat people.

Since then, when the Warat people saw Zhu Di's dragon flag fluttering, they were all terrified.

Even Yexian's brave and invincible grandfather Mahamu has been in a slump since then, and he no longer dares to be an enemy of Zhu Di, and later died at the hands of Arutai.

Zhu Di, this name, is also the nightmare of all the grassland people.

also turned his head first, followed the voice, and saw the picture that seemed familiar to him in his dream, but the protagonist who led the Ming army was no longer Zhu Di, but the newly enthroned Jingtai Emperor Zhu Qiyu.

The new monarch of the Ming Dynasty seems to have the same bravery as his grandfather.

More than 10,000 avant-garde recruits of the government army, under Zhu Di's example, defeated the Wara forward that had been fighting for a long time, and even the Chinese army could not resist their edge.

However, the main problem is not the positive.

Behind you.

Shi Heng and Shi Biao, the two old enemies, brought the elites of the Ming army who came over to copy the butt gathered more and more, and they really called a god to block and kill the god, and the Buddha to block and kill the Buddha.

I had no choice but to order: "Blow the horn and retreat back to the camp!" ”

The Warat army lost the courage to resist, and the cavalry of many Mongol tribes also dispersed in a hurry.

Zhu Di was riding on a horse, and when he saw a Warat cavalry about to get on his horse and escape, he rushed forward and slashed it to the ground with a knife, blood splashed on his face, and his eyelids did not blink.

Then he turned around and ordered loudly: "Clean up the battlefield, put away all the horses, swords, guns, and armor that the Warats have left behind, these will be useful for us." ”

"Stop chasing!"

With only more than 10,000 recruits, Zhu Di was very happy to be able to repel the Wara Chinese army on the verge of collapse, but since most of them were infantry, he still couldn't chase it anymore.

The Warat cavalry seemed to have collapsed, but in fact the number of injuries was not much, and it was easy to form a counterattack, and it was still necessary to rely on the city and the residential settlements in front of it to camp step by step.

"It's a pity, let me run away first!"

Zhu Di put away his knife and looked at the battlefield that was almost over.

The more than 10,000 recruits in the vanguard of the government army, although their morale was extremely high under their own leadership, had abandoned the pursuit and turned to clean up the battlefield, and the first goal was to snatch the horses that the Warats had left behind.

Horses, that's a rarity.

Zhu Di looked around and looked in the direction where he had fled in embarrassment.

In the future, if I enter the grassland, I will have to rely on the horses I have taken from you today to lay the foundation, and first, wait, sooner or later, I will slaughter you myself.

......

A great battle ended with a complete victory for the Ming army.

The army of more than 100,000 Warat besieged the nine gates of the Beijing Division, and the commanders of each gate fought bravely, and no one flinched.

Except, of course, for Liu Ju in Xizhimen.

Liu Ju really didn't expect that when he was carried back to Fengtian Hall by the soldiers after nine deaths, he was greeted not with praise, but with whispers full of contempt.

"I can't fight together, and I want to enter the city."

The words that the Xizhimen herald shouted back at that time are still in my ears.

Yu Qian is still fighting, Shi Heng is still pursuing, and Zhu Di is personally leading the avant-garde soldiers of the government army to clean up the battlefield outside Xizhimen, lamenting the difficulty of this battle.

And the Manchu ministers in the Fengtian Palace have already begun to celebrate the victory.

In the eyes of the courtiers, if there was no military department to give Cheng Xin's cadres to make arbitrary decisions, I am afraid that Liu Ju, who is greedy for life and afraid of death, will spoil today's good situation.

"It's a shame for me!"

"Yes, Jingshi Jiumen, only he wants to escape!"

"This Liu Ju, is he embarrassed to come back?"

"Hmph, if I were him, I would have crashed to death on the pillar, how did I have a face?"

Looking at these people in front of him, Liu Ju's heart was full of joy like falling into the abyss.

In fact, not only the ministers, but even Tao Jin of Andingmen, Li Rui of Zhengyangmen, Liu An of Dongzhimen, these generals who came back from bloody battles are also like this.

They stood together, all rejoicing in their victory, and Wenchen's congratulatory voices to them were endless, and at the same time, they were also despised by Liu Ju, a cowardly man.

Even the pain of the wounds all over his body could not be felt at this moment, Liu Ju suddenly felt that they were right, he was a coward, the chief general of the Nine Gates of the Beijing Division, and only he was full of thoughts about escaping.

Coward.

This word deeply pierced Liu Ju's heart.

"You..."

The soldiers of Xizhimen who helped Liu Ju back looked a little angry, others didn't know, but they saw with their own eyes the leading soldiers of their own general, and it was precisely because of this that they had their lives back.

Don't they know that the main force of Warat is in Xizhimen?

Sun Ruo smiled and said: "Zhuqing's family, don't worry about this, our army has won a great victory, and the whole world will have fun." ”

"Our army has won a great victory, Warat has withdrawn, and now it should be safe to send envoys out to redeem my son, right?"

Liu Ju stretched out his hand to stop his subordinates from wanting to speak for him, turned around and left lonely, limping, as if these celebrations in the Fengtian Hall in front of him had nothing to do with him.

The next moment, however, someone held him firmly.

Liu Ju raised his head, but what he saw was Zhu Di, who had just returned from the Xizhimen battlefield.

Zhu Di looked up and down, nodded at him very affirmatively, and then, without saying anything, he pulled Liu Ju back to the Fengtian Palace, and said loudly:

"The first hero of this battle is the governor of Xizhimen, Liu Ju!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar.

"Is Your Majesty crazy?"

"Liu Ju is just a weak villain, and he is the only one who wants to escape!"

Zhu Di looked at the Ming Yan official who spoke, and sneered: "Oh? In that case, Aiqing is really loyal to the country, and is she willing to die on the battlefield with her family? ”

Yanguan thought that the war was over anyway, and with the support of everyone, he stubbornly said: "Exactly! The minister is brave and loyal, and the sun and the moon can be seen! ”

"If you give the minister a chance, the minister is willing to go into battle to kill the enemy!"

"Well, that's good!" Zhu Di snorted, threw the sword in his hand on the ground, pointed behind him and said: "Now Yu Qian is attacking the camp of Wara, and the war is not over yet, my great loyal minister." ”

"You pick up my sword now, step on my war horse and gallop out of Xizhimen, and you can meet a few Warats."

The official didn't know the specific discovery of the battle at all, and his eyes widened when he heard the words, and he didn't dare to speak.

"Go, why don't you go?"

"Such a brave and loyal, Jing knows nothing about the war outside the city?"

"I've given you a chance, and you're useless!"

"Who the hell is a coward?"