Qingdi Border Pass, Ningxia Town.

At this time, hundreds of thousands of troops gathered here, crazy to rush to the border pass, as if not to break the pass and swear not to stop, and the Yuan army changed the cautious style of fighting in the past, completely sparing military strength, almost attacking the city in the way of dead people.

This method of siege can achieve the shortest time in time, but in terms of military consumption, it will increase exponentially.

In the land of the Chinese army, Wang Baobao was "protected" in the center, he naturally knew how the current Yuan army was attacking Ningxia Town, his brows were furrowed tightly, and his heart contained monstrous anger, but he was powerless.

Around him, more than a dozen white-skinned men in strange robes protected him without leakage, preventing anyone from approaching.

At this time, Li Qiufu entered the tent of the Chinese army, and his face was extremely ugly.

Wang Baobao was "protected", but to order the Northern Yuan army, he had to ask for Wang Baobao's order.

Therefore, the person who gave the order must be Li Qiufu.

Because if anyone else goes to pass the order, the Northern Yuan army will be suspicious and will not obey the order.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, Wang Baobao sat in the first place, and there didn't seem to be anything abnormal.

On his side, Timur's envoy sat with a smile on his face, looked at Li Qiufu who walked in, and asked.

"How's the battle going?"

Li Qiufu ignored the Timurid envoy, but came to Wang Baobao, respectfully saluted, and then looked at Wang Baobao, holding his breath in his heart.

Of course, he didn't want to pass on the order of the Timurid envoy, but if he didn't obey the order, maybe Wang Baobao would turn into a corpse in the next second.

"Ningxia city defense buildings, our army will be difficult to capture for a while and a half."

Li Qiufu Ning claimed.

This sentence immediately made Timur's envoy look sad, and he had received the news that His Majesty's vanguard army of Bhutan had arrived in Sudi and was launching an attack on Jiayu Pass.

According to the plan, he needs to kill from Qingdi to Sudi before sunset tomorrow to complete the joint attack plan.

"Fill it in everyone, don't be afraid of life and death!"

Timur's envoy shouted.

This sentence made Li Qiufu suddenly furious, and he glared fiercely at Timur's envoy.

I thought don't be afraid of life and death, it's not your soldier, of course you don't care!

Along the way, the 250,000 Northern Yuan army marched along the border line of the Ming Dynasty, and was closely pursued by Lan Yu in the rear, and almost did not resist much because of the blind hurry, and was slaughtered by Lan Yu with more than 10,000 cavalry.

Now there are still 50,000 rear troops dragged by Lan Yu fifty miles away, and there is a high probability that they will also die cleanly.

Therefore, when I arrived at the town of Ningxia, there were only about 150,000 left of the 250,000 army, and for the sake of speed, I launched an attack as soon as I arrived at the city, and there was no time for even the most basic repairs, and because of the rapid march, I didn't carry any siege equipment, and I completely attacked with my body.

But what is the place of Ningxia Town, an important town that has been built since the early years of Hongwu, and the city is strong.

In just two or three rounds of attacks, the 150,000-strong army lost more than 30,000, and if it continues like this, even if Ningxia Town is finally captured, I am afraid that the Yuan army will also lose everything.

But anyone who cares about the lives of these soldiers will never adopt such a siege method.

"What? What the envoy just conveyed was the meaning of the Great Prime Minister, so don't you even listen to the Prime Minister's orders?!"

Seeing that Li Qiufu didn't care about himself at all, and looked completely disobedient, this Timur envoy opened his mouth coldly and moved Wang Baobao out.

Almost in a moment, these more than a dozen white-skinned people in strange robes all looked at Wang Baobao in the first place, and they were all murderous, as long as Li Qiufu said even a simple "no" word from his mouth, Wang Baobao would be dead on the spot.

Li Qiufu's heart was full of anger, his chest rose and fell with anger, he looked at Wang Baobao, and found that Wang Baobao couldn't speak at all, but Wang Baobao's eyes were telling him to put the state affairs of the Northern Yuan Dynasty first.

After a long silence.

"Yes

。」

Li Qiufu lowered his head and nodded helplessly.

In fact, for the current Li Qiufu, the best way is to go to Emperor Yuan and tell him that Wang Baobao has been placed under house arrest, so that Emperor Yuan can take over the power of the Northern Yuan Dynasty as the Emperor of the Great Yuan, and order the army to return to Mobei, so as to preserve the remnants of the Northern Yuan to the greatest extent.

But in this way, Wang Baobao completely lost the meaning of existence.

Waiting for Wang Baobao's ending, there is a high probability that there are only two.

The first one, lost the value of commanding the Northern Yuan army, and was directly killed by Timur's envoys, after all, in the eyes of these Timur's lame dogs, Wang Baobao is a chess piece, and after losing his value, his life is almost the same as that of a dog.

The second, even if he is free, but it will not be long before he is absolutely free, and in the end, he will be put under house arrest again by Emperor Yuan, or even killed on the charge of rebellion, after all, there is no one in history who can survive after losing power.

Li Qiufu saw the meaning of "big self" from Wang Baobao's eyes, and it was obvious that Wang Baobao hoped that Li Qiufu would put the Northern Yuan army first.

But Li Qiufu was unwilling to comply, he couldn't bear to watch Wang Baobao fall to such an end.

Thinking from Li Qiufu's point of view, it is better to be a puppet than to die sideways.

What's more, Li Qiufu is Wang Baobao's cronies, which is well known to the entire Northern Yuan Dynasty, if Wang Baobao finishes the calf, he Li Qiufu will basically finish playing, and raiding the family and exterminating the clan is just a basic operation.

Wang Baobao saw that Li Qiufu had made a choice, his eyes showed disappointment, he silently closed his eyes, a generation of heroes, and now he can only sigh in his heart speechlessly.

Time, little by little, passes.

The light of day has already broken down.

The Yuan army's assault on the town of Ningxia continued, and the corpses of the Yuan army piled up outside the city.

In the tent of the Chinese army, Timur's envoy was sitting on Wang Baobao's side with a smile.

"The Great Prime Minister will soon be able to rule the Central Plains, and I am very excited in my heart."

This voice fell on Wang Baobao's heart, so that Wang Baobao had the intention of swallowing this thing alive.

He only regrets it now, why did he get involved with these guys at that time, this is a group of gluttons who eat people and don't spit out bones.

"If the Prime Minister can take the initiative to cooperate, how can he suffer the current suffering, His Majesty of Bhutan attaches great importance to the Prime Minister, as long as the Prime Minister is truly attached to Bhutan, he will definitely be able to be reused."

Timur's envoy said confidently.

Wang Baobao glanced at this Timur envoy coldly, and he couldn't suppress the eyes of the knife man at all.

How could he not understand what Timur's lame man thought, they came from Central Asia, and they had no sense of existence in the eastern country at all, even if they brought down the east, there was basically no way to manage it.

And he, the prime minister of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, is the only puppet candidate.

In the final analysis, he wanted to make himself a puppet of his Timur lame man, in order to control the East, nothing more.

What kind of character is he, Wang Baobao, even if he dies standing up, he will never live on his knees and be a puppet at the mercy of others.

"Really?"

"Then I want to ask if I can be reused if I belong to His Majesty of Bhutan, which you call you."

The voice of the desert sounded in this tent.

Everyone is stunned.

Especially Wang Baobao, his eyes were fixed on the front, and in the center of this big tent, there was a figure that appeared without warning.

Dressed in a jujube red dragon robe, the jade tree is in the wind.

"Zhu Xiongying"!

Although Wang Baobao had never seen Zhu Xiongying, the moment he saw it, he recognized it instantly.

Zhu Xiongying swept the situation in this tent, and after the success of Fuhu, Zhu Xiongying adjusted slightly, changed his clothes, and moved to this northern place with a great move.

"Who?!"

Timur's envoy looked startled when he heard this, and he also looked at Zhu Xiongying, and his eyes shrank suddenly.

Who is this person? How did it suddenly appear?!

As for the white-skinned people in this tent, they all became vigilant, and took out their respective weapons and pointed at Zhu Xiongying, or a crutch, or a fast boy or something.

Zhu Xiongying glanced at the things in the hands of these white-skinned people, and sneered in his heart.

Damn, playing magic tricks with Lao Tzu here?

"I'm the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Xiongying looked at Timur's envoy, since this thing wants to know his identity, then tell him.

In an instant, this Timur envoy stood up with disbelief in his eyes, and he suddenly remembered what Wang Baobao had said before, and the Ming Emperor's possession was very human.

"Kill him!"

It doesn't matter if it's three, seven, twenty-one.

In the eyes of Timur's envoys, no matter whether the man in front of him was really the Ming Emperor or not, and no matter why the Ming Emperor suddenly appeared in this military tent.

Killing is always the most correct choice.

At the moment when Timur's envoy's words came out, the eyes of more than a dozen white-skinned people showed murderous intent, and Qi Qi's mouth didn't know what to read, and almost at the moment of chanting the incantation, the crutches and other things in his hands were all blooming with green light, which was really green panic.

"Eat a big melon?"

Zhu Xiongying's foreign language is not very good, and he was also blind when he graduated that year, and he couldn't understand what these white-skinned people were reading, but he could faintly hear the words "gnawing big melons".

"Bang bang bang..."

More than a dozen green rays of light fell on Zhu Xiongying, and a violent explosion sounded instantly.

Regardless of the real attack power, the picture is really shocking, and the entire military tent is almost blown away by the aftermath.

"Hehe, what Ming Emperor, it's not a mortal body, it's the same as a broken bones and ashes."

Timur's envoy looked at the center of the explosion, and a confident smile spread on his face, he had seen many times gnawing on large melons, and as long as these white-skinned people recited such a spell, the person who was hit never survived.

Not to mention, it was more than a dozen white-skinned people chanting a spell together, which was enough to turn the person who was hit into ashes.

Wang Baobao is also a Tong Kong, and it is the first time he has seen these white-skinned people perform offensive magic, but he didn't expect it to be so powerful.

"No wonder Timur's lame man was able to dominate Central Asia."

"This Ming Emperor, I don't know if he is dead or alive."

Just as Wang Baobao sighed in his heart, the smoke and dust from the explosion had also dissipated.

And at the center of the explosion, a figure appeared in everyone's eyes, Zhu Xiongying did not have the slightest scar on his body, not even a wisp of ash.

How can it be?!

More than a dozen white-skinned people were stunned, and all they had just cast were their strongest spells.

"Get on your knees."

Just when they were confused, a word was better than the fate of the sky.

I saw that the more than ten white-skinned people who had eaten big melons before, their knees involuntarily, knelt down in unison, and their eyes were full of unbelievable horror, and they wanted to wave the crutches in their hands again.

"Kacha".

There was a soft thud.

The crutches in the hands of these white-skinned people are all broken.

"Since you like to do magic, I'll do it for you."

Zhu Xiongying's eyes were contemptuous, and he swept over the white-skinned people kneeling on the ground, and snapped his fingers lightly.

"Watermelon."

"Bang bang."

A series of sounds, like the sound of a watermelon exploding.

It's just that it's not watermelons that are fried, it's the heads of these white-skinned people.

All of a sudden, the ground was full of exploding red and white things.

More than a dozen headless corpses, all of them fell to the ground, and the Tong Kong that Li Qiufu looked at on the side shrank straight, if the strength of these white-skinned people surprised him before, then now Zhu Xiongying's strength made him feel what fear is.

Wang Baobao also frowned, his eyes staring at Zhu Xiongying.

"You, you...!"

Timur's envoy was stunned in an instant.

Over the years, when he was fighting with Timur's lame man, he took these white-skinned people to many countries, all of which showed strange powers, and the other party was shocked, and then bowed down to his ministers.

When have you seen such a scene, this envoy looked at the red-robed wizard standing beside him, this is also the last savior in his eyes, this is the junior brother of the national teacher of the Timurid Empire, and the great protector of His Majesty Bhutan.

In the past, as long as this red-robed wizard made a move, anything could be easily settled.

This time, it will definitely not be an exception!

"Don't worry, I'll come."

The red-robed wizard was very calm and said in extremely broken Chinese.

The red robe didn't care about the death of the more than a dozen white-skinned people, as if in his opinion, these people were not of the same level as himself at all, and even if they died, it would not be a pity.

Remove the horned hat on his head, revealing the full appearance of the red-robed wizard, it is a black and white face, white on the left, dark on the right, and his eyes are unusually red.

This guy in a red robe, in Zhu Xiongying's opinion, seems to have absorbed too much radiation and mutated.

"You're amazing."

The red-robed wizard held his scepter and stepped forward slowly, looking at Zhu Xiongying with blood-colored eyes.

"It's a pity that I'm stronger than you."

With that, the red-robed wizard raised the scepter in his hand and roared, and the crystal on top shone brightly.

Rumble~!

The entire yurt, under this light, flew violently, and around the red-robed wizard, there was a roaring wind rolling up, and there was a thunder and electric snake swimming around.