"Great Khan!" Hudun Rabbit screamed loudly. See

"I'm gone, Great Khan..."

"Ben Khan? Ben Khan has been in the wind and rain for so many years, what are you afraid of!?" Hudun Rabbit straightened his waist and said, looking quite a bit of a senseless momentum of life and death. "It's you, but you don't want to go?"

"Guiying is willing to go to the soup for the Great Khan! Nothing more!"

"Then let's go, avoid the search of the Ming army, find a safe place to take refuge, and then join Ben Khan after this formation."

"Where did the Great Khan ask me to take Ezhe?"

"Do it yourself, and don't tell anyone but yourself." Hudun Rabbit shook his head. "Let's go, I'll take you to Ezhe."

Then he took Gui Yingcha to his tent in Fujin Sutai Sutai, and at this time Sutai was also sleepless in his clothes, and was talking with his son Ezhe. See

"Ezhe, come, come to Daddy." Hudun Rabbit beckoned to Ezhe beside Su Tai.

Ezhe was born in the second year of the Apocalypse, thirteen years old this year, although he is not very old, but his perennial privileged life makes him far from what he should be at this age in terms of height and body shape.

Hudun Rabbit is just this one son, and at this time, looking at this Ezhe, who was originally the heir of the future Great Khan, his eyes were full of doting and reluctance.

"Daddy." Hearing Huduntu's call, Ezhe walked over quickly, stood in front of him and saluted him.

"Wait, follow Gui Yingcha."

"Follow my uncle? Where are you going?"

"Don't ask where you're going, just go." See

"Why? Isn't it that we can't win!?" Ezhe asked again.

He is not a three-year-old child anymore, and he can see that the current situation is not optimistic.

"If you don't ask, don't ask! Why so many words? Just follow your uncle!" Hudun Rabbit's face turned blank and reprimanded.

If it was as usual, Ezhe would definitely not dare to say more.

But the situation at this time was not as usual, and the person concerned was still himself, so he questioned loudly:

"I'm not leaving! I want to be with my people! If we are defeated by the Ming army, the big deal is death! I'm not afraid of death! There are no bad seeds under the bloodline of the Golden Family!"

Hudun Rabbit looked at Ezhe, who was standing in front of him with his neck crossed, although he had a straight face, he was not a little angry in his heart. See

Once upon a time, this little boy who was not yet the height of a sheep also grew up and became bloody.

Look at what this said, there is no seed under the blood of the Golden Family!

Tsk, it's worthy of my Hudun rabbit species!

"You don't want to go?"

"Don't go! Dead or alive, I will be by your side and my mother!"

"Good! If there is a fight, protect your mother!" A smile appeared on Hudun Rabbit's face.

"Daddy, don't worry! I've grown up!" See

"Well, go ahead."

Ezhe nodded heavily, and turned to return to Sutae's side.

As soon as he turned around, Hudun Rabbit slashed at the back of his neck with a palm knife with lightning speed, and Ezhe was defenseless, rolled his eyes and collapsed to the ground.

Gui Yingcha was quick and hugged Ezhe.

"Great Khan!"

When Su Tai saw Hudun Rabbit making a move, he immediately screamed in a hurry.

"Sutai, let Guiyingcha take him away! Here, alas..."Hudun Rabbit stretched out his hand to stop Su Tai, who was about to come forward, and said with a gloomy face. See

Sutai's mouth opened and opened, but in the end he didn't say a word.

If they can't escape this time, the best outcome they face is to be imprisoned in eternal darkness, or they will be executed one by one.

In any case, he didn't like his son to be in the same situation as himself.

Running away separately and retaining a glimmer of hope is the best option at this time.

Su Tai silently watched Ezhe being carried to the war horse, and before he knew it, he was already in tears!

Hudun Rabbit's mood is not comparable

Su Tai is much better, he personally sent his son away, and he didn't know what his next situation would be.

Even, I don't know if there will be a chance to meet again. See

Or is it yin and yang?

At this moment, he would not know that this parting was the farewell between them.

Badali, on the other hand, had reached a distance of sixty miles after two days of rapid marching, and was now quietly awaiting the arrival of the Hudun Rabbit.

If Hudun Rabbit does not change direction, at most, it will be intercepted by Badali in one day.

By the moonlight, looking at Gui Yingcha and Ezhe, who were gradually moving away, Hudun Rabbit exhaled a long breath, glanced at Su Tai, and turned around and walked towards his tent.

For him, it seemed like the hardest night since he was born.

Even if he faced Huang Taiji at the beginning, even if he couldn't beat him, he could run. See

How can it be like facing Daming, it seems that even escaping has to rely on God's favor, there is no way, the gap is too big!

On the way to escape, the conditions were difficult.

Even his tent was many times more rudimentary than before.

He lay quietly on the bunk, and did not close his eyes all night, until the next morning, when the sky was white, he sat up, plucked a few sticks of grass from the ground, and stuffed them into his mouth.

The bitter grass juice sobered him up a bit, shook his head and got up, and walked out of the tent.

I don't know if it's because of the worry about the road ahead, many people have already woken up, or maybe they haven't been able to sleep like him.

Breakfast ended in silence, and then Huduntu gave the order to move on. See

The roar of the horses on the ground sounded again, and the large army moved again, still in the same direction, in the direction of the Badali garrison.

Thirty miles away from where they were stationed overnight, Zhang Erhu and several other Ming troops also had a night's rest and were happily eating breakfast.

There is a small bonfire in front of Zhang Erhu, on which a rice jar made of pure titanium is hung, and canned braised pork from Beidaihe is boiled inside, and the tempting aroma is bubbling out at this time. But as if he hadn't smelled it, he was staring at the flames in a daze.

"Commander, it's confused." The pro-soldier squatting beside him carefully reminded him.

"Huh?"

Zhang Erhu came back to his senses, sniffed the burning breath with his nose, and shook his head self-deprecatingly.

Compared with this seemingly tempting braised pork, he misses the rose water dumplings cooked by the beloved girl in the capital even more. See

He quickly took the rice bowl off the fire, took out a chopstick, and ate it with a cake.

"Ah Cheng, let the brothers eat and drink enough, there will be a big battle today!"

"Okay!"

The young man who was called Ah Cheng stood up excitedly, and after a while, there was an excited howl around him.

The long-term victory has given every soldier a kind of cognition in his heart.

That is, the battle is always won, but there are fewer people who die.

If you don't die, a big war may be able to run to a well-off. See

If you are dead, your family members who are still alive can also be well-off.

All in all, it's worth it.

And now their military salaries are uniformly distributed through global banks, without going through superior generals, so that they no longer worry that their military salaries will be greedy by their superiors.

Eat well, dress well, and have enough money and food.

Very good.