The Qianjun failed in the night attack and wanted to retreat, but the little prince set his sights on Xiahou Mang.

He connected his qi to the clouds, and a sharp wolf's tooth arrow had been sent from his horse.

Bend the bow and take the arrow!

"Go!"

Shout!

The cold light like a silver star swept a thousand steps away in an instant, and it went straight to Xiahou Mang, who was retreating in a hurry!

"General be careful!"

At the last moment, a member of the six-rank cadre broke out, and the whole person jumped up from the horse, blocking behind Xiahou Mang.

In an instant, the wolf's tooth arrow pierced through the body, and the powerful energy on the arrow even pressed the horse under him to the ground on its four hooves!

The wolf's tooth arrows are still flying!

Fortunately, this delay gave Xiahou Mang time to react, and he turned around slightly, and the wolf tooth arrow passed under his empty left arm and shot into the air.

One-armed people also have the advantage of being one-armed, at least they can kill a fraction of the area of able-bodied people.

However, even if he dodged, Xiahou Mang was driven by the strength of the wolf's tooth arrows to turn people on their backs.

"It's a pity."

The little prince easily killed a few cadres who seemed to have a high level of cultivation, as an appetizer, and once again mobilized the clouds and rushed towards Xiahou, who had no horses!

Seeing another arrow flying!

"Daqian can have no last general, no general!"

Fortunately, the general gave up his life, not only blocked the arrows with his body, but also sent the horses he was riding, so Xiahou Mang was able to get on the horse, and the danger was full of dangers, and finally he finally succeeded in leading the army to withdraw.

In just a few moments, the cadres who failed in the night attack disappeared into the vast night.

"Meng people are the masters of the grassland."

The little prince stood proudly on his horse with a bow.

Hu Butai said loudly: "King Khan, the warriors of our army have lost 200 people, seriously injured 100 people, and lightly injured 27 people!" ”

The little prince responded heroically: "How many casualties are the cadres? ”

"Four thousand three hundred and twenty-one! Most of the rest were also injured, and among them there were thirteen generals above the sixth rank! ”

Ed.

The casualties were all made up, and most of the Meng people did not know how to count, so it was impossible to count the battle losses so quickly.

But no one cares, everyone knows that this is a big win, almost a number, it's fine.

"Whew-"

"Whew-"

"Purr—"

The camp resounded with the shouts of the Meng army!

From the south to attack the Great Wall, I have been aggrieved all the way, and I finally raised my eyebrows!

I've had enough!

Now he finally has the demeanor of the master of the grassland!

"Not bad."

The little prince understated on the surface, but he was still a little shocked inside.

A small victory at the door of the house can make Meng people cheer so much, it seems that it was really embarrassing before.

But now that I have eased my strength and looked again, I saw that the dry man was nothing more than that.

Although the big and small emperors are brave, but the soldiers are not strong and the horses are not strong, and there are no more than 10,000 people who can use them, but everyone in Beimeng can fight, everyone fights, and they are all warriors on their horses and scimitars.

Now that the morale has returned, the situation has reversed, and after this defeat, it will be difficult for the cadres to gather the 12 Guards for the Northern Expedition.

Moreover, the big cadres are worried about internal and external troubles, and after the little emperor returns to the court, it will be difficult to drive the expedition again.

"This is the end of Daqian's victory."

After this battle, the little prince finally regained his self-confidence.

For several days in a row, the Mengjun army and the cadres fought 13 small battles.

The Meng army is more familiar with the terrain, good at arching horses, and has a slight advantage.

"Although Gong Qingshan is strong, as long as our army makes a roundabout guerrilla attack and does not fight head-on, there is nothing he can do."

"Gongsun Qi has not made a move, it should be controlled, it seems that the big and small emperors do not fully trust Gongsun Qi, but only use his murderous name to hit the morale of our army."

The little prince stood on a dirt slope, and it was cold from the heights.

In these days, among the 12 guards of the cadre army, all the generals named by name have suffered from his sudden cold arrows.

His archery skills are combined with the mobility of the cowardly Xue Junyun and the maneuverability of the horseman, as long as he pulls back and forth, he is the most terrifying thing on the grassland!

The previous two big defeats were just limited by the terrain and placed by the little emperor, and now, the advantage is really him!

Even the masters of the cadre army have nothing to do.

Gong Qingshan's cloud qi and the twelve guard armies did not match, and the three thousand white-haired veterans were placed in the two armies, and the cloud qi was a little insufficient, and the performance was mediocre.

Gongsun Qi is a look and a mascot.

This means that among the cadres, there is only one little emperor who can fight with him.

And the little emperor has not made a move.

"Little Emperor ....."

Thinking about it, a cold wind blew, and the little prince suddenly felt a chill behind him.

Riding alone to kick the camp, riding into the city alone, all kinds of little emperors who risked their lives could not be greedy for life and afraid of death.

The two armies fought many times and did not show up at all, indicating that the little emperor must have left the army alone!

The little prince realized that something was wrong, and these days he was a little dizzy because of his successive victories and gaining the upper hand!

"Royal Court!!"

Hu Butai also realized the problem and secretly said that it was not good.

Although the royal court still has a certain garrison force, the little emperor is a master after all!

"Hubutai, you lead the cowardly Xue Jun to rush to the royal court with me, be quick!"

There is no need to worry about the army, now that the morale is high and the clouds are heavy, it is impossible for the cadres to fight hard, so it is good to order them to go down and withdraw slowly.

The safest royal court in the hinterland of the desert is in unprecedented danger!

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Mobei.

Zhao Zheng led 10,000 elite cadres and stood against the wind.

As far as the eye can see, a big mountain faintly appears, which is where the Beimeng Royal Court is located, and the wolf dwells in Xu Mountain.

Running all the way through the clouds, never sleeping, and finally arrived at the destination!

Even Zhao Zheng has some differences.

Although they are all elites, they have not fought in a war for ten years, and they still have this kind of literacy, which is really admirable, and they are worthy of being soldiers!

He clenched his hands into fists, stood in front of the donkey, and exclaimed from the bottom of his heart:

"You are the most elite warriors of Daqian!"

The soldiers were solemn and looked at the little emperor, who seemed to be young, and had already won two big victories, leaving enough prestige in their hearts.

Zhao Zheng took a deep breath and said awe-inspiringly: "Even if you are a Meng person on the grassland, you can't run thousands of miles without sleep, but you have done it!" ”

Although there was a tangle in his heart, he still said neatly: "I, there will be a reward!" ”

The eyes of 10,000 soldiers are excited, waiting for this moment!

It's all flesh and blood, who the wants to fight to the death and run thousands of miles without sleeping? Tired or not!

Aren't you waiting for pay?!

They stared at the Wolf Juxu Mountain in the distance.

In the eyes of every soldier, there seems to be a flame burning.

No one is afraid that the little emperor will not give money, so much silver, he can't take it all.

Along the way, they have seen too much.

There are gold and silver bricks on the Great Wall, silver under the desert, and even under the snow in Daqing Mountain, there are also patches of snowflakes and silver.

It's not a daydream, we have reasonable suspicions that the Beimeng Royal Court also has silver.

It is said that the wolf Juxu is sealed, the wolf Juxu Mountain has arrived, and the fight is over, shouldn't it be sealed!

The soldiers are all short of breath, and the gold, silver and jewelry are not a mirage!

It's right in front of you! It's in this prairie! It's in this Wolf Juxu Mountain! It's right here on the banks of the River of Suffering! It's in this Beimeng Royal Court!

First come, first served!

This momentum really made Zhao Zheng stunned for a moment, he used to think that the military soul was something, but he was just talking.

It seems that these 10,000 soldiers, after several major battles, are also like white-haired veterans, and have the belief to conquer the Quartet for the great cadres, and live up to the name of the elite!

Zhao Zheng was also agitated in his heart, and drew his sword and held it high!

The sunlight shone on the rusty iron sword, deflected, and then deflected, as if it shot into the Beimeng royal court opposite.

"The soldiers of the three armies obey the order, the horse steps on the wolf Juxu Mountain, and I want to stay in the royal court overnight!"