In this world, there is no shortage of heroes at any time, but the so-called heroes are actually defined.

What you think of as a hero may not be in the eyes of others, because the result is different depending on the position.

In the eyes of Qian Yong and others, and even everyone in the entire Ming Dynasty, with white phosphosphere eggs to drag the enemy's Shizi guards who create trouble for the enemy, that is the existence that can enter the Xianzhong Temple.

But in the eyes of the Golden Horde, these people were no less than demons who stepped on the fire of hell and came to demand their lives.

Oh...... No, the Golden Horde was a predominantly Mongol state, and there were a small number of Arabs among them, who didn't seem to believe in heaven and hell......

However, now Qian Yong is not in the mood to think so much, because ......

He was surrounded.

Traveling lightly and quickly, this desperate method can indeed have unexpected effects, such as a sneak attack on the king capital of a country, and it is successful.

Although it was said that there was no real damage to Sarai, the capital of the Golden Horde, it was enough to give the Golden Horde a disgrace and make them lose face.

But again, the reason why this method is called an all-and-nothing method is that it is so dangerous.

It's like now.

It's just that things seem to be a little different from what should happen under normal circumstances......

"Are you sure?"

Qian Yong looked at the herald in front of him, his face gloomy.

"General Huiqian, his subordinates are sure!" The herald's face was full of grief and indignation, not only because of the sacrifice of the prince's guard, but also because of the enemy who attacked this time.

"In addition to the cavalry, there are also heavy armor that the Mengyuan cavalry will not be equipped with, if the information given by His Royal Highness the Prince is correct, these people should be the people of the Grand Duchy of Lithuania......"

"Even ......"

"Or even what!?" Qian Yong's mood became lower and lower, and his bad premonition became stronger and stronger.

"Even ......" the herald gritted his teeth and voiced his suspicions.

"The presence of soldiers of the Grand Duchy of Mosk cannot be ruled out!"

……

Grand Duchy of Mosk.

Qian Yong hadn't mentioned this country for a while, because the Grand Duchy of Mosk had just experienced civil strife and had changed its rulers, and this level of civil strife had a great impact on the overall strength of a country.

Not only will the population, economy, and military effectiveness be greatly depleted with the civil war, but it is not something that can be achieved in a moment when a new ruler takes control of the situation.

Besides, the current Grand Duke Yuri of the Grand Duchy of Mosk managed to ascend to the throne with the help of the Ming army, and there was no ...... At least for the time being, there is no need to rebel.

The strength of the Ming army is clear, and the most taboo thing about war is to bring personal feelings, but in the same way, once war is contaminated with personal feelings, the situation will become uncontrollable.

It's been two years in Europe, and European countries actually have some understanding of the Ming army, even if the system or something is not clear for the time being, but the three major generals of the Ming army must have figured it out.

There is a saying that is somewhat arrogant, but in fact, Qian Yong also knows that he is indeed very important.

In a war, if the core generals are killed, the tide of the war will definitely change.

So, what gave Yuri the confidence to send troops from the Ming army?

Thinking of this, Qian Yong was shocked!

"Is there a chance to break through!?"

Although he had known the answer to this question for a long time, Qian Yong still asked it again.

Because if he died before but died on the battlefield, if he dies now, he will let an important piece of information be buried in the ground with him.

"General ...... Returning Money"

The herald bowed his head, but only halfway through his sentence.

Seeing this, Qian Yong slowly clenched his fists, but he let go weakly.

Yes, if there was a way, he would have broken through a long time ago, so why bother here......

"Pass the order, get ready...... Preparations for the last battle......"

The low tone was filled with sadness, but at the same time, it was also resolute......

……

Sarai is actually really a good place.

Although geographically located to the north, the frontier of this Xiaoice period appears a little colder, but this is the Great Plain behind the Ichiro Plateau and the Kazakh hills.

In addition to this, there is the Caspian Sea to the south and the Volga River to the east, which can be said to be an endless steppe, which is very suitable for nomads like them.

But in Qian Yong's view, the choice of the place to bury the bones is still the best hometown.

Looking at the enemy troops persecuting from the east, Qian Yong's left hand clenched the scabbard, and his face was gloomy.

Soon, the enemy army stood in position and stopped, which also made Qian Yong's heart a little disappointed.

The other party should be a very good general, although Qian Yong is a lightly armed and swift raid this time, it is almost impossible to carry a weapon for long-range attack, even if there is a short crossbow or something, but it will hardly have much effect.

Arrows are limited, and they can't turn the tide of battle.

But even so, the enemy still chose to stop at about 300 paces, and at a glance he knew that he was preparing to attack with the whole army after he had been put in order, and annihilated his side in one fell swoop, leaving no possibility.

However, after the enemy army gained a firm foothold, they did not charge immediately as Qian Yong imagined, but the shield array in front of them parted a gap, and a person rode out on horseback.

Soon, two people who were also riding horses followed the man out, and Qian Yong suddenly had a general concept in his heart.

This person should be the general of the enemy army this time.

"General Qian Yong, huh?"

He spoke fluent Chinese, but it did not surprise Qian Yong, because he was now facing an enemy from the east, not the enemy from the north as the herald had said.

In other words, these enemy forces are most likely from the Golden Horde.

"Yes, I'm Qian Yong! Who are you!? ”

Looking at the enemy general, Qian Yong's eyes turned, wanting to look for an opportunity.

In a mortal situation, he has to find out as much as possible about the enemy, find out the most important people, and see if there is a chance to solve the biggest threat before he dies.

In this way, he can get rid of a trouble for Zhu Zhanyan, although it may not have a great effect, but it can be regarded as a worthwhile death.

"I am Ulukhi Mahama!"

……

The enemy general's answer made Qian Yong stunned, because even if it was him, he didn't expect it to be this person.

Uluhei Mahama, the current Great Khan of the Golden Horde, yes, is the equivalent of the Great Khan of the Ming Emperor!

"You're bold." Qian Yong was silent for a long time before he spoke.

"As the lord of a country, not to mention personally leading the troops, but also to the battle formation, out of the large army to meet me."

"Why? Don't tell me you're trying to recruit me, if you're trying to recruit me, prove that you know me somehow, and people who know me don't usually think that way. ”

"Well, it's a pity." Mahama seemed to be happy, and the smile on his face never faded.

"I'm here to recruit you."

"I know where you come from, I know what you're going through, and I know where you're now."

"Your wife is Zhu Sanfeng, one of the three fierce generals under the command of your Ming and Han princes, and is called a demon from hell by those white people."

"But I also know that your wife is infertile because of what happened in her early years, and although she has taken a concubine for you and has a son, you should know that none of that matters."

"According to your Han people, a concubine is a concubine, and the children born to the concubine can only be a concubine, although you will inherit everything from you because you don't have a concubine, but ......"

"What do you have to inherit?"

"A title of general with an empty title, but without any real power? Or is it the title of the first right-hand man under Zhu Zhanqi? ”

Or ...... Your title of murderer in the Wa Kingdom? ”

When Qian Yong heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't say anything.

"Look, follow Zhu Zhanyan, you don't get any benefits." seemed to feel that he had poked Qian Yong's pain point, and Mahama's tone was a little higher.

"No title, no official position, no property, a bad reputation will make you carry it, and even your wife is a woman who has had that experience."

"Yes! There's no denying it! What your wife did was indeed great, sacrificing herself for your Ming dynasty, but what do others think? ”

"Right now, although you have been respected by all Han people, you should know that it is not real respect, but fear."

"They are afraid of Zhu Zhanyan, so they are also afraid of you."

"But if you surrender to me, then everything will be different!"

"Knighthood! Dignitary! Houlu! Belle! Money! What you want, you have whatever! ”

"You know, we Mengyuan people don't care about our background, we only care about our ability!"

"As long as you have the ability, you can gain the respect of everyone, including me!"

……

Looking at the silent Qian Yong, the smile on Ma Hama's face became more and more unscrupulous, but on the contrary, the Ming soldiers behind Qian Yong became more and more depressed.

If Qian Yong surrenders, everything they do will become a joke, and then they will be ordinary soldiers......

Thinking of this, some people's faces had a wavering look, and some people's faces showed a resolute look, but the most obvious thing was the two princely guards beside Qian Yong.

The left hand holds the scabbard tightly, and the right hand rests on the hilt, which is always ready to rise.

But......

"Maha ......"

Qian Yong's voice was very small, so small that it seemed to be talking to himself.

"Huh?" Seeing Qian Yong's lips twitching but not hearing a sound, Ma Hama was stunned for a moment.

Qian Yong raised his head, and there was a smile on his face, and it was extremely bright that did not match the current situation.

"There's a question I want to ask you."

"You say ......" Mahama's brow furrowed, but he spoke anyway.

Qian Yong tugged at the reins and controlled the war horse under his crotch to take a few steps forward.

Such a simple action made the two princely guards beside Qian Yong immediately draw their knives, and the blade turned out to be Qian Yong.

It's just that the knife has just been drawn, and before it can be raised, it freezes in mid-air.

"Mahama, in your life, have you ever done it for others...... Desperate? ”

(End of chapter)