That night, the Mahei Maba battalion retreated to Sanli to avoid the trench offensive that Zhu Su was constantly approaching. He didn't dare to directly attack Zhu Su's soldiers, and sent his horse to his grandfather Timur and fourth uncle Shaharu for help, saying that the main force of the Ming Dynasty was actually here, and asked them to deal with the extremely difficult Zhou King Zhu Su quickly.

As for why not withdraw farther? Nonsense, behind them is the thirsty stone city that Fei Ju is defending, retreat to the thirsty stone city, don't they have to be hit by the rain of arrows and artillery in the city in vain?

This is also one of the reasons why Ma Heima is so anxious, he is now Zhu Su in front of him, and he has thirsty stones in the back, and he is caught in the gap between these two sides and is in danger. It's funny to say that their Timurid Empire was the one who surrounded the enemy and was ready to encircle the point and send reinforcements.

Now it can't be encircled, as for sending reinforcements...... The trench dug by the king of Zhou seems to be more difficult to beat than the walls of Thirsty Stone City.

On the contrary, it was he, the besieger, who was surrounded by others.

……

On the Southern Front, the situation was reversed.

Zhu Di's department was in a situation of being surrounded by Shaharu and Timur's east and west. Although there is still Fei Ju to the north, who occupies Thirsty Stone, the situation is not optimistic.

On the periphery of the original Milan Sha's station, the sound of shouting and killing was already earth-shattering, and countless Ming troops were killing together with the army under Shaharu's department. Relying on the large number of people, the offensive of Timur's army did not stop day by day, if it were not for Fei Ju and Zhang Dingbian in Thirsty Stone City who organized several breakthroughs to respond to Zhu Di's troops, I am afraid that this Ming army would not even have a moment of rest.

But Rao is like this, and their current situation is still not optimistic. According to the original plan, after occupying the high ground where the sand camp in Milan was set up, they should have used the topography of the camp and various fences to hold off horses to stabilize this position. However, due to the previous fire and the speed of Shaharu's support, the Ming army did not have enough time to set up and repair the defensive facilities, and even failed to occupy all the defensive positions.

This has also led to the fact that now here is in an extremely tragic tug-of-war.

"Go up! Warriors of Mongolia! Go up! Maham roared in a sharp voice, and beside him, countless Mongol warriors of the Warat tribe followed one after another, guarding the line in front of him with a single sword in their hands. Feeling the trembling of his hands and the exhaustion of his spirit, Mahamu only felt a burst of sadness. I paid such a big price, I just want to be able to climb to a high place and be a good man. But this hope seems to be about to become an extravagant hope today.

It's not that he didn't want to lead people to surrender to Timur again, but first, he was familiar with the ways of the Timurid Empire: although Timur had become Turkic and believed in the Heavenly Religion, his practices were actually still Mongols in his bones. The fundamental reason for the bravery of his troops was that Timur did not stop his soldiers from burning, killing and looting.

The current situation seemed clear to Timur's side, so Timur had issued an order that as long as this Ming army could be defeated, no one should be sealed and allowed to slaughter and plunder their booty...... In such a situation, even if you surrender, eighty percent will be directly eaten and wiped clean by these people of the Timurid Empire, Mahamu is above the top, how can you be willing to send yourself into the mouth of the tiger?

Secondly...... In order to win the trust of the Ming Dynasty, he has paid such a big price, even the roots of his descendants are ...... Seeing that his merits are enough to seal the throne, how could he be willing to abandon Zhu Di and abandon the hard work accumulated in the Ming military merit book these days?

"Leader, I can't stand it, the Mongol warriors should shoot the enemy on horseback, and they really won't fight such a stupid battle with the enemy under the horse...... Immortal heaven, are you no longer caring for us......" There was a Mongolian general wailing.

Mahamu grabbed him by the neck and brought him viciously in front of him. "Now that the thieves who have turned their backs on the Immortal Heaven have surrounded us on the mountain, how can we shoot the enemy with bows and arrows on our horses? I only know that it will not be the warriors who complain, if you still have the strength, you should hurry to the back and drive the war horses to the back, scatter them with the startled horses, and plug the gap......"

Hearing that Mahamu was preparing to use horses to guard the camp, the Mongols were shocked: "Chief, horses are the reliance of our Mongols, how can we use horses to ......?"

At this moment, Mahamu was extremely disgusted with this brainless compatriot, and wondered why the Mongols could not be as dexterous and intelligent as the Ming people. "As long as you win, the war horse will naturally be able to grab it from the other party! But if we are defeated, we will all die, and what is the use of war horses? ”

"Go! If this place is lost, I'll be the first to kill you! ”

The Mongol who had been explained suddenly came to his senses, stumbled to the stable to look for the horses, Mahamu gritted his teeth, saw that the situation ahead was not good, and was about to try his best again, but suddenly heard the cheers of the Mongolian soldiers.

"King Yan! It's His Royal Highness King Yan! ”

"His Royal Highness the Invincible King Yan has come to our aid!"

Ma Hamu turned around in surprise, only to see a big banner with the word "Yan" standing out in the oblique thorn, and hundreds of soldiers of the Yan Army's Shenji Battalion wearing armor surrounded the big banner and rampaged. The soldiers of these Shenji battalions were like tigers entering the flock, and the firearms in their hands first harvested the lives of a wave of soldiers of the Timurid Empire, and then the speed of the horses did not decrease, and it was another charge, and the banners of the generals of the Timurid Empire retreated one after another as if they were avoiding death.

"Your Highness!" Mahamu made a quick decision.

The Mongols shouted loudly, and with the startled horses that were lowered down the mountain, they finally successfully pushed back the offensive of the Timurid Empire. There was no time to build fortifications, so Mahamu had the gap plugged with horse carcasses. The horse corpse was heavy, and under the overlap, the mouth that had been dismantled was suddenly blocked tightly.

"Meet His Royal Highness King Yan." Mahamu learned the etiquette of the Han people and knelt down to Zhu Di on one knee.

"No need. Mahamu, you're doing a great job. ”

Zhu Di, who was dressed in armor and looked like a god, came out from behind the Yanzi banner. If Zhu Su's combat style is mostly to sit in the rear and command, then his Royal Highness, who is also considered to be the most capable leader of the army, is known for his bravery and courage. The ability to defend the camp in the past few days can be said to be all due to the martial arts of Zhu Di and his pro-army Shenji Battalion. As long as there is a danger of rout, Zhu Di's Yanzi banner will definitely be there in person, and he will repeatedly expel the enemy with unparalleled bravery.

I don't know how many times, this Mongol army, which was regarded as a flaw and withstood a strong attack, turned the corner because of Zhu Di's timely support. Zhu Di's banner of "Yan" has stood like an undefeated myth in the hearts of these hero-worshipping Mongolians. As long as the banner is still there, they believe that they will not be defeated.

After appeasing the tired Mahamu again, Zhu Di once again returned to the central camp with the pro-army to garrison. Only at this time was surrounded by cronies, and his face was a little tired: he was also a human being, although his will had been tempered like steel under the ideals of years of conquest and westward conquest, but his body was mortal after all. The almost sleepless arming, galloping to help, and looking for fighters had already overwhelmed his body.

"Your Highness." By his side, Zhang Yu stepped forward with a little distress and helped Zhu Di hold the reins of the horse. "If you really can't do it, let's break through."

"The reinforcements of the Fifth Highness have not arrived for a long time, but I am afraid that it will be more than lucky...... I have abundant national strength, great recuperation for a few years, a few years later, a comeback, since I can compete with this Timur again. Why ......"

"Once there is a defeat and the morale of the army is lost, how easy is it to send troops to the Western Regions? I'm afraid that in the future, we will all be pressed and beaten by the Timurid Empire. Zhu Di shook his head, but his bloodshot eyes were full of determination. The fifth brother has not arrived, there must be other plans. He believed that we would be able to hold off Timur's army, so he did not come to help. ”

"The fifth brother believes in me, just like the fifth brother of this king's faith. Can I break through alone and abandon him in this wild land of Central Asia? ”

"But...... The Fifth Highness is only a remnant of the weak brigade! Zhang Yu was still puzzled. It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, only with those soldiers, what can the Fifth Highness do? ”

"This king doesn't know either." Zhu Di shook his head. "However, this king believes in him, and Monk Yao also believes in him...... You should also know that he is not an ordinary person. ”

Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment, and wanted to say something, but he remembered the miracle created by the Fifth Highness in the past when he attacked Nahachu in the northern Xinjiang, and he couldn't help but look forward to it a little in his heart.

Hundreds of people walked silently towards the Chinese army, and on the way, the wind was quiet, unconsciously bringing a few wisps of tragedy to their figures. Zhang Yu was a little relieved, thinking to himself, His Royal Highness does not admire Ronghua and does not hesitate to do this, but now that he has made a decision, even if it is a horse leather shroud, His Royal Highness has no regrets.

He is just a general, and he has been blessed with the grace of His Royal Highness...... The great thing is to go with His Highness, in order to be His Highness's generals under the Nine Springs, and to gather the banner for His Highness to kill Yama.

Zhang Yufang had the heart to fight to the death, but when he was about to reach the Chinese army, he was bumping into a herald with a red antelope in his head galloping over.

When the herald saw the Yanzi banner, he immediately accelerated and ran over, and before he arrived in front of Zhu Di, he hurriedly rolled the saddle and dismounted, and his tone was irrepressible joy:

"Your Highness, get a tip from an enemy agent!"

"Timur has withdrawn!"

(End of chapter)