Zhu Di broke out in a cold sweat at this time, he actually knew very well in his heart that there were still Ming troops around Jiulongkou!

This time, the Ming army did not intend to annihilate the entire army of Warat, and it was unrealistic to want to let the enemy army not run away in a war of hundreds of thousands of people. So from the very beginning, Zhu Di's deployment was to encircle and suppress the main force of Warat in Hulan and lose temperature, and as for the rest of the fish that slipped through the net, they were casual.

In fact, this is exactly the case, and in the end, only Mahammu ran away with 2,000 horsemen.

This is already a terrible victory.

Zhu Di is not an insatiable person, he knows very well that the gains outweigh the losses if he chases down, as the so-called poor Kou Mo chases, if it overturns, it will be over.

After all, this is Mobei, where countless famous generals have fallen into the sand.

"Long live the Lord, there is indeed a cavalry battalion very close to the location of Kowloon Pass." Just when Zhu Di was anxious, a military general said excitedly.

"Huh?" Zhu Di was stunned at first, he originally just had the idea of giving it a try, but he didn't expect it to be true.

Zhu Di hurriedly asked, "How many people? Who led it?"

The general responded, "Yes...... The Fengzi battalion led by His Royal Highness King Qi!"

"What?" Zhu Di was stunned, "How could King Qi be near Jiulongkou?"

However, with the old man's military experience, he quickly reacted.

The position of King Qi was at the vanguard of the Ming army, and in the pursuit and killing battle of the Vara Flowing Water Dog, it was also the Fengzi battalion led by the King of Qi who bore the brunt, and it was 800 people chasing tens of thousands of people to fight, and after the battle, the main force of Vara chased Mahamu, and the fighting style was fierce like a beast in the deep mountains and old forests.

King Qi and Fengzi Camp are like evil ghosts wandering in the world, looking for traces of the Warat people!

"Quickly send an order to King Qi and let him lead his troops to help Jiulongkou!" Zhu Di breathed a long sigh of relief.

King Qi, this is a name that can reassure him.

……

Mahamu is about to be depressed at the moment.

This battle wiped out the family wealth that Warat had worked hard to accumulate over the years, and there are now only 2,000 people left of tens of thousands of iron horsemen. This time, Warat not only broke his muscles and bones, but also completely wasted his limbs.

Mahamu said weakly: "That year, I saw Arutai trembling when he was beaten by the Ming army, and I will never forget this scene. I never thought it would be my turn now."

Before, Mahamu was still ridiculing the Tatar Arutai as a "Mongolian shame", and he was beaten by the Ming army, but he didn't expect that after three years, the person who was beaten by the Ming army became him Mahamu!

Mahamu prayed to the gods, and only the souls of the Ming army responded to him!

Prairie Boy Mahamu: Pain! It hurts so much!

"Father, the Ming army is catching up again!" Bagamu exclaimed.

Mahamu was numb: "Or the King of Qi of the Ming Dynasty?"

That damn King Qi!

With 800 people, he chased after Wara and rode thousands of irons, and after the fight, he felt that he was not happy, and chased Mahamu for a fat beating!

Ma Hamu didn't have any fighting intent at this time, and that King Qi was inevitably too fierce, so he could only hug his head and run away.

But now that they have fled to Jiulongkou, why are you King Qi still chasing after you?

It's too much!

But Mahamu didn't dare to fight back, this Ming King Qi was outrageous, Mahamu dared to fight back against King Qi, and he dared to kill him.

"It's not King Qi...... Bagamu hesitated for a moment and said, "There are only two hundred people, and the leader seems to be ...... The imperial grandson of the Ming Dynasty?"

"What? Isn't that King Qi?" Mahamu was stunned for a moment, and then became furious, "Is this king really a soft persimmon that anyone can handle?"

If it was that hateful King Qi, forget it, now even others don't take him Mahamu seriously!

What a hate!

Only 200 people, dare to come and kill me 2,000 horsemen?

Mahamu has never suffered such an insult in his life!

"Turn around with me and take down that bullshit emperor!" Mahamu said angrily.

His heart

I thought about it.

Emperor Taisun, this is a good thing sent to the door.

I pinched your grandson of Emperor Zhu, do you dare to continue to be so presumptuous?

……

Zhu Zhanji is now hearty!

Refreshing!

Chasing several times the enemy, the grassland overlord Mahamu on the opposite side didn't even dare to let out a fart!

"Taisun is really brave!" Li Qian said flatteringly, "Chasing and killing two thousand horsemen with two hundred horsemen, what a majestic and majestic one, Taisun is really a general!"

Zhu Zhanji was a little embarrassed to be praised, and waved his hand: "It's not enough, my fourth uncle led the Fengzi Battalion with 800 people to dare to chase and kill tens of thousands of Wa Ra Iron Cavalry, that is called majestic."

Li Qian said again: "His Royal Highness King Qi is not heroic, but if you look at slaves and maids, it is still Taisun who is better, Taisun is only more than ten years old, and he can lead troops to fight and hunt down Mahamu, the overlord of the grassland, which is a talent. Looking at the ten philosophers of the Martial Temple, they are not as brave as Taisun Shenyong."

"Don't talk nonsense, where am I compared to the ten philosophers of the Martial Temple." Zhu Zhanji still has points in his heart.

Who are the Ten Zhena of Wumiao?

Qin Wu Anjun is white!

Han Huai Yin Marquis Han Xin!

Shu Han Prime Minister Zhuge Liang!

Tang Weiguo Gong Li Jing!

Sikong British Gong Li Tao!

The young master of the Han prince, Zhang Liang!

Qi Da Sima Tian Sui Tho!

General Wu Sun Wu!

Wei Xihe County guards Wu Qi!

Yanchang Guojun Leyi!

Wu Temple! A total of seventy-two generals, for the ancient times, the most outstanding seventy-two generals!

And the ten philosophers of Wumiao are the ten most outstanding of the seventy-two generals of Wumiao!

Although Zhu Zhanji has now been carried away by the joy of victory, he is not a fool, he is just taking advantage of the Ming army's advantage to beat the water dogs, how can he be compared with the ten philosophers of Wumiao?

Even if it was 800,000 or more than 100,000 in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, it only ranked 52nd in the martial arts temple!

Zhang Liao: Thank you Sun Quan Lao Tie for carrying me into the Wumiao!

The world only knows that "giving birth to a son should be like Sun Zhongmou", but does not know that "Hefei 100,000 people will be given heads!"

……

Just when Li Qian wanted to continue touting, he suddenly found that the situation was not quite right.

The Warat cavalry, who had been being pursued by them, suddenly stopped at this time and surrounded them with an unkind face.

Zhu Zhanji's forehead was covered with fine sweat, and he realized that he had rebelled against the taboo of the soldiers, and he was carried away by excitement and fell into a desperate situation carelessly!

"Capture the emperor's grandson alive!"

In the middle of the enemy formation, Mahamu shouted, and the cavalry of Warat rushed over, smiling and pointing the scimitar at Zhu Zhanji!

They were already holding back their anger because of the defeat, and finally found an opportunity to vent at this time!

……

When the catastrophe was approaching, Zhu Zhanji forcibly calmed himself.

The young imperial grandson calmly analyzed, and then shouted, "Don't panic! We'll defend in a ring, defend one after another, and the Warats can't consume us!"

Zhu Zhanji was very calm, he had read the military book for so many years, and finally applied it at this time.

He ordered a defense in this way, which can be described as using the lives of his soldiers, delaying the offensive of the Warats and waiting for reinforcements to arrive.

Although it is to use the life of the soldier to fight for opportunities, but compared with the life of the soldier and the life of the emperor's grandson, which is more important?

Zhu Zhanji felt that his life was more important.

But he learned from the military book to fight in battle, and because he had no actual combat experience, he still showed fatal flaws.

The Warats didn't rush at all!

They kept a certain distance from Zhu Zhanji and took out bows and arrows, which is the best weapon of the nomads!

Zhu Zhanji was dumbfounded.

The rain of arrows fell, and the cavalry around Zhu Zhanji fell in pieces, and more than 200 cavalry were left in a blink of an eye, and only a few dozen people remained!

Zhu Zhanji's heart

Desperate, he never thought that he would die in such a ridiculous way.

However, the young imperial grandson finally burst out of the backbone of the Zhu family, drew his knife and yelled.

"Kill!

」

Even if he died, he didn't want to die a shameful death!

However, he was surprised to find that the Warats ...... Backed up?

it?

Could it be that the Warat people were frightened away by the brave momentum of my imperial grandson?

Not!

Because Mahamu was horrified to find that behind Zhu Zhanji, there were hundreds of Ming cavalry killed!

Hundreds of cavalry of the Ming army did not make Mahamu so afraid.

What really scared him was the young man who was the leader with the obstacle knife!

King Qi!

It's this hateful King Qi again!

"Withdraw! Get out of here!"

Mahamu had no intention of fighting in his heart, so he turned his horse's head and ran.

After today's battle, Mahamu has suffered from "Qi phobia"!

Zhu Gaoxian did not continue to chase, but took out his bow and arrow with indifferent eyes and aimed in the direction of Mahamu!

Right!

Bow and arrow!

For the rest of Zhu Zhanji's life, before he had time to rejoice, he remembered the scene when he was hunting in Xuzhou after seeing Zhu Gaoxian holding a bow and arrow.

Uncle Qi's archery skills are really ...... Spicy eyes.

Zhu Gaoxian pulled the bowstring into a full moon, the bowstring made a clear sound, his eyes were calm like a lake, and he let go of his fingers after pulling the bowstring to the limit.

"Hugh!"

Mahamu looked back, but before he could see what was happening, the arrow hit him in the throat!

Blood bloomed from his throat like a demonic lotus, and Mahamu's body rolled off the horse's back, covering the wound on his throat, blood spurting out of his mouth, wanting to say something, but unable to speak.

Prairie Pretty Boy Mahamu, pawn!

"Father!"

When Bagamu saw his father's death, his eyes instantly turned red, "Ming Army! King Qi! I'm fighting with you! Ahh

Although the words were hard, Bagamu ran away without looking back.

Joke!

What are you fighting for?

If you say a cruel word, is it really possible to stay and give away the head of King Qi?

……

"Good!"

Seeing that King Qi was hundreds of paces away and shot Mahamu dead with an arrow, the soldiers of the Fengzi battalion cheered loudly.

Zhu Zhanji couldn't help but be stunned, his mind was in chaos.

it?

King Qi's archery ...... Is it so undulating?

Zhu Gaoxian didn't speak, his eyes were still calm.

When he was hunting, he could shoot an arrow that could deviate dozens of steps, and that was because he was competing with Zhu Di in archery!

Who dares to shoot accurately?

If it really hits the target, won't it cover the emperor's limelight!

Do you really think my archery skills are bad?

However, Zhu Gaoxian didn't have time to think so much at this time, he turned over and dismounted, and walked in front of Zhu Zhanji with a gloomy face.

Zhu Zhanji gratefully bowed his hand and said, "Thank you Fourth Uncle for saving me! If it weren't for the fourth uncle's timely help, I'm afraid my nephew would have died here today!"