"Kill, don't let them run!"

On the vast grassland, more than 30 Ming cavalry, led by a teenager, pursued hundreds of Varat cavalry.

It stands to reason that hundreds of people against more than 30 people should have a very good chance of winning, and they are still the best at riding the grassland cavalry, but they chose to escape.

They also knew that these people were not their opponents, and it was easy to fight back, and the reason why they chose to flee regardless of reflexivity was because there were pursuing Ming troops everywhere, and once they had a moment's stay, they would be surrounded by the enemy.

"Your Royal Highness, we can't chase anymore, this place is too far away from the Chinese army, if they come back, we will be in danger."

The chamberlain who charged at the beginning had several heads hanging on his horses.

Although I covet the previous credit, I understand that it is too dangerous to chase after it like this.

If only he was himself, he would be fine, but he still had an imperial grandson by his side.

If something happened to this grandson, he would have hacked Mahamu to death, and he would still have to bury him.

"What are you afraid of, the enemy has already fled in disarray, now is the time to chase and kill, once they let them run, it will be endless."

Zhu Zhanji, who also cut down a few enemies, was boiling at this time, how could he listen to the other party's persuasion, ignored Li Qian, brandished a spear, and continued to pursue with the cavalry.

Seeing this, Li Qian shook his head helplessly, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

Knowing that this was the case, he shouldn't have been greedy for merit and led his troops to chase and kill the enemy just now, so that Taisun would not have followed suit and entered this dangerous place.

"You go back and tell Your Majesty, just say that His Royal Highness Taisun does not listen to our persuasion and insists on chasing and killing the enemy, please ask Your Majesty to send reinforcements over!"

Worried that danger would occur, Li Qian had no choice but to send someone back to inform the old man, wanting the old man to call back this red-eyed grandson.

Waiting for the messenger to leave, Li Qian hurriedly chased after the two guards beside him.

However, not long after he caught up with Zhu Zhanji, the hundreds of Warat cavalry who had fled in front of him suddenly stopped!

Li Qian didn't know what the specific reason was, but looking at the number of the other party, it seemed that there were dozens of people, and the leader was still a person who seemed to have a very high status.

"Not good."

Li Qian was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly caught up with Zhu Zhanji, shouting: "Your Royal Highness Taisun go quickly, they seem to want to fight back." ”

However, Zhu Zhanji seemed to be enchanted, he didn't pay attention to him at all, raised the spear in his hand and shouted: "What is it that a hundred Warat barbarians, it's just a credit from my hands, and all the soldiers will kill the enemy with me!" ”

"Kill!"

Under the instigation of Zhu Zhanji, the grandson, more than 30 cavalrymen were in high spirits, carrying weapons and looking at each other fearlessly.

"Lord Tuhuan, why should we stop, the reinforcements of the Ming army will arrive at any time, for the sake of these dozens of people, it is not worth putting our lives here!"

Among the hundreds of Varat cavalry on the opposite side, a captain of 100 people asked with a panicked face, and suddenly appeared "Dehuan".

They had just encountered each other, and several cavalrymen from the other side came running from the side and demanded that they follow orders.

Tuhuan is the son of the Taishi, and the leader of the hundred-person squad naturally does not dare to refuse.

It's a pity that he is only a squad leader, and he has not seen Dehuan up close, if he can see Dehuan up close, he will find that the "Dehuan" in front of him is a little thinner.

"I got the secret news that there is a big fish on the other side, kill him, my father, your Grand Master, will give you a very big reward."

"Big fish!"

The hundred-man squad leader's eyes lit up.

Even Lord Tuohuan came, and the fish on the other side was definitely not small.

Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that with such a merit, the reinforcements of the Ming army were not dangerous.

"Don't talk nonsense, enemy reinforcements will come at any time, follow me and kill them."

"As long as you kill them all, I promise you that each of you will receive a large reward, women, slaves, cattle and sheep, gold, whatever you want."

"Tuhuan" didn't say much nonsense, and as soon as he raised the gold-inlaid scimitar in his hand, he inspired these already panicked Warat cavalry, and gave the order to attack.

Hearing the gold reward of the woman's slaves, cattle and sheep, the Warat cavalry, who fled in a panic, instantly regained their self-confidence.

"Kill!"

As the leader of the hundred-man squad gave the order to attack, hundreds of Warat cavalry, roaring and screaming, rushed to Zhu Zhanji and the others on the opposite side.

Not to be outdone, Zhu Zhanji also raised his spear and gave the order to attack.

It's not that he can't see that he has fewer people than the other side, but he feels that he has the ability to defeat these dirt chickens and dogs on the other side.

Young people are strong, and Zhu Zhanji is in this period at this time, even if he is smart and wise in the future, he is still in the period when he is strong as a young man.

During this period, he did not accept the sky and the earth, and always felt that Lao Tzu was the first in the world.

In addition, he practiced martial arts on weekdays, and those people were afraid that he would not dare to use all his strength for fear of hurting him, which caused him a sense of self that his martial arts were very strong.

Thinking that the fourth uncle led the cavalry, and saw tens of thousands of cavalry rushing all the way to kill, he would not be far behind.

Not for himself, just to fight for his father in front of his grandfather, he also has to fight with the other side.

If he chooses to run away, the news reaches the ears of his grandfather, and maybe he won't say anything, but he will definitely be a little disappointed in his heart.

For one reason or another, Zhu Zhanji refused Li Qian's repeated persuasion and insisted on fighting with the Varat cavalry on the opposite side.

Zhu Zhanji's idea was that he had good courage, but he ignored one thing.

In order to build a fighting force with the horses brought by Wu Shan, the old man removed almost all the soldiers who could fight on horseback in the army, and even his own guards joined it, just to increase the strength of the cavalry.

Cavalry doesn't mean you can ride a horse, it has to be rigorously trained.

After being removed, although the rest of the people can also fight on horseback, their ability is not a little worse than that of real cavalry.

The guards brought by Zhu Zhanji's side were the ones who were picked up.

These people simply rode a horse and dealt with ordinary infantry, or deserters who had no fighting spirit to flee.

If you play against real cavalry, it will be a bit insufficient.

Sure enough, the two parties only collided, and the judgment was made instantly.

More than a dozen people fell directly from Zhu Zhanji's side, and only five or six of the Wara cavalry on the opposite side fell off their horses.

What's even more unfortunate is that the "dehuan" seems to be specifically going to Zhu Zhanji, and the two parties will attack with all their might as soon as they meet.

Zhu Zhanji, who usually fights with those martial artists who are trained on an equal footing, can't give full play to his ability at the moment, and being pressed and beaten by that "dehuan" can be said to be full of dangers.

"His Royal Highness!"

Li Qian, who cut down a cavalryman on the side, saw that Zhu Zhanji was beaten by the other party and had no way to fight back, so he roared angrily and rushed over desperately.

But his addition did not change much in the results.

Holding the golden knife, he dodged a stab from Zhu Zhanji, and the golden knife in his right hand knocked Li Qian's weapon away, and slid it violently with his hand, slashing directly at Li Qian's neck.

"Poof!"

Blood spurted out wildly, Li Qian spurted blood from his mouth, glared angrily, hugged the golden knife cut at his neck, and used his last strength to yell at Zhu Zhanji, who was looking at him in a daze.

"Let's go!"

"Hehe, go, where are you going!"

Tuohuan sneered, and with a strong hand in his hand, the golden knife slashed through Li Qian's neck and cut off his head directly.

"Li Qian!"

Zhu Zhanji roared angrily and wanted to rush up to avenge him, but he was held by the guards next to him, desperately injured, blocking the attack of the surrounding Warat cavalry, and escorting Zhu Zhanji to flee.

"If you want to escape, stay!"

"Dehuan" smiled contemptuously, picked up the bow tied with gold thread next to him, pulled out a wolf's tooth arrow, pulled the bow full of strings, glanced slightly, and the bowstring in his hand was instantly released.

"Whoosh!"

The sharp sound of breaking the air sounded instantly, and the arrows were at lightning speed, blinking in the blink of an eye, and when they reappeared, they were already halfway deep under Zhu Zhanji's armpits, where there was no armor.

"Your Highness!"

Several Ming cavalrymen who were covering Zhu Zhanji and rushed out roared angrily when they saw that Zhu Zhanji had been shot into Zhu Zhanji by arrows.

However, they didn't dare to stay, forcibly supported Zhu Zhanji, who was about to fall off the horse, turned around and ran away.

"Don't let him run, chase after him!"

"No need to chase!"

The captain of the 100-person squad who was also planning to lead people to chase was stopped by "Dehuan".

"My lord, that's obviously a big fish, if we let him escape, we'll lose all our efforts."

"Tuohuan" shook his head, "It's useless to run, his life has been taken." ”

After speaking, he didn't look at the few Ming soldiers who ran away, and shouted, the reinforcements of the Ming army were coming, so he ran away with the team.

"Your Highness, hold on, hold on, don't sleep, don't sleep!"

One of the guards who was pulling Zhu Zhanji's war horse looked at Zhu Zhanji, whose mouth was oozing blood and his eyes wanted to be closed, and shouted loudly.

"Bastard, hurry up and hurry up!"

He held Zhu Zhanji, who was about to fall, with one hand, and desperately tried his best with the other hand, wanting to make the speed of the war horse faster.

Listening to the shouts in his ears, Zhu Zhanji's confused consciousness gradually sobered up, but it was only a moment and he was groggy.

He felt how cold he was, the biting cold.

The joy of the fourth uncle accompanying him to play in his childhood, the lessons of his mother, the honesty of his father, the love of his grandparents, and the meanness of his second and third uncles, these memories formed a picture and flowed quickly in his mind.

He had fantasized a lot, he thought that he would become an emperor like his grandfather, or that he would lose the battle with his uncles and be imprisoned for life.

However, he never thought that he would end his life hastily on the battlefield for the first time.

"Hehe... Ahem, ahem..."

He wanted to laugh, but as soon as he did, there was a tearing pain in his lungs, and a large mouthful of blood poured out of his mouth.

"Your Highness, hold on, hold on."

Looking at Zhu Zhanji, who was spurting black blood out of his mouth, the guards were terrified.

He was horrified to find that the enemy's arrows were smeared with poison.

"Boom, boom......"

The sound of dense horse hooves came from a distance, and the old man who had come with the cavalry in person had a gloomy face.

He was furious.

This little cub doesn't count how much ability he has, dozens of people dare to chase hundreds of enemies and cut them, is this treating himself as the god of war?

Hmph, I'll come back and see how I'm going to clean you up.

The old man has already made up his mind that when he goes back, he must clean up Zhu Zhanji and let him know what the care of the elders is.

"Your Majesty, look!"

As soon as the team crossed a high slope, the old man was thinking about how to clean up Zhu Zhanji when he went back, and Wang Tong, the Marquis of Chengshan, who followed, seemed to have discovered something, pointing ahead and shouting loudly to the old man.

For some reason, the old man suddenly felt a pain in his heart and looked in the direction pointed by Wang Tong.

And at this look, he stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

"Junki!"

The old man roared and rushed madly on his horse.

"Your Majesty!"

When the guards saw the reinforcements rushing over, the leader was still the old man, not only was not surprised, but shouted sadly.

Hearing this sad cry, the old man's heart instantly hurt like a knife.

The two parties met quickly, and without waiting for the horse to stop, the old man jumped down and staggered towards Zhu Zhanji, who was lying on horseback.

Pushing away the guards who wanted to be supported, the old man checked Zhu Zhanji as fast as he could.

"Jungi, don't sleep, don't sleep"

At this time, although Zhu Zhanji was already confused, he still had a trace of consciousness.

Feeling the familiar call, he slowly opened his eyes, looked at the old man with red eyes, and smiled stupidly.

"Sun... Grandchild... Grandson, none... Not... Incompetent, vain... I'm troubled! ”

"Say no more, shut up, shut up for me."

Watching his grandson say a few words, the blood in his mouth seemed to be pouring out without money, and the old man roared angrily.

"Where's the Imperial Doctor..."

The accompanying imperial physician rushed over quickly, and Wang Tong and others hurriedly helped Zhu Zhanji off the horse and asked the imperial physician to examine and treat.

The old man silently grabbed Zhu Zhanji's hand and looked at Zhu Zhanji who had fallen into a coma in a daze.

Wang Tong, who was next to him, called the guards over and asked about the situation.

When he learned that the murderers who hurt Zhu Zhanji had not run far, he directly ordered a team of 1,000 cavalry to go after him, and he must arrest all those guys.

However, the rescue was ultimately in vain.

The Imperial Physician was so busy that he was sweating profusely, and he couldn't get the arrow out of his hands by all means.

The arrow was so tricky that it went straight through the armpit and into the heart.

What's even worse is that it can be seen from Zhu Zhanji's situation that this arrow is also smeared with poison.

If it weren't for Zhu Zhanji's youth and strong body, I'm afraid he wouldn't have lasted so long, and he would have already died in Huangquan.

However, what is the use of persevering, this kind of injury is not to mention in this desolate wilderness, even in the Tai Hospital.

With the treatment of the imperial doctor, not only did Zhu Zhanji not recover, but the vitality visible to the naked eye gradually disappeared.

The stunned eyes of the old man gradually turned into anger, and at the same time, there was a trace of self-blame and regret.

He regrets it very much now, he knew that it would be like this, why would he not bring Zhu Zhanji here.

It was his decision, it was his stupidity that harmed his grandson.

As a veteran of the battlefield, he actually knew in his heart that Zhu Zhanji's injuries in this situation could not be saved.

But he couldn't believe it, he was still looking forward to that glimmer of hope in his heart.

He didn't want this grandson to die, he rebelled for this grandson in the first place, although he already had the idea of passing the throne to his fourth son in his heart, it didn't mean that he didn't care about this grandson.

However, it was all over.

He didn't know how to face his eldest son and eldest daughter-in-law when he went back.

He didn't know how much his wife's heart hurt when she knew that she was leaving her grandson.

Although his wife seems to be in good health under the diagnosis and treatment of a famous doctor, there are great hidden dangers in herself.

After every diagnosis and treatment on weekdays, those doctors told them not to get too angry to prevent hurting their hearts.

But as for himself, he wants to send the greatest grief to his wife.

When he took Zhu Zhanji to the battlefield, his wife strongly opposed it, and the two were angry about it.

The more I thought about it, the more sad the old man felt in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the deeper the pain in his heart.

There are so many people involved in this child......

"Your Majesty... His Majesty...... Next ......"

I don't know how long it took, the imperial doctor stopped the rescue and knelt on the ground motionless.

When Wang Tong and the others saw each other, a touch of sadness flashed on their faces, and they knelt on the ground silently.

The hands were already cold, and there was no temperature at all.

The old man looked at Zhu Zhanji, who seemed to have fallen asleep, and tears gushed out wildly in his red eyes.

Holding on to the heartache, he hugged Zhu Zhanji.

The old man looked at Zhu Zhanji in his arms: "Sleep, child, if you are tired, sleep well, in this life, grandpa is sorry for you, and in the next life, grandpa will return it to you a thousand times and a hundred times, and grandpa will give you whatever you want." ”

"You should be homesick, your father, your mother, and your grandmother are waiting at home, grandpa is taking you home, let's go home!"

Half an hour later, countless heralds rushed out of the camp, and they brought only one order.

No matter what the pursuing troops are doing, even if Mahamu is under the sword, they must withdraw immediately.

"Your Highness, Your Majesty has ordered the immediate withdrawal of troops..."

Dozens of miles away from the camp, Zhu Gaoyu led hundreds of cavalry, biting Mahamu.

The two sides were less than three miles apart, one desperately chasing, and the other desperately fleeing.

As the pursuit progressed, the distance between the two sides grew.

No way.

The war horse that Mahamu rode was not consumed by the battle, and its physical strength was very complete.

The cavalry led by Zhu Gaoyu has been on the battlefield for so long and has been pursuing for so long, and the horsepower has already reached the limit.

In the end, in desperation, the pursuing team could only slow down and let the horses regain their strength.

However, not long after the speed slowed down, a cavalryman riding a high-grade war horse rushed over and shouted to stop Zhu Gaoyu and the others.

"What's going on, Mahamu is right in front of you, how to stop."

Pulling the war horse, he glanced at the direction of the camp, and sighed slightly in his heart, Zhu Gaoyu asked the herald who came.

"Your Majesty has an order, withdraw the troops immediately, no matter who it is, violators of the order, behead!"

The herald rode a panting horse and loudly conveyed the old man's orders.

Zhu Gaoyu frowned tightly and looked at the herald.

"What the hell is going on, say!"

Feeling the murderous aura of His Royal Highness King Yue, the herald was silent for a moment and whispered:

"His Royal Highness Taisun suffered a counterattack in the pursuit of the enemy, and now he is seriously injured and dying, Your Majesty ......"

However, before he finished his words, Zhu Gaoyu had already driven the sweaty BMW, ran past him, and rushed to the camp frantically.

(End of chapter)