As the curtain was lifted and the cold wind blew, Zhu Youjian looked at it and saw that it was his personal guard.

"Your Highness, it's urgent! Hurry up and change your clothes and go! Walk quickly!! ”

"What's the matter? So panicked! Zhu Youzhen sat up from the couch, and before he could react, his own attendants served him for the people.

Looking at the plain robe and green clothes on his body, Zhu Youzhen was confused, thinking that this king had just fallen asleep, so he was going to leave quickly?

Where to go?

"Your Highness, the rebels stationed at the foot of Taoshan Mountain suddenly came to kill in our camp, and now the entire camp is panicked, and the last general is almost powerless to resist the thief army, Your Highness, hurry up and change into the clothes of ordinary people, and the last general will escort you to Xuzhou Mansion, right? If you stay here, I'm afraid life and death will be unpredictable! ”

The commander of the guard knelt on the ground and continued to report his findings to Zhu Youzhen: "From the beginning of entering the camp, the last general has noticed that in the entire camp, there are few old and weak soldiers, all of them are old and weak soldiers, or peasant children who have just been forcibly recruited from the people, and they have almost no combat experience. No chance of winning? ”

The commander of the guards said that he was sincere, and he thought about the safety of the Lord.

made Zhu Youzhen, who was already a little uneasy, even more panicked and didn't know why.

However, how can you just come all the way here after a long journey, how can you just leave as soon as the war starts?

Doesn't it make the princes and people of Nanjing laugh at it?

How will this king ascend to the throne in the future?

This.

At this time, Zhu Youxiao, who let the attendants change his clothes, was still unbelievable.

As soon as you open it, you can't hold on?

Even tens of thousands of pigs have to be caught for three days and three nights, right?

God is pitiful, a prince who has lived in loneliness and fear since he was a child, a prince who has never received an orthodox imperial education, a young man who has been trained as an ordinary vassal king since he was a child, suddenly faced with such a scene, how many can face it calmly and calmly?

Not long after, Zhu Youzhen had already changed his clothes, but he didn't make up his mind, just circled around the tent.

"Your Highness, without further ado!" The commander of the guards urged more and more urgently.

"Your Highness, why don't you go to Lord Yuan and talk to him?" The attendant was also anxious to think of a way.

"Can you see, where did Wu Xiang and Zuo Liangyu go?" Standing suddenly, Zhu Youzhen turned around and asked eagerly: "This king heard that the two of them have nearly 10,000 elite soldiers in their hands, all of whom are fierce soldiers guarding Nanjing City, why are all the old and weak in the camp now?" Where did they go? ”

Zhu Youzhen still wants to give it a go, what if Yuan Keli has any plan to hide from the world?

"Lord, how can we know everything about the affairs of the army? It's just that now it seems that this force can't resist for long! Seeing that he was still hesitating, the guard hurriedly said: "If Your Majesty doesn't believe it, you can take a look before you go to the battle!" ”

As he spoke, there was a loud bang that seemed to explode in everyone's ears!

In an instant, the entire tent was half torn off.

Where has Zhu Youzhen, who has been pampered since childhood, seen this kind of formation, and immediately froze in place, his calves and stomach swirled, and he didn't know how to deal with himself.

It turned out that while several people were discussing, the rebels had moved their positions forward to three miles away, and the artillery battalion covered the entire camp.

The earth-shattering bang just now was the shelling of the cannon.

"How is this good, how is this good?" Zhu Youxiao first screamed a few times in panic, and then suddenly rolled his eyes and fell straight back.

Rajah!

The attendants and guards held Zhu Youzhen, who was about to fall to the ground, and glanced at each other, their eyes full of understanding.

At this time, Zhu Youzhen can still come up with this method that does not lose face, does not lose dignity, and can protect himself, he is really born noble!

"Lord Wang, go quickly!" The commander of the guards directly clamped Zhu Youzhen, who had changed into civilian clothes, under his arm, and took him out of the tent.

"Protect the prince and go to Xuzhou Mansion!" Throwing Zhu Youzhen onto the war horse, the commander of the guards himself also turned over, and waved the long sword in his hand: "Hurry up!" ”

As soon as a team of guards moved, they heard a loud shout not far behind them: "Where are you going?" ”

The war supervisor is a direct general set up by Yuan Keli during wartime, which is specially used to prevent people from retreating in wartime and disturbing the morale of the army!

Those who retreat in wartime will be killed!

"At this time, the war is scorching, and you don't want to go into battle to kill the enemy, but you want to steal away? It deserves to be a capital offense! He Mu, the war supervisor, waved his hand, and his subordinates had already surrounded Zhu Youzhen and his party.

Why bother!!

Zhu Youzhen, who was pretending to be dizzy and lying on the horse, secretly opened his eyes and took a look, secretly complaining in his heart, if he let the world know about his desperate behavior, I am afraid that people's hearts will be lost!

"My lord, there are nobles in the car!" The attendant stepped forward on his horse, smiled and arched his hand: "Please make it convenient!" ”

"Noble?" He Mu frowned, and sneered: "What nobleman, first unload my weapons for me, detain me, and when the war stops for a while, follow me to the Governor to make it clear!" ”

Of course He Mu knows what the origin of this group of people is,

and knew that His Royal Highness, who had changed the clothes of the people, was lying on his horse.

But!

He Mu just can't look down on those noble royal relatives!

One by one, they are all moths of the Ming Dynasty, they don't do anything, they are powerful and good on weekdays, and they run faster than anyone else when the war starts!

Besides. He Mu sneered, just a vassal king, and not the current emperor, what are you afraid of?

"Take it down for me, lock it up and talk about it!!"

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Woo woo.

The rebels finally withdrew their troops, and after two hours of fighting, Yuan Keli was almost in a state of collapse.

After the battle with real swords and guns, Yuan Keli deeply felt what is called the combat effectiveness of the top troops of the Ming Dynasty.

The prestige of the Liaodong Army in a hundred battles is not only based on Wang Qi's prestige, but it is really tempered in blood and fire.

As soon as the battle began, the artillery first washed the ground, and then the vanguard assault, the armor and spearmen marched in formation, the cavalry battalion attacked and surrounded from both sides, and a set of combined fists came up, directly defeating the army of King Qin led by Yuan Keli, and it was almost completely defeated in just two hours.

Fortunately, the two armies were separated by the Shaoyang River, and the rebels crossed the river slowly, giving themselves a chance to breathe and rest.

Finally, it was getting dark, and the rebels' offensive finally slowed down a little.

Waves of enemy forces have retreated.

But Yuan Keli knew that a more fierce attack had not yet come.

Tonight, perhaps, is the time to finally decide the winner.

With such an army, Yuan Keli didn't dare to think, if he really went south to detain the pass, would Nanjing City be able to resist it?

Standing in the big tent, listening to the painful wails of the wounded soldiers not far from the tent, Yuan Keli's heart trembled: If this continues, not to mention that the enemy will kill again, his family's morale will be exhausted by the wounded soldiers.

Today's battle was too tragic, and most of the generals under his command were also wounded, not to mention ordinary soldiers, who suffered heavy casualties!

At the post-war meeting, the lifeless atmosphere also cast a shadow on Yuan Keli's heart - at least, the line of Huishan should not be able to be defended.

Moreover, Yuan Keli also needed to leave the seeds of fire for the future Northern Expedition.

You can't spell out all your belongings in one go!

"I don't know where Wu Xiang and Zuo Liangyu led their troops?" Looking down at the sand table, now at this time, Yuan Keli could only pray in his heart that Wu Xiang and the others could lead the elite soldiers and horses of Nanjing City to enter the hinterland of Gyeonggi and give Wang Qi a real fatal blow!

"I hope God will help me Ming, God will bless me Ming!" Raising his head, his eyes were slightly closed, Yuan Keli pursed his lips tightly, this veteran of the Three Dynasties seemed to be able to see the scene of the re-emergence of the Ming Dynasty in the near future!

"My lord, He Mu is asking to see you outside the tent!" At this moment, the voice of the guard came from outside the tent.

He Mu?

Yuan Keli's eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something.

"Let him in!" With a command, he turned and sat down in his chair.

"Little He Mu greets the Governor!" He Mu has been working beside Yuan Keli since he was a child, and he has been a confidant for decades, so when he saw Yuan Keli, he was not called the last general, but a retainer.

"Is there something important?" Yuan Keli narrowed his eyes and looked at his henchmen.

"My lord, today I supervised the battle and stopped a group of people who fled for their lives," He Mu replied in a low voice.

"Oh, if it's confirmed, it's cut off, there's no need to ask me again," Yuan Keli frowned slightly, a little displeased.

It's as if to say, why are such trivial things still bothering me?

"It's a little tricky," He Mu grinned, "Come and ask what the adults mean." ”

"But what kind of status is extremely valuable?" Yuan Keli finally smelled something different.

"It's King Xin, when the war is in a hurry during the day, His Royal Highness King Xin, fainting and wanting to leave," He Mu said, handing Yuan Keli a piece of clothing: "King Xin wants to pretend to be an ordinary person, blend in with the crowd, and go to Xuzhou Mansion"

Standing up, He Mu silently put his clothes in front of Yuan Keli.

Looking at the coarse linen clothes in front of him, Yuan Keli was a little silent.

"How many people know about this?"

"The rest of the people only know that they have captured the deserters, and they don't know that it is King Xin, so far, there are no more than five people, and they are all henchmen."

"Stand down, and bring the king with you." After a while, he waved his hand.

After a while, only Yuan Keli was left in the tent, looking at the dress, and after a while, the corners of Yuan Keli's mouth showed a meaningful bitterness.

In a hidden tent, Zhu Youzhen had already 'woken up', and after this experience, His Royal Highness King Xin felt that he might not go to the battlefield again in his life.

Especially on the battlefield against the Liaodong Army.

The blood flows and drifts, the sound of killing shakes the sky, the thunder rushes like lightning, and the blood grinds hell.

These words have only been seen in books before, but now they are really happening in front of them, and they can even be touched with their hands, which makes Zhu Youzhen's fragile heart permanently cast a shadow - in the following decades, when he dreamed back countless times at midnight, Zhu Youzhen woke up from a nightmare and crawled out of the dream of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, this experience is too terrifying.

"Your Highness King Xin," Suddenly, a cold, mocking voice rang out.

"Who?"

"Governor Yuan wants to see you, come with me."

When King Xin saw Yuan Keli for the second time, it was already the end of the night, and the gale called out in the middle of the night, which made Zhu Youzhen think that he had returned to Beijing again.

"King Xin wants to leave, why be so hasty? Wouldn't it be better to tell Yuan to send someone to send His Majesty back to Nanjing? Yuan Keli sat at the top and looked at Zhu Youzhen with a solemn expression.

That feeling, that look, as if the anger that was suppressed could burst out at any time.

"A certain king doesn't want to leave, no," subconsciously, Zhu Youzhen wanted to deny his cowardice.

"Since you don't want to leave," Yuan Keli stood up and picked up the coarse cloth clothes on the table: "What is this?" ”

Raising his eyes and looking at the clothes in Yuan Keli's hand that he had just worn during the day, Zhu Youzhen said glutinously: "This king, this king doesn't know if I have never seen it." ”

"Your Highness," Yuan Keli sat beside Zhu Youzhen and said softly: "Your Highness thinks that this battle cannot be won?" ”

"Noh Win!" Zhu Youzhen nodded firmly.

"Oh?"

"But not now, go back to Nanjing, prepare the army and horses, and when the time is ripe, then go on the Northern Expedition!"

"Yuan Mou also thinks like this," Unexpectedly, Yuan Keli nodded.

"Huh?" This time, Zhu Youzhen was stunned.

"But we need to stabilize this rebel force and not retreat too quickly!" Yuan Keli looked at Zhu Youzhen, and didn't say anything in the second half, he wanted to buy maximum time for Wu Xiang and Zuo Liangyu, and at the same time try to drag Qin Erbao's army near Xuzhou Mansion as much as possible, so that Wu Xiang and the others would have more room to move!

Stretching out his hand and patting Zhu Youzhen's arm lightly, Yuan Keli said softly: "Your Highness, I hope you can understand!" ”

"Lord Yuan, do you need this king to do anything?"

Zhu You looked at Yuan Keli's face, and finally smacked out the meaning of this old fox.

"Wear armor, comfort the wounded soldiers, and encourage my soldiers!"

At this time, if you want to continue to hold back the rebels, maintain the morale of your own troops, and let Prince Xin wear armor, it may be a way.

After all, in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, Hu, and Guangzhou, the reputation of Zhu Youzhen, the king of letters, has always been good.

"How?" Yuan Keli looked at Zhu Youzhen, who was embarrassed, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, you don't need to go to the battlefield, just comfort the wounded, I promise you, hold on for three days, and after three days, the army will retreat to Xuzhou Mansion, and I will make plans later!" ”

After struggling for a long time, Zhu Youzhen felt that if he didn't agree, Yuan Keli would definitely not let him go, but if he agreed, it might still be an excellent opportunity for him to win people's hearts!

That's it!

Zhu Youzhen is ruthless: If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger!

"For the Ming Dynasty, for the imperial brother! This is the king's business! ”

"Good!" Yuan Keli was overjoyed when he heard this: "Come here, take the armor." ”

Turning around, Yuan Keli said to Zhu Youzhen: "Your Highness will follow me in a while, the war is estimated to start tonight, before that, boosting morale is the most important thing!" ”

Looking at Yuan Keli's expression as if his face had changed, Zhu Youzhen felt that he might have been fooled!

The old fox has already planned to let Ben play to boost morale, right?

At that time, if the army retreats and is questioned by the Nanjing cabinet, this king can also be pulled up as a foreshadowing!

For a while, Zhu Youzhen unexpectedly gave birth to a kind of sorrow - all the officials in the world, is there a loyal minister?

(End of chapter)