Beijing, Fengtian Hall.
When Hong Ling's urgent envoy arrived, it was the time for the morning dynasty. Today is the regular dynasty, so all the civil and military officials in Beijing were there.
According to the system, Hong Ling's urgent report can be sent directly to the emperor at any time.
So in front of all the ministers, the armored red-feathered envoy strode into this tall palace, and the general's report was presented directly to Zhu Qiyu.
Immediately afterwards, Jin Ying's loud voice sounded in the hall.
"I have Wang Wen, the military minister who is the admiral of Zijingguan, and Ning Yuanbo, the commander-in-chief of the army, and Tao Jinbao, the deputy commander-in-chief and commander-in-chief of the army..."
"Late the night before yesterday, we also learned that Yanghekou was lost, and the army retreated from the warehouse. The general officer Ren Li led an army of more than 10,000 people. When the enemy retreated, they raided the enemy camp, killed three thousand of the enemy, wounded four thousand, and captured
The army, horses and baggage were numerous, and the commander-in-chief Ren Li ordered the general Wei Ying to lead an army of five thousand to pursue them."
"Another commander-in-chief, Tao Jin, was ordered by the admiral Wang Wen to lead an army of 5,000 to set up an ambush outside Yuzhou City early in the morning. As of yesterday evening, the army also marched to Yuzhou first. Tao Jin led his army and Wei Ying to attack in front and back, killing
There were two thousand enemies and five thousand were injured. Tao Jin shot and killed the enemy chief Boyan Timur."
"Our army has suffered damage to those who contributed to this battle. A detailed military report is attached."
As Jin Ying's voice fell, the hall exploded with a "buzz" sound.
Many of the ministers below looked excited and were talking a lot.
There were also many gray-haired old men who burst into tears immediately.
"My ancestors bless you!"
"The emperor has eyes, and the sky provides shade."
Several ministers stepped out and prostrated themselves on the ground, saying.
"This is a great victory, congratulations to Your Majesty."
"Your Majesty, such a great victory must be credited."
It was only after a long tea time that a group of ministers gradually regained their composure under the scolding of the ceremony officer.
Immediately afterwards, a group of senior officials headed by Wang Zhi, the Minister of Civil Affairs, and all the civil and military officials in the palace, bowed down together.
"For this great victory, I congratulate Your Majesty and the country."
"Long live my emperor, long live me."
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Some people are happy to the point of ecstasy, while others are extremely sad.
In the biting cold wind, a long team moved forward slowly.
It is not difficult to see that this is a Mongolian army that has just gone through a great battle. Both the generals on horseback and the ordinary soldiers are covered in blood and exhausted.
In the long queue, on a dilapidated car, Zhu Qizhen, also wearing the clothes of a Wala nobleman, was covered in dust and looked into the distance with dull eyes.
During the war, no one could be spared. Even if Zhu Qizhen was under heavy protection, he would inevitably be tortured and embarrassed.
The gorgeous car originally prepared for him had long been thrown away during the war.
The carriage he is sitting on now is used to transport grain.
The cold wind blew by, like a blunt knife, causing pain on people's faces.
However, Zhu Qizhen, who had always been pampered and pampered, seemed unaware and stared blankly ahead, with deep sadness on his face.
Yuan Bin and Ha Ming looked on, worried.
Ever since last night, they were overtaken by the pursuing enemy troops. In the critical moment, Boyan Timur blocked an arrow for the emperor and died on the spot. The emperor has been like this, looking scary.
Even after the Battle of Tumu, when the emperor was taken prisoner to Ye Xian's camp, it was never like this.
Bravely, Yuan Bin took a dry and hard pancake and said.
"Your Majesty, please use something. In this time of chaos, you must take good care of your dragon body."
Zhu Qizhen raised his eyelids, but still lifeless, waved his hands and said.
"You guys go ahead and eat. After you are full, you can find an opportunity to run away. If you are defeated now, you will only focus on escaping for your life and will not take care of you two."
Hearing this, Ha Ming and Yuan Bin immediately knelt down and said.
"How dare I abandon the emperor and go alone? I beg the emperor to take care of himself. After this battle, the emperor will definitely return to the capital and regain his throne. You must not be so discouraged."
"Return to the capital?"
Zhu Qizhen's lips twitched into a sarcastic smile, he looked around and said.
"Look at the hundreds of soldiers around here. Are they really here to protect me? No, they are preparing to kill me at the end."
"You won't let me go yet. If he is alive, I will be his life-saving card. If he dies, I will be buried with him."
Yuan Bin slammed his head on the ground, stained with blood, and said.
"Your Majesty, this is just a possibility. As long as you are alive, there is a way to return to the capital no matter what. Besides, have you forgotten the scene last night when Sir Timur sacrificed his life to save you?"
"He risked his life to save him because he hoped that the emperor could live well. How can you be so contemptuous of yourself?"
Zhu Qizhen looked a little pained, he shrank his body, and after a long time, he said.
"Yes, I have already sorry for many people, and I can no longer live up to Timur's friendship. You don't have to worry, I will live well."
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He first stood on a hill, looking at the undulating castle in the distance, with deep frustration and unwillingness in his eyes.
He couldn't understand why he failed.
Obviously, he has the most valiant warriors and the most brilliant ingenuity. He has obviously made so many plans and left so many backup options.
But in the end, he was completely defeated!
In three days, countless spies were sent out, and the situation at the border was finally clarified.
Tuotuo Buhua withdrew, and that bastard from Alazhiyuan also fled with him. King Bodu was seriously injured and also withdrew, and even King Sakan was missing.
I am really too careless!
The general of the Ming army was clearly a spy. He deliberately revealed the information to himself, causing him to panic and retreat hastily.
If only he hadn't been anxious for a long time and not so impulsive.
If we wait until daybreak and retreat slowly, we won't suffer such heavy losses.
Today, he has less than 20,000 troops left in his hands, a small number of whom are wounded, half of the baggage has been robbed, and there is not enough food and grass.
Although it takes less than half a day to reach the border, at this moment, I am not sure whether Aiyangkou is still in my hands.
If Aiyangkou is also taken away, then there is really no way to recover.
With a stern look in his eyes, he asked the person behind him first.
"How is the emperor of Ming Dynasty doing?"
"Don't worry, Grand Master, fifty more people have been assigned to guard you. There is no possibility of escaping."
"Okay, protect him well. If he can return to the grassland smoothly this time, he will still be our trump card. If he cannot return, we will kill him."
Ye Xian's expression was full of murderous intent.
Recalling the encounter last night, he felt extremely sad.
Boyan Timur, my silly brother, that prisoner of the rank and file, is it worth your life to protect him?
In the distance, large amounts of smoke and dust were rising, and Xian Xian immediately frowned.
This was a sign of a large group of cavalry, but instead of pursuing them from behind, they came from the border direction. Is it possible that Baiyangkou was also captured?
Without any thought, he gave the order to the people beside him and said.
"The whole army is on alert and ready to meet the enemy."
He himself also took out the scimitar in his hand and mounted the horse beside him.
As the leader of the Mongolian tribe, he was never afraid of fighting. Especially at this time, he had to take the lead in order to maintain the last bit of morale.
The smoke in the distance was getting closer and closer, so I was secretly on guard.
But then, two Wala soldiers rolled up to him and told him the only good news he had heard these days.
"Grand Master, it's the King of Competition. Mr. King of Competition is here..."
This chapter has been completed!