"Second brother, go quickly, don't be stunned!" Liu Shu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Liu Jiao had killed the Western Captain, but he was stunned afterwards and hurried over to pull him into the last line of defense.

After entering the defense line, Liu Shu breathed a sigh of relief and turned his head to talk to Liu Jiao when he suddenly saw him covering his waist with one hand, blood flowing outward. He said anxiously: "Second brother, what's wrong with you?" He then shouted: "Doctor! Is there a doctor there?"

"No need to shout," Liu Jiao sat on the ground and said in a weak voice: "My left kidney has been pierced. Even if there is a military doctor still alive, it will not be able to save it."

"Second brother, you." Liu Shu knelt down, kneeled in front of him, and cried loudly.

"Get up!" Liu Fa shouted immediately. He was still fighting and had no time to make Liu Shu cry at him. He could no longer live, but his younger brother still had to live!

Liu Shu himself also realized that it was not the time to cry, so he immediately picked up his weapons and stood up to fight against the enemy.

But in this short time, the Xilu had already rushed over. There were not many people retreating to the third line of defense with them. The Xilu came here like a locust. In just a moment, the Xilu who rushed to the front was killed, but the Xilu behind continued to rush forward without stopping, rushed to the front of the defense line and threw the spear in his hand into the defense line.

Liu Shu had just turned his head and came towards him with a spear. He tried hard to avoid it, but was still stabbed into the thigh by the spear and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

He struggled to stand up, but at this time, the Western Liberation rushed into the defense line and fought with the few remaining Ming troops. The defense line was not wide, and two people fighting against each other came to Liu Shu.

Liu Shu was about to stand up when the Xiluo saw him kicking him. Liu Shu was injured in his thigh and was kicked to the ground immediately after he was kicked.

But while Na Xilu kicked him, he waved the knife in his hand and slashed Xilu's calf. Because he had a hard blow, he cut in a few inches at once, and the wound was deep enough to show bones. Na Xilu staggered immediately.

The Ming army, who was fighting against him, took the opportunity to slash his arm. With a "天" sound, the Xilu's forearm was chopped down and fell to the ground, and countless blood gushed out from the broken mouth.

He screamed, turned his head to look at Liu Shu, and used his still intact right hand to pick up a short spear and poked it at Liu Shu, poking it into his chest and stabbed it into his chest and pierced it.

Liu Shu suddenly bleed blood, his eyes blurred, and he saw that he was not alive. But before he died, he used all his strength to pull the short spear hard, and Xilu stood still and fell beside him. Liu Shu didn't know whether it was a subconscious action or a thought before his death, so he took out a dagger from his waist and inserted it into his heart.

"Third brother, you!" At this time, Liu Fa crawled over from behind, pushed away Xilu's body with all his remaining strength, hugged Liu Shu, and cried: "Third brother!"

"Second brother, our brothers die here together, and we have a companion on the road to the underworld, so we won't be lonely." Liu Shu's eyes were completely dark at this time, and the peripheral nerves began to stop transmitting signals, but he seemed to have a premonition, knowing that Liu Fa would come over and hug his body, and smiled: "We brothers and two of us walk the underworld together, even if we meet a little ghost, we will beat him away!"

"I just don't know if the elder brother who died a few days ago has been reincarnated." Liu Shu used all his last strength and said, "It would be great if the elder brother had not been reincarnated yet. We three brothers can still be reunited in the underworld." After that, he died in anger.

"Third brother!" Liu Jiao held his body and continued to cry, but the crying gradually became less and finally disappeared completely.

Soon, Xilu came again. One of them stretched out his legs and kicked the bodies of the two of them, and said to the people beside him: "All of them are dead."

After saying this, Xilu suddenly felt a little shaken on the ground. He quickly turned his head to look at the gorge behind him, but he did not see most of the Ming army.

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"Liu Jiao! Liu Shu!" Not far away, Liu Yi felt as if he was heartbroken when he saw his two nephews who had both died in battle. He had only four nephews, but three of them had already died in battle this time!

Liu Yi wanted to rush over and kill all the Xilu there, but he looked at it with his blood-red eyes open, and finally turned around and continued to fight with the Xilu in front of him. Now he rushed over to the other Xilu halfway, and he would be killed by other Xilu here. It would be better to continue fighting with the Xilu here and kill a few more people.

Liu Yi tried his best to kill seven or eight more Western barbarians, but there were too many Western barbarians in front of him, so he was still killed and retreated step by step. Not only him, but also the soldiers who were still alive on the last line of defense were killed and retreated step by step.

"Quick! Hurry! Kill! Kill!" Salha shouted excitedly. They were about to break through the Ming army's defense line and fight for a bloody road. Most of them, who had been chasing them, had not yet chased them. Even if a small number of troops were going to delay them, the soldiers he left behind were enough to stop them. As long as they could break through the Ming army's defense line, they could escape!

All the Xilu who were fighting with the Ming army could see that the defense line in front of them was getting thinner and thinner at an extremely fast speed, and they shouted excitedly.

But they became timid when fighting with the Ming army. Originally, they died even if they didn't fight, but could only fight with the Ming army. Now the possibility of escaping is getting bigger and bigger. In order to be able to go back alive, most soldiers have become cautious.

But even so, the Ming army was slowly killed less and less. Even though Song Xuan led the last mobile troops to block the leaks everywhere, their defense line was finally broken by Xilu.

Looking at the Xilu who cheered after breaking the Ming army's defense line, Song Xuan felt despair: "Can our army fight to such an extent that we can't stop the Xilu?" He lifted the knife in his hand and was about to commit suicide. There were few people at this time, and it was easy for the Xilu to eliminate them all while escaping. Instead of being killed by the Xilu, it would be better to commit suicide. Not only him, but the Ming soldiers who followed him also raised the knife in their hand, as if they were about to commit suicide.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a Mongolian cry coming from behind: "Do not panic for the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty! We Oirats come to help you block the Western Lu with one arm! We the Ming Dynasty soldiers don't panic! We Oirats come to help you block the Western Lu with one arm!" Then many people said it in unstandard Chinese.

Song Xuan immediately turned around, looked at the rolling smoke and dust that was rolling up in the distance, and looked at the high-rise flag.

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"Quick! Quick!" Mahamu kept shouting loudly, urging his subordinates to rush towards Urumqi City at a faster speed. Under his urging, his troops couldn't help but urge the horses under his crotch to charge forward, and raised the speed a little more.

The one who appeared on the battlefield at this time was Mahamu, who led 50,000 Oirat soldiers led by Tuboluo and Taiping.

After Timur sent an envoy to the Oirat to try to win them over to fight with the Ming army, although Mahamur did not agree to Timur's request, he did not explicitly refuse, but just shirked. Because he had 50,000 troops in his hands, Timur was unwilling to go to war with the Ming Dynasty and fought with the Oirats again, and did not force him to make a mountain to watch the tiger fight in the north.

Mahamu attached great importance to Samarkand - the battlefield of the Ming Dynasty War. Not only did he send many people to pretend to surrender to Samarkand or the Ming Dynasty to inquire about the situation, after Timur led the main army to the Iwu Basin and temporarily relaxed his control of the Gurbantonggut Basin, he even took the risk of leading his troops across the Erthis River and stationed near Lake Manas.

After the defeat of the Xilu on the first day of the eighth month of the Ming Dynasty, the spies he sent escaped from the Yiwu Basin as fast as possible. Although many people were killed by the Ming army, most of them still ran back to their base and told Mahamu that the victory and defeat of this battle had been decided, Timur had been defeated and even captured himself.

Although Mahamu had long expected the Ming Dynasty to win, the war was always unpredictable, and he was not sure that the Ming army would definitely win. He felt relieved when he heard this news, and immediately led the entire army south to Urumqi to make contributions to the retreat of the Western Lu.

He led his soldiers to hurry up and finally appeared outside Urumqi City at this moment.

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Seeing the 50,000 Oirat army appearing here, the Xilu, who was originally happy to break through the Ming army's defense line, suddenly fell into despair. At this time, not only did the 50,000 troops appear in front of them to block their retreat, but the pursuers behind them were getting closer and closer. They were about to fall into a front and back attack, and it was impossible for them to escape.

The Western Barbarians who rushed to the front rushed towards the Oirats as if crazy, as if they felt that they were transformed by Han people with tricks and actually did not exist. Mahamu immediately commanded his soldiers to fight. Because they tried to break through the Ming army's defense line, these Western Barbarians did not ride horses. Faced with the charge of tens of thousands of horses, they were quickly wiped out even if they fought hard.

Seeing this, the fantasies in the hearts of those who were still having fantasies were suddenly exposed. Most people looked at the sound of horse hooves in the gorge behind them, and then looked at the Oirats who had already lined up in front of them to charge, threw down the weapons in their hands and shouted loudly: "I surrender! I surrender!" Even if Sarha scolded them, it would be useless to say that they would definitely be massacred by the Ming army after surrender.

In the end, after destroying the last resolute resistance led by Shaharu, Sarha and others, Zhang Fu and Mahamu returned successfully and wiped out all the troops left behind by the Timur Eastern Expedition.

"I finally completed the errand that Your Majesty gave me. Although it was not stopped by my own ability, it was finally completed. I am worthy of Your Majesty's instructions." Song Xuan looked at Xilu, who was captive by the Ming army with both hands in front of him, looked at the general Zhang Fu's troops who were walking towards him, and slowly said this. But as soon as he finished speaking, he fainted and fell backwards to the ground.
Chapter completed!