Zhu Muchen gritted his teeth. If he didn't rescue him, the Mongolian soldiers might use Zhu Zhanji to threaten the Ming army.
For Zhu Di, this emperor's grandson is still very important. After all, when Zhu Zhanji was born, he dreamed of his father, Zhu Yuanzhang, telling him that this was his good grandson, and he had always placed it on himself for so many years.
He cultivated carefully around him. If he was really kidnapped by the enemy, with Zhu Di's character, he would definitely attack without hesitation. Regardless of the damage he could cause to the enemy, in such bad weather, if he rashly attacked his own side, he would not know that he would be sacrificed.
How many soldiers.
As soon as Zhu Muchen went out, he saw that the tent next door had been set up. Seeing that someone had discovered it, the Mongolian soldiers kidnapped Zhu Zhanji.
The soldiers who had been guarding the camp quickly chased after them, but the Mongolian soldiers were so cunning, how could they catch up?
"Rocket." Zhu Muchen shouted when he saw this.
A snow-white pony quickly appeared beside Zhu Muchen in the dark night.
Zhu Muchen hurriedly rode on the rocket and shouted, "They have kidnapped the emperor's grandson, hurry up and chase after me!", and then led a group of cavalry to chase the Mongolian cavalry who kidnapped Zhu Zhanji.
These Mongolian soldiers had planned this a long time ago and thought they had captured the Ming Emperor. They were smug and said, "Don't come here. The Ming Emperor is in our hands. If you come here again, I guarantee that your emperor will die on my side."
Under the knife.”
The leader, who was wearing animal skins and had a big beard, fiercely grabbed Zhu Zhanji in his hand and threatened him.
"Hahaha!" Zhu Muchen sneered and said with a sarcastic smile: "What you caught is not the Ming Emperor at all, but the idiot prince in the Chu Palace!"
As soon as these words came out, Zhu Zhanji, who was covered by the bearded man in his arms, was suddenly stunned for a moment. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead. Seeing that Zhu Muchen actually put himself in danger in order to protect himself, and he did not hesitate to insult himself?
The bearded man held Zhu Zhanji's face and looked left and right. It seemed that he was not the Ming Emperor. The Ming Emperor was not that young. He suddenly became angry and put the knife on Zhu Zhanji's neck. "Anyway, I don't care what it is."
The idiot prince of Prince Chu's palace will die if he falls into my hands."
Seeing that the bearded man was about to take action, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty behind him were startled. If the emperor's grandson was gone, each of them would be blamed, and they might even be executed for not being able to protect him.
At this time, Zhu Muchen took out a short blunderbuss from his arms, pressed the safety with his thumb a little unskilledly, and aimed at the bearded man opposite. This was the second time he used a blunderbuss. He still remembered the last time.
Once he tried a ignition-type long fire gun, but was knocked to the ground by the strong recoil. This time he was not sure whether he could hit it, but he had no choice but to give it a try.
Suddenly, with a "boom~" sound, a piece of gunpowder shot out of the air, leaving a white mark. The bearded man fell off the horse into the snow with his eyes wide open in pain, with a look of disbelief on his face.
He looked at Zhu Muchen. He couldn't believe that the frail man in front of him actually wanted to take his own life.
Zhu Zhanji looked panicked. When he saw this, he quickly ran in the direction of Zhu Muchen and shouted breathlessly, "Thank you, Brother Muchen."
The bearded man could be considered a leader. When the Mongolian soldiers saw that their leader was dead, they all swarmed forward to fight for them.
Zhu Muchen moved his butt back and pulled Zhu Zhanji onto the back of the little pony. Two big men were riding a little pony. This scene was really weird. Zhu Muchen was sitting on the edge of the horse's butt, feeling uncomfortable.
It seemed like it was about to slip off a little bit, and then he hurriedly pulled the horse rope to make the rocket turn around, leading a small group of people to prepare to return to the camp, but the Mongolian soldiers relied on their large number and wanted to keep everyone here.
"Brother Mu Chen, let's go first. The road is slippery in the snow. If we stay here, they will have more leverage." Zhu Zhanji was so frightened that his body shook like a sieve.
Zhu Muchen shook his head, so many soldiers stayed here to fight hard. If they left, wouldn't it make the soldiers feel cold?
"If the emperor's grandson is afraid, just leave!" Zhu Muchen filled another gunpowder and shot at the Mongolian cavalry behind him. Today was the first time in his life that he killed someone. His heart was somewhat complicated at the moment, but in front of him he also
I can't care about that much anymore.
There was heavy snow in Xuechuan a few days ago and it melted into ice. Fighting here, the Ming Dynasty's cavalry were defeated one after another.
Seeing a Mongolian soldier rushing towards Zhu Muchen and Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Muchen hurriedly aimed and pulled the trigger of his short gun. An enemy cavalryman who was charging towards him was hit and slid on the ice with blood spurting from his chest.
tens of meters away.
But at the critical moment, the enemy who had just been shot swung out a dagger forcefully and opened a long wound on Zhu Muchen's arm. Blood spurted out and dripped on the ice, which was extremely conspicuous.
"Brother Mu Chen, we can't let our soldiers sacrifice in vain, leave quickly!" Zhu Zhanji shouted. He originally wanted to dismount and escape alone, but saw that Zhu Muchen kept using fire blunderbuss to support his own cavalry who were still desperate.
, he really couldn't bear it, and for a moment he felt a sense of awe towards Zhu Muchen.
The wounded soldiers in front blocked the Mongolian soldiers with their bodies and shouted: "Emperor Grandson, young prince, please leave quickly! We can't hold it anymore."
Zhu Muchen seemed to be unable to feel the pain in his arm, and looked at him with scarlet eyes. These were the soldiers who came with them, and some of them were even younger than him.
"Brother Mu Chen, we can only report the news after we go back, so that the families of these soldiers can be treated well. If we die here, their sacrifices will be in vain!" Zhu Zhanji shouted with red eyes.
"Rocket, let's go." Hearing this, Zhu Muchen shouted while looking at his own soldiers who were dying one after another. Then Rocket took the two of them and flew away, getting further and further away from the battlefield behind.
Although Rocket is short and has two people riding on his back, it does not affect his speed at all, and he runs very steadily on the smooth ice. Rocket is spitting out white mist from its mouth, and its short legs are swinging back and forth rapidly.
He was flying across the ice with the two people on his back.
But the Mongolian soldiers understood their identities. It turned out that there was an emperor's grandson, and he was even more reluctant. Like a wolf that smelled the fishy smell, he pursued them and even blocked their way back to the camp.
Main road.
The snowy field was unobstructed, and it was extremely difficult to find a place to hide. The sound of the bow being drawn behind him was even more harsh.
"puff!"
An arrow came towards him. Zhu Muchen pressed Zhu Zhanji's body down with force, and then subconsciously turned his body sideways. An arrow grazed Zhu Muchen's arm, leaving a deep blood mark. If he hadn't pressed down in time,
The emperor's grandson, he probably died just now.
"Brother Mu Chen! I..."
"Stop talking and stay alert!"
Accompanied by the cold wind like a knife, Zhu Muchen felt as if his body was cracking, pain poured into the seams of his bones, and he lost the strength to speak.
Zhu Zhanji touched it casually and saw that it was all covered in blood and extremely painful, "Brother Mu Chen, why did you block that arrow for me?"
Now that the Mongolian soldiers have lost their way of retreat, they can only head towards the woods ahead. After going to the woods, if they get lost and cannot find the camp, they may both starve to death. Now Brother Mu Chen's wounds need to be treated with medicine.
With the old injuries and the new injuries, whether Brother Mu Chen can survive can only depend on God's will.
Suddenly Zhu Muchen felt dizzy and gradually lost consciousness and lay on Zhu Zhanji's back.
Zhu Zhanji hurriedly took the horse rope from Zhu Muchen's hand, then put Zhu Muchen's hands on his waist and held them tightly. He bowed forward slightly, fearing that the unconscious Zhu Muchen behind him would fall off the horse.
Although Zhu Zhanji had been training with Zhu Di in the army since he was a child, it was the first time in his life that he was in such a dangerous situation. If it was Zhu Di in the camp, these surprise cavalry would not have succeeded. The guards protecting Zhu Di were all
The best of the best in the army, even a double number of cavalry would not be enough to kill them. Even Zhu Di could kill several of them by himself.
Zhu Zhanji's back was stained red with blood. He looked back with red eyes and shouted: "Brother Mu Chen, don't sleep. Leave the rest to me. I will definitely take you back to the camp."
Resolutely, Zhu Zhanji chose to enter the forest first.
As soon as the Mongolian soldiers behind him saw them entering the forest, the deputy general who led them immediately asked everyone to stop, "There is a snow forest ahead. There are many evil wolves in it in winter. As long as people enter, even the King of Chu of the Ming Dynasty will
We can’t even come out, okay, let’s all go back.”
Zhu Muchen was drowsy. When he woke up again, he saw Zhu Zhanji's big face as soon as he opened his eyes. He was wearing Zhu Zhanji's clothes. Although it was ice and snow, the clothes still exuded a strong smell.
There was a slight smell of blood, and Zhu Zhanji held him in his arms to keep him warm. Rocket lay down behind Zhu Zhanji very humanely, clinging to his back to provide him with a touch of warmth against the cold.
"Brother Mu Chen, you finally woke up. I don't know what happened to those Mongolian soldiers, but they suddenly stopped chasing them. It'll be fine if you wake up. Let's go back quickly."
Zhu Zhanji was shivering from the cold, and his lips were blue and purple. Zhu Muchen looked at it with a very touched expression. In order to save him, the grand grandson actually had the heart to let himself freeze and took the clothes on his body, "The grand grandson is still myself.
Put it on!"
"No, you have an old injury on your hand. If it freezes, you will suffer a lot in the future. Today you took a knife and an arrow for me. You are better dressed."
Zhu Zhanji rubbed his hands, his face turned pale from the cold, and shook vigorously, "Don't look at me as a grandson of the emperor, I can endure hardships, and I will keep it in mind for the injuries you suffered trying to save me today.
of."
Seeing that there was some sincerity in his words, Zhu Muchen shook his head and smiled, and refused to shirk it. He was seriously injured, and wearing a piece of clothing would be better for the wound. He couldn't lift it at all, even though it was healed.
There was a scab, but the piece of flesh was shaved off, and the left arm was hanging to the side and couldn't be lifted up.
Just as the two were about to mount their horses and leave, suddenly in the entire snow forest, snow wolves with green eyes approached the two.
