"Actually, it's very simple. Just follow my brother and the others closely. If they are attacked, we will take action." In the lobby of the Commander's Department, His Highness the King of Chu gave his plan for this time.
Hearing this, Xu Sima and Song Guogong Feng Sheng, who came to pay their respects, were both stunned.
If it weren't for the fact that the Tian family brothers had always been harmonious, and there was no nonsense about seizing the direct descendants, the words Lao Liu just said would have been enough for the two generals to imagine a full-length palace battle drama.
"What, what's the problem?" Zhu Zhen asked, looking at the two people's little tongues.
"Your Highness, this is a war, what should I say..." Song Guogong wanted to say, 'You can't talk about war on paper', but he was afraid that His Highness would hate him, so he could only stutter and said: "We are dozens of miles apart, and the cavalry has to run for half a day. The emperor doesn't allow us.
If you are too close, if you really wait for an attack before sending troops, there is a risk of not being able to rescue you."
"Yes, His Highness's safety is more important." Xu Sima also nodded and said: "Although I can't bear to let the child catch the wolf, but the child is so valuable, how can it be used to lure the enemy?"
"Hahaha, so you are worried about this?" Zhu Zhen finally understood and couldn't help laughing and said: "Don't worry, my brothers are very strong. They can hold on for even a day, not to mention half a day."
"..." Song Guogong and Xu Sima looked at each other, thinking to themselves, doesn't this kid really want to trick his brother?
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Winter moon.
In the land of Yanzhao, the north wind blows and the white grass breaks, the carriages and horses are scattered, and the pedestrians are sparse.
However, just when it was freezing cold, a large group of cavalry braved the wind and snow and trudged southward along the ice-covered road.
These were the more than 400 feather forest guards who escorted their highnesses back to the capital.
It wasn't actually too cold when they left Peiping, but unfortunately they encountered a strong cold current on the way. The north wind blew strongly across the North China Plain, and the wind and snow filled the air. These Ming elites from the south had a first-hand experience of the north.
The horror of winter.
All the clothes to keep out the cold were on their bodies, but everyone still shrank their necks from the cold. Many people were wrapped up in quilts, including people and horses. How could they still have the majesty of the emperor's imperial army?
"What the hell is this weather like?" The second brother was wearing a dog-skin hat and a thick fox-fur cloak. His nose was still red from the cold and his whole body was numb.
"It's like this in the north. It's usually cold and cold, but you can still withstand it." Cai Qianhu followed Xu Da in the Northern Expedition and knew more about nature. "But be sure not to blow the north wind. The harder the north wind blows, the worse the weather will be."
The colder it gets, the colder it gets. It takes several days for the wind to calm down."
"Okay, we have to wait for a few more days." The third child wrapped himself into a rice dumpling, lay weakly on the horse and said: "Who the hell, who gave birth to a son without an asshole, decided this route for us?
Can’t you walk along the Grand Canal? Do you have to go in this circle?”
"Humph, you're a useless thing, you can't bear the cold?" Although the fourth child was also frozen like a dog, he still rode upright on the horse, glanced at the third child contemptuously and said: "What will happen in the future?
Expedition to Mobei?!"
"Who said I can't stand it anymore?" The strong-willed third brother immediately stopped, sat up straight, shook off the bedding on his body and said: "I'm just sleepy, I want to stare for a while, I am the one who can withstand the cold the most!
"
"Huh." Lao Si sneered and threw off the big cloak on his body.
The third child immediately refused to be outdone and took off his cloak, and then went one step further - taking off his cotton-padded jacket as well.
"Here we go again..." Cai Qianhu's eyesight went dark. These two highnesses wanted to compete no matter what. This was already their ninety-eighth competition in this trip.
At present, the third child has a slight advantage over the fourth child. However, the fourth child made great achievements in the Northern Expedition, so he does not think that he is at a disadvantage.
As a result, the two highnesses took off their single clothes and shorts, and their lips were blue from the cold, but neither of them refused to admit defeat.
The third brother, who has always been strong in his life, wanted to take off his underwear, but was stopped by Cai Qianhu. "Your Highnesses, please respect yourselves."
Only then did the two of them remember that their identities had been exposed, and it was indeed beneath their status to be shirtless, let alone bare their buttocks.
So they decided to run a race to decide the winner.
So he dismounted and chased me for ten miles in the north wind. Only then did His Highness King Yan win the contest with a superior position.
"Haha, hahaha..." Zhu Di's whole body was filled with white air, but he was not cold at all. He proudly raised his index finger and shook it towards Zhu Di.
"You are so proud." The third child pointed to the hillside in the distance and said out of breath, "Didn't you see there was an ambush?"
"Oh?" The fourth child was not as smart as the third child. Following his pointing, he saw a large number of scattered human and horse footprints on the snow in the distance, extending from the hillside to the mountain ridge.
"Oh!" Zhu Di spat. The two looked at each other and said in unison: "Run!"
Before they finished speaking, the two brothers turned around and ran away, actually running faster than when they came...
In the distant mountain ridge, the large group of people ambushing were dumbfounded.
They waited until the Ming army's scouts had passed by, then came out of the mountain forest where they were hiding, and then lurked in the mountain ridge, preparing to surprise the Ming army's main force.
But who would have thought that there were two groups of mounted scouts, but there were actually two groups of horseless ones behind them...
"Didn't you swear that they only sent out two groups of scouts?!" The leader of the White Lotus was so angry that he wished he could eat his own spies alive.
"I don't know either..." the spy said with a puzzled face: "Why do the cavalry troops still use infantry as scouts?"
"Stop talking nonsense." At this time, Leader Shi, who had been staring closely at the two people, suddenly said in a deep voice: "Those two guys are King Jin and King Yan!"
"What?" Leader White Lotus was in disbelief.
However, Leader Shi could no longer talk anymore and immediately rushed out of the mountain ridge on horseback and chased after the two of them.
The Ming Cultists under him also mounted their horses one after another and started to pursue the leader. Among the three religions, they had the strongest desire to fight! Because their Ming King was lost in the hands of these idiots.
The two brothers ran desperately in front, while the people from the Ming Cult desperately chased after them.
But no matter how fast two legs run, they can't run four. The two brothers ran so hard that their lungs were almost on fire, but the distance between the two sides got closer and closer. Some Ming Cultists who knew how to ride and shoot even started shooting arrows at them.
The two brothers quickly ran in a snake shape to avoid the arrows flying behind them.
Fortunately, more than a hundred Yulin cavalry rushed up, passed the two hundred and fifty, and blocked their pursuers.
It was because Cai Bin was worried about these two hundred and fifty men and kept following him with his men. They immediately discovered the ambush that suddenly appeared. They quickly abandoned their luggage, took off their spears, hung up their bowstrings, and clapped their horses to greet them!
The Yulin Guards' archery skills have been refined over time, and they can't miss the mark when riding on horseback. They bent their bows and shot arrows one after another. When the bowstrings sounded, the Ming Cultists fell off their horses!
An encounter that took both sides by surprise began.
