It was getting dark, and the shouts of killing at the foot of the mountain gradually disappeared. Hundreds of rear army soldiers were surrounded and killed by the Olay army under the eyes of Wang Xian and Zhu Zhanji... In fact, some people surrendered later, but
In this case, what's the shame in surrendering?
As expected, the reinforcements led by Mo Wen were firmly blocked from the entrance of Jiulong by Daliba and his men. The Oala army had a numerical advantage and a favorable location. The Ming army was unable to form an effective breakthrough at all, and several attacks were beaten back.
At the mouth of Jiulong, Tuo Huan ordered his men to light thousands of butter torches, illuminating the mountains and hills as bright as white. He organized his men again and launched an attack overnight.
The soldiers of the Ming army on the mountain could only respond to the battle again and again and repulse the enemy's attacks. The night covered up the bloody scenes on the battlefield, but the war at night was actually more brutal than during the day. Both sides were at each other's throats, and their lives were at stake.
The soil has been soaked with blood, and when you step on it, it directly covers your feet. The howling night wind cannot dispel the thick smell of blood, making it difficult to breathe.
"I don't know if we can still see the dawn..." Zhu Zhanji said while looking at the dark night sky between the Wala people's attacks.
"Who knows..." Wang Xian shook his head and smiled miserably. It was much more difficult to defend in the dark than in the daytime. The defense line was already shaky and might be captured next time.
"You really shouldn't have come," Zhu Zhanji said quietly, "I'm looking for death myself, so just let me die.
Wang Xian sighed in his heart, you have to be gentle. If you were not the emperor's grandson, would I care about your death? But he had calmed down. Since he had done good things, there was no need to put on a bad face, and said calmly: "Didn't you say that before going to the expedition?
Okay, do you want to live and die together?"
"Zhongde..." Zhu Zhanji's eyes suddenly turned red: "You made me feel that I am nothing." Then he handed the knife to him and said: "You can chop me to avenge that whip.
"
"What are you talking about? You are not a child anymore." Wang Xian smiled and said, "Save your strength to kill the enemy. Look, they are coming up again."
"Alas" Zhu Zhanji is so smart, how can he not feel that he still hurt Wang Xian's heart, and sighed: "I'm going to die now, why don't you forgive me?"
"You can't die..." Wang Xian said lightly, but lacked confidence. In fact, he was troubled by a problem from the beginning... Although he lacked historical knowledge, he also knew that Zhu Zhanji was a famous cricket emperor in later generations.
Later, Pu Songling wrote an article for him. He shouldn't have died in this scene.
He was very worried, was it because of the butterfly effect he had that caused the baby to die in this scene? If so, wouldn't the subsequent history be completely messed up? Thinking about this, Wang Xian couldn't help but sweat profusely. He was worried that he would
He has become a sinner of the nation and history, so we have to save him no matter what.
So far, he really can't think of any way he can help Zhu Zhanji escape. What's worse is that he has vaguely realized that due to his deep intervention, history has been changed beyond recognition at this point.
No one knows what the outcome will be. So he dare not say what will happen to Zhu Zhanji after tonight.
The soldiers of the Ming army were on full alert when they suddenly heard someone shouting to them: "People on the mountain, listen..." The words were of course in Chinese. "We know that you can't survive the next attack."
"Psychological warfare..." Wu Wei spat. Wang Xian's success up to now was all due to his and Xianyun's efforts to protect him. For this reason, the two of them were injured. Moreover, Xianyun was seriously injured and was stabbed.
He was slashed on the back and could no longer wield the weapon.
"People at the bottom of the mountain, listen," Zhu Zhanji responded loudly: "There is so much nonsense, let's talk about it if we have the ability to attack it."
"Of course it will be easy for us to eliminate you." The Mongolians at the foot of the mountain shouted: "But we Mongolians have always respected warriors. Our Great Khan said that if you can persist until now, you have proven that you are real warriors." He paused and said:
"So we, the Great Khan, decided to let you go."
"Don't try to trick us into going down the mountain so that you can catch a turtle in a urn?" Zhu Zhanji sneered.
"How reckless, we Mongolians will never break our promises." The Mongolians yelled loudly: "Our Great Khan has said it. If you don't believe it, he can swear the heaviest oath to the Changsheng Heaven. If
If we fail to keep our word, disaster will immediately come to the grassland, cattle and sheep will starve to death, and plague will be rampant to punish our lies."
This curse is definitely heavy enough. You must know that the ability of nomadic people to resist natural disasters is very fragile. Many powerful peoples in history have completely disappeared because of a plague...
"This promise is trustworthy." Zhu Zhanji whispered. He still has a lot of good years left, and he still wants to be the emperor. But if there is a chance, he is not willing to die here, so he said loudly
: "Well, you can make you sweat profusely and swear an oath in front of the soldiers of both armies."
"Of course we, the Great Khan, will swear, but before swearing, I have a small request, please be sure to agree." The other party responded loudly.
"I knew it couldn't be that simple..." Wang Xian spat.
"What request?"
"Our Great Khan would like to invite one of your nobles to come to our camp as a guest to discuss the plan of turning the two tribes into enemies." The Mongols expressed their request: "Please don't worry about that noble man.
As long as the Ming Dynasty's army withdraws from Mobei, we, the Great Khan, will send the noble gifts back to you. I can swear this."
"We don't have many noble people here..." Zhu Zhanji's heart thumped and he secretly shouted, "Don't you know my identity?"
"Hahahaha..." Another young but superior person's voice sounded: "If His Highness the Grand Sun of the Ming Dynasty is not expensive, then I am not happy, this son of the Mongolian Grand Master is not even as good as a piece of grass.
All the soldiers on the top of the mountain had their hairs standing on end. Sure enough, they knew about the existence of His Highness Taisun.
"..." On the top of the mountain, Zhu Zhanji was about to speak, but Wang Xian covered his mouth. Then Wang Xian laughed and said: "Hahahaha, Your Majesty Tuohuan, you are so grateful. I am just an ordinary person."
That’s all”
"Your Highness, you are humble." Tuo Huan saw that his guess was indeed correct, and he said happily: "I have admired you for a long time. I wonder if you have this honor. Please come forward and meet me."
"Forget it, Gu is now unkempt and covered in blood. It's better not to see him." Wang Xian said, and began to take off Zhu Zhanji's clothes and armor. Not only the armor, but also his bright yellow mid laner...
If Zhu Zhanji's underwear hadn't been of ordinary military style, Wang Xian would have had to strip him naked. Zhu Zhanji didn't know why, but now Wang Xian wants to buy him, and he will help count the money.
Let him do whatever he wants.
"Yes, this is not etiquette." Tuohuan has long known that the Han people have many rules, and the royal family is even more perverted, so he said naturally: "Quickly, go and prepare water for His Highness, and prepare a clean outfit." While the people below are watching,
As he went to prepare, he continued to shout: "Your Highness, please do not misunderstand and think that we are going to harm you, or that we want to detain you..."
"Well." Wang Xian asked as he took off his armor, "Then what do you want to do with Gu Gu? Do you want to treat me to dinner?"
"It is our honor to have such a distinguished guest as His Highness." Tuo Huan smiled, and during the conversation with the Ming Dynasty Taisun, his tone was unconsciously humble and he said: "There is a saying in the Central Plains that people in the Ming Dynasty cannot
Talking secretly, we invite Your Highness to be a guest here for the purpose just mentioned, to ask the Ming Dynasty to withdraw its troops, so that the two countries can become friends." He raised his right arm high and said: "If Your Highness does not believe it, not only will the Great Khan swear,
I can also swear that as long as the Ming army withdraws from the grassland, I will personally escort His Highness out of the country." After a pause, he said: "To show our respect for Your Highness, we can unconditionally make a truce with the Ming army outside, or we can take the more than 200 captives just now.
Is His Highness satisfied with the release of the Ming army?"
"This idea... sounds good." Wang Xian put a suit of armor ripped off a dead man on Zhu Zhanji, and said with a smile: "But it's my people outside who are beating you, don't stop.
The armistice is not something you can have the final say on."
"Then please send someone out to talk about it."
"Okay, who is that? Xiaohei, go tell General Mo and ask him to suspend the attack. Just say that Guhe and the others have something to discuss." Wang Xian pushed Zhu Zhanji hard and lowered his voice: "No.
Nonsense, get out of here." He kicked him on the butt again, and Zhu Zhanji staggered and rolled down.
The soldiers of the Ming army were all shocked and speechless. They took a look at Zhu Zhanji who was getting up from the ground in a panic, and ordered: "Give him a horse and let him out."
His men brought him a war horse. Zhu Zhanji was trembling all over. The people in Wala thought he was frightened, but they didn't know that he was suppressing tears and excitement. He took a deep look at the figure standing on the mountain, got on his horse, and
He quickly left through the passage given by the Wala people...
"I didn't ask you to go out to deliver the letter, don't you blame me?" Wang Xian asked the two brothers in a low voice while the Wala people's attention was temporarily on Zhu Zhanji.
"Of course not. I owe you my life in the first place." Wu Wei smiled and said, "I'll pay you back this time."
"I owe you my life too," Young Master Xianyun said coolly even though he was injured, "I'll put it on this time too."
"You two are so beautiful." Wang Xian sneered and said: "If you are not good enough, just be a long-term worker and bodyguard for me for the rest of your life." He raised his voice and said to Tuo Huan: "It's okay to let me come to your military camp as a guest.
, but I, the guards, will be exempted, right?"
"Let's go together." Tuo Huan said with a smile: "Our people are clumsy and we are afraid that we will not serve them well."
"No." Wang Xian only dropped two words and then shut up. What he was best at was not leading troops to fight, but observing words and emotions, and figuring out people's hearts. Although he couldn't see the other person's expression clearly in the dark, he could still feel the other person's expression.
When talking to the Prince of the Ming Dynasty, he obviously had no confidence and unknowingly regarded himself as a subordinate. In this case, he treated himself as a superior... According to his observation, the superiors always spoke concisely and comprehensively, and they wished they could only pronounce single syllables.
"Okay then..." Tuohuan finally compromised and agreed to let the others go down the mountain.