Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

After writing the chapter where Zhu Di went, Jazz only felt that his whole body was soft, his energy was too much, and he could not get out of his emotions for the time being. Let me slow down slowly. There is something wrong with the plot. Please forgive me.

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"The military will move. We must return to the division immediately."

Zhu Di was already lying on the bed in Xinghe Fort, Fang Xing was standing on the side, eyes red and swollen.

Yang Rong looked at Fang Xing and sighed lightly.

Earlier, he and Yang Shiqi had persuaded Zhang Fu to return to the teacher immediately, but Fang Xing jumped out to be the first to object, and drew out a knife, forcing Zhang Fu to order the whole army to pursue it, and must beat the Harlem to maimed.

The generals wiped away their tears and agreed with this plan.

So everyone was chasing tearfully, only Fang Xing took the family members and Zhu Di's guards to bring their emperor to Xinghe Fort.

Fang Xing turned around blankly and said, "Your Majesty is the Emperor of Horses. He knows what is more important. In my opinion, there is no more way to comfort your Majesty by completely defeating the Harit. I believe that his old heroic spirit is still there. Looking at the big Ming tigers... chasing death and chasing north."

Yang Rong smiled bitterly: "But... the weather is getting hot gradually!"

"I have called someone to make ice."

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Yang Rong sighed and went out and saw a group of people coming with wooden barrels.

"It's all ice."

Yang Shiqi shook his head and said: "I have already gone to Xuanfu and Peiping to spread the news, Your Majesty... hey!"

Yang Rong frowned as he watched these people enter the compound, and said, "Fang Xing has been sent to cast a copper coffin, and I don't know where he collected so much copper."

"Hey! Your Majesty... The officer said that the tin from the army was collected to cast the coffin. You didn't see his eyes at the time, you want to kill!"

Yang Shiqi looked at the ground blankly and said: "Your Majesty has favored him. He is willing to take the risk to stand in front of His Majesty in this battle. This is... the monarch and his ministers are mutually beneficial!"

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The country's lord is very embarrassed. He has never been so flustered since he was born.

There were only more than 5,000 cavalry left, and the rest had been hunted and killed by the Ming army in the escape.

"Wang, Mingren didn't follow."

The head guard said with lingering fears.

The lord looked at the frustrated soldiers and smiled forcefully: "The Ming army seems to be crazy, and also shouting the Emperor Ming... This king guesses that the Emperor Ming can't do anything wrong, it's gratifying!"

The group dared not stay, and fled until the evening to rest.

"Wang, our horse must rest, otherwise it won't be able to hold it tomorrow."

The leading Wanhu looked worried. Since the defeat, they have been running away at all costs.

The lord regained his spirit and said: "The Ming army should have gone back. When it comes to Yili, naturally there will be horses to supplement it."

The captain nodded, and went back to comfort his subordinates.

Fear of leaving, the lord of the country felt hungry, so he ordered people to get dinner.

"this one?"

Seeing the dry bread in front of me, the lord's anger arose. He kicked the cook who was cooking and cursed, "Do you dare to fool this king?"

The cook didn't dare to get up, and said aggrieved: "Wang, when I left, I took dried cakes."

From full of confidence when setting out, to being scorned and ignored by Zhu Di, to being defeated by Zhu Di himself...

Everything rushed up, the Lord’s eyes were red, and he drew out his short sword...

In this way, the precious dagger was inserted into the chest of a humble cook in the eyes of the lord.

The Lord drew out his short sword, took a few steps back breathlessly, and then looked at the left and right. They were all numb, and he suddenly felt regretful.

With a straight face, he was about to be appointed to make a wish, when someone outside suddenly screamed: "The enemy attack..."

The lord of the country was horrified, and turned around to look.

Far away... No! The lord turned slowly, and saw fire on all sides, he muttered: "Why is the Ming army so crazy? Do you have to put the king to death?"

The head guard ran over and said in a panic: "Wang, we have to break through immediately!"

The lord saw that there were panicked sergeants all around, and some of them did not even get on their horses, obviously waiting for their surrender.

"It's Yili to help the insider!"

The sound of horseshoes gradually became denser, and someone shouted in ecstasy.

"Also force the insider?"

The lord smiled bitterly, "If the Ming army is better, and try to keep the insiders, this king remembers that Weisi ran away? I didn't expect that he would be able to gather the remnants and intercept them here. This is fate!"

The chief guard urged: "King, go!"

The lord shook his head, watching those who also forcefully swarmed the cavalry, and then chopped down the Harlem who could no longer run.

"Kneel and surrender!"

Amid the shouts, the desperate Harlems got off their horses and knelt down, while the leader of the country and his guard who hadn't kneeled were particularly eye-catching.

"Sweat!"

In the fire hunt, the crooked thinking that has regained dignity comes on the horse.

"What else can you say?"

Weisi asked condescendingly, just feeling comfortable all over.

The Lord said indifferently: "The Emperor Ming is worthy of the title of the hero, and this king is convinced that he is defeated. However, unless you can escape far away, it will be your turn next time."

Weisi looked at the embarrassed King Halle, and sneered: "Ben Khan tells you a good news, Emperor Ming...go! Just when he defeated you, he went."

The lord of the country was sullen and sneered: "If you didn't run at the time, you would surely be able to turn defeat into victory, but it's a pity. What else do you have to say? Ben Khan is about to evade and wants to hear your last words."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The lord took a few steps back and suddenly burst into laughter. He leaned forward and closed with a smile, tears came out, and then gasped: "The Emperor Ming is more than sixty years old, and he dared to rush into the battle himself. He is still riding an array. What is it for not to die? Hahahaha! Old lunatic! You finally went there!"

Weisi coldly looked at the crazy laughing country lord, shook his head and said: "Ben Khan looks crazy at you!"

"The Emperor Ming has defeated you, so far there is no enemy in the north of the Ming people, even if the Emperor Ming is killed in battle, it is still worth it! He is... a warrior!"

The lord of the country was startled, thinking that he could have been living in Yili, but was involved in the war by this guy, so he had to take the tribe to escape ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and said angrily: "Harley is over! Harley is done in your hands! Think of how heroic your old king is, but unfortunately you have been robbed of the throne by you incompetent. There is no reason to survive!"

The lord of the country has recovered his peace. He said faintly: "Halle is at best a civil strife, but he will not perish, thinking, no matter how frustrated this king is, it is not your wild dog to tease."

Yisi was furious, and was about to drink people to take him down. The king drew his short sword, looked at the blade, and muttered: "Who are you loyal to? Whose chest will you insert?"

"Take him!"

Yisi turned his horse around and said to the people around him: "Take him to trade with the Ming Army. We want food and grass, and then we will run away immediately!"

"Puff!"

Yisi felt a shock in his heart, and turned around to see the lord of the country lying on the ground, while the dagger was stuck in his chest, the dagger that he never leaves the body.

The chief guard watched this scene blankly, and suddenly drew his knife out, and the surrounding Yili hurriedly guarded the crooked thought.

Weisi shook his head and said: "No need, he is going to be together..."

When the long knife was pulled, there was a dead body on the ground.

Without the country's master in hand, he thought and said depressedly: "Take these prisoners to make a deal with the Ming army and ask for food."

Someone asked, "Khan, what if the Ming army still wants to beat us?"

Crooked thought pondered: "Emperor Ming is gone. As long as the Ming army gets the corpse of King Hallie, they promise to retreat immediately and go back to rectify Emperor Ming's funeral. Go, there will be no problem."

Immediately someone beat his horse to search for the Ming army, thinking and sighing: "One died in battle, like a warrior, but one fled in embarrassment and abandoned his subordinates. What will happen to Ben Khan?"

The stars above the sky flickered, swaying on the corpse of the Lord, lonely and desolate...

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