The first navigator of the Ming Dynasty

, rumbling, horses' hooves, dust.

The army of the Ming Dynasty attacked from the rear of the Northern Yuan camp, waving the "Ying" banner of Fu Youde, the Duke of Yingguo.

The Liao king Aza lost his army in a hurry, and after a battle with Fu Youde's army, he was defeated and fled with the remnants of his army.

On Dayingtu Square in the Northern Yuan Dynasty, Zheng Hai and Brigood were still dueling. Two soldiers guarding Ma He were watching the fight.

Beiyuan Qianhu Brigood said loudly: "Boy, I've had enough, my eldest brother's life, you should pay it back! I'll send you to the king of Hades!"

Zheng Hai was silent and greeted him with a knife.

One soldier looked at Zheng Hai in the fight and said to the other soldier: "That kid of Daming seems to have some ability, and General Brigood has not been able to kill him. "

You're wrong, it's General Brigood who hasn't done his best. If the general really wants to kill that kid, he can do so at any time, just now he was just playing with him! Look, there will be a good show soon!"

"You are right! General Brigood is a thousand households in our army, and that kid of Daming is just a small soldier. If the general wants to kill him, it will be like killing a chicken and slaughtering a sheep.

Ma He looked at Zheng Hai, a smile appeared on his face, and he said lightly: "The pawn crossing the river is as fierce as a car, don't underestimate any soldier."

"What! What are you talking about? Do you mean that our general can't beat a small soldier?"

A Northern Yuan soldier looked angry, drew his knife, and threatened: "If you dare to talk nonsense, I will cut your tongue!"

Ma He ignored the Northern Yuan soldier and quietly watched the fight in the field, as if he had not heard the soldier's words.

"Brother, ignore him!" another soldier persuaded, and said, "We are idle, it is better to gamble, the general still has a few tricks to kill that kid." "

I can't guess ten moves

?" "Give me an accurate number, how many moves do you say the general will use?"

"One move!"

It was not another Beiyuan soldier who spoke, but Ma He beside him.

The two Northern Yuan soldiers looked at Ma He at the same time: "Hehe, hehe, you actually cursed your companions..."

"No! I mean, your general will be killed with a single sword!"

"You!"

was about to refute Ma He, but the soldier saw Brigood make a move:

Qianhu Brigood stepped forward, the waist knife in his hand slashed back with his right hand in a semicircle, and the long knife carried the momentum of thunder, and vigorously slashed at Zheng Hai.

If Zheng Hai blocked this knife with a horizontal knife, he would lose the opportunity.

Zheng Hai also moved, and rushed forward in response to the knife, without retreating or blocking.

The change occurred between lightning and flint, and Brigood looked horrified, and the movements in his hands were sluggish.

At this moment, Zheng Hai's knife pierced Brigood's lungs from the bottom up.

At the same time, Brigood's knife slashed into the air, and his arm slammed into Zheng Hai's shoulder, and the force was so great that Zheng Hai's body took a step back.

Brigood looked at Zheng Hai with a stunned face, spitting blood: "You, you, you...

Have you been waiting for this opportunity?" "You are wrong, I have been waiting since I was captured, but I am not killing you, but waiting for the army of the Ming Dynasty. "

You, you already knew... You did it on purpose..."

"You guessed it right this time!However, you don't have a chance!"

Zheng Hai turned his wrist, twisted the long knife, and pulled out the waist knife.

"Whoever kills, people will always kill you!You must be conscious!" Brigood

fell to the ground with his face facing the ground, and the long knife in Zheng Hai's hand was still dripping blood.

"It's... This, how is this possible!General Brigood was actually killed by him..."

"Come on! Come on!"

a soldier had just finished shouting, when a long knife whistled and plunged into his chest.

While the soldier next to him was stunned, Ma He pushed the handle of the knife hard, and the long knife directly stabbed through the soldier, snatching the knife that had just been drawn out of the soldier's hand.

Ma He and Zheng Hai fought again against the Northern Yuan soldiers, and these were the guards who stayed behind in the camp.

"Kill these two men and avenge the general!"

boom, a large number of cavalry rode directly into the barracks from the camp gate.

"It's the king who is back!"

"It doesn't seem like it... Not good!"

"The Ming army attacked the camp! Run!" "

Boom, boom, boom, followed by a wave of arrows, and the Northern Yuan soldiers who had no time to react fell to the ground with arrows, and the others fled one after another.

Groups of Ming cavalry squads scattered and rampaged through the Northern Yuan barracks. They galloped on horseback, and immediately slashed at the sight of people.

In the camp of the Northern Yuan, the screams of the soldiers, the clanging of swords, and the whistling of horses suddenly resounded.

Subsequently, a group of Ming infantry rushed into the camp and merged into the square square in the middle of the Northern Yuan camp.

In the square, the Northern Yuan soldiers fell to the ground and died.

The last Northern Yuan soldier fell to the ground with a bang, and Zheng Hai appeared in front of the eyes of the Ming soldiers.

He placed the waist knife on his arm's clothes, wiped it, and thrust it back into its scabbard.

"Who are you two?"

"My own people! I am the cavalry of the Ming Dynasty, under the King of Yan, my name is Zheng Hai, and his name is Ma He. The

soldiers, armed with broadswords and spears, looked at Zheng Hai and Ma He suspiciously, and surrounded the two of them. The soldiers had no intention of accepting the two men, nor did they intend to fight, as if they were thinking about how to deal with them.

An old general wearing mountain-patterned armor rode a tall horse towards the square, and the soldiers along the road gave way one after another.

"Report to the general, there are two unidentified soldiers in the square, claiming to be King Yan's subordinates!" After

listening to the description of his subordinates, he glanced at it from a distance, and the corpses in the square were scattered all over the place, and Zheng Hai and Ma He were surrounded by soldiers in the middle.

"Kill them. The

old general Fu Youde's face was calm, his eyes were deep, his words did not have any emotional color, and his voice was not loud but loud.

When the news came back, the soldiers in the center of the square stared at Zheng Hai and Ma He again, their eyes were burning, their long knives increased by three points, and their spears pressed down one foot, approaching step by step.

"Oops!" Zheng Hai saw that the situation was not right, and hurriedly drew his sword, and shouted at the same time: "We are the subordinates of King Yan, our own people

!" "Xiaohai, why are they

?" "Sanbao, I forgot that this is your enemy who led the army!"

"Could it be that he wants us to die?"

Zheng Hai only knows what is recorded in history: Fu Youde pursued and killed the Liao king Aza Shili, pretended to retreat halfway, and then attacked the Liao king from the back in a roundabout way, returned with a great victory, and then was named the crown prince and prince.

He originally wanted to get rid of the fate of the captives by delaying time, and took advantage of Fu Youde's attack on the Northern Yuan army to return to the Ming army.

However, he never expected that Fu Youde was an old fox, and this old guy wanted to kill him and Ma He silently.

A general wearing a mountain-shaped armor rode to the middle of the square and asked the soldiers beside him, "Are they prisoners? Why don't you surrender?"

"General Yu, these two people claim

to be the subordinates of King Yan, but you see that the person is wearing the armor of the Northern Yuan!" "Oh? I'll take a look

!" The soldiers got out of the way, and the general in the mountain-shaped armor walked over and saw Ma He at a glance: "This seems to be the personal eunuch of His Royal Highness King Yan, Gonggong Ma!"

"King Yan has seen the Marquis of Dingyuan!" Ma He saluted to the Marquis of Dingyuan, who was riding a horse.

When the Marquis of Dingyuan heard Ma He's words, he hurriedly shouted: "Stop! He is indeed King Yan's subordinate Ma Gonggong, all the soldiers stop!"

Zheng Hai exhaled, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and withdrew the waist knife into the scabbard again.

"General Wang, General Fu said, even if it is a subordinate of King Yan, wearing pseudo-yuan armor and appearing in the pseudo-yuan camp, he must be a traitor. These two people must be the work of the pseudo-Yuan, let us deal

with it!" "Oh!" Dingyuan Marquis Wang Bi nodded, his eyes were introverted, and he looked at Fu Youde in the distance, "Then deal with it according to the general's words

!" The soldiers approached again, and sweat broke out on Zheng Hai's forehead again: Is it really going to hang up this time?

He shouted loudly: "I want to see Fu Youde, General Fu, I have a secret order from Zhu Di, the king of Yan!"