The person who comes is a foal that cannot be regained at night.

The foal's helmet was lost, his hair was scattered, his face was covered with bloody ideas, and several large holes of cotton armor were broken, revealing the inner lined iron leaves, and it seemed like a big battle was passed.

The foal was half kneeling on the ground, his voice croaking:

"Master General, Lord Xie was ambushed and surrounded by the Oirat cavalry. Brothers sent me out with their lives. Lord General, please save my family."

When Su Cheng heard this, he stood up and looked around. It was pitch black around him, and he couldn't tell anything.

Lao Xie was surrounded by the Oirat people, this is not a good thing.

Ye Busheng is already an elite force under his command. He is not even a match for the Oirats' siege detectives, and these ordinary soldiers under his command are even less than enough.

"Luo Zhao."

"The last one will be there."

Luo Zhao stood up while chewing dry food in his mouth, and responded while wrapping his arm armor.

Su Cheng pointed his arm westward:

"You lead the troops in the headquarters to rescue Xie Goudan. Remember, you should be fast on the way and try not to disturb the Oirat camp ahead."

Luo Zhao took the order, turned around and left, shouting as he walked, a Ming army gathered together, and the soldiers turned over their horses. When they left, they were like the wind. Under the leadership of the foal, they rushed straight to the northwest.

Su Cheng dropped the blanket wrapped around him and looked around the governors and commanders:

"Can't wait anymore. Go back and collect your own heads, and after half a stick of incense, prepare to rush to the formation."

...

In the Oirat camp, in the fur tent next to the central army's flag.

The stove is burning vigorously, and the tent is as warm as spring.

Yesen was still drinking, and the woman in various costumes sang and danced in the tent, and the big tent was filled with delicacy.

"Bang"

Ye Xian suddenly threw the wine glass in his hand at a dancing woman and started to scold:

"Who is there to show you with a sad face? I want to watch you dance, not to see you cry!"

"Crying, crying, mourning, I'm upset, I've chopped you up."

Ye Xian reached out and pulled out the scimitar on the armor. The scimitar was shining with the candlelight in the tent. The scimitar was scared to the women dancing in the tent and shrank to a corner of the tent.

After a scream, a woman who had retreated slowly fell into a pool of blood.

There was a scream in the big tent.

Ye Xian carried the blood-dropping scimitar and continued to walk towards the shivering women. His smile on his face was deformed and his voice was hoarse:

"Everyone knows if I was defeated, and if I was defeated, I cry for me. I'm not dead yet, so I cry for me!"

"I'll let you die today."

He also raised his scimitar first and then slashed his sword again.

"Dang"

A dagger hit Yesian's steel knife.

Yesen felt a powerful force coming, his feet staggered, his body fell backwards, and he smashed on the table beside him. The wine glass on the table beside him poured over, the dishes flew, and the juice was splashed everywhere.

Yexian looked at the woman holding a knife in front of him and shivered, as if she wanted to rush over but didn't dare to rush over. She woke up after a moment of drunkenness.

Seeing that he arrived, he should be an ordinary wise woman. If she was a hidden assassin, her life would be gone now.

The Grand Master of the Ola, King Gongsun of the Ming Dynasty, captured the leader of the Ola tribe of the Ming Emperor Zhu Qizhen, the future Mongolian Han Dynasty, and the founder of the new Golden Family, and could not die so ignorantly.

I want to cheer up and can't be so depressed anymore.

Even Sucheng could not kill me, and even the Ming army could not kill me, and I could not die in a daze at the hands of a woman.

"Report, Grand Master."

A personal guard opened the tent, took a look, rushed in, and stopped Yesen in front of him, facing the woman holding the knife.

Ye Yi first pushed away his personal guard, his voice was sonorous:

"Arseleng, don't stand before your noble leader. Your leader is not a weak woman from a wise man and does not need protection."

The guard named Alslen was obviously stunned for a moment, turned his head and looked at him first, and could not believe it. The confident, wild, and victorious Taishi was back.

Ye Xian looked at the woman holding a dagger in front of him and asked coldly:

"Mingren, tell me your name, and this Master can let you die without humiliation."

The woman's hand holding the dagger shook:

"My name is Zhu Ning, you, are you keeping your word and let me die without being humiliated?"

These days, Zhu Ning has seen many companions who have been humiliated and died. If he hadn't been good-looking and was attracted by the nobles of the Oirat, he would have been left in a dry grass where he didn't know where he was.

Zhu Ning felt that it was good to die without being humiliated.

I also got up first, picked up the luxurious silk, wiped off the juice stained on my body, and threw the silk onto the soup stains, with a high tone:

"I will naturally count the numbers when my master speaks."

"Arseleng, what are you doing?"

Arslen was stunned when he heard this, then reacted and hurriedly hugged Yesen's armor hanging on the side:

"Taishi, the Ming people have come here to kill me. Please ask the Taishi to wear armor."

Ye Xian's face flashed with a hint of astonishment when he heard this, but the astonishment disappeared immediately. He raised his arms and let Alslen put his armor on his face, and asked in a deep voice:

"Where did the Mingren kill him?"

"Where is the King of Saiqian? He went to chase Mingren and didn't accept him at night. Haven't he come back yet?"

Alslen was very fast and he quickly started to tie his breastplate to Yesen:

"Mr. Saiqian Wang has not come back yet, but a provocate was sent back, saying that he had encountered the elite Ming army, and he transferred hundreds of people to the scene, besieging Mingren Yebu."

"Just just now, the siege came to report that the Ming Dynasty brigade appeared eight miles away from the south. They were all cavalry and were gathering. For a moment, I am afraid they would come here."

"The leader of Batubuch led the warriors to meet him, and bought time for the army to reconcile."

After putting on the armor first, you could already hear the sound of horse hooves like thunder coming from outside, and the iron hooves rumbled. The Ming army's cavalry had already crushed them.

Arslen's face suddenly turned pale. Leader Batubuch could not even stop the Ming army for a while. The Ming army that came was probably extraordinary.

He took up his helmet and put it on, then picked up his scimitar, inserted it into the black shark leather scabbard, and walked out of the tent with great strides:

"The only one who can have such courage and ambition among the Ming army is Su Cheng."

"The Ming cavalry has already rushed up, and our elite cavalry can no longer gather to form a formation. I will pass on the military order of my Taishi and order the leaders of our headquarters to withdraw."

"Tell him to the Sitai and ordered him to retreat immediately."

While walking, he also issued orders. The guards gathered around him took orders one after another. The guards kept turning over the horses and slapped the horses to take orders amid the roaring sounds in the camp.

At the end of the day, he had already walked to the middle of the camp. He looked at the cavalry that was winding like a fire dragon in the distance, took the reins handed over by Arslen, and turned over the horse.

Once you pulled the reins, you said it straightforwardly:

"Let's go, leave the outer tribes to fight against the Ming Dynasty, and the warriors from the headquarters will withdraw first."

"Arseleng, my Grand Master ordered you to lead the team and retreat to the Meadow. My Grand Master stayed behind and accompanied Mao's kid, Hawen and others to deal with the Ming army and buy time for your withdrawal."

Alslen pulled out the scimitar and stopped Yexian:

"Tai Shi, you take the tribe warriors away, I will stay to resist the Ming army. Leader Hawen is familiar with me and dies together. Leader Hawen must be willing to do so."

A trace of sinisterness flashed across Ye Xian's face, and he waved it casually:

"Okay, come and command me, Master Tai, first."

After saying that, he turned his horse's head first and ordered his personal guards to take Zhu Qizhen and go out of the camp and head north.

In the central army tent behind, Zhu Ning, who was quietly protruding his head out, saw this situation, and was very despised by Yesen, and even more unfamiliar with Aerslen, who was roaring towards the Ming army like a long dragon.
Chapter completed!