The moon is bright at night, and a warm white halo covers the earth.

Lao Xie led the army in front, and teams of Ming cavalry rushed to the dark night.

Suddenly, Yebusu, who was in the front of the team, raised his arm and issued an order to stop moving forward.

Sun Yong held the horse, and the speeding horse sniffed a few times, expressing his dissatisfaction. Sun Yong shouted at Lao Xie in front of him:

"What did you do when you suddenly stop? I was shocked. In this dark night, suddenly stopping the march will kill people."

Lao Xie's face was serious:

"I'm afraid something happened, otherwise Heiwa wouldn't have stopped marching suddenly."

Not long after, a horse rushed in front of him. He arrived in front of Lao Xie and was hoarse:

"Governor, Luo San is gone."

Old Xie was stunned when he heard this, and Sun Yong beside him roared and asked:

"Who made the move?"

As he said that, he didn't care whether Ye was to take him or not, urged his horse to move forward. When he arrived at the front army, he saw Heiwa squatting next to a corpse and Ye Wubing.

The corpse was wearing Mongolian costumes, and the blood under it had turned black and had scabbed, and had been dead for some time.

"Who killed the person?"

Sun Yong asked in a deep voice.

Since the Duke began to promote the spirits on the grassland and proclaimed that the Ming army could not be killed, fewer Ming army died on the grassland. This time, the plan to capture Tutuobuhua alive was promoted. For this reason, Lao Xie sent dozens of elite soldiers to sneak into the Tatar tribe.

The most successful one was that Ye Bushou, named Luo San, almost entered Tutububuhua's follower. In the end, he even became involved in Tutububuhua's escape team due to the civil strife of Tatars.

This place is not far from Kaipingwei, and it is almost time to close the net, but Luo San died here.

"Heiwa, can you tell who killed it?"

Lao Xie rushed over and asked Heiwa in a deep voice. The robe died in a pool of blood. Judging from his injuries, he must have had a fight before his death. The fatal injury was an arrow.

Heiwa said in a deep voice:

"Ro San was hit seventeen times, but most of them failed to break through the inner armor. There are three most fatal injuries, one scimitar, and both were arrow wounds. If I guessed correctly, it should be Mo Rigen, the number one archer under Tuotuobuhua."

Sun Yong looked at the dead Luo San and said in a deep voice:

"Okay, since you can find a killer."

"Buried Luo San and scattered Ye Bucheng. Before dawn, I will find this Mo Rigen and kill the people who killed my Ming army. Then I will pay it back with my life."

The Ming army turned over and dismounted, waved their waists, and quickly dug out the pit and buried Luo San.

Lao Xie saw Luo San being buried, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

"How can this kid die after he heard the teacher teach twice? Isn't this embarrassing the master? This bastard boy, the kid who taught the master, is the first to die."

Sun Yong patted Lao Xie on the shoulder and said nothing.

How can one not die when a soldier fights? As long as death is meaningful, it is the only way to die.

"I won't let Luo Sanbai die."

"Although Luo San is dead, his name will soon spread throughout the grassland."

Sun Yong said, suddenly waving his arms.

One night, he came to the two of them and got off the horse:

"Reported, Deputy General, Governor, found Tuotuo Buhua's whereabouts and headed towards Kaipingwei."

Sun Yong rolled over the horse and raised his arm:

"Brothers, come with me and the opportunity to teach Shabhutan, the overlord of Urianha, a lesson."

Two thousand Ming troops whistled and left, and their target headed straight for Kaipingwei.

...

Tuotuobu is tired and hungry.

After running all the way, after entering the Urianha area, avoiding the pursuit of Fuyu people, he killed the Ming army named Luo San at night, and did not encounter any further pursuit.

However, because of his desperate escape, he was afraid that a few horses would still die. The remaining horse was killed and eaten meat and roasted on the fire.

Squatting beside the fire, Tuotuobuhua glanced at the big bow and quiver on Mo Rigen's back, and his tone was low:

"You can't bring your weapons before you arrive at Kaipingwei and see Shabhutan."

Mo Rigen was slightly stunned:

"The leader of Shabhutan is the father-in-law of the Khan, so it will not be difficult for us."

Tuotuobuhua smiled bitterly, wouldn’t it be difficult?

This time I was taking a risk, taking a risk to convince Shabhutan. If I say I don’t agree, it means that my head has fallen to the ground.

The neighing sound of horses suddenly sounded in front of them, and Mongolian words mixed in between, coming quickly.

Mo Rigen looked up, glanced at him, and immediately said:

"It's the Urianha tribe. Judging from the crowd, there may be Shabhutan leaders."

The expression on Tuotuobuhua's face changed a few times, and finally he gritted his teeth and did not stand up.

The neighing sounds of horses also sounded behind them.

Tuotuobuhua smiled bitterly at Mo Rigen:

"My father-in-law is afraid that I will run away, so there are people coming from all over the world. This is to capture me. It seems that we are not going to pass this level."

Mo Rigen had sharp ears. He listened to the sound of horse hooves behind him and neighed, and suddenly stood up:

"Khan, the Ming army came from behind, not the Urianha people."

Tuotuo stood up with a sound of flowers and looked north, and saw a fire dragon coming quickly. The leader of the knight was in the red helmet and red armor, which was in the Ming army uniform.

Knock!

The words of Ming Jun Ye Busuohua flashed in front of Tuotuobuhua's eyes before his death, and a trace of fear flashed in his heart. No, Ming Jun's reaction would not be so violent!

After a moment, the two armies surrounded Tuotuobuhua in the middle.

The leader of the Urianha tribe was Shabhutan.

Shabhutan rode on a tall brown horse, looking at Shabhutan like a wrecked dog, with a face full of rampant pride and joy.

"Tutuobuhua, you have today too."

"Brother of Mingjun, I have no intention of making things difficult for you. I only need this head of Tuotuobuhua to pay tribute to my dead daughter, and you can take it away."

Shabhutan thought he had made the biggest concessions.

Sun Yong rode on the horse, his body fluctuating up and down with the horse's movements, and his tone was cold:

"This man killed my Ming army's people. I want to take him to Xuanfu, and Ming Zhengdian was sentenced."

The tribe leaders under Shabhutan immediately started to shout:

"This is the grassland, not the place where your Ming army keeps its word."

"Dare you dare to challenge the leader of Shabudan, why do you Mingjun have to be so rude?"

"Get out, the Urianha tribes can let you go."

Amid all kinds of shouts and scolding, Sun Yong was unmoved and ignored Shabhutan.

Sha Bhutan looked at the middle-aged general with a cold expression on his face. Although there was no movement on his face, Xiao Jiujiu was blowing in his heart.

Those who killed the Ming army would be chased by the Ming army. This incident has been circulating on the grassland for a long time, so long that Shabhutan thought this was a legend.

Suddenly, the Ming army asked for people in front of him, and Shabhutan felt a little unreal.

Could it be that the incident is not a legend, but a real one?

Sun Yong looked at the excited Uryanha tribe and quickly estimated the number of soldiers and horses of the other party, and his confidence was even more secure.

"This man killed an elite Yebusuo of my Ming army, and a robe named Luo San."

"Mr. Master will order me, I must take him back to Xuanfu for public execution. The leader of Shabhutan will not want to leave you here, so that you, Uryanha, and my Ming Dynasty will be in trouble."

As he said that, Sun Yong raised his arm and raised countless steel knives.

The swords and guns are like forests, with a strong momentum.
Chapter completed!