"boom"

The north gate of Shajing was the first to push open, and the established Tatar cavalry opened out in a mighty manner.

The one who led the army first was Zhebe.

Zhebe was pulled out of the bed by Marco Guergis. Zhebe, who had just been wounded, was pulled out of the bed and heard the screams in the city.

As soon as Zhebet put on his armor, Marco Guergis arrived.

"I'll take the little prince out."

Tzebebe endured the pain in his body, and his tone was straightforward.

My life was originally given by Tutuo and was given by the Golden Family. Today, I was killed on the battlefield and I was just returning my life.

Marco Guerji cried in thought.

When the Ming army's clay pot fell into the camp, one fell on the head of a Boluo's personal guard. Seeing the guard being covered in flames and rolling and roaring in the blazing flames, Marco Guergis was frightened.

He came to Zhebei desperately, and Marco Guergis found hope to survive when he saw Zhebei.

With the help of Youzhe, the subordinates of the Golden Family were quickly gathered and quickly headed towards the north gate according to Marco Guergis's request, hoping to open the north gate and flee north.

Although Zhebe didn't want to walk through the north gate, he had no choice but to agree when he saw the little prince who was afraid of being in a group.

As soon as the north gate opened, Zhebei saw the Ming army standing in the middle of the road, the iron cavalry with a black armored black horse.

The leader of General Ming placed a big knife on the horse's back. Seeing his group of people, Zhebo seemed to see General Ming licking his lips, and a smile appeared on his hideous face.

This is a powerful man!

Zhebo secretly judged Zhang Shitou on the opposite side in his heart. He knew that this was a bad battle. The one who could be at the North Gate by the Sucheng Sect was not the strongest Ming general, but also one of the best generals in the Sucheng Army.

"Take the little prince away, I will fight against the Iron Cavalry of the Ming general."

Zhebe ordered the guard next to him that the little prince was the only bloodline of the Golden Family and had to survive.

Drawing out the scimitar from the horse's back, Zhebei raised his arm high, and the blood from the gauze wrapped around his arm instantly dyed half of his arm red.

"The boys, for the sake of their wives and children behind them, they killed these Ming people in the cattle and sheep tents."

Zhebo shouted loudly, encouraging morale.

"Kill these Ming people!"

The man behind Zhebei raised his scimitar high.

A hideous smile appeared on Shi Tou's face, he held the big knife in his hand, raised his voice forward, and his voice was also loud:

"My sons, it's time to make achievements. The prince will not be greedy for your merits, and this count will not swallow your merits. Whether you are a marquis or an uncle depends on your ability."

"Kill!"

The intense fighting spirit of the Ming army also met.

Two black iron streams collided together, and in an instant, countless corpses fell from the horse's back.

Outside the south gate, Su Cheng rode on the horse and quietly looked at the city gate without any movement.

Heiwa stretched and persuaded Su Cheng to say:

"Master, don't look at it. Everyone knows that this is the South Gate. You are here to stay. The one who is not open will dare to come and provoke you to die."

Su Cheng looked at the burning flames behind the south gate and saw that the flames were getting smaller and smaller. There were a large group of cavalry approaching the south gate. It must be the Oirats coming.

Su Cheng smiled:

"Reorganize the army and prepare for war."

"He Sangen, the man who ordered you to shoot rockets at the south gate, so that these Oirats could also taste our new tincture oil."

He Sangui took the order, and the arrow cluster pointed at the southern city gate. The arrows were like rain, and it instantly illuminated most of the southern gate.

The south gate was finally pushed open.

Boluo, who was half-black, was wearing half-armored armor and his lower body was bare. If it weren't for the saddle blocking him, the Ming army might have seen the indecent scene.

Boluo knew Su Cheng. When he saw the Ming general sitting on the horse's back, he felt happy that he had ended his suffering and had a happy heart.

After six months of hard work, several days of rolling eyes and ridicule, even the most trusted subordinates began to doubt themselves.

Boluo felt that these were worth it.

It's worth it to be able to catch Sucheng.

"Send the order to gather all the troops and horses to capture Sucheng alive. If you cannot capture it alive, then kill it without any hesitation."

Boluo drew his scimitar and prepared to rush to the formation. He originally wanted to capture Su Cheng alive, but now his morale is low and his chances are not great.

Heiwa had already pulled out the steel knife and raised his arm. The soldiers who were not in charge of the night quickly pulled out the offensive formation and protected Su Cheng tightly behind him.

"It's time to make achievements, brothers."

Heiwa boosted morale.

Two torrents collided together.

The fight begins.

...

Hara and Lin, the palace.

He also woke up from his sleep and ordered his servants to take the lights.

I got up and put on a warm nightgown, and I felt a little warm in my heart.

Batubuch lit up the wick of the oil lamp, and asked, whose face was a little pale:

"Taishi, are you having a nightmare?"

Batubuch broke his arm, but judging from his current appearance, he should have recovered.

He sighed first:

"Yes, I dreamed that Sucheng sent troops, broke through Shajing, captured Boluo alive, killed Marco Guergis, and captured all the Tatar tribes. The men above the wheel were cut and killed. Sucheng was the demon in the dark night."

Batubuch turned the oil lamp brighter, and he said first when he was relieved:

"What the Han people said is good, dreams are all against each other. Taishi, you have nightmares, which means that we will win a great victory in Shajing and capture Sucheng alive, maybe it will be a piece of cake."

Yes sighed first, thinking that Batubuch is indeed brainless. We have been defeated by Su Cheng several times, and we can still be so arrogant.

"Transfer the order to reorganize the army and prepare for war. The Japanese Grand Tutor of the Ming Dynasty personally led the army to attack Shajing, join forces with the tribes, and capture Sucheng."

Seeing Batubuch's back disappear, Yexian's uneasiness became stronger and stronger. After thinking carefully for a while, he stood up, left the bedroom, and arrived at the Shaman Temple next door.

Under the service of the palace maids, he lit three incenses of faith and knelt devoutly before God.

After receiving God's comfort, Yexian's uneasiness dissipated a lot. He looked at Batubuch who rushed back, and his tone was still full of worries:

"What a pity, I did not mobilize more soldiers to Boluo. If more soldiers were transferred, it would be guaranteed that Boluo would defeat Sucheng, and even take down Sucheng with Zhu Qizhen's substitute."

Batubuch sneered when he heard this:

"Boluo is not good, he just lured the enemy. Su Cheng is such a great man, how could he not recognize that Zhu Qizhen from Shajing is just a fake one?"

Yes shook his head first:

"It's hard to say about this matter. The only few of my great Mongolian tribes have never been defeated by Sucheng. Boluo is the most capable of fighting among all those who have never been defeated by Sucheng."

Batubuch scoffed.

The next day, Yexian received a message from Shajing.

Sucheng sent troops from Datong, aiming directly at Shajing City where the Tatar tribe's tent was located. Ten thousand Ming troops were like black and red torrents all over the mountains, passing through the grassland. Wherever they passed, all the tribe's stolen castles were wiped out.

Countless grassland people have lost their homes and are displaced.

Ye Xian was overjoyed when he heard this and said to Batubuch:
Chapter completed!