Su Cheng suddenly spoke:

"Tai Shi, your subordinates seem to be in internal conflict."

Ye Xian laughed at him, and did not look back. His hand holding the hilt tightened, and his tone was quick:

"Duke Zhongguo doesn't have to mess with me anymore. I will first know who the biggest enemy is now?"

Su Cheng laughed when he heard this:

"You mean to attack me, right?"

Ye Xian laughed when he heard this:

"It's good if Duke Zhongguo understands it. Although killing you is contrary to the ancient rituals of Mongolia that are generous and generous, if I don't kill you first, I'm sorry for the opportunity given to me by the God of Longevity."

"Kill you alone, the Ming army will no longer have the ability to traverse the desert grasslands. It is still the world of my Great Mongolian Kingdom outside the pass. This is the opportunity given to me by immortality."

Yes, looking up at the sky, his voice was loud:

"If God does not take it, I will suffer the consequences. I will first be a man who follows the heavens and will receive the most profound gifts given to his people by the immortals."

A loud voice resounded throughout the battlefield. The next moment, he drew his sword first, and the scimitar cut through the clear air, shining with the light of the sun, slashing towards Sucheng.

The moment the scimitar was slashed, Ye Xian noticed that the Ming army opposite was not moving at all.

A strange flashed in my heart. I had just said that I wanted to kill Su Cheng, but why was the Ming army opposite me completely unmoved? Didn’t they worry about their coach?

Or was it said that his sword was too fast that Ming Jun couldn't react.

A sudden pain in his neck, and he felt himself flying up. As the sky turned, he saw a headless body slowly falling down from the back of a horse.

Why does that leather armor look familiar?

The next moment, Yesen's eyes fell into darkness.

The battlefield fell into a moment of silence.

The Ming army, the Ola tribe, the Tatar tribe remnants, the Fuyu guards, the Hami guards..., all the soldiers looked at the person whose head flew into the air and whose body slowly fell from the horse's back in shock.

That was the Mongolian Grand Master, the communist of the Ola tribe, and the most powerful man on the grassland, how could he die like this?

How could he die like this?

On the battlefield, except for the neighing of horses, there was only the sound of the wind and tens of thousands of troops fell into a moment of silence on this battlefield.

The King of Saiqian was the first to react. He pulled out the scimitar from his waist, and the sound of shouting was about to come out of his mouth.

"Son……"

"puff!"

King Saika looked at the tip of the knife on his chest and spurted blood from his mouth. He looked at Mao'an's kid who held the knife behind him, and the Ola's personal guards separated by Mao'an's guards from the guards of the Alachiyuan.

How dare that kid...?

"Swoosh"

A long arrow shot Mao's kid's arm.

The kid Mao staggered back, Mo Rigen, holding a big bow, rushed over, helped King Saikao up, and called the Ola guards to come.

Soon, the two guards stood together.

Alazhiyuan slashed over an Oirat soldier with one knife and roared:

"I have reached an agreement with the Ming army that those who surrender to me will not die."

Soon, most of the Oirat soldiers began to gather at the Alazim Courtyard.

The Oirat soldiers, who had originally fought with the tribes in eastern Mongolia, also began to move closer to the Alazar Academy. In addition to following the part of the King of Saika, the rest were inclined to surrender to the Alazar Academy.

The entire battle situation was divided into several parts.

The seven guards of Guanxi who were waiting and watching, the confused Fuyu guards, the long-planned troops of the Mengdong tribes and the Alazar Institute, the chaotic Ola tribes, followed the Saika King, and the ones that were wrapped by the Alazar Institute, and some of them were at a loss.

The stone drove the horse to the side of Sucheng, looking at the Mongolian tribes that were formed in a ball on the opposite side with a confused look:

"You killed their Grand Tutor Yesen. If they didn't rush up and kill you to avenge their Grand Tutor, why did you fight first?"

Sun Yong next to him said with a smile:

"Nonsense, the gang leader is gone, of course we will fight to fight for the gang leader first. As for the gang leader's revenge, it's not too late to take action after I become the gang leader."

Luo Zhao reminded Su Cheng next to him:

"Mr., since the other party has no leader, let's first try to fight each other and avenge the soldiers who died in Tumu Fort."

Su Cheng held Yesen's scimitar in his hand and said with a smile:

"No hurry. The purpose of our troops this time is to defeat the Oirat, welcome the Supreme Emperor, and vent his anger for Yang Shan. As for killing these Oirat soldiers, it is a trivial matter."

Luo Zhao felt a little regretful when he heard this.

Yang Yu next to him explained:

"These people are fighting each other now, because the Al-Arraja said that they had reached a collaborative agreement with us and that there were no external troubles, so they could fight with confidence."

"If we take action against these people, they will definitely stop and fight us first, and then fight internally for the position of Mongolian Communist Party."

When Su Cheng heard this, he glanced at Yang Yu. This kid is OK. He can actually see this. It seems that it is time to let him go. You can't always trap him by your side as a personal guard.

Zhang Yong stopped Yang Yu, who still wanted to talk a lot, pointed to Su Cheng:

"Mr. I'm looking at you."

Yang Yu hurriedly shut up. The more he was with the prince, the more he could learn a lot, the more he was afraid of the prince. Yang Yu is now very afraid of the prince, for fear that he would hit him with what he said just now.

Su Cheng waved his hand:

"Old Xie, Heiwa, take your most elite one with you, and go around the Lianshan Lok, and be sure to save the Supreme Emperor before the King of Saika."

Shitou looked envious:

"The King of Saiqian is probably already unconscious. It would be great if his personal guards can escape. How could he still control the Supreme Emperor? This credit is really worthless."

Su Cheng ignored the stonework and waved his hand. Lao Xie took the order and went there.

...

Zhu Qizhen was frightened.

Just now when Su Cheng killed Yesen with a knife in front of the formation, he happened to see that he really didn't expect that this minister who had met several times was so powerful that he could even kill Yesen.

I die first, what should I do?

Zhu Qizhen was full of panic. Yuan Bin and Ha Ming couldn't protect himself at all. If he wanted to survive, he still had to have soldiers under his command.

"Go back to the tent and hide first."

Yuan Bin said to Zhu Qizhen.

Although Yuan Bin had never fought a war, he knew how to save his life. On this battlefield, he had to hide and persevere until the Ming army came to rescue the Supreme Emperor, and they would be safe.

Yuan Bin and Ha Ming, escorted by dozens of Yesian's personal guards, entered the camp and hid in the tent.

Yuan Bin went out to find food for Zhu Qizhen, but in just a moment, Yuan Bin returned to the tent with a knife, his voice hoarse and nervous:

"Your Majesty, the people of King Saiqian are here."

"He is here to take us away."

Zhu Qizhen sat down on the ground.

After that, the King of the Case must have come to take me away. When Yexian was still here, the King of the Case must have looked down on me. This time, he must have come to take my anger on me.

It’s all Su Cheng, why did he kill Yesen? Now, I’m going to die under the King of Saiqian’s sword, it’s all Su Cheng.

"call"

The tent was lifted up, and Ye Xian, who was dressed in military uniform, walked in.

"His Majesty the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, King Saikao is here to invite you to come on your way."

Without Yexian, these original guards of Yexian naturally turned to the King of the Symphony, including Batubuch, who had broken his arm, and immediately followed the order of King of the Symphony.

"Take him away, and kill him if you don't follow me."

Batubuch, who had a vicious look on his face, walked in and said viciously.

The Grand Tutor died at the hands of the Ming people, and Batubuhe wanted to kill the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty and bury the Grand Tutor. Unfortunately, the King of Saiqian wanted to use this guy to save his life.

Why doesn't this guy resist? If he resists, I have reason to cut him down.

Batubuhe looked at Zhu Qizhen with anticipation on his face.

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Chapter completed!