But for some, time is running out.

For example, Wang Baobao retreated to Mobei!

The bitter cold from the far north is ravaging this man's body... Although Wang Baobao is not yet old, his figure has become stooped and his hair is gray on his temples.

Especially a face with deep ridges and deep wrinkles.

Just like most men on the grassland, after the age of forty, they will inevitably move towards aging, and he has no way to do it.

Moreover, years of fighting left too many hidden diseases in his body.

His legs were deformed, his knees, fingers, and joints were deformed. Every time it rained or snowed, Wang Baobao was in pain that was bone-piercing. It was so much more accurate than the weather forecast.

I was also constantly running around, and my stomach problems were also very serious.

In recent years, foot problems have occurred from time to time.

With all kinds of conditions added to him, Wang Baobao already knew clearly that he would not survive for long.

If he died, Beiyuan would probably disintegrate and disappear.

The only chance to keep Beiyuan is to defeat Ming Dynasty.

As long as there is a victory, it can inspire people. Men on the grassland are not afraid of hardship. As long as they can see hope, they can endure no matter how much hardship there is!

I really want to defeat the Ming Dynasty once in my lifetime, just once!

Perhaps Wang Baobao's prayers moved Changshengtian, and news finally came that three Ming vassal kings, Zhu Yuanzhang's three sons, led their troops and horses, set out from Hetao, and went straight to Helin to kill!

"Okay! The fighter plane is finally here!" Wang Baobao stood up excitedly. Suddenly his toes hurt, and he couldn't help but sit down. Cold sweat left his forehead. Gout was really terrible...
Chapter completed!