Chapter 1,479: March! March!

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"Failed?"

In the splendid tent, the king sat on a beautifully decorated chair and asked indifferently.

Agudamu knelt in front and said calmly: "King, Emperor Ming was decisive and dared to invest reinforcements. I was defeated."

"Agudam, you are a waste!"

A general suddenly cursed with righteous indignation on his face.

"Yes! 50,000 cavalry and 20,000 reinforcements, you actually fought like this, shame! Hallie's shame!"

"Return to the famous general! Apart from bringing failure to Hallie, what else can you do for such a famous general?"

"King! I think such a defeated general should be killed! To warn the whole army!"

"..."

The king ignored the noise and looked at Agudamu coldly.

Agudamu didn't care about these words, he just lowered his head and waited for the king's punishment.

The king gave those people a cold look, the noise disappeared, and then he asked: "Why did you lose?"

Agudamu raised his head and said: "I besieged the Ming army without fighting. Sure enough, the reinforcements arrived. The leader was Zhang Fu, the British Duke of the Ming Dynasty. He was a flexible commander and had the talent of a general..."

"The Ming army came from far away and lost power, so I held them back and prepared for a general attack when the Ming army broke through... It was already blocked, but the Ming army's second wave of reinforcements..."

Agudamu showed caution for the first time, and said in a deep voice: "They first defeated our ambush, then defeated them briefly, and rushed to the battlefield here... Moreover, the cooperation between him and Zhang Fu is very tacit, very They quickly surrounded them on three sides, leaving only the open space in the direction of Xinghe Fort. I wanted to attack their infantry, but I saw... firearms, so I could only turn and run away. "

"The Ming army kept chasing me all the way. I organized several counterattacks and finally brought back most of my subordinates."

The king’s expression remained unchanged;

Still asking calmly: "Who are the second wave of reinforcements? How many are there?"

Agudamu smiled bitterly and said: "Ten thousand cavalry and more than five thousand infantry."

"Trash!"

Some people couldn't help but mutter, and everyone exchanged glances with each other. Some were happy, some had solemn faces, and some... were expressionless...

The king glanced over and then asked: "Who?"

"King, it's that demon..."

The king's eyes flashed suddenly, and then calmed down again.

Demon!

This is a name heard among the Tatars and Walas.

According to rumors, the demon god leads thousands of subordinates to be invincible in every battle, and will surely destroy the capital in every battle. On the grassland, the name of the devil can stop children from crying at night.

"Ten thousand cavalry, thousands of infantry, and our 20,000 cavalry were defeated like this?"

A civil servant asked in disbelief. Everyone also nodded, thinking it was incredible.

After all, we have gained an advantage by attacking more with less in the past few times. Why did the advantage disappear when it came to your hands, Agudamu?

Is that demon really that powerful?

So all kinds of eyes focused on Agudamu.

The king narrowed his eyes and asked, "Are Akito's firearms really that powerful?"

Agudamu said with a solemn expression: "King, they are very powerful. Their big guns can shoot iron bullets and small objects. They are extremely lethal and have a great impact on morale."

The king sighed softly: "We have one too, how do you compare it?"

Agudamu shook his head and said: "Ours is big, but it can't hit far, Mingren's is small, but it can hit far. King, it's difficult!"

The king's head jerked back, and he shouted: "Talk nonsense, take him down!"

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; Everyone was ecstatic, it was going to be over!

The most trusted general around the king, usually everyone would have a hard time trying to trick him. Now seeing Agudamu being unlucky, everyone was immediately overjoyed.

Agudamu did not complain or struggle, and followed the guards out with a calm expression.

The king looked at these people coldly and said: "Mingren has failed several times and his morale is already low. Once Agudamu is defeated, as long as Emperor Ming is not stupid, he will definitely take the opportunity to boost morale. So Agudamu deserves to be punished, but you guys Woolen cloth?"

The king stood up, holding a dagger in his hand, and said with a stern look: "The Ming Emperor must be cheering up the Ming army. This is our opportunity now!"

The people below were shocked, knowing that the king had made a decision, so they all listened quietly.

The light in the big tent was a little dim, and the face of the king looked a little blurry. He was holding a dagger, and the gems on the hilt occasionally reflected light on his face, making him look like a god.

"If we wait for the Ming army to take a breath, our army will be severely damaged even if it wins, so..."

The king took out the dagger and threw it away, and the dagger was stuck on the ground. He opened his arms, leaned back, faced the sky, and muttered words...

Everyone was waiting, waiting devoutly, waiting for their king to communicate with God.

The big tent was quiet, filled with a mysterious smell.

The king gradually straightened his body, his face flushed, he waved his arms and shouted: "March!"

"March! March! March!"

The shouts from the tent spread...

Looking down from the sky, a huge super camp stretches out all the way, with countless tents, countless carts, countless sergeants and horses, countless civilians...

When the shouts came from the big tent, the soldiers drew their swords and shouted wildly.

"March! March! March!"

The shouts came one after another, and the war horses shook their heads restlessly and pawed the grass.

The shouts spread out like a wave of air, and countless voices echoed from near to far, and from far to near.

The king walked out of the big tent, listened to the shouts, and said with satisfaction: "The army's morale is good. If the Emperor Ming saw this scene, would he be afraid?"

The people behind him felt the overwhelming power and could not help but be full of confidence.

"King, Ha Lie will win!"

The king closed his eyes and felt it, muttering: "I feel the breath of summer, hot! Zhu Di, do you feel it? This is... the powerful Ha Lie!"

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"The Ming Dynasty is very powerful, and Ha Lie is definitely not a match."

In the imperial city of Beiping, Huang Yan was standing next to Zhu Gaochi, just like Zhu Gaochi's personal eunuch.

Liang Zhong was standing below, listening to Huang Yan's flattery expressionlessly.

Zhu Gaochi was reading memorials, and there were more than ten of them piled up beside him. They were memorials to be sent to the front line for Zhu Di to make a decision.

Huang Yan saw that Zhu Gaochi ignored him, and he leaned over and whispered: "Your Highness, there are rumors outside..."

Zhu Gaochi remained calm, and Huang Yan was a little anxious, so he leaned forward even more.

"Your Highness, some people say that His Majesty is in Xuanfu... It seems that he is sick..."

Zhu Gaochi's brush still did not stop, and Huang Yan was very disappointed. When he stood up, he suddenly smiled inexplicably, which made Liang Zhong's eyes shrink, guessing what this guy meant.

Huang Yan bowed and left, and Zhu Gaochi did not even raise his eyelids. After he left, Zhu Gaochi continued to handle government affairs.

Liang Zhong still stood there, waiting for Zhu Gaochi to finish handling government affairs, and then went to collect the memorials.

When collecting the memorials to be sent to the front line, Liang Zhong suddenly saw Zhu Gaochi's fat white right hand... tapping the table with his fingers, and the rhythm was very fast.

Liang Zhong took a few steps back and when he turned around with the memorial in his arms, he caught a glimpse of the look between Zhu Gaochi's brows...he seemed a little melancholy.