Chapter 1503 Whose Chest Will You Insert?

After writing the chapter where Zhu Di went, Jazz only felt his whole body was weak, and his energy and spirit were exhausted, and he couldn’t get out of his emotions for the time being. Let me slow down slowly. Is there any flaw in the plot? , please forgive me.

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"The morale of the army will move, we must return to the division immediately."

Zhu Di was already lying on the bed in Xinghe Castle, Fang Xing was standing beside him, his eyes were red and swollen.

Yang Rong looked at Fang Xing and sighed softly.

Previously, he and Yang Shiqi advised Zhang Fu to return to the army immediately, but Fang Xing jumped out to be the first to object, and drew out his sword, forcing Zhang Fu to order the whole army to pursue and beat the Harlei people to death.

The generals also wiped away their tears and agreed with this plan.

So everyone pursued with tears in their eyes, only Fang Xing and his servants, as well as Zhu Di's bodyguards, were left to bring their emperor to Xinghe Fort.

Fang Xing turned around blankly, and said: "Your Majesty is the emperor on horseback, he knows what is more important. But in my opinion, there is no way to comfort His Majesty by completely defeating the Harlei people. I believe that the old man's spirit is still alive, Watching the tigers of the Ming Dynasty...chasing death and chasing north."

Yang Rong smiled wryly, "But... the weather is getting hotter!"

"I've sent someone to make ice."

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Yang Rong went out with a sigh, and saw a group of people coming with wooden barrels.

"It's all ice."

Yang Shiqi shook his head and said: "I have already gone to Xuanfu and Beiping to spread the news, Your Majesty... Hey!"

Yang Rong frowned as he watched the group of people enter the compound, and said, "Fang Xing has ordered someone to cast a copper coffin, and I don't know where he collected so much copper."

"Hey! Your Majesty... I said that I collected tin from the army to cast a coffin. You didn't see his eyes at that time. He wants to kill someone!"

Yang Shiqi looked at the ground in a daze and said: "Your Majesty has shown great favor to him, and he is willing to take the risk of standing in front of His Majesty in this battle.

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The king was very embarrassed. He had never been so panicked since he was born.

Of the 10,000 cavalry, there are only more than 5,000 left, and the rest have been chased and killed by the Ming army during the escape.

"Wang, the Ming people didn't follow."

The chief guard reported with lingering fear.

The lord looked at the frustrated soldiers, forced a smile and said, "The Ming army seems to be crazy, and they are still shouting for the Ming emperor... This king guesses that the Ming emperor will not be able to handle the accident. Congratulations!"

A group of people did not dare to stay, and they ran away until night before resting.

"My lord, our horses must rest, otherwise they won't be able to hold on tomorrow."

The leader of the army, Mr. Wan, had a worried expression on his face. They had been running away since the defeat, and they did not hesitate to run away.

The king regained some energy and said: "The Ming army should have gone back. When they are in Yili, they will naturally be supplemented by horses."

Chief Wan nodded and went back to appease his subordinates.

Frightened to leave, the king felt hungry, so he ordered people to make dinner.

"this one?"

Seeing the dry biscuits in front of him, the king's anger came up. He kicked the cook over and scolded, "Do you even dare to fool me?"

The cook didn't dare to get up, and said aggrievedly: "Wang, I took dry pancakes when I left."

From being full of confidence at the start, to being scorned and ignored by Zhu Di, to being defeated by Zhu Di himself...

Everything rushed up, the king's eyes were red, and he drew out his dagger...

In this way, the precious dagger was inserted into the chest of a humble cook in the eyes of the lord.

The lord drew out his dagger, took a few steps back out of breath, and then looked around, all were numb, and felt great regret.

With a straight face, he was about to be appointed as an official to make a wish, when someone outside suddenly screamed: "Enemy attack..."

The king was horrified and turned around to look.

Far away... No! The lord turned around slowly and saw the flames all around. He murmured: "Why is the Ming army so crazy? Do you want to put this king to death?"

The head guard ran over and said in a panic, "King, we have to break out immediately!"

The king saw panicked soldiers all around, some of them didn't even get on their horses,

Apparently waiting to surrender.

"It's Yili Bali!"

The sound of horseshoes gradually became denser, and someone shouted ecstatically.

"A person in Yili?"

The lord smiled wryly, "If the Ming army is better, and they also force the people in the army, I remember that Waisi ran away at that time, right? I didn't expect him to gather the remnants here to intercept, this is fate!"

The chief guard urged: "King, let's go!"

The lord shook his head, watching those Yilili cavalry swarming up, and then hacking at those Harlei people who couldn't run anymore.

"Kneel and surrender!"

Amidst the shouts, the desperate Harleen people got off their horses and knelt down one after another, but the king and his chief guard who did not kneel down were particularly eye-catching.

"Sweat!"

Amidst the flames, Waisi, who had regained his dignity, rode forward.

"What else do you have to say?"

Waisi asked condescendingly, only feeling comfortable all over.

The lord said indifferently: "Emperor Ming is worthy of the title of hero, and this king is convinced of his defeat, but it's just a wrong idea. Unless you can escape, it will be Yili's turn next time."

Wai Si sized up the embarrassed King Harlie, and said with a sneer, "Ben Khan tells you good news, Emperor Ming... has gone! He went when he defeated you."

The lord was dejected, thinking crookedly and sneered: "If you hadn't run away at that time, you would definitely have turned defeat into victory. It's a pity. What else do you want to say? Ben Khan is about to flee, and I want to hear your last words."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The king took a few steps back and suddenly burst out laughing. He leaned back and forth laughing, tears came out, and then gasped, "Emperor Ming is over sixty years old, yet he still dares to charge into the formation in person, and he is still charging into an formation composed of heavy cavalry, why not die? Hahahaha! Old lunatic! You finally went!"

Waisi looked coldly at the lord who was laughing wildly, shook his head and said, "You are the one that Ben Khan thinks crazy!"

"Emperor Ming defeated you. So far, the Ming people have no great enemy in the north. Even if Emperor Ming dies in battle, it is still worth it! He is... a warrior!"

The king was stunned, thinking that he could have lived happily in Yili, but was involved in the war by this guy, so he had to take the tribe away, and said angrily: "Halie is over! Haha Lie is finished in your hands! Think about how heroic your old king is, but it is a pity that the throne is stolen by you, an incompetent person, there is no reason for not dying!"

The king had regained his composure, and he said calmly, "Halie is at most a civil strife, but he will not perish. Thinking wrongly, no matter how desolate this king is, he is not something you, a wild dog, can tease."

Waisi was furious, and was about to drink someone to take him down. The lord drew out the dagger, looked at the edge, and murmured, "Who do you serve? Whose chest will you stab?"

"Take him down!"

Waisi turned his horse around and said to the people around him: "Take him and trade with the Ming army. We want food and grass, and then run away immediately!"

"Plop!"

Waisi's heart was shocked, and he turned around to see the king lying on the ground, and the dagger was stuck in his chest, the dagger he never left his body.

The head guard stared blankly at this scene, and suddenly drew his sword out, and Yili around him hurriedly protected Wai Si.

Waisi shook his head and said, "No need, he wants to be together..."

With a pull of the long knife, there was an extra corpse on the ground.

Without the lord in his hand, he thought and said depressedly: "Take these captives and go to make a deal with the Ming army, asking for food."

Someone asked: "Khan, what if the Ming army still wants to attack us?"

He pondered and said: "The Emperor Ming has gone. As long as the Ming army gets the remains of King Halle, it is guaranteed that they will retreat immediately and go back to organize the funeral of the Emperor Ming. Go, there will be no problem."

Immediately, someone rode a horse to look for the Ming army, and sighed in disbelief: "One died in battle, like a warrior, but the other fled in embarrassment and abandoned his subordinates. What will be the end of this Khan?"

Stars twinkle above the sky, swaying on the corpse of the king, lonely and desolate...

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