Chapter 1763: Great Victory

"All the cavalry went in pursuit, and the infantry gathered the prisoners along the way."

Following Fang Xing's order, a lot of cavalry rushed out of the Tatar camp, everyone scrambling to be the first.

But after a closer look, it was found that most of these cavalry were women and children, and even the elderly.

"Uncle, this..."

Huang Zhong felt that it was a joke to get all the women, children and old people out.

"This is to grab credit, don't worry about them."

Fang Xing smiled slightly and said, "Bo Lu, don't underestimate them. Although they are not strong individually, they all know how to cooperate. No matter how powerful a person is, when facing dozens of bows, even if you have all the skills, you can only do it." In vain."

"Hundreds of years ago, their children were tied to horseback to practice since they were young, and they began to learn bows and arrows when they were seven or eight years old. They became excellent fighters when they were ten years old. This is the root of their ability to traverse the world."

Using the small to control the big, the power of the Mongolian people attracted the attention of the whole world.

But Fang Xing knew that Daming could not do this step.

This is militarism!

In sight, a group of chasing soldiers consisting of women, children, old and weak surrounded two charming men. Those two were charming and fierce, but the pursuers made a detour, and then arrows rained like rain.

"sharp……"

Seeing those two chubby charismatics falling off the horse, Huang Zhong couldn't help admiring, and then said worriedly: "Uncle, you can't give up martial arts!"

"Da Ming doesn't have such an atmosphere that is naturally suitable for riding and archery practice, but we have muskets."

A man was stopped by servants on the outside, and he was able to enter after whispering a few words.

Looking at a very ordinary person, Huang Zhong was a little confused when he opened his mouth.

"Uncle, the spies in the Tatar Ministry have been captured."

Huang Zhong was shocked and looked at Fang Xing.

Fang Xing said indifferently: "This generation is shameless, so it is natural for everyone to see it before dealing with it. Also, if you have done meritorious service, it will naturally be mentioned in my uncle's memorial later."

"Thank you uncle!"

The man laughed and left, Huang Zhong secretly speculated about the identity of this man.

"This person belongs to Jin Yiwei, don't underestimate them."

Fang Xing urged the horse to go over, Huang Zhong followed slowly, and a plan was formed in his head.

From the dispatch of spies by Pugu and others, to the sudden chaos in the Tatar tribe, could it be that... all of this is under control?

Huang Zhong looked at Fang Xing's back in front of him, and the whole process of this decisive battle, including the plan of the coalition forces, was clear.

The coalition forces thought they would win, but Fang Xing pretended he didn't know anything and didn't say anything. The purpose was just to strengthen the coalition forces' confidence in a decisive battle.

Fang Xing rode his horse to Atai's side, saw him sitting next to Yuelu, and the doctor beside him was applying medicine, with a sad expression, so he dismounted and asked, "How is Yuelu?"

Atai raised his head, his eyes glazed over.

Yuelu was still in a coma, and Langzhong only trembled a few times when the doctor disinfected and applied medicine to the wound on his chest, which showed that the injury was serious.

"Uncle, I'm afraid it will hurt my heart."

The doctor in the army is indifferent to life and death, but his cold tone angered Atai.

"He is the king's man!"

The doctor nodded and began to bandage Yuelu.

"He has been with this king for ten years, through life and death, and this king relied on him to escape countless open and hidden arrows. You have to save him, otherwise this king swears to make your whole family slaves!"

Atai pulled out his long knife frantically, but the doctor said indifferently: "Brothers in the army are injured, and we never fail to do our best. Life and death are life and death. We are not gods. Also, lord, the wound on your back is not good. Qian, if you don't want to break, it's best not to get too excited."

Atai was stunned, then suddenly dropped the long knife, covering his face and crying.

"Tartar is so big, but Yuelu is the only person I trust. He helped me carry out countless plots and almost died a few times. It seems that I will live a stable life now. Why? Why? !"

Tangtang and King Ning cried like children, with tears streaming down their faces.

Fang Xing's expression was calm, he took out a small porcelain bottle, took out a few small things wrapped in rice noodles, then leaned over and said, "Give this to him,

Take one tablet a day for three days. "

Atai stretched out his hand to take it, and said blankly: "Can you save Yuelu?"

Fang Xing straightened his back and looked into the distance, and said: "I don't know, but if even this can't save him, then this is his life."

Fang Xing left, Ah Tai looked at the small things in his hands, and asked the doctor, "Xinghebo knows medicine?"

The doctor said enviously: "Of course uncle knows medical skills, even the late emperor used uncle's medicine, and King Ning, Yuelu is blessed."

Atai was overjoyed when he heard that, and hurriedly cooperated with the doctor to feed Yuelu a medicine.

After feeding the medicine, Atai's eyes turned to the old man who was guarded beside him.

"You betrayed me, you betrayed the Tartars."

The old man knelt on the ground, and when he raised his head, the wrinkles on his face deepened: "Atai, we should run wildly on this grassland, not the wealth you desire."

He looked at the sergeants on the left and right, smiled, and said, "Wealth and honor will only erode your fighting spirit. After decades, you and your descendants will not be able to mount horses or draw bows..."

"So you want to surrender to Harleigh and Meat Charm?"

Atai stood up with difficulty, holding the sheathed long knife in his right hand, and waved it smoothly.

"puff!"

The old man turned his head to one side, and when he opened his mouth, he spit out a mouthful of blood, which was mixed with a few yellow teeth.

A Tai's body shook, and he said indifferently: "Deal with him."

The old man didn't beg for mercy, he opened his mouth and smiled ho ho ho.

"Atai, you will be killed by the Ming people. If you kill you, the Tatar will lose its leader. If you kill you..."

A-Tai turned around, looked at Fang Xing who was going away, and murmured: "From now on, the grassland is a master. Those who obey will prosper, and those who oppose will perish. Who can disobey? Who dares to disobey?"

...

The battlefield was full of human and horse corpses. Fang Xing strolled among them, smelling the faint smell of gunpowder smoke, and suddenly said: "I think I like the battlefield, it makes me feel my life exists, but when I get home, the contrast Makes me feel like I'm not alive in this world..."

Huang Zhong said in a daze: "I also feel this way. Looking back on the leisurely past, I feel cruel. I hope there will be no more disputes in the world, and everyone will be peaceful."

Fang Xing walked in front with his hands behind his back, and he laughed when he heard the words, "You are wishful thinking, if there are interests, there will be disputes, it depends on the size. Small conflicts, big wars, from ancient times to the present, when are you not fighting?" ?”

"A warlike person will die, and a person who forgets to fight will be in danger. This is the most reasonable saying."

Fang Xing felt that the ancestors were really wise.

"After today's World War I, there will be no more smoke of war on the grassland for two years, so that the government can govern calmly. This is to control violence with violence, and stop war with war."

Huang Zhong heard something, and asked, "Uncle, do you want to go back to Beijing?"

Fang Xing was anxious in his heart, but it didn't show on his face.

"After cleaning up and confirming that the coalition forces are unable to fight any more, we can submit a memorial and request to return to Beijing."

...

The combination of three women and two children is not considered lonely, especially when Wuyou always asks about Fang Xing's situation, and Huanhuan howls and cries from time to time.

When he heard two hurried footsteps, Xiaobai pretended to be dignified and said: "These two children are not stable."

Zhang Shuhui glanced at the small dress with wrongly embroidered patterns in her hand, turned around and watched Tudou and Ping An running in with flushed faces.

"Mom, Dad won! Big victory!"

Zhang Shuhui snorted, she knew it was a big victory when she heard the cheers in the castle, but she was a little worried about Fang Xing's safety, but it was hard to ask.

But Xiao Bai couldn't wait to ask: "Where's your father?"

Ping An said, "Father is on patrol."

Only then did Xiao Bai feel at ease, and when he picked up the little clothes to look at the pattern, he wrinkled his face and said, "How could you embroider it wrong? It was a waste of work again."

Mo Chou pursed her lips and smiled, "It can be changed!"

Xiaobai was overjoyed when he heard it, so he laid out the little clothes and asked Mochou about his plan.

The two women were studying embroidery work. Zhang Shuhui saw that the two children were disappointed, so she said: "You have worked hard today, go take a bath, and let's have a good meal when your father comes back."

Only then did the two children go happily.

This was taught by Fang Xing. After the children have done their work, they should be praised when they should, to give the children recognition and encouragement.

At this time Zhang Shuhui was more free, she quietly told Muhua to ask the servants outside.

Muhua came back later and said: "Master's victory today was difficult and dangerous, but it was a false impression. Master had planned a long time ago to deceive the coalition forces. Now the coalition forces have suffered heavy losses and have already fled. Our people are still chasing."

Zhang Shuhui nodded and said, "After this big victory, I'm afraid we are going to go back."

Xiaobai said with a sad face: "Ping'an said that he doesn't want to go back to Beiping, it's best to be here, and he can go horseback riding every day."

Mo Chou raised her eyebrows slightly, then looked down at Huanhuan in her arms, wondering what this child would like when he grows up.

Wen, or Wu!

"You can go out!"

At this time, someone outside was shouting with joy.

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