Chapter 2371: Not Close Enough Allies

Outside the city, the caravan that sold horses had completed the transformation of the military.

When the prisoners left the city, each of them received a package and carried it diagonally on their backs.

The package contained three days of dry food and a water bag, and the rest depended on one's luck.

As soon as everyone got on the horse, the flames inside rose.

Outside the city, one could only see some of the situation through the doorway blocked by the cart.

Then Wang Yan and Xiao Guwei ran out one after another.

As soon as they came out, Wang Yan shouted: "Retreat! Go now!"

He and Xiao Guwei also received a package each, and after hurriedly getting on the horse, the team of more than 200 people and almost 400 horses started.

"Ma Song!"

Zhao Xing finally shouted to the city, and then followed the large group of people and horses to speed up.

He knew that Ma Song would probably never come out again, and he felt a little sad.

But the people of Hei Ci did not see Cai Hu come out, and someone was asking Xiao Guwei who came out last.

Xiao Guwei did not answer, and his face was a little ugly.

The Black Thorns all put aside their doubts, and then sent more than ten riders to investigate the enemy troops coming out of other city gates.

Wang Yan had already put Cai Hu's death behind him. He knew that the rescue operation had been initially successful, and the rest depended on luck.

...

The tall and magnificent palace could not attract Meiergan's interest. He stepped down from the throne and paced in the palace.

The ministers who came were all angry, while several officials who were suspected of revenge for the assassination of the civil servant were indignant.

"They must have been assassinated by the Ming army!"

A civil servant vowed: "Yes, those Ming troops just want to disrupt the order in the city, let us pay attention to these, and then they can take the opportunity to rescue the prisoners of war."

This is a reversal of the case!

And it is a reversal of the case with reason and evidence!

Logically, everyone should agree with this analysis, but Meiergan turned around and took a look. What he saw was woodenness, but what he felt was ambiguity.

With more people, they will naturally be divided into factions or small groups. Wouldn't it be better for everyone to keep warm together!

But the consequence of such a small group is that no matter what is right or wrong, you must first distinguish between the enemy and us.

This will make this large group lose its combat effectiveness, and as time goes on, internal strife will continue to occur.

Internal consumption!

Meiergan sighed in his heart, but he could do nothing!

He integrated the various forces of Ha Lie, but the price was some indigestion.

If you force yourself to sort out the relationship with indigestion, the price will most likely be vomiting and diarrhea.

Meiergan walked up with a gloomy face.

He turned around and prepared to sit down, and someone came outside.

This is a cavalryman, and he is wearing a leather coat, which is a portrayal of attacking without preparation.

Meiergan doesn't care about this, he cares more about the result.

The cavalryman's face is ruddy, no, it is very ruddy, and you can even see sweat stains.

Meiergan held the hilt of the dagger, trying to find a happy look on the cavalryman's face, but was a little disappointed.

All he saw was fear.

"King, it's the Ming army."

Meergan tightened his grip on the hilt of his sword, and all the ministers stopped scheming. One general even couldn't help but ask, "Where are they? Have they killed them all?"

The cavalryman's cheeks were trembling, and his eyes were panicked.

Meergan said gently, "Explain clearly."

The cavalryman was encouraged, and he blinked his eyes and said nervously, "King, the Ming people ran away. They came to rescue the captives. They are very powerful. One of them can defeat ten of us. Very powerful, very powerful..."

He was actually praising the enemy!

The generals looked at the cavalryman who didn't know he had made a big mistake with a bad look, while the civil officials were thinking and began to analyze the ins and outs of the matter.

The cavalryman continued, "We have caught up with them, but the Ming people poured oil and set fire to the city gate, blocking our way in an instant."

The hall was very quiet, and everyone knew that Meiergan was probably going crazy.

"Go on."

Mei'ergan's tone was very calm,

as if he was asking about the menu for the banquet to be held in the afternoon.

The cavalryman also felt that something was wrong, but under everyone's gaze, he had to bite the bullet and said: "They ran away."

Yes, when he came to report the news, the Ming army had already disappeared, so he was confused about many things.

A general asked: "Did the fire block the city gate?"

The cavalryman shook his head, and the general said angrily: "Why don't you go around the side?"

The cavalryman said aggrievedly: "The side is blocked by carts, so you can only walk, and the warhorse can't go out."

What are the soldiers without warhorses going out for?

To die?

Death silence!

Mei'ergan was actually in the mood to see the reactions of the ministers at this moment, and he even guessed what they were thinking at this moment.

The silence was very long, and Mei'ergan simply analyzed the classification of these small groups and the degree of threat to himself.

The cavalryman who came to report the news found it a little unbelievable. In his opinion, the Ming army actually sent a small force to sneak into Samarkand to rescue the captives. This was a great shame for the people in the palace.

A great shame... Shouldn't we retaliate immediately?

Chase them!

Sending a large force of cavalry to chase them is the right way.

A general finally couldn't help but said: "King, we should chase them immediately!"

Another general also said confidently: "King, those captives can't run away for long. We only need to send out cavalry to bite them. It will take at most half a day. After lunch, they will be like wild dogs that were intercepted and will kneel down to beg for our forgiveness."

The cavalry heard this and realized that he had missed a very important message. His left cheek twitched. Taking advantage of the opportunity when several generals paused to speak, he said: "King, the Ming people pretended to be a caravan selling war horses and brought hundreds of horses."

Several generals looked at each other. The first general said: "King, this is Ha Lie. We have a constant supply of war horses, while their war horses will continue to weaken. It will take two days, at most three days."

Meergan nodded and said: "You go, there are more than 200 of them. You take 3,000 cavalry to find them, no matter if they live or die!"

The general happily agreed and strode away.

There are more than 100 Ming soldiers, plus less than 300 prisoners of war. With only one charge, the Ming army will experience what it means to have a large number of people!

Meiergan made arrangements, and the expressions of those ministers became more relaxed.

"King, there are no important figures among those prisoners of war. Leaving them behind is just to let the world see Ha Lie's bravery."

A civil official said in a sonorous voice: "Those meat lovers will know about this soon. They will look down on us, so we must keep those Ming troops."

These Meiergan knew that he had been forbearing since the assassination of his important ministers, and did not investigate it in a big way. The purpose was just to cover it up and not let the meat lovers who had already arrived look down on Ha Lie.

Those damn guys!

Meiergan sneered in his heart, knowing that the meat lovers would probably mock him secretly.

But who cares!

"King, the Roumi envoy wants to see you."

Meergan's face turned a little green. He sat back and said, "Let him in."

Later, the Roumi envoy came in. After he saluted, he said in surprise, "Respected King Halie, I just heard that someone in the city rebelled, so I was very anxious and worried that something might happen to my allies."

This was a tentative question, a little rude.

Meergan said calmly, "The Ming army sent spies to set fire to the city gate and rescued some captives who were cleaning the city."

Spies, this means that there are few people and they are just stealing.

Setting fire, this is to prove the cowardice and concealment of the Ming people.

Some captives, this is to tell the envoy that there may be a big man who hides his identity among the Ming people's captives. This is not a mistake, but just luck.

The meat-loving messenger was satisfied with the news. Before leaving, he asked enthusiastically: "Respected King Halie, do you need great meat-loving warriors to attack? They will bring back the heads of the enemies and hang them on the city gates to be dried by the strong wind."

Meergan said indifferently: "Halie has never lacked warriors."

This was a polite refusal, and the messenger immediately left.

Meergan's expression was calm, but the veins on the back of his hand holding the hilt were bulging.

He looked at the ministers with different expressions and said: "Go, clean it up."

After everyone went out, a cold light flashed, and a short sword was unsheathed.

"Stupid!"