Chapter 2482: Meeting and Defeating the Pursuers

On the battlefield, the Ming army was cleaning up useful things and dealing with those enemies who were not dead.

You need to be cautious when finishing off the enemy, which is a rule passed down for thousands of years.

One person rushed forward, and the other was on guard on the side.

"Ah..."

A coalition soldier who had escaped the trampling of horses' hooves suddenly jumped up, and the Ming army in front calmly retreated and avoided the attack.

A long knife flashed by on the side, and the two Ming soldiers continued to cover each other and clean up the battlefield.

Yang Xiong led a team of cavalry to rush to the city gate, and there was a chaos at the city gate, but no one dared to close the gate.

But everyone ran away, leaving only a nun in black clothes.

Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there has been no end to the war with the grassland. It was only a short period of peace during the Jianwen period, but when Zhu Di ascended the throne, the first thing he did was to look north to the grassland.

In the era of chaos and war, there are still devout outsiders running around, bringing peace of mind to people.

This nun looks only in her teens, probably with the commander.

She was trembling, following the rhythm of the horse's hoofbeats, her body swaying slightly.

The hoofbeats gradually slowed down, and then stopped.

Yang Xiong looked up at the leaders on the top of the city and asked, "Are there any Harelites or meat charmers?"

Someone on the top of the city translated his words, and the leaders panicked, "No, no."

Yang Xiong said coldly, "My people will go in to check!"

No one dared to stop them, and the cavalry rushed into the city from the nun's side. The petite body was like a bird in a storm, shivering.

Yang Xiong was staring at the inside outside the city gate. He had long wanted to get rid of Yilibali, and then the army would move in directly to force the coalition forces to respond.

The nun was trembling all the time, and she didn't dare to raise her head until no one attacked her.

"You...you should stop killing people."

Yang Xiong looked down at her slightly because of the clear and fluent Ming language. He frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"

The little nun looked at him timidly and said, "My parents used to be here."

"Where are my parents?"

The little nun shook her head and said blankly, "They are gone."

Yang Xiong had been fighting for many years and had long since tempered his heart into stone. But at this moment, he inexplicably said, "It's a mess here, go to Hami!"

The little nun shook her head, "No."

Yang Xiong said coldly, "It's not up to you! Is there anyone else who can speak Ming language? If not, it's you."

The little nun thought he was just looking for an outsider who could speak Ming language. Thinking of her senior sisters, she mustered up the courage and said, "I can speak Ming language."

Yang Xiong was silent. When his subordinates came out and said that they had not found the enemy, he pointed at the little nun and said, "Give her a horse and take her away."

The murderous soldiers turned the little nun into a fool. After she was swept to the Ming army, a group of nuns came out of the city.

They were thankful that they had escaped, and then they thought that this was not a good place, so they prepared to go to Samarkand to see if they could find a nobleman to build a nunnery for them.

The little nun was taken to the temporary camp, and then the smoke from the cooking stove rose.

"Where have you been?"

Yang Xiong was never the kind of person who would show kindness for no reason, so he sat on the ground and asked the little nun in a seemingly kind manner.

The little nun was in the army, and she knew that she was a lamb to be slaughtered, so she had to bow her head.

"A lot of places."

"Which ones?"

His tone was a little heavier, and the little nun's eyes turned red, and then she choked and said, "A lot... Ming Dynasty... and Samarkand, Nurgan Dusi has also been there, and... and..."

Seeing her rubbing her eyes, someone whispered, "Sir,

How pitiful!"

The little nun looked really pitiful, Yang Xiong raised his head slightly and recalled, "When I followed Emperor Wen to the north, I was almost shot in the vitals by a woman's arrow. Since then, in my eyes, there are no women and children."

Yang Xiong said it calmly, but those who understand the battles know the dangers involved.

The little nun sobbed and told about the places she had been to, and Yang Xiong finally asked about the situation in Samarkand.

"...They... They are so fierce, there are so many people..."

The little nun hiccuped and said with a twitch in her body: "They often go out to race horses, and... they also have very powerful armor, all wrapped up, and big barrels..."

"Big barrels?"

Yang Xiong obtained the most valuable information, and later ate some barbecue, and led the army back.

At the same time, the black thorns who were hiding from the pursuers on the grassland had passed Yilibali, but they were going in another direction.

The hiding along the way made them suffer a lot, but the number of casualties was very small, only the number of war horses was reduced a lot.

Most of those war horses could not survive such an intense trek, and then turned into food for this group of people.

Wang Yan chewed on dried horse meat, put down the telescope and said, "After this, they will definitely not dare to chase us anymore."

Chen Deng looked back and saw that his subordinates were in a state of silence, and the prisoners of war were also in a state of silence, so he said, "Sir, why don't we go to Yilibali City to make a grass valley?"

Wang Yan shook his head and said, "If there is a line between the two sides, then Yilibali is the midpoint. Once this midpoint is broken, it will be the beginning of a war, so Yilibali must survive. Otherwise, do you really think that the Ming Dynasty's cavalry is useless?"

He looked ahead and said, "Xiao Guwei's scouts haven't come back yet, send someone to check."

After a while, the cavalry set off, and soon came back again, and there were many more people.

Xiao Guwei rode over happily, "Sir, I met the cavalry."

When the two sides met, Wang Yan actually recognized Yang Xiong.

"Are you Big Bear?"

Wang Yan recognized the strong Yang Xiong, and Yang Xiong smiled at Wang Yan.

"Sir Wang."

Wang Yan smiled and patted Yang Xiong on the shoulder, saying, "Are you, a bear, leading the team to attack Caogu?"

Yang Xiong smiled and said, "No, the coalition forces are constantly testing us, and the court wants to suppress us resolutely, so Hami has frequently sent troops... Sir, what are you doing?"

Yang Xiong saw the black thorns. As a warrior on the battlefield, he could tell at a glance that these people were not simple.

And the rescued captives were dressed in a mess, looked pale and thin, and did not look like an army.

Wang Yan whispered, "We just rescued them from Samarkand. Meiergan must be mad and keep sending out pursuers."

Yang Xiong's simple and honest character disappeared, and he asked murderously, "How many people are there?"

The two met in the Northern Expedition. At that time, Wang Yan killed many people, which shocked the conceited and brave Yang Xiong. He pestered him and learned a few moves.

Wang Yan said, "More than 2,000 people have been pestering us. They must be elite troops."

Yang Xiong saw that Wang Yan only had less than a thousand people under his command, so he knew that the so-called elite troops were not simple, otherwise Wang Yan only needed a counterattack to drive away these pursuers.

"Sir, can you get one?"

Wang Yan nodded and said, "I have been holding back a lot of anger along the way, so I can vent it in Yiliba."

When he saw the little nun, Wang Yan frowned and said nothing. After Yang Xiong explained, he said, "This news... I will take her away later and send her all the way to the capital."

The two talked about what happened after they left. Wang Yan was a little secretive about his own affairs, and Yang Xiong did not ask until he received the news from the scouts.

"They are chasing us."

Yang Xiong wanted to set an ambush, but Wang Yan wanted to drive away his opponents in an upright manner.

"Setting an ambush is useless, they are all veterans."

So when he saw the pursuers, Wang Yan, who still had some advantages in strength after adding Yang Xiong's troops, ordered an attack.

This time, Wang Yan gave up the tactics and just rushed in with Yang Xiong as the spearhead, and then rushed out all the way.

The so-called elite was like mud in front of the two, and no matter how strong the spiritual power was, it could not stop the inevitable defeat.

Wang Yan had probably been holding his breath for too long, so after defeating the enemy, he ordered people to chase him, while he and Yang Xiong watched and tortured the prisoners.

Screams were heard everywhere, and the interpreter kept explaining the situation.

"... A lot of meat lovers came, and there are more coming, but food is a bit difficult, so many of them are farming."

"... There are a lot of troops, and now even the troops are farming and grazing."

"There are often fights, and many casualties. Those meat lovers are brave and often look for trouble."