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Chapter 1398 The devil is here

As soon as he received a report from the scout, Zhang Yu almost rolled down on the city wall. He laughed and said, "Go, open the fort gate, let the Oirats see the courage of the Ming Dynasty today!"

So the fort gate opened wide, and there were no soldiers guarding it inside, and it was empty, just like the scene in the empty city plan.

There were Oirats peeping in the distance. When they saw the Fort Gate wide open, they rode their horses closer. When they were more than a hundred steps away from the Fort Gate, they didn't know what they thought of, but turned around and ran together, and the speed was very fast.

"They run very fast!"

Zhang Yu murmured, he wanted to wait for these enemy troops to attack, but now this plan has failed, and the cavalry hidden on the side of the fort gate have also been prepared in vain.

"Sir, the army has arrived!"

Zhao Xinbang suddenly pointed to the left and shouted.

Zhang Yu looked sideways and saw a black line appearing in the horizon.

"My uncle is here! Master is here! Hahahaha!"

There was a burst of cheers on the city wall. During this period, everyone was very depressed by the Oirats' cavalry. They were worried and did not dare to go out to fight.

Now, the army is coming, what can the Oirats do?

The black line slowly approached, and that was the cavalry.

Zhang Yu looked around and said, "Let's go down and welcome him."

When they arrived outside the fort gate, the cavalry suddenly turned and then dispersed in all directions.

"Have you met Mr. Bo!"

Fang Xing rode his horse and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Zhang Yu instantly choked up a little. He remembered the harassment that began last year, which put a lot of pressure on him and caused him to suffer.

"Brother, Xiaguan... Xiaguan has been worried for the past year, just because one day the Oirats suddenly come to the city..."

Fang Xing dismounted his horse and helped him up, saying, "You can be proud from now on!"

Zhang Yu stood up and said happily: "Master, is Your Majesty going to fight in person?"

Fang Xing nodded and smiled, "The Halie people have joined forces with the Oirat people. Zhang Yu, after this battle, this grassland belongs to the Ming Dynasty."

"Halie?"

Zhang Yujiu was outside the frontier and learned from many people how powerful the Halie people were. He said, "Brother, the Halie people are not weak!"

Fang Xing smiled: "But Daming is stronger!"

After saying that, Fang Xingdang went to Xinghe Fort first, Zhang Yu was stunned for a moment before following.

Yes! The Ming Dynasty is not weak either. Are you afraid of the Kazakhs?

...

Bagan was disappointed and desperate.

Early this morning, he carefully moved the camp back twenty miles and sent out multiple scouts.

According to the distance, the scouts should have come back at this time.

But when Bagen looked at him, there was a vast expanse at the end of the sky.

"Sir, will it..."

Bagen left a thousand commander and a thousand cavalry here, and the rest were driven out by him. Before leaving, he said very well: Don’t come back if you can’t get the exact news about the Ming army!

"Nothing will happen!"

Bagen said coldly: "If they can't do it, then I will go in person to see who is leading the Ming army!"

The commander retreated. He didn't know the intention of Tuohuan sending Bagen, but he just felt that he should preserve his strength.

Bagan remembered Tuohuan's words: harassment, investigation, remember, make the momentum bigger, let the Halie people see our determination.

As Tuohuan's confidant, Bagen knew the pressure Tuohuan was under. The Halie arrogantly asked Tuohuan to send a large army to attract the Ming Dynasty to fight in person.

As for the reaction of the Ming Emperor's personal attack, the Halie people were vague and said that they would definitely send troops to fight to the decisive battle.

But where is the time?

Time!

Bagan looked up at the blue sky, feeling stuffy in his chest.

"Sir! Here we are! They are back!"

Come?

Bagen looked up and saw a row of black dots appearing in the distance.

"They are back! Go and have someone prepare food to celebrate the warriors!"

Bagan became excited and couldn't wait to hit the horse to meet him.

Yes, he had been waiting for this news for too long, so long that he felt that he would fall down the next moment because he was exhausted.

The horse ran forward happily, and after he could see the person clearly, Bagen's eyes became more cautious.

This is a group of defeated soldiers. You don’t have to look at those injured. You just need to look at their frustrated look and you will know that the enemy is very powerful!

"grown ups……"

One of the leading men was missing, and the only remaining one looked more frightened when he saw Bagen, "Sir, it's that demon god here! Yes, it's him!"

"Military gun?"

Bagan asked, closing his eyes.

The commander nodded and said bitterly: "Yes, it's a musket, and their scouts are different from other Ming troops, and their crossbows are very powerful."

The commander recalled the scout's encounter and said in a dream: "They are not afraid of death. After the crossbow arrows are fired, they draw out long swords to fight, and their number is more than ours... Sir, at the last moment, their reinforcements are here, they are just that kind of array, terrible! It's terrible! After seeing this, our people have no intention of fighting, and they all... ran away!"

Bagan looked at the silent soldiers, patted the captain's shoulder and said, "Go up, the reinforcements of the Taishi will arrive soon. We are not alone! We have never been!"

"Does the Taishi have reinforcements?"

The commander of the thousand-man understood the wrong meaning and thought that the country of Kazakhstan sent troops, and he was immediately overjoyed.

Bagan ignored him and said to the defeated generals: "You have done a good job, I thank you, thank you!"

Bagan bowed with his chin, and the silent defeated soldiers slowly recovered. At this time, smoke from cooking fires rose from the camp, and everyone entered the camp one after another.

The thousand-man commander didn't go in. When he and Bagen were left outside the camp, he asked stubbornly: "Sir, when will the Halie be there?"

Bagan shook his head, he had no answer.

The commander of the thousand-man said in despair: "Sir, we still have to think about Alutai! He still couldn't do anything to the demon god when he launched his army. Instead, he was hit from behind by the Ming Emperor and became a prisoner. This time the demon god brought more troops, what should we do? What should we do with the Grand Master? What should I do with the Ola?"

Bagan shook his head, "I don't know, but the Taishi is negotiating with the Halie. If the Halie wants to stand by and watch, then we would rather escape from the distance so that there will be no buffer between the Ming and Halie."

"That's how it works!"

The commander of the thousand-man said disappointedly: "There is no fat, and the wolf refuses to approach the dangerous enemy. You can tell the Halie that if he can kill that demon god, the morale of the Ming people will definitely plummet!"

...

In the big tent, Tuohuan looked at the Halie people coldly and said, "The Emperor Ming will definitely fight in person, and where is your army? Where is it?"

A long bearded man opposite him laughed and said, "You should know that we are already recruiting troops in China and are practicing everywhere. The cost is so high. If there is no successful conquest as compensation, the domestic reaction will make our king suffer a headache, so you shouldn't question this."

"So what should I question?"

Tuo Huan's eyes suddenly turned sharp: "Do I be willing to use my tribe to fight the Ming people to the death?"

The long bearded man smiled and said, "Isn't the Ming Emperor here yet? If our country has launched a large army, do you know how much it will cost along the way? The Oirats may provide it? If it can, our king will not hesitate at all!"

These words forced Tuohuan to the corner and had no way out.

The Oirat was not rich, let alone providing food and grass to the Halie people, they lived a tight life.
Chapter completed!
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