When the war reached this point, all it took was will. The 30,000 pro-army troops around Zhu Biao all came from the pro-military captain's house. They were all good players in every aspect, and the same was true for Wang Baobao's troops.
Just when the number of people on both sides dropped sharply to only 30,000 in total, suddenly there was the sound of horse hoofbeats in the distance again. Wang Baobao and Zhu Biao were immediately excited!
Liu Jin, who was holding a large shield, had the sharpest eyes. He immediately cried to Zhu Biao: "He is one of ours, Your Highness, he is one of ours!"
A smile broke out on Zhu Biao's cold face, but he was not that surprised. As long as he was not from the other side, the rear army had already completed the encirclement. Even without reinforcements, Zhu Biao's victory was certain.
The morale of the Ming army was greatly boosted, but Wang Baobao's troops were directly defeated. This reinforcement was the straw that broke the camel's back. More than ten thousand of Wang Baobao's cavalry fled in all directions.
Unfortunately, it's too late. No matter where they run now, they will be in a dead end. Of course, sporadic fish that slip through the net are inevitable. There are only a hundred people out of ten thousand who can be lucky enough to escape when the main target is not themselves.
Without Zhu Biao's instructions, everyone had already spotted Wang Baobao under the handsome flag. Anyone could run away, but he couldn't. Lan Yuhe led Wanqi with the cooperation of the rear army, and surrounded Wang Baobao and
He only has a thousand personal troops left.
The defeated troops who fled outside were also captured and killed one by one. The remaining Zhu Biao, who was fast and agile, was not in the mood to care anymore. The Sixteenth Prefecture of Yanyun had been recovered, and they had no choice but to flee back to the grassland.
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Only then did Zhu Biao relax. He couldn't even get off immediately. His legs and feet had been paralyzed due to long-term tension. Now when he relaxed, they felt numb and painful. His legs and feet felt weak when he touched them.
The taste is really sour and refreshing.
The commander-in-chief of Wanqi walked to Zhu Biao's horse, knelt down on one knee and shouted: "The last general Zhou Dexing, please see the general Tiance!"
Zhu Biao sheathed his sword with a calm expression and said: "Marquis Jiang Xia, please get up. Thanks to your timely arrival, I would like to thank you very much."
After Jiang Xiahou stood up, he said: "This is just the icing on the cake. The general is like a god with his troops. Wang Baobao was defeated in just an instant. How can the general dare to take credit?"
Zhu Biao glanced at Zhou Dexing and said, "According to Mu Ying, you should arrive tomorrow. Why are you here so soon?"
Zhou Dexing said: "The army moved too slowly, and the horses also needed to rest. However, the general was worried about the damage to the country, so he ordered the 40,000-strong army to give up the horses and let 10,000 elites have five riders per person, and change the horses according to the hour, so that the horses can rest easily."
Even so, more than 30,000 war horses were laid down along the way."
Zhu Biao nodded with satisfaction, said nothing, and dismounted. Zhou Dexing hurriedly stepped forward before Liu Jin to help Zhu Biao, and Zhu Biao did not refuse.
Zhu Biao had no intention of recruiting Wang Baobao to surrender. If such a person was not used, it would be a waste of resources. If he was used, Zhu Biao himself would not be able to sleep.
Walking outside the encirclement, Liu Bowen had arranged for the rear army's military doctors to rescue the injured soldiers.
Zhu Biao stepped over countless corpses along the way. His boots were dyed red, and every step he took seemed like he was stepping in mud.
Zhu Biao sent someone to inform Chang Yuchun, asking him to concentrate on chasing down the Beiyuan army. He had already solved the problem and must do his best to reduce the remaining strength of the Beiyuan army.
At this time, Zhu Biao dared to hear the noise in his ears. Everyone was cursing loudly, including the surrounded Wang Baobao Department. Everyone's face was full of madness.
The whole battlefield was full of resentment, everyone wanted to tear each other alive, and Zhu Biao did not give an order to stop the noise.
At this time, the sanity of all the soldiers was on the verge of collapse. They were now in extreme danger. Only food and a safe environment could make them relax.
Zhu Biao ordered the rear army to find a clean place to start cooking immediately, and there was no need to save food and grass, but they must be fed.
Lan Yu and Quan Xu also walked to Zhu Biao's side. Both of them were injured, especially Lan Yu, who had four or five arrows stuck in his body. Fortunately, his armor was good enough, and the arrows could not penetrate his body more than an inch.
Quan Xu was already on the verge of collapse. He personally directed his troops to resist the charge of the cavalry, and now his whole body felt like he had been bathed in blood.
Zhu Biao patted them both on the shoulders and said, "Well done, you both have worked hard."
The two of them looked at each other. Although they were both a little frightened, they also knew that they were finally fully accepted by the prince, and they were very excited.
The two of them pulled out the arrows with the help of their own soldiers, gritted their teeth and took off their armor. Their underwear was soaked with sweat and blood. Mu Ying was so distracted because of the rush that she stayed behind Zhu Biao to convey the order, so
On the contrary, the condition is the best.
Mu Ying is confronting Wang Baobao, asking them to lay down their weapons and surrender, and promised a lot. Of course, both parties know that this is just a step. As for the final result, who knows?
Suddenly, the opponent's army separated, and a man rode his horse and said to Mu Ying: "I, the king, have extended my profile to Timur. I want to meet your prince of Nanming."
After Mu Ying took one look at this strange man in the world, she sent someone to ask for Zhu Biao. Zhu Biao still had to give orders on how to deal with this man.
After hearing the message, Zhu Ben didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but as if he thought of something, he set off.
Zhu Biao walked to the front of the formation and kept a safe distance from the opponent's army. Then he glanced at the heroic man and said: "The King of Henan is gone. What are you waiting for if you don't surrender?"
Wang Baobao laughed a few times. His Chinese was not bad. After all, he had lived in the Central Plains for a long time, and Confucian culture was also very popular among the nobles of the Northern Yuan Dynasty.
Wang Baobao looked at Zhu Biao and said: "I really didn't expect that the prince of Nanming would be so young. As expected, heroes come from young. I am defeated today, but I have no intention of surviving."
Zhu Biao smiled and nodded: "It couldn't be better. If the strange man who is highly respected by my father surrenders like this, I will be disappointed!"
Wang Baobao laughed a few times: "If I die, I will die, but there are still these brothers. Please show your kindness and give them a way to survive!"
Zhu Biao shook his head and said: "If you die, who will they be? Why should they live? Instead of being humiliated, why not take them to hell together!"
After listening to Zhu Biao's words, people over there immediately started yelling and cursing in Mongolian. Two more people walked out from behind Wang Baobao. They followed him and said a few words with excitement, and then looked at Zhu Biao in silence.
Zhu Biao thought. Wang Baobao's only relatives were his brother and sister. Zhu Biao took a closer look and found that the thin one did look a bit like a woman.
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