This section of the journey within Datong Prefecture, because the official road has been repaired, the group of people marched very fast.
On the way, they met the people in the territory. They were still waving and saying hello, but Zhu Gui and others had already left as fast as lightning.
But this situation only lasted for one day.
The road conditions gradually became bumpy, and in order to prevent the horses from being injured, they could only slow down.
At this time, Xu Miaoqing was still riding a horse to hunt around with great interest, and would pick a few wild flowers from time to time.
But after another day, even Xu Miaoqing lost interest.
"Zhu Gui, how long does it take to get to Ganzhou?" Xu Miaoqing asked feebly.
"According to the current marching speed, it will probably take another five to seven days." Zhu Gui said after taking a sip of water.
"Ah? It will take that long. Isn't it further than Yanjing?" Xu Miaoqing shouted in despair.
"Of course, Ganzhou is the farthest vassal in the northwest region of the Ming Dynasty, and the conditions are even more miserable than Datong Prefecture, so I don't want you to suffer. You still have time to go back now. I will send a team of government soldiers to send you there.
You go back."
Zhu Gui said with some distress.
"Humph, who do you think I am? My two brothers are both generals, and I have learned a lot of kung fu since I was a child. It's just that there is no scenery on this road, and I'm going to be bored to death."
Xu Miaoqing said with the corners of her mouth twitching.
Zhu Gui nodded and said: "In that case, let's go faster."
"Okay, okay." Xu Miaoqing nodded in agreement.
So Zhu Gui ordered the entire army to advance at full speed.
As a result, Zhu Gui and others only took three days to reach Ganzhou, a journey that originally took five days.
It's just that these three days of running have made their horses so tired that they almost lose their appearance. If this continues, they will be in great danger if they encounter the enemy.
So, that day, Zhu Gui led his people to station in a small village.
This is the third village they have encountered along the journey of nearly a thousand miles, and it has a population of only a few dozen households.
There are only some old and weak women and children in the village. According to the village chief, all the young and strong people in the village have been recruited by King Su.
This is a place even the Mongols don't want to come to.
Fortunately, Zhu Gui and the others brought a lot of dry food with them, and Zhu Gui exchanged some fruits for Xu Miaoqing, which made the other party extremely happy.
But that night, Zhu Gui, who was sleeping soundly, heard the sound of horse hooves.
He sat up immediately, and at this time the soldiers also ran in.
"Your Majesty, the Mongols are coming." Not only was the soldier not afraid, but he said excitedly.
"How many people are there?" Zhu Gui asked while getting dressed.
"More than two hundred horses, the sound of horse hooves should be coming this way." the soldier replied.
"Very good, then let them in, don't kill them all, capture a few alive and ask about the situation."
Zhu Guidao.
"yes."
The soldiers ran out.
And Xu Miaoqing finally got up from the bed sleepily.
Because of the housing shortage, she had to share a bed with Zhu Gui.
But she didn't even take off her coat, which made Zhu Gui a little regretful.
"Zhu Gui, what's wrong? Who were you talking to just now?" Xu Miaoqing asked after picking up the kettle and taking a sip.
"The Mongols are coming, but not many. They should be over in a while."
Zhu Gui said while getting dressed.
However, Xu Miaoqing jumped out of bed, pulled out her guns and said, "I can finally move around at this time. I've been suffocated these past few days."
"Hey, be careful." Zhu Gui's words did not stop Xu Miaoqing who had already run away.
Zhu Gui didn't hesitate any longer and immediately dressed up and chased after him.
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The Mongolian cavalry had already appeared on the sorghum, looking at the small village below the mountain with bloodthirsty smiles.
Along the way, they had destroyed several villages in order to undermine the morale of the Ming army.
"Come on, kill the bright people."
The leading Mongolian cavalry howled and rushed towards the village.
But what made them a little strange was that they had already rushed into the village, and the village was still dark.
According to their previous experiences, the lights should have been on in the village by this time.
"It's strange. Is there no one here?"
"Why are you thinking so much? You will know soon."
Finally, all the Mongolian cavalry entered the village, and they began to break into the houses separately, trying to kill all the Ming people.
With two "bang bang" sounds, the two Mongolians who first entered the house were thrown out by a huge force, and their bodies fell heavily to the ground.
"What's going on?" The captain immediately rode over to take a look, only to find that the two cavalrymen had two bloody holes the size of fists on their bodies, and they looked dead.
"There are enemies inside, take them out."
The captain raised his machete and shouted loudly.
This was the first time they had suffered casualties along the way, and now they didn't even see the shadow of the enemy.
A dozen cavalrymen immediately gathered around.
But at this time, loud noises suddenly sounded from all directions at the same time.
Then one after another, Mongolian cavalry crawled out of houses holding their wounds, or fell off their horses.
This squad leader is going crazy.
He pointed at the house in front of him and shouted: "Come in, it must be Mingren who is pretending to be a ghost."
But then he felt a pain in his chest and fell off his horse.
At the last moment, he saw Akito rushing out of the house, holding something like a fire stick in his hand, and then his vision went dark.
He didn't know what hurt him until his death.
The battle broke out very suddenly and ended very quickly. After more than a hundred casualties, the Mongolian cavalry team finally collapsed.
They fled in all directions, but except for a few lucky ones, most of them were caught.
When Zhu Gui caught up with Xu Miaoqing, he saw her knocking down a Mongolian soldier who was about to escape.
"Is there still a third one?" Xu Miaoqing asked the soldier next to him.
"Princess, there is another one in the southwest, but it's too far." The soldier replied.
"It's not a big deal, it's up to me." Xu Miaoqing grabbed the flintlock gun from the soldier's hand, three points and one line, a standard designed action.
‘Bang’, the fleeing Mongolian soldier fell down in response.
There was cheering all around.
At this time Zhu Gui came over.
"How's the situation?"
A soldier ran over immediately.
"Your Majesty, one hundred and twenty-one Mongolian cavalry were killed, sixty-eight were captured, and one hundred and fifty-three horses were seized. The other injured horses have been distributed to the villagers as food."
Zhu Gui nodded: "Did you find out any useful information?"
The soldier scratched his head: "Not yet, these Mongolians still have a tough mouth."
Xu Miaoqing, who was on the side, immediately came over and said, "Is there such a thing? Let me try it."