.While speaking, I saw the 100th Mongolians coming to the city proudly. I guess they were the mission that was known for their dream of tribute.**
"Go and greet me." Although Chen Mo was the Minister of Rites, he never wanted to waste time on them.
Nian Yongkang was ready to say, "Don't worry, as soon as they enter the city, they will become turtles in the jar."
"Be careful, don't kill me." Chen said lightly: "It's useful."
"Then you can only use some special tricks." Nian Yongkang smiled and said, "Brothers will treat them well."
Nodded silently and didn't say anything. His eyes turned to the southwest, which was the main battlefield this time. Although he felt that his chances of winning were invincible, the battlefield was changing, and before the results were settled, how could he not worry about it?
The city walls were full of officers and soldiers, but no one dared to make any noise. Even walking relaxed, for fear of disturbing the contemplative Supervisor.
He knew that the heavy footsteps were heard, and there was no need to see, and he knew that it was Hu Yong who came in silence. Hu Yong came to him with a smile and whispered: "Sir, I'll be knocked down after a meal... It's too bad to talk about the vigilance of these Mongolians."
"That's because they think they are confident and fearless." Chen Si said lightly, "It's the reason why people are happy and have no good things." As he said that, he took out his pocket watch and saw that it was already twelve o'clock in the afternoon. He sighed softly and said, "I'm afraid Altan already knows that his sons were ambushed." This is why Chen Si took the risk and was eager to exchange the prisoners back. If he was a little later, he would know that his sons were not out of the ordinary, but were being defeated. Even if the king of heaven was in a state of shame, he would not let anyone go.
"Well..." Hu Yong said with concern: "Well, isn't Li Chengliang dangerous..."
"Yes, he couldn't come back safely." Chen Si rubbed his brows and said, "It's obvious that he was taken hostage... I'm afraid that the guest of honor will become a prisoner at this time." I don't know if Chen Si was a prophet or a crow's mouth. Altan was supposed to host a banquet to entertain Li Chengliang, but the two of them had a strange relationship and had a good conversation. Just as they were about to change their posts and worship the men, a personal soldier hurried in outside, whispered a few words to Altan, and glanced at Li Chengliang while saying that.
When Li Chengliang saw that Altan had a bad look, he was not very happy, but if he was someone to be a knife and I was a fisherman, he could only hold a wine glass and pretend to be calm.
"Didn't you agree to a truce? Why did my son encounter an ambush from the main force of the Ming army..." Altan is a man who wants to save face. He just called him brother, but he didn't want to turn against him immediately. He could only ask with hatred: "General Li Shen, you have to give me an explanation..."
"Say!" The Mongolian nobles turned their backs upon hearing this, pulled out their scimitar and threatened: "Otherwise they would chop you up!", "I don't know about this, but the royal army from all over the country is coming, and we, the generals, cannot contact them all. I don't know which god it is." They collided with Taiji..." Li Chengliang suppressed the panic in his heart and said calmly: "But why are the Taiji not with Dahan? Now the war is in chaos, and it is very dangerous to run outside..."
Altan heard that he was right, and he also mocked himself in his words, only the state officials set fire and the people were not allowed to light the lamp. "It's not easy to do anything to him for a while." He could only say in a muffled voice: "Mongolian cavalry is invincible in the field, you can wait to steal chickens and lose rice!" Without any speculation, the banquet came to an abrupt end." Li Chengliang was also taken down to rest... in fact, he just took care of him.
Li Chengliang had never thought about running away, but he was caught after so many eyes outside the tent, and he would probably not be able to run two steps. He would not say that he would lose all his face and throw away all the face of the court. For the sake of fame, we can't do such stupid things, so Li Chengliang had to give up his own attempt to sleep, and everything was left to fate.
In the dark tent, no one delivered food or chatted with him." Li Chengliang could only sleep heavily, and he didn't know how long he had slept, but was suddenly awakened by the sound of rapid footsteps. He looked up and saw that the thick curtain was lifted open. He saw that the bright light outside was dazzling, and he couldn't help but squint.
Before he could react, he was rushed up and pressed on the ground with all his hands and feet, and tied up like a rice dumpling.
"What are you doing?" Li Chengliang struggled and had to yell: "I am the envoy of the Ming Dynasty. You can't treat me like this, you must give me honor... Woo woo..." Before he finished speaking, someone blocked his mouth with a rag head.
Li Chengliang was pushed out of the tent. Before he could adapt to the light outside, he felt a gust of wind on his head. He subconsciously wanted to bend over to avoid it, but forgot to be tied into rice dumplings. How could he bend down? As a result, he was sturdy, then his chest was stuffed, and his ribs seemed to be broken. Only then did he see that he was trapped by the Mongolians using a noose for livestock.
Image, my image was completely ruined... When the disaster came, Li Zongzi was worried about this, which shows that he was indeed extraordinary.
A Mongolian warrior tied the rope of the lasso to the saddle, and then amid a strange laugh, the war horse started to run. Li Chengliang was also taken to trot. The war horse ran faster and faster, and his legs were ultimately not as good as four legs. He squirted under his feet and fell to the ground. He was dragged out of the camp, heading straight to the west gate of Wanquan City.
This morning, three Taiji escaped with the defeated generals. The 30,000 elite cavalry were almost wiped out. Altan vomited blood and fainted on the spot. He had never suffered such a heavy blow in his life... Thirty thousand elite cavalry! This was an unbearable and painful loss for the Mongolian tribe, which was not crowded!
Now, everything is a lice on the bald man's head. It's obvious that he was fooled by someone. He always talks about peace, just to hold himself back! The army of the king who came from unknown origin was clearly a battle of encirclement and annihilation! Everything is a lie, but I still believe it. I am so embarrassed and hate him!
When he woke up, the first thing he did was to order someone to arrest Li Chengliang and prepare to take him to Wanquan City to cut him into pieces! To vent his hatred!
Unexpectedly, when he took Li Chengliang to the city, he saw the Ming army begging all the more than 100 people he sent to the city. Behind each of them was a pair of swordsman with open breasts and exposed breasts standing... Looking at the posture, the bright ghost-headed sword, it was obviously telling Altan that if you want to touch him, you can try it. There are 100 people here that are worthy of life.
Altan's face suddenly turned purple. Yesterday, Shen Mo asked him to send an envoy, but he was still in a beautiful position and was rushing to go. Now, it's a lamb under the knife of the whole family!
Liar, liar! Altan's face was twisted into a pig's waist, his fists were tightly clenched, his body trembled slightly, and he looked like he was being suffocated by someone.
"Listen to Altan..." A shout sounded from the city: "You have our people in your hands and our people in your hands. Although it is one to one hundred, my adults respect the elderly and do not make any plans with you... If you are willing, we will exchange it. If you are reluctant, we will kill you and kill us. If you are not, please don't change it, give me some words..."
After Hu Yong finished shouting, he asked the silence beside him in a low voice, "Sir, will this be a bit scoundrel?", "You have the capital," and said in a quiet and cold manner, "This is called domineering." He was not afraid of the other party's shame and anger to tear the votes because Nian Yongkang told him that among the three leaders, one was Altan's uncle and one was Altan's nephew, and the other was Altan's Xue Chan, all of whom were close to him. Obviously, the Mongolians regarded this mission as a beautiful man, otherwise how could they just be cheap? This hit the silence, and they were afraid that they would not be able to deceive any important person, and they would not be brave and fearless Xiao Li.
Seeing that the other party was reluctant to answer, he was silent and asked someone to push a Tartar to the top of the city, pressed on the bush and killed it with a knife. His head rolled down like a blood gourd and landed not far in front of Alta.
Many Mongolians changed their faces, and they felt that it was not a bad idea to exchange them. One was replaced by a hundred, and it seemed that they were still thrilled.
Altan cannot be reluctant to express his opinion. After all, those people were captured because of his mistake in decision-making. If they were killed one by one, it would inevitably cause dissatisfaction among their tribe. Besides, they had many hostages in their hands, and killing a few of them would still force themselves to submit.
If I didn't want to save some food and keep some of the prisoners... Altan began to regret it secretly, thinking: "It's not too real to deal with people from the Central Plains in the future."
Now that things have come to this point, where can I buy regret medicine? Seeing that the blood-rolling gourd in the city is about to be rolled, Altan hurriedly said, "Switch!", and according to the agreement, Altan led his army back to the camp, leaving only a team of 100 people, waiting outside the city to replace prisoners.
Accompanied by the "creaking" sound, the city gate slowly opened one third, and enough people passed by, and a group of Ming soldiers came out with more than a hundred Mongolians tied into rice dumplings.
The two sides stood apart a hundred feet apart, and didn't talk much nonsense. They let go of their captives and let them run to the opposite side.
Li Chengliang pulled away the girl and ran away, and the Mongolian prisoners also pulled away the girl and ran away. The speed of the two sides was about to meet at the end, Li Chengliang suddenly rushed forward, which was more than twice as fast as before! A Mongolian man didn't know what was going on, so he grabbed his chest, and felt dizzy, and both sides changed positions.
"Fuck..." The fat Mongolian man in gorgeous clothes was about to yell and fight him, but he felt that his back heart was penetrated by a sharp weapon. He reached out and touched it with disbelief. It was his own wolf-tooth arrow.
It was clearly seen on the city that the Mongolians were unwilling to let go so much, so they suddenly shot a cold arrow to kill him. The Mongolians' archery skills were too superb and shot out in a flash. It was too late to remind him. Just as Shen Mo's heart was about to shrink into a ball, an incredible scene happened. Li Chengliang seemed to have predicted the future, and suddenly pulled his personal flesh shield and blocked the deadly arrow.
It is definitely too late to hear the sound of the bowstrings. The only explanation is that he had guessed that the other party would come here, so he could naturally move the enemy first and turn the danger into a barrage. Later he learned that Li Chengliang had a lot of dealing with the Mongols in Tieling, and knew their personalities well, so he could predict the enemy's initiative. Of course, this is all a story...
When he was talking, he saw Li Chengliang, who was wearing the human shield at a speed of several times, ran out several feet in an instant.
This was the Ming army in the city that started firing guns. A roulette of guns made the hundred-man team overturn, and naturally no one wanted to attack Li Chengliang again.
The Ming army in the city still had to shoot at the prisoners, but was silently stopped and let them escape back in a panic... With his temperament, he killed them all and could not help Shizhou's hatred, but after all, he was a senior official in the ministry and was confident in his work. He would definitely be impeached.
If this should be the Supreme Kingdom of the Celestial Empire one day, it would be less formidable to be so silenced that it would be impossible to deal with any problem.
Both sides brought their captives back to the camp and the city. On the silent side, they personally welcomed Li Chengliang. They saw that the armor on his body was all broken and his limbs and face were covered with severe bruises. Although it was nothing serious, it was certain that he had scars.
"It's okay, you're married anyway..." Chen Si Ru comforted him.
Li Chengliang originally wanted to say a few bold words like "to live up to the mission", but this sentence made him feel annoyed and could only smile bitterly.
"Congratulations to General Li for making new contributions." After examining the body he carried back, Nian Yongkang came over with a smile and said, "The shield you caught is not someone else, but Altan's uncle."
"Is that right?" Li Chengliang said happily: "I just look at him tall and fat, and I think it's a good material for making shields..." Everyone sweated heavily, thinking that it seemed that he was too fat and his life was in danger.
Some people are happy and some are sad. There are laughter and joy in the city, but the outside of the city is bleak. Altan really carried his grandmother's house this time. After a crushing defeat, he also broke his uncle's uncle, Buke Taiji because of his cleverness... Labuke's Wushen family is one of the 30,000 households on the left wing, and his strength is of great importance. This time he shot the leader of the family to death. Those cousins ​​must hate him to death.
He was in a lawsuit, and Qiu Fu came over there carefully and whispered: "Shank you, Zhao Quan didn't seem to have been released..." Altan was motionless at first, and after a while, Gu Ran sighed. How could he make progress in Hohhot in the future beside him, and he is still in Xue Chanzhao's mind.
In desperation, Altan had to go out to greet him again." He pointed to the city and cursed: "Bah, I'm the Minister of Rites. I don't care about my trustworthiness and agreed to exchange prisoners. Why did I hold my Xue Chan and Zhao back?
"Put your mouth cleanly!" The city replied loudly: "The tens of thousands of soldiers present can testify. We are clearly speaking. Release your tribe members. How dare you ask which tribe Zhao Quan belongs to?"
"This..." Altan was too exhausted again. Although he was as cunning as a wolf, he was no match for silent people than to be foolish when he was tied up with a hundred tied together.
"My surname is Chen! Don't be too proud too early!" Altan was so angry that he finally took out his hand and said, "Don't forget, there is something in my hand that can kill you!" He pointed to the letter, of course.
Li Chengliang and Nian Yongkang were not worried about silence. If the letter was published, no matter how great the credit was, he would not be able to be protected.
"Oh...", Chen Si finally showed up, holding the arrow pile, condescending, and said lazyly, "I don't know what is so powerful, so I'd like to ask Brother Altan for advice." There was no sign of fear at all.
"Okay!" Altan was so angry that he was not afraid of death! He took out the letter from his arms and raised it up and said, "Listen, here is the letter written by your Minister of Rites. In order to get my Khan to withdraw his troops, he agreed to send someone to tribute and promise to open a border trade with black and white text! There is also a bright red seal!" He said, "How is it, Lord Shen, are you still going to deny it?" Now that things have come to this point, it is the most important thing to expose this anger. As for the others, it is not what Altan Khan is considering now.
"Don't swear!" Chen Jing said angrily: "Who doesn't know that I am a complete war pro-sect? How can I write something that has been infatuated for thousands of years?" "I won't fight with you..." Altan sneered and handed the envelope to Qiu Fu beside him, saying: "Read it out!"
"Yes!" Qiu Fu stepped forward with great energy, took it, opened the envelope, pulled out the letter paper and opened it... and then there was no sound.
"Read..." Altan urged impatiently.
"Read, what are you reading?" Qiu Fu was looking around with the letter paper, and looked in the envelope, looking for it with a confused look on his face: "Why are you reading without words?"
"Fart!" Al-Ah, "I finished reading it yesterday and put it on my body, and I didn't take it out even when I was sleeping..." As he said that, he took the letter paper and was stunned when he saw it. The handwriting on the letter paper disappeared strangely. There was only the place where the seal was used, and there was a blurred red left, but it was completely useless...
Although the sun was high, Altan was still in a panic. He was sure that this was the letter. As for why the handwriting suddenly disappeared, was it the power of ghosts and gods?
"Remember!" urged silently.
At this time, Nian Yongkang and Li Chengliang also saw that something was wrong with the letter, so they took the officers and soldiers to cheer, "If you want to read it, you will read it, it will be so squeamish!", "What do you look like? Like a big girl!", amid the laughter, Altan was ashamed and could only remove his anger on the damn letter, tear it to pieces, and turn around and leave.
Fearing that he was surrounded by the Ming army, Altan did not dare to stay any longer. He retreated immediately after returning to the camp. Ma Fang and Yin Feng naturally led their troops to bid farewell to ensure that they would no longer move every grass and tree of the Ming Dynasty.
Chapter completed!