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"Defeated?"

In the magnificent tent, the king sat on the beautifully decorated chair and asked indifferently.

Agudamu knelt in front of him and said calmly: "Wang, Emperor Ming is decisive and dares to join reinforcements, but I am defeated."

"Agudamum, you're a waste!"

A general suddenly cursed with anger on his face.

"Yes! 50,000 iron cavalry plus 20,000 reinforcements, you are actually fighting like this, a shame! Halie's shame!"

"Return to famous generals! What else can you do except bring failure to Halie?"

"King! Such a defeated general, I think he should be killed! He should warn the entire army!"

“…”

The king ignored the noise and looked at Agudam coldly.

Agudamu didn't care about these words, but just bowed his head and waited for the king to punish him.

The king looked at the people coldly, and the noise disappeared. Then he asked, "Why did he lose?"

Agudamu looked up and said, "I besieged the Ming army and surrounded it without fighting. Sure enough, reinforcements arrived. The leader was Zhang Fu, the British Duke of Ming people. He was a flexible commander and had a great general..."

"The Ming army came from afar and lost its horsepower, so I dragged them down and prepared to attack the Ming army when it broke through... It was already blocked, but the Ming army's second wave of reinforcements..."

Agudamu showed a cautious look on his face for the first time and said in a deep voice: "They first defeated our ambush, and then broke down a little, and rushed to the battlefield here... Moreover, the cooperation between him and Zhang Fu was very tacit, and soon surrounded three sides, leaving only the open space in the direction of Xinghe Fort. I originally wanted to assault their infantry, but I saw... the firearm, so I could only turn to run away."

"The Ming army has been chasing and killing the people all the time. I organized several counterattacks, and at least brought back most of my subordinates."

The king's face remained unchanged, and he still asked lightly: "Who is the second wave of reinforcements? How many people are?"

Agudam smiled bitterly and said, "Ten thousand cavalry, more than five thousand infantry."

"It's a waste!"

Some people couldn't help but mutter, everyone exchanged their eyes, some were happy, some were solemn, some were... expressionless...

The king of the country glanced over and asked, "Who?"

"King, it's that demon god..."

The eyes of the king suddenly flashed, and then he returned to calm.

Demon God!

This is the name heard from the Tatars and Oirats.

According to rumors, the Demon God led thousands of troops to fight invincible battles, and every battle would be forged. On the grassland, the name of the Demon God can stop children from crying at night.

"Ten thousand cavalry and thousands of infantrymen, our 20,000 cavalry were defeated?"

A civil servant asked in disbelief. Everyone nodded, thinking it was too incredible.

After all, I have gained an advantage with less and more in the previous few times. How come I got to your Agudamu, and the advantage disappeared?

Is that demon god really that powerful?

So all kinds of eyes focused on Agudamu.

The king narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is the Mingren's firearm really that powerful?"

Agudamu said with a serious expression: "Wang, it's very powerful. Their big guns can shoot iron bullets and small things. They have too much lethality and have a great impact on morale."

The king sighed softly, "We have, too, how have you compared it?"

Agudamu shook his head and said, "Our big is not far away, but the Ming people's small is far away. It's very difficult for kings!"

The king's head suddenly tilted back and shouted, "Talk nonsense, take him down!"

Everyone was ecstatic, this was going to be over!

The most trusted general around the king, everyone was almost unhappy when they wanted to get into trouble. At this moment, everyone was very happy to see Agudamu was in trouble.

Agudamu did not shout for justice or struggle, and followed the guards out with a calm expression.

The king looked at these people coldly and said, "The Ming people failed several times, and their morale was already sluggish. Once Agudam was defeated, as long as the Ming Emperor was not stupid, he would definitely take the opportunity to boost morale. So Agudam should be punished, but what about you?"

The king stood up, held the short sword in his hand, and said with a glance: "The Emperor Ming must be cheering the Ming army, and this is our opportunity!"

The people below were shocked and knew that the country had made a decision, so they listened quietly.

The light in the tent was a little dim, and the face of the king looked a little blurred. He was holding a short sword, and the gems on the hilt occasionally shone on his face, reflecting him like a god.

"If the Ming army breathes, our army will be greatly damaged even if it wins, so..."

The king pulled out the dagger and threw it away casually. The dagger was inserted into the ground. He opened his arms, leaned back, his face facing the sky, and his mouth was muttering...

Everyone was waiting, waiting piously, waiting for their king to communicate with God.

The big tent was quiet and filled with a mysterious smell.

The king gradually straightened his body, his face flushed. He waved his arms and shouted, "Enter!"

"Advance! Arrive! Arrive!"

The shouts from the tent came out...

Looking down from the sky, an extremely huge super camp extends all the way, countless tents, countless carts, countless sergeants and war horses, and countless civilians...

When the shouts in the tent came out, the soldiers drew their knives and shouted wildly.

"Advance! Arrive! Arrive!"

The shouts came one after another, and the war horses shook their heads uneasily and digged the grass.

The shouts spread like waves of air, and countless sounds echoed from near to far, from far to near.

The king walked out of the tent, listened to these shouts, and said with satisfaction: "The morale of the army is available. If the Emperor Ming saw this scene, would he be scared?"

The people behind him felt the overwhelming power and couldn't help but feel full of confidence.

"King, Halie will win!"

The king closed his eyes and felt it, murmured: "I feel the breath of summer, it's so hot! Zhu Di, do you feel it? This is... the powerful Halie!"

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"The Ming Dynasty is very powerful, and Halie is definitely not an opponent."

In the imperial city of Peking, Huang Yan was standing beside Zhu Gaochi, just like Zhu Gaochi's personal eunuch.

Liang Zhong stood below, listening to Huang Yan's flattery expressionlessly.

Zhu Gaochi was reading the memorial, and more than ten copies had been piled up beside him. They were to be sent to the front line to give Zhu Di the advice.

When Huang Yan saw Zhu Gaochi ignored him, his eyes turned and leaned over and whispered: "Your Highness, there are rumors outside..."

Zhu Gaochi was still calm, Huang Yan was slightly anxious, and his body leaned forward even more.

"Your Highness, some people say that Your Majesty is in Xuanfu... It seems to be sick..."

The brush in Zhu Gaochi's hand still did not stop. Huang Yan was disappointed. When he stood up, he suddenly smiled inexplicably, causing Liang Zhong's eyes to shrink, guessing what this guy meant.

Huang Yan bowed and said goodbye, but Zhu Gaochi didn't raise his eyes. After he left, Zhu Gaochi continued to deal with political affairs.

Liang Zhong was still standing, waiting for Zhu Gaochi to finish handling the political affairs, and then went to collect the memorial.

When he was collecting the memorial to be sent to the front line, Liang Zhong suddenly saw Zhu Gaochi's fat right hand... he bent his fingers and tapped the table with a very fast pace.
Chapter completed!