The scenery of Wuling Mountain is good, but no one comes in or out of the room, and it is said that the beasts inside are in disaster.

Yang Rong was not interested in this. He was thinking about how to get along with Zhu Gaochi after he went back and how to recover the rift caused by the dispute between civil and military affairs.

"Enemy...Enemy attack!"

As soon as Yang Rong looked up, he heard a shrill scream. Then the whole team looked to the right.

In the distance, a team of cavalry in tattered fur coats rushed out, waving long swords in their hands and shouting.

"It's Halie!"

The Qianhuguan glanced at the number of people rushing out and shouted in despair: "More than two thousand people, Lord Yang quickly retreat! Retreat to the General Stone! The lower officials tried their best to block them!"

Yang Rong felt that all the blood in his body had solidified in an instant, and he shouted: "Defend the enemy! Defend the enemy immediately!"

The Thousand House Officials didn't need him to remind him, and had already ordered the array. After taking the time to look back and see Yang Rong and others still in place, they shouted: "Sir Yang, go!"

Yang Rong drew out his long sword and said in a deep voice: "I will not go anywhere today. If I die in battle, I will die for the Ming Dynasty! All the soldiers, fight bravely to kill the enemy!"

These familiar words made the soldiers stunned, but they looked ahead but did not see the emperor, and their morale suddenly became sluggish.

The Qianhuguan smiled bitterly and whispered to the deputy Qianhu: "He dared to sacrifice himself, but he didn't dare to take the lead in rushing. Just as Xing and Bo said, it was purely different from me and me, but now he backfired."

Deputy Qianhu sneered: "The literati on the battlefield are still far away, which will only make things happen."

Qianhuguan nodded and said, "It's impossible to block it. Be prepared. I will take you to the formation."

Deputy Qianhu nodded, then bravely rushed to the front, galloped back and forth in front of the formation, shouting: "Brothers, for the Ming Dynasty!"

More than a thousand people shouted in unison: "For the Ming Dynasty!"

Qianhuguan looked back and looked at Yang Rong with an inspiring look on his face, then rushed forward, raised his sword and shouted: "The Ming Dynasty is a thousand victories!"

"The Ming Dynasty has won thousands of victories!"

The sound seemed a little weak in the cold wind.

Qianhuguan looked at the enemy troops who were gradually accelerating. He knew that these surviving Halie were all brave people, and he was no match for two against one.

But you can't escape, right?

If it were not for the drag of Yang Rong and others, Qianhu officials would choose guerrillas and slowly drag the enemy troops to death.

But it won't work now!

Seeing that his morale was low, the Qianhuguan ran back and forth in front of the formation again and shouted: "The Ming Dynasty is a thousand victories!"

"The Ming Dynasty has won thousands of victories!"

The Qianhuguan rode his horse and came to the middle, raised his sword, and rushed towards the enemy.

If he doesn't want to defeat him in a battle, he must lead by example.

"Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!"

"Kill the enemy!"

The bravery of Qianhuguan finally inspired the sluggish morale in despair. The cavalry began to accelerate, and their cold hands struggled to hold the hilt of the knife, ready to drink their blood.

"To lose!"

Although Wen Fang did not understand the battle formation, he knew that it was a difficult problem to attack the crowd with a small number.

Yang Rong rode his horse and looked at it, saying, "Who can kill the enemy? Let's go now."

A civil servant said: "The Xiaguan has learned swordsmanship for a few years, and now we will go first. The Ming Dynasty has won thousands of victories!"

This is going to die!

Looking at his confident appearance, Yang Rong, who had experienced many battle formations, smiled bitterly.

When the civil servant beat the horse forward, the front had already collided.

The man was leaning on his horse and the thousand-house officials had already cut off two heads, but the dangerous situation made him understand one thing.

Want to lose!

The faces and hands of those Halie were covered with frostbite on their frozen faces and hands, and some even couldn't hold the long knife firmly, so they could get rid of their hands after blocking it.

But after being removed from the long sword, these Halie people were not panicked, but instead rushed over frantically, hugged the Ming army and fell off their horses, and were both trampled to death.

This is the desperate enemy!

Just like the burning boats that year, the desperate Halie burst out with a crazy aura, and from time to time, you can see the tragic tragedy of life for life.

Qianhuguan was also killed by a Halie man, but his reaction was quick, knocking the man down with one elbow on his backhand, and then shouted: "Kill them!"

Yang Rong and the others no longer care about it. The only way to get rid of the fierce entanglement at this moment is to break through the formation of the Halie people and then detour.

But the Halie people were fighting to the death, and some people kept shouting and commanding.

"Sir, they will leave us all here and then go to the battle to die for their king."

The Qianhuguan heard the sound and was desperate. At this moment, what he regretted the most was to intercept the Halie.

The Halie people on both wings kept shrinking, and the arrows were flying, and the Ming army kept falling off.

The fierce battle made Wen Fang's legs tremble. He wanted to escape, but his hands were weak and he could not turn around.

Yang Rong sighed: "Now the Japanese official died here, you can escape."

Escape!

None of the civil servants who accompanied them escaped. In this icy and snowy environment, they could not escape the Halie people.

A sneer appeared on the corner of Yang Rong's mouth and murmured: "Your Majesty is going to kill the minister? Then why should you use Halie?!"

As the chief minister, Yang Rong did not stand on his side during the dispute between Zhu Gaochi and the civil servants, but instead hid his arms with the civil servants.

From the time of departure from Peking to the present, Yang Rong has been thinking about how to repair the relationship between the monarch and the ministers.

But now it seems that this relationship is hard to fix.

There are so few people accompanying a thousand households...

Yang Rong forgot the advice of the Gubeikou general, and felt that he had become a victim of the conspiracy.

There is a great horror between life and death. Under this horror, no matter how generous a person is, his personality will change drastically.

"There is a sound of horse hooves!"

Yang Rong, who was in despair and indignation, did not look back. It was located between Gubeikou and General Stone, and could not be seen in the crowd, let alone reinforcements.

Wen Fang looked sideways on the horse with difficulty and saw a black cavalry on the right galloping towards this side.

His eyes blinked, his lips trembled due to excitement, and Qiqiai Aii shouted: "Aid...Aid..."

An official had seen the army and saw the flag. He shouted wildly: "Reinforcements are coming! Reinforcements are coming!"

Yang Rong's body shook, turned around and saw the army.

"Sir, it's Jubaoshan Guard!"

Yang Rong nodded and saw someone in his entourage sobbing, he laughed at himself and said, "I am considered to be a heartbroken, I will kill my own heart!"

In despair, he thought that it was Zhu Gaochi who asked him to die, but he ignored that he had chosen to leave the seclusion, and he did not expect that Jubaoshanwei would follow him immediately.

Calculate the time, that is, the day after they left Beijing, Jubaoshanwei was sent out.

"His Majesty……"

Yang Rong's vision was a little blurred, his eyes were filled with tears, and guilt drowned out the joy of escaping from death.

"Reinforcements are here!"

When the Ming army, who was fighting hard, heard the shout, his morale was immediately boosted.

And the Halie people also saw the Ming army, and one of them shouted in despair: "It's under the command of that demon god!"

During the Northern Expedition, all the Ming army's firearms were commanded by Fang Xing. The terrible firepower and tenacious fighting spirit made the Halie people frightened.

Morale collapsed like this.

From the first Halie returning to the mountain pass and running towards the mountain pass, to the collapse of the entire army, it was only ten breaths.

"Wu Yue went to block the mountain pass, and the rest of the people rushed in."

Lin Qun'an rushed over first and immediately issued an order.

Then Wen Fang saw a killing with his own eyes.

The soldiers from Jubaoshan Guards immediately dismounted and then started to fire volleys from the periphery. The Ming army in the encirclement took the opportunity to kill and intercepted them on the periphery.
Chapter completed!