On the battlefield, the Ming army was cleaning up useful things and solving those undead enemies.

You need to be cautious when finishing the attack, this is a rule passed down for thousands of years.

One person suddenly came forward and the other was on guard.

"ah……"

A coalition soldier who escaped the horse's hooves trampled suddenly rose up, and the Ming army in front calmly retreated and avoided the attack.

A long sword flashed across the side, and the two Ming troops continued to cover each other and clear the battlefield forward.

Yang Xiong rushed towards the city gate with a team of cavalry. Suddenly, there was a mess at the city gate, but no one dared to close the door.

But everyone ran away, and only a nun in black clothes was left.

Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there has been no war on the grasslands, which means that it has been temporarily calmed down during the Jianwen period. However, when Zhu Di ascended the throne, the first thing he did was to look north at the grasslands.

In the era of chaos, there are still pious outsiders running around, bringing peace to people's hearts.

This nun looks like she is only in her teens and probably comes with her teacher.

She was trembling, following the rhythm of the horse's hooves, her body shaking slightly.

The sound of horse hooves gradually slowed down and then stopped.

Yang Xiong looked up at the leaders on the top of the city and asked, "Is there a Halie and a charming man?"

Someone translated his words on the top of the city wall, and several leaders panicked, "No, no."

Yang Xiong said coldly: "I have to go in and check!"

No one dared to stop him, and the cavalry rushed into the city from the nun, and his petite body seemed like a bird in a storm, trembling.

Yang Xiong was staring inside outside the city gate. He had long wanted to get rid of Yili's inside, and then the army entered directly and forced the coalition forces to react.

The nun was trembling all the time, and she could not wait until someone could do anything to him, so she dared to raise her head.

"You...you don't kill anyone."

The Ming Dynasty words with a straight and erect voice made Yang Xiong look down at her slightly, frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"

The little nun looked at him timidly and said, "My father was here before."

"Where is my father and mother?"

The little nun shook her head and said blankly: "I'm not here anymore."

Yang Xiong had been fighting for many years and had already refined a heart into iron stone, but at this moment he said inexplicably: "This is chaos, go to Hami!"

The little nun shook her head: "Don't go."

Yang Xiong said coldly: "I can't help you! Is there anyone who can speak Ming Dynasty? It's you if you don't."

The little nun thought he was Fang Wairen who only wanted to find the Ming Dynasty. When he thought of his senior sisters, he mustered up the courage and said, "I can do it."

Yang Xiong was silent. When his subordinates came out and said that they had not found the enemy, he pointed at the little nun and said, "Give her horse and take it away."

The murderous sergeant turned the little nun into a fool. After she was dragged to the Ming army, a group of nuns came out of the city.

They were glad that they had escaped the disaster, and then they felt that this was not a good place, so they were ready to go to Samarkand to see if they could find noble people to build a temple for them.

The little nun was taken to the temporary garrison, and then smoke rose.

“Where have you been?”

Yang Xiong was never the one who was kind for no reason, so he sat on the ground and asked the little nun in a seemingly kind way.

The little nun was in the army and knew that she was a lamb to be slaughtered, so she had to bow her head.

“A lot of places.”

“What are there?”

His tone became a little heavier, and the little nun's eyes turned red, and then he choked and said, "There are so many...the Ming Dynasty... and Samarkand, Nuergandusi have also been there, and...and..."

Seeing her rubbing her eyes, someone next to her whispered: "Sir, it's so pitiful!"

The little nun looked very pitiful. Yang Xiong looked up slightly and recalled, "When I followed Emperor Wen to the north, I was almost shot into the vital point by a woman. From then on, there were no more women and children in my eyes."

Yang Xiong said calmly, but those who know the battle formation know the dangers contained in it.

The little nun sobbed and told him about where he had been, and Yang Xiong finally asked about the situation in Samarkand.

"...They...they are so fierce, so many people..."

The little nun burped and said, "I often come out to run horses, and... and very powerful armor, all wrapped around, and there are big tubes..."

"Big tube?"

Yang Xiong gained the most valuable information, and later ate some barbecue, and led his army back.

At the same time, the black thorns that were hiding from the pursuit soldiers on the grassland had already passed Yiliba, but they were walking in another direction.

They suffered a lot of hardships during the evasion along the way, but the number of people was very small, but the number of war horses was much smaller.

Most of the war horses could not survive the trek of this intensity and then turned into food from the mouths of these people.

Wang Yan chewed the jerky horse meat, put down the telescope and said, "After passing here, they will definitely not dare to chase after you."

Chen Deng looked back and saw that his subordinates were murm and the prisoners of war were also murm, and he said, "Sir, why don't we go to Yili to defeat the Licheng in Grass Valley?"

Wang Yan shook his head and said, "If there is a line between the two sides, then Yili will be the midpoint. Once this midpoint is broken, it will be the beginning of the war, so Yili will be able to survive. If not, do you really think that the Ming Dynasty's ranger is a waste?"

He looked ahead and said, "Detective Xiao Guwei hasn't come back yet, so I'll send someone to see it."

A few moments later, cavalry set out, but soon came back, and the number of people was much higher.

Xiao Guwei rode over happily, "Sir, I met a racquet."

When the two sides met, Wang Yan actually met Yang Xiong.

"Are you a big bear?"

Wang Yan recognized Yang Xiong, who was so majestic, and Yang Xiong also smiled silly when facing Wang Yan.

"Mr. Wang."

Wang Yan smiled and patted Yang Xiong on the shoulder and said, "Did you, the bear, actually lead the team to fight Grass Valley in person?"

Yang Xiong Han smiled and said, "No, the coalition forces are constantly testing. The meaning of the court in the same way is to suppress it firmly, so Hami frequently sends troops... Sir, are you?"

Yang Xiong saw those black thorns. As a fierce general on the battlefield, he could see at a glance that these people were not simple.

The rescued prisoners were dressed in chaos and looked pale and thin, not like the army.

Wang Yan whispered: "Just just rescued them from Samarkand, Meiergan was probably going crazy and kept sending pursuers."

Yang Xiong's honesty disappeared and said murderously: "How many of them are there?"

The two met in the Northern Expedition. At that time, Wang Yan killed people like a lot, which shocked Yang Xiong, who was arrogant and brave, so he pestered him to learn a few tricks.

Wang Yan said: "More than two thousand people have been pestering us, probably elites."

Seeing that Wang Yan was just under the command of less than a thousand people, Yang Xiong knew that the so-called elite was not simple, otherwise Wang Yan could drive away these pursuers with just one counterattack.

"Sir, get a handful?"

Wang Yan nodded and said, "I have also been holding back a lot of anger throughout the journey, and it just so happened that Yili was exhaling his anger."

When he saw the little nun, Wang Yan frowned. After Yang Xiong explained, he said, "This news... I will take her with me later and send it all the way to the capital."

The two of them talked about the situation after they left each other. Wang Yan was a little secret about his own affairs, and Yang Xiong did not ask questions until he waited for news about the scout.

"They are chasing."

Yang Xiong wanted to set up an ambush, but Wang Yan wanted to drive away his opponents upright.

"It's useless to set up ambush, those are veterans."

So when he saw the pursuers, Wang Yan, who had some advantage in Yang Xiong's troops, ordered an attack.

This time, Wang Yan gave up the tactics and rushed in side by side with Yang Xiong as an arrow, and then rushed out all the way.

The so-called elites are like mud in front of the two of them, and no matter how powerful their spiritual power is, they cannot stop the ending of failure.

Wang Yan probably had been holding his breath for a long time, so he was chased after defeating the enemy. He and Yang Xiong looked at people and questioned the prisoners of war.

Screams are endless, and the translation is constantly talking about the situation.

"...There are a lot of charming meat, and there are still some more things, but the food is a bit difficult, so many of them are farming."

"…There are many troops, and now even the troops are farming and grazing."
Chapter completed!