No matter what, this is also a great benefit to the Ming army.

Being able to defeat Sengge without bloodshed and capture him alive is the most cost-effective choice at the moment.

Of course, Li Dingguo would not miss such a good opportunity, so he immediately ordered to pursue him.

Liu Xingming and Hao Yaoqi personally volunteered to go out to fight.

In fact, these are nothing important. If hundreds of defeated soldiers cannot win, the Ming army will not need to open up the Silk Road. Just go home and sell sweet potatoes.

Sengge still didn't know that the danger was approaching him.

He thought he was safe and had escaped from the ascension, so he ordered to slow down.

This is not only for the sake of rest, but also for the mount under the crotch to get a breathing opportunity.

After all, no matter how nervous or tired a person is, he always rides a horse. The horse is different. Not only does he have to carry the person, but he also has to run wildly. A little bit of slackness will bring harsh beatings.

"Shank you, it seems that something is wrong."

In the end, it was a Junggar soldier who expressed his emotions implicitly.

"It seems that someone is chasing us. Khan, listen, is there any sound in the woods?"

"Hmm?" Sengge was stunned for a moment, and then he pricked up his ears and listened carefully.

Who knew that it was true, it seemed that someone was chasing them.

Oh my god, it’s not the Ming army, it’s not the chaotic army.

No matter which one it is, it is not what Sengge wants to see now.

He just wanted to run away as much as possible and ran back to Istanbul in one breath.

Although he didn't know if His Majesty Sultan would blame him, he had no other choice at the moment.

Sengge rolled over the horse, clamped his legs and ran wildly at a speed.

But the sound of horse hooves behind him became more and more obvious. It was obviously not the sound of his cavalrymen, but from afar.

Just listening to the sound of horse hooves, Sengge's heart was already half cold.

Because there are definitely more than a few hundred people coming here.

This is a huge momentum, my god.

Sengge tried hard to block his ears and tried to avoid being distracted, but in fact his thoughts were already beginning to be confused.

Almost all the personal soldiers were panicked, and some were even hung directly by tree branches to fall off the horse's back.

hiss.

Sengge gasped and realized that it was the critical moment.

In order to survive, his survival instinct was once again exposed.

He took out a dagger and stabbed it at the horse's feces door. This horse was obviously not as "obedient" as the last time.

After suffering severe pain, the horse neighed, then stood up its front hooves and threw Sengge down.

Sengge was unprepared and was thrown away far away, making screams.

Only then did the personal soldiers realize something was wrong and wanted to return to save the monk.

But a scene that made them very terrifying happened.

The Ming army's pursuers appeared in their sight.

What should I do now?

All Junggar soldiers were asking themselves this question.

Of course, it is not wrong to return to save Sengge, but this means they have to fight with the Ming army with real swords and guns.

Not to mention that the army has the advantage in terms of numbers, even if the forces on both sides are completely consistent, they are not opponents of the Ming army.

This has been proven.

All the soldiers of the Junggar know it well.

But if they didn't save Dahan and watched Sengge be captured, they felt unbearable.

But there is not much time left for them, and they must make a decision in a short time whether to save or not.

Sengge obviously didn't care about this anymore. He broke his leg and several ribs when he fell off the horse's back.

The pain in his heart at this moment made him roll constantly, hoping to relieve some of the pain.

But this is obviously futile.

The pain did not relieve the slightest amount of it.

On the contrary, the pain tends to amplify.

how so?

Sengge felt puzzled.

This beast is really a strong person and dares to throw it off the horse.

While he was whispering in his heart, he heard a sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer.

Sengge held his breath and wanted to shout for help, but his heart was already half cold when he looked up.

It turned out that the Junggar cavalry who had been running away with him had all escaped and disappeared.

Damn it!

Sengge directly cursed.

The road is far away and the horse's strength is revealed to people's hearts over time.

These guys were ruthlessly Junggars and were ruthlessly attracted by Sengge, and they betrayed Sengge without hesitation.

If he had known this, Sengge should have been a rich man after he came to Istanbul and would have thought about revenge the Ming army.

Now, he shot himself in the foot.

I can't look back anymore.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Sengge whistled to the sky to vent his anger.

But these were all futile. He knew very well that he had broken his leg and could not have run away from Ming Jun.

All of him simply closed his eyes and lay down on the ground as if he had accepted his fate waiting for someone to catch him.

"Mr., look, there seems to be someone lying on the ground in front of you."

During the Ming army's pursuit, a soldier's sharp-eyed eyes reported immediately.

"Um?"

Liu Xingming seemed to have noticed this too. He looked closely and found that it seemed that there was really someone in the distance.

"Catch it and take a look."

The Ming army quickly rode away, and found a person before approaching.

Who is this person not Sengge?

Liu Xingming once went to the King of Junggar and had a period of contact with Sengge.

Even if the monk turns into ashes, he can recognize it.

But I have to say that Sengge is indeed much more haggard now.

"Come on, take him off, tie him on the horse's back and take him away."

There is naturally nothing to be polite about Sengge.

Liu Xingming ordered directly.

As long as he captured the monk and handed it over to the King of Jin's Hall as soon as possible, Liu Xingming made his first contribution.

Although Liu Xingming is not the one who values ​​these secular contributions the most, it is always a good thing to make more contributions.

Liu Xingming has always hoped that he would be able to obtain a title independently one day instead of inheriting his father Liu Tichun's title.

He hopes that when others mention him, they are talking about him, not Liu Tichun's son.

And now it seems that he is getting closer and closer to this step

Seeing that Liu Xingming brought Sengge back to the camp, Hao Yaoqi was a little unhappy and said, "Your kid's luck is really good. There is only one fork in total, but you chose the right one."

If Liu Xingming chooses the right choice, it means Hao Yaoqi has chosen the wrong choice.

But he was actually used to it.

Except for the kind of things that can be solved by bravery, he basically messes up.

What's more, it's compared with a chosen son like Liu Xingming.
Chapter completed!