Hao Fenglou didn't say anything about his adjudication. After all, the future is safer. Now there is really nothing to do with his own business. Why even take the credit? He has to earn it with blood. If you are not careful, if you lose something, you will die outside Beijing. No matter how much the court will pay for it in the future, it will not be able to get his precious body.

The son of a daughter cannot sit in the hall, or the gentleman does not stand a dangerous wall. Most of these words are the Confucian scholars in later generations who faced difficulties and felt the danger of their lives. For example, when the Mongolians came, they put a knife on their necks, they read books for life, and had long forgotten the words of Kong said, Chengren and Meng said, "Meng said, "I will be fine." Without saying a word, they immediately knelt down and shouted long live the king. So they shave their heads and change their clothes, transformed themselves into Yuanchen and Jinchen, but they couldn't help but feel unwilling to do so.

Wen Tianxiang felt uncomfortable when he thought about Shi Kefa, so he thought about it carefully and quoted the scriptures. Finally, his eyes lit up and he swaggered out the words of the son of a thousand gold or a gentleman who did not stand under a dangerous wall. Suddenly, his face was shining. Look, look, look, good birds choose trees to live on, but the son of a thousand gold cannot sit in the hall. A fool like Shi Kefa doesn't even want his own body and hair. If he violates filial piety, a gentleman will not stand under a dangerous wall. Wen Tianxiang is obviously not a gentleman, but clearly a villain.

The thoughts of these people are the most abominable. Confucius and Mencius's knowledge does not matter whether it is good or bad. However, scholars in later generations always distort their scriptures for their own selfish desires, and eventually form countless scoundrels. However, Hao Fenglou likes such scoundrels very much. After he puts himself in, he is not greedy for life and fears death, and he is clearly a gentleman. Of course, it is not that he is a gentleman. Only those despicable villains rush in front of him foolishly, scaring... he deserves to die.

The others had no objection. Naturally, everyone was ready.

King Zhao looked eager to try and seemed very excited. At this time, he ordered people to wear armor. When Hao Fenglou disappeared, he couldn't help but look around and asked, "Where has Hao Fenglou been?"

The man said, "It seems to be heading to Zuoying."

King Zhao couldn't help but be angry and said, "Sooner or later, they will die in the hands of women."

In fact, the Zuoying was the people from the palace who came out to help with the war. A group of palace maids, eunuchs and others also changed into martial arts uniforms. Standing on the city wall, it was nothing more than a strong momentum. Occasionally, it was also responsible for handling some injuries. The leader was the Princess of Jing. In fact, such a thing might be unimaginable in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, but now it is different. Empress Ma of Taizu was also a heroine. As for Empress Xu today, when she was the Princess of Yan, a 500,000 army of the Southern Army besieged Peiping, she personally led her female relatives to climb the city tower to help with the war. At this time, the city of Beijing was in danger. It was nothing to help with the war. This was also the tradition of the old Zhu family. When women were strong, they were often more sharp. On the contrary, a group of emperors who were enclosed, most of whom seemed a little dull compared to Hongwu and Yongle.

Hao Fenglou went there for the past two days and pretended to be visiting the wounded, but in fact he was thinking, but others didn't know, but King Zhao knew.

King Zhao felt angry and muttered a few more words. Finally, he had to smile bitterly and become his own wise king.

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Mahamu didn't sleep well these two nights.

Things are terrible, terrible.

The disastrous defeat of Chaoyangmen caused the Oirat to suffer a heavy blow, which Mahamu could not accept. The Oirat was a tribe formed in the form of a alliance of tribes. Although Mahamu was the nominal leader, there were not necessarily no challengers inside. He could still suppress it in normal times, but now, he has suffered a heavy blow and the voices of doubt have arisen.

Mahamu is now in a state of turmoil. He has bets on all his bets, but now... it seems that he will lose everything.

At the same time, the challengers are not only from the inside, but also from the outside. Although the Tatars were all allying with the Oirat, they are now preserving their strength. What is the plan for what they are doing? In fact, everyone is tacitly aware of it. It is nothing more than that, even if we work together to do a big vote, in the future, we will still have to break up and decide who is the master of the grassland. Since the future competition is inevitable, the Oirat has suffered heavy damage now. Even if we can plunder Peking, defeat the main force of the Ming army, and even capture the Emperor of Ming, what can we do? At that time, the stolen goods are uneven, and we will inevitably fight. Only strength is the guarantee of the stolen goods. Without strength, we will be afraid that we will be in a short time and we will also make wedding dresses for others.

Thinking of this, Mahamu felt chilling. Although he had agreed with the Tatars to attack the city tomorrow, he was still worried and paced back and forth in the tent with great worries. The carbon pots in the tent flickered and disappeared, and even his face became light and darker.

Ye Xian started to fire, knowing what his grandfather was worried about, so he couldn't help but comfort him: "Grandfather, as long as he took down Beijing, he would lose so many warriors, and the Tatars were not worth worrying. They really wanted to stab the knife in the back. Although we were severely injured, we were definitely not lambs that could be slaughtered. They had the ability, even if they came."

Mahamu stopped, sat down, sighed, and said, "But... my grandfather was still thinking about something. He saw the power of the Ming army the day before yesterday. I suddenly thought that from now on, the days when we went south to capture Grass Valley will be gone forever... Haha... Our ancestors, our ancestors, have been doing this for generations, and have been engaged in business for hundreds of years. Now it seems that they are going to be cut off from the hands of our incompetent descendants. Yesen, two thousand Ming troops can fight our most elite cavalry with a group of broken copper and iron, and fight ten, ah... This time, we have plundered wealth. If the Ming Dynasty stands up again, when you come to command the Oirat in the future, remember my words, don't be enemies and surrender. After this battle, you can't fight again."

Ye couldn't help but frown. Most of the things that my grandfather instilled in himself were how to deal with the Ming Dynasty and restore the glory of his ancestors. But today, this ambitious grandfather is another situation.

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from outside: "Enemy attack, enemy attack, Han barbarians attack!"

Mahamu was startled by this voice. He thought that the Ming emperor was coming back so quickly that the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Ming Dynasty had already returned. If so, it would have been a real disaster.

He rushed out of the tent with a look of earth, grabbed a guard and asked, "Where did the enemy attack come from? Where did the man goon come from?"

"Beijing, Beijing..."

Mahamu breathed a sigh of relief.

There are so many people in Beijing, and they are fine with the help of the urn, but they have no reason to be afraid of taking the initiative.

Thinking of this, Mahamu shouted: "Come on, fight!"

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The horn trumpet started to blow...resounded through the earth...

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There were indeed countless sounds of horse hooves coming from the city of Beijing. The sounds of horse hooves were thousands. Judging from the sound, it seemed a bit messy.

At this time, both the Oirat and the Tatars calmed down from the initial panic. Countless warriors rushed out of the tent, pulled out their weapons, and pulled their own horses into the horse circle. Then they raised their long swords one by one and went out with awesomeness.

"The dog dares to attack them at night and kill them."

"revenge!"

"Kill them all!"

All these people's eyes were red. The heavy injury the day before yesterday made them hold their breath, but now they are all out of control, and all their eyes are red.

In the darkness, the torrent of countless iron cavalry gathered, without any orders, all spontaneously rushed towards the direction of the Ming army.

The teeth were almost broken.

These men dared to take the initiative, and according to judgment, only a few thousand people dared to come and provoke. Is this really a man who bullies the desert?

Dada dada...

Ten thousand horses gallop.

The two sides are getting closer and closer, and countless people gathered into a torrent and rushed over with an irresistible momentum.

wrong……

At this time, someone felt something was wrong.

Because the other party did have many mules and horses, and they all ran wildly in their direction, but... but why are there only horses but no one?

That's right, there are only horses, no one, and each horse carries several huge packages, which are wrapped in quilts, tight and airtight.

I ran over quickly but found that there was no opponent, which made people feel a little confused.

But soon some people noticed that these mules and horses were shocked. Even with thousands of troops in front, they were running around like crazy. After a closer look, they found that many mules and horses were covered in blood. Not only that, behind them, there seemed to be a long line, and there seemed to be a small flame rushing at the end of the line.

Chih...

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