Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

Outside the city, the caravan selling horses has completed the status change of the army.

The prisoners of war each received a parcel when they left the city and slung their backs on their backs.

The package contains three days' worth of dry food and a water sac, and the rest is up to personal good fortune.

As soon as everyone got on the horse, the flame inside rose.

Outside the city, you can only see some information through the doorway blocked by the cart.

Then Wang Yan and Xiao Guwei rushed out one after another.

As soon as he came out, Wang Yan shouted: "Withdraw! Leave now!"

He and Xiao Guwei also took a burden, and after hurriedly mounted, a team of more than two hundred people, almost four hundred horses, started.

"Ma Song!"

Zhao Xing finally shouted at the city, and then followed the brigade and began to accelerate.

He knew that Ma Song would probably never be able to get out again, and he was a little sad.

But the people in Black Thorn didn't see Cai Hu come out. Someone asked Xiao Guwei who came out last.

Xiao Guwei didn't answer, his face was a little ugly.

The black thorns put aside their doubts, and then divided more than ten horses from left to right to investigate the situation of the enemy troops coming out of other city gates.

Wang Yan had already forgotten Cai Hu's death. He knew that the rescue operation had been initially successful, and the rest would depend on luck.

...

The tall and magnificent palace couldn't attract the interest of Wei Er Gan, so he stepped off the throne and paced in the palace.

The officials who rushed over were all in anger, but the officials who were suspected of taking revenge on the assassination of the civil official were filled with righteous indignation.

"They must have been assassinated by the Ming army!"

A civil official vowed: "Yes, those Ming troops are just to disrupt the order in the city. Let us pay attention to these, and then they can take the opportunity to rescue the prisoners of war."

This is a verdict!

And it is justified and justified!

Normally everyone should agree with this analysis, but Meierqian turned around and took a look. What he saw was vague, but what he felt was ambiguous.

With more manpower, factions or small groups will naturally be divided into different categories. Wouldn't it be better for everyone to stay together to keep warm!

But the consequence of such a small group is that everything is right or wrong, but to distinguish between enemy and self.

This will make this large group lose its combat effectiveness, and over time, infighting will continue to occur.

Internal friction!

Meier sighed in his heart, but he was helpless!

He integrated the various forces of Halle, at the cost of some indigestion.

Indigestion, no matter how strong the action is to straighten out the relationship, the price is mostly vomiting and diarrhea.

The dry noodles of Meier paced up as sinking as water.

He turned and was about to sit down, when someone came outside.

This is a cavalry, wearing a leather jacket, which is a portrayal of attacking without preparation.

Mei Erqian didn't care about it, he valued the result more.

The cavalry's face was ruddy, no, it was very ruddy, even sweat stains could be seen.

Meier held the hilt of the short sword dry, trying to find a look of joy on the face of the cavalry, but was a little disappointed.

All he saw was horror.

"Wang, it's Ming's army."

Meier squeezed the hilt tightly, and the officials stopped their intrigue, and even a military commander couldn't help but yelled over and asked: "Where are they? Have you killed them all?"

The Cavalry's cheeks were trembling, and his eyes were panic.

Meier said warmly: "Speak clearly."

The cavalry was encouraged. He blinked and said nervously, "Wang, Mingren ran away. They are here to save the captives. They are very powerful. One person can defeat ten of us. Very powerful, very powerful... "

He was actually praising the enemy!

Those military commanders looked at the cavalry who didn't know that they had committed a serious mistake with unkind expressions, while the civilian officials were thinking about it and began to analyze the ins and outs of this matter.

The cavalry continued: "We have caught up to them, but Mingren poured fuel on the city gate and set fire to it, which immediately blocked our way."

The hall was very quiet. Everyone knew that Meier was going crazy.

"go on."

Meier's tone was calm, as if asking about the recipes of the banquet to be held in the afternoon.

The cavalry also felt that it was not quite right, but under everyone's attention, they had to bite the bullet and said, "They ran away."

Yes, when he came to report the letter, the Ming army had disappeared, so he was also confused about many things.

A general asked: "Did the fire seal the city gate?"

The cavalry shook his head, and the general said angrily: "Why don't you go around from the side?"

The cavalry aggrieved: "The sides are all blocked by carts, so people can only leave, and the horses can't get out."

What do the sergeants without horses go out for?

To die?

Deathly silence!

Meiergan was in the mood to watch the reaction of the officials at this moment, and he was even guessing what they thought at this moment.

The silence was long, and Meier simply analyzed the classification of these small groups and the degree of threat to him.

The cavalry who came to report felt a little unbelievable. When he wanted to come, the Ming army actually sent a small group of troops to infiltrate the city of Samarkand to rescue the prisoners, which would be a great shame to the people in the temple.

It's a shameful shame... shouldn't we retaliate immediately?

Chase it down!

Sending a large group of cavalry to hunt down is the kingly way.

A military commander finally couldn't help saying: "King, we should chase them down right away!"

Another general also vowed: "King, the prisoners will not be able to run for long. We only need to send cavalry to bite them, at most for half a day. After lunch, they are like wild dogs fleeing and being intercepted. They will kneel. Come down and pray for our forgiveness."

When the cavalry heard this, he realized that he had missed the important news. He twitched his left face. Taking advantage of the opportunity of a few generals to stop talking, he said: "Wang, Ming is pretending to be a caravan selling war horses. Brought hundreds of horses."

Several generals looked at each other, and the one who spoke first said: "King, here is Harleh. We are constantly supplemented by horses, and their horses will continue to weaken. It will take two days, up to three days."

Meier nodded and said, "Go, there are more than two hundred of them, you take three thousand cavalry, find them, life and death!"

The general happily responded, and then walked away.

The Ming army has more than one hundred people, plus less than three hundred prisoners of war. It only takes one charge, and the Ming army will experience what it means to be crowded and powerful!

Meiergan made arrangements, and the expressions of the courtiers became lighter.

"Wang, there are no big figures among those prisoners of war, and leaving them is just to let the world see Halle's bravery."

A civil official said loudly and forcefully: "Those charming people will know this soon~www.wuxiaspot.com~ They will despise us, so we must keep those Ming troops."

All these Zhuer men knew that from the time when the important minister was assassinated, he had been forbearing without much fanfare to investigate. The purpose was just to conceal it, not to let the meat charm that has arrived despise Harleh.

Those **** guys!

Meiergan sneered in his heart, knowing that the charming flesh would probably taunt secretly.

But who cares!

"King, the messenger of the meat fan wants to see you."

Meier's dry complexion turned blue. He sat back and said, "Let him in."

Later, the messenger came in. After he saluted, he said in surprise: "Dear King Halle, I just heard that there is a rebellion in the city, so I was anxious and worried that my allies would have problems."

This is a tentative question, a bit rude.

Mei'er said calmly: "The Ming army sent out spies and set fire to the city gate and rescued some prisoners who were cleaning the city."

Spy, this is to show that there are few people, just sneaking around.

Setting fire is to prove Mingren's timidity and disguise.

Some prisoners, this was telling the messenger that there was probably an incognito person among Mingren's prisoners. This was not a mistake, it was just a fluke.

The meat fan messenger was satisfied when he got the news. Before he left, he asked enthusiastically: "Dear King Hallie, do you need great meat fan warriors to attack? They will bring back the enemy's head and hang it on the city gate. It was blown dry by the wind."

Meier said dryly: "Harleh never lacks warriors."

This was a decline, and the messenger retired immediately.

Meier's dry expression was calm, but the blue veins on the back of the hand holding the hilt of the sword.

He looked at the courtiers with different looks and said, "Go, clean up."

After everyone went out, a cold light flashed, and a dagger came out of its sheath.

"madness!"