The scouts continued to report.
The cavalry cooperated with the scouts to fight.
Along the way, he controlled all the tribes.
If the Tartar soldiers are found, they will be annihilated.
The Great Ming Army quickly and accurately approached Benyashili.
The closer they got to their destination, the more troops the Tartars had. There were not only small teams, but also teams of thousands of people.
But without exception, they were all annihilated by the Ming army.
All of this proved that Benyashili was really not far away!
"As expected, Little Fox was right. Benyashili wasn't set up, but was really nearby. These Tartar soldiers saw the Ming army fleeing in a panic, and it wasn't an act.”
"Fortunately, I attacked decisively and did not miss this opportunity.”
Zhu Di couldn't help but look at Zhu Zhanhe, who looked like he had nothing to live for.
"This time, it was all thanks to Zhan He."
"This grandson of mine is good at everything, but he's too tired and doesn't want to show himself…"
Old Master, are you done yet? Why are you still staring at me? Didn't you see the anger in Zhu Zhanji's eyes?
F * ck, the old man wouldn't want to use me as a whetstone to sharpen Zhu Zhanji's sharp blade, right?
What the f * ck? What kind of word was that? What did he mean by 'f * ck'? Reliance?
And whetstones? Fast blade?
Where did this come from?
Brat, I'm obviously close to you.
Why don't you understand my good intentions? Instead, you interpret it so excessively every time…I'm so angry.
Zhu Di's face darkened.
At this moment,
"Report!"
The sound of galloping horses broke the silence.
"Wang Qi! The flag of the Tartar Khan is thirty miles to the right!”
The scout's mournful voice sounded.
Tartar? Benyashili?
How was this possible?
Zhu Zhanji was stunned and revealed an expression of disbelief.
He was the one who had said that Benyashri had set up a trap in front of the soldiers. If it was proven that it was not a trap, then his reputation…
"This must be a trap!"
Zhu Zhanji thought firmly.
"The news is true! Zhan He's judgment was not wrong!"
Zhu Di's eyes lit up.
It was useless to find him now. Ben Yashili must have run away.
Unless they immediately abandoned their supplies and led the cavalry of the 3,000 Battalion to chase after them, they might still be able to catch up.
However, Yours Truly would be exhausted from the long journey.
I hope he doesn't chase after me. Even if he does, it's best if I stay.
"Hmm?"
Zhu Di was stunned.
"That's right, why didn't I think of that?”
"I was worried that it was a trap, so I played it safe.”
"Along the way, there were at least eight thousand cavalrymen killed by our Great Ming."
"The total number of soldiers in Benyashili is about thirty thousand.”
"A third of our strength has already been lost.”
"The facts have proven that there was no trap at all. In the end, I was still a little too cautious.”
"If I had listened to the little fox earlier, I might have already captured Ben Yashili.”
"But…"
"How can this kid be so sure that there are no ambushes along the way?”
"Could it be that his strategy has already reached such a level?”
Zhu Di regained his composure and smiled.
"Children, let's go!"
"I will take you to capture the Great Khan of Tartar alive!”
Zhu Di whipped the horse, and the horse galloped forward.
Zhu Zhanhe sat on the horse's back and felt all sorts of bumps.
That damned old fox actually tied my horse and his horse together. How afraid is he that I will run away and not die on the battlefield?
If I was really a sickly person, I would really be killed by an old fox like you…Ouch, my butt.
Zhu Di suddenly turned his head and stared at Zhu Zhanhe. His bloodshot eyes gave Zhu Zhanhe a fright.
Then, Zhu Di raised his sword.
Old Master wouldn't want to kill someone, right?
But in the next moment,
Zhu Di's saber cut the rope between him and Zhu Zhanhe's horses.
"Brat, be careful on the battlefield. Protect yourself well and don't die.”
"After we win this battle, grandpa will treat you to a drink!”
I don't want anything that isn't nectar. No, I seem to be weak and sickly. I can't drink.
Moreover, the old master insisted on letting me go to the battlefield. I haven't even taken revenge yet. Dream on.
Zhu Zhanhe pursed his lips behind his back.
Zhu Di didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
This little brat, he still disliked Grandfather's wine? Alright, when you return with a great victory this time, Grandpa will give you an official position.
At that time, his precious grandson would not be angry.
Haha, I'm so smart.
Thinking of this,
The corners of Zhu Di's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly. Then, like an arrow leaving the bow, he charged towards the front of the team.
Zhu Di shouted at all the soldiers,""Leave all the supplies here. Infantry, follow behind. Three thousand cavalry units, each with three horses, bring three days 'worth of rations and charge with me!”
"Capture Benyashili alive!" Zhu Di waved his saber and shouted.
"Capture Benyashili alive!"
"Capture Benyashili alive!"
"Capture him alive…"
All the soldiers shouted.
The soldiers sharpened their blades, and the generals 'eyes were bloodshot.
In their eyes, Benyashili in the west was not a Tartar man, but an enemy and a credit!
Fortunately, Benyashili's main force was still thirty miles away. Otherwise, Benyashili would have run away with the old man's shout.
The mocking voice in his heart made Zhu Di's face turn red.
This stinky brat, a dog's mouth could not spit out ivory.
Eh, it seems like I'm being scolded as well…
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