The First Tyrant of Daxia

Even though this was within the territory of Da Xia, he couldn't care less. The young master's order was to retrieve the baggage at all costs!

"Kill!"

Ten thousand roaring people, wearing white scarves on their heads, suddenly rushed down from the surrounding mountains, and the sound was deafening!

The Shenji Camp was well prepared.

Three thousand men drew their bows at the same time and shot from their horses sideways.

shhhhhh...

Arrows were flying all over the sky and arrived in an instant.

Puff, puff...

Body after body fell and rolled down the hillside.

But this still couldn't stop the madness of the White Flag Army. The 100,000 fully armed baggage almost became the lifeblood of the White Lotus.

"Leave the baggage behind and I will spare your life!"

The flag-gathering officer Mingchu roared and rode his horse to charge forward.

Mu Le showed disdain on his face, but still patiently rushed forward to fight with him, and fired a few feints.

But he didn't use his full strength at all, only 30% of his strength at most, otherwise Mu Le would have been afraid that he would have killed the general.

A lot of trouble!

He feigned defeat.

"retreat!"

"Everyone retreat!" Mu Le roared.

Immediately, the three thousand Shenji Battalion retreated as planned and simply threw away all the coffins.

"Hahaha, Xia Jun is such a coward!"

"Before I even started, I was scared away."

"What can their emperor use to fight our young master? Restoration is a matter of time!"

The general flag officer of the early Ming Dynasty had a serious expression on his face. He was not complacent but very anxious. Once his whereabouts were known by the army in Daxia, he would be surrounded.

"Quick, check the weapons and supplies in the coffin..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

All he heard was Mu Le's angry roar from afar.

"Remnants of the White Lotus Cult!"

"I will call for reinforcements now, let's see how you run!"

Hearing this, Mingchu felt a chill down his spine!

For a moment, he even forgot to check the weapons and supplies in the coffin.

He tightened the reins and roared, "All troops break out!"

"Take the carriage and reach the border quickly!"

"My lord, please meet us there!"

Tens of thousands of people screamed: "Yes!!"

Rumble!

Ten thousand people, carrying one hundred thousand pieces of baggage, raised up billowing yellow sand and began to risk their lives to break out to the border.

This place is very close to Shanhaiguan, and the line along Shanhaiguan is very long, so basically as long as you don't get entangled, you can break through.

"General, they broke through!"

"We've gone three miles already!" The scout ran towards Mu Le.

At this time, Mu Le did not flee, but hid behind a forest.

A bloodthirsty sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"very good!"

"Follow His Majesty's request, and follow us quickly. We will give the former Sui dog thief Yang Taian a good show of roasting suckling pig!"

The soldiers' faces lit up and they were extremely excited.

"Yes!"

"Mount!"

The three thousand Shenji Battalions quickly followed, coming and going freely like ghosts, transforming into flag-cutting vanguards on the battlefield, specializing in carrying out the most difficult tasks.

This was also one of the original intentions of Qin Yun when he first established the Shenji Camp.

Two hours of lightning speed.

The White Flag Army successfully tore through the defense line of the Yuzhou border, broke through Shanhaiguan, and fought their way out of the pass.

The countless coffins were extremely conspicuous and very heavy, but under the protection of the 10,000 White Flag Army, none of them were left behind and brought to the Gobi Desert.

The Gobi Desert is rugged and uneven.

Tens of thousands of troops have been standing in different directions, waiting in full vigilance, with as many as five flags!

"Young Master, Young Master!" someone suddenly exclaimed.

"It's a coffin!"

"These are the coffins that King Qing used to transport his weapons and supplies. There are a hundred... no, at least a thousand coffins!"

"Hahaha, the chief flag officer of the early Ming Dynasty succeeded. Congratulations."

Countless people dismounted, knelt down and said excitedly: "We congratulate you, my lord, for obtaining the baggage left behind by the Great Sui Dynasty."

"The great cause of restoration is just around the corner!!"

The sound is like waves, full of surprise.

A smile finally appeared on Yang Taian's heroic and cold face, as if bathed in a spring breeze, noble and proud.

At that moment, he seemed to see himself raising another 100,000 elite troops, breaking through Shanhaiguan, first taking Yuzhou, and heading straight for the grand ambition of the Central Plains!

He laughed out loud: "Hahaha, get up!"

"Everyone has made great contributions in this matter. When we return to the base camp, everyone will be credited with great achievements!"

"Yes!"

Tens of thousands of people roared, all with joy on their faces.

Mingchu dismounted and rushed over, panting: "My young master!"

"I have accomplished my mission and brought back the 100,000 pieces of baggage left by the former Qing King!"

Yang Taian was overjoyed and personally dismounted to help him up.

"Hahaha, get up!"

"Not bad!"

"As expected of you, the descendant of the Eighth Prince, a loyal minister of the Sui Dynasty."

"Someone, go check the coffin immediately to see what good things King Qing left for me."

"Yes!"

At the same time, on a slope a mile away, there were weeds and countless sand and rocks.

The three thousand men of the Shenji Camp lined up in a row, each holding a bow and arrow. The most terrifying thing was that the arrows were actually flaming.

They lay there in a solemn manner, their faces grim and murderous!

"General, why don't you take action?!"

"They went to check the coffin. Now is the best time. We must burn at least 10,000 White Flag soldiers to death!"

Mu Le gritted his teeth and punched the ground.

"Damn it, it's too far away, I can't see the face of that bastard Yang Taian!"

"It seems that the top leaders of the White Lotus Sect didn't get close to the coffins! What a pity!"

The deputy general frowned: "Then how about we wait a little longer?"

Mu Le was shocked: "No, strictly follow His Majesty's instructions!"

"Now, shoot!"

His eyes instantly flashed murderous intent!

"Shoot!" the deputy general shouted again.

Suddenly, three thousand men appeared at the same time, with three thousand flaming bows and arrows drawn and trembling.

All of it was ejected in just a moment.

It was raining fire from the sky.

shhhhhh...

The sound of breaking air is obvious.

The senior members of the White Lotus Sect and Yang Taian reacted quickly, their faces all changed: "Not good!"

"There's an enemy! Shield!!"

"Protect the young master!"

They reacted quickly and surrounded Yang Taian in an instant.

Tens of thousands of troops also leaned forward, causing a stir in the Gobi Desert.

Thousands of rockets were reflected in Yang Taian's pupils, and a sense of crisis made him explode.

next second.

Boom!

The arrow landed on the coffin, and a huge fire instantly ignited the sky, like a ferocious beast devouring the earth, turning the place into a sea of ​​fire in an instant.

"what!!"

The 10,000 White Flag Army soldiers responsible for the escort were quickly engulfed by the sea of ​​fire and did not even have time to react.

They cried out for their parents and rolled on the ground in great pain.

"help me!"

"Help me!! Ah!"

"No, my legs, my legs!"

The miserable howl pierced the sky.

Everything happens in just a moment.

Yang Taian's face suddenly turned the color of liver.

The chief flag officer of the early Ming Dynasty was stunned and felt cold all over.

"What's going on? What's going on?"

"How could there be such a big fire?!"

Yang Taian kicked him hard on the head: "What do you think?!"

"Firefighting!"

"My 100,000 bags of baggage cannot be lost!"

He roared madly, his eyes bulging.

At this moment, several White Lotus soldiers suddenly rushed out from the sea of ​​fire, shouting, "Fake, fake!"

"all fake!"

"There are no weapons or supplies inside. We've been deceived. Ah...!"

He screamed, fell to the ground, and was burned to ashes in an instant.

Upon hearing this, everyone's face turned pale!

Fallen into a trap?

Yang Taian was so angry that he was shaking and his eyes were bloodshot.

He screamed violently towards the sky: "Who is it, who is it!!"

A deep voice exploded.

Mu Le roared: "It's your grandfather!"

"His Majesty said that he would give you a roast suckling pig feast as a return gift, and your 100,000 elite troops and supplies from the Great Sui Dynasty. His Majesty gladly accepted it, haha!"