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Jin Mumu hesitated for a moment, then a fierce look flashed across his face, and he said hatefully: "Don't worry about him, let's retreat quickly!"

He knew very well that if he chose to attack Lin An at this time, there would not be enough time to retreat, and Lin An's combat power was too abnormal. If things went wrong, this guy might be able to hold back their army of hundreds of thousands by himself!

If you don't make a decision when you should, you will suffer the consequences! Jin Mumu still understands this principle.

As a result, the Wala army retreated quickly, especially when they passed by Lin An, who was already at the end of his strength, they stayed far away from him, as if they had seen a devil.

Lin An looked at the retreating Wala soldiers with cold eyes, his eyes still as fierce as those of a tiger or wolf. He slowly let out his last breath until he was sure that those people had left. Suddenly, a deep sense of powerlessness surged into his heart, and then he felt that the world in front of him began to spin. He seemed to see someone running towards him. That person looked somewhat familiar, and at the same time, there were voices calling out to him.

"Xiao Lin!"

"Master Hou!"

The voice sounded very familiar. Lin An wanted to respond, but his eyes went dark and he lost consciousness.

Xu Da rushed forward frantically. God knew how happy he was when he saw Lin An standing there alive. But when he saw Lin An seemed to smile at them and his body collapsed with a loud bang, his heart was suddenly gripped with fear.

He hurriedly ran to Lin An and picked him up. The next moment, seeing his pale face, he burst into tears. His howling sounded like thunder in the world.

Zhu Di had to remain calm. He felt Lin An's pulse and found it was still beating steadily. Lin An only looked weak, but was actually very healthy. Suddenly, he raised his head and looked around, only to see piles of corpses and blood spreading to the sky, which made his heart tremble.

Zhu Di swallowed hard, his face extremely shocked! Then he patted the wailing Xu Da and said, "Uncle Xu, don't cry, the Marquis is fine!"

Xu Da didn't care about that and continued to cry: "What's wrong? You are just lying with your eyes open. Xiaolin's face is so pale. I'm sorry for Miaojin, and I'm sorry for the trust placed in me by His Majesty and the Queen..."

He cried so sadly that there was no trace of the eight-foot strong man who led the army with great power and killed people like crazy.

Zhu Di was helpless, but he could also understand Xu Da's mood at the moment. It was not until Xu Miaojin came over with a stern face that looked a bit like her sister Xu Miaoyun that Xu Da became more sober. Then, according to Zhu Di's instructions, he took the pulse and confirmed that he was strong. Then he asked a reliable military doctor to take a look. After getting the double assurance, he felt relieved and a happy expression returned to his face.

Zhang Wensheng, Liu Jingang and Xu Zengshou, with more than a thousand elite troops, escorted Lin An to the rear area for recuperation. The main force of the Ming army then headed towards Taiyuan Prefecture.

Xu Da's meaning was very simple. Lin An risked his life to kill Chen Jian. Now he was leading an army of 150,000 and was determined to capture Jin Mumu completely. Otherwise, he would have no face to face the emperor, empress, and all the civil and military officials in the court.

……

Yesudier looked at the soldiers reporting with a heavy face. He listened to it several times in a row. Finally, he could not bear it any longer. He suddenly overturned the table in front of him to the ground, looked at the man viciously, and said coldly:

"Are you kidding me, you bastard? Do I think you're that easy to fool? Hundreds of thousands of people surrounded one person, and not only did they fail to harm him, but they killed thousands of them in return. In the end, he even escaped unscathed. Are you telling me a myth?"

Having said this, he seemed to feel even more angry. He walked up to the man and grabbed his collar. With such great strength, he actually lifted the man up. The veins on the back of his hand were throbbing, and he said viciously:

"Is this just an excuse for Jin Mumu's strategic failure? I'm telling you, don't give me any other excuses. I don't believe there are such perverted people in the Ming Dynasty!"

The man was so frightened that he was shaking all over. Especially when the towering storm above his head came in waves, he felt like he was falling into an ice cave. The breath of death enveloped him completely.

He stammered, "Khan, I'm not lying about military intelligence. Everyone witnessed it with their own eyes. So many brothers died, and hundreds of thousands of them participated in that one-sided massacre. There's absolutely no reason to fabricate this..."

Perhaps because he was afraid that Yesüder would not believe him, the man almost cried out in exhaustion.

At this moment, after hearing this, Yesudiel slowly calmed down. He suddenly thought of the valley battle that Wang Baobao mentioned. It is true that one does not feel the pain unless it happens to oneself. Now Yesudiel is feeling so much pain.

After a long while, he waved his hand and said weakly, "Alright, you can leave now!"

The man retreated hastily.

Yesüder was depressed for a while, but soon cheered up. Chen Jian was gone, and now hundreds of thousands of Wala soldiers were besieged in Taiyuan Prefecture. The town that was originally an enemy town has now become a cage that trapped them.

If the battle between the hundreds of thousands of Wala soldiers and Jinmumu was over, he would instantly fall from being the tribal leader with the greatest hope of replacing the Yuan court to a powerless person. He couldn't believe how severe the revenge the Wala tribe would eventually bring!

Thinking of this, Yesüdiel swallowed hard, and an indescribable look of horror flashed across his eyes.

To be honest, after calming down, he believed the previous man's report.

What Chen Jian and the more than 500 elite soldiers had to do was die at the hands of Lin An. The two times would definitely not be so similar.

Hearing this, Yesudier took a deep breath and shouted, "Someone come!"

Da da da--

Immediately, someone walked in quickly, bowed, and said, "Khan!"

Yesüder ordered, "Send the Khan's order. Gather all the soldiers of the Oirat. I will lead the army myself!"

When that person heard this, his expression suddenly changed. All the soldiers of the Oirat were gathered, and even Yesüder Khan was going to lead the army in person. Could it be that the situation had become so bad?

At this moment, the man's inner horror can be imagined. Just a few days ago, the front was still reporting victory after victory, and the entire tribe was filled with jubilation. Now, just a few days later, it has become like this...

The man took a deep breath and quickly bowed, saying, "I'll go and pass on the order right away!"

After saying that, he left in big strides.

Looking at the man's receding back, Yesudier sighed deeply, and then his expression gradually became firm, and then a fierce and fierce light flashed across his face.

"Lin An, let me see how strong you are!"

Phew——

The wine glass in Yesüder's hand shattered with a sound. Even though the fragments scratched Yesüder's hand and blood kept gushing out, he didn't care at all. His eyes were like those of a tiger or wolf, as if emitting a deep light.

……

Nanjing Imperial City

Zhu Yuanzhang was reviewing memorials when Zhu Biao suddenly came hurriedly and placed the front-line battle report on the table with a complicated expression.

Zhu Yuanzhang was about to take it, but he saw Zhu Biao's strange expression and asked, "Biao'er, what happened?"

Zhu Biao shook his head and wanted to speak, but paused, as if he was about to say something, and then said, "Father, please take a look at it yourself. I am not in a position to explain it."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, thinking that Lin An or the fourth son Zhu Di had an accident. His hand holding the battle report couldn't help but tremble. However, when he opened the battle report and glanced at the contents, he was suddenly stunned.

After a while, he slowly raised his head and looked at Zhu Biao with a strange expression, confirming again and again: "Is this really a battle report, not a fairy tale?"