If there is a comeback

"Ridiculous..." Alslen smashed his bow and arrow to the ground. After listening to the report of this battle, he really felt absurd, "Our army lost two flags, and the opponent only had one flag. Eight Banners, I really want to ask, what’s going on with you.” Arslen looked angrily at the Mongolian soldiers standing in the cold wind, “A winter day is about to pass, we have lost many cattle and sheep, and now we have lost More people! Without cattle and sheep, we can’t survive, so we have to rob. Without people, our ethnic group will be cut off here, so we can’t hurt people! But, to survive, there must be sacrifices!!! Look You, people with a banner, just made you like this, this king asked you, if you are going to starve to death, or go with this king to capture the great rivers and mountains in the Central Plains!!!”

The Mongolian soldiers were shivering in the cold wind, and the cattle and sheep carried by the army let out a low cry. . .

They looked at each other, and finally one after another raised their arms and shouted: "Khan, I'll wait, follow Khan, follow Khan!!!"

The sound of shouting breaks through the sky, and in the twilight setting sun, it looks weird and bloody. This should be the instinct to survive, but it is lost in nature. It is destined that this ethnic group is born brave, but it is also destined that he will not last long . . .

Juyongguan

Ye Gucheng arrived at Juyong Pass on March [-]th, and Yumen Pass was half a day away, but it was too late. . . .

"The Supreme Emperor, Yumen was captured by Mongolia on the 17th..." Guarding Juyongguan is another general named Zhao Chuang, who has been guarding Juyongguan for [-] years. . .

Ye Gucheng rubbed the center of his brows. He was driven out of the capital without any rest. He didn't expect that Arslen would attack in advance. . .

"How about Yang Yong, the guard of Yumen Gate?" Ye Gucheng's voice pierced Zhao Chuang's heart sharply. . .

"...General Yang, died in battle...the body was hung on the city wall of Yumen Pass...it was horrible." Zhao Chuang felt sad, "I have a friendship with him for more than ten years... even his corpse can't be saved ..."

"..." Ye Gucheng was silent for a while, and he said to Zhao Chuang, "This time, I swear to destroy Mongolia."

"Your Majesty, this old man is not talented, so recommend yourself as a forward!" Zhao Chuang knelt down on one knee, with the flames of hatred shining in his eyes, "Mongols frequently plundered the people of our Central Plains, burned, killed and looted, men robbed them as slaves, and women robbed them. ...to be a concubine...We and Mongolia will never die, please allow me to lead the vanguard."

Ye Gucheng stood up and solemnly supported Zhao Chuang with his hands: "General, you are serious. This time, I will go to the front and take the head of Arslen, and sacrifice the souls of the soldiers who died at Yumenguan... and this is the way to come." Comfort my father's spirit in heaven!" It was rare for Ye Gucheng to say so many words, but it was even more heartbreaking. . .

When Zhao Chuang heard this, his heart was shocked, "If there is a leader like this, why should our army be invincible!" But Zhao Chuang still struggled and knelt down again, "The Supreme Emperor, Zhao Chuang is a rough man, but he still knows that you can't go to the battlefield! "

Ye Gucheng was taken aback for a moment, but he still helped Zhao Chuang up again: "General..." He was about to say something more, when the sound of a goshawk came from outside the window, Ye Gucheng's face remained unchanged, but he opened the window immediately, and took the goshawk out of the window. When he was captured, there was indeed a piece of sheepskin tied to Goshawk's leg. He took off the sheepskin and wrote: "14 million, [-]." . .

Others would not be able to understand these two figures, but if Arslen saw it himself, he would be shocked. One to one hundred and forty thousand is all the troops he can control now, and these forty thousand. . .

Ye Gucheng let Goshawk go. There were indeed Ye Gucheng's spies in Mongolia, but there was no one named Yunhu. . .As for Yunhu's intentions, we can only determine from this person's actions, he must be someone who can get close to Arslen. . .Banner owner, subordinates, or servants could all be friends or foes. . .

The author has something to say: Yunhu is from Dongmeili...

The writing of 23333 is a bit tangled, the city owner will go to the battlefield. . .

The owner probably. . .I'll see when I let him play some roles 23333

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