Ming dynasty grand dude

Above the court, the old Duke also spoke for himself many times to resist those clear currents...

How could Tang Bohu not know all these things? !

The convoy rumbled forward, and the temporary armor leaders got the news and did not dare to slow down at all.

The team was actually faster than before when accelerating, and arrived at the reserved camping point.

Under the shouting and commanding of the Zhang family's old soldiers and Wu Juzi, the old, young and weak women got out of the car and walked up the mountainside.

Xiong Lieshan, Cheng Xiao, Zhang Long, Zhang Meng, etc. have already arrived, and began to plan the temporary city wall according to the terrain.

The refitted chariots and horses were gathered together and joined together with mortise and tenon joints, forming a small city surrounded temporarily.

The young and strong dug trenches in front of the carriage and threw the floating soil onto the door panel of the carriage.

Old people and women call mountain springs from the nearby mountain streams and pour them on the floating soil to prevent the opponent from using fire attacks...

The tents in the camp were erected one by one, and Fang Xinzhi led the familiar people and began to unload the grain and fodder to direct the cooking of porridge and picking wild vegetables.

The old guard team has all dispersed to investigate, and everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.

The Jin Yiwei who was unconscious finally woke up, and Grandpa Zhang is now sitting in the carriage in the temporary ward.

Pressing down on the stake of the Jin Yiwei who was struggling to get up and salute, he said in a deep voice, "It's hard work! After I go back, I will ask for your credit in front of His Majesty!"

Hearing the young man's words, the stump who had suffered three arrows and two knives and ran to the camp immediately burst into tears.

"Young master! Seven brothers were marked, all of them died in battle! The Tatars cut off their heads and hung them on horses!"

With red eyeballs, the voice trembled: "Mark...mark..."

"I will try my best to tour the corpses of those brothers after the battle, and I will chop off seventeen heads and return to you to give you an account!"

Young Master Zhang looked at the pile, and he was as serious and sincere as Danfeng Taohua: "Your brother's compensation, I will order someone to handle it!"

"After I go back, I will suggest to His Majesty that your brothers' heirs can study in specialized schools and arrange their family's livelihood!"

Hearing the young man's words, the young man was stunned for a moment, and then rolled down from the hospital bed regardless of his struggle.

Kowtowing to the little prince with "Bang bang bang...", that sound sounded like a sad wolf: "Biaoxia... kowtow to the little prince on behalf of my brother!!"

"Get up, take care of your wounds!"

Young Master Zhang helped him up, let him lie back on the hospital bed, looked at him and nodded: "Your name is Xie Yutian, right?! I remember it!"

"Take care of it well, it will be of great use in the future..."

After leaving the house, the young man was found by the old soldiers at home. Xiong Lieshan and others were holding a pre-war meeting.

It's just that they are still quite controversial about whether they should have a head-on confrontation with the Tatars in advance.

"How sure are you?!" Zhang Xiaogong raised his head and asked Zhang Long, who advocated fighting first.

But Zhang Long pondered for a while, and said in a low voice: "If you go to the battle, the number is five or five!"

"What if it lures the enemy to attack?!" Zhang Xiaogong's beautiful pair of red phoenix and peach blossoms were shining brightly.

Xiong Lieshan seemed to have noticed something, and stood up excitedly: "No!"

Those who stood up and shouted "no" with him were Zhang Long, Zhang Meng, Fang Xinzhi, and Dai Yi.

Who here doesn't know the importance of the young master Yu Guochao, especially Xiong Lieshan and the others who are close to the royal family.

Anyone here can die, but the little father-in-law can never hurt a single hair.

If something happened to the little prince, even if they wiped out the Tatars, it would be a disastrous defeat.

But as long as the little grandpa survived, it would be a great achievement, even if they all died in battle.

They also believed that His Majesty, Guo Chao and the young master Zhang would never treat their family badly.

"My Zhang family... is a martial artist for many generations!"

The little father-in-law narrowed his eyes, slowly stood up and looked at them and said softly: "I also told those bastards, if you want to kill me, I will go first!"

"And... is there anyone here who is more important than me and can attract them more?!"

What I said... It seems that there is no such thing as the little father-in-law took the lead in ransacking the houses of the [-] families in Jinyang, which is known to everyone.

It can be said that this hatred is full of value. If he showed his face, Gudebai and the others would have to call for Tatars to kill him even if they sold all their wealth.

But it is precisely because of this that they dare not let the young man show his face!

"You will always risk your life to protect me, are you right?!"

That's necessary, if you get approved, His Majesty will probably chop off our heads when you go back!

The little father-in-law looked at them with a smile, and said softly: "So, look at them in danger, but in reality they are safe."

"Uncle Long, Uncle Meng, is there a better way than me being the bait?!"

Everyone was silent. In fact, everyone knew early on that this was the best way.

But who dares to propose? !Who dares to take risks? !

"Prepare well, morale is urgently needed at this time!"

The young man also knew that they could not retreat at this time, and these victims made them suddenly face the fierce Tatars to fight.

It is almost impossible to change the mind in an instant.

They need a process, they need a role model, and they need to raise a big banner!

"This matter is not impossible, but the young master must follow Lie Shan's arrangement!"

Xiong Lieshan was silent for a while, then slowly stood up and looked at the young master with a pair of leopard eyes: "Otherwise... I would rather let this matter go!"

"I'm not proficient in battle formation, so naturally I want to listen to you!"

The little father-in-law can't laugh or cry, he is not stupid!

Things that you don’t understand should be honestly handed over to people who know how to deal with them, and you only need to supervise and verify them.

If you insist on meddling in everything, the result will be that things will go wrong and you will get all over the place.

Don't use your superficial level to challenge other people's full-time projects.

This is one of the most important truths that the virgin brother gave to the little father-in-law back then. What you don't understand is to be done by someone who understands.

What you need to pay attention to are: full authorization, verification and supervision, and follow-up progress.

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Chapter 266 The Old Guard of the British Government, the Golden Wolf Guard of the Dayan Khan Tent

Gudebai's two buttocks had already been rubbed and burned, but he didn't dare to complain and gritted his teeth to keep up with the team.

The horse team of more than [-] people rumbled like a moving tide, and it was shocking from a distance!

Surrounded by the Golden Horde Wolf Guards, Batu Mengke walked in the middle of the team, with his sons leading the way.

The reconnaissance cavalry kept leaving and returning from the team, and the military guards on the nine sides did not move to watch them enter the customs.

It's just that the people on the side have all been relocated, which makes Batu Monk very regretful.

But what makes Batu Monk more gratified is that other people and horses continue to flow in along the way.

So much so that by now, that old man surnamed Zhou has as many as 3000 people in his team.

They feed themselves, and are even able to provide some for their 4000 people.

As for their 3000 people, Batu Monk didn't pay much attention to them, they were just mobs.

It would be more convenient to be cannon fodder at that time, and he didn't plan to let his wolf guards be the vanguards.

Perhaps in order to end the battle and withdraw from the pass as soon as possible, everyone is preparing to rush on the road with two riders.

"Khan! The wolf guards met theirs, it's hard! The wolf guards didn't keep anyone, and lost one."

Batu Mengke couldn't help frowning when he heard the words, he waved his hand to stop the team and ordered people to find the old man Zhou and Gudebai.

If the wolf guards feel troubled, it means that the opponent really has two tricks, and even one of the wolf guards died.

This is not a simple matter, obviously the other party is not as simple as Gudebai said.

After a while, Gudebai and old man Zhou came on horseback.

They were accompanied by a dozen or so sturdy men, all of whom had long waists, hips, long knives, and sharp eyes, so they knew that they were not good-for-nothings.

"Khan, what happened?!"

Batu Monk looked at the two, his eyes gradually turned cold: "I just encountered each other, and I lost one of my wolf guards!"

The expression of the old man surnamed Zhou changed as soon as these words came out. He knew what the wolf guard meant.

Whether it is an ordinary family castle or this kind of grassland tribe, there is actually a habit that is naturally formed.

That is to train full-time fighters to protect the safety of the tribe or the fort.

They don't need to be in charge of production, they just need to work hard and practice martial arts hard, once the tribe and the fort are attacked.

They need to fight to the death for the tribe and the castle, and all their support is borne by the tribe and the castle.

Although all the young and strong in the Tatar tribe, even old women and children can ride horses.

But not every young man is a full-time fighter as in the legend.

They still need to herd sheep and herd cattle more often, but the "wolf guard" is completely different.

Wolf guards are selected full-time fighters.

They don't need to herd sheep or herd cattle, they only focus on riding, knife skills and bow and arrow.

They are the core force for the entire tribe to ensure their own security, and all their supplies and needs will be specially allocated by the tribe leaders.

And the Golden Horde Wolf Guard is what all the Wolf Guards yearn for, because becoming the Golden Horde Wolf Guard means becoming the strongest of all the Wolf Guards.

This is a kind of honor and a kind of affirmation. At the same time, becoming a wolf guard also means that they will get more resources.

They choose the best armor first, shepherd a large number of cattle and sheep for them, drink the most mellow wine, and eat the finest salt.

The supply and demand of the Golden Horde Guards naturally comes from the Great Khan, and the only one they obey is the Great Khan.

However, such a Golden Horde Wolf Guard actually died!

"I need you to give me an explanation, the one who can kill my Golden Horde Wolf Guard must not be an ordinary soldier!"

As he said that, Batu Monk's sinister eyes directly glanced at Gudebai.

Gudebai was a little flustered immediately, but old man Zhou looked indifferent: "Those martial arts candidates are all masters selected by Da Ming!"

"Although not many people participated in this martial arts competition, after all, there were quite a few masters participating."

As Old Man Zhou said, he looked at the broad, red-faced man beside him.

The man stood up and said in a low voice: "Zhou Shou and Zhou Zijiang, who is called 'Jiyu Gunbang No. [-], Township Iron-armed Kunlun', are in Wujuzi."

"I know his ability, the bow, carbine and spear are not weak!"

After a pause, the man smiled wryly and took off his leather jacket, revealing his breasts.

But there was a hideous long scar on it, which split from the chest to the abdominal cavity.

"What he left for me, if it wasn't for my brothers who desperately rescued me, I would have died at that time."

When Batu Monk saw this, he nodded with a gloomy face. He knew this guy.

He fought against the Golden Horde Wolf Guards under his tent, and his sword skills are first-class, and his riding and shooting are not bad.

It's just that he offended Dahao in southern Henan and had to fall into the grass, and then he couldn't stay any longer and had to transfer outside the pass.

"Order to go on, the wolf guards search in small groups! Don't disperse!"

Batu Monk said something to the Tatar man beside him, and the man saluted his chest and then went down to deliver the order.

Zhang She spat out a mouthful of blood, and the beard on his face was instantly scarlet.

There was still a spiked arrow pierced on his back, but he cut off the tail of the arrow and nailed it to his back, trembling slightly.

Mahler next door!That dog must be a wolf guard of the Golden Tent, and that skill is beyond what ordinary wolf guards can possess.

Thinking of this, Zhang She laughed "Jie Jie Jie~~", but isn't it in the hands of labor and management? !

A Tatar head with glaring eyes and a scimitar hung on the horse.

"Brother! You are still carrying arrows, go back and clean up quickly, don't be silly!"