Take the Warehouse To The Great Ming

On the battlefield, the Ming army was cleaning up useful things and, incidentally, solving the enemies that were not dead.

　　 You need to be cautious about making up a knife. This is a rule that has been handed down for thousands of years.

　　 One is forward and the other is on guard.

"what……"

　　 A coalition sergeant who had escaped the horseshoe trampling suddenly violently violently, the Ming army in front calmly retreated and avoided the attack.

　　The long sword flashed past, and the two Ming troops continued to cover each other to clear the battlefield.

　　 Yang Xiong led a group of cavalry to the gate, and there was a turmoil at the gate, but no one dared to close the gate.

　　 Keren ran away, leaving only one nun dressed in black.

　　Since the establishment of the country in Ming Dynasty, there has been no break with the grassland, which is a brief period of cessation during the Jianwen years, but when Zhu Di ascended the throne, the first thing was to look north to the grassland.

　　 In the era of war and chaos, there are still pious outsiders running around, bringing peace of mind to people.

　　 This nun looked like she was just over a decade old, and probably came with her teacher.

　　 She was shaking, following the rhythm of horseshoes, her body swaying slightly.

　　 The sound of horseshoes gradually slowed down, and then stopped.

　　 Yang Xiong looked up at the leaders on the city’s head, and asked, "Are there Harlems and meaty charming?"

　　 Someone on the top of the city translated his words, and several leaders panicked, "No, no."

　　 Yang Xiong said coldly: "The official's people have to go in and investigate!"

　　 No one dared to stop, the cavalry rushed into the city from the nun's side, the petite body shivering like a bird in a storm.

　　 Yang Xiong was staring inside the city gate. He had long wanted to get rid of the Yili handle, and then the army directly moved in, forcing the coalition forces to react.

　　 The nun was trembling all the time, and she dared to raise her head when she waited for someone to do something to herself.

　　 "You... don't kill anyone."

　　'S well-rounded Ming words made Yang Xiong look down at her slightly, frowning and asking, "Why are you here?"

　　 The little nun looked at him timidly and said, "My parents were here before."

　　 "Where is my father and mother?"

　　 The little nun shook her head and said blankly: "I'm not here anymore."

　　Yang Xiong has been fighting for many years, and he has long made a heart into iron stone, but at this moment he said inexplicably: "This is chaos, go to Hami!"

　　 The little nun shook her head: "Don't go."

　　Yang Xiong said coldly: "I can't help you! Is there anyone who can speak Da Ming? No, it's you."

　　 The little nun thought he was just looking for an outsider who could speak Da Ming dialect, and thinking of his senior sisters, she mustered up the courage and said, "I will."

　　 Yang Xiong was silent, when the subordinates inside came out and said that no enemy was found, he pointed to the little nun and said, "Give her a horse and take it away."

　　 The murderous sergeant turned the little nun into a idiot, and a group of nuns came out of the city after she was dragged to the Ming army.

　　 They were fortunate that they had escaped, and then they felt that this was not a good place, and they planned to go to Samarkand to see if they could find noble people to build the temple for them.

　　 The little nun was taken to the temporary station, and then the smoke rose.

　　 "Where have you been?"

　　 Yang Xiong was never the one who waited for nothing to show kindness, so he sat on the ground and asked the little nun kindly.

　　 The little nun was in the army and knew that she was a lamb to be slaughtered, so she had to bow her head.

　　 "Many places."

　　 "What are they?"

　　His tone became heavier, and the little nun's eyes reddened, and then choked up and said, "Many...Daming...and Samarkand, Nuer Gandusi has also been there, and...and..."

　　 Seeing her rubbing her eyes, someone next to her whispered: "My lord, it's so pitiful!"

The little nun looked really pitiful. Yang Xiong raised his head slightly and recalled, “When the official was following Emperor Wen’s northern expedition, he was almost shot by a woman with an arrow. Since then, in the eyes of the official, No women and children."

　　 Yang Xiong said indifferently, but everyone who knows how to fight in battle knows the danger involved.

　　 The little nun choked and talked about the places she had been. Finally, Yang Xiong asked about the situation in Samarkand.

　　 "...they...they are so fierce, so many people..."

　　 The little nun burped, and said with a twitch of body: "I often go out for horse racing, and...there are very powerful armor suits, all wrapped up, and big tubes..."

　　 "Big tube?"

　　 Yang Xiong gained the most valuable information, and later he ate some barbecue and led his army back to the division.

　　 At the same time, the black thorns that were avoiding chasing soldiers on the grassland had already passed Yili, but they were going in the other direction.

　　 The avoidance in this way caused them to suffer a lot, but the number of people lost was very small, but the horses were much less.

　　Most of those war horses can't survive the trek of this intensity, and then they turn into food in the mouth of this group of people.

　　 Wang Yan chewed the horse meat jerky, put down his binoculars and said, "After this, they will definitely not dare to chase it anymore."

　　Chen Deng glanced back and saw that his subordinates were stunned, and the prisoners of war were also stunned, and said, "My lord, should we go and make the Licheng a grassy valley?"

Wang Yan shook his head and said, "If there is a thread pulled between the two sides, then Yili is the midpoint. Once this midpoint is broken, that is the beginning of the war, so Yili will live instead. If not, are you really a waste of Da Ming's wandering?"

　　 He looked at the front and said, "Sentinel Xiao Guwei hasn't come back yet, send someone to have a look."

　　 The cavalry set out in a short while, and returned after a short while, and the number was much larger.

　　 Xiao Guwei rode the horse over happily, "My lord, I met you."

　　Wang Yan actually knew Yang Xiong when the two sides met.

　　 "Are you a big bear?"

　　 Wang Yan recognized the majestic Yang Xiong, and Yang Xiong faced Wang Yan with a smirk.

　　 "Master Wang."

　　Wang Yan smiled and slapped Yang Xiong on the shoulder, and said, "Did you Xiong Wei lead the team to fight Caogu?"

　　Yang Xiong smiled and said: "No, the coalition forces are constantly testing. The Central Government means to resolutely suppress, so Hami sends troops frequently...sir, what are you?"

　　 Yang Xiong saw those black thorns, as a battlefield Titans, he saw at a glance that these people are not easy.

　　 And the prisoners who were rescued were dressed in chaos, looking yellow and thin, not like an army.

　　 Wang Yan whispered: "Just after he rescued them from Samarkand, Zhuergan was probably mad and sent chasing troops continuously."

　　 Yang Xiong's honesty disappeared, and he said murderously: "How many of them are there?"

　　 The two met in Beizheng. At that time, Wang Yan killed people like hemp and shocked Yang Xiong, who was arrogant and brave, so he learned a few tricks.

　　 Wang Yan said: "More than two thousand people have been pestering us, probably elite."

　　 Yang Xiong saw that Wang Yan was only a subordinate with less than a thousand people ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and knew that the so-called elite is not easy, otherwise Wang Yan would only need a counterattack to drive away these chasing soldiers.

　　 "My lord, get one?"

　　 Wang Yan nodded and said: "The officer on this road also held a lot of anger, and it happened to be venting in Yili."

　　 When he saw the little nun, Wang Yan frowned. After Yang Xiong explained it, he said, "This news...I will take her away later and send it all the way to the capital."

　　 The two talked about the situation after they left. Wang Yan was a little secretive about his own affairs, and Yang Xiong didn't ask him until he waited for news from the scout.

　　 "They are here."

　　 Yang Xiong wanted to set an ambush, but Wang Yan wanted to drive his opponent outright.

　　 "Ambushing is useless, those are veterans."

　　 So when he saw the chasing soldiers, with Yang Xiong's troops still occupying some advantage, Wang Yan ordered an attack.

　　 This time Wang Yan gave up his tactics, but rushed in with Yang Xiong as an arrow, and then rushed out all the way.

　　 The so-called elite is like dirt in front of the two, no matter how strong the mental power can stop the defeat.

　　 Wang Yan probably had been holding his breath for a long time, so after defeating the enemy, he was chased and killed. He and Yang Xiong watched people and tortured the prisoners of war.

　　 The screams were endless, and the interpreter kept talking about the situation.

　　 "...A lot of fascinating meat has come, and there are more, but the food is a bit difficult, so a lot of them are farming."

　　 "...There are many troops, and now even the troops are farming and grazing."

　　 "Fighting often, with a lot of casualties, those meaty are charming and brave, and they often find trouble."