Daming: I was exposed by Zhu Di's Sims life!

Chapter 91 Congratulations, you are now a prisoner of Daming!
The wind is coming.

"kill!"

"kill!!"

With the sound of horseshoes and roars, the Oirats were awakened.

When they walked out of the camp, they saw a terrifying scene that they would never forget in their lives: the evil spirits came with the wind and sand, wielding sabers, and slashing at anyone they saw, just like the demons in the fable, splashing the yellow sand with blood!
The cavalrymen of the Fengzi Battalion glanced at them with their scarlet eyes, and after seeing the panicked Wala people, they rode their horses to kill them, and then their heads fell to the ground, and their sabers were stained with blood!

"It's demons. These demons hid in the evil wind and crawled out of the sand. They came to harvest our souls!"

"Run, run!"

The Wala people had no desire to fight. They regarded the cavalry of Fengziying as monsters, and they couldn't resist at all, so they fled in panic.

But how could the two-legged Wala people run faster than the four-legged war horses? Before they could run a few steps, they were chased up by the cavalry from the Fengziying camp and chopped off their heads with sabers!
Corpses fell to the ground one after another. Huo Qubing walked forward in the wind and sand. He casually hacked and killed a fleeing Wala man with the barrier knife in his hand, and then went straight forward.

He has only one goal, and that is the largest tent in the depths of the Wala camp!

……

The Anle King of Wala woke up Tu Polo from his sleep.

He was just sleepy for a while, but he didn't expect to be awakened by the sound of fighting soaring to the sky just after he fell asleep.

The vigilant King An Le noticed at a glance a young man in armor and holding a knife sitting in front of the table in the tent.

"Who are you, how dare you trespass into my king's tent!"

King An Le was full of vigilance for this young man who had never been masked. He touched the pillow, but found that the dagger that never left his body disappeared, which made him feel empty.

"The wine is good, but you can enjoy it."

Huo Qubing drank the fine wine from the silver wine glass in one gulp, and couldn't help admiring, "Can the wine after a thousand years be brewed so wonderfully?"

The Han Dynasty where he lived must have good wine. For example, in the Western Han Dynasty, a fine wine called "Guanzhong Baibo" was added to the wine with an appropriate amount of mint. It was popular in the Guanzhong area and got its name.

However, there is still a big difference between the wine of the Han Dynasty and the wine of the Ming Dynasty. After thousands of years, this is the first time Huo Qubing has tasted the fine wine of later generations.

King An Le didn't know what the young man in front of him was talking about, but what he meant, he said cautiously: "If you like it, I can give you ten altars of fine wine, but I don't know your name?"

Huo Qubing smiled lightly and said, "My surname is Huo, and my name is Qubing."

King An Le was taken aback for a moment, and then became a little annoyed: "Are you making fun of this king?"

The name Huo Qubing has a very wide reputation.

Not only the Han people knew about this young general, but even the Mongols knew about it.

But Huo Qubing was from the Han Dynasty!
That was more than 1000 years ago!
Which evildoer can live for more than 1000 years?
King An Le thought that Huo Qubing was teasing him.

Huo Qubing shook his head, he knew what he said was absurd.

But...he is really Huo Qubing!

"I gave my name, now it's your turn to give it." Huo Qubing said flatly.

King Anle hesitated for a while, and then said proudly: "I am the Prime Minister of Mongolia, and King Anle will take Bald Polo!"

Huo Qubing was taken aback for a moment, then he was overjoyed.

He is not as good as Bai Qi, Ying Zheng and others who keep up with current events and know the history of later generations like the palm of their hands. In Zhu Gaoxuan's mind world these years, Huo Qubing has been paddling around, but he just knows what the world is like today.

But with just the word "king", Huo Qubing knew that he had caught a big fish this time!
……

"Little Zhu, do you know who Babalu Polo is?"

In the world of his mind, Huo Qubing hurriedly asked.

Zhu Gaoxuan thought for a while, and said: "In the sixth year of Yongle, Wala was not as powerful as it is now, and it has been bowing its head to the Ming Dynasty. The three chiefs of Mahamu, Taiping, and Batu Polo were named King Shunning, King Xianyi, and King Anle by the Ming Dynasty.

This bald Polo was conferred the title of King Anle at that time, and became one of the three kings of Oara, ranking third among the nobles of Oara, second only to King Mahamu of Shunning and King Taiping of Xianyi in strength. "

Speaking of this, Zhu Gaoyi quickly said: "Don't kill Bald Polo, capture him alive, only by capturing him alive can you maximize your benefits. There is also the golden seal of the camel button, find his golden seal of the camel button!"

The golden seal with camel buttons is the seal type bestowed by the Han Dynasty to the leaders of foreign races.From the opening of Hexi and the establishment of Wudu by Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to the Wei and Jin Dynasties, the leaders of the Di and Qiang tribes were mostly worshiped by the Han Dynasty.And Batu Polo is no exception, he must have a golden seal of a camel button on his body.

This is a status symbol. For the foreign king, the value of the golden seal of the camel button is no less than the jade seal of the Han people.

Huo Qubing replied: "I know."

……

Huo Qubing came back to reality from the world in his head, and looked at King Anle with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, King Anle of Wala, Your Excellency Tupolo, you are now a prisoner of Daming!"

King An Le: "?"

……

Its daybreak.

The wind and sand that had been raging all night subsided, and finally he was able to see the sun.

In the camp of the Wala people, there were corpses everywhere, the bones were piled high, and the yellow sand was stained red with blood, exuding a pungent bloody smell.

The eight hundred Xiaoqi of Fengziying killed all night!

The Oirats built a high fence around the camp to prevent the enemy.However, the fence not only failed to prevent the enemy, but instead became their cage. Under the mad sand, the Oirats turned their heads sullenly. Trapped by the fence, they fled wildly in the camp, and finally became the souls of the Ming army.

In the camp that originally belonged to King An Le, Huo Qubing sat on a chair and listened to Chi Rong's inventory report.

"My lord, in this battle, our army beheaded and captured more than [-] people... This is an incomplete statistics, because there are too many goods received, but we can count while marching."

Huo Qubing was not surprised by this bumper harvest.

He directly captured an Oirat king alive, which is completely different from defeating part of Oarat's army!

This means that King Anle brought his army here to set up an ambush. If he could copy King Anle's tribe, the harvest would be even more terrifying!
However, Huo Qubing didn't plan to continue the fight. He only brought 800 people this time, and it was already very good to defeat an Oirat king.

"Take our captives and withdraw!" Huo Qubing had a smile on his face.

Chi Rong, on the other hand, completely surrendered to King Qi's admiration.

800 people, went deep into the hinterland of the desert, beheaded more than [-] prisoners in total, and captured a king of Oara alive?

Who can believe it?
And yet they did!

And all of this is due to the Prince Qi in front of him.

"Why are you smirking, why don't you hurry up and do something?" Huo Qubing urged with a little dissatisfaction.

Chi Rong nodded wildly: "I listen to you!"

If you want to subdue Mongolian men like Chi Rong, there is only one way—to subdue them.

Chi Rong has served only one person in his life—Emperor Yongle.

Now there is another King Qi.

(End of this chapter)