At the beginning of the civil castle, the Ming God of War was a little panicked

Chapter 42
Boyan led his army to raid on the grassland for several days, but every time he found traces of the Ming army, there was only the destroyed tribal camp, and the people had long since disappeared.

"General, this is the camp of Prime Minister Zhe Luo!"

Boyan was riding on the horse, looking at the ruins, the muscles on his face gradually became distorted.

Since ancient times, only Wala has been used to beat the grasslands of the Han people. Who would have imagined that this time it turned out to be the other way around, and they ran to the grasslands to beat your grasslands.

It just doesn't make sense!
"General, everything has been checked, and there are no survivors!"

Boyan began to breathe rapidly, probably because he only had one eye left, and his expression looked very ferocious.

Zhe Luo is none other than an elder brother of Boyan's family. If they are sorted by age, they will call him big brother if they see each other first.

This person fought with Mahamu Khan in his early years, and he was disabled all over his body. After taking charge of Wala first, he left him behind to take care of the military supplies. However, he did not expect that he would die under the sword of the Ming army in the hinterland of the desert. .

"The little emperor is too deceitful. Send the order down, the troops will be broken up into pieces, and chase them separately in units of thousands of people. If you find traces of the Ming army, don't rush to attack. Use the name of wolf smoke to encircle and wipe them out!"

"Yes!"

More than [-] people turned into more than [-] teams, dispersed and marched towards the depths of the grassland.

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On the banks of Lake Chagannuoer, there is a camp.

This is the supply transfer station for Yexian's southern expedition, and Zagel, the left supervisor of the Privy Council, is in charge.

It may be that the rulers of the Yuan Dynasty misunderstood the official positions of the Central Plains, and they were more casual when arranging positions for people, so that there were too many prime ministers left and right, let alone a small Privy Council supervisor.

In short, as long as it sounds like a high-ranking official, it doesn't matter what it's called.

The quiet night sky was broken by the sound of horseshoes, and the sentinel stepped forward to check, only to see a cavalry force of about 3000 rushing towards it under the moonlight.

The Chagannuoer camp was the main military and supply base for Wala. The news was received immediately after the Ming army raided the grassland. Seeing an unknown team, they immediately raised their vigilance.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

At the front of the line, a general replied in Mongolian: "We are under General Boyan, and we are ordered to pursue the Ming army!"

Holding a torch, the sentinel approached him, only to see that this man was tall, with a full beard, and wearing wolf fur armor, he unconsciously let down his vigilance.

Looking at the back of the formation, there were actually many captives tied up with ropes. It seemed that there were at least 2000 people.

"Who are these people?"

"Nonsense, of course it's the Ming army!"

"You... caught it?"

"That's natural!"

It was Har Ming who spoke. He was originally a Mongolian, but after changing his clothes, he was no different from an Oirat officer.

Ever since Emperor Yongle Zhu Di died, many Mongols, especially those from Duoyan Sanwei, began to join Daming. The newly formed [-] Battalion selected all riders with excellent riding skills, and many of them had Mongolian blood.

After discussing with Li Zhen, Zhu Qizhen selected these people to pretend to be Oirat cavalry, and the rest pretended to be prisoners, tied them with ropes, and followed behind the team.

The clothes and armor of the crowd have long been dilapidated. Some people simply changed into the leather clothes of the locals when they attacked the Oala tribe.

Seeing so many Ming army prisoners, the guard dared not doubt it, and hurriedly said: "General, wait for a while, and the little one will go and inform the supervisor!"

With an impatient expression on his face, Ha Ming waved his hands and said, "Hurry up!"

After waiting for a short time, dozens of guards came to the gate of the camp with one person in their arms.

The person glanced at it first, and then asked: "I am Zagel, the left supervisor of the Privy Council, what is the name of this general?"

Ha Ming got off his horse and continued to reply in Mongolian: "Under General Boyan's commander Agula, I have seen the supervisor!"

Zager asked again: "I heard that General Boyan personally sent troops to pursue him. I don't know where he is now?"

"The general led the main force to pursue northward. On the way, he was worried that the Ming army might sneak attack on the Chagannuoer camp, so he sent me to bring 1000 troops to support. God bless you. Sure enough, the Ming army was found on the north side of Chagannuoer Lake. I have killed more than a thousand enemies and captured more than a thousand prisoners. I have sent fast horses to inform the general. Now that the soldiers are exhausted, I have come here uninvited. Please, sir, prepare some food for everyone!"

Zager looked at the captives behind Haming, and suddenly a thought flashed in his mind, and he said immediately: "It's natural, come quickly, call the soldiers to rest in the camp!"

Ha Ming cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much!"

"Where is this, General Agula, come quickly, please come in!"

Zager was very enthusiastic. He took Haming's hand and walked in. The rest of the soldiers also entered the camp one after another. They first detained the "captives" and then followed the resident officers to the barracks to rest.

At night, the Chagan Nuoer camp was lit with bright bonfires, and laughter was everywhere in the camp.

"Brother, come, drink!"

At the dinner party, Zager frequently toasted, while Ha Ming never refused to come. After a while, his face became a little drunk.

"Which tribe does Brother Agula belong to?"

Haming replied: "My brother is from the Junggar tribe."

"It turned out to be from the fourth department of Moxi, no wonder it looks a little unfamiliar, come to drink!"

"Master Inspector, I..."

"Brother Agula, you've made a fool of yourself. When we get here, you and I are brothers. Why are adults not adults?"

"Yes, yes, they are all brothers..."

"That's right, come on, drink!"

While persuading him to drink, Zager said, "How much older am I than you? Isn't it too much for you to call me big brother?"

Ha Ming's eyes were drunk and he said, "Brothers don't dare to climb high..."

Zager put down his wine glass, pretended to be displeased and said, "You are here again, if you do this again, I will be angry!"

"Okay, okay, big... big brother!"

"Hey!"

Zager saw that the time was ripe, so he said calmly: "I heard that the Ming army has flowed into the desert and slaughtered many tribes. Brother today is a great achievement!"

"Brother, I laughed. These Ming soldiers just bullied the herdsmen. When they met us and other elites, they didn't...not... throw away their helmets and armor, and run away!"

"Come on, brother, I'll toast you again!"

Ha Ming drank it all in one gulp, his face even more drunk.

Seeing this, Zager tentatively said: "Actually, after I received the news, I was also prepared. If this Ming army overreached and attacked the camp, I would definitely teach him whether he would come back or not! However, this credit was taken by my brother." You took the first step and missed my brother and me, what a pity!"

"Brother, what are you talking about?" Ha Ming opened his eyes dimly and drunk, and said, "When the time comes, brother Shangzuo will be the grand master first, and it will be said that we will send troops to destroy together with elder brother, and everyone who has merit will receive it together. Wouldn't it be beautiful?"

Zager was waiting for his words, and he was overjoyed at the moment, raised his glass and said, "Brother is very interesting, come on, brother to toast you again!"

"No, no... I can... drink again..."

Ha Ming shook his hand and fell headfirst on the table.

At this time, he secretly admired him, what the emperor said was right, the word fame and fortune would really win people over.

Zager is stationed in the rear, and he is far away from the opportunity to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds.

Seeing the huge military exploits in front of him, he didn't even bother to doubt Haming's identity, all he cared about was how to get a piece of the pie and get a share of the credit.

Well, I'll give you a chance to make meritorious service!

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