After observing for a moment, Yang Bing made sure that there were no ambushes around, then turned to Harz and said, "Go back and bring everyone here quickly. Let's go down the mountain!"
Hartz nodded, then turned around and disappeared into the dense forest.
Yang Bing stayed, walked to the checkpoint, buried the bodies of the two soldiers, and covered the blood stains on the ground with soil, in case Lin Yan's people came before Guan Shiru and the others arrived.
Not long after, Hartz led the Ke people and Guan Shiru to the checkpoint.
"Finally escaped." Guan Shiru reached the foot of the mountain and couldn't help crying with joy. His old bones have been tortured enough for this period of time.
"Okay, Mr. Guan, now that you have escaped, you can take the people to Kyoto." After speaking, Yang Bing took out a palm-sized silver ingot from his waist and handed it to Guan Shiru.
"General Yang, won't you come back with us?" Guan Shiru looked worried.
"My soldiers are still at Tongtian Pass, but I, a general, fled back to Kyoto, and if I say it, I won't make the world laugh to death." Yang Bing said with a smile.
Hartz on the side spoke: "Don't worry, Mr. Guan, General Yang still has us."
Guan Shiru bowed deeply to Yang Bing with tears in his eyes: "General Yang, I am waiting for your triumphant return in Kyoto!"
"Okay, let's see you in Kyoto!" After sharing the joys and sorrows during this period, Yang Bing also recognized Guan Shiru. Although some ancients were pedantic, fortunately Guan Shiru was able to change. This is what Yang Bing saw. It is much better than other ancients. After all, many ancients in history died because of their pedantic knowledge.
After bidding farewell to Guan Shiru, Yang Bing and Harz led the remaining Ke people toward Tongtian Pass and arrived near the Tatar camp.
The bright moon was in the sky, and Hartz was sitting alone on the grassland, looking up at the sky. Yang Bing came over and sat next to him.
"Hartz, are you sure you can persuade your soldiers tomorrow?" Yang Bing asked after taking a sip of wine.
Harz was obviously a little discouraged when he heard Yang Bing's question, but his eyes quickly confirmed: "I'm sure! Because my brothers are all peace-loving warriors and will never take the initiative to stir up trouble. We are already We should live a good life on this grassland. For us, the grassland is our mother, but now that Hatan has made her covered in blood, I think our brothers will never agree!"
Yang Bing thought for a moment, then drank all the wine in his hand: "Okay! Then I will accompany you for a walk!"
Behind Tongtian Pass, Zhu Yuanzhang's sixth son, the sixth prince Zhu You, led an army of 100,000 people and arrived directly behind Lin Ziren's army. Zhu You did not attack impatiently, but ordered the army to station in place, and then one person He went to Lin Ziren's camp alone.
The subordinates behind him did not look worried, but looked as if they were used to it.
Zhu You arrived at Lin Ziren's camp and saw Lin Ziren already waiting in front of the camp.
"Sixth Prince, you are really brave. You dare to break into my camp of a hundred thousand troops by yourself." Lin Ziren came over and said with clasped fists and hands, obviously he had great respect for this Sixth Prince.
There was a sense of arrogance on the face of the sixth prince Zhu You. This arrogance was neither big nor small, but it hit people's hearts directly. Even Lin Ziren, who had been on the battlefield for decades, was shocked when he looked at Zhu You. , Xindao has not seen him for just a few years, and this Zhu You looks even more terrifying.
Zhu You rode on the horse and looked at Lin Ziren from top to bottom. A cold murderous look flashed in his eyes, and no expression could be seen on his face: "General Lin, your Majesty ordered me to come to support Tongtian Pass and attack Tongtian Pass." Repulse the Tatars and ask General Lin to lead your army back to the South China Sea to garrison as soon as possible."
The meaning of Zhu You's words is very obvious. It means that you, Lin Ziren, have left the South China Sea with an army of 100,000 people with the intention of starting a rebellion. Now that you can go back and garrison the South China Sea safely, you can still save your life. Otherwise, what will happen to you this time? War is difficult to avoid.
Of course, this was what Zhu Yuanzhang meant. After all, they were brothers of life and death who were killed with him, and Zhu Yuanzhang really didn't want to do anything.
"Haha, the Sixth Prince is joking. The war at Tongtianguan is very important right now. I am leading my troops here to defend the territory of the Ming Dynasty for Your Majesty." Lin Ziren said with a smile, and he was already very angry at this moment. .
He was a general with a hundred thousand troops, and Zhu You, a junior, was sitting on a horse talking to him like this, which made Lin Ziren very uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do about it. After all, Zhu You had a hundred thousand troops in his hands, and they were all elite soldiers. An elite soldier, Lin Ziren still didn't want to conflict with him.
Zhu You looked at Lin Ziren coldly for a moment, turned his horse's head without saying a word and was about to leave, when Lin Ziren spoke.
"Sixth Prince, don't you want to hear the reason why I started the army?" Lin Ziren said in a deep voice.
Zhu You stopped his horse and said without looking back: "Since we have already raised troops, why are we talking about the reason? Your Majesty and the Crown Prince have already given the order. If General Lin persists, there is no need to talk nonsense."
Lin Ziren laughed sullenly: "Hahaha, Prince, it's that ridiculous Prince again."
Lin Ziren raised his head and stopped complimenting the Sixth Prince. He pointed in the direction of Kyoto and gritted his teeth and said, "Because of this incompetent Crown Prince, I will be driven to the South China Sea, to that barren wasteland, just to prevent me from letting go." Influence his son Zhu Yuanzhang!"
When Zhu You heard Lin Ziren calling Zhu Yuanzhang by his first name, he dismounted, pulled out the sword in his hand and stood on Lin Ziren's neck: "How dare you! How dare you be so disrespectful to His Majesty!"
Lin Ziren's soldiers around him pulled out their swords one after another, and Lin Ziren waved them down.
"Hahaha, Sixth Prince, aren't you jealous? Why did Zhu Di become the crown prince? What talents does he have? The country he and His Majesty control were all conquered by people like you and me! But why? It's them who have the final say, and we have to live and die for a word from their mouths?" Lin Ziren shouted, and the beard on his chin trembled.
"Your Majesty does things without my questioning." Zhu You put away his sword, turned around and mounted his horse: "If I see General Lin's men and horses tomorrow, let each of them rely on their own abilities."
After speaking, Zhu You rode his horse and slowly walked out of Lin Ziren's camp.
Lin Ziren looked at the retreating figure of the sixth prince Zhu You and shouted loudly: "This prince position should be yours!!!"
When Zhu You, who was riding on horseback, heard these words, his hand on the reins obviously tightened.
As the time approached midnight, Yang Bing and Harz disguised themselves and sneaked into Hatan's camp. Inside the camp, the Tatar soldiers only cared about drinking and having fun, and some even fought for two Central Plains women. There was a big fight, and one of them, under the influence of alcohol, actually pulled out a big knife and hacked to death the brother of the same race who was competing with him for a woman.
Laughing, he hugged the snatched woman and walked towards the military tent. The surrounding soldiers seemed to be used to it. They just glanced at it and continued drinking.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Harz gritted his teeth with hatred: "These bastards actually killed their entire clan!"
Yang Bing patted Harz on the shoulder: "Business matters."
Soon the two people came to a quiet campsite. Compared with other campsites, this camp seemed much more disciplined. No one drank, and no one got into fights over women.
In the main tent of this camp, Harz's former subordinate Helian was looking at the terrain map with a frown on his face.
A very young Tatar soldier on the side said: "Chief, how long are we going to fight this battle? None of our brothers want to fight."
Helian sighed after hearing this: "Do you think I just want to fight? Now that Hatan is in power, our military power is in his hands, and we have to listen to them."
At this time, the candlelight in the tent suddenly went out, and the tent suddenly fell into darkness. Just as Helian was about to pull out the long knife in his hand, he felt something cold appear on his neck. He knew it was a knife. The knife stood under his neck.
"Don't make a sound, or it will kill you!" A voice came from behind.
"Who are you? What are you doing!" Helian didn't dare to move and could only ask softly.
"Let me introduce you to an old friend." As soon as the voice behind him fell, the candlelight lit up again, and Helian saw a man in a cloak standing in front of him with his head lowered.
"What on earth do you want to do! Do you know this is a military camp!" There was no hint of fear in Helian's voice. Instead, he looked at the young soldier who had fainted on the ground: "What did you do to him?"
"Helian, do you still remember me?" The man in front of him took off his cloak.
This person was Hartz, and it was Yang Bing who held Helian hostage with a knife.
The two of them came up with this method after they left Qiling Mountain. Harz believed that his life and death brother Helian would definitely support him again, so the two of them sneaked into the Tatar military camp to persuade Helian.
After Helian saw Harz, his eyes widened in shock at first, and then his eyes turned red. A tall man nearly two meters tall actually shed tears, knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "Prince Harz, Is it really you?"
Harz's eyes were also red: "It's me, Helian, I'm not dead."
Yang Bing came over and said, "Well, I understand that I will cry with joy when we meet again to reminisce about old times, but we should keep it quiet."
Seeing that Yang Bing was from the Central Plains, Helian stood up cautiously and stared at Yang Bing.
"Helian, it doesn't matter, Yang Bing is my brother and a general of the Ming Dynasty." Harz explained.
"Huh! No one from the Central Plains is good!" Helian snorted coldly. If Hartz hadn't been there, Helian might have drawn his sword and slashed at Yang Bing.
"Helian, this time Hatan sent troops not because of conflict with Ming Dynasty, but because of collusion with a person in Nanhai. Ming Dynasty is also a victim this time." With Yang Bing's explanation, Helian understood The whole story.
