Li Qing took the lead, followed closely by Wang Cong and Li Yuan.
"kill……!"
Although there were only about a hundred people, they were still as powerful as a rainbow.
The Tatar army would not stand aside and counterattacked almost at the same time as the Ming army charged.
Li Qing didn't care, he knew the direction and charged straight ahead, killing people when people blocked him, and gods when he blocked the enemy.
Soon, the spear in his hand was cut off, and a big man holding a scimitar slashed straight at Li Qing's head.
Li Qing arrived first and threw a broken spear to pierce the man. Then he took the sword from his hand and backhanded another Tatar who came up to kill him.
At this time, a burly young man with a beard rushed towards him. Although his body was wrapped in bandages, he was still brave.
Li Qing's true energy was concentrated on his right arm, and he struck down first with one strike!
"puff……!"
The sword directly chopped the man on the spot, and without losing any strength, he also broke the bones of the horse and disemboweled it.
Blood spurted out, and many people were drenched.
This scene is so horrifying that it is beyond the reach of human beings. It is like a god descending to earth.
Facing such a person, even the bloodthirsty Tatars could not help but feel weak.
Li Qing didn't dare to pause at all, so he took advantage of this opportunity and stepped forward again.
At this time,
"Whoosh!"
An arrow shot out diagonally, at an extremely fast speed.
"Danglang~"
Li Qing knocked the arrow away with his sword.
"Whoosh!"
Another arrow came, heading straight for the horse's head.
This time, Li Qing didn't react in time, and the arrow hit the horse's head, piercing two inches. The horse neighed and threw him high into the air.
But this throw made him move forward a lot.
Li Qing stepped on the head of a Tatar soldier, and with a little help, he rushed towards the person who had just spoken.
"Hehe... I caught you." Li Qing's body was covered in blood and his smile was very ferocious.
With just one pounce, Li Qing felt that this was a woman. Although she was wearing armor, she could still feel the soft texture on her chest.
However, he was not surprised. He had some guesses from the sound just now.
Mu Zhuoer was horrified. She did not expect that the Ming army general would be so frightened, but her reaction was not slow. When she was almost knocked down, she drew out the scimitar from her waist.
"Snapped--"
Li Qing slapped the scimitar away, then held her neck, "Stop it, or I'll kill her."
Tatar didn't understand what Li Qing was talking about, but when he saw that his king was captured, he immediately stopped.
Mu Zhuoer was ashamed and angry, but couldn't say a word.
"If you give up resistance, you can save your life." Li Qing returned her words intact.
At the critical moment of life and death, Li Qing couldn't care less about martial ethics. He placed a scimitar on the neck of the female hostage and ordered the Tatar army to retreat.
The Tatars did not dare to attack, but they did not retreat. This was their base camp. Their wives and children were all here, so they could retreat wherever they could.
Li Qing quickly came to his senses and changed the conditions to let him get out of the way.
Tartar did as he was told.
Seeing this, Li Qing breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the woman in his hands was not simple. She was probably either a dung or a princess.
"Wang Cong, Li Yuan, how many more of us are there?" Li Qing did not dare to look back.
"Less than fifty." Wang Cong said.
"You go first, I will come to the rear."
"Let's do it!" Li Yuan said, "In this attack on the camp, the two of us are ready to die in battle, and Marquis Yongqing will leave with his brothers."
They knew that they would not be lucky if they returned this time, and planned to die in battle to clear their names.
"I'm afraid that you two will mess up things again." Li Qing said angrily, "I can rest assured that the hostage is in my hands. Let's leave quickly."
"Hou Yongqing..."
"Stop fucking Mo Ji and leave quickly."
The two were helpless, sighed, and called the soldiers to retreat.
Li Qing waited for nearly an hour and felt that it was almost done. Then he said: "Ask your people to prepare a good horse for me. As long as you let me retreat to a safe distance, I will let you go."
"Don't even think about it." Mu Zhuoer sneered, "Are you using this to coax a child?"
Li Qing said murderously, "Since you want to die, then I will make it happen for you."
The knife in his hand was cut hard and the skin was easily cut, causing blood to flow.
"Keep grinding, and I'll cut your throat next time."
"Then you won't survive either. Let's finish playing together."
Li Qing: "..."
Of course he doesn't want to die. His wife is still waiting for him at home. What's the point of dying here?
Seeing that the woman was so stubborn, he had no choice but to threaten the Tatar army.
Although the words are different, they can still communicate simply through body movements.
Li Qing got his wish and got the horse, then withdrew from the enemy camp.
But the Tatar army followed them, always keeping a distance that could kill them quickly.
Li Qing was helpless. Thousands of people came to chase him. Even though he had only three heads and six arms, he still had to rest.
"Tell them to go back, or I will chop you up now."
"You will kill me immediately as soon as they return." Mu Zhuoer snorted, "If you really don't want to die, just let me go now. I am more trustworthy than you Han people."
Li Qing really didn't think about letting her go, so he didn't believe that this woman would let him go.
Everyone is riding a horse, and with so many pursuing troops, there is always someone who can catch up with him. Once he is caught up, thousands of people will swarm up, and even if he is covered in iron, he will be chopped into pieces.
After much thought, Li Qing decided to retreat slowly, but he was not sure what the situation was at the camp.
"@#￥%..." Mu Zhuoer suddenly shouted.
"What are you talking about?" Li Qing was riding a horse and holding a hostage, so he had no time to pout, "I'll cut your tongue if I continue."
Mu Zhuoer threatened: "Stop immediately!"
"What if I don't stop?"
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."
As soon as he finished speaking, a hail of arrows came, and the Tatars did not care about the life or death of the hostages.
Li Qing was horrified and quickly raised his sword to block, and at the same time blocked the woman's arrow. He knew that if the woman died, he would not be able to survive.
"Tell them to stop." Li Qing was helpless, "What do you want?"
"You let me go first, and I promise to let you go." Mu Zhuoer said, "You have no other choice. You have seen it. As long as you move forward, they will immediately launch an attack."
"Why should I trust you?"
"Fine..." Mu Zhuoer didn't want to die, so he pondered for a moment and asked: "Is your supervisor this time someone named Li Qing?
I have a relationship with him! "
Li Qing: (⊙_⊙)?
Li Qing was confused. When did he have friendship with Yuan Ren?
"Although I don't know how you got this information, but... you fart." Li Qing said angrily, "I am Li Qing, and I don't know Yuan Ren's women."
Mu Zhuoer was stunned, Li Qing's face was covered with blood, and it was dark, so she didn't recognize Li Qing.
After hearing this, she immediately turned her head. When she saw Li Qing's appearance clearly, her eyes suddenly widened, "Is it really you?"
After a pause, "You don't remember me?"
Li Qing's face was full of confusion, "Who are you?"
More than twenty years have passed since the incident, and Mu Zhuoer is not important in his heart, so his impression has long been blurred. Moreover, he believed that Mu Zhuoer was dead at that time, and he was not connected with the person in front of him at all. .
"I am... think about it again."
"Don't do this with me." Li Qing was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, "If you don't talk anymore, I will perish together with you."
Unexpectedly, Mu Zhuoer was not afraid at all, and said with a smile: "I can't get you, but it's not bad to get your dead person."
Li Qing was a little angry, but with thousands of Tatars watching him, he really didn't dare to kill him.
"What's wrong with your face?"
"……Tell me who you are?"
Mu Zhuoer stopped talking nonsense, "Yuerhai, Princess Mu Zhuoer, have you remembered?"
Li Qing was stunned for a moment, and the forgotten memories came back bit by bit. It took him a while to remember such a famous person, and he said in surprise: "You are still alive!"
"You seem to want me to die!"
"Surprised, just surprised." Li Qing forced a smile and took a closer look at his wild eyes, thoroughly confirming, "Who is your leader now?"
"Don't try to trick me." Mu Zhuoer said, "If you want to die, let's work together. If you want to live, let me go immediately. I, Mu Zhuoer, always keep my word."
Li Qing smiled and said, "First of all, I don't want to die. Secondly, I'm not trying to trick you. Fighting and killing is boring. Why don't we both calm down and talk."
After a pause, he said, "If you, the Tatar tribe, are willing to submit to the Ming Dynasty like Wala, the imperial court will never use troops against you;
If you are willing to return to the embrace of the Ming Dynasty, I can guarantee that you will also enjoy the same treatment that the Han people enjoy. In more than a hundred years, our descendants will be as close as one family..."
"You want to have a baby with me?"
"...For example, let's use an analogy." Li Qing said, "War is not good for both sides. Isn't it good for peaceful coexistence?"
He gave an example, "The tribes that chose to embrace the Ming Dynasty are now living very well. They have learned to farm, have their own houses, and no longer need to be exposed to wind and sun..."
Li Qing talked about many benefits and finally said, "Of course, Ming Dynasty will also give you the official position of leader to protect your vested interests."
Mu Zhuoer thought for a while, "If you can divorce them and marry me, I can talk to our leader."
"..." Li Qing said helplessly, "I am old and disfigured..."
"Needless to say." Mu Zhuoer said angrily, "Do you want to leave or not?"
"Going to leave."
"Then get out." Mu Zhuoer broke away from him and jumped off the horse. "Get out before I change my mind."
Li Qing sighed, turned his horse's head and left.
Looking at his leaving figure, Mu Zhuoer smiled confidently, "The Ming army is nothing more than this. In a few years, we will definitely enter the Central Plains again, and then you won't be able to help us."
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