The Ming army did have more troops, but not much. The total number of royal guards and soldiers was only about 2,000, and the number was still decreasing rapidly.
On the other hand, the Tatar army is coming in a steady stream.
Li Qing lamented, and after cutting down more than ten people with a big sword, he finally came closer.
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh...!"
The archer's nerves were tense to the extreme. When he saw a man covered in blood rushing towards him, he fired his arrow almost reflexively.
Li Qing reacted very quickly, leaning back suddenly, and at the same time, he drew a sliding shovel a few meters away, "One of our own, our reinforcements are here, stop them quickly."
The more afraid of death on the battlefield, the more capable he is of dying. Li Qing lied, but he didn't lie either.
Reinforcements are coming, but the distant water cannot quench the near thirst. The Tatars will pay the price, but these people... can hardly survive.
While Li Qing shouted, he jumped up again, flew directly over the archer's head, and shouted again: "Our reinforcements have arrived!"
His voice was extremely loud and penetrating. Even in the noisy battlefield, many people nearby could hear it clearly. They were almost exhausted, but they once again gained strength.
It was as if the dry earth had been nourished by sweet springs, and everyone's energy and energy returned, and their morale and combat power suddenly increased.
"One of my own, I am here to protect you with the king's order flag!" Li Qing was afraid of misunderstanding, so he took out the king's order flag and rushed to the commander's camp with a loud shout.
He spoke fluent Chinese, and Li Qing was the only one holding a token of the imperial court, so no one made a move against him.
Soon, Li Qing arrived in front of the commander's camp.
"Stop!" Jin Yiwei stared at Li Qing, "Don't blame us for being rude if you go further."
The words were fierce, but the hand holding the knife couldn't stop trembling.
Li Qing's appearance was really terrifying. Along the way, the blood on his clothes didn't stop, and kept flowing down, leaving bloody footprints every step of the way.
"Go and tell the emperor that Li Qing is here." Li Qing did not move forward.
Seeing that he really didn't look like a Tatar, Jin Yiwei swallowed his saliva and said, "Okay, you wait here first."
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"Mr. Li is here?" Zhu Qizhen became energetic after hearing the report, "Okay, hurry up and announce that he is here. Our reinforcements have arrived."
He obviously hadn't realized the seriousness of the problem yet, and he said with a bright smile:
"Reinforcements have arrived. Next, the offensive and defensive positions will change!"
When the ministers heard this, they felt a sense of joy for surviving the disaster and instantly filled their bodies.
Not bad, really good, great!
Reinforcements have arrived, no need to die... After the officials digested the information, they looked surprised.
A few moments.
When the curtain was lifted, a man was covered in blood, his steps were marked with blood, his robe was dripping with blood, leaving lines of blood wherever he passed, as if the god of death was coming.
"Escort~Hurry, escort~!"
A civil servant was so frightened that his trembling voice was high-pitched, sharp and harsh, even better than that of a standing eunuch.
Zhu Qizhen was also shocked, but he was so familiar with Li Qing that even though he was frightened at the moment, he still recognized him at a glance.
"gentlemen……"
Zhu Qizhen shouted and then nothing more happened.
His throat seemed to be blocked. What kind of bloody battle he had to go through to fight through. He could not even imagine the cruelty and hardship involved, nor could he imagine it.
It wasn't until the Jin Yiwei from outside the commander's camp rushed in that Zhu Qizhen came back to his senses and waved his hand: "It's okay, everyone, please go out."
The Jin Yiwei looked at the emperor, then at Li Qing, and finally felt uneasy, so he drew out his sword and prepared for the attack.
"You didn't hear what the emperor said, did you?" Wang Zhen got angry, "Mr. Li has come to escort King Qin. He has brought reinforcements. We will turn defeat into victory soon. Everyone, go out and watch."
"Yes." Jin Yiwei saw that there was a misunderstanding and quickly retreated.
"Sir..." Zhu Qizhen's eyes were moist, and he stepped forward with a choked voice, "I'm sorry for you. You lost a lot of blood. Are you injured? Is it serious?"
For a king of a country to show his true feelings like this, anyone would be deeply moved.
Normally, Li Qing would have been moved, but now, his mood was calm.
He stepped forward and looked directly at Zhu Qizhen.
The bloody smell coming from the shop made Zhu Qizhen extremely uncomfortable and even a little nauseous, but he resisted not retreating and looked directly at Li Qing.
He said slowly: "I know that sir is angry. Yes, I broke my promise and went on the expedition anyway. I almost messed up the matter, but the result is always good, isn't it?"
Zhu Qizhen said, enduring the pungent smell of blood, and whispered in his ear: "There are so many people here, give me some face, I know I was wrong, from now on..."
"Snapped--!"
Zhu Qizhen staggered and almost fell to the ground, looking at Li Qing in astonishment.
Others were also confused.
They often scolded the emperor, but beating the emperor... they didn't even dare to think about it. The emperor could be beaten if he wanted to?
Uh... there's nothing I can't do if I really go all out. I'll just lose my life, plus the nine clans.
After a while, Zhu Qizhen realized what he was doing and touched his cheek. His hands were red and he was a little angry.
I already admitted my mistake, what else do you want... Zhu Qizhen said with a stern face: "Li Qing..."
You dare to call me by my name... Li Qing raised his hand and slapped me again.
"Snapped!"
This time it was even more cruel. Zhu Qizhen spun around in a circle and sat down on the ground, with stars in his eyes.
The ministers are furious and the king must not be insulted. Li Qing acted so boldly that he was ready to die.
"Someone is coming..."
Li Qing looked back and said coldly: "Who dares to say another word, die!"
This bloody robe and the almost substantial murderous intent made everyone shut up, and no one doubted Li Qing's words. óΠъ.oяＧ
It's not like Li Qing has never done anything like killing officials before. They knew that Li Qing could do it, especially in this state.
He even dared to slap the emperor in the face, but there was nothing he dared not do.
The ministers were all frightened: Is this guy a devil?
Li Qing reached out and tapped Zhu Qizhen, and then...
"Pa bang bang..."
It wasn't until Zhu Qizhen saw Lao Gao with swollen cheeks and blood spilling from the corners of his mouth that Li Qing stopped.
The ministers secretly sighed: Your Majesty is a man, but he remained silent even after receiving such a severe beating.
Seeing that Li Qing had beaten enough, Wang Zhen quickly stepped forward to help Zhu Qizhen.
"Snapped--!"
Zhu Qizhen slapped Wang Zhen and spun him around twice. His right foot mixed with his left foot and he fell to the ground, with a look of doubt on his life.
He beat you, why did you beat me? Beat him... Wang Zhen was so aggrieved that he almost cried.
Zhu Qizhen glared at Li Qing, his eyes spitting fire, and his mouth opened and closed without making any sound.
Li Qing ignored him and turned to look at the ministers, sighing secretly.
Although most of these people have bad character, they are still talented people.
As the saying goes: A person who is good at doing things may not be able to be enterprising; a person who is enterprising may not be able to do things well.
To die here like this would be a great loss to the court.
But Li Qing couldn't save them, and he wasn't even sure of saving Zhu Qizhen.
The reinforcements are coming, but they can't get through at all, but the Tatars are already in front of them, and the main force is running in continuously. The people outside can only hold on for another quarter of an hour.
Li Qing wanted to save them, but was unable to save them, but had to save Zhu Qizhen, the instigator.
"Alas...!" Li Qing sighed and held his fists together: "Everyone, take care!"
After that, he took Zhu Qizhen and walked out.
"Uh ah..." Zhu Qizhen breathed out, his face full of anger and confusion.
Li Qing raised his hand and slapped him again, which also restored his ability to speak.
"You're angry, right? You're not convinced, right? Do you know how much trouble you've caused this time?" Li Qing sneered.
Zhu Qizhen was dissatisfied: "Didn't the reinforcements arrive?"
"The reinforcements have arrived, but they can't save you. You, the main Tatar force are already in front of you, and the reinforcements have just joined the army and are in chaos on the battlefield, so they can't get through at all."
In one sentence, everyone present turned pale.
Li Qing scolded: "You prodigal thing, follow me."
With that said, regardless of Zhu Qizhen's anger and the horrified ministers' pleas for help, he directly pulled Zhu Qizhen and walked out.
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Outside the handsome camp.
Zhu Qizhen was stunned on the spot. All he could see was the Tatar cavalry. Except for the nearly a thousand people outside the camp, it was difficult to see the Ming army.
It wasn't until this moment that he realized that he was wrong, how wrong he was.
But... it's too late, there's no point in saying anything.
Zhu Qizhen looked at Li Qing with an ugly expression, feeling so guilty that he could not speak.
Li Qing took a deep breath and asked calmly: "Do you want to do something for the Ming Dynasty in the end?"
Zhu Qizhen was so ashamed that he pulled out the Emperor's Sword from his waist and rushed into the crowd.
"Idiot!" Li Qing grabbed him and snorted: "That's not how your life is meant to be used!"
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ps: 8000+ for three chapters, the keyboard is too difficult to use.
