MTL - Han’s Son is Not a Slave-Chapter 1144 You and my father and son have a good fight

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For three days, it was a torment for everyone in the Ming army outside the border. ??Look at the book ??·???·

Although the King of Jin disapproved of attacking Yunnan, the greatest possibility was that he would be defeated as before. King Jin was really afraid, but what he was afraid of was not failure, but the fear that his brothers who had followed him for many years would fall to the gate of the country, one by one, before his eyes.

However, King Jin couldn't stop his subordinates from returning to the country strongly. All he could do was to do his duty as the head coach and try his best to deploy the attack that might be the last time he personally directed in his life.

Three days later, no good news came.

Looking at the generals gathered outside the tent, the King of Jin sighed in the sky and gave the order to march.

Wu Sansheng and Zhang Guoyong had already gathered their respective troops to Daluo, and all the men who could still move, even the elderly and children in their families, were mobilized.

This was a shock of death. Tens of thousands of people walked out of the dense forests around the border and walked along the sheep's intestines toward the homeland in the north.

The men went ahead with weapons, the women and children followed, with no baggage, because they had nothing.

Most of the war horses of the Ming army were slaughtered, and the rest were emaciated. People have nothing to eat, and there is nothing for horses to eat. Relying on forage alone every day, no matter how good a war horse is, it will lose weight. These war horses can only be used to carry the little food of the Ming army, and to be used as food.

The only thing that the entire team looked at as "prestigious" was the three war elephants, which were the only three remaining war elephants. In the Hengzhou War, these war elephants made great contributions, but now, there are only the last three left. ??One reading book????

If it weren't for the military flags in the team, and the swords and firearms in the hands of the soldiers, the entire Ming army would look more like refugees fleeing, rather than an army.

Those soldiers who could not go north with the King of Jin because of the epidemic, either lay silently or leaned against the thatched hut. They fixedly watched the familiar figures disappear from their eyes, and saw the countless looking back eyes in the team.

Before the King of Jin set off, despite the dissuasion of King Gongchang and others, he insisted on coming to these quarantined soldiers who were infected with the epidemic. He had a lot to say to them, but in the end, he didn't say anything, turned around silently and moved forward step by step. . Suddenly, he turned his head and shouted to the dying soldiers, "If you don't die, I will definitely come back and take you home!"

go home!

This is the belief of all people, and it is also the strength that supports their lives.

They want to go home, and even if they die, they will die on the soil of their home country.

Many soldiers walked and talked to themselves, but no one thought they were crazy because they carried the ashes of their comrades.

They not only want to go home themselves, but also bring their comrades home.

At the end of the line are several long soul-calling flags. The living believe that with the guidance of these soul-calling flags, the souls of dead relatives and comrades-in-arms will follow them, so as not to get lost in this foreign land and become a lonely ghost. .

The road home is not destined to be smooth, and the hope of returning home is so slim.

Even if they were prepared to fight to the death, even if they were prepared to sacrifice themselves, the soldiers were just as depressed as their coaches.

No one is optimistic. For more than two years, the checkpoints on the border have been like iron walls and iron arms, blocking their way back to the country.

However, no one was negative, even if there was a sea of ​​swords and flames in front of them, as long as King Jin was by their side, they would rush forward without turning back.

King Jin was making his last effort. On the way to the border, a group of messengers shuttled through the dense forest. They brought a letter written by the King of Jin to the defenders of the Wu army at the border, as well as a letter written to the governor of Yunnan, Lin Tianqing. But to no avail.

After suffering, the Ming army finally arrived at Kapok Prefecture, which is the closest to Daluo, where there is an official road leading to Kunming.

A year ago, the King of Jin had led his troops to this point and wanted to enter Yunnan to rescue Zhu Youlang, but what he received was Zhu Youlang's will to order him to retreat. Not a loyal minister, but a traitor!

At that time, King Jin was really desperate and fell ill again. If it wasn't for the news that Nandu had been recaptured by the Taiping Army, I am afraid that this hero would have died in a foreign country.

Before deciding to launch a strong attack, the King of Jin asked Wu Sansheng to send people into the city for the last time, either to persuade him to surrender or to beg. The King of Jin hoped that these Wu troops would let them return to the country for the sake of being Han Chinese.

The general of the Wu army stationed there was a close confidant of Lin Tianqing, the governor of Yunnan. He was wavering at Li Dingguo's request to enter the border, but he finally refused because he did not receive Lin Tianqing's order.

"His Royal Highness, fight!"

Wu Sansheng gritted his teeth and asked for a fight, and there was no way out. He wanted to personally lead someone to cross the border. Even if he died in battle, he would die on the road of the charge.

"Your Highness, order it!"

Zhang Guoyong, Zhao Desheng, Liu Jinzhong, Xu Dachuan and other generals also joined the battle.

Thousands of Ming army soldiers were watching the banner of His Royal Highness King Jin, waiting for His Highness's order.

Gongchang King Bai Wenxuan walked up to King Jin and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, there will be no more miracles."

"Yeah, there is no miracle~www.novelbuddy.com~ King Jin closed his eyes slightly, and after opening his eyes, the entire army was ordered to attack.

"kill!"

In order to boost morale, Wu Sansheng rushed to the front. The dignified general is actually going to be a member of the death squad at this time.

"Kill! Go home!"

Thousands of Ming soldiers roared together and rushed towards the tall city wall. After the panic, the Wu army in the city took up a posture of fighting.

A bow and crossbow, a fire cannon, and a cannon were aimed at the charging Ming army, and as long as an order was given, one life would be harvested.

"Si Xing, put on the armor for me!"

With the help of his son Li Sixing, the King of Jin put on the iron armor he wore when he killed Nikan.

"Father, son is with you!"

Li Sixing stood in front of his father with a knife. He was the prince, but he was also a member of the Ming army and an excellent general.

"Okay, you and my father and son have a good fight today!"

King Jin laughed, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and he shouted at the guards: "Follow me into the city!"

"I'm waiting to live and die with His Highness, but now, it's not the time for His Highness to go into battle!"

A group of personal guards who have followed King Jin for many years tacitly blocked the way of King Jin.

King Jin knew their intentions, and he felt a sense of warmth, but he ordered the guards to move away.

King Jin has a strong feeling that this battle will be the last battle he will fight in his life, so he will fight in person, just as he personally jumped on a horse and killed Nikan under his horse.

Bai Wenxuan knew what Li Dingguo was going to do, but he did not discourage him, but, like Li Dingguo, was determined to fight in person.

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