First Minister of Ming Dynasty Chapter 22

　　 The sky is slightly bright, and the cold wind blows, and it feels cool.

　　 The morning of spring is the best time to sleep sweetly. It was the soldiers who watched the night. After a night of suffering, they were also curled up at this time, breathing heavily, and fell asleep.

　　 Zhu Zhongba chose a time when the enemy was the most relaxed.

　　 It happened that the sky was already bright at this time, and I could see the direction clearly, so I wouldn't run around like headless flies. At the level of the Haozhou Red Scarf, no effective night attacks have been developed yet.

　　 I have to say that Zhu Chongba chose the best time to maximize strengths and avoid weaknesses.

　　 All the soldiers who fought, only half-filled, immediately squeezed their weapons and were ready for battle.

　　 Suddenly, the war drum rang, the city gate opened, and the suspension bridge fell.

　　 Zhu Chongba was the first to rush out.

　　 Tang and He Fei Ju followed Zhu Chongba to the left and right, protecting Lao Zhu like the second general of Huo Ha. Behind them, there were three thousand Huaixi men, everyone screaming and running wildly.

　　 rushed towards the panicked Yuanjun position.

　　 The earth, which has been silent for a long time, boils at this moment.

　　 Zhang Ximeng was among the people's husband, and he could only look from a distance, but his heart also followed.

　　 In the dark, maybe there is a destiny!

　　 The Mongols originated in the desert, and Temujin was just a down-and-out noble, but luck came. All of his men were gods of war, and his sons were more fierce than the other, and even his grandsons were brave and invincible.

　　 From a small grassland tribe, sweeping across Eurasia, no matter the east or west, it is shrouded in Mongolian iron cavalry.

　　 Count forward, the same is true for the Wanyan tribe, a large number of Gods of War have emerged, taking half of the country.

With the rise of every king, there will be a bunch of generals and stars to assist, the famous generals of the Guanlong Group, the Cao clan of Emperor Wei Wu, and the Nanyang 28th of the Great Magister... Now this kind of luck falls in Huaixi, Another group of general stars is about to rise.

　　Although most of them have not had time to join this battle, as the commander-in-chief of this group of people, Zhu Chong Bayi is indomitable and vigorous, which also makes people see the meaning.

　　Lao Zhu himself is the most powerful celebrity of this era, celebrity!

　　 Among people like Xu Da and Chang Yuchun, why are they willing to give allegiance to Lao Zhu? The reason is simple, because Zhu Chongba is more powerful than them!

　　 The Red Turban Army is like a tide, shaking the sky and the earth.

　　 The Yuan army, who had not fully awakened from his sleep, panicked and became a mess.

　　 Zhu Chongba immediately rushed to the front of the Yuan army's camp.

　　 He found that the trench in front of Yuanbingyingzhai was not very wide, so he subconsciously rushed the horse, and the result... passed!

　　 Yes, Haozhou Red Turban did not clear the moat, and the Yuan Army did not dig a trench wide and deep enough. This matching mechanism is really amazing.

　　 From the Yuanjun camp, sporadic arrows were shot, which did not threaten Zhu Chongba at all. He rushed to the Yuanmen in one breath, and the Yuanjun inside was still shivering.

　　 At this time, Tang He and Fei Ju had already followed. Fei Ju first threw out his flying claws and grabbed the half of the gate. A few soldiers worked together to pull the gate aside.

　　 Zhu Chongba immediately rushed in, swinging a long knife in his hand with great strength, one after another, the soldiers fell in front of Lao Zhu.

　　 He led the men and horses in a rampage, destroying most of the camps outside the Yuan army. Then a fire was lit, and the soldiers inside were scared to fight.

　　 Zhu Chongba braved the fireworks and slammed into the core camp of the Yuan army!

　　 Standing at the head of Haozhou City, one could tell that Zhu Chongba and his subordinates, like a divine sword, cut a huge hole in the Yuanjun camp.

　　 Needless to say, fools also know to follow along!

　　 Peng Da blushed, raised the mace in his hand, and yelled sharply, "Children, rush out with me!"

　　 The soldier yelled in response.

　　 The battle drum at the head of the city is like thunder, and these troops composed of Xuzhou's defeated soldiers have finally ushered in a chance for revenge.

　　 Peng lived early and was more excited than his father, "You old man will be watching from behind, the child has experience, let the child come first!"

　　 As he said, he actually killed him before he waited for his father... Peng rolled his eyes, "Good bastard, your father is not old yet!" He hurriedly urged the war horse and followed out.

　　 The soldiers were unwilling to be left behind, they rushed out.

　　 Peng's father and son are not only brave, but also have a lot of soldiers.

　　 They followed Zhu Chongba and entered the Yuanjun camp. Then the army split into two wings and swept towards both sides.

　　 If Zhu Chongba opened a door, then the Peng family and his son had cut a wall.

　　 They chased the Yuan soldiers to slash and slash them frantically, setting fires everywhere, smoke billowing in the camp, and those Yuan troops who had reluctantly assembled to stop Zhu Chongba were attracted by the Peng family and his sons.

　　 Old Zhu still struggled forward, unstoppable.

　　The Yuan army that came in a hurry, didn't even have time to put on the armor, so how could they stop Zhu Chongba? Just like that, they got closer and closer to the Chinese army.

　　 At this time, Jia Lu reluctantly sat up in the tent of the Chinese Army with the support of the people. His face was pale, and he coughed continuously. In his state, he obviously couldn't command the troops.

　　Beside Jia Lu, it was Lu Anmin who had been scolded for half his life.

　　 He has recovered a lot during this time, at least his back can stand upright.

　　 But seeing Mr. Jia collapsed, his heart was up and down, and he was fidgeting.

　　 "Old man, this group, this group of red scarf thieves, really, really amazing!" He held back for a long time, and only said such a discouraged word, the fear in his heart was also conceivable.

　　 Jialu didn't blame him, but whispered: "Is there any wine?"

　　 "Wine?" Lu Anmin was puzzled, still drinking at this time?

　　 Jia Lu urged: "Hurry up, get it!"

　　 Lu Anmin responded and turned around to look for it, but the sound of killing outside, shaking the world, scared him to shake his hands and feet, and almost spilled the wine.

　　 It took a lot of effort to pour a glass for Jialu.

　　 Old Master Jia barely grasped the glass, wanted to drink it, and suddenly said, "What? Didn't you pour yourself a glass?"

　　 Lu Anmin was crying. Wherever he was in the mood to drink, but the old man told him, he couldn't refuse, so he had to pour himself a glass, but because his hands were shaking, he spilled more.

　　 Jia Lu looked in his eyes, just sighed slightly.

　　 "Drink, from now on, you and I will both be dead, even if there is a graveyard that will not expose the wilderness, but definitely no one will give us a drink. Come on, let's have a drink!"

　　 Lu Anmin understands, this is not drinking, it is clearly a sacrifice to two dead ghosts!

　　He quit ~www.mtlnovel.com~ and was put down, hurriedly begged: "Old man, we still have so many soldiers and horses, your old man should think of a solution!"

Jia Lu smiled bitterly and shook his head, pulled Lu Anmin's hand away, raised his head, drank the wine, and coughed twice. Then he said helplessly: "What else can I do? More than a hundred thousand people collapsed, even if they ran out, the court would do it. I won't let us go. The Red Scarf Army will not be polite to us. It's better to die, maybe the court can count us as loyal ministers, and the family can get pensions. But the court doesn't know how long it can survive."

　　 When Jialu said this, he lowered his head, coughing constantly, tears gushing out of his eyes.

　　He has been an official for half his life, devoted himself to repairing the river, being honest and self-defeating, and has never done anything wrong...Only in his twilight years, when he was ordered to suppress the bandits, he destroyed all the fame of his life, perhaps more than this life.

　　 Jialu's sorrow, needless to say.

　　 Lu Anmin looked at this stupidly, his heart was throbbing, and his whole body was not good.

　　 Jia Lu's age, he could accept his fate, but Lu Anmin didn't want to be so finished.

　　 He wants to live, at least he can't just die like this.

　　 Suddenly, Lu Anmin stood up abruptly and rushed out of the account. As soon as he opened the cowhide curtain, he heard the sound of killing. An arrow flew over his head and almost shot.

　　 Lu Anmin was taken aback for a moment, turned around quickly, **** off, and fled back to the tent.

　　 He didn't care about anything, he greeted the two guards to come over.

　　 "Boss, you must not die, even if you are going to die, you have to wait to escape, and explain to the court that I, my rescue chief is good, I, I can't die!"

　　 Lu Anmin took two people, picked up Jia Lu on his back, and ran away from the back door.

　　As soon as they went out, Zhu Chongba was soaked in blood, carrying a steel knife, and rushed into the Central Army's account...the people were gone!

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