"Grand Master, we can defeat Duke Cheng's personal guards immediately. Do we want to watch our previous efforts go to waste?"

The man in black standing behind Ye Xian immediately became excited after hearing the order to withdraw the troops.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to put Chengguo Duke Zhu Yong into such a desperate situation. If you miss it, it will be almost impossible to get it again!

"The winner on the battlefield lies not with Duke Cheng, but with the Emperor of Ming."

"In your words, the future is long, so why rush?"

Hearing Ye Xian's comforting words, the man in black still felt unwilling, but he also understood that if he wanted to take revenge on Duke Cheng, the only thing he could rely on was the army of Wasa.

I have no bargaining power!

"Yes, Taishi."

Looking at the other party's face holding back resentment, the grand master also patted his shoulder "closely" and said: "I will let you usher in the day of revenge. You won't have to wait too long, let's go."

Having said that, he waved his hand to the ordering soldiers, and soon the horns for the withdrawal of troops rang out from the hillsides on both sides of Yaoer Ridge.

When receiving the order to retreat, the cavalry of the Wasi headquarters lived up to their reputation as elites. They showed absolute discipline and execution of orders and orders, and retreated from the Yaoerling battlefield in an orderly manner without any hesitation, without giving any opportunity to the Ming army.

The possibility of random pursuit.

It can also be seen from this point that Zhu Yong's tribe lost the battle of Yao'erling unjustly. The long-term comfortable environment caused the combat effectiveness of the three major battalions of the capital to decline rapidly. In fact, there was a gap with the elites of the Waqi tribe.

Coupled with the collapse of the middle-level military officers, who were mainly descendants of Xun Qi, this gap was magnified and turned into a one-sided massacre!

However, the "cautious" retreat of the Waqi cavalry was purely overly cautious.

Several rounds of cavalry charges back and forth had caused the collapse of Zhu Yong's 50,000 cavalry unit, making it impossible to organize an effective pursuit.

As for the reinforcements of Zhu Yi and Wu Rui, after experiencing the obstruction of Alazhiwon, the casualties were actually not low. In addition, the two were temporarily united after all, and the command system could not be unified. If they wanted to counterattack and pursue them, they would be powerless.

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"Father!"

"Master!"

As the Waqi cavalry retreated like a tide, Zhu Yi and Wu Rui both rushed to the front of Cheng Guo Gong Zhu Yong, their expressions full of worry and nervousness.

Although Zhu Yong was not beheaded by Wa Tashi like in history, the wave after wave of attacks by the armored cavalry and tribal pro-army soldiers still left Cheng Guo Gong Zhu Yong with scars, and blood continued to seep from the gaps in the armor.

out.

It is difficult for a hero to defeat Chi Mu. When the spirit of fighting to the death dissipated, Chengguo Gong Zhu Yong did not even have the strength to support his body to stand up. He could only kneel down on one knee with a pale face and gasp for breath.

Seeing his son and the general of the bodyguard appear in front of him at the same time, Zhu Yong's eyes flashed with a strange light, and he felt an indescribable sense of relief and pride in his heart.

"Yi'er, I didn't expect that one day you would be the one to save my father on the battlefield. It seems that you can be your own man in the future."

In the noble and noble family, many times, even if they are at the peak of their fortunes at one moment, they may be in ruins at the next moment.

For the head of the family, it is more fortunate than being a highly respected minister for his descendants to be able to live up to his reputation and maintain the family's inheritance and prosperity.

Cheng Guogong Zhu Yong devoted all his efforts to the training of his legitimate son. In the ninth year of Zhengtong, he was asked to follow Jingyuan Bo Wang Ji and Chen Yi, the imperial envoy, to inspect the border defenses of Yansui, Ningxia, and Gansu to prevent him from becoming a military figure on paper.

The second generation of Qi.

In the eleventh year of Zhengtong, as Shen Yichen left town, Zhu Yi also went to Jiubian to accumulate practical experience with Yang Hong, the chief military officer of Xuanfu, and also commanded the cavalry battalion of the Xuanfu six battalions, often Leave the customs and engage in a small-scale field battle with the Mongolian cavalry.

Judging from today's performance, Zhu Yi has lived up to the expectations of Xijue's eldest son!

"Father, you are seriously injured. Take off your armor quickly and let the military doctors treat you."

Zhu Yi didn't feel the joy he felt when he was praised by his father in the past. All he could think about was Zhu Yong's armor that was stained red by blood.

The family of princes, generals and ministers is ruthless, but most of the time it is towards the second son and concubine. As the eldest son, Zhu Yi has never lacked the affection between father and son.

"I'm fine."

Chengguo Gong Zhu Yong pushed away Zhu Yi's hand that wanted to help him remove his armor, and then looked at Wu Rui with a comforting smile on his face.

"Did Xiang Bei order you to come?"

"Yes, Admiral Shen ordered me to save my father-in-law at all costs!"

"Okay, okay, my life is worth it!"

Zhu Yong felt extremely sad at this moment. In addition to understanding the helplessness of the British Duke Zhang Fu on the battlefield, he also understood the envy he felt that night.

Not only did he have an outstanding eldest son like Zhu Yi, but he also had an equally talented concubine!

So what if you haven't entered the genealogy? There is still no way to cut off the connection between life and death!

"Master, let the military doctor check the injury first."

Wu Rui also persuaded him, and he was even afraid that Duke Cheng Zhu Yong's excited expression at this moment might be a reflection of his past.

After all, the Duke is no longer the Ming Dynasty Duke in his prime, he has become an old man in his sixties.

"No, it's not that time yet."

Zhu Yong shook his head. He still refused to remove his armor and let the military doctor check his injuries. Instead, he supported the arm of his deputy Xue Shou, stood up abruptly, and walked step by step towards the soldiers outside.

Because Zhu Yong knew very well that the disastrous defeat he suffered in this battle would leave an indelible shadow in the hearts of the cavalry soldiers in the Beijing camp, and even create a fear of the Waqi cavalry.

You can lose the battle, but don't be afraid, otherwise you will lose for the rest of your life!

As one of the most outstanding princes in the Ming Dynasty, and as the de facto commander of this personal expedition, Zhu Yong, the Duke of Cheng, could not let the soldiers watch him being carried out weakly.

He wanted to tell the cavalry soldiers who had just suffered a disastrous defeat that your commander had not been defeated and the backbone of the Ming army had not been broken. Facing the Waqi cavalry again in the future would be the day of revenge!

Zhu Yi and Wu Rui looked at the back of Duke Cheng Zhu Yong, and their eyes turned red instantly. They knew the meaning of his move. It was precisely because of knowing that they could better appreciate the resilience and persistence of a veteran. This He is the unfailing father-in-law in their hearts.

But in many cases, efforts may not always be rewarded. When the news of Duke Zhu Yong's defeat at Yaoerling reached the emperor's ears, it completely aroused the harsh and ungrateful side of Zhu Qizhen deep in his heart.

"What does Zhu Yong do? He has an army of 60,000, and the 60,000 elite cavalry of the Beijing camp that I entrusted to him were almost wiped out in one day."

Zhu Qizhen had no idea that Zhu Yong, who had high hopes for a counterattack, would be so unbearable that he even destroyed the mobile troops of his own expedition.

Now, let alone taking the initiative to attack the Wasi army, it has become a luxury to hope for a smooth return to the pass. The Mongols are best at riding and shooting. How can two legs outrun four legs?

But Zhu Qizhen forgot one important thing, that is, Zhu Yong's rash attack was an oracle issued by him himself.

"Your Majesty, please be patient. The battle report said that the guerrilla general Zhu Yi and Cheng Guo Gong's personal guard Wu Rui each led a troop of troops to help stabilize the situation. We should wait until Cheng Guo Gong Zhu Yong returns to camp before discussing."

Kuang Ye, the Secretary of the Ministry of War, stood up and tried to persuade him. No matter how angry the situation was, it would be useless. What he had to do now was to quickly gather the remaining soldiers of Zhu Yong's department, and then formulate a detailed post-breakup plan to ensure that the remaining hundreds of thousands of pro-conscript infantrymen could Returned to the customs smoothly.

"Discuss? There is not much left in the 60,000-strong army, what else is there to discuss?"

"Zhu Yong should be dismissed from his post and held accountable!"

Zhu Qizhen was simply furious. In addition to the soldiers and horses lost in the previous battles between Datong Maoerzhuang and Yanghe, the Mongolian Tartars had annihilated nearly a hundred thousand troops of the imperial court with minimal losses.

When did the Ming Dynasty, with its prosperous military virtues, fall to the point of being wantonly slaughtered by the Tartars?

Zhu Qizhen's former arrogance was shattered to pieces at this moment. He could not accept that the problem was his own, so he could only find a scapegoat to take the blame.

Duke Cheng Zhu Yong was the commander of 60,000 cavalry, how could he escape responsibility?

"No, Your Majesty. It is taboo to change generals before the battle. When the soldiers suffer such a defeat, it is even more important to stabilize the morale of the army. Please think twice!"

Cao Nai, the chief minister of the cabinet, stood up and said something to Zhu Yong, Duke Cheng.

Although he has always disliked these military generals and relatives, and even believed that the warlike warriors harmed the country. But at this critical moment, he could only put aside internal disputes and unite as one to return to Beijing smoothly.

Duke Cheng Zhu Yong has a high prestige in the army, and the Zhu Yi and Wu Rui troops who rushed to the rescue are the last remaining cavalry units in the imperial court.

If Zhu Yong, the duke of the country, was asked to accuse him at this time, he would definitely not be forced to rebel, but it would undoubtedly be a huge blow to the morale of the military.

"What is a big taboo? It seems to me that allowing mediocre people like Zhu Yong to continue to serve as generals is a taboo in the army!"

"The investigation of the crime can be discussed later. The matter of dismissal is imminent."

"Pass on my decree to order Deputy General Xue Shou to take over the post of General Zhu Yong and execute it immediately!"

Zhu Qizhen still insisted on removing Zhu Yong from his military position. If he had not considered the impact during the war, he would have wanted to remove his title as well.

In the history of the Ming Dynasty, there were countless relatives who were deprived of their titles and questioned for their crimes. Among the six founding Dukes, only the lineage of Wei Guogong was left, and Cheng Guogong was one more but not more, and one less was not more!

"Your Majesty, even if you want to be dismissed from your post, please return to Beijing and then execute it. You must not do it now!"

Chen Ying, the Marquis of Taining, finally couldn't help but stand up to persuade.

As an in-law of Cheng Guo Gong Zhu Yong, he had to avoid suspicion on many issues, otherwise it might add fuel to the fire.

But at this moment, Chen Ying, Marquis of Taining, must stand up and speak for Duke Zhu Yong, both in public and private matters. The emperor is destroying the Great Wall!

"Marquis Taining, are you questioning my decision?"

"I dare not, Your Majesty..."

Before Taining Marquis Chen Ying could finish his words, Zhu Qizhen waved his hand roughly and said: "Someone, drag Marquis Taining out!"

The clique of civil servants cliqued together to control the government and the public, which had long left a deep imprint on Zhu Qizhen's heart when he was young. Now even the ancestral and kinship groups have joined forces to form parties for private gain, which has exceeded the threshold of Zhu Qizhen's patience.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty must not do this..."

The shouts of Marquis Taining gradually faded away. Zhu Qizhen turned his head and looked at the civil and military ministers in the camp, and asked coldly: "Is there anyone else who wants to resist the decree now?"

Resistance and disobedience is a serious crime. The civil servants can stand on the side of the righteousness of the family and the country and say a few words to the Duke Zhu Yong.

But now with the example of Marquis Taining in front of them, all the officials in the tent did not dare to say anything.
To be continued...