After all, what my father valued most in his life was family inheritance, and he adhered to the concept of prosperity and loss of oneself.

If Zhu Yi and Chen Yichen could die in front of him, and Duke Cheng had his family to be cut off from his title, then he would be heartbroken to watch his mother's death and be sad, so he could also taste it.

This is the real empathy!

"Tai Shi, you only need to attack for another half an hour!"

"No! It only takes another quarter of an hour to attack, the headquarters of the Chen Yichen Palace rear army will inevitably collapse, and by then this Ming army will be wiped out by the Mongolian warriors!"

"When you fail, you must not withdraw your troops!"

He was very able to understand Zhu Ji's eager revenge mentality. He even partially recognized his reasons for opposing the withdrawal of troops.

But even if he wiped out more than 30,000 people, including the Ming reinforcements, his results were still not as good as his 10,000 tribal guards. That was the foundation of his standing.

And to take a step back, Yesen's strategic goal of defeating the Ming Dynasty's personal expedition army and the captured emperor Zhu Qizhen had long exceeded the completion.

He now needs more time to digest the achievements of the Battle of Tumu Fort and to make good use of Zhu Qizhen's "meat ticket" in the future. Letting Chen Yichen's horse will not affect the overall situation, and wait for the Mongolian army to clean up the battlefield of Tumu Fort.

What Ming Kingdom will face in the future will be a more powerful Mongolian army!

By that time, what Yexian wanted was not as simple as eating tens of thousands of troops from the Chen Yichen Palace. What he wanted was the entire Ming Dynasty!

"Zhu Ji, since I promised to help you revenge, I will never go back on my word."

"At most a month, you can see the scene of the Mongolian army coming to the capital. By then, whether it is Duke Cheng, Chen Yichen or Zhu Yi, they will become turtles in the jar."

"You have been holding back for three years, are you still anxious about this time?"

After saying that, Yexian patted Zhu Ji on the shoulder lightly, hoping that he could understand his intentions and difficulties.

Zhu Ji didn't care about the casualties of the Wata Guards, and could not wait to kill the Duke and his son. But he knew better in his heart that he did not have the capital to bargain with the Grand Tutor first, and he could not control the situation on the battlefield.

After years of endurance, I have to say that Zhu Ji has become much gloomy and steady compared to his previous image as a playboy. He took a deep breath, suppressed his inner impulse, and nodded, "Everything is allowed to be arranged by the Grand Master."

"Very good, then you should return to Ming Kingdom. I will need your strong help in the future."

Now that the pursuit is coming to an end, Yesen still needs Zhu Ji to continue to act as an internal supporter. If he does not return to Ming Kingdom, it will easily lead to suspicion.

"Yes, Grand Master."

Zhu Ji bowed and responded, then slowly retreated and disappeared into the army of Tissus.

The unique ox horn in Mongolia sounded, and Boluo Maulohai felt very aggrieved when he listened to the signal of the whistleblower from the direction of the command center.

The Wata's personal guards have never lost their battles in the north and south for many years, but now they are unable to defeat the Ming cavalry on their home court, which is simply a shame!

But the authority of the Taishi Yesen is unquestionable. Even if he is dissatisfied with his heart and wants to continue the battle, Boluo Maulohai had to obey the order and withdraw his troops.

At the same time, the Ala Zhiyuan led Mongolian reinforcements to the outside of the front line. If Chen Yichen dared to risk chasing Wasai's personal guards to expand the results, what would be greeted by him would be like a crushing mountain.

Don’t forget that Tai Shi Yexian still has more than 100,000 reserve troops in his hands. The pursuit of troops on the battlefield is far from his full strength.

"Admiral, the Mongols retreated, and they were afraid of being beaten!"

Looking at the Watami guards shrinking the front line and retreating, Wu Rui looked extremely excited!

This is the most elite Wata personal guard in Mongolia, and he also came to fight with the power of great victory. Not only did he withstand the opponent's attack at a disadvantage, but after obtaining support, he launched a counterattack to repel the opponent.

Facts have proved that the overlord on the grassland is still not a Mongolian cavalry, or my Ming Dynasty cavalry!

"Brother, do you want us to chase us?"

The fat white man Zhang Qi came out of nowhere, and Zhang asked Chen Yichen in a slap.

It is better to chase the remaining brave men and take his life while he is sick!

"withdraw troops!"

Chen Yichen always kept calm in the face of a group of excited subordinates.

The support troops led by the Ala Zhiyuan in the distance have already been arranged in formation. As long as they dare to go out to pursue, they will inevitably face the offensive of the Mongolian army.

Moreover, after this battle, we can only say that we won strategically and suffered heavy casualties in tactical situations.

Chen Yichen's five thousand cavalry behind the palace may be less than two thousand riding on horseback. The infantry behind the palace may be less than half of the casualties as of the current situation.

An extremely heroic victory!

Just as Zhang Qi wanted to continue fighting, Li Da's voice came from behind: "Collapse the soldiers, take advantage of the Mongols' breathing opportunity to escape from the battlefield and retreat quickly."

As a middle- and high-level general and always visiting the front line in Liaodong for many years, Li Da naturally understood that the situation is still in danger.

Defeating the Wastu guards is the best time to retreat. It is tantamount to seeking death to pursue and expand the results of the battle at this time.

"Yes, guard."

After Chen Yichen and Li Da's double rejection, the fat white man Zhang Qi instantly calmed down and began to seize the time to collect the soldiers and transport the wounded to retreat.

"Yangbei, are you okay?"

Li Da followed the situation to Chen Yichen and asked about his injuries with concern.

Originally, under the leadership of the excited emotions on the battlefield, Chen Yichen completely forgot the knife wound on his body. As a result, after Li Da reminded him, the pain in his ribs rushed straight into his forehead, making him subconsciously want to curl up.

However, his will still overcome the pain. As the head coach, Chen Yichen must not show his weak side. He could only bite and replied: "It's okay."

Almost at the moment Chen Yichen finished speaking, a strange and familiar voice came to his ears: "I am much more determined than a few years ago, and now I am more like the commander of the first army, not the leader of the Ming Dynasty."

Hearing this voice, Chen Yichen looked up and looked at him. Zhu Yi, dressed in military uniform, appeared in front of him.

Compared with three years ago, Zhu Yi's momentum is becoming more sophisticated and calm, but his expression on his face is a little vicissitudes. It seems that his career in guarding the border has also brought him great changes.

"So that Zhu's head coach flag is you."

"Accident?"

“It’s really surprising.”

Chen Yichen nodded without denying it. He always thought that the only one who would be in danger to rush to help him was Zhu Yong, and he did not expect it would be Zhu Yi.

Faced with Chen Yichen's calm admission, a mocking smile appeared on Zhu Yi's face.

"Do you remember what I said to you in the last farewell?"

"To the north, I'm not the kind of person you think."

Hearing this familiar words, Chen Yichen's mind showed the scene of Zhu Yi taking poison on his own and lying on the sickbed to plan.

At that time, Chen Yichen was left with deep fear in his heart, worried that Zhu Yi would use the same method on him in the future.

After all, the Duke and Martial Family has no family affection, and with the identity of his maid, even Zhu Yi cannot express his deep brotherly feelings against his conscience.

But now Chen Yichen doesn't know what to say. Is Zhu Yi leading the army to help for the nominal brother's bloodline or another intention? Who can easily see through the human heart?

"Thanks."

"Thank you for saving me and the soldiers."

Chen Yichen thanked Zhu Yi with mixed feelings. He once felt confused when facing the father-son relationship between Duke Cheng Guogong Zhu Yong, but now he doesn't know how to deal with this strange "brother".

"We are brothers, we prosper and all the prosperity will be prosperous, and all the loss will be damaged!"

Hearing this familiar words made Chen Yichen, who was not planning to speak much, look at Zhu Yi and ask a thoughtful sentence: "If I have no value in use and cannot bring honor and disgrace to the Duke Cheng Mansion, would you choose to take the risk of helping?"

"Then let me ask you, if it were my palace back who covered the retreat today, would you lead the army to help?"

"meeting."

Chen Yichen agreed with certainty and then added: "But it is not for the honor and disgrace of the Duke Cheng's Mansion, but for the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty and the country and the world!"

"I can do it, but in addition to the Ming soldiers and the country and the world, you also have the blood of the Duke of Chenggong's Mansion on you!"

The unexpected answer made Chen Yichen a little panicked and at a loss.

Apart from Li Da, a group of emotional brothers, he never thought that he would have a "brother" in his blood one day.

Perhaps seeing Chen Yichen's confusion, Zhu Yi smiled bitterly on his face and said, "Looking north, one day you will open a government office and build an office. Then you will be able to understand my father and why I did this."

"In life, when you enjoy the glory brought by the family, you must assume the responsibilities given by the family."
Chapter completed!