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Chapter 1651 : Great background

Thinking of this, the man in the leader's pale face improved a lot. He looked up at the depths of the imperial city, slowly pulled out his waist knife from his waist, and shouted: "Brothers, avenge our dead brothers!"

"Avenge!" Tens of thousands of people shouted in unison, and the sound was like thunder. The bright waist knife was raised high, reflecting the imperial city with a bright light.

In the imperial city, more than 30,000 soldiers were quickly integrated by Wang Ming's deputy general. Everyone pressed the hilt of the knife with his right hand and looked ahead. The archers in front bent their bows like a full moon, and the tense arrow strings made terrifying sounds from time to time.

Xiao Yun narrowed his eyes and looked in front of him, waiting patiently for the news sent by the scouts ahead.

It was not a good sign to discover the Tartars at this time. Although later generations had told him that most of them were Beijing in later generations, from this moment on, no one knew whether unknown things would happen. If a large number of enemy troops came and surrounded Dadu at this time, it would be a trend of closing the door and fighting dogs. It was easy to come in, but difficult to go out.

"The general turned out to be famous as General Xiao Yun and Xiao. Today, he will meet the general. I have the honor of the last general for three lives?" While waiting, Wang Ming stepped forward and hugged his fists.

While waiting, Xiao Yun had already learned about the glorious deeds of this gentleman from Mao Xiang's mouth. He learned that this man was also a famous general. In addition, his attitude was also good just now, which was very different from the general who was rather ruthless and arrogant in his military achievements. He could not say he liked or hated him. He smiled slightly and said, "What kind of famous people are bragging about is nothing. But is it the general who is deeply admired?"

Wang Ming is the kind of master who respects him and gives you one foot. Seeing that Xiao Yun is easy to talk, he let go of his airs. He looked ahead and said, "The general is famous but has no airs. He deeply admires Hu Zi. Is it a honor for Hu Zi to fight side by side with the general?"

"Damn it, I'll be honored to say a few words. Are you so fucking satisfied?" Even though he cursed, he didn't feel dissatisfied at all. His narrowed eyes did not take back: "According to General, is the Tartars coming? Is it the Tartars trick?"

Wang Ming withdrew his gaze, glanced at Xiao Yunwei'an's back, pondered for a while, and said, "The Tartars have always been cunning, and it may be a plan!"

Xiao Yun held the corner of his mouth slightly, and a very beautiful curve was raised.

Wang Ming stood sideways on Xiao Yun's side. Although it was under the night, he saw the curve of Xiao Yun's mouth just right, and a curve also echoed from the corner of his mouth.

"But, look at it, this time the Tartars may not be a trick?"

Xiao Yun's mouth moved, his curve slowly closed, he turned his face and looked at Wang Ming, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Why is this? Could it be that General Wang saw something?"

Wang Ming smiled indifferently: "The imperial city is solid, the Tartars have sufficient food and grass, and the troops are enough to deal with the imperial city guards. The Tartar Emperor not only did not defend the city, but chose to escape. It can be seen that the Tartar Emperor was afraid of the strength of our 300,000 troops in the Ming Dynasty. Let me ask, if a person who even threw the last foundation of his ancestors to his opponent, what courage would such a person come back?"

Xiao Yun nodded, suddenly smiled, and said, "The general is worthy of being a veteran of many battles. His eyes are very poisonous?"

Wang Ming laughed loudly and said, "Look at me, my eyes are still a little worse than the general's vision, right?"

"Damn, you really are an old fox?" Xiao Yun cursed inwardly. Just as he was about to speak, Mao Xiang, who was beside him, came over, looked at Xiao Yun and then looked at Wang Ming, and said, "Two generals, have you seen that this is not the Tartars' strategy to close the door and beat dogs?"

"Closing the door and beating dogs depends on the person. Can Emperor Yuan Hui?" Xiao Yun rolled his eyes and said angrily.

Mao Xiang's face turned red. He knew that he had asked an idiot's question and was quite embarrassed. However, he was a little curious after all, and asked again with a blushing face: "I wonder how the general saw it? Why can't I see it?"

"It would be strange if you can tell the pig's head?"

In fact, not only Mao Xiang was curious, but even Wang Ming, who didn't say a word, glanced at Xiao Yun, with expectations in his eyes.

"It seems that my little brother Ma's charm is still as good as that of the past? Well, let me tell you my pitiful look?"

"As General Wang said, the capital has been built for many years. The city gates and walls are like iron walls. The entire capital city, as long as there are troops and horses, food and grass, can be called "the four-character" in the capital. If the Tartars gave up such a city, do they still have the courage to kill them? Even if they are trying to learn from the King of Chu, don't forget that my 300,000 elite army of the Ming Dynasty successfully entered the imperial city. Have you ever seen a tiger bullied by a few stray dogs?"

Mao Xiang thought about it carefully, slapped his forehead suddenly and exclaimed: "Yes, we have entered Dadu City now and were said to have defended Dadu. Even if we fight out, it is enough to deal with the Tartars in Dadu. How could they be closed and beaten? I am so stupid, why didn't I expect it? I was worried for most of the time?"

Xiao Yun stumbled twice: "It's weird to think of it?"

"Who would it be the Tartars in the imperial city?" Mao Xiang said, looking at Xiao Yun blankly.

"Your grandpa, do you think I am a god and know everything?" He glared at Mao Xiang in anger and said, "Wait for a while and will have a result!"

Just as the three of them were guessing, a rapid sound of horse hooves came, and Mao Xiang shouted in surprise: "Brother, are they the scout sent? Are they back?"

Xiao Yun jumped and walked up without saying a word: "Have you found out clearly? Who are they?"

The scout wanted to salute, but was interrupted by Xiao Yun's wave of his hand. Seeing his anxious look, he was no longer polite, and took a breath and clasped his fists and said, "Report to the general, it is Wang Baobao's army!"

Wang Ming's face changed and he said in surprise: "Wang Baobao's army, are you sure?"

The scout said, "Although Bei Zhi did not see Wang Baozhen clearly, the leader was holding the Tartar flag, with "Yuan" written on one flag and "On the other flag" written on the other flag. "Kukutemur "Five Mongolian and Chinese characters, these five characters can be seen clearly!"

"Kukuo Timur? It's him?" Wang Ming's expression became heavy, and he looked a little indifferent just now, and immediately restrained himself.

"Hey, a famous general is a famous general. Just hearing a name makes a great change in the face of a tiger general. No wonder Sun Wukong, the later generations, is the catchphrase that Sun Dasheng is best at. I, Lao Sun, is Sun Wukong, who made a big fuss in the sky five hundred years ago. Is this awesome relationship scary?" Xiao Yun sighed.

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