On the fort wall, there was a sudden stir, and everyone was cheering. The officers were as excited as the soldiers, and everyone showed a very excited expression on their faces.

In the past, when there were cavalry teams going out, some people paid attention and applauded, but they have never been like this today. Behind the female wall and the marquee, the arrow tower and the lookout hall were almost full of people, because there was Zhang Han in this cavalry team, which was also the backbone of everyone and the hope for the future!

"Gods and Buddhas are here, bless us lord..." The cavalry team quickly turned and rushed to the direction of another pier three miles away. Although the moonlight was good, the people and horses gradually became blurred so far apart that people could not see it. They didn't know who was the first to kneel down to pray. Then Hulala's people kneeled down to the ground. The first ones were all the civilians and Han Chinese merchants, and then several baggage soldiers also knelt down.

Lu Da's face was full of tears, and he prayed with his hands together.

During the past few months in the grassland, he felt that he had been transformed and had become a completely different person. Everything, including the future of his four brothers, everything from Li Zhuang to Lingqiu, Lu Da already knew that everything was inseparable from the adult who had just left the city. When Zhang Han was in the castle, Lu Da had seen him many times, and felt that he was just a tall young man with a look of old age. He smiled all day long and was very gentle and kind to people, but Lu Da was not good at speaking, nor did he look like some people who dared to come forward and get close to Zhang Han. Lu Da just kept watching from a distance, and felt very intimate about Zhang Han.

At this point, Lu Dacai suddenly realized that the future of his four brothers was closely related to each other. His expression was extremely pious, hoping that the gods and Buddhas in the sky could hear his prayers, bless Mr. Zhang to successfully break through, return to Lizhuang safely, and solve the problem of traitors' betrayal.

At the end, Lu Da congratulated in a murderous manner: "God, bless us lord, if you have time, you will send a thunder and kill that damn thing. Damn, if you don't live such a good life, sell the lord to the court. What can the court give you? Even if you give it well, you can be right to so many people. It's such a fucking bastard..."

"The soldiers all got up." Li Xuan looked back and saw it, cursing angrily: "How can we soldiers kneel down in public like the people? They all hurry up and get up and go down!"

Lu Dahe and a few soldiers left in a mess, and Li Xuan turned around and looked at Dunbao, but he could no longer see anything.

...

Zhang Han felt the wind whistling in his ears, and the horses were galloping for no reason!

He is riding an extremely tall good horse, which is the spoil captured by Li Xuan during the first battle in Li Zhuang. It is rare among Mongolian horses and is strong enough. It is excellent in both short sprints and long-distance running. Li Xuan gave it to Zhang Han, hoping that this action can rely on the power of this good horse and successfully send Zhang Han to the south of the Great Wall.

People were riding on horses, and Zhang Han felt the sound of partners, horse hooves, people panting, whip explosions, and dull sounds of cannons. When people listened to the sound, sometimes they couldn't help looking back at the Beilu who was chasing, but they could see the flames ejected by the cannons pierced the sky at night.

Wen Zhongfa's voice sounded: "Team officer, let's take a break on the periphery of this pier."

"Okay, I understand." Zhang Han answered immediately, and began to pull the reins and slowed down the horse's speed. The horse was blowing in dissatisfaction, and the frequency of horse's hooves gradually slowed down.

Zhang Han stroked the horse's horse's hair and felt that the horse had sweated, but not much. He patted the horse's body with care. The horse ran slower and slower, and finally stopped beside the horse-blocking wall outside the Dunbao.

Everyone turned over and dismounted, the cavalry took out the water bags, and they were the same as Zhang Han, and everyone drank the water in big mouthfuls.

The interlacing just now was also dangerous and dangerous. It seemed that none of the cavalry in this team was injured or dropped. However, just now everyone felt that it was dangerous. Many arrows were almost crossing the bodies of people. Two people were caught. The arrows did not penetrate the mail. After dismounting, the two men did not take care of drinking water, but pulled out the arrows on their bodies first. The Mongols' iron arrows were far inferior to the Donglu. Their arrows were only ordinary light arrows on the Donglu, and the arrows were not standardized. The two knights pulled out the arrows easily. They looked at the tip of the iron arrows under the moonlight, with a wisp of blood on the pointed head, and seemed to have some flesh and blood. However, both of them didn't care. There was no need to bandage and debunk this little skin trauma. They took out their own water bags and poured them on the wound. They washed them. Then they drank the water in big mouthfuls.

The horses looked down on the ground for grass, but hundreds of people had worked here, stepping the outer edge of the pier into a sandy field. The horses did not find food, and raised their heads in disappointment and wanted to stroll and search, but the knights tightened the reins to prevent the horse from relaxing.

Wen Zhongfa and Bald both suddenly raised their heads and listened together.

The same was true for several subordinates of Li Xuan among the knights. After hearing for a while, they said in unison: "The distance is three or four miles away, about one or two hundred riders."

The bald man said, "Bei Lu also knows that we did not come to chase us under the cover of Dunbao. It seems that we want to wait for dawn."

"They were discouraged, too." A knight said: "I don't think anyone can still maintain considerable confidence after repeated failures."

At this time, the crowd was also full of people. People on the fort walls set up torches and shone the three-story dune castle. There was a team of baggage soldiers, several gunners and more than ten civilians in this dune castle. At this time, they were all standing behind the pier wall. A team official shouted, "Brothers below, are you going to the fort or just rest outside?"

Wen Zhongfa replied: "We will rest for a quarter of an hour, ask the horse to return to its physical strength, and then leave."

The person above said, "It's Mr. Wen, I understand."

Wen Zhongfa has broken out many times, and everyone in the nearby Dunbao Military Station has known him, but no one suspects that Zhang Han, the master of Yusheng, is still hidden in this small team of cavalry.

The cavalry rested for a while, and the pier was preparing. The Beilu cavalry who were rushing to attack were also very obedient. They began to disperse one mile away, and when they entered about half a mile, they even scattered everywhere. In Zhang Han's eyes, there seemed to be rushing Beilu and their horses everywhere. The Beilu made strange screams, and the sounds came like a wave, as if it was blocked by the small pier. However, Wen Zhongfa and others were still in a state of motion. After drinking the water, they stood to rest and began to twist their waists.

The bald man reminded Zhang Han: "Sir, don't stand still. You don't know how long you will ride for a while. It's best to move your waist."

Only then did Zhang Han feel his waist stiff. Although he didn't ride for a long time, he fought with the enemy and ran out at the fastest speed. He felt a little uncomfortable on both sides of his thighs and waist.

Zhang Han smiled bitterly in his heart and said, "It's not hard to see people carry loads. I didn't think anything when I saw the soldiers going to the battle. I felt that I had done my best. Now I know their hard work and danger!"

After a full moment, several artillery fired nearer and denser places on the pier fort, which shocked the Northern Le cavalry farther away. At this time, Wen Zhongfa suddenly got on the horse and waved his hand to order to set off. Only then did he see Zhang Han again, with a look of embarrassment on his face. He asked Zhang Han: "Team Officer, will you go?"

Zhang Han said calmly: "Wen Zhongfa, don't ask me again. I usually take charge of the overall situation. I have never done anything to lead a team of cavalry to fight like this. You must remember that the team officer is just your name to me. You are the team officer in this team."

Wen Zhongfa wiped his face, and the bald man laughed. Wen Zhongfa stared at him and cursed: "The bald man is leading the way. I and the three of us are behind. The team officials are in the middle, and the rest are behind. The team is long snake. Don't add personnel to protect both sides of the team officials. Everyone is rushing. The goal is the ninth station in the southwest!"

The ninth platform is 45 miles away from Jining Fort, which means that if you take away these previous journeys, you will have to run at least 35 miles. It is impossible for the horses to keep moving forward at the speed of sprinting. In other words, it will take about two hours to arrive at the ninth platform, just before dawn.

"If we sprint one by one, avoid and sprint again, it will take too long to delay this. If we cannot reach dozens of miles away after dawn, it will be very dangerous. After all, this is the place where the heavy troops of the Northern Barbarians gather. If they are forced to send over a thousand-armored soldiers to protect us, they will not be able to escape no matter what..." Although Zhang Han said that all the command was handed over to him, Wen Zhongfa still explained to Zhang Han behind him.

Zhang Han nodded and smiled, saying, "And it can't make them too ugly, otherwise they would not be determined to attack the military platform, and they would still dare to attack the Dunbao."

There are at most three Folang machines and more than ten or twenty muskets per dungeon. The Beilu can definitely attack with hundreds of people, but Jining Fort and those big military platforms are there. The Beilu is unwilling to lose people to attack these Dunbao. In fact, Zhang Han feels that if he commands the Beilu, Jihou soldiers will definitely eliminate the Dunbao military platform one by one. However, the Beilu has many internal conflicts, and the soldiers lack confidence and military discipline. Even if the commander makes this determination, he may not be able to persevere.
Chapter completed!