Chapter 382 I'm Wrong

On the battlefield.

Yan Hu has completely changed.

All of the young fighter's moves became more aggressive and aggressive, without any caution at all.

Every slash and sweep was aimed at the enemy's vital points.

Every move is fatal.

On the battlefield, the two sides have been fighting for more than an hour.

It's the Iron Man.

In fact, I had lost all my strength a long time ago.

That's why.

Yan Hu's reckless attitude at this moment made the surrounding Mongols even more frightened.

And outside the battlefield.

There was a Ming army coming to support from the northeast and southeast sides.

The Mongols on the battlefield had completely lost confidence in winning.

even.

Even whether it is possible to escape from here and return to the grassland and desert protected by the Eternal Heaven has become an unknown.

The change in morale was silent.

But when it is shown on the battlefield, it is so obvious.

Especially the big opening and closing, with a stern and powerful look.

Next to the carriage on the road behind the battlefield.

Jiajing, sitting on the horse's back and slowly moving his legs, had fiery eyes.

Although he had never been on the battlefield.

But it can still be seen at a glance that the young general holding the knife in both hands must be the general who will lead the Changping side in this battle.

Zhu Zaigui had stopped beating the drum at this time.

Standing on the carriage, he bowed to his old father.

"My son, I will meet my father."

Jiajing waved the whip in his hand, but his eyes were always fixed on Yan Hu who was fighting bloody on the battlefield.

Zhu Zaigui looked over and smiled slightly.

He even had time to quietly glance at Yan Shaoting, who had been guarding him with a knife.

then.

Zhu Zaigui then said, "Father, do you think that young general is quite brave?"

Jiajing hummed.

With surprise on his face, he praised without disguising, "Although I haven't seen his full appearance, he must be a young general. Now that he is on the battlefield, he can have such courage. I also think that he is a talented general in the future of our dynasty."

Yan Shaoting quickly put away his knife and looked up at the old Taoist priest, whose face showed unstoppable fondness.

The old Taoist priest has taken a fancy to his own little bird.

Zhu Zaigui introduced with a smile: "The young general that the emperor praised is the current Changping Public Security Division Militia Team Captain Yan Hu. He usually leads the Militia Team in training. Today, when the Mongols attacked, he personally led his men to face the enemy and charged into battle with them."

"Yan Hu?"

Jiajing raised his eyebrows, and finally withdrew his gaze from Yan Hu on the battlefield reluctantly, and looked down at Yan Shaoting who had been standing silently beside the carriage.

He smiled faintly: "I guess it's Elder Yan's grandson?"

Zhu Zaigui knew clearly in his heart that Yan Hu would have a bright future now that he had been favored by his father.

There was no need to say anything more at this time, he just nodded.

Yan Shaoting, on the other hand, had no choice but to step forward, bowing and nodding: "Your Majesty, he is none other than your younger brother Yan Hu."

Jiajing laughed, rolled up the whip in his hand and stretched out his hand.

On the other side, Lu Fang, who had already dismounted, hurried forward and helped the emperor down from the horse.

Jiajing laughed and walked up to Yan Shaoting, poking his shoulder with his whip: "Your grandfather has trained two good ministers for me!"

Yan Shaoting lowered his head.

"This time the Mongolian thieves are invading, and I and my family have the responsibility to defend our territory. I dare not say anything else."

Jiajing smiled and didn't say much on this issue.

As the emperor, how could he not know what Yan Shaoting was being cautious about and what he was worried about?

Jiajing just looked deeply at Yan Shaoting who was lowering his head in front of him, then glanced sideways at his son who was present.

Zhu Zaigui immediately lowered his head and bent over.

"I personally went to the dangerous battlefield, which made your father worried. I personally led the army out of the city. It was my fault. Please issue an order to punish me."

"But I am the headmaster of Changping Academy, under the jurisdiction of the Public Security Department, and I have the responsibility to guard the territory. I am also a prince, so it is reasonable for me to advance and retreat with the people. If your Majesty wants to punish me, you must not punish Si Zheng and others, but only punish me."

When Zhu Zaigui saw that his father, the emperor, personally led troops to Changping, he understood why.

No matter what the emperor himself thought in his heart, it was obvious that he led his troops out of the city because I refused to return to the city.

Officially.

Putting aside the identity.

This is the drama of the father saving his son.

But how can the royal family ignore their status?

Therefore, Zhu Zaigui had to admit his mistake.

Seeing his son so smart, he immediately lowered his head and admitted his mistake with just a look. Jiajing snorted coldly twice.

"Today is the day when I personally attend the battle and reward the meritorious soldiers. We will discuss your punishment later!"

Zhu Zaigui bent his waist even deeper.

"I accept the blame."

Jiajing hummed twice lightly, then turned his gaze back to the battlefield.

He even took a step forward and walked towards the battlefield.

Lu Fang was worried and hurried forward.

Just about to open his mouth to persuade.

But Jiajing smiled and said, "I don't understand military formations, but I can see that our army is already sure of victory. You don't need to worry about my safety."

Say it.

Jiajing took faster steps.

Lu Fang could only look back at Yan Shaoting and others.

Yan Shaoting was helpless and looked at Lu Yi. The two of them held knives in their left and right hands and stood half a step in front of the old Taoist priest to protect him.

Zhu Zaigui, who admitted his mistake and took the blame, also hurriedly followed.

On the battlefield at this moment.

With the joining of the troops guarding the imperial mausoleum and the 3,000 cavalry under Guo Yuchuang, the situation became one-sided as Jiajing had said.

The cavalry was divided into two parts.

One group circled the battlefield, constantly harvesting the Mongols on the periphery in the hope of escaping. The other group rushed into the battlefield, constantly interspersed in it, and knocked down those Mongols who were still resisting stubbornly.

The officers and soldiers of the imperial mausoleum gradually took over the tasks of the Changping civilian troops on the battlefield and were responsible for encircling and suppressing the scattered Mongols.

The militia team began to withdraw from the battlefield in an orderly manner.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Yan Shaoting, who was escorting the old Taoist priest to the battlefield, couldn't help but heaving a sigh of relief when he saw Xiao Que'er had begun to withdraw from the battlefield under the protection of several militiamen. He finally had time to quietly turn around and look at the old Taoist priest.

Jiajing suddenly smiled and said, "If it were somewhere else, would there be such a result?"

He seemed to be asking the people around him.

But without waiting for many people to answer.

Jiajing sighed again and shook his head, saying, "I think that except for Changping, if this group of Mongols appears in any other place in Shuntian Prefecture, there will be corpses everywhere and the people will suffer heavy casualties."

While talking.

Everyone could already smell the strong smell of blood on the battlefield.

Jiajing sniffed and asked, "If the Xuanfu Border Army under Ma Fang were here today, would they be able to hold out for as long as the Changping Security Team before reinforcements arrived?"

This sentence.

Still no one answered.

And Jiajing did not ask or answer any more questions himself.

Because no one knows the outcome of a fight like this between Guan Gong and Qin Qiong.

But the silent silence seemed to have explained something.

Jiajing's eyes moved around with no apparent expression, making it impossible to guess what the emperor was thinking at the moment.

Paji.

A sound came from under Jiajing's feet.

Lower your head.

Then he saw that one of Jiajing's feet was already stepping into a pool of blood.

The bright red blood accumulated on the ground and had long since turned into a deep red color.

When he stepped on it, ripples appeared around him. Lv Fang, who was following behind him, felt his eyelids tremble.

And Jiajing finally stopped.

He looked at Yan Shaoting who was protecting himself with a knife and couldn't help laughing.

"Yan Shaoting."

Yan Shaoting's heart moved and he quickly turned around, wondering what the old Taoist priest was going to say at this time.

He lowered his head.

"emperor."

Jiajing smiled and said, "I still remember that when the gunshots were heard outside the palace wall of Xiyuan, you also asked questions and hurriedly put on armor and held a knife, and went to Xiyuan to protect me."

Yan Shaoting lowered his head and could not see the old Taoist priest's expression at the moment.

He just whispered: "This is my humble duty."

Jiajing shook his head: "You did a good job."

very nice?
Was it because you did a good job last time, or this time?
Yan Shaoting became suspicious.

And at this time.

Behind the crowd, there was already a louder noise.

Jiajing turned around and looked over, smiling coldly.

Yan Shaoting finally took the opportunity to raise his head and look in the direction where the sound came from.

I saw an endless stream of soldiers and horses, led by Zhenyuan Hou Gu Huan, rushing here.

Among them, cavalry was the largest.

The cavalry was divided into two groups, which moved out diagonally from both wings and circled on both sides, separating the emperor from the battlefield.

Gu Huan, along with a group of generals from the Beijing camp, reined in their horses and dismounted quickly when they were thirty steps away from the emperor.

This group of armored generals took two steps at a time and arrived in front of the emperor in a flash.

Led by Zhenyuan Hou Gu Huan, all the generals knelt on one knee and clasped their hands together.

"Your Highness is late in arriving to protect you."

"Your Majesty, please punish me."

In addition to the numerous cavalry guards on both sides, more officers and soldiers from the Beijing camp also rushed to the battlefield to carry out the final finishing procedures.

Jiajing showed no emotion, but just waved his hand: "Everyone, get up."

Gu Huan raised his head and glanced at the emperor.

Then he slowly stood up.

He first glanced at Prince Yu who was standing next to the emperor, and then exchanged glances with Yan Shaoting.

Seeing that these people were fine, Gu Huan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart finally settled down.

Seeing Gu Huan and others stood up.

Jiajing then said, "Quickly clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded, call the East Factory and Jinyiwei to find out how these Mongols got in."

Gu Huan immediately accepted the order, glanced at the emperor who looked expressionless, and then turned around and led his men towards the battlefield.

That's the time.

Changping direction.

A large group of people also rushed over.

But obviously, this group of people was divided into two groups.

One of the groups was led by Xu Wei, who rushed down from Jiashan. Behind him were the medical students from the academy led by Li Shizhen, and a group of Changping women who had been organized long ago, each holding a stretcher and rushing over.

None of them, including Xu Wei, came to pay homage to the emperor. They rushed directly to the battlefield.

The other group was headed by Yan Song. All of these cabinet ministers had red faces, sweat on their foreheads, and they panted all the way to the emperor.

Before Yan Song could speak, Xu Jie, who was younger than him, spoke first.

"Your Majesty, please punish us for being late in coming to your rescue."

Jiajing raised his eyebrows: "Save me?"

Xu Jie was stunned for a moment.

He quickly looked up at the battlefield behind the emperor.

Whether it was the imperial court troops brought by the emperor or the Beijing camp troops brought by Zhenyuan Hou Gu Huan, they were only doing finishing work on the battlefield at this moment.

In an instant, Xu Jie understood the situation.

seem……

Although Xu Jie was very reluctant to admit it at the moment, he had to admit that today, even if the emperor did not lead the army out of the city to support, Changping seemed to be able to resist these Mongols on its own.

even.

Xu Jie was reluctant to admit that only the Changping militia could grind these Mongols to death here!

Yan Song finally recovered his breath and hurried forward to bow and say: "The enemy who attacked today did not cause any chaos. Your Majesty personally led the army out of the city to fight and stabilize the world. This is truly a great achievement of your Majesty's civil and military governance! Today's events will also be recorded in history, and future generations of our dynasty will surely know about your Majesty's civil and military achievements!"

Words about civil and military achievements came from Yan Song's mouth.

Jiajing's expression indeed eased a little instantly, and he no longer had the previous gloom.

His eyes swept over Yan Song, who was bowing with his hands clasped and waist bowed, and he couldn't help but smile and walked forward in full view of everyone.

Jiajing actually reached out to hold Yan Song's arms and slowly lifted Yan Song up.

"The Prime Minister is in his 80s, but he can still go to the battlefield in person. He regained his balance in just a few moments. It seems that my Prime Minister can still serve for decades more!"

These words made everyone present jealous.

But no way.

Who made Yan Song's words so deeply rooted in the emperor's heart?

After saying this, Jiajing no longer cared about these people's little thoughts.

He turned around with a frown on his face, looking at the soldiers who were guarding the surroundings under Gu Huan's command.

Jiajing shouted coldly: "Push them all away, I want to see how badly these good men are injured!"

At this moment.

The emperor's prestige has reached its peak.

Following the emperor's order, countless soldiers slowly retreated, exposing the battlefield to everyone's sight again.

Jiajing picked up his pace again and walked towards the battlefield where the sound of fighting was no longer heard.

Only then did Yan Shaoting have time to observe the scene on the battlefield.

Almost all the militiamen who could stand had already withdrawn, and were either lying or sitting on the open space nearby to rest.

The medical students in the academy searched everyone's body and checked for internal and external injuries.

More people were on the battlefield, carrying out those who had lost their ability to move and gathering them aside for simple treatment.

And on the roadside.

There were pieces of white cloth covering the lifeless corpses.

Cry.

Gradually it emerged on the battlefield.

It was the women of Changping who were crying.

These corpses covered with white cloth were all people they knew in the past, some of them were even their fathers, husbands, and sons.

The crying continued, but none of the women stopped working.

Jiajing stood in the middle of where the corpses were placed and the wounded were being treated, his eyes looking increasingly solemn.

By this time, Gu Huan had already walked around the battlefield and came back with his men.

Coming closer.

Gu Huan clasped his fists and bowed: "Your Majesty, all the enemies who attacked today have been killed. The survivors have also been taken into custody and handed over to the East Factory and Jinyiwei for interrogation."

Xu Jie, who followed over, quickly glanced at the battlefield filled with the smell of blood.

He quickly smiled and said, "This time our dynasty has completely wiped out the invading enemy, which is a great victory. Your Majesty's personal expedition has brought glory to our dynasty."

however.

In Yan Shaoting's sight, the old Taoist priest's eyelids shrank.

Jiajing glanced at Xu Jie sideways.

Xu Jie's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Suffered.

I made another wrong step.

really.

Jiajing just snorted coldly.

"How can there be a great victory?"

"The white strips of cloth here today are all my fault!"

Under the gaze of everyone.

Jiajing snorted coldly: "I am wrong!"

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