Supporting the body in the white blade, wandering in the red dust

Chapter 694

There was a lot of harassment in the court, Yan Song and Yan Ge always really understood the psychology of Emperor Jiajing, and he simply proposed a way to deal with it. Of course, this also won many officials and all the people's scolding - Jiajing?Jiajing pretended to be dead, pretended to be deceived.No matter how thick-skinned Yan Song was, he had to react to being scolded by the lower-level censors, so Bailang had not yet been granted any post soon after he entered Beijing, so he had to appoint a military chief and lead the Beijing battalion on his behalf. , drove out of the capital to fight Altan.

As soon as the order came, Bailang went to the Beijing camp to select soldiers. He had long known that all the people in the Beijing camp were crooked melons and jujubes, local gangsters, and if they dared to fight, they would not be able to choose a few - they had eaten at least one-third of them. With empty pay, coupled with the quality of the soldiers, Bailang has no hope of how many people he can choose.Fortunately, although Jingying is rubbish, Yumajian can still squeeze out some decent war horses - Jinyiwei even has an elephant house, but it is a pity that elephants cannot be ridden to fight.

Another good thing is that the craftsmen of the capital are more reliable, and there are relatively more good things in the warehouse of the Ministry of War - no matter how corrupt it is, the scene is still passable.Therefore, Bailang received a pair of fish-scale chain mail and an eight-faced helmet with phoenix wings on his head. to be discharged.

The war horse is a "dragon horse" provided by the chieftain of the southwest, and the weapon is a long lance taken out of the arsenal and repaired by the craftsman.Bai Lang picked it up casually and held a flower on his head with one hand, winning the applause of the princes and father-in-laws. As far as martial arts are more popular here, the proportion of civil servants who have mastered martial arts is relatively small.

This group of experts can see how fierce Bailang is at a glance, and Bailang is actually quite surprised to see them - although Guo Gong is known for his corruption and incompetence, but the family martial arts practiced to a level stronger than that of Yue Buqun, probably similar to Zuo Lengchan Among the peers, but the grandfathers of the Imperial Horse Supervisor, their martial arts are a few points or even better than that of the grandfather of the country.What they marveled at was the unparalleled martial arts of the head of the Ministry of War. Several father-in-laws were also knowledgeable masters, and they could tell that Bailang was already a heavenly man—a congenital master.

Such masters should be used to protect the emperor, and if they are cut off and taken to the palace, they will definitely be able to hold a pen in the Supervisor of Literacy.Your father-in-law is still pity for Bai Lang, "This kind of hero can't be the elder in his life, it's better to come to our company's ceremonial supervisor to be the inner minister." If Bai Lang knew that your father-in-law thinks this way, I am afraid that a tiger's claw will break it first. Help the corpse of the eggless generation.

The Beijing camp can't only send out 200 people. It's unreasonable to say that, so we have to put together 3000 people. As for whether we can fight?Anyway, as long as he is [-] miles away from the capital, he will be in charge, and he will be able to report victory if he delays until I say that I will retreat.Bailang looked at this group of guys, the ones in the front looked a bit decent, and the useless ones were put in the back - it took two days to finish the counting of troops, and then they were clamoring to send money.

Bai Lang shook his head, and even the cavalry guards—they were dozens of soldiers who were able to fight from his own personal soldiers and the hundreds of households in the battalion. Bai Lang didn’t even bother to look at this group of people, so he directly planned The horse rushed out of the capital, "Wait for the commanding army to catch up later!" More than a dozen of the cavalry guards also hurriedly followed suit - this Master Jin is a noble man, and if something happened, they couldn't bear it. rise.

Bailang's true energy is flowing, and this method of rushing the long road in unity was learned in the past when the Sui and Tang Dynasties were fighting.The war horse ran for more than [-] miles, but saw the smoke of the wolf ignited from the village in front.The Mongolian cavalry burned, killed and looted here, and the sound of Bailang's hooves was not noticed by those guys, but after all, someone saw Bailang.The bone whistle sounded, but it was difficult for this group of people to gather at once, Bailang stabbed one person at random, and then he rushed in along the village road.

In front of the Bailang Horse, there was no one who was able to cooperate, and the Mongol soldiers who fell to the ground and died on both sides were left and right.Or there was a Mongolian soldier hiding in the room shooting arrows at him, and Bailang called it casually, and swept the house with the lance in his right hand, cutting the house and the Mongolian soldiers inside—Bailang knew that there was no one alive except this Mongolian soldier in the house.At this time, Bailang's beards, hair and hair and a tiger's whiskers exploded, and his eyes flashed like a thunderbolt, which directly frightened the enemy chief who faced him.

There were also Mongolian cavalrymen at the back of the village who took the opportunity to put on their horses and assembled into a team to fight against the white waves.At this time, Bailang was killing three cavalry in front of him, and two cavalry on the left and right tried to attack his side. The Mongolian horse control skills were indeed superb, and the speed of Bailang's dash was accurate.Bai Lang sneered and drank with anger.The three riders and horses in front of him made Yi Yi, and Bai Lang's right hand crossed his left, and the whole long lance swept a half-moon-shaped arc from right to left.

The four cavalry that came from left and right were immediately beheaded, with their horses and men, and then the white waves marched forward. He stabbed the lance in his left hand, and the long lance pierced three people in one breath from the left side.Bailang's strength trembled, and the three suddenly fell off their horses.Bailang killed through the village, but only killed more than a dozen people. There were more than dozens of dead people in this village, and some men and women were tied up. Bailang killed the Mongolian soldiers who were guarding them. At this time, the guards also arrived. .

Bai Lang looked at the six people who were in a state of embarrassment, and didn't say anything, but rode around the village on horseback. When he saw a Mongolian, he was stabbed.Finally, he saw a Mongolian man dressed in a different way trying to escape, so Bailang laughed and stuck the lance on the ground.He urged the warhorse to start chasing from behind, but after a few breaths, the warhorse was already chasing him, and Bailang reached out and grabbed the man and slipped the man into his hand, like a baby.

After returning to the horse, Bailang threw the man on the ground, "You torture him, where are the other Mongolian cavalry?" After speaking, Bailang dismounted to feed the horse and eat and drink by himself.

From this day on, the [-] Beijing battalion soldiers have never seen their chief general. These uncles almost ran out of breath and did not catch up with the erratic chief general, but they were able to rush to villages and clean up according to the guidance of their guards. The heads of Tartarians piled up inside.Bailang intercepted and killed the Mongolian soldiers who were scattered and grabbed for food. Thousands of heads had been beheaded in three days, and Altan had already begun to gather troops to prepare to withdraw from Gubeikou.Of course, he also heard the news that Bailang came out to kill his subordinates everywhere.

If the Mongolian cavalry wanted to run with their trophies, they probably couldn't run fast, and it wasn't that there were no warriors who dared to attack and intercept the retreating Mongols carrying their belongings.However, the soldiers under Bailang's command couldn't keep up, so the fierce general had to bring three or fifty people to fight against the Alda army.
(End of this chapter)