The Reborn Duke of Ming Dynasty

"What the hell are the people in front doing! Hold on to me." Liu Jinquan's voice roared in the snow, and was quickly drowned out by the shouts around him, "Damn it, don't be shy, or you might as well put down the knife and let the They kill!"

"My lord, be careful with arrows!"

"Don't worry about that, Tartar's arrows won't hurt me!"

In this simple position, the hastily built fortifications are bearing the impact of the [-] Tartar army.However, the soldiers of the Ming army knew what would happen if the Tartars were allowed to break through, and they all fought desperately, and the Tartars would not be able to attack for a while.It's just that the morale here is good, otherwise the situation would be unimaginable.

"Be careful!" Wang Degui yelled and pulled Zhang Fan off his horse, and an arrow flew past the fallen Zhang Fan's head with a "swish".

Zhang Fan was taken aback, and before he had time to thank Wang Degui, more arrows came at them, and the two had to dodge in a hurry.Zhang Fan's horse was hit by several arrows, and in pain, the horse ran wild and injured several of his own people.

"Fucking Tartars! It seems that this time the account is here!" Wang Degui looked at the Tartars not far away swarming at the main gate of the camp with resentful eyes, as if he wanted to break into the camp.The soldiers of the Ming army at the door were desperately resisting, but no one fell down.Some can get up again, while others fall forever.

"Degui, are you alright?" Zhang Fan was protected by Wang Degui with a shield, looking at Wang Degui's bloody left arm, Zhang Fan asked.

"Don't worry, my lord, this little injury won't kill me." Wang Degui said carelessly.

The camp here had just been built when the Tartar army arrived.Seeing Zhang Fan and the others hiding here, Mobas immediately ordered the whole army to attack, vowing to kill all the Ming troops here and avenge Baals.The Tartars were also not afraid of death, they rushed forward when they saw the command from the general.All of a sudden, the gate of the camp was full of bloody soldiers, arrows rained down everywhere in the camp, and the soldiers of the Ming army in the camp also fought back with bows and arrows.Not that someone fell down.

It can be said that Zhang Fan really got his wish this time and experienced the horror of war!Although he didn't have to rush up to fight the Tartars, there were arrows flying around him all the time, and they would kill him all the time.When I was on the horse just now, I was a little stunned by the current situation. If Wang Degui hadn't helped me, I might have been killed by an arrow.

Over there, Liu Jinquan was yelling to direct the battle with his energetic voice. He was not afraid of the arrows that might attack him. He even didn't care if an arrow flew past his cheek, leaving a bloodstain. .Zhou Biao had already rushed to the gate of the camp to fight with the Tartars, the armor on his body was damaged in many places, and was already covered with blood, but judging by his appearance, most of them were from the Tartars.

"My lord, aren't you afraid?" Wang Degui asked, seeing that Zhang Fan was watching the killing ahead without any panic on his face.

"Then why aren't you afraid?" Zhang Fan asked back.

"I've been used to it for a long time, not to mention that even if I'm killed by the Tartars, it's my life." Wang Degui said casually, looking at the Tartars outside, he added, "But I will drag two Put your back on your back, otherwise you won't have the face to meet my parents, brothers and sisters!"

Zhang Fan looked at Wang Degui and did not speak for a long time. The shouts of killing outside were still loud, and there were still arrows flying around, but Zhang Fan did not see him from time to time. He said to Wang Degui: "Although it is my first time on the battlefield, I have The dead have never seen it, but I'm not afraid. I don't know why, maybe it's like what you said, if I die, this is my fate. I'm just worried that my mother will not be taken care of in the future."

"My lord, you don't have to be like this." Wang Degui pointed to the colleagues around him and said, "We all volunteered to serve as soldiers. There is no one in the family, but since we came, we already thought of dying on the battlefield. My lord and us It's different, your lord doesn't need to come to this muddy water, as long as your lord says something, the court will definitely let someone else replace you. But why lord..."

"Why do you have to come to die?" Zhang Fan continued, "Actually, there is another person who wants to die? But when I saw those who fled and came to my house to ask for food, I was always worried, maybe one day it will be my turn." My family. So when the imperial court ordered me to be recruited, I decided to contribute."

"My lord..." Wang Degui was about to say something after hearing Zhang Fan's words, but Zhang Fan interrupted him.

"When I came to Ningxiawei with you, I really regretted when I heard that I was going to raid the Tartar brigade with 5000 people. Take your own life into it."

Hearing this, Wang Degui didn't interrupt Zhang Fan, he knew that Zhang Fan had something to say later.

"But you don't know, you changed me." Zhang Fan said.

"Me?" Wang Degui was a little surprised, why himself?

"Yes, after hearing your story, I changed my mind." Zhang Fan nodded and said, "I used to think that even if the tartars came, they would just grab some food, gold and silver. In the future, if you become a Jinshi and become an official in another place, you can also take your mother away from this dangerous place. But I want to know what happened to you. My idea is too stupid. Tartars are not people who can spend money and eliminate disasters , and if I really do this, I am afraid that I will feel uneasy even if I become a prime minister in the future. I know that I may die here, but I think my death is worth it."

As he spoke, Zhang Fan took out a letter, handed it to Wang Degui, and said, "If I don't escape this disaster, you can call this letter to my mother and tell her: 'My child is not filial, you can't do it. ...'"

"You go to Helingtang to say these things in person." Wang Degui pushed the letter back before Zhang Fan finished speaking, and said, "I'm going back to live with my wife and children!"

Zhang Fan looked at Wang Degui, did not speak, put away the letter written last night, smiled, and thought in his heart: "Yes, why be so pessimistic, I may not die! No, I will definitely not die."

The sun gradually rose to the center, and the attacks of the Tartars continued, but they gradually slowed down.However, Liu Jinquan was not very optimistic. The Tartars on the opposite side had already set up camp not far away, making it clear that they wanted to exhaust themselves to the end.

After several hours of fighting, many people were hungry and tired. The cooks in the army immediately started cooking. Although it was only some dry food, the soldiers still ate with gusto.

Arrows, blood and corpses were everywhere on the snow.Zhang Fan felt that he should do something. He saw the wounded in the army screaming in pain in the temporary tent, and told Liu Jinquan that he had read some medical books and wanted to help treat the wounded.Liu Jinquan thought it would be better to let Zhang Fan go there, at least it would be safer, so he agreed to Zhang Fan's request.

The memory of Zhang Fan's body does have some memories of ancient medical books, but those are all about herbal acupuncture and moxibustion, which can cope with the current situation.Zhang Fan is still a young man in the new era at least 500 years later, and he still understands a few books on hygiene.He asked Wang Degui to find someone to dig some clean snow, boil hot water in a large pot, disinfect some medical equipment that had been torn into bandages, and bandage the wounds of the wounded soldiers.

The attacks of the Tartars did not stop. Although both sides were a little hungry after fighting fiercely for a long time, the battle at the gate of the camp did not stop.The soldiers of the Ming army had no choice but to replace the soldiers who were defending against the attack of the Tartars at the gate with a group of soldiers who had eaten dry food.It wasn't that there were wounded soldiers being carried into the tent, but Zhang Fan and a few temporary military doctors were too busy.

Gradually, the Tartars saw that the Ming soldiers in the camp were hiding, and only the camp gate was still fighting with their own people, so they stopped shooting with bows and arrows.The soldiers of the Ming army who had been rotated immediately went to rest, and another group of people went to the gate of the camp to resist.In this way, the battle continued until the evening, when the Tartars withdrew their troops, but the Tartars also sent troops to the back of the Ming camp to prevent the Ming army from escaping.

Many people were injured, and Zhang Fan was busy until late at night before he rested.After eating some dry food casually, he was so exhausted that he really didn't care about anyone. He spread out a pen and paper to record the situation of these few battles.

Liu Jinquan came to Zhang Fan's place, and only came in after Zhang Fan had done his job well.

"Master Bo has been busy all day, he must be very tired, why didn't he take a rest early?" Liu Jinquan asked.

"I'm really tired, but I can't sleep!"

"You don't have to worry about the Tartars outside. They won't be able to attack for a while, so you can rest in peace." Liu Jinquan thought that Zhang Fan was worried about the Tartars outside.

"Don't worry, my lord. It's not because of the Tartars that I can't sleep. It's just..." Zhang Fan paused, and continued: "It's just that these things happened today, and I'm just restless."

"Hehe, I don't know if Master Bo has thought about what will happen if the reinforcements don't arrive in time!" Liu Jinquan asked.

"I'm not afraid of death, not to mention that this task has been completed, and I feel that I have no regrets in dying."

Liu Jinquan thought for a while and said, "Actually, the army is running out of food and grass. The Tartars lost a lot when they were chasing them, and now there is only enough for tomorrow."

"How does your lord plan to deal with it?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Now we are surrounded by the Tartars. If we fight the Tartars head-on, we have no chance of winning." Liu Jinquan said, "I plan to gather all the horses in the army, as well as soldiers who are not seriously injured, and break out. , but it’s better than sitting here and waiting to die.”

"My lord..." Zhang Fan was about to say something when Liu Jinquan interrupted him.

"At that time, I will lead those people with limited mobility to entangle the Tartars, and Master Bo will follow them to break through!" Liu Jinquan said.

"What do you mean, my lord? Do you want me to be a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death?" Zhang Fan immediately retorted.

"It's not about being greedy for life and fearing death. If Master Bo stays, he will only drag us down and send him to death in vain."

"But my lord..." Zhang Fan wanted to say something else.

"I have made up my mind, Master Bo will rest well tonight." Liu Jinquan did not give Zhang Fan a chance to speak, and withdrew from the tent where Zhang Fan was resting, and said to Wang Degui who was outside, "You take good care of Master Bo, and send him off tomorrow. Lord, get on the horse and protect him to break through."

"No!" Wang Degui replied.