The inner courtyard of the royal palace.

Zhu Ma's expression was very calm.

Uncle Zheng looked at Zhu Mom anxiously.

"Uncle Zheng, don't panic. What should come will come, and I can't stop it." Zhu Mai comforted Uncle Zheng instead.

Uncle Zheng cried and said, "But the princess shouldn't be here. What should I do if the Tartars come?"

Zhu Ma's face moved slightly, and she said, "Actually, I have been living a very down-to-earth life in the past few months. I have never been so down-to-earth since I left Beijing."

"I think about it now, he is right. The capital falls and the late emperor dies. The world is no longer the Zhu family. What we need now is the Han people in the world who share the same hatred against the enemy and fight against the Qing army. As long as we can defend the Han people's throne, anyone can be the emperor. Compared with the vast number of people, an imperial throne seems insignificant."

Uncle Zheng was awakened by Zhu Ma's words and said anxiously: "Your Highness, go to Wuzhuang. Now there are more than a thousand troops in the Lianghu Guard in Wuzheng, which can ensure your safety."

Zhu Mai smiled and shook her head and said, "I won't go. He has what he wants to do, and I have what I want to do. If he can come, he will definitely come. If he can't come... Why should I go? As a royal family, I stay in Shaoxing Prefecture, which is fate. People will have peace of mind!"

....

Wu Zheng worked very hard to chase, and the dozens of miles of mountain road made more than a thousand people exhausted.

Fortunately, the mountains in the south of the Yangtze River are not high, and compared with the mountains in the northwest and northeast, they are hills.

Wu Zheng also ignored the soldiers' physical strength at all. Until now, Wu Zheng believed that the Ming army would definitely win.

Therefore, as long as you reach the Three Realms, you can stop the cavalry battalion.

But when Wu Zhengniu panted and climbed to the top of the hill beside the official road of the Three Realms, Wu Zheng was stunned.

Is this the battlefield of imagination?

To the west, hundreds of Tartar cavalry chased two or three thousand Wei Wenyuan's troops, chasing them like sheep. One by one, the soldiers rushed forward as the Tartars swung their swords and got a knife behind them.

To the east, Liao Zhongping's troops were still more decent. Although they were retreating, the soldiers' faces were facing the Tartars.

Wu Zheng was stunned. What about the promised victory?

How could this battle be fought like this?

Wu Zheng suddenly saw his cavalry battalion appearing on the official road.

Oh my God! Wu Zheng almost pulled off his hair.

In this kind of battle situation, how could more than 500 cavalry soldiers, who did not ride horses, be opponents of the Tartars?

Seeing his efforts going to be exhausted, Wu Zheng was in a panic.

But on the top of the mountain, Wu Zheng hesitated to see the panting soldiers.

Should I order to rush down?

If you rush down, you will likely be wiped out.

The soldiers were also looking at Wu Zheng, would they fight?

Wu Zheng took a deep breath and observed that the distance from the battlefield was three or four miles downhill.

This distance may take half a stick of incense.

If the Ming army at Yamashita did not collapse during this half incense stick, then his troops might be able to join forces with them and thus block the Tartars.

But if the Ming army at the foot of the mountain collapsed, the Tartars would in turn form an encirclement of their troops.

The key is the cavalry battalion.

Why didn’t Qian Qiaogong of Dog Ri’s orders to let the soldiers dismount and fight?

Should we really let these people who can't even sit on the back of the horse charge towards the Tartar cavalry?

But Wu Zheng found that Qian Qiaogong's troops had no intention of slowing down, forming a loose cavalry line and rushed towards the Tartars in a daze.

He is so sad that he doesn’t feel sad!

Wu Zheng shouted, "Shen Zhiyuan, lead the first battalion to intercept Qian Qiaogong. The remaining battalions will follow the officer down the mountain."

More than a thousand people rushed down the mountain like a waterfall.

Wu Zheng had already prepared for heavy losses to the cavalry battalion.

He is even ready to clean up the money.

But halfway up the mountain, Wu Zheng strangely discovered that the soldiers of the cavalry battalion were standing straight at the horse.

No one fell off the horse because of the bumpy horse's back.

This is so strange. Is Qian Qiaogong really a little bit about making gold?

....

Wei Wenyuan almost shook his hand and was about to draw the knife.

But when Ming cavalry appeared on the official road, Wei Wenyuan quickly put down his knife.

Cavalry, cavalry of the Ming army.

Wei Wenyuan no longer had time to think about where this Ming cavalry came from.

He ordered the soldiers around him in a hoarse voice, "Scream loudly, reinforcements have arrived."

"Reinforcements have arrived!"

These four words are the best calming agent to stabilize the morale of the army.

When the cry for "reinforcements arrived" resounded throughout the battlefield, countless running soldiers began to slow down.

They are all looking back.

Reinforcements are really coming.

A long line of cavalry appeared in their sight.

They think this battle can still be won.

There were only one thousand Tartars.

If you still hesitate at this time, when you see dense crowds of people rushing down from the hill beside the official road.

They have confirmed that this battle can really win.

The Ming army began to organize a counterattack.

The Tartars were naturally not blind. When they saw the arrival of reinforcements from two groups of enemy groups, they became afraid.

Especially when the five or six hundred Ming cavalry rushed towards them, they felt fear in their hearts.

As long as the opponent is riding a horse and swaying his body on the back, the Tartars think that this is a well-trained cavalry.

They began to retreat and wade in an orderly manner according to the original path.

Without Wei Wenyuan's greeting, the Ming soldiers began to pursue.

By the time Wu Zheng led his troops down the mountain, hundreds of Ming soldiers had already chased him to the middle of the shallows.

Wu Zhengli shouted: "Stop chasing!"

But Wu Zheng's voice was not loud enough after all.

Along with his roar, a black arrow shot out from the other side.

In an instant, dozens of Ming army members were shot in the shallows.

Blood leaped out and dyed the stream red.

The remaining Ming soldiers then realized that they retreated without orders.

And the opposite side no longer shoots arrows, as if they have retreated.

The battle ended temporarily.

Wu Zheng rushed to the cavalry camp and kicked Qian Qiaogong who was coming forward.

"Tie!" Wu Zheng shouted fiercely.

In an instant, Qian Qiaogong was tied into a palm.

But this did not affect the smile on Qian Qiaogong's face at all.

"Mr. Wu, I'm right!"

"Pa" Wu Zheng slapped him.

"Ah... Lord Wu, it turns out that I am right." Qian Qiaogong repeated.

Only then did Wu Zheng realize that each of the soldiers in the cavalry battalion had a rope.

Start from your feet and tie it to your waist.

He tied his entire lower body firmly to the horse.

Wu Zheng suddenly realized that these people who were not even able to ride horses did not fall off because of this method.

Thinking of this, Wu Zheng still felt cold sweat in his back.

As long as the Tartars are more patient and wait until the cavalry battalion is closer, they may never retreat again when they see these ropes.

Thinking of this, Wu Zheng's anger rose from his heart.

He turned around and pointed at Qian Qiao and cursed: "I handed over this cavalry battalion into your hands, and I was almost ruined by you today. Do you dare to say you are right?"
Chapter completed!