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Setting a card to show it is definitely not about showing off for the main general, but a tactic of attacking the heart. When a confident general leads thousands of troops to work hard and finally defeats the target he wants to seize, he is content with his own satisfaction, and suddenly sees such words and knows that from beginning to end, he is in the calculations of others. The strong psychological blow is enough to destroy his fighting spirit and his confidence.

Li Fuda often takes advantage of the situation and uses others. He never imagined that the most critical battle would be plotted against himself. Disappointment, anger, and sadness made the always calm and agile leader of Maitreya only have endless anger in his heart. He gritted his teeth and yelled: "Yang Ling!" and turned around and left.

Jiang Nanyan, You Qingyu and others looked at each other and rushed out. At this time, Liu Dabangcui and Luo Dusi led the remaining officers and soldiers to retreat to the dangerous peak that was facing the cliff. The fanatical religious beliefs of the Maitreya believers produced great lethality. Although they were definitely not the opponents of the Three Thousand Iron Guards who were left at the stadium, the way of shooting that would rather change one knife and one gun or another gun caused significant losses to Liu Dabangcui's guards and Luo Dusi's officers and soldiers.

Now, less than half of the 4,000 people guarding the pedestal were left, and most of them were injured. The dangerous peak was bare and made of black rocks. Only some weeds grew in the cracks of the rocks. However, the mountain was so steep that they had to climb up to use hands and feet, so although there were no stones on the top to pull and throw, it was easy to defend as long as they were on the top.

Liu Dabangchui was injured under his ribs, shoulders and thighs. He tried to climb up a sudden rock, panting and looking down the mountain. The entire military camp at the foot of the mountain was like a brilliant galaxy, with flowing fire everywhere. It was the fragrant army waving torches and searching for officers and soldiers.

Liu Dabangchui looked at it for a while, and suddenly pointed to the distance and laughed loudly. Wang Dusi suffered several minor injuries on his body, and his little finger was cut off by a knife. He endured the pain and climbed up. When he heard Liu Dabangchui laughing, he couldn't help but say, "General Liu, why do you laugh?"

"Sir Wang, look. Look, the Duke of the State is back, the three armies blocked all retreats, Li Fuda is finished, Maitreya is finished, Maitreya is finished! I have made meritorious. You have made meritorious! Maitreya incense army is going to go back to grandma's house, hahaha..."

Wang Dusi suddenly looked back and saw a torrent made of torches heading towards Jingjingyi Camp from three directions. There was also a little spark on the mountain peak between the three roads. Obviously, people were arranged to guard the mountain, and it was like an iron bucket trapping Jingjingyi Camp, so I didn't want to let anyone go.

The Maitreya Incense Army had never seen the world, but the boastful magical powers were great. The Maitreya Sect Master was defeated in such a crushing defeat. He was surrounded by Yang Ling. His myth was still not exposed. Although the Maitreya Incense Army was frustrated, he was not very panicked. Under the command of the Incense Lord, the Altar Lord, and the mage, they quickly assembled, and the formation was still strict, and there was still rules and regulations in advance and retreat.

Yang Ling led 30,000 troops to trap the main exit of Jingjingyi. The army was composed of the defenders of Jingjingyi and the soldiers who were conquered by Zhending and Baoding to encircle the White-clothed army. There were 20,000 soldiers on the left and right wings. They were composed of soldiers from the down horse, Zijing, Pingxingguan and Liaozhou respectively.

Since it is not yet certain whether there are Maitreya scholars in the Taiyuan Guard. Yang Ling ordered the quick besiege of the left and central guards of Taiyuan, and ordered all the soldiers to put down their weapons. After trapping them naked, they entered the canyon in front of Tianqinggou. The Tianqinggou defenders and the five thousand soldiers sent by him were strictly guarded and were not transferred to participate in the siege.

As for Hongniang's cavalry, it is said that when the imperial army was infighting, it took the opportunity to break through the siege and flee north. The whereabouts were still unknown. For generals from all walks of life, the 5,000 white-clothed troops were obviously not as harmful as the remnants of Bailian who had been responsible for overthrowing those in power for hundreds of years. Yang Ling made a quick decision and did not entangle with the white-clothed troops, but instead concentrated his troops to pursue the Maitreya incense army that was besieging Jingjingyi.

Yangling's army stopped. Sometimes, the momentum also required a number of people to build the ground. The 30,000 troops lined up in several neat square formations, with distinctive armor and swords and guns standing there, like a bronze wall and iron wall. The momentum of the Maitreya Incense Army was gradually suppressed, and the fanatical call gradually cooled down.

The other two armies also arrived and soon formed a perfect encirclement assault formation. The Maitreya Ingredient Army then discovered that the simple defensive fortifications and equipment inside the barracks had been destroyed when they attacked the defensive army. It was impossible for them to defend against this regular army, which was far better than their number of people, equipment and war experience.

At this moment, Li Fuda led Jiangnanyan, You Qingyu and others to fly out of the imperial envoy's headquarters. Li Fuda held a bloody head in his hand and shouted loudly: "We have succeeded, the head of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty is here, and now rush out immediately."

His breath was long and his voice was distant. Although he was among thousands of horses, he could be extremely far away. The believers of the Maitreya Incense Army could hear it clearly, and their spirits were greatly boosted, and cheers rang like a tsunami.

There was no turmoil in Yangling's army, and only hundreds of heroes shouted in unison: "The emperor is newlywed, and he is waiting for your head in the leopard room to congratulate you, kill me!"

Hundreds of heroes shouted loudly in unison, and a word "kill" like a rock-breaking cloud-breaking sound came out of the battle formation, which immediately suppressed Li Fuda's voice and the cheers of the Maitreya Incense Army. Then, the soldiers of the three armies shouted "kill" in unison, and this "kill" sounded like the first spring thunder exploded and rolled over the wasteland. The momentum was really terrifying.

Li Fuda didn't dare to say much, and shouted anxiously: "Run out!"

You Qingyu responded immediately. He thrust a spear, roared, and led the Maitreya believers to rush towards Yang Ling's square formation. He was already under the siege of others, so how dare he argue with the other party and argued that Emperor Zhengde's true or false life? Now he can only take advantage of the believers' beliefs and half-doubt, and his morale is not dissipated and he immediately entered the battle.

The opponent's Ming army had just arrived. It was still an ordinary local array, and neither formed a circular array suitable for defense nor a cone array suitable for attacking or surrounding ground geese formation. This is a good opportunity to quickly break through a gap.

"Buzz~" A terrifying sound, countless javelins swept through the nearly a thousand Maitreya incense troops who rushed out like a strong wind. It seemed that a forest suddenly grew on the flat school ground. A spear that was strong enough to shoot through the galloping horses, nailing them to the ground. Corpse crawled under the gun forest, lying in a pool of blood for the final twitching.

In the case of absolute advantage in the number of people and soldiers, why should we care about the formation? Moreover, the center of the formation is weak and surrounded by strong, which is suitable for two infantry battles head-on. You Qingyu's figure is no longer visible. Under such a dense and terrifying rain of guns, his life is not more expensive than others. A short pole as thick as an egg pierced his right eye. The huge impulse nailed him to the ground on his back, and then another shot was shot on his lower abdomen. He was so sad before he could struggle.

Such a terrible blow would be ruthlessly slaughtered, even ghosts and gods would be scared. What's more, these ordinary people who were hoping to become immortals immediately fell into a dead silence on their positions.

"Ku!Ku!Ku!" That was the footsteps of the entire Ming army moving forward. Jiang Nanyan trembled all over and suddenly shook the sharp arrow in her palm. She shouted loudly and led the person out: "Kill! Fight! Bai Lian Zhaosheng, Yuan Zun Shixin, Wusheng Lao Mother, has endless magic power!"

Countless Maitreya monks rushed forward with the great master singing in unison.

Li Fuda was very sad and angry, extremely sad and angry: The Hongmao betrayed him! The Hongmao is so despicable!

The militia's arrow branches were limited, and when the Hongniang escaped from the siege, he took half of them from him, so that the arrow branches carried by each Maitreya scholar were less than half a pot, and he attacked Jingjingyi and rushed through the pass. They were all bows and crossbows first and shot and suppressed them. Now there were only a few arrows left in the ground, and there was no other way except for fighting hard and hand-to-hand combat.

"Hiss...whoosh..."

The muskets and crossbows were fired volleys, and dense rain of arrows rushed towards the face like locusts, shooting fresh bodies into porcupines. The swords of Jiangnan geese danced like wheels and soared into the air. They threw themselves into the square formation of the Ming army like an eagle and falcon. His light skills were indeed outstanding, and he actually blocked the first round of arrow rain.

He roared and waved his sword. He heard "bang bang bang...", and a burst of guns. Master Jiang, who was extremely skilled in martial arts and unparalleled light skills, was shot into a sieve, carrying hundreds of leads shot in, and suddenly became extremely heavy and his body was slapped like a broken kite and fell in a daze.

"Ku!Ku!Ku! Hiss...whoosh..., bang bang..."

Li Fuda became even more sad and angry, inexplicably sad and angry: Yang Ling was too despicable! He was a waste of his name and did not give people a chance to make a fair duel. His square formations slowly approached forward, while constantly firing crossbow arrows and muskets. They had no way out, no bows and arrows, and no horses broke through the other's arrow formation. They could only die in vain in charge, and used their blood and life to close each other's distance.

Finally, after spending more than 4,000 believers in vain, the two armies fought together. The brave men won the narrow road, and thousands of troops were crowded together to fight for death, one step at a time, and the most timid people would not take a step back because they had no way to go. They were everywhere, and when they were waving, they were wet with blood. Brave men could also seek a glimmer of chance in the fight, and cowardly hiders could only die under the knife of others.

There was blood and fire, smoke, screams, screams and roars everywhere. Li Fudaswen's cowardly image disappeared. A sword in his palm almost slashed the blade, and another knife cut the skin shields of the two swords and shield soldiers into half, and a human head flew into the air. Before he could turn back and stab another soldier who had lost his cover, three spears stabbed in between lightning and flint.

He retreated quickly, and the grid was still shot under the ribs, and blood was flowing. Li Fuda staggered back. He covered his bloody right rib and looked into the distance. Behind the battlefield of chaotic fighting, there were still neat square formations. They stood there with torches and stood still. Under the firelight, they could see that the fire guns and crossbows were ready for battle.

He could not find the opponent he wanted most. He thought Yang Ling was not worthy of fighting with him, but now he was unable to find Yang Ling. How could the dignified Duke of Wei take risks in person? He wanted to see Yang Ling, but he didn't know how many heavy troops could be killed into the square formation. The trumpet light flashed, and another long spear and sword and shield quadratic array joined the battle group, while the crossbow and musketeers were still standing on the periphery. The guards were tight.

Li Fuda couldn't help but feel terrified: Yang Ling didn't want a Maitreya scholar to become a fish that missed the net in this situation.

Tonight will be his long sleep...

The Hongniang hugged the child tightly, tears sagging on his clothes. Yang Qiqiu, who was still ignorant, rarely saw his mother, and hugged her neck excitedly and was still smiling.

The Hongmao sniffed, handed Yang Qiqiu back to Aunt San, and whispered: "Aunt San. The child is used to following you. Besides, Uncle San's legs are not good, so you can take him back to Yang's mansion first, so I feel more at ease."

Uncle and Aunt No. 3 nodded with a serious expression, Feng Lei stood on the horse. Looking at Hong Madam a few feet away, he suddenly smiled helplessly and sighed at the sky: It was all wishful thinking. Both of them were so old. Now that they thought about it, they were so pitiful and ridiculous.

But no one noticed this sad person. Yang Ling gently embraced Hongniang's shoulder, gently wiped away her tears, and whispered: "You are the soul of the white army. No one can command this army after you leave you. I can find a way to get you into the Yang family incognito, but I want you to enter the Yang family upright. The person who married in is called Hongniang, Cui Ying'er, without any concealment or change.

What's more, to make this white-clothed army team upright, to make these bloody men no longer want criminals wanted by the court, and even their descendants have to be thieves. Only by making a great contribution and washing away the sins they had committed."

"I understand." The Hongniang wore men's clothes, like a handsome and beautiful young man: "I've been fighting and killing all day long. I've lost my habit of this child. Now he's going back to the Yang family with you, and I've lost a lot of concern and worry. It's just that it's a long time since I can't see him, and I feel a little uncomfortable."

The Hong Madam wiped the tears again embarrassedly and said, "You have a lot to do. Send me to the pass all the way, that's enough. I...I'm leaving."

Yang Ling nodded, and the red lady stared at him with bright eyes. She suddenly came up impulsively and kissed her quickly. Then she turned around and a beautiful horse on the dry land pulled the onion onion onion onion onion onion onion onion onion onion onion and scolded her, "Go!" She shook the reins of the horse and rushed out first.

Jing Fo'er had already grown a beard, and the short beard under his jaw added a bit of majesty to him. The three thousand iron cavalry he brought out were all replaced with white military clothes. In order to conceal their too obvious weapon characteristics, only a few people even used big swords, and the others were replaced with iron sticks, spears, and steel forks, but all of them were long weapons.

Liu Dabangcui was also dressed in a white military outfit. The thousand elite cavalry he led were all the soldiers who survived the bloody battle with the Maitreya Cult that night. Many of them were more or less injured. This would be better, without any concealment. Anyone who saw it knew that they had rushed out of the pass after a cruel bloody battle.

The two of them bowed to Yang Ling together, followed behind Hong Niangzi and left.

The door was closed and the horses were out of nowhere. A gray dragon emerged from where thousands of soldiers passed.

Duke Wei Yang Ling held his son who was babbling and listening to the words, standing outside the door and looking infatuatedly. His figure remained unmoved for a long time, like a wife-looking stone. The eyes of the guards beside him were so moved that their eyes were wet.

Suddenly, the strong wind blew, and a burst of dust was pouring out, which immediately fascinated his eyes. Official Yang immediately blinked his tears and picked up his son and fled in panic. The officers and soldiers and guards also rushed into the gate, and the door closed with a "bang".

After a while, Yang Ling, who had cleared his eyes and face, appeared again on the city. However, looking far away, the figure of the army was gone. The dust was caused by the Ming army's burning wasteland. Every year at the beginning of winter, the border army would send several teams out of the frontier to burn grass, and sometimes even go deep into the desert for hundreds of miles.

At that time, the wild grass withered and was very easy to burn. If this handful of wildfire is put down, it will not stop until it encounters mountains and rivers. The large area of ​​grassland is burned down, which can reduce the ability of the nomadic peoples outside the border to overwinter and weaken their power without bloodshed. Because of its natural aggressiveness, the power of these nomadic peoples will continue to invade the border walls as soon as they expand.

However, on the other hand, when nomadic peoples outside the pass find it difficult to survive the winter, they will also transfer internal contradictions and survival difficulties to the Han people, and will still invade the borders and plunder the people. This war circle cannot be solved.

Yang Ling stood there for a long time at the entrance of the pass. Then he sighed and quietly went down to the city.

A news began to spread. Duke of Wei, Yang Ling, led the emperor to order to eliminate the rebels' white-clothed army, and sent troops to Jingjingyi. The pseudonym Zhang Yin, was the commander of Taiyuan Guard in the army. Li Fuda, the leader of Maitreya, plotted against him and attacked Jingjingyi camp at night, severely defeating the officers and soldiers guarding the pass. Duke of Wei, Yang Ling, escaped under the cover of three thousand iron sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary sanitary martyred. All three thousand guards were martyred.

In the capital, tens of thousands of militia groups plotted against the army and attacked the important areas. The situation was very serious. Duke of Wei, Yang Ling, urgently dispatched the surrounding guards, and the border troops jointly wiped out the cults. The Maitreya riot army was completely wiped out. The leader of the Maitreya sect Li Fuda was shot seven times, two swords and three arrows, exhausted, and was dismembered by the corpse. The white-clothed bandits in Taihang Mountain took advantage of the chaos to escape, and tilted their heads along Yanmen and Wuning, turned their heads westward and rushed out of the pass, crossed Yulin, Yunchuan, and fled into the prairie.

Tainingwei, Daning, outside the pass, Cheng Qiyun burned a secret letter in a Mongolian felt bag just now. Adni sat aside and was imitating the Mongolians, eating fat, tender and delicious mutton. She was wearing a Mongolian woman's outfit, but she did not hide her charming and pretty appearance.

Seeing that Cheng Qiyun had finished reading the letter, Adeni held Xiang's cheeks and looked thoughtful, she couldn't help but ask, "What are Yang saying in the letter?"

Cheng Qiyun glanced at her with a smile and said, "What else can he say in his letter? Just talk about women."

Adni's eyes suddenly lit up, her face turned red, and she said calmly: "His he...has he mentioned me?"

"I've mentioned it. I told you to eat less beef and mutton, so that your breasts will get bigger and bigger, and you will suffocate him if you accidentally."

Adni blushed when she heard this. Her breasts were plump and firm, even more upright than Cheng Qiyun's beautiful breasts. Cheng Qiyun always felt so sour and a little jealous when she saw the girl's bulging breasts. When she got to the ground, she would tease her breasts.

Adni stretched out her oily little hand to apply to Cheng Qiyun's face. Cheng Qiyun saw this and ran away quickly. Adni chased after him. Cheng Qiyun was forced to the corner of the tent. Seeing that she could not escape, she smiled and begged for mercy and told Yang Ling's letter that she asked them to quickly prepare bows, weapons, armor, good horses, and food to supply the Hongniang who had just entered the desert.

"That female green forest hero?" Adni was happy. The female hero who was in the green forest and led thousands of robbers to send hundreds of thousands of troops to chase after the Ming Dynasty. But the person she admired, she unexpectedly surrendered to Yangling and led troops to the desert.

Cheng Qiyun looked at Adnie with a look of longing and excited expression, and curled her lips disdainfully: "It's okay for an adult to like her, but this little girl admires her too? Humph, she is just a troublemaker, a stupid woman with no brains. Can she take on such a heavy responsibility? Can it be possible without my help? I can't let her ruin the adult's affairs. When she comes, I have to teach her well and give her a warning first and make her obedient."

Cheng Qiyun bit her red lips with white teeth and pursed her into an attractive arc. But no matter how she looked, she felt a little sinister.

"Sister, Yang Ling is back to Beijing, Yang Ling is back to Beijing. This time I must.................." Yongchun ran into Yongfu's boudoir..........................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Yang Ling had nothing to do with her, she really had nothing to do with her, but her little face was now swollen and red, as if she had stole a man but was caught by a woman. Ma Lian'er's eyes turned, and she stood up and bowed with a smile, and said sly: "I have met Princess Yongchun, you said my master has returned to Beijing? What are you going to do?"

Yongchun pointed to the outside with one hand and stuttered: "I want...I want to inquire about the extermination of the Maitreya Cult, yes, ask him about the elimination of Li Fuda. I heard that the cult leader has great supernatural powers and can sprinkle beans into soldiers. I really want to know how Duke Wei wiped them out in one fell swoop, ha, haha..."

Gao Wenxin didn't see the clues. She stood up in surprise and joy and said, "Your Highness is saying that my master is back home? He...he is back home now?"

Princess Yongchun said till hell: "Not yet. When I came out of the city, I met his ceremonial guards entering the city. I thought it was because of the emperor's summoning him to the place, so I went to see him."

Princess Yongfu was frightened and afraid that her sister would let her say something, so she stood up and said, "It is a great joy for the two ladies to return home. The two ladies should go back home. The duke will be exhausted, and the whole mansion must be welcomed to the duke."

Gao Wenxin and Ma Lian'er smiled slightly. He said with a reserved blessing: "Then... I will say goodbye to the two high men."

"No gifts and no gifts", Yongfu and Yongchun hurriedly stopped them, and the two dukes left gracefully and through the flowers and willow fields.

Princess Yongchun looked at her head and saw the two of them leaving. Then she stuck out her tongue and said proudly: "I'm so wise, I really admire my wise, why am I so talented?"

Princess Yongfu said angrily: "If you just said something, your sister would be shameless to see someone. She had to cover her sleeves and jump into the lake to commit suicide. She said that if you die, your sister would be even more talented."

Princess Yongchun said with a smile: "Then I will tie Yang Ling up and throw it into the lake to accompany you. Hehe, sister, I have a good idea again. Listen to me..."

When Yongfu heard this, he changed his color and said, "Is there a good idea again? You should think clearly and look at the last time when you are doing something. Xiang'er trembles when you see you."

"Oh no, sister, believe me. Oh. Don't leave, I really have a good idea..." Princess Yongchun hurriedly chased me out.

Gao Wenxin and Ma Lianer's two wives were slowly reciting. Wenwen quietly left the temple gate, got into the sedan chair, and entered the Yang Mansion gate. He walked into the backyard with elegant posture and demeanor. When he went to the backyard flower hall, he saw all the sisters. The decorated for a long time was wiped out. The two cheered in the same voice: "Master is back to Beijing!Master is back to Beijing!"

The cheers of the room welcomed a shocked look.

At this time, Yang Ling was riding a horse and walking on the road to the leopard room. He solved the rebellion of the Maitreya Incense Army at Jingjingyi, and then took the opportunity to expand his momentum and create various illusions to cover up Hong Niangzi's men and horses out of the pass, and at the same time dispatched the border guards who killed Shen Jing Foer to help.

At the same time, he also closely watched the movements of the King of Jin's Mansion. Li Fuda rebelled and once he sent troops, he would fight head-on by clear swords and guns. If he had any important force, he could not keep it without using it, and he would bear the heavy pressure of the court's pursuit and suppression alone. However, judging from the fact that the land was laid out in advance, there was no movement in the King of Jin's Mansion. Not to mention sending troops to respond, there was no sign of dealing with the sudden change.

Yang Ling sighed relieved when he heard the news. King Jin was the most powerful vassal king among the three kings in the northwest. If he really colluded with Li Fuda, even if he had ordered Wang Shouren to make preparations and could quickly extinguish their rebellion, this would be a major damage to the vitality. King Jin had nothing to do with the Maitreya Sect, which would be the best.
To be continued...