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Chapter 12

At the same time, in Tongchengfu, thousands of miles away, there was an army stationed on a loess plateau. This army was the elite soldiers of the little Tatar prince personally attacking the Ming Dynasty.

At this time, the little prince was sitting in the yurt, frowning and thinking about something. When the subordinates saw that the king was not in good spirits, they did not dare to speak privately, and just sat silently.

"It shouldn't be like this? There must be conspiracy here. The Han people are the best at playing these tricks!"

Suddenly, the little prince slapped the table and said in a certain tone.

"Which according to the king's will, what should we do now?"

"The Han people gave up their territory so much, probably to us, but I wonder what kind of trap they will give us?"

"Transfer my order, and the entire army is ready to fight! Always be on guard against the Ming army's counterattack!"

"yes!"

The little prince was thinking hard in his heart, but he didn't know the intention of the Ming army, so he had to order guard first. However, the Ming army did not give him the opportunity to find the intention of the Ming army. The Tatars outside the yurt suddenly saw a huge fire rising in the sky, flying towards them like a meteor.

"No, it's the Ming army's rocket!"

"There is an enemy attack! There is an enemy attack!"

The well-trained soldiers immediately shouted to show the enemy's situation.

"What's going on?"

When the little prince heard the sudden noise outside, he asked immediately. When he rushed out of the yurt quickly, he saw a scene that made him stunned.

"Hurry, hurry up, send me the order, everyone retreats quickly!"

At this moment, a sudden sound came.

"Little Prince, I will kill all the people who offend me, Ming Dynasty tonight!"

"mean!"

Haha... After hearing a loud laugh, more rockets suddenly appeared from all directions and shot them. At that moment, the Tatars' yurt was filled with many rockets, and many slow-running Tatars were shot by the rockets. Suddenly, the entire Tatar army stationed in the ground soared into the sky, screaming in pain...

The little prince, who had just escaped from the rocket attack circle, turned around and saw the tragic scene in front of him. He couldn't help but open his eyes, his fingers clenched and turned white.

"Han people, I will definitely get back this situation in the future!"

"You have no chance!"

After hearing the sound just now appear again, the little prince immediately saw the dense Ming army holding torches shouting at his subordinates who were fleeing everywhere...

"It's over..."

The little prince was about to fall to the ground in depressed state. Fortunately, the guard with quick eyes and hands grabbed him. Before the little prince issued an order, the guard shouted "Protect the king and retreat!" and then carried the little prince and quickly escaped...

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The next morning, a man stood by the cliff and blew the morning breeze. At this time, a man in armor trotted behind the man. The man in armor was Yan Chen, the garrison general of the Tongcheng Mansion.

Yan Chen saw that the person in front of him was closing his eyes as if he was feeling something, and it was not easy to disturb him at the moment, so he had to wait. After almost a few quarters of an hour, the man opened his eyes and slowly turned his head.

"Have you caught it?"

Yan Chen secretly looked up and glanced at him. Seeing that his face was calm and calm, he did not dare to delay, so he had to frown his scalp and replied.

"When the imperial envoy said, the official was guilty and failed to capture the little prince and let him escape!"

After hearing Yan Chen's words, the imperial envoy looked at him silently for a long time before turning around and saying.

"Keep this place!"

After saying that, the imperial envoy took his subordinates to the city of Tongcheng, leaving Yan Chen, who had already been in a cold sweat, standing here alone, and the earth that had been burned by the rockets, which had not yet dried up, with bones...

…………

"Old white-headed, we just ran away?"

Qiu Feng couldn't believe that his group had escaped from Mocheng so easily, and confirmed.

"I said, what are you thinking? Do you think of yourself as a fool or those group of people as a fool?"

The old Baitou really suspected that Qiu Feng was not his apprentice. Otherwise, he would be so smart, how could he have such a stupid apprentice like him? He couldn't help but look at Aunt Qing, as if he was saying, "Listen to the question he asked, how stupid!"

"Old Baitou, who are you stupid?"

Qiu Feng's eyes leaped, and he was very unhappy and asked Lao Baitou to give him an explanation. He widened his eyes as if questioning Lao Baitou, "How can you say I'm stupid!"

"No more help..."

As if he understood the meaning of Qiu Feng's eyes, the old white-head patted his forehead helplessly and distressedly and said.

Hehe... Aunt Qing saw the master and apprentice playing with a child like before, and couldn't help but smile silently. She liked everything in front of her because it made her feel very comfortable and without any tension!

The little monster among the four still looked innocent and unknown, and opened her eyes that could only be exposed. From time to time, she looked at this and that, and didn't know if she was thinking about something!

By the way, Qiu Feng and four others escaped from the desert city under the plan of Lao Baitou. At this moment, they were riding camels to Dunhuang, the largest city in the Western Regions.

If Mocheng became famous for a Mocheng inn, then Dunhuang became famous for its unique geographical location and history.

Dunhuang is a place where people of all ethnic groups in the Western Regions meet, and a place where they buy and sell goods, do business and make money. It can be said that Dunhuang is the pearl in the minds of the entire Western Regions.

However, what Qiu Feng and the others did not expect was that just when they were threatened by Lord Qian and had to stay in the inn, Jia Meng rushed to Dunhuang City before them, and set up a net of heaven and earth in Dunhuang City, waiting for the arrival of those who surf the Internet.

In fact, when Lord Qian forced all the people in the inn, Lord Qian had already started to prepare for a backup plan, because with the strength of him and the dozens of Jinyiwei, it was strictly impossible for them to stay. The reason why they stayed was because they were a mess of loose sand, and there were all kinds of people among them, and these people were very likely to be those "hidden" people.

"Old Baitou, are we going to Dunhuang City like this?"

Seeing that Qiu Feng was really asking for his opinion, the old white-headed man no longer was serious and said with a serious expression.

"Their pursuers are not seen yet. I'm afraid there are ambushes in Dunhuang City, waiting for us to get into it! Or maybe an emergency happened in the city of Mo, so that they can't get out for the time being and are distracted by us!"

“What if it’s a detour?”

"In this desert, you will be detoured rashly, not to mention whether you will lose your direction, but after detour, you may die of thirst because you cannot find the source of water!"

"Then we have to go to Dunhuang!"

"As we see the current situation, we have no choice unless we take a detour, a miracle will happen!"
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