As soon as he withdrew from Jinwucheng, Zhu Yunfei immediately stopped his horse while thinking about it.

"Li Hu, take a sentry and go back immediately to block the exits of each city in Jinwucheng. Once anyone is found leaving the city, they will be captured and interrogated on the spot, and the resisters will be killed on the spot."

"Yes." Li Hu was stunned, but out of trust in Zhu Yunfei, he immediately responded.

"Remember, hold on until dawn, then evacuate and follow me. I will wait for you to meet you at the front flag on Horqin's left wing."

"Do you know why I asked you to turn back?"

Seeing his confusion, Zhu Yunfei explained: "Since the defenders in the city are on guard at this time, it means that they have received orders to guard against us. Now that we are passing by here, the defenders in the city will definitely notify the main force of the Qing army."

"I want you to stop people leaving the city to prevent them from leaking information and buy us more time."

"I understand your humble position. General, please rest assured. Before dawn, I will definitely make it impossible for any of the defenders to leave the city."

Li Hu nodded happily, and immediately turned back with a sentry of soldiers.

"Yi Yonggui, you and Zhao Yue open the way and set off immediately towards the Horqin Left Front Banner. We will arrive at the Horqin Left Front Banner before dawn tomorrow."

"Follow your orders." Yi Yonggui is familiar with the road, and Zhao Yue's hundreds of soldiers are still dressed and flagged with the military flags of the slave Han Dynasty.

Such banners and decorations were somewhat confusing in the hinterland of the Qing court in Liaodong.

No, on the eve of dawn, Yi Yonggui and Zhao Yue led the team to open the way and arrived at the outer camp of the Horqin Left Front Banner, where they encountered a patrol patrol.

The other party immediately mistook the other party for the Jurchen-Han bannermen, and instead enthusiastically brought Yi Yonggui and Zhao Yue back to the Chinese army camp.

The Horqin Left Front Banner belongs to the Mongolian Horqin tribe and the territory of Hong Guoer, king of Zhasakbintu County.

Hong Guoer is the uncle of the current Qing emperor, Queen Zhezhe of Huangtaiji, who is also the in-laws of Huangtaiji.

However, Hong Guo'er was not in the fiefdom at this time, but was leading troops to assist in the battle at Songjin battlefield, and was on his way back to Shengjing with his troops.

The person responsible for staying behind to guard the territory was Esen, the son of Hong Guoer. Since the main forces in the territory were all on the front line to assist in the battle, Esen only had one elite cavalryman, that is, 300 elite soldiers.

However, at this time, there was still a convoy and two Niu Lu guards in the territory of Horqin's left-wing front banner.

The owners of this motorcade are two noble women, one is Huang Taiji's concubine Hai Lanzhu, and the other is Huang Taiji's Xigong Dafu Jina Muzhong.

Both women are descendants of Mongolia's golden family, that is, the descendants of Genghis Khan, the Borzigit family.

The two daughters, Hai Lanzhu and Na Muzhong, are here because they share the same problem, that is, they gave birth to a son and a daughter one after another last year, both of which died in infancy.

The two girls, who were depressed, returned to Horqin Zhongqi Province in the summer. They had just returned from Horqin Grassland and were preparing to return to Shengjing, which was on their way here.

However, at this time, in the Horqin Left Front Banner, although there were insufficient troops in the entire territory, there were still more than 5,000 families of herdsmen and thousands of young and strong Han slaves.

If so many manpower are concentrated in it, it will still be a considerable fighting force.

In Zhasak's big tent, early in the morning, Esen, who was staying at the camp, had a visitor.

The person who came was named Fei Yashan. He was the son of Abai, the Qing clan official who had Yi Yonggui kill him when Zhu Yunfei captured Yizhou.

"Please rest assured, General Fengen. I immediately ordered Qianqi to enter a state of combat readiness. Once any suspicious Ming army troops are found, they will immediately intercept them and report to Prince Zheng."

Feiyashan also rushed from Yizhou overnight to Horqin's left-wing front banner. The purpose of his trip was to convey the military order of Prince Zheng Jierhalang and guard against Zhu Yunfei's Ming army.

"There is Lao Esen Beile." Although Feiyashan was born in a clan, his title was just General Feng'en, which was completely different from the Mongolian title of Esen Beile.

"You're welcome, General Feng'en. You and I both work for the Emperor." Esen was in his mid-thirties or sixties and was very strong and tall.

Esen, who had just settled down in Feiya Mountain, was about to summon the guards of his territory to strengthen the defense, when he saw a captain of ten leading Yi Yonggui and Zhao Yue walking toward his Chinese army's tent.

"Hey, who are you?" Er Sen looked at the strange faces of Yi Yonggui, Zhao Yue and his group, and immediately pressed the handle of the knife with a vigilant hand and asked.

"According to the emperor's order, I came here to supervise the grain supply." Although Yi Yonggui didn't know Esen, but seeing that he was wearing a brocade robe, he guessed that this person was the Esenbeile mentioned by the captain of the ten men who led the team.

Before E Sen could react, Zhao Yue on the side suddenly raised his bow and shot an arrow at E Sen.

Since the distance between the two sides was less than a hundred steps, Esen was unaware of the sudden arrows and tried his best to dodge, although he avoided the vital part of his heart.

But Zhao Yue still shot an arrow through his right shoulder, and the arrow penetrated three-thirds of the flesh. Esen grunted in pain and roared repeatedly.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack..."

"Send the signal and sound the arrow, follow me to kill!"

Yi Yonggui shouted loudly and swung his sword to kill the enemy soldiers beside him.

A group of soldiers behind them immediately showed their weapons and rode towards the camp. After hearing the news, the Mongolian soldiers who rushed up started a fierce battle.

At the same time, Zhu Yunfei, who was on the outskirts of the camp, saw the signal sound of arrows coming from the sky above the camp, and immediately rode up on his horse.

"Soldiers, follow me to attack, kill!"

Zhu Yunfei held a long sword and galloped on his horse. A group of Ming army officers and soldiers drew their swords and stood up. Following him, they moved towards the Mongolian camp in front, encircling them from all directions.

Facing the unexpected Ming army and horses, the guards in the camp were completely defenseless.

The injured Esen, escorted by several personal guards, ran desperately to the back of the camp.

Esen didn't want to escape, but wanted to go to the back camp to inform the two imperial concubines that Hai Lanzhu and Namu Zhong were not just imperial concubines.

She is also his niece and the favorite concubine of Emperor Huang Taiji.

If these two women were killed or captured on his territory, even if he Esen escaped with his life, he would probably die afterwards.

"Master Beile, what happened?" The fighting in the camp and the shouts of killing had already alerted the back camp.

The two people responsible for guarding Hai Lanzhu's Heita and Namu Zhong's Klentu have already gathered three hundred soldiers under their tents.

"Yes, the Ming army is coming. You should protect the two Dafu Jins and leave first. I will gather my troops to stop the Ming army."

Holding the wound on his shoulder with one hand, Esen endured the pain and said to the guard, Jia La E Zhen Heita.

"Quick, please ask Dafu Jin to get on the Lele chariot immediately." Heita drew his knife in his hand and shouted loudly, commanding the soldiers on the left and right to enter a fighting state.

However, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty led by Zhu Yunfei rushed all the way and entered Esen's camp as if they were in an uninhabited country.

Here, Heita and Jia La Zhang Jing Klen Tu had just assembled their troops, but before they had time to set out, Zhu Yunfei led a cavalry group that had broken through the front camp and was heading towards the rear camp.

"Archers shoot, Klentu, you lead the cavalry to fight." Jia La'er is really the official position of the black tower, which is equivalent to the commander of an army.

"Warriors, follow me to attack."

Klentu, who looked strong and powerful, held a Sulu ingot spear and rode a black horse. He took the lead and rushed toward Zhu Yun.

"Kill the slaves!"

Zhu Yunfei brandished his long sword, jumped up on his horse, and drove directly towards Klentu. As soon as the two faced each other, their swords and guns collided, and Zhu Yunfei stood on top of the opponent's spear with his sword.

Klentu only felt numbness in the tiger's mouth, and the spear he held tightly in both hands almost flew away.

"Death!" There was a cold shout, and the long knife in Zhu Yunfei's hand swept down like a crazy rainstorm.

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang!" Klentu tried his best, gritted his teeth and waved the spear in his hand. He managed to block three knives, but was hit in the back by Zhu Yunfei's knives.

"Uh~ah!"

Klentu screamed, his armor shattered, and the blade cut a long bloody gash on his back. The spear in his hand flew away, and his body fell from the horse to the ground.

"Kill the slaves!"

The soldiers on Zhu Yunfei's left and right waved their sabers, and in order to avoid the Mongolian cavalry archers, under the leadership of Zhang Tianfu, they resolutely fought with the Mongolian cavalry.

Seeing Klentu falling to the ground and struggling to get up, Zhu Yunfei raised his sword and was about to cut him down when three enemy knights rushed forward and slashed at Zhu Yunfei with their swords.

"Seeking death!" Zhu Yunfei swept out the long knife in his hand, and the sharp sword light passed through the chest of the enemy knight.

"Pfft!"

The sharp blade was slashed with all his strength by Zhu Yunfei, bringing up a shower of blood. The three enemy riders who rushed up screamed and were cut off by Zhu Yunfei's sword.

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