open sea

Chapter 265
There was no guard of honor, no one accompanying them, just a small hundred household who had been disfigured by the cold wind in northern Saibei, leading Chen Mu to gallop all the way to the camp of Ida.

Bao Chongde is not an ordinary Baihu, he does not have his own Baihu office, and the title of Baihu is a false title rather than a real title.In the past, he often crossed the border to communicate with captives. This is a common problem among soldiers in northern Xinjiang. When the war came, the Ming army and the northern captives fought with each other with their lives.

The soldiers at the border all bribed the enemy to seek peace, and some even served for the enemy; those who fell into the enemy's hands and fled back by themselves were beheaded by the frontier army and rewarded for their merits; they did not know the enemy's situation, but the enemy always know first.

This situation continued until the first month of this year. Governor Wang Chonggu announced that he forbade the frontier troops to leave the customs without permission. He was accepting the news of his surrender—but he didn't expect the news to be known by my grandson.

Wang Chonggu wanted to accept those people returning from the south, but he didn't expect that the grandson of Al Da would bring Han Naji back with his family.

In other words, this is a hundred collaborators turned spies.

Now, he is going to help the Ming Dynasty with big things.

Chen Mu and Bao Chongde chatted a few words on the road, and then in the long silence, only horseshoes stepped across the cracked and frozen ground.

Along the way, Bao Chongde yelled at the Tumed cavalry in Mongolian, which Chen Mu could not understand, and the Tumed cavalry led the way to the Alta Camp. The closer it is to the enemy camp, the smaller it becomes.

Ever since Wang Chonggu approached Chen Mu, he knew that personal life and death were already a foreign matter.

It can't be evaded, it's better to do it more beautifully, if it succeeds, everyone will be happy, and if it dies, it will be flooded.

Scattered war horses and braided warriors in heavy chasing horses are running in the camp. Veterans are playing the faucet and singing tunes with desolate and rapid murderous looks. Each with a saber and a hard bow, Chen Mu, who reined in the horse, rode away in a circle.

The eyes and the light of the knife are malicious, looking at them as if they are looking at prey.

Bao Chongde was yelled something loudly, but no one listened, or he couldn't hear clearly because the horseshoes were chaotic, which made him anxious.

It's anxious, not terrified.

Chen Mu was very curious. In his imagination, this Baihu should not be a cowardly man, but he was definitely not a hero with a grandeur. At this time, he should be afraid, but he didn't. He eagerly drove around, They yelled loudly in Mongolian to the cavalry around, but those cavalry did not stop going around, they laughed loudly and yelled and galloped their horses.

Get off the horse.

Very effective dismounting.

With an annoying smile on his face, Chen Mu let go of his left hand, and slowly scratched his palm with his fingers, as if there was something interesting in his palm.In fact, there is nothing in the palm of the hand, only cold sweat.

Man, the difficulty lies in the unity of knowledge and action. If there is any experience and lesson brought to him by the army, it is that he never knows the unity of action.

When you are brave, you can't let your opponent see that you are brave. When you are timid, you can't let everyone see that you are timid.

Deceiving others through his own actions, giving courage or shocking, is his consistent position as a leader.

He is not a god, he can be afraid, but he can't let people who are also afraid know that he is afraid, let them be brave from their fearless appearance, and then bring courage to themselves.

Victory in war is to allow oneself to achieve the goal, and invincibility is to prevent the enemy from achieving the goal.

Now Chen Mu knows that I Da seems to be giving him a blow, and he can't do anything about it, so he can only prevent him from fulfilling his wish.

"Stop shouting, no one is listening."

Chen Mu stopped Bao Chongde who kept shouting, scratched his ears in annoyance, and said helplessly: "How can you alone be louder than thousands of people, if you can't hear, let them spread the word."

After Chen Mu finished speaking, he laughed. He should have carried two grenades in his hip pouch. They were loud, and he would throw them out to calm them down, but things would be difficult after that.

Anyway, he knew that this group of people would have released arrows long ago.

For him, this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Hey, if you die, what do you want Chen to bring you at home?" The prairie cavalry wandering on the left and right stared at each other. Chen Mu's question was very appropriate, and Bao Chongde looked up and laughed. He knew What did Chen Mu mean? It was nothing more than using words to offset the deterrence of the cavalry from the brigade, and said with a smile: "General, I admire you very much, but I will not die, but you, General, if I Dahan is going to kill you, I will let you die." I will send the body back."

Chen Mu's eyes rolled wildly. Although it looked like he was talking to Bao Chongde, he was actually observing the armaments of these cavalrymen and taking notes in his mind.

Fur and iron armor, long and short bones, sabers and bright swords, as well as old-fashioned firecrackers, bows and arrows-similar to the cavalry of the Jineng Department, but there are warriors on horseback carrying long bird guns at the gate of the camp in the distance.

In general, Tumed's troops are getting closer to the Ming army in terms of ordnance, very close.

In terms of fighting spirit, they are wilder and stronger.

Bao Chongde paused, looked at Chen Mu carefully, and said, "Do you have any words for the villain to take back?"

Chen Mu also laughed, opened his hands and made a meaningless move, then sighed: "You are right! I really have something for you to bring."

"If I can't go back, tell Long Junxiong that there are seven letters under a floor tile in General Zhenshuo, who should he give to..."

Whoosh!
It seemed that Chen Mu and Bao Chongde were talking and laughing too unscrupulously. A feathered arrow shot six feet in front of Chen Mu's horse. slow solidification.

He saw Chen Mu shortly picking up the feathered arrow that was stuck on the ground and holding it in his hand, turning his horse's head and walking towards him. The entire cavalry formation was moved by Chen Mu's movements, but the cavalry didn't seem to expect that Chen Mu would come forward because of this. After a while, Chen Mu let go of the reins a dozen steps away, pulled out two pistols from his waist with both hands, pointed to the sky with one hand, and pointed to him with the other.

boom!
The pistol pointed towards the sky emitted gunpowder smoke, and Chen Mu raised his jaw.

"Draw your bow again and show me, come on!"

At the same time as the pistols were fired, horns sounded not far away, and the cavalry split up one after another, out of the way, and some cavalry drove with leopard-tailed long flags and guards of honor. , the advocates are similar to the Central Plains, followed by [-] or [-] cavalry in colorful clothes and silk armour, in the center there is an old man with a broad robe and arrow sleeves, wearing a small round helmet with iron flaps but different from the Central Plains, and wearing Tibetan Buddhist beads on his chest .

The face of the old man is probably the one that impresses Chen Mu the most. His thick eyebrows, big eyes and thin cheeks, the natural pattern of Sichuan characters formed between his brows, and the deep decree lines at the corners of his mouth all show that the owner of this face is not easy to mess with, but even with Chen Mu Judging from Mu's aesthetics, even with the relentless aging, this person is still very handsome.

Han people often have a character-horizon goatee on the mouth, and braids on the back of the head, which hang down to form two arcs.

"The Nanren reported his name, the king sent cavalry to pick you up, why did you let go of your broken blunderbuss?"

Chen Mu was taken aback when he heard the standard capital official dialect.

　Good morning, I am 25 years old!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)