Twenty miles west of Tumu Fort is Huailai City.

When the Wala army attacked, the garrison general Kang Neng saw that the situation was not good, so he gave up resistance and fled with hundreds of soldiers guarding the city.

But at that time, the 30,000 soldiers and horses of Alazhiyuan blocked the only way back to Beijing. They couldn't go back even if they wanted to, so they had to wander around. Without food supplies, they robbed people along the way. This way a period of time passed.

, one day I suddenly learned that Wala had withdrawn its troops!

Kang Neng then thought about it, if he returned to Beijing like this, how would he explain it to the emperor?

Simply, let me go back and "take" Huailai City back!

In this way, the Ming army reoccupied Huailai, but by this time Huailai had already been looted by the Wala people and was devastated.

After Kang Neng took over Huailai again, the first thing he did was not to appease the people, but to lead people to search the city again on the pretext of raising military pay.

The people were already suffering so much that they did not expect that after the Wala people left, they would be exploited by the officers and soldiers.

For a time, all ten houses in Huailai City were empty, and people died of hunger everywhere.

Kang Neng didn't care about the life and death of the people, but he was thinking about how to write the memorial beautifully.

When the Wala army pressed on the border, he took the lead and resisted desperately. However, he was outnumbered and had to temporarily evacuate. Later, he dealt with the enemy and finally recaptured the city. He wrote thousands of words eloquently.

If you send this memorial, you will definitely be able to get promoted and make a fortune. You may even get a title for yourself. The only drawback is that the memorial describes how brave you are and how many enemies you have killed. It is only a dictation and no evidence. This is very touching.

Pity.

"General, general!"

The door opened, and Commander Fan Cheng hurried over. He looked anxious and said: "There is really not a grain of food in the treasury, but the soldiers below are still waiting to be paid. No money or food can be seen. They

But if you don't obey, if there is a mutiny..."

Kang Neng was immersed in thinking and said impatiently: "Didn't I ask you to search the city on your own?"

"The city has been searched. There is no food for a long time. People are starving to death everywhere on the streets."

Kang Neng suddenly raised his head and asked, "What did you say?"

"The humble post said that the city has long been out of food."

"Not this sentence, the next sentence!"

"Next sentence?" Fan Cheng scratched his head and said, "The streets are full of people starving to death."

A smile suddenly appeared on Kang Neng's lips and he said: "If you don't have money or food, you can ask the court for it!"

"Will the court... give it?"

"Did you just say that people are starving to death on the streets?"

"Yes!" Fan Cheng nodded and said, "It looks like there are at least several hundred."

"Not enough!" Kang Neng smiled mysteriously and said, "Including those who are half dead, how many are there?"

"There are no statistics for this... humble job. I estimate it is one or two thousand."

Kang Neng nodded slowly and said, "It's almost done this time!"

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Early the next morning, Fan Cheng led 300 soldiers and escorted five carts towards the capital.

I thought this trip to Beijing would be smooth sailing, but who could have imagined that the team had just walked out for half a day when they heard the sound of rapid horse hooves coming from the mountain col ahead. Fan Cheng immediately became alert and ordered someone to come forward to check.

"Lord Fan, it's not good!" Pegasus from the outpost reported, "A large group of Wala cavalry appears in front!"

Fan Cheng trembled with fright, quickly turned his horse's head, and shouted: "What are you still doing? Run away!"

However, before there was time, the sound of horse hooves could be heard getting closer and closer, like thunder, and there were figures of people around the corner of the mountain col, and the black cavalry came one after another.

These people were approaching fiercely, and Fan Cheng saw that he could not escape, so he put his hand on the handle of the knife at his waist, his heart skipped a beat, he turned over and dismounted, and fell to his knees with a thud.

"Grandpa, have mercy!"

When all the soldiers saw it, the leader knelt down and begged for mercy. Everyone, stop struggling and lie down!

So, everyone fell to their knees.

Da da da……

The sound of horse hooves came closer and closer, and everyone bowed their heads and knelt down. Listening to the sound, their hearts almost jumped out of their chests.

Wala people are cruel by nature. Whether they live or die today depends on their mood.

The four hooves of a horse slowly passed through the crowd and came to Fan Cheng.

"Who are you?"

Fan Cheng thought, he was speaking in Chinese, could he be Han Chinese?

He looked up cautiously, then immediately lowered his head again.

This man was tall and mighty, with a facial hair and a beard. He was wearing leather armor, and he looked like a Mongolian.

Probably because people saw that I was Han, they sent someone who could speak Chinese to communicate with me.

"Young Nai Huai came to the city to command the Qianshi Fan Cheng. I've seen him, I've seen him... the great general!"

I don’t know what his name is. Is it okay to call him a general?

"Where are you going? What's in the car?"

Fan Cheng suddenly started trembling, feeling cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and could not utter a word.

"I'm asking you, are you deaf?"

"Little, little... go to the capital..."

"What are you going to do in the capital?"

"Go, go... report your merits..."

The man lightly kicked the horse's belly, and the horse walked to the front of the car. Immediately afterwards, the tarpaulin on the car was lifted.

"Are these heads from the Oara people?"

"No, don't get me wrong!" Fan Cheng was frightened and quickly explained, "These are all Han people, the people of Huailai City!"

"Han people? Why do you want to repay them with their heads?"

"The general is unaware that Huailai City has been without food for many days. In order to raise military funds, my lord came up with this method and used the dead in the city to pretend... to pretend..."

"Pretending to be a Wala man?"

"Yes!"

I only heard the general say: "Your Majesty, I asked you clearly. It turns out that they were deserters from Huailai City, and now they want to use the heads of the people in the city to claim military merit!"

emperor?

Fan Cheng was very puzzled. Where did the emperor come from from the Oara people? Shouldn't he be called the Great Khan?

Da da da……

Another horse slowly approached. Fan Cheng felt uneasy and didn't know what to do.

"Your name is Fan Cheng?"

The man on horseback suddenly spoke. His voice sounded like he was young. However, his Chinese words sounded correct, and he didn't sound like a Wala man.

"Yes, little Fan Cheng!"

"Keep your head up!"

"I don't dare, I beg the Great Khan for mercy!"

"I order you to raise your head!"

I?

Why did the Wala people also start to imitate the Han people and call themselves me?

Full of doubts, Fan Cheng raised his head in fear, and then saw a thin, dark face full of anger.

This person looks to be in his early twenties, with disheveled hair and beard. It seems like he has seen it somewhere?

Suddenly, he felt as if his head was buzzing and exploding!

Isn’t this the emperor?

The orthodox emperor of the Ming Dynasty had the honor to meet him when he passed by Huai Lai during his military expedition.

This face is much darker than before, and full of vicissitudes of life, but a pair of eyes are shining with light.

"The humble ministers bow to the emperor, long live my emperor!"

His voice confuses the others. What's going on?

Zhu Qizhen said with a half-smile on his face: "When the Oara people came, you abandoned the city and ran away. When the Oara people left, you just killed the good ones and took credit. My army of the Ming Dynasty is really getting more and more promising!"

"Your Majesty, spare your life!"

"Now do you know how to cry for mercy?" Zhu Qizhen's tone became colder, "Who do the people in Huailai City go to beg for mercy?"
To be continued...