Chapter 11 No more than one thousand, no less than five hundred

This asymmetrical battle ended when Li Fuming led his army to kill.

The Tatar artillery array was destroyed by Zhao Yu, and the artillerymen all knelt down and begged for mercy, crouching and not daring to move. The rest of the cavalry were also killed by Zhao Yu and fled in all directions without a trace.

Only the musketeers, who had no horses to use, could not escape. Zhao Yu almost killed half of them, and finally they all surrendered.

At this time, Li Fuming had just led his army out of the pass.

Three thousand soldiers and horses of the Ming army rushed out of the pass excitedly, and you could probably see the backs of some Tatar cavalry. But he was already far away and could not catch up.

Fortunately, there were still more than a thousand people kneeling all over the place, and thousands of corpses offering comfort.

The leader of the servants was by Li Fuming's side at this time, and told Li Fuming everything he saw and said, no matter the details.

Li Fuming was riding on horseback, looking at the killing field in the distance. He stood quietly and looked at the fierce man here, and couldn't stop breathing in the cold air.

He quickly ordered not to collide with the strong man.

Then he led a group of servants to greet him.

Such a strong man could defeat thousands of armies with his own strength. He was so ferocious and ferocious that even Li Fuming was afraid. But he knew that this person must have no ill intentions towards Daming.

Otherwise, we would not specifically kill Tatars.

Otherwise, the scouts would not have reported to him that they would give him a military merit.

So he cheered up, braced up his courage, and faced it.

Zhao Yu finally felt a little tired after fighting until now. He wasn't made of iron either. One man fought against thousands of armies and defeated them all. How could he do it without any effort?

But when it comes to exhaustion, it's still far away.

I'm afraid I'll have to kill all 8,000 people before I feel exhausted.

It's just that the long knife in his hand has been curled again.

Even if it is a magic weapon that kills thousands of people for two consecutive days, it still needs to be sharpened.

Then he saw the general of the Ming army riding forward on his horse, clasping his fists in the distance: "Li Fuming, the commander-in-chief of Xiatashan, dare I ask the brave man Gao's name?!"

Zhao Yu said: "Daxing Fort, Zhao Yu."

Li Fuming came to the front.

His face was red and he couldn't help himself with excitement, but he was secretly observing Zhao Yu. When he saw that his chest was only rising and falling slightly, he knew that this appalling warrior had not yet understood!

What a monster!

He secretly thought in his heart, but he was very happy. Even if such a person is not a member of the army, as long as he is against the Tatars, it will be a benefit!

He said happily: "It turns out to be Brother Zhao from Daxingbao!"

As he spoke, he narrowed the distance: "My home used to be in Dafu Fort, adjacent to Daxing Fort. Brother Zhao, we meet our fellow countrymen!"

When Zhao Yu heard this, he couldn't help but smile.

Indeed, Dafu Fort is just north of Daxing Fort, only about ten miles away, and Zhao Yu's village is on the banks of the Nuer River.

Zhao Yu seemed to still remember that his grandfather’s house was near Dafu Castle.

I heard that Li Fuming was also from Dafu Fort, and I felt a sense of intimacy.

"My mother's relatives are also near Dafu Castle." Zhao Yu smiled.

Knowing the origin, Li Fuming felt even more happy. Clan and township parties were prevalent at this time. There are often clans and townships that are connected to each other, often forming the same faction.

When Li Fuming saw that this extremely ferocious figure was from his hometown, he secretly made a plan in his heart. How great it would be if this Brother Zhao could get on the same boat as himself!

He invited Zhao Yu to visit Tashan Fort.

Zhao Yu did not refuse, so he took advantage of General Li's reputation to meet with the Liaodong Governor.

It was an instant hit.

So we arrived at Tashan Fort.

Zhao Yu was covered in blood, with a curled blade, a panting war horse, and two human heads on his waist. Everywhere he passed, there were looks of infinite awe. Zhao Yu's feat has spread throughout Tashan Fort.

This is not a rumor, but a real thing.

Thousands of human heads and the bloody sea-like killing field were witnessed by thousands of people.

Li Fuming never covered up Zhao Yu's achievements. Firstly, he was afraid of offending Zhao Yu. Secondly, he wanted to use Zhao Yu's fierceness to boost morale.

How can it not make people feel at ease to have such a fierce man in Tashan Castle who can defeat ten thousand and surpass the King of Chu?

When we arrived at the General Military Mansion, there were maids and maids waiting for Zhao Yu to wash and change clothes. Zhao Yu was not used to it, so he drove the maids out, washed himself, and changed his clothes.

In fact, with Zhao Yu's grasp of strength, the fireflies will not fall and the feathers will not add to his body. Blood couldn't be splashed directly on him. But it is unavoidable on clothes.

After washing up, I felt really refreshed, so I changed into a short coat and cloth shoes, and was led respectfully by the servants to the living room.

It was originally a set of brocade robes, but Zhao Yu was not used to brocade robes, so the servant had to take a short coat and cloth shoes. This made Zhao Yu satisfied.

In the living room, Li Fuming also changed his clothes and was sitting on the Taishi chair. Seeing Zhao Yu turn out, he quickly stood up and invited Zhao Yu to sit on another Taishi chair on the side of the Eight Immortals table.

Although Li Fuming is an officer, he is also very talkative.

We started to build relationships with people from our hometown, and they became closer and closer just by talking about trivial matters.

When Zhao Yu heard him talk about some things in the past of Dafu Fort and Daxing Fort, he couldn't help but be slightly lost in thought. He recalled some things from his childhood before his eyes.

There was some warmth, and finally it was fixed on the scene of the Tatar massacre of the village, and the anger suddenly emerged, suppressing the warmth.

Li Fuming observed his words and was already sure that Zhao Yu was from near Daxing Fort. There are just some things that I don’t seem to understand. I seem to have never been to some famous places in Daxingbao.

I couldn't help but sigh: "Since the Tatars have repeatedly invaded, Daxing Fort and Dafu Fort have long been breached, many of my companies have never returned to their hometown..."

He said: "Looking at Brother Zhao's age, I'm afraid he's not as old as the weak crown. I remember ten years ago, Daxing Fort was attacked by the Tatars. Brother Zhao shouldn't be very old at that time, right?"

Zhao Yu nodded silently: "My family lives in the north of Daxingbao, by the Nerv River. It is a small village...it was about ten years ago."

Zhao Yu bruised his teeth and showed a look of hatred: "This is probably what Commander Li said. When Daxing Fort was breached ten years ago, a group of Tatars came to our village..."

He glanced at Li Fuming, with a look of evil in his eyes: "I saw with my own eyes that my father and mother were massacred at the entrance of the village."

Li Fuming listened calmly to what he said, but he could clearly feel the complicated emotions. There is hatred, disgust, murderous intent, grief, and longing.

It is natural to hate the Tatars. Looking at Brother Zhao's method of killing the Tatars, you can see how much he hates them.

And disgust... Li Fuming knew that it was disgust for himself, or rather for the imperial court, and for the imperial army. The army protects the people, but they failed to do so. He deserves to be hated!

Li Fuming sighed secretly when he thought of this.

Brother Zhao in front of him has such a miserable life experience, how can he, Li Fuming, be any worse? When Dafu Fort was breached, how many members of his family escaped? !

We are also at odds with the Tatars!

If not, how could he have firmly opposed the Tatars' attempts to surrender several times earlier! ?

The hatred of parents, under the sky, there is you without me, there is me without you!

Li Fuming's expression was a little gloomy: "I'd like to teach Brother Zhao to know that that time, my father and my mother also..." He gritted his teeth, with a flash of tears in his eyes: "I have no ability, I can't defeat the Tatars. But Brother Zhao, if you have this ability, please help me avenge my father and mother! I, Li Fuming, am willing to act like a cow or a horse!"

Only then did Zhao Yu find out that the Tashan commander actually had the same life experience. Suddenly, I felt a sense of sympathy for each other.

Zhao Yu said: "I was rescued by my master and spent ten years in the mountains. This time I came out for revenge! I will definitely take the head of the Tatar Emperor and return to my hometown to pay homage to my parents!"

Li Fuming couldn't help but be surprised when he realized that Zhao Yu actually thought this way and said: "The Tartar Emperor is among thousands of troops. I'm afraid it will be difficult to kill him!"

Zhao Yu nodded: "Of course it's not easy to kill. I spent a few days wandering outside Jinzhou and killed two thousand Tatars. But seeing that the Tatar camp was so tight, I didn't dare to rush in rashly. So I planned to meet him. The Commander-in-Chief of Liaodong came all the way east and bumped into Azig's army on the way."

"I secretly captured a Tatar and Han soldier. After asking, I found out that the brother of the Tatar emperor who was leading the army was aiming at Tashan Fort and followed him all the way to the pass."

As he said that, he couldn't help but ask: "Where are my two heads?"

"It must be marinated properly." Li Fuming said: "Brother Zhao took these two heads..."

"Azig is the brother of the Tatar emperor, and he is qualified to sacrifice my parents. As for the other one, he was the Tatar general killed in Jinzhou City yesterday. I don't know who he is. After all, golden armor and golden helmets have nothing to do with this. Azige is dressed similarly and must be a pretty big fish."

"So that's it." Li Fuming understood immediately, patted his chest and said, "Brother Zhao, don't worry, I'll pickle the head for you. After all, the weather is bad and it's easy to rot."

Zhao Yu nodded.

Then he said: "I wonder where the Governor of Liaodong is?"

As soon as Li Fuming heard what he said, he knew Zhao Yu's plan and said: "All 130,000 Governor Hong's troops have been sent out and camped at Songshan Fort."

"Oh?" Zhao Yu paused slightly: "No wonder Azig led his army to take a detour to attack Tashan. It turned out that all the army of the governor came out. Well, Commander Li, please give me a warrant, and I will rush to Songshan immediately. , meet the Supervisor."

"Aren't you in a hurry?" Li Fuming said: "Brother Zhao is tired after a lot of killing. Why don't I send someone to Songshan to report the news? Brother Zhao will rest the next day. It won't be too late to go tomorrow."

Zhao Yu thought it was right and said, "That's what the commander-in-chief said."

He thought that even with Li Fuming's warrant, he might not be able to see Hong Chengchou immediately. It would be better if Li Fuming reported the news to Hong Chengchou first. Hong Chengchou would be surprised, but it would not be easy to see him?

But then he said: "The commander-in-chief of the good teaching knows that every time I kill the Tatars, I have to use a different weapon. After meeting the commander, once there is a battle, if I want to kill the Tatar emperor, I will need a good weapon. I don't know the commander-in-chief." may have?"

He added: "You don't need a magic weapon, just a heavy word."

"How heavy is it?" When Li Fuming heard that Zhao Yu wanted a weapon, he was a little embarrassed at first. He didn't have a magic weapon. He also heard that he didn’t want a magic weapon, but only one heavy one, so he quickly said: “A hundred kilograms is enough?”

Zhao Yu shook his head: "One thousand catties is never too much, and five hundred catties is never too little."

Li Fuming opened his mouth wide.