Yang Biao landed very roughly.

As soon as the iron anchor was thrown, he began to close the fireworks in the tinder tank in a hurry. So the flying ball fell quickly. Fang Jifan's face turned green and he tried his best to hold on to the vine basket.

The iron anchor hooked the ground and pulled it, and the flying ball in the air stopped abruptly. The whole flying ball shook slanted, and Fang Jifan almost flew out of the vine basket.

Your uncle!

Fang Jifan almost cursed.

Yang Biao was also shocked and started to collect the cables. The flying ball slowly descended. When he approached the ground, Fang Jifan took the lead. He felt his legs were weak and his mind was a little confused. He finally recovered. In the distance, countless officials cheered: "Great victory, great victory!"

Even if the Ming army won completely in this battle, every minute and every second in the process was enough to make people feel suffocated and many people were exhausted.

Fang Jifan turned around and glanced at Chen Ao and Yang Biao fiercely.

These two guys didn't know where they were wrong and were laughing happily there.

Fang Jifan shook his head and took a horse passing by the cavalry. However, he saw Su Yue and others hurried out of Datong with the doctors to clean up the battlefield. With the help of the soldiers, he carried the stretcher and sent the wounded soldiers back to the city.

Zhang Mao was held up and shouted, "I'm fine, I don't need a stretcher." He struggled desperately, but Su Yue pressed him hard on the stretcher, bandaging his arm first... When Zhang Mao met Fang Jifan, "Xiao Fang...Xiao Fang..."

Xiao...Xiaofang...

Fang Jifan didn't like this name, he was not a girl from the village.

But he had no choice but to go forward with a smile: "Uncle Shi, congratulations, the victory is here."

"You are the top priority." Zhang Mao struggled and pushed away the person who bandaged him. Suddenly, his eyes couldn't help but turn red: "Damn, my father died in Tumu Fort, and he died at the hands of these damn Tartars..."

Fang Jifan sighed: "It's such a regret. My nephew's eldest father has carried so many people from Tumu Fort, but he has not carried him back to the Prince of Dingxing. It's my eldest father's fault. I reflect on it."

Fang Jifan said that he had a nose and eyes, just as if the princes who came back from Tumu Fort had owed the Fang family a life.

Well... it is natural to repay the debt. If you don’t have money, you can pay the money. We Fang Jifan will bring back all the life-saving graces that our grandsons owed to our Fang family.

Zhang Mao looked at Fang Jifan deeply, and his words... were a little familiar.

Of course, this is not the point.

Zhang Mao sighed: "Now, he finally fulfilled his life's ambition and avenged this bloody revenge for his father. It can be regarded as a fulfillment of his life's ambition. It's a pity... the Tatar Khan was said to have been injured, but he let him escape."

"Escape..." Fang Jifan was stunned.

He specifically explained a few flying balls and specifically asked the Tatar Khan to attack. In the Tatar rear formation, there were many personal guards, so he would greet him wherever he could. Don't be polite.

Who knows...it's still letting this old guy run away.

"This man is very cunning, and he claims to be the blood of the Golden Family. It is expected that he hid in the desert and regrouped. Sooner or later, it will be a confidant of my Ming Dynasty. This battle will definitely defeat the elite of the Tatars, but... it is still a pity."

Fang Jifan comforted him and said, "Don't worry, he dares to come again and beat him up."

"Yes, you are still young." Zhang Mao sighed: "But I am old and the hero is old."

After winning the battle, Zhang Shibo compared himself to a hero... This... he is very thick-skinned.

Fang Jifan laughed dryly: "Yes, there is also a nephew."

"You are the first to do this battle." Zhang Mao endured the pain on his arms and looked at Fang Jifan deeply: "You are the first in this credit book... You are here to handle the war for me. These doctors are too nervous and insist on saying that my injuries are not bad. I can't resist them, so I will go back to Datong to recuperate. Now, you are taking on my duty for the time being, remember that His Royal Highness is still in the desert."

Fang Jifan immediately understood... Yes, he almost forgot about Zhu Houzhao.

Look at your memory.

Fang Jifan said: "I will order people to search everywhere. Just leave the matter here to my nephew. It is important to treat the injury in Shibo."

Zhang Mao nodded, and was about to say something, but Su Yue pressed it on the stretcher again. Su Yue had no expression on her face: "Go!"

His tone is unquestionable.

This is the awesomeness of a doctor. If you have the ability, you will hit me. If you come and beat me, no matter what kind of fucking emperor, you will always have to treat the disease, right? Do you want to die? Your life is in my hands.

Su Yue waved her hand and immediately several soldiers carried the stretcher and sent Zhang Mao away.

Su Yue bowed deeply to Fang Jifan, and then was so excited that he went to Datong.

Medical school, this has fallen into the rice jar.

More than a thousand wounded people and countless Tatar corpses, these... are the most precious wealth in the eyes of the students. In the next month, countless teenage mice who can be practiced at will, regardless of whether they are dead or alive, will provide the most valuable experience for the students of Xishan Medical College.

Su Yue is very busy now. He even thinks that he should do surgery. He does surgery. Now he dares to do it, even many apprentices, who have never tried serial cutting before. I am afraid that under the circumstances of so many injured people, they have to bite the bullet and go to the operating table. What if he is cut first, then he will talk about it. If he can't practice the skills, he can still practice gallbladder, right?

Fang Jifan couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the wounded soldiers being carried to Datong. He was a conscientious person, so naturally... he would feel sorry for them.

…………

"kill!"

Fast horse gallops.

After a Tatar tribe was investigated by a telescope, Zhu Houzhao and other cavalrymen were ambushed. When the sky was dark, they immediately launched an attack without hesitation.

Because of the war, a large number of young and strong men were recruited by Yanda Khan. Most of the tribes were old, weak, sick and disabled. Although some young and strong men were aware that something was wrong, when they wanted to get on the horse to meet the enemy, feather arrows had arrived, and one arrow pierced the throat directly, and the person fell to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the cavalry team, like a flood peak, swept the Tatar settlements in an instant, and killed all those who tried to resist.

All of this is done in a straightforward way, and the overall situation has been decided in just one cup of tea.

The cavalry became more and more skillful, while Zhu Houzhao was even more in the water. When he first attacked several tribes, his plan was not meticulous enough. The soldiers were still unfamiliar with their cooperation, but after conquering six tribes in a row, his experience began to become richer.

It's simply a pediatric department, not enough to get between your teeth.

When will we encounter a large tribe of ten thousand people and kill them happily?

The old, weak, women and children of the Tatars were all trembling and had already been controlled by the cavalry.

The old Tatars looked at these Han soldiers in horror. These old men had experienced countless wars to fight Caogu, but... they had never seen the Han army that had penetrated so far into the desert that they had actually arrived here.

In their eyes, they were panicked and uneasy, and many women and children made various harsh calls.

Zhu Houzhao had a straw stalk in her mouth, followed by Liu Jin. Liu Jin was eating jerky meat, with no expression on her face.

At first, Liu Jin was also a little scared, but later, he was not afraid anymore. What are you afraid of? The Tatars are just like this. I, Liu Jin... ate their cattle and horses every day. The horse meat is not delicious, the calf is good, and the calf is fresh and tender.

For this reason, Liu Jin also carried an iron pot behind him. In the desert, the iron pot is a hard-won precious resource. A small tribe may not find a mouthful, so Liu Jin, who carried an iron pot, looked like a turtle.

Zhu Houzhao looked around and said, "Is there any resistance there? Search for them, who has hidden a knife on them, and the one who has hidden a knife on them, and then cut it."

The soldiers walked forward like wolves and tigers, searching for nothing.

The Tatars were in agitation and looked at Zhu Houzhao uneasy.

Zhu Houzhao put his hands behind his back, feeling a little regretful. Then he said in Tatar, "My name is Zhu Shou, the general officer of the Ming Dynasty, Mo Nan and Mo Bei, here today to see if there are any people with weapons here, and all those with weapons, swords and bows, will be killed. But I, Zhu Shou, don't like to kill women and children, but...hehe... brothers, burn and kill!"

The cavalry had already understood the words "burn and kill", and some people rushed into the circle of cattle and horses and slaughtered all the cattle and horses one by one. Liu Jin hurriedly followed him to find his calf.

As for the other tents, as well as all the horse materials and hay, they all gathered together, and a fire rose into the sky in an instant.

Zhu Houzhao smiled with his hands behind his back: "I will bring some dry food and horses, and the others will be burned and killed. You... I, Zhu Shou, will not kill you, but you have no cattle, horses and fodder. If you want to live, I will show you a clear way. You will go to Hexi or Datong and bow down to your favor. If you are lucky and can really get there, I, Zhu Shou, will give you a way to live. You are my slaves to Zhu Shou, and you will reward you with a bite of food. But if you can't get there,... I will not blame me. Compared to you Tatars, I, Zhu Shou, have been fully benevolent and righteous. Okay, I will only sleep here for one night. I will tie you up first. When we are about to leave tomorrow, we will naturally untickle you. By the way, you must remember, I want Zhu Shou!"

After saying that, Liu Jin had already picked up a few calfs who wanted to make dry food. He was so happy that he set up a pot beside him. The cavalry also left some tents, the largest of which was of course for Zhu Houzhao to sleep.

Zhu Houzhao was obviously exhausted and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!