Babala is still not very relieved, in the past two years, he has worked hard to learn the history and culture of the Han people, although he is illiterate, but there are always more methods than difficulties.

This guy invited a teacher from Guannai to read to him full-time, and that was real reading.

In addition to handling official duties on weekdays, Baba has to spend at least two hours a day to study, and he knows that the emperors of the Han people are all treasures, and there are few royal expeditions.

And most of the emperors who fought in person were captured because of their defeats.

What is even worse is the battle of Tumubao 100 years ago, although Mr. Teach repeatedly covered it up, but Babara still understands the risk of the royal expedition.

He was not worried about Zhu Cihong, but worried about Liu Hongchuan, after all, if something really happened to the emperor, it had nothing to do with him.

But Liu Hongjian suffered, and Liu Hongjian was Babala's backer, and the backer fell, how could he, a foreign rough man, mix?

"Yes, yes, I only serve the prince when I fight." Babara knew that he was a soft-spoken man, and that it was impossible for things to change at this point, but he still had to say it.

"Come on, let's go down and rest early!" Liu Hong gradually patted Babala's thick shoulder and said.

Tomorrow, the army will send troops to Chahar, and Liu Hong gradually assigned Babala to be the deputy general, which made Babala excited for no reason.

In fact, although he has been governor for the past two years, he has a lot of power, but Baba Laa can't even read a few big characters, and he is completely chasing ducks up trees.

What Liu Honggradually didn't know was that after the news of the Rakshasa Crusade reached Kulun City, Baba took out a rusty war knife at night, and was drunk and drunk, in one word, happy!

Babala's longing to go to war, he suffocated.

Early the next morning, the army marched westward on time, and finally wanted to see the real battlefield, Zhu Cihong rode on the war horse spirit, and even wore a war knife on his waist.

A war knife that is exactly the same as Liu Hongji's waist, and the number is even more awesome than Liu Hongji's 001, and his war knife number is 000.

There was no way, his father rewarded Liu Hongjian with the 001 battle knife, and in order not to fall behind, he had to make a new one.

It's just that this war knife was not included in the archives of the Ministry of War, because it did not conform to the rules set by the first emperor, and although the armory was built, it could only be regarded as a licensed product in the final analysis.

"Report! Twenty miles ahead, there were Rakshasa troops, and it seemed that they were chasing a group of rebels. "A sentry came from the west.

Zhu Cihong put his hand on the handle of the war knife when he heard this, and looked at Liu Hongjian excitedly.

"How many of them are there? What kind of troops are they? Are there any other armies of the Rakshasa Nation in the rear? Liu Hong gradually ignored the excited Zhu Cihong, but asked several questions that he thought were necessary.

"Back to the prince, they are all cavalry, and the smoke and dust are not very clear, but it will definitely not exceed two thousand people, the reconnaissance range of our sentry is fifty miles, and there is no news of local troops in other detachments."

"Babala's obedience! This king orders you to take 5,000 grenadiers and cavalry, and take down these enemies for me!" Only then did Liu Hongjian give the order to attack.

"Humble duty!" Baba had been waiting for Liu Hongji's order for a long time, and as soon as Liu Hongjian finished speaking, he happily slapped his horse away.

In a short time, the grenadier cavalry in the large army, led by Babala, rushed west in the billowing smoke and dust.

Liu Hongjian slowed down his march and slowly advanced westward.

"Liu Qing, why don't the big troops go together? This way the battle can end a little faster. Zhu Cihong was a little disappointed and sent away the hand holding the sword.

"Have you read all the books to your ass? Stud at every turn, what if it's just a trick by the Rakshasa Kingdom to lure the enemy?

Besides, how can an enemy army of less than 2,000 be able to take 90,000? Liu Hong gradually said angrily.

Liu Hongjian said directly in two sentences, and Zhu Cihong was wilted.

It's no wonder that although Zhu Cihong has read some military books, he has never even been out of the Shuntian Mansion, and when he is excited on the battlefield, how can he still remember what is said in the military books?

Babala is still not very relieved, in the past two years, he has worked hard to learn the history and culture of the Han people, although he is illiterate, but there are always more methods than difficulties. This guy invited a teacher from Guannai to read to him full-time, and that was real reading.

In addition to handling official duties on weekdays, Baba has to spend at least two hours a day to study, and he knows that the emperors of the Han people are all treasures, and there are few royal expeditions.

And most of the emperors who fought in person were captured because of their defeats.

What is even worse is the battle of Tumubao 100 years ago, although Mr. Teach repeatedly covered it up, but Babara still understands the risk of the royal expedition.

He was not worried about Zhu Cihong, but worried about Liu Hongchuan, after all, if something really happened to the emperor, it had nothing to do with him.

But Liu Hongjian suffered, and Liu Hongjian was Babala's backer, and the backer fell, how could he, a foreign rough man, mix?

"Yes, yes, I only serve the prince when I fight." Babara knew that he was a soft-spoken man, and that it was impossible for things to change at this point, but he still had to say it.

"Come on, let's go down and rest early!" Liu Hong gradually patted Babala's thick shoulder and said.

Tomorrow, the army will send troops to Chahar, and Liu Hong gradually assigned Babala to be the deputy general, which made Babala excited for no reason.

In fact, although he has been governor for the past two years, he has a lot of power, but Baba Laa can't even read a few big characters, and he is completely chasing ducks up trees.

What Liu Honggradually didn't know was that after the news of the Rakshasa Crusade reached Kulun City, Baba took out a rusty war knife at night, and was drunk and drunk, in one word, happy!

Babala's longing to go to war, he suffocated.

Early the next morning, the army marched westward on time, and finally wanted to see the real battlefield, Zhu Cihong rode on the war horse spirit, and even wore a war knife on his waist.

A war knife that is exactly the same as Liu Hongji's waist, and the number is even more awesome than Liu Hongji's 001, and his war knife number is 000.

There was no way, his father rewarded Liu Hongjian with the 001 battle knife, and in order not to fall behind, he had to make a new one.

It's just that this war knife was not included in the archives of the Ministry of War, because it did not conform to the rules set by the first emperor, and although the armory was built, it could only be regarded as a licensed product in the final analysis.

"Report! Twenty miles ahead, there were Rakshasa troops, and it seemed that they were chasing a group of rebels. "A sentry came from the west.

Zhu Cihong put his hand on the handle of the war knife when he heard this, and looked at Liu Hongjian excitedly.

"How many of them are there? What kind of troops are they? Are there any other armies of the Rakshasa Nation in the rear? Liu Hong gradually ignored the excited Zhu Cihong, but asked several questions that he thought were necessary.

"Back to the prince, they are all cavalry, and the smoke and dust are not very clear, but it will definitely not exceed two thousand people, the reconnaissance range of our sentry is fifty miles, and there is no news of local troops in other detachments."

"Babala's obedience! This king orders you to take 5,000 grenadiers and cavalry, and take down these enemies for me!" Only then did Liu Hongjian give the order to attack.

"Humble duty!" Baba had been waiting for Liu Hongji's order for a long time, and as soon as Liu Hongjian finished speaking, he happily slapped his horse away.

In a short time, the grenadier cavalry in the large army, led by Babala, rushed west in the billowing smoke and dust.

Liu Hongjian slowed down his march and slowly advanced westward.

"Liu Qing, why don't the big troops go together? This way the battle can end a little faster. Zhu Cihong was a little disappointed and sent away the hand holding the sword.

"Have you read all the books to your ass? Stud at every turn, what if it's just a trick by the Rakshasa Kingdom to lure the enemy?

Besides, how can an enemy army of less than 2,000 be able to take 90,000? Liu Hong gradually said angrily.

Liu Hongjian said directly in two sentences, and Zhu Cihong was wilted.

It's no wonder that although Zhu Cihong has read some military books, he has never even been out of the Shuntian Mansion, and when he is excited on the battlefield, how can he still remember what is said in the military books?