The Rakshasas love to grow beards, but their beards are messy beards, but ordinary soldiers are not allowed, so Alexei's long beard is particularly conspicuous among the rebels.

Alexei was shocked when he knew that the Ming army behind him had discovered them, and he was still regretting in his heart, knowing that it was better to stay in the camp, at least there were more than 20,000 soldiers in the camp to protect him.

"Your Majesty, your beard has exposed us, and they are shouting to capture you alive!" Priest Markov reminded Alexei as he ran.

Markov was chosen by the Tsar from the Church to be his interpreter because of his proficiency in the Ming language.

"Your Majesty, cut it quickly, the beard can grow back when it's gone, in case it ......" Piedro took out a sharp dagger from his waist and handed it to Alexei.

At this time, Alexei was so confused that he had any ideas, and when he saw this, he took the dagger and gritted his teeth and cut his beard while running.

Due to the bumpy ride of the war horse, Alexei had never taken care of his beard by himself, his chin was cut several times by a dagger, and blood dripped down his chin, Alexei didn't care about the pain, and fled westward frantically.

"The red-robed one is the Tsar, capture the Tsar alive!" Liu Hongjian kept staring at Alexei, and when he saw that this guy had shamelessly cut off his beard, he was speechless for a while.

"Liu Qing, the tsar also took off his robe." Zhu Cihong said excitedly.

He thought it would be dangerous to go to the battlefield, but it didn't seem to be what he imagined, and at this time he only felt that the galloping of thousands of horses was very exciting.

"It's the tsar with a high hat, hunt down the tsar!" Liu Hong gradually changed his slogan.

Zhu Cihong's 6,000 Tiger Army plus Liu Hongji's more than 1,000 personal guard battalions are the elite of the many legions in the Ming Dynasty, and the war horses are first-class purebred Menggu war horses with excellent endurance.

Thanks to the orders of Liu Hongjian and Zhu Cihong, more than 7,000 soldiers only attacked the Tsar's guards, who were lagging behind, and did not attack the Tsar.

The two sides chased each other on the vast prairie until dusk.

Tsar Alexei I saw that the guards around him were decreasing one by one, and his war horse had already foamed at the mouth and had no strength, just to survive, he still whipped the buttocks of the war horse under his crotch.

His beard had been cut, the stab wound on his chin had scabbed, his clothes were only lined, and his hat was long gone.

However, the Ming army did not let them go at all, and ran for a whole afternoon, not only did they not see any reinforcements behind them, but there were only more than 300 guards left around them who barely followed.

"Your Majesty, save me!"

Pidero's horse finally fell to the ground when he couldn't support it, and Piedro knew that his life was at stake, regardless of the physical pain, so he got up and went after Alexei, and cried out for help with his throat.

Alexei turned his head and looked at it, he didn't care about anyone else, he really didn't have the ability to save Piedro now.

Eighty miles further west is Vikna in the Rakshasa Country, where there is a garrison of the Rakshasas, as long as you stick there, the Rakshasa soldiers over there will definitely crush this damn Ming army!

Alexei was thinking about it while fleeing, but he was worried about whether the war horse under his crotch would last so long.

"Your Majesty, save me, ah-"

Pydero was still howling, and the more Alexei heard it, the more annoyed he became, and he turned his head to look again, only to see a great soldier slash off Pidero's head.

"Tianbao, are you sure that you will defeat the Tsar's mount?" Liu Hong gradually turned back to the silent Yang Tianbao and said.

He was also a little tired after chasing all afternoon, and he was almost out of Chahar's borders, and he was worried about long nights and dreams.

"My lord, it's easy." The corners of Yang Tianbao's mouth rose and he smiled.

The reason why he hasn't done it has been because Yang Tianbao has already seen that this play was deliberately done by Liu Hong, after all, he has been quite aggrieved in the city in the past two days, and it is easy to have such a way to vent, and he doesn't want to end the hunting game with one shot.

"That's still waiting to do, Lao Tzu's war horses are tired, hurry up, don't fight that little tsar." Liu Hong gradually said arrogantly.

Bang –

As soon as Liu Hong's voice fell, he heard a bang, and Alexei's hip was shot in the butt of the war horse and fell forward, and Alexei himself flew forward due to the huge inertia, and then fell to the ground and passed out.

Most of the remaining more than 200 guards left the Tsar who fell under his horse and fled westward, after all, staying could not save the Tsar and could only die.

But there were still a dozen or so of the more heartfelt guards who stopped to save their master, but they had just laboriously lifted Alexei onto a war horse, but the war horse stood there and refused to run anymore no matter how whipped they were.

War horses are also like people, once they stop after a long period of strenuous exercise, the feeling of exhaustion will follow, they are too tired.

It didn't take long for Liu Hong and Zhu Cihong to surround more than a dozen Rakshasa guards with thousands of tiger troops.

"You are very loyal, but if you want to live, you should hand him over, and this king can spare you from death." Liu Hong gradually circled around a dozen Rakshasas.

The other Rakshasa guards all ran away, only these dozen people stayed behind to accompany their masters to death, loyalty knows no borders and races, Liu Hongchuan has always admired loyal people.

"Ula~¥¥...... ￥……”

Where can the Rakshasa people understand what Liu Hongjian said, a Rakshasa man knew that he could not escape and rushed towards Liu Hongjian and Zhu Cihong with a war knife, and Zhu Cihong was taken aback.

But before he could rush out a few steps, Yang Tianbao and a few other AK shooters shot the Rakshasa man to death on the spot, and several brothers in the Huben camp were still worried that this person was not dead, so they slashed a few times.

Someone hit the head, and the remaining Rakshasas rushed up one after another, and then were beheaded on the spot by the soldiers of the Tiger Camp.

"Alas, you are loyal, but why is this loyalty not to Daming?"

Liu Hongjian sighed, if these Rakshasas really offered the Tsar's hands, Liu Hongjian should look down on them again.

But seeing these guys looking at death one by one, he suddenly felt a little lost in his heart, people, sometimes it's so contradictory.

"Lord Wang, he just seems to have fainted."

Le Shulu, the thousand-household official of the Tiger Camp, and another thousand-household official dragged Alexei and threw it in front of Liu Hongji.

Le Shulu is the son of Babala, these two people are also very interesting, obviously in the same army, but in order to avoid suspicion in front of Zhu Cihong, they were stunned and did not say anything to each other, but at night they quietly went to a tent to drink.

Although Le Shulu is as rough as his father Babala, he is thick and fine, for example, if Zhu Cihong is there, he will call Liu Hongjian the prince, if there are no outsiders, he prefers to call Liu Hongjian the mountain chief.

After all, Liu Hongchuan is the head of the martial arts hall, although this guy has not been in the martial arts hall for a few days since the opening of the mountain and the establishment of the school.

"Come on a yellow pee, wake him up!" Liu Hong gradually said not without malice.

After chasing the prey for an afternoon, now it is finally caught.

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