Drama Training Camp

    "Ye Xijin? Who is this person? Where did he come from, such a powerful person, how did he not know the slightest rumor?" The emperor asked, doubting whether such a general had suffered to suppress.

    The old and wrinkled cabinet chief Shi Bo squinted his eyes and said, "This person has no name. After consulting the official files of the Ministry of Personnel, there may be results."

    Not long after, the Ministry of Personnel sent Ye Xijin's archives. Before the end of each year, all localities must report the updated list of officials, which will be sealed up by the Ministry of Personnel.

    Shi Bo looked at this file and thought that this was a brave and skilled barbarian.

    These two rulers and ministers, holding Ye Xijin's information, were thinking the same thing.

    As the heart of a country, the capital city is easy to defend and difficult to attack. In other thoughts, facing the ministers' persuasion to leave Beijing and take refuge in the south, he hesitated.

    Ye Xijin looked at the secret spy standing in front of him with a long body, and sneered in his heart, but his face was full of surprise, and said in non-standard Chinese: "Your Majesty the emperor is serious You say you want to make me a different surname king? Is this true?"

    Seeing Ye Xijin's unreliable appearance, the spy felt a little contempt in his heart, secretly thinking about the use of soldiers, in the end, he is just a rough man who uses brute force, a title of a different surname can be enough After dismissing him, I still thought in my heart that His Majesty really overestimated this person. If I had known this, a prince or a prince might be able to satisfy this person.

    "Neiwei-sama said that, of course I can trust it."

     Ye Xijin heard the words and made an even more excited look, her eyes were red, as if she couldn't wait, "Since it was His Majesty who said, I naturally have nothing to do, so, then say It's fixed, on the morning of the 29th, when the hour arrives, I will wave the red flag here, and the defenders of the capital and my warriors will work together to crush the Tartars together, how about it?"

    Now the three parties outside the capital are gathered together, the Xi Dynasty army has 100,000 troops, and the Tartar side is also 70,000, but Ye Xijin has only 50,000 troops stationed outside the city, and Ye Xijin has no troops. With enough gold and silver, he could not afford to support more soldiers. Ye Xijin used salt instead of all the salaries of the fifty thousand soldiers.

    In ancient times, people used to say "being poor as a soldier" because most of the time, there were too many soldiers to pay salaries. Today, although Ye Xijin does not distribute gold and silver, salt is used as a hard currency. It can be used in place of silver, so although I didn't get real money, the whole army is grateful to Ye Xijin.

    So although Ye Xijin has the smallest number of people, they are all elite soldiers, and Ye Xijin also has a secret weapon, which is almost a tripartite model.

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    Ye Xijin's face showed embarrassment, "Master Neiwei doesn't know what to do."

    Neiwei immediately corrected: "It's 'I don't know'." Neiwei sighed inwardly, this Huayi people are really barbarians, and they don't even know how to speak Chinese.

    "Yes, I don't know something, this thing is a sacred thing, it was developed by the dead elders of my Huayi tribe, we are sitting on the mountain and eating empty..."

    The inner guard took the trouble to correct, "It's just sitting and eating the mountain." He muttered in his heart, this barbarian obviously doesn't know idioms, but he wants to talk in a confused way.

    "Sit and eat the mountain, you are right, no one will do this when the elder is dead. We have already used up all the way." Ye Xijin said sadly.

    The inner guard immediately showed embarrassment on his face, "Is it really gone? If the general doesn't have this magical thing, how can he beat the Tartars?"

    "Don't worry, we Huayi people are brave and not afraid of Tartars!" Ye Xijin patted his chest, making a brainless martial artist, and then said, "It's just your majesty. If they are willing to send troops together, then the Tartars will be mortal grasshoppers, unable to escape!"

    The secret spy of the inner guard was no longer able to complain about Ye Xijin's words, so he just shied away and wanted to go back and ask His Majesty, then turned around and planned to leave.

    "The strategist said, Your Majesty will not send troops, and we can't send troops. Lord Neiwei will go back and tell His Majesty that the palace must be kept for me!" Ye Xijin shouted at his back.

    The secret spy froze when he heard the words and left quickly.

    Ye Xijin's immortal acting skills, disguised as a barbarian warrior, completely deceived the secret spy. The spy returned to the palace, faced the saint in person, and reported what Ye Xijin had said.

    The emperor pondered for a moment before asking, "In your opinion, is Ye Xijin credible?"

    "The villain thinks it's credible, this General Ye seems to be very... simple." The secret spy thought about Ye Xijin's last eager appearance, hesitated for a moment, and then it was difficult. say this adjective.

      Originally, the former Shoufu had always been in control of the government, but when he wanted to take over the government, the former Shoufu actually got the wind.

    With such a scandal, the former Shoufu faction is naturally a tree down, and the current Shoufu is the emperor's hand and the emperor's former teacher. When the two occasionally have friction, But most of the time they get along peacefully.

    The emperor also wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, but now the situation in the capital, the Tartars have been red-eyed. Aiming the tip of the knife at the capital, whether Ye Xijin sent troops or not, the capital was already at stake.

      He felt that Ye Xijin was credible, and the superiors liked simple people. In his mind, Ye Xijin was already a strong man with five big and three rough but still had a red heart toward the emperor.

    After receiving the reply from the secret espionage, Ye Xijin finally felt relieved, he was a conspiracy. In the meantime, unless they hang up, they are all dead, but the court side is not so good. The court army is weak and scattered. If it were not for the superiority of the capital, it would have been trampled by the iron cavalry of the Tartars. Now, Ye Xi has become a The last straw for the court.

    Ye Xijin has to slowly seek revenge with her enemies, so she naturally dare not say that these powerful and powerful people are pushing too hard. Ye Xi Jin had no choice but to be so vain and condescending.

    On the morning of the 29th, at 1:00 a.m., Ye Xijin's military camp immediately came with a red flag.

    The army outside the imperial city, cavalry took the lead in charging, accompanied by big drums, like a sharp knife inserted into the formation of the Tartars.

    The troops on Ye Xijin's side were also arranged. After watching the army in the city fight with the Tartars, Ye Xijin's team joined the battlefield.

      , but there are more people who need him to rescue, and there is no time for him to hurt the spring and autumn, so he gradually let go of this matter.

    Capturing the thief first and capturing the king, the Cheng brothers guarding Ye Xi Jin rushed to the battlefield, and when he was still 20 meters away from Khutulu Khan, Ye Xi Jin moved, from his arms Take out something.

    Kutulu Khan seemed to feel something, his eyes looked like Ye Xijin, only to see a dark hole.

    There was a flash of fire, something hit him, and there seemed to be liquid flowing down his wet face.

    Kutul Khan, who was under the guard of everyone, had a blood hole in his forehead, and his eyes were blank as he looked at Ye Xijin.

    "You Khans are dead, you can capture them before you can!" Ye Xijin shouted in skilled Prairie dialect.

    The Tartar army suddenly turned into a pot of porridge. At this time, it was like a fight between beasts. The first Tartar knelt down, raised his hands, and shouted: "I surrender, spare me Bar!"

    Before Ye Xijin could respond, another Tartar immediately stabbed and said loudly, "People from the grasslands die standing up, never live on their knees!"

     Hearing this, countless Tartars immediately became excited, and their aura was even more ferocious than when Kutulu Khan was there. It was originally a situation of death, but the Xi Dynasty army was counterattacked by them. defeat.

    Seeing that the situation was wrong, Ye Xijin took his men and horses out of the battlefield.

    The emperor, who was staying in the palace waiting for news at this time, was overjoyed when he first heard about the death of Khutulu Khan, but who knew that he would get such a development, he became anxious for a while, and hurriedly ordered The palace people packed up and prepared to flee outside the palace when things went wrong.

    Ye Xijin took people back to the barracks, and the red-clothed cannons were set up and shot directly at the fighting Tartars.

    In the middle of the dense Tartars, a large area suddenly opened up. The power of this weapon is no weaker than that of powder.

    The sound of cannons resounded in the sky over the entire capital, and countless people looked at this strange weapon in amazement. A look of horror appeared on his face.

    The Xi Dynasty's army suffered heavy casualties, and Ye Xijin's army quickly stopped because he saw the situation.

    The Tartars were wiped out, and the imperial army suffered heavy casualties. Ye Xijin looked at the ancient city wall with vicissitudes and said in his heart: I am back.

    The author has something to say:  Good night.