Father can be an enemy to the country

The sandstorms of the past few days have finally subsided, but the howling west wind has also taken away the last trace of warmth in Mobei.

It's late autumn on the grassland, and everything you look at is dry and yellow. It's better when the sun shines brightly during the day, but at night the temperature drops sharply. In the morning, the sky and the earth are completely white, covered with a layer of frost.

The morning sun leaps into the sky, coating the hoarfrost on the ground with a layer of gold. Groups of yellow sheep begin to seize the time to forage for food. They want to store enough fat for the coming severe winter.

The wild geese also formed a herringbone formation, flying leisurely across the blue sky to spend the winter in the warm south. What a beautiful late autumn scenery of the grassland.

The sheep that were grazing with their heads down suddenly felt the ground shaking slightly. They all raised their heads and looked east. He immediately ran away in the opposite direction.

After a while, the trembling sound became more and more obvious. It turned out that the cavalry of the brigade were running through the frost and running at high speed.

When the cavalry team got closer, they could clearly see that they were eight thousand soldiers led by Zhu Di and Ping An.

In the blink of an eye, they had been chasing across the river for five days, running at least two hundred miles every day, and they were already thousands of miles away!

On the way, they caught up with the Yuan Lord twice, but they were stopped by the timid Xue army who had broken off the rear. In the end, they failed in their efforts, and the Bei Yuan Emperor slipped through his fingers.

Of course, we have to admit that Emperor Beiyuan was really good at escaping.

Since Emperor Yuan Shun, they have been running for their lives. Countless escapes have trained them to perfection... their ability to escape is an ancestral skill.

As a result, I chased him from morning to night that day, but still couldn't catch up.

It was getting dark and the horses were exhausted. Zhu Di had no choice but to order to stop and rest.

The soldiers quickly set up camp on the spot, then cut grass to feed the horses and boiled water for cooking.

"Fuck, how far have we chased?" Ping An rubbed his stiff buttocks and said, "My buttocks are numb."

While chewing horse meat jerky, Zhu Di drew on the map and said: "It will be one thousand two hundred miles from when we cross the Kullen River; it will be one thousand eight hundred miles from the time we start the pursuit at Xiaolong Mountain."

"Fuck..." Not only was it safe this time, but the generals also started swearing. "Is the dog-like Emperor Beiyuan born in the year of a dog? Isn't he too capable of escaping?!"

"Yes, I didn't expect to be able to chase him so far." Zhu Di was also convinced: "Now I know why my cousin and father-in-law let Emperor Beiyuan escape every time. It's not that they don't work hard, it's really The dog is so good at running away.”

"This is all about escaping." Tan Yuan asked with a wry smile: "Can we still catch them?"

"Yes!" Zhu Di said resolutely: "We are still eight hundred miles away from Hara and Lin. We can catch up with them two more times. The first time we caught up with them, we killed a thousand of them; the second time we caught up with them, we killed a thousand of them; Go up, we killed another thousand of them; next time we can kill all his guards, wait until the last time and see who can stop him!"

"They defected to Prime Minister You. They have probably received the letter by now, and they may bring someone to help him." Zhang Yu reminded him every day.

"There aren't many people biting them. The only ones left in Beiyuan are a bunch of chickens and dogs, so there's nothing to be afraid of!" Zhu Di took a bite of smoked horse meat and said with a ferocious face: "We have already chased them so far. It’s impossible to go back empty-handed, chasing Togu Si Timur even as far as the horizon!”

"Yeah!" Ping An nodded heavily and gritted his teeth: "If you can't catch the Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, you will regret it until you die!"

Tan Yuan, Xue Lu and other generals also came up and said: "You're right, you have to pursue us until you die, and you have to keep pursuing us!"

Even the soldiers shouted and whistled and expressed their agreement.

Zhang Yu shook his head when he saw it, thinking that these people are all fucking crazy...

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On the other hand, Togu Si Timur's life was actually even more difficult.

Unlike Zhu Di and others who rode horses to fight all day long, he was pampered and rode a chariot wherever he went. Now, in order to escape for his life, he had been riding a horse for eight consecutive days. His inner thighs were bruised and bloody, and his intervertebral discs were also herniated. Every day I have to rely on the guards to help me get on and off my horse.

His son Tianbaonu was the same, so when they camped at night, the two of them would lie in the tent with their legs apart, take off their pants, apply herbs on them, and dry their crotches all night long.

Tianbaonu had never suffered such a crime before. He lay there groaning in pain.

"Stop shouting." Togu Si Timur was annoyed by hearing this, but they had fled so far and only had this tent left. They couldn't kick the prince out and let him dry his eggs in the open air.

"Father, I really can't bear the pain." Tian Baonu said with a sad face: "It's just right to raise him for one night, and he has to grind on the horse for another day before dawn. If you do this over and over again, the iron pestle will be worn out. Needles, not to mention my son’s anus.”

"Oh, bear with it. Who told us that we men are running for our lives?" Togu Si Timur sighed depressedly: "Normally, we should be safe a long time ago. How could we expect to encounter such a group of chasing people? Mad dog.”

Normally, the Ming army would pursue them for two to three hundred miles at most, and they would probably stop pursuing them. There is no one like these guys who have been chasing for almost two thousand miles and still refuse to stop.

And even if he can still escape now, the price will be extremely heavy. By now, his 10,000-strong Xue army only had 1,000 people left. Of the princes and ministers, only Shiliemen and Nieqielai were left, and even their wives and children were captured by the Ming army.

The phrase "a dog without a home" is not enough to describe his current misery. In the grassland where the strong prey on the weak, this state is really dangerous. Any small tribe can kill him.

Thinking of this, Toghon Temur became irritable. He reached out to take a few sips of the wine bag to calm his anger, but he didn't pour out a drop.

"Alas, there is no more wine..." Toghon Temur threw the wine bag out of the tent irritably. The more he couldn't drink, the more uncomfortable he felt, as if there were ten thousand ants crawling on his body.

Tianbaonu knew that his father was addicted to alcohol, but he had no choice. All the wine was drunk by his father. He couldn't let him drink horse urine, could he?

"Your Majesty, please bear with it. You will be able to catch up with the Prime Minister tomorrow." Shi Liemen applied medicine to the two men, wiped his hands, and comforted Toghon Temur and his father, saying, "Then the Majesty will have wine to drink, the soldiers will have food to eat, and the prince will not have to ride a horse. Everything will be fine."

"Alas, I don't dare to hold too much hope..." Toghon Temur hit his head hard and said, "I'm afraid something will happen again."

"No, they will wait for us at the Tula River." Shi Liemen forced a smile and said, "We have been walking for so long, it's time for us to change our luck... right?"

"I hope so." Toghon Temur hummed.

"I will go and comfort them. The soldiers will take their leave first." Shi Liemen shook his head and left the tent, leaving only the emperor and the prince humming to each other.