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"General!" The scout said with excitement on his face: "The Mongolian army has had abnormal movements, and many troops have begun to gather in the direction of the Ming border. There are loopholes in their search."

"Really?" Zhao Yong was excited.

"real."

The scout nodded vigorously, with excitement on his face. At this time, scouts returned one after another, and the news they brought back was the same. The news quickly spread throughout the camp, and the Ming cavalrymen shouted in excitement. Zhao Yong couldn't help but look at Luo Xin. Luo Xin's slightly frown had already stretched out, and a smile appeared on his face and said:

"Brother, this news should be true. It's not that the Mongolians set up a suspicion array. If I didn't refuse wrong, it should be that Mabutang had taken action."

"You mean..." Zhao Yong was excited and said, "Ma Butang led his army to attack the grassland?"

"It's not necessarily a real attack!" Luo Xin said while thinking: "Mabutang should have an attacking posture first. If Alatan Khan ignores it, Mabutang will launch a real attack and cause a heavy blow to Mongolia. If Alatan Khan responds, Mabutang will confront the Mongolian army on the grassland, and may not necessarily launch a real attack, but will only give us a chance to break through."

"So, Altan Khan has already responded?" Zhao Yong asked excitedly.

"It should be!" Luo Xin nodded and said, "Altan Khan should also know Mabutang's mind, so he dare not not respond, otherwise Mabutang will turn the situation into a real attack. But he will not have a real battle with Mabutang. After all, he has just been defeated and has a broken arm. He has no spare energy to launch a battle with the Ming Dynasty. All he can do is confront Mabutang on the grassland."

"Then... don't we have the chance to return to the Ming Dynasty?" Zhao Yong stood up suddenly.

"No!" Unexpectedly, Luo Qing, who was standing beside him, shook his head apart and said, "We still have no chance to return to the Ming Dynasty."

"Why?" Zhao Yong looked at Luo Qing in confusion, and Luo Xin also frowned slightly and began to think.

"The Mongolian army and Mabutang confronted each other at the border, so that the road to the border will be completely blocked. We have no chance to return to the Ming Dynasty."

"Then... wouldn't Mabutang do his work in vain?" At this time, Zhao Yong also reacted in his heart, and he couldn't help but look frustrated on his face.

"You can't say that!" Luo Qing shook his head and said, "After all, Mabutang attracted at least half of the Mongolian army. In this way, there is much less danger around us. Although we still cannot return to the Ming Dynasty, there is more room for maneuver. We can continue to attack Mongolia's pastures. We even encounter some small groups of Mongolian army, defeat them and kill them."

Zhao Yong and Luo Xin both nodded, but their faces were gone without the previous excited expression. The current situation is very clear. They just had more room to move, but they still couldn't return to the Ming Dynasty. In other words, they could live for a longer time, but the ending was still death.

The camp suddenly became silent, and there was no longer the excitement he had before. Zhao Yong looked at Luo Xin, who was deeply locked in his brows and said:

"No. Is there really nothing we can do?"

"I'm thinking!" Luo Xin rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Ma Butang led his army to attack, which gave us the only chance. If we cannot take advantage of this opportunity to return to the Ming Dynasty, we will have only two ways to go."

“Which two roads?”

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