Zhu Yunxi imagined such a heart-stopping but exciting scene in his mind, so much so that he trembled a little while reciting the good news.
Outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, both Zhu Yuanzhang, who was sitting on the dragon throne, and his ministers, the gray-haired veterans, all looked solemn, with blue veins looming on their foreheads.
"At that time, it was just in the afternoon, and the enemy troops came overwhelmingly, as if..."
Although he knew that this was a good news, the simple words still shocked Zhu Yunxi greatly. As he was chanting in a trembling voice, Zhu Yuanzhang's figure quietly walked to him.
The old and broad hands were placed on Zhu Yunxi's shoulders. The latter looked back with an old but resolute face.
"Dasun, don't panic, calm down!"
In an instant, the old man's gaze gave Zhu Yunxi strength, so that he no longer panicked due to excitement, and the heavy victory report in his hand became easier to read.
"It's like a torrential rain, and I have nowhere to hide..."
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Boom, boom.
At the forefront of the Ming Dynasty's position, the enemy's cavalry was getting closer and closer.
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Countless cavalrymen are like locusts filling the sky, making people shudder.
This is only part of the more than 30,000 Bei Yuan cavalry. It would be even more shocking if 30,000 people came in full force.
The charging cavalry suddenly split into two during the march, one attacked the front and the other bit from the side.
Dong Dong Dong Dong! The war drums of the Ming Dynasty became more and more urgent. The soldiers clenched their weapons and looked at the oncoming torrent with cold eyes.
"Pooh!"
A thirty-year-old officer spat into the palm of his hand.
Then his honest and honest face like an old farmer suddenly turned ferocious, and he whipped out the sword from his waist.
The sword pointed in the direction of the sky and roared, "Crossbow!"
Squeak, squeak, squeak!
In the phalanx, between the spearmen at the front of the queue, a group of three or five soldiers worked hard to pull the thick bow string with the swing arm, and then the crossbow arrows, which were as thick as an adult man's arm, were placed in the firing slot.
This is the crystallization of the wisdom of the Han people for thousands of years, and it is the Three Emperors Artillery Crossbow that frightened the barbarians in the grassland.
"Let's go!" Ming's officer roared, "Let go!"
Whoosh, buzz!
Between the two phalanxes of nearly ten thousand people, countless thick black shadows roared out in the solid air, carrying the roar of death and violent rotation, rushing towards the overwhelming cavalry.
Bang bang, bloody flowers began to bloom on the yellow sand land outside the Great Wall.
The galloping crossbow arrows penetrated the barbarians' cavalry and instantly turned into skewers of meat. With screams, countless enemies fell off their horses and were turned into pieces under the hooves of their own horses.
The Ming army did not appreciate their results from the beginning to the end. The soldiers who controlled the crossbows in the phalanx lowered their heads, sweating, cursing, mechanically loading and loading arrows.
Bang bang, buzz!
The roar of the Ming Dynasty artillery and crossbows was the reminder of the Hu cavalry.
Being shot by a crossbow arrow as thick as an arm, both men and horses were torn apart on the spot.
A galloping war horse was kicking and galloping one second, and the next second it suddenly shattered from its chest and turned into a blur of flesh and blood.
Boom, boom!
However, the enemy's cavalry team did not panic at all, but got closer.
A young man with a sparse beard, probably in his early twenties, drew a heavy bow as tall as one person in the Ming Dynasty's square formation.
This is the bow of the Han people, used by those with great height and strength. It can break armor and kill people, and is invincible.
Beside him, countless strong men, shoulder to shoulder, first inserted their arrows into the yellow sand, and then drew back their heavy bows like he did, with a force like the full moon.
"arrow!"
Whoosh whoosh!
Arrows rained down from the sky like stars falling. In the direction of the Yuan army's cavalry charge, countless arrows were thrown into the sky. The whistling arrows reached their highest point in the sky, and then the triangular arrows rotated and whizzed down in the direction of the enemy's advance.
Puff puff!
The charging cavalry fell down like ears of wheat blown by the strong wind. The war horses screamed and the sharp arrows of the Ming army mercilessly penetrated the fragile leather armor of the Hu people.
"pull!"
The archers shouted rhythmic chants, shooting arrow after arrow.
Your war horses are like locusts, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
Our bows and arrows are like shooting stars, piercing the sky.
Countless cavalry fell under the bows and arrows, but at this moment, those cavalry were less than a hundred steps away from the Ming Dynasty's phalanx.
"Warriors, rush over and trample them to death!" the barbarian general with braided hair, one of the vanguard cavalry of the Yuan army, roared loudly.
But the next second, his ferocious face froze.
I saw the Ming army's phalanx suddenly pushing out, each dark and cold cannon barrel.
The strong Ming soldier held the round projectile with one hand and stuffed it into the gun barrel.
Behind the cannon, the Ming army holding a torch smiled ferociously and rolled his eyes.
Boom!
There was an explosion sound like the creation of the world, and countless white smoke and dust erupted.
The Ming army's position was filled with thousands of artillery fire.
The whistling projectiles hit the advancing Yuan army cavalry, creating bloody death passages. The yellow sand was covered with bright red blood and broken limbs.
Not only artillery, but even more terrifying are those explosive rockets.
The charging Yuan army saw in horror that arrows as round as fists were fired from the square box at lightning speed, with a whooshing sound and cannons exploding beside them.
Artillery and rockets formed a barrage of flames in front of the Yuan army.
At the same time, whether it was a bow or arrow or a crossbow, they adjusted their angles and aimed at their faces, shooting directly and overwhelmingly.
But even so, the brave cavalry is still charging.
However, just one step before they were about to rush into the Ming army's formation, almost invisible pits appeared on the yellow sand ground. The long legs of the war horses stepped on the pits, and the huge impact suddenly broke the tendons of the war horses.
, throwing the cavalry off their horses.
"Retreat first, retreat first!" The Yuan army general turned his horse's head.
They began to retreat a step away from the Ming army's position, leaving only corpses on the ground.
"Ha!" Lan Yu, who was sitting on a horse on the hill, sneered disdainfully, "Are you withdrawing now? Damn weasels are giving birth to babies. One litter is not as good as the other, and it is a disappointment!"
Saying that, he stretched out his hand and said, "Here comes the wine!"
The soldier came forward with a bowl of strong wine, "Commander!"
Lan Yu looked ahead, "Go and sprinkle it in front of the formation to send away those barbarians who died in the battle!"
"Here!"
The young soldier roared loudly, holding the wine bowl in both hands and taking steady steps.
In the distance, the enemy's cavalry regrouped at the place where they launched their attack, gnashing their teeth at the Ming army's phalanx.
At this time, the young cavalryman had walked out of the Ming army's phalanx and walked up to a wailing war horse.
His young face was full of determination.
The wine bowl in hand tilts slowly.
Bang, a bowl of wine was spilled on the yellow sand outside the wall.
"The commander-in-chief ordered us to send you on your way!"
Then, tens of thousands of Ming men screamed hysterically and wildly.
"Sending you on your way!"
"Ho! Ho! Ho!" the soldiers roared to invite battle.
"Hahaha!" Lan Yu laughed loudly on the hill.
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The cavalry of the Yuan army gathered at the gathering place, under the banner of the Yuan Dynasty.
The leader of the Yuan army wearing a golden helmet had a frosty face. He was in his early forties, the age when a man's body and mind reach their peak. His name was Ha Jiu.
As a descendant of the Golden Family Ali Bu Ge, he has always been proud of his warriors and his surname.
But today, he was humiliated by the Ming army.
Although, in his more than 20 years of fighting, he was humiliated many times by the Ming army.
But he still felt heart-wrenching anger.
"Yuelu Timur!" Ha Jiu sneered at a general beside him, "Are all your men women?"
A man named Yuelu Timur was in his early fifties, with slender eyes like a fox. He was once an official of the Ming Dynasty, but he eventually rebelled and returned to his own tribe.
"I will personally lead them to charge!" Yuelu Timur said softly, and got on the war horse.
This chapter has been completed!