"The Yuan thieves charged for the first time and were repulsed by our Ming army's firearms. But after a little indulgence..."
In the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Zhu Yunxi was still reciting loudly. Around him, from the emperor Zhu Yuanzhang to the veterans who had fought all their lives, they formed a circle and listened quietly.
"After a while, the thief chief Yuelu Timur personally led his troops. Nearly ten thousand cavalry charged on three sides, overwhelming the sky..."
At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang shouted, "Kill that rebellious villain!"
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If you look down at the battlefield from the sky at this moment, the Ming army's position in the shape of an inverted Chinese character is like a lonely boat on the sea, bumping and undulating in the violent storm.
Countless, really countless.
The cavalry with strange screams came to kill across the yellow sand in the sky. They were everywhere in all directions.
Dong dong dong dong, the rapid Ming war drums.
Under the orders of the officers, the square position turned into a circle while firing.
Crossbows, bows and arrows, artillery.
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On the yellow sand, blood spreads in the wind.
But this time the enemies came from all directions, and it was difficult for the Ming army to gather their firearms.
Swish, swish, the knight on horseback followed the rhythm of the horse, drawing his bow and shooting arrows.
The soldiers of the Ming army erected shields to protect their heads and faces, and scattered arrows passed through the gaps in the shields.
The fallen Ming army man gritted his teeth without making any cry of pain, broke the arrow on his armor, and continued to stand up.
"Ming dynasty!"
A young man, with blood flowing from his neck, let out a final roar from his mouth, then widened his eyes and fell down unwillingly.
Oops, Lan Yu stood up from the horse.
He strode to the edge of the military drum and pushed away the soldiers who were a little tired from beating the drum.
With strong arms, he picked up the sledgehammer that beat the drum.
Boom!
Boom!
Dong Dong Dong! (This is a picture description, not water!)
The desert wind gradually picked up, and the yellow sand blew against his wind-stained face.
There was a knife-like wind outside the Great Wall. Lan Yu was not wearing a helmet, and her beard and hair were fluttering in the wind, like a roaring lion.
Dong Dong Dong Dong!
The sound of the drums is like a storm, and the sound of the drums is like thunder in the sky.
Lan Yu opened her mouth and shouted along with the sound of the drum.
"Boys, kill the prisoners!"
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"Put the gun up!"
In the Ming army's position, the officers shouted in unison at the moment when the enemy's cavalry was about to collide.
On the ground, the long spear standing on the ground stood up like a forest.
Click!
The enemy's war horses ran into the Ming army's guns.
The spear was broken by the huge impact, and a huge bloody hole appeared in the chest of the war horse.
Or a knight standing on a horse is pierced by a spear and is considered dead.
boom!
This is the roar of cavalry striking an infantry phalanx.
The galloping war horses knocked away several Ming soldiers.
The knight's scimitar on horseback grazed the Ming man's neck.
Blood and heads flew into the sky.
"Mother!"
This is a soldier who was knocked away. His sternum was shattered and he let out a heart-rending cry.
"Kill the Tartars!"
This is the officer trying his best to maintain the line under the attack of the cavalry.
Under the spears of the Ming army, the Yuan army suffered heavy casualties. Individual Yuan soldiers rushed into the Ming army's square formation, but after losing speed, they were torn off their horses by the roaring Ming army.
The young soldiers were wildly waving their iron axes, as if they were working in the fields with their fathers when they were children, and were digging desperately into the enemy's body.
"Ming dynasty!"
With a roar, a group of strong Ming army elites rushed out of the queue with spears, stabbing the knights on their horses.
The Yuan army charging from all directions was like a wave, but the circular square formation of the Ming army was an unmoving rock in the wave.
Bang bang!
Some short artillery pieces in the phalanx began to fire.
Countless pieces of iron sand came out of the barrel and penetrated every hole.
"Ah!" The Yuan army, covered in shrapnel, screamed as they fell from their horses.
The next second, the vigorous Ming army smashed his head with a hammer.
Between heaven and earth, there is the most primitive fight between blood and flesh.
The Ming army was like a hedgehog, dealing with the claws of the prairie wolf.
The circular square array is in the shape of a ring, like layers of an onion.
Every time the Yuan army's cavalry pushed aside a layer, they cried bitterly.
Moreover, because there were too many charging cavalry and the ground surface was too small, the battlefield became extremely crowded, and the cavalry gradually lost speed.
The two sides turned into a melee. Whoever relaxed first would lose.
However, Daming could not be relieved.
This is a death place, and they come here to fight to the death.
Dong Dong Dong, Lan Yu waved her arms desperately and beat the Ming Dynasty's military drum.
"Commander!" A young soldier ran over, "On the side, thousands of yuan troops dismounted and charged towards us!"
Boom!
Lan Yu struck the last note and handed the drum hammer to someone else.
"Pu Yu!"
"The end is here!" A young general in his twenties appeared.
The young general's brows are full of heroism, and his armor outlines perfect lines on his body.
"Take the men and push them down!" Lan Yu ordered.
"Here!"
Seeing the young general leaving with his elite soldiers, Lan Yu shouted at his back, "Pu Yu, don't let your father's reputation be ruined!"
Pu Yu paused slightly, then took a deep breath, raised the iron bone flower in his hand, "Ming Dynasty man, fight to the death!"
Then, he led thousands of elite infantrymen to attack from a commanding height.
What he shouted was his father's slogan.
Puyu was the Marquis of Xiliang, the son of Duke Puying of Lelang.
In the 20th year of Hongwu's reign, he followed the generals Feng Sheng and Lan Yu in the Northern Expedition, and Hana, the Taiwei of the Northern Yuan Dynasty, surrendered.
When Banshi returned to the court, Puying, who was leading three thousand soldiers in the rear, was surrounded by the Yuan army ambushing him.
All three thousand people died in the battle, and Pu Ying fought hard and was captured. However, while the Yuan army was not being captured, he took out the dagger from his waist.
He shouted loudly, Ming Dynasty man, if he refused to surrender in a fight to the death, he committed suicide.
The people of the Yuan Dynasty felt his steadfastness and sent the body back to the Ming army.
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The battlefield was extremely brutal, with people falling at any time.
On the side of the sand dune where Lan Yu was, the dark Yuan army dismounted, stepped on the sand, held up round shields, and carried scimitars, charging silently.
"Man of the Ming Dynasty!" Shengsheng roared, Puyu rushed down from the height.
Behind him, countless armored infantry roared like their fathers, "Fight to the death!"
"Shaluwa!"
Bang, Pu Yu's iron bone flower smashed the head of the Yiyuan Army.
He lowered his head and ran into the crowd of Yuan soldiers, rushing left and right like wolves and tigers.
Right now, we may not be your match.
But on the ground, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, all wrapped in iron armor, were invincible.
The Yuan army's steel knives rubbed against their bodies and sparks were generated, and the blunt weapons in their hands ruthlessly harvested the lives of their enemies.
The wind in the desert is getting stronger.
A fight continued until dark.
The yellow sand was covered with human corpses and the screams of the wounded.
Lan Yu was still sitting on the horse, not moving at all.
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"In this battle, the Marquis of Shenyang, Uncle Huixian, Marquis of Huaiyuan, and Ningzhou Man's son all died in battle!"
"The Marquis of Xiliang, Puyu, changed into two pieces of iron armor in a row, killed Ha Jiu's nephew in formation, and investigated Timur."
"My army fought with thieves for a day, resulting in casualties..."
After reading this, Zhu Yunxi's voice became a little more choked up, "Half of them were killed or injured..."
The more than 20,000 infantrymen, against the more than 30,000 cavalrymen, not only did not collapse, but were stuck there like nails, trying to buy time for the other Ming armies that were outflanking.
In one day, more than 10,000 people died in the battle.
What a brutal battle this is!
"A man's heart is as strong as iron until he dies." Zhu Yunxi continued to read, "A soldier's head is still looking in the original direction until he dies... It was night, the Yuan army retreated, and the generals surrounded half of the remaining infantry, waiting for dawn!
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