"Bastard! Bastard! These cowards from the Ula and Huifa tribes are running away from the battlefield!"
In the Haixi Jurchen coalition, the chief of the Yehe tribe saw the troops fleeing and disrupting the army. He recognized which tribe they belonged to at a glance and couldn't help but curse.
Once a rout occurs on the battlefield, military morale and morale will be greatly affected.
Seeing that the defeat of the Jurchen coalition army became more and more serious, the chief of Yehe tribe couldn't bear it anymore, drew his machete and shouted: "Bring the horses, gather the remaining troops, and charge with me!"
"Capture King Qi of the Ming Dynasty alive and let him raise horses for us!"
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The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing, and dazzling formation changes can appear in a blink of an eye.
However, in this era, there are no drones, and it is impossible to have a bird's-eye view of the entire battlefield from a God's perspective. However, the intuition and judgment of a famous general can still keenly detect some small details.
Zhu Gaojie suddenly felt that the pressure was decreasing, it was becoming easier to charge, and the Jurchens' resistance was becoming weaker and weaker.
Chief Ye He realized something was wrong and felt anxious. If he followed this method of attack, he would definitely lose!
Aqi, who rides in black with two swords, is like a chasm, drawing a line between the Jurchen cavalry and Zhu Gaojie. The lines are clear. Anyone who wants to cross the red line will be buried by two scimitars!
After the war, the blood-congested brains of the soldiers calmed down. They silently cleaned up the mess and turned the corpses over. They couldn't figure out why the brothers who were chatting and spanking with them last night were lying on the ground without speaking today, looking up with dull eyes.
Sky.
The thick dark clouds that had accumulated for a long time were suddenly torn apart by the beam of light, and the warm and bright sunlight shone on the iron plates of Zhu Gaojie's armor, dazzling and majestic, melting the cold frost and snow.
"kill!"
"Meet the enemy!"
Zhu Gaojie wiped the blood from his cheek and scanned the battlefield.
With red eyes, the soldiers of the Ming army beheaded the vulture with a sword. The black feathers were scattered on the armor covered with wounds. The vulture fluttered hard twice, and finally struggled weakly and fell on the corpse.
The coach personally fought in the front line, and the morale was naturally high. Each of the sergeants was like the reincarnation of Lu Bu, and they were unstoppable. They were all heroes, one against ten!
But the risk is also very high. If the coach pulls his hips and is surrounded by the enemy, it will be the end.
"The soldiers of the Three Thousand Battalion Right Sentinel Army Xiang Lu are willing to die for King Qi!"
Unless this man dies, our army will lose!
"Protect the prince!"
"Fifth Army Camp..."
Zhu Gaojie's voice was very loud. On the desolate and silent plain, the echo was like a tide. The voice could spread widely and most of the soldiers could hear it clearly.
Going out to fight is like tying your head to your waist. Many people have written suicide notes the moment they leave Jinling City. These most elite soldiers of the Ming Dynasty are not afraid of dying on the battlefield. This is the destination of soldiers and also their glory.
, scarred glory.
As if the battlefield blocked by clouds and fog quietly opened up, it was the confrontation of the cavalry!
"Three thousand battalions of Zuoye troops assist General Yan Weiyue and are willing to die for King Qi!"
"The end will be here." Chi Rong clasped his fists and saluted.
The Jurchens were so beaten that they couldn't understand why the Ming army on the opposite side became more and more courageous as they fought. Did these Han people not want their lives? Are they crazy?
How could Zhu Gaojie not know what the enemy general was thinking, and without any fluctuation in his heart, he activated the ultimate skill: the Great Summoning Technique!
"Surround that Ming man, that Ming man with a sword!" Chief Ye He looked at King Qi and roared loudly.
Zhu Gaojie had already guessed the opponent's general's thoughts and shouted to Chi Rong: "Chi Rong, order all the cavalry to shrink their formation, with me as the center, and prepare to welcome the enemy's counterattack. A battle will determine the outcome!"
Aqi didn't say a word, but he held a knife and killed everyone in the crowd. Corpses lay everywhere, walking on the bones!
"Damn beast!"
This is the reason why Zhu Gaojie dares to be so promiscuous on the battlefield. Behind him, there will always be such an unknown shadow guard. One person is the formation of ten thousand armies, the safest fortress defense line!
As long as Ah Qi is here, you will be safe even if there are countless enemies ahead!
Who can hurt me!
The main force of the Haixi Jurchen coalition was buried in the Beiguan Plain, and the black land was dyed blood red. Although this was a great victory, there were still many Ming army soldiers who stayed here forever.
On the battlefield, people are tumbling down from their horses all the time. The thick armor can withstand the attacks of sharp weapons, but the war horses cannot. Once the horses lose control, the soldiers roll off the horses and fall to the ground. In this kind of situation,
In a situation of fighting everywhere, what awaits them is a ruthlessly trampled fate. Death is certain, with no possibility of survival.
There is only one thing they fear - what will happen to their family after they die?
Some people live alone in the world and are not afraid of anything. Anyway, they are alone. After dying in battle, they may still be a good man eighteen years later.
Some of these steel-cast-iron men have never cried in their lives. No matter how hard it was outside the Great Wall, no matter how painful the knife wounds were, they could not be shaken. However, these words of King Qi touched their hearts and made them endure.
Unstoppable tears welled up in my eyes.
Zhu Gaojie's angular face is firm and his eyes are clear, as if he is announcing to the world.
…
Zhu Gaojie slightly lowered his head and pressed against the horse's down, his eyes were cold, and he held the knife in both hands, specializing in beheading the horse. His movements were sharp and not sloppy. Every time he swung the knife, he rushed to the vital point and sprayed out hot blood!
The soldiers did not cheer for joy, they stared at the young figure silently and calmly.
The chief of the Yehe tribe led the elite main force of the Haixi Jurchen coalition, and the main force of the Ming army led by Zhu Gaojie faced each other directly on the battlefield. There was no tactic to avoid, it was a head-on confrontation!
But when they heard Zhu Gaobang's words, they only had one thought in their minds - that young man, his name is King Qi, he is the god of the Ming army soldiers and the belief of countless people!
When we meet a general like King Qi, we can sell our lives to him!
There was silence on the plain for a long time, and a faint choking sound could be heard.
"Surrounding tactics are of no use to me. So what if there are thousands of troops? I, Zhu Gaojie, am as invincible as anyone in the world!"
All the soldiers and their families who died in the Northern Expedition will be taken care of by Prince Qi’s Mansion!
Zhu Gaojie said in a deep voice, "Check it with the roster. No matter whether the remains are found or not, we must find out the names of the sacrificed soldiers. The compiled roster will be reported to the commander's camp. All the soldiers who died in Nuergan will be given double the amount."
The pension must be sent to their wives and children. I will send Jin Yiwei to investigate strictly. Anyone who has embezzled the pension of the martyrs will have their whole family searched. Within the three tribes, the men will be exiled to the army and the women will be slaves and prostitutes! I can ignore others, but follow
I, King Qi’s soldiers, entrusted their lives to me, so I will let them have nothing to worry about!"
If the general is brave, the soldiers will be brave. Under Zhu Gaojie's wild charge, the Ming army's cavalry felt their blood surge and they charged more and more fiercely!
Zhu Gaojie was an unruly madman, but he could put down his body and share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers in the military camp, treating everyone as his brother.
Suddenly, a man knelt down on one knee, cupped his fist and said, "Chirong, the commander of the royal guards, is willing to die for King Qi!"
Zhu Gaojie's voice was a little hoarse. Just now, in order to boost morale on the battlefield, he fought bravely while fighting the enemy, waving flags and shouting, trying his best to win the battle.
Thousands of troops and horses and one general are all around. How difficult is it to search for something?
"If a martyr who died has no family, find an unadopted orphan to inherit his name and raise him. As for the families of the soldiers who died in the Northern Expedition, I, Prince Qi, will take care of them!"
"Dou Wuzhao, the general of the Fifth Army Camp, is willing to die for King Qi!"
Chief Yehe was in despair. Damn it, report this guy, he even brings bodyguards to the battlefield!
Don’t talk about martial ethics!
"Red Rong."
In a confrontation between elite main forces of the same scale, the battle is which side has higher morale and which side shows signs of defeat first!
In this case, the importance of fierce generals is highlighted. A brave general can lead thousands of troops and crush the enemy's front!
Zhu Gaojie roared, and a horse suddenly jumped out of the chaos. He was like a demon in purgatory, wearing a black cloak and holding a scimitar.
Unstoppable!
Don't hurt my lord!
There is no doubt that this battle was won.
"Aqi, save me!"
On the battlefield, clear and sharp voices continued one after another, and countless people were willing to kneel down and shout.
"Shrink the effective force and maintain the external defense line. This is to concentrate the main force to fight to the death with this king. Counterattack in desperate situation. I underestimated these Jurchens. I didn't expect that the enemy general had some backbone. However, it was only before his death.
It’s just a struggle…”
"Take inventory of the battlefield and strive to clean up the bodies of every fallen soldier of our army and give them a proper burial!"
In the hoarfrost wasteland, the vulture landed on the bloody corpse. Without anyone's explicit order, it could smell the putrid smell and find the rotten meat. It uncovered the broken weapon remains and the frozen blood-colored ice crystals. It was joyful and exciting.
He pecked greedily, not caring whose dead body was in his mouth.
However, his first reaction was not that the Jurchens had become weaker, but that he noticed that the enemy general was changing formation!
When Chirong discovered the direction of the Jurchen cavalry, his neck turned red with anxiety, and he wished he could switch places with Zhu Gaojie.
Zhu Gaojie personally led the main force of the Ming army's cavalry. The soldiers roared and the horses roared like a pack of black wolves. Dust and mist rose up wherever they passed, covering the sky and the sun. The evil spirit almost condensed into substance, forming the flying dragon fighting spirit!
"All infantry, march slowly, cavalry listen to my orders and assemble!"
"promise!"
This is a battle that must be won, but if he can work harder, fewer soldiers will die. Zhu Gaojie knows very well that war is cruel, and no matter how elite the army is, it will be difficult for him to fight in such a large-scale cold weapon battle.
There will be losses, he is not the Holy Mother, but these soldiers who died in battle are all martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the Ming Dynasty, and every soldier deserves his respect.
Chengguo Gong Zhu Yong's eyes were a little dazed: "The Imperial Guards in the Beijing camp are loyal to the prince. This, this, this, this, there is a crime, but... as long as no one says it, it should be fine, right?"
His eyes were cold as he looked at the guarding army officer Ma Qi. This old eunuch was the emperor's eyes in the army. As long as he shut up, this matter would not become a big deal.
Ma Qi's desire to survive was extremely strong, and she felt Zhu Yong's murderous intention. She quickly waved her hand and said, "Look what I'm doing. I'm so old, and my eyesight and hearing are not that good. Is that normal?"