"I, the Vala Warrior, will never retreat from battle."
"Warriors of Wala, charge at me."
Prince Wala gave the order and took the lead in raising his riding whip and hitting the horse's back hard.
The war horses looked up to the sky and roared, and then swooped down the mountain. Upon seeing this, Oala's cavalry followed closely behind, the sound of charging and the neighing of the war horses resounded throughout the canyon.
"This group of Wala people can't bear it anymore after all." Zhu Muchen muttered silently in his heart, and then asked the Shenji Battalion to prepare for the battle.
Not long after, the cavalry led by Prince Wala rushed down from the mountain. The horses' hooves kicked up a cloud of dust and sand. All the Wala soldiers held scimitars in their hands, like wild beasts running loose. When they saw the Ming Dynasty's army, they rushed forward with all their strength.
"King Chu, they are coming." The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion could no longer hold themselves back and were ready to charge into the battle at any time.
"Well, wait until they get closer." Zhu Muchen responded.
"Everyone, listen to my order and move back."
Although the soldiers did not know which song he was singing, the emperor gave the order before setting off, and they must obey and cooperate with the King of Chu.
As a result, the Ming Dynasty troops who were preparing for battle and setting up camp at the mouth of the canyon all retreated.
"Look, the Ming Dynasty's troops began to withdraw."
"Their firecrackers must have been exhausted. As long as they don't have firecrackers, they will not be our opponents. Warriors, charge forward."
"Kill, kill!"
As soon as Prince Wala's morale-boosting words rang out, the Wala soldiers echoed. They clung to their horses, their scimitars like crescent moons whizzing in the wind. They were one man and horse, and in an instant they headed towards the Ming Dynasty like a savage beast.
The army invaded.
Zhu Muchen did not dare to take it lightly, even though everything was under his control so far.
"Whoosh." Two scimitars flew towards Zhu Muchen, and were split open by the soldier beside him who was responsible for protecting him.
"The time has come." Zhu Muchen tightened the reins of the rocket and stopped in place.
"Shenji Camp, listen to my order and start the war."
"yes."
The Shenji Battalion, which was retreating, suddenly stopped and fired at the oncoming Oara army.
The Oara army, which was charging with all its strength, could not rein in its horses at all, and those at the front became living targets of the Shenji Battalion.
The Oara soldiers who fell off their horses after being shot quickly died under the trampling of the horses' hooves even if they survived.
"We've been ambushed. The prince has been ambushed among us." The Ora soldiers reacted and shouted.
Before they could turn around and run away, the Ming Dynasty's Shenji Battalion caught up with them. The sound of fighting resounded throughout the canyon. Wala's army had no time to retreat into the canyon. Coupled with the sudden chaos, their formation had long been disrupted.
When they were unable to fight back, the Shenji Battalion put away their fire guns and replaced them with knives. They switched from chasing and killing from a distance to a close-range attack.
In an instant, flesh and blood flew everywhere, and the smell of blood filled the air and could not be dissipated for a long time.
The bodies that were trampled by war horses left only blood stains mixed in the soil, proving the death of the Oara soldiers.
Prince Wala was captured alive and presented to Zhu Muchen.
"Insidious villain, you only know how to use these despicable methods. If you kill me today, my father Khan will definitely lead the Wala army and crush your Nanjing city." Prince Wala spat a mouthful of blood and roared at Zhu Muchen.
"You guys, you don't even have the ability to leave this northern land. Just like before, if you come one, we will kill one. If you come two, we will kill both. The land of the Ming Dynasty will not give an inch. I, the Ming Dynasty, are not you.
If you want to commit a crime, you can commit it.”
"Bah." Prince Wala refused to accept, "If we also have fire blunderbuss, you are not worthy of being our opponent."
"If you lose, you have to admit defeat." Zhu Muchen said softly, and he ordered, "Push the people back to the military tent."
Two soldiers, one on the left and one on the right, held Prince Wala's arms and escorted him to the entrance of the military tent.
Zhu Muchen let go of Rocket's reins, opened the curtain of the military tent and walked in.
"Your Majesty, we have captured Prince Wala." Zhu Muchen stopped in front of the case and reported to Zhu Di.
"How to deal with it, please let me know from the emperor."
"What does King Chu think?" Zhu Di asked Zhu Muchen without even raising an eyebrow.
"You can use him to lure the enemy and let Oala's troops come out in batches, and we will kill them one by one."
After Zhu Di heard this, he raised his head and looked at Zhu Muchen, with admiration in his eyes.
"It is a good way to fight without getting tired of deceit. However, after going deep into the northern land, our disadvantages will gradually be revealed, and we will not be able to give them a chance to breathe and react." Zhu Di spoke slowly.
Zhu Muchen nodded slightly, indicating that he understood what to do.
Zhu Di waved his hand, "Mahamu hasn't shown up yet, so it's time to give him some greeting gifts. You can just watch and deal with the outside ones."
"My lord, take your orders."
Zhu Muchen knew very well that Zhu Di's move was to completely anger Mahamu and make him lose his mind and send troops to start a head-on war with the Ming Dynasty army.
Only by crossing this canyon can we reach the place where the main army of Wala is located. Attacking from the front and back can indeed get rid of Wala's army ambushing in the mountains, but in this way, the Ming Dynasty's army will also be divided into two.
Zhu Di wanted to force Mahamu to win against the Ming Dynasty in this canyon. This canyon was beneficial to Oara, and at the same time it was also powerful to the Ming Dynasty.
In addition, this time when going deep into the hinterland of the north, the supply of food and grass is also the most important hidden danger to consider. The place Zhu Zhanji went to was close to the Tatar territory. Mahamu's intention was obvious, which was to divide the Ming Dynasty's army and eat it.
Zhu Muchen came out of the military tent and issued an order to kill Prince Wala on the spot. Then he ordered someone to bring in a Wala war horse and tied the prince's body to the horse's back.
The whip struck the horse's back, and the horse rushed towards the canyon like the wind, all the way up the mountain.
"Prince?" The Ora soldiers panicked when they recognized the bloody corpse on the horse as their prince.
Several soldiers quickly took the body off the horse and placed it on the ground.
"Hurry and report to the Great Khan."
At this time, the Oara army ambushing in the mountains can be said to be in panic.
After receiving the order, two soldiers got on their horses and hurried toward the depths of the canyon.
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The news reached the main army stationed in Wala.
In the big tent, Mahamu sat in the main seat, with generals and nobles on both sides.
"What? Did they kill our prince?" A tall and thick general slapped his hand on the table and asked angrily to the soldiers who were kneeling on the ground to report.
"Yes." The soldier's voice trembled, "We haven't given orders from the Great Khan yet. The prince couldn't stand the clamor of the Ming Dynasty and led his troops down the mountain. Unexpectedly, he fell into an ambush by the Ming Dynasty."
"Drag them out." The general ordered, "Kill the useless things."
The soldier who summoned him was so frightened that he even forgot to beg for mercy and allowed himself to be dragged away by the two soldiers who came in.
"Grand Master, are we just going to watch the Ming Dynasty become extremely rampant? They even killed the prince, and we are still sitting here. How will the warriors of Wala view us?"
"Master, if you don't move, the Ming Dynasty will come here."
"We prairie warriors would rather die in battle than become cowards."
The nobles and generals were very angry, obviously restless, and looked at Mahamu with anger written on their faces.
This time, Ming Dynasty has been bullied to the point of being bullied, and it is really not appropriate to stand still at this time.
Even though Mahamu knew that now was not a good time to send troops, if he did not stabilize the morale of the army, he was afraid that the Ming Dynasty would attack at home, and the soldiers would not even be willing to guard it.
An ancient saying goes: He who wins the hearts of the people will win the world; he who loses the hearts of the people will lose the world.
Mahamu hesitated for a moment and decided to lead his troops in person to meet with the Ming emperor who had been fighting with him for a long time.
As soon as Mahamu's order came out, Wala regained his morale, and under his leadership, the troops marched towards the canyon.
Horse hooves were flying, and the main Oara army led by Mahamu was like a dragon hovering between the two mountains.
He set out at noon, and by sunset, his army reached the depths of the gorge.
The east and west sides of the gorge mouth each resemble an exit, and in the middle, an oval-shaped flat terrain is formed.
Mahamu ordered the soldiers to stop advancing. He sat on his horse and looked at the high mountains on both sides.
He had already ordered two parts of the army to go to the mountains on both sides to support the soldiers who had previously ambushed them. When he deceived the Ming Dynasty's army into entering, the soldiers on the mountains on both sides would roll the rocks down.
By that time, no matter how powerful the Shenji Battalion of the Ming Dynasty was, they would die under the rolling stones. As long as the Shenji Battalion was gone, the probability of him winning this battle would be very high.
Outside the mouth of the gorge on the east side, in the military tent, Zhu Muchen reported to Zhu Di, "Mahamu personally led the army and wanted to fight our army head-on. He threatened to fight us to the death."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Di stood up and folded the maps on the case.
"I'm afraid they are luring our troops to go deep and trying to catch a turtle in a urn. A head-on battle is not Mahamu's style."
While talking, Zhu Di had already left the military tent and ordered someone to bring the horse.
"In order to stabilize the morale of the army and the people, Mahamu did not hesitate to take risks himself. I have to sing with him in this drama."
Zhu Di smiled and got on his horse after finishing speaking.
Zhu Muchen also rode his little pony Rocket, following Zhu Di, while Shenji Battalion protected them on both sides as they marched towards the canyon.
Entering the mouth of the canyon, the Shenji Battalion was divided into two sides. Zhu Di ordered the Shenji Battalion to move forward a little further. As a result, most of the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion were within the hinterland of the oval.
Seeing this, Mahamu also led a group of people and rode forward.
"Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, I don't want to be your enemy, why do you want to bully others too much and be aggressive?" Mahamu shouted at Zhu Di, and now he didn't even want to call him "Emperor".
"You have invaded the borders of our Ming Dynasty and refused to change despite repeated admonitions. Anyone who offends our Ming Dynasty will be punished no matter how far away you are." Zhu Di's voice was loud and clear, and he was riding on a war horse, giving him the majesty of a king.
The oncoming wind blew the cloak of his armor, and he stared at the blood-stained west, as if that area was the territory he had conquered.
