Although the shield phalanx of the Ming army has been airtight after Zhu Muchen's many drills, the Tatar men, who have been men of the grassland since childhood, are full of blood. After the failure of the last battle, they are red-blooded and must fight.
Regaining his manly nature, the Tatar cavalry trampled countless blood. The war horse trampled on the shield bearer of the Ming army. The Ming soldiers let out a desolate wail. Their internal organs were crushed and compressed by the shield, and they died on the spot.
The first line of defense of the Ming army was easily broken by the Tatar cavalry led by Arutai. The Tatar soldiers raised their blood-stained spears, shouted and cheered, and continued to march forward.
Wherever they passed, there was blood everywhere. They were all soldiers who had died in the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Di clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were scarlet, "To avenge the dead soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, all rush over with me!"
As the emperor shouted, the cavalry behind him responded firmly and indignantly, "Follow the emperor to the death!"
Zhu Di personally led the cavalry battalion to the front. Although he was old and had white hair, he could swing the two-meter-long Yanyue sword freely in his hand. He was getting stronger with age. When he swung the sword, he would definitely kill the enemy under the horse.
The Ming Emperor was mighty, and the cavalry behind him was as heroic as chicken blood. The Tatars were much slower, and even tended to gradually retreat.
Arutai held a spear in his hand, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. What they had offended was not a puppy, but a vengeful snake. If they could not destroy the Ming Dynasty, they would surely suffer its terrible revenge.
Especially the Ming Emperor Zhu Di, with his temperament, he will definitely make the Tatars unable to stand up. Arutai gritted his teeth and said, "You losers, what's the point of staring at those little soldiers? Have you seen the Ming Emperor? Just chop them down
I will defeat the Ming Emperor and be rewarded with thousands of hectares of fields. After the victory, I will choose the beautiful women of the Ming Dynasty as I please, and be promoted to officials and nobles, and I will be filled with food and wealth!"
As long as the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty dies, the morale of the Ming army will weaken, and the combined strength of the three armies will be greater. Arutai gave the order, and immediately, the Tatar soldiers became red-eyed and surrounded Zhu Di one after another.
The situation on the battlefield changed greatly. The Ming troops beside Zhu Di picked up the broken spears one after another, with a look of determination on their faces, vowing to protect the emperor to the death.
Seeing that the encirclement was getting smaller and smaller, although the Ming army outside tried their best to break through, there were too many Tatars this time and they would not be able to get in for a while. At this moment, Zhu Gaoxu, the king of Han, killed the head of an enemy general.
He picked up the spear, roared, wiped the blood on his face with his left hand, his whole body looked ferocious and terrifying, "Father, I, my son, are here to help you fight a bloody path!"
When the horse's hooves stepped on, Zhu Gaoxu was so brave that he was like a wild horse running wild. He took the lead. All the Tatar soldiers who hindered him had already gone to the underworld to play chess with the Lord of Hell.
Under the leadership of the King of Han, Zhu Di's situation was easily resolved, and many Tatar soldiers sacrificed their lives. The father and son just looked at each other from a distance, smiled at each other, and had a perfect tacit understanding!
In order to prevent Zhu Di from being surrounded again, Zhu Gaoxu took the lead and rushed to the front of the cavalry camp. His spear was dripping with blood, but he guarded Zhu Di tightly and did his duty.
Even Arutai, who was directing the battle on the opposite side, felt that it was much more difficult. Without this King of Han, Zhu Di would have had no way out if he was surrounded layer by layer. King Han seemed to be more powerful, and all the men on the grassland were
Scared.
Arutai commanded the few cavalry under his command, "Hurry up, even if you can't kill the emperor, you still have to kill the King of Han with a sword, leaving the Ming Emperor breathless for a while!"
Numerous swords all swarmed towards Han King Zhu Gaoxu, but he refused to give in, like a cheetah ready to attack, "I want my life, I'm dreaming!"
Under heavy pressure, the King of Han actually knocked down eight Tatar soldiers at once, with blood splattering everywhere. He was covered in blood like a god of death from hell!
Zhu Muchen held the telescope in his hand and sighed with emotion, "It is true that a tiger father has no dog son. I have understood the grace of the King of Han!"
Uncle Ge next to him was nervous, worried about Zhu Muchen's safety. Although they were at the rear, if one or two Tatar soldiers with no eyesight rushed over, the consequences would be disastrous. "My lord, please step back a little!"
It was okay that Uncle Ge didn't speak. When he spoke, Zhu Muchen remembered that there was someone available beside him, "Uncle Ge, go over and help the King of Han!"
Uncle Ge looked hesitant. Protecting the prince was a mission buried in his bones, but he had to obey the prince's order. Under Zhu Muchen's pressured eyes, he could only turn back three times with a spear, and finally came back to kneel on the ground.
, "Although the prince has a divine machine battalion by his side, it will be difficult for him to obey his orders!"
Even if he disobeys military orders and is driven out of the palace by the prince, he will never let the prince stay in a hail of bullets.
The two were in a stalemate, and Zhu Muchen slowly tightened his grip on the reins. Although he knew Uncle Ge's heart, he didn't need disobedient people around him. His tone was very cold, "Then do you know what the consequences will be? Or leave your life here.
, or go and help the King of Han. In the face of great right and wrong, how can you put my personal safety first?"
At this moment, there suddenly appeared a small figure, wearing animal skins and holding a jar in his arms. It was Li Erniu who was rescued last time. He must kill the Tatar bandits and avenge his grandfather, so
He had been training with Uncle Ge. He just saw the two of them quarreling. He came out from the darkness and said timidly: "Your Majesty is right. General Ge, why don't you go help the King of Han first? Erniu has also learned some skills and stayed here to protect the Prince."
, even if Erniu risks his life, he will never put the prince in danger."
The little guy spoke very seriously. He was holding a spear with two long spears in his hand, and his eyes were firm. Uncle Ge was very pleased, "Er Niu, if you encounter danger, you must run away first with the prince.
Never stay!"
Erniu is just a child, how can he stop the Tatar bandits?
After Uncle Ge left, Zhu Muchen's eyes fell on Li Erniu. Since Erniu entered the military camp for training, he didn't see him often. He waved to him slightly, "Erniu, we are in the rear and there is no danger. You
There’s no need to be so nervous!”
However, this child is a real person. Even though he is young, he has a clear plan in his heart. He said with a smile, "My lord, you have settled my fellow villagers and buried my grandpa. To Er Niu, you are me."
Naturally, I should try my best to protect my benefactor. The prince should not treat me like a child. I learned a lot of skills in the military camp. In time, I will grow into a general like Uncle Ge to assist the prince!"
Zhu Muchen was deeply moved, but he didn't take it to heart. He just told Erniu to be careful, picked up the telescope, and continued to look at the situation on the battlefield.
No matter how brave and powerful the King of Han was, he was only a human being and would always get tired. The enemy troops came up one layer after another. He could only tense up and ignore the swords that rushed towards him. Instead, he stood in front of Zhu Di and was among them.
A spear stabbed his arm hard, leaving a gash of dozens of centimeters. However, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to injure the enemy a thousand times and damage himself eight hundred. He turned the spear with his backhand and stabbed the enemy.
He picked up the soldier's neck, picked up the corpse, and knocked down two more enemy soldiers.
The blood kept flowing out, and I just wiped it casually, but there were more and more people. Fortunately, Uncle Ge shared half of it. Zhu Gaoxu thought about Zhu Muchen's kindness in his heart, so he sent his personal guards to protect him. For a moment
Touched, as expected, he treated Zhu Muchen with great courtesy when he was in Nanjing City. He picked up the spear with his uninjured right hand and continued to charge forward.
Perhaps in the eyes of others, the King of Han is a prince, and there is no need to behave like this. There will naturally be people around him to protect him. He is acting like this just to claim credit.
But Zhu Di, who was behind the King of Han, was protected and unharmed, staring at his son's back with complicated eyes. Only he knew that his son had sacrificed his life to open a bloody path for him. He was obviously no longer able to fight, but he was stronger than anyone else.
Work hard!
Zhu Muchen couldn't bear to look at it. If Uncle Ge hadn't arrived in time just now, the King of Han might not have escaped death. "The King of Han has the kindness to repay the favor. In order to protect his old father, he will do whatever it takes!"
In the Ming Dynasty, the King of Han was definitely regarded as a person who was inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. The battle of Jingnan alone was already indispensable. Even the prince usually had to avoid his edge. Maybe he could compete for the East Palace in the future.
However, he is such a person who has the potential to be equal to the prince, but he does not care about gains and losses, and is willing to risk his life for his old father.
Even among the royal family, the filial piety of the King of Han was one of the best. In the face of life and death, there was no difference between the royal family and the common people. Zhu Muchen suddenly had a little more respect for the usually arrogant and domineering King of Han.
Just as he was sighing, suddenly there was a cold arrow, with the force of piercing the air, coming towards his back. When Zhu Muchen reacted again, he only heard a thud.
Li Erniu covered his wound in pain, but with a look of relief on his face, he fell to the ground, "Wang, Master..."
Zhu Muchen's expression changed and he got off the rocket, "What are you doing? Who did it!"
With a roar, Zhu Muchen looked around. The other party was too secretive to notice his location. He punched the ground hard and held Li Erniu in his arms. "Erniu, hold on, I'm going to do this right now."
Ask a medical officer to treat you!"
He was just an underage child, and the opponent's archery skills were very good. Erniu hit an arrow in the heart. Seeing that his breath was getting weaker and weaker, Zhu Muchen was really panicked. He didn't want to see anyone sacrifice for him.
However, Li Erniu grabbed Zhu Muchen's sleeve. He looked still young, but his strength prevented Zhu Muchen from moving. It was the result of training during this period. His breath was weak and he choked out a large mouthful of blood. "My lord, there is no need to work anymore.
Erniu can no longer protect the prince, and now he can finally go see grandpa. Erniu is very happy that after grandpa left, the prince treated me so well. The prince takes care of himself and doesn't have to worry about me."?
