Chapter 34 I am the orthodox emperor of Ming Dynasty
Fan Zhong wanted to step forward to stop him, but he was too late. Just when he was desperate, he suddenly saw a tall figure appear.
Immediately afterwards, there was a crash, and the head of the Wala man who tried to attack by surprise was beheaded, and he fell straight to the ground.
Zhu Qizhen only felt a steaming liquid splashing on his neck. When he reached out and touched it, it was all blood.
He turned around suddenly and saw Ha Ming from Jin Yiwei, and couldn't help but ask: "Why are you here?"
At this time, Li Zhen followed up and said: "Back to the emperor, Ha Ming was borrowed by Wei Chen from Jin Yiwei!"
Zhu Qizhen said yes and continued to fight.
With the help of Ha Ming, Fan Zhong's pressure was greatly reduced. As he was fighting, he suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance. He took a closer look and saw that support from the Wala people was coming!
He looked back at the city gate. Most of the refugees had already entered the city, leaving only some who were weak, elderly, or injured, and were struggling to get closer to the city gate.
In the distance, there is a black mass of Ora cavalry, rushing towards them with sand and dust. Judging from this situation, there are at least 20,000 to 30,000 people.
"Your Majesty, most of the people have entered the city, please evacuate quickly!"
Fan Zhong looked at the situation in front of him and said anxiously.
Zhu Qizhen looked back and said resolutely: "No, not all the people have entered the city yet, hold on a little longer!"
Li Zhen also realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade: "Your Majesty, support from the Wala people is here, we can't wait any longer!"
"I say no!" Zhu Qizhen said with a serious tone, "I am the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and these people are my subjects. As long as there is one person outside, we must stand in front of them, even if they are
Fight to the last man standing!"
Everyone was silent. Although they didn't understand, they were all in awe.
In the past, I often heard people praising a certain emperor who loved his people like his own children and treated them as if they were injured. I have said so many words that I have become numb.
In their minds, seeing the people suffer from disasters and allocating some money and food for disaster relief means they already love the people as their own children.
Now, Zhu Qizhen's performance has refreshed everyone's understanding.
The emperor is the king of a country, and the lives of ordinary people are like a piece of grass. However, the emperor is risking his life to protect those people who are like a piece of grass.
"Charge!"
"Kill!"
Everyone no longer hesitated, raised their weapons and charged into the enemy's formation.
When the Walas saw their reinforcements arriving, they were just about to counterattack when they saw the Ming army charging towards them like a rainbow.
At this moment, they were very surprised. Have these people lost their minds?
Why don't you run when you see our reinforcements coming?
After another period of fighting between the two armies, Fan Zhong looked back at the city gate and immediately shouted: "Your Majesty, all the people have entered the city!"
Zhu Qizhen glanced back, and sure enough, all the people captured by the Walas had entered the city.
"Withdraw!"
The Ming army received the order and immediately covered Zhu Qizhen's retreat.
At this time, the troops of the Wala brigade were very close. How could they let go after seeing the Ming army running away after the fight?
So, these people began to pursue with all their strength. At the front of the team was Boyan, an old friend of the Ming army.
Although one of his eyes was burned by lime powder, he recognized Zhu Qizhen at a glance.
The reason is very simple, only the emperor can wear golden armor.
His only remaining eye was filled with murderous intent, and he shouted with all his strength: "The man in golden armor in the southern formation is their emperor. If he can be captured alive, he will be made a Marquis of Ten Thousand Houses!"
The cavalry behind him suddenly became excited, howling, and galloping wildly.
On the city wall, Zhang Fu and others saw that Zhu Qizhen was still refusing to retreat, and their heads were covered with white hair and sweat.
Finally, when they saw Zhu Qizhen retreating, their hearts just relaxed, but then they felt anxious again.
Because the main force of the Wala people has already chased them, at this speed, it is impossible to close the city gate after all the Ming troops enter the city.
Or there is another option, which is to advance half of the Ming army and leave the remaining half outside.
Only in this way can we prevent the Wala people from entering the city. Losing some troops is better than destroying the city and killing people!
"Mr. British!" Kuang Ye said with a pale face, "You come and make up your mind!"
Zhang Fu shook his head helplessly and said: "As long as the emperor can enter the city safely, everyone else... can only do this!"
To be honest, using half of the three thousand battalions to exchange for thousands of refugees is not a worthwhile deal.
However, this is the emperor's imperial edict. No matter whether it is cost-effective or not, the transaction must be done.
Kuang Ye sighed and said: "The emperor has appointed you as the supreme commander, you give the order!"
Zhang Fu sighed helplessly and said a few words to the herald beside him, who hurried down.
Seeing the gate of Badaling right in front of him, Zhu Qizhen glanced back subconsciously.
It’s okay if you don’t look at it. When you look at it, you immediately feel bad in your heart.
The Wala people were so fast that they actually bit the tail of their own team!
If all the Ming army enters the city, and the Walas will follow, what should we do?
Soon, he also thought of another possibility, which was to abandon part of his troops and lock the Wala people outside the city.
This idea was quickly rejected by him. The lives of the refugees are life, but the lives of the soldiers are not life?
No, you must not do this!
But...what else can be done?
Zhang Fu on the city wall is waiting anxiously, waiting for the emperor to safely enter the city, and then he can close the door at any time!
Behind him, Boyan was chasing excitedly, because he found that the little emperor seemed unable to escape.
Zhu Qizhen looked around as he galloped his horse.
Badaling City Wall is located at the junction of plains and mountains. Entering Badaling officially enters the Yanshan Mountains.
Before that, there was an open plain.
Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind.
The situation is urgent and there is no room for thinking. A decision must be made at this moment.
"Drive!"
I saw him suddenly shouting, turning the horse's head with all his strength, and heading north!
Fan Zhong and Li Zhen behind them couldn't think at all and followed closely.
The large army was even more confused and everyone followed the front line and turned to the north.
On the city wall, Zhang Fu's face was full of doubts. Why didn't the emperor enter the city but headed north?
Suddenly, he understood!
I saw him trembling all over, trying hard to say three words: "Close the city gate!"
"What did you say?" Kuang Ye was shocked and said, "The emperor hasn't entered the city yet!"
Zhang Fu suddenly shouted: "Close the city gate!"
Boyan was in pursuit, and suddenly saw the Ming army turning around, and was greatly surprised.
For a moment, he didn't know whether to continue chasing or attack the city. After a moment of confusion, he still pursued him.
To the north of Badaling is endless grassland.
Zhu Qizhen led the three thousand battalion and galloped all the way into the grassland. He immediately felt that the autumn air was crisp and the sky was vast.
He silently muttered in his heart: "Zhu Qizhen, I have helped you pay off the sins you committed in your previous life. From now on, no matter life or death, this body, this world, has nothing to do with you! From now on, I am truly The orthodox emperor of the Ming Dynasty!"