In addition to despair, Zhu Di was more frightened. The enemy general seemed to have a God's perspective. The position of each unit was just right.
It is no exaggeration to say that the moment the horn sounded, Zhu Di had no chance of winning, and what happened next was just a game of cat and mouse.
To be honest, apart from his father, Zhu Di had never seen anyone with such military and military prowess.
There are people outside people, and there are mountains outside mountains.
Zhu Di was not convinced, but he could only admit defeat. Zhu Di quickly adjusted his mood and strategy.
Since even the last glimmer of hope for a breakout is gone, he can only say what his own soldier Liu Meng said,
Enter the stage where you will not lose money if you kill one, and you will definitely make money if you kill two.
Zhu Di made a gesture, and the entire army quickly turned around to attack.
It is impossible for King Yan to rush into two big bags that have been set up and become a trapped beast, with his head covered and beaten.
You should die standing,
Zhu Di's entire army suddenly turned around. Zhu Di and Mengxu Timur immediately faced each other. Only then did Zhu Di clearly see the appearance of the enemy general.
Square face, thin eyes, thick eyebrows, and aquiline nose.
Mengxu Timur saw Zhu Di so closely for the first time, and couldn't help but cheer in his heart.
What a heroic man!
What surprised Mengxu Timur even more was that Zhu Di made an unexpected choice. Zhu Di knew that there was a dead end, so he chose to fight without any psychological burden.
Even Mengxu Timur had to admit,
This man is so charming!
However, Mengxu Timur would not give Zhu Di a chance to fight. He just smiled, dodged Zhu Di's desperate charge, and commanded his troops to spread out.
Zhu Di is like an angry child. Apart from being angry, he has no lethality at all. Mengxu Timur did not give Zhu Di a chance to face the attack.
Zhu Di charged several times, but with no success, as if he was hit with a fierce punch on his pocket.
Moreover, what is even more frightening is that every time Zhu Di fails to charge, his morale will drop a lot.
Mengxu Timur was optimistic about the opportunity. Seeing that the fire was almost done, he waved his hand to the soldiers and horses to rush forward.
Not only Zhu Di, but also the soldiers and horses behind Zhu Di were about to be exploded. He held his breath in his heart and wanted to fight the enemy desperately.
The Shenji Battalion commanded by Zhu Neng in the middle could only stand there and worry, unable to help at all. They could not break through the two army formations and support His Highness King Yan.
Seeing Mengxu Timur's soldiers and horses coming to kill him, Zhu Di was shaken up and clenched the spear in his hand. He was finally able to kill the enemy!
But Mengxu Timur had already seen through Zhu Di's thoughts.
The enemy troops pounced on him, hiding wherever possible, and did not give Zhu Di a chance to fight head-on.
Instead, they deliberately stuck together with Zhu Di's soldiers and horses, and then spread them apart, dividing Zhu Di's nearly thousand soldiers and horses into small units, waiting to be divided and attacked.
Destroy and destroy.
Zhu Di's good situation was completely shattered with the demise of Mengxu Timur.
Zhu Di was left with only a few dozen personal soldiers, surrounded by dark enemies. Moreover, Zhu Di had no blocked view and could not see the situation of our army.
Zhu Di looked up at the sky. Snowflakes were floating in the sky. The snowflakes fell lightly on Zhu Di's blood-stained face.
Zhu Di felt a blockage in his heart and cried out in pain,
"Heaven wants to kill me..."
The entire battlefield suddenly became silent. Mengxu Timur pushed aside the enemies and rode up to Zhu Di.
Zhu Di lost weight and fell down along with dozens of his soldiers. It turned out that the surrounding enemies released hook-horse sickles and broke the legs of Zhu Di's war horse.
Mengxu Timur looked down at Zhu Di expressionlessly, while Zhu Di glared at Mengxu Timur, holding the spear tightly in his hand, waiting to give him a blow when Mengxu Timur was not paying attention.
Mengxu Timur opened his mouth and said in skilled Beiyuan dialect,
“It’s very cold.
A man like you doesn't deserve to die in the ice and snow. "
Then, Mengxu Timur actually took off his white-haired cloak and threw it in front of Zhu Di, and ordered,
"Put it on."
The armor on Zhu Di's body was already in tatters, and the coat inside the armor was also cut open. If Mengxu Timur had not told him, Zhu Di would not have noticed that several parts of his skin had been exposed to low temperatures.
Zhu Di could understand Mengxu Timur's Beiyuan dialect, but Zhu Di gritted his teeth and refused to speak. He raised his gun and slammed it on the white-haired cloak that fell to the ground.
The will to die is clear and we will never surrender to the enemy!
Seeing His Highness King Yan's statement, the pro-army soldiers around him and the Feng Company who were cut off here all clenched their weapons, gathered around Zhu Di, and glared at the enemy.
Mengxu Timur looked at Zhu Di with admiration in his eyes, and then inadvertently glanced at Fenglian. This tattooed tribe was previously a tribe in Timur's territory.
"Wind Tribe? Haha, you guys have good taste. Good dogs are quite good at finding their owners."
It was obvious that Feng Lian, who was bravely killing the enemy in front of the battle, was very afraid of Mengxu Timur. Feng Lian should not respond to Mengxu Timur's words. He did not understand whether he was praising himself or lecturing himself.
Zhu Di shouted in Chinese,
"Kill the enemy!!!"
A few sporadic echoes came from not far away, and then the echoes immediately turned into screams.
Mengxu Timur said helplessly,
"Oh, you are still too excited. If you want to kill the enemy, I will bring you fire."
Then, Mengxu Timur stretched out his hand, and the eager soldiers and horses around him rushed toward Zhu Di. Zhu Di's eyes were red, and he held the gun in his back to kill the enemy.
Mengxu Timur waved his hand once, and dozens of soldiers and horses went out. The rest of the people had to watch.
After more than ten rounds of killing, there were corpses at Zhu Di's feet. Zhu Di's hands were all broken and blood was flowing down the barrel of the spear. He couldn't even hold the gun. Feng Lian was the only one left beside Zhu Di. It was obvious. Both of them are at the end of their game.
Mengxu Timur signaled to stop, turned over and dismounted, Zhu Di saw the opportunity and stabbed him with a gun, but Mengxu Timur casually snatched the weapon away.
"The timing and position are good, but it's a pity that I don't have the strength."
Mengxu Timur threw out his spear, and with one shot it penetrated the wind. Without even raising his eyelids, he sarcastically said,
"If you are a piece of trash, your tribe is also a piece of trash.
It's a waste of food to keep a piece of trash that can't even protect the general personally. "
Feng Lian's eyes were dim, but he was still breathing. He deliberately avoided the vital point. Mengxu Timur let out a slightly surprised sound,
Zhu Di gritted his teeth and stepped forward, but he was exhausted and could no longer stand up.
Mengxu Timur pushed aside the corpse on the ground with his feet, and picked up the white cloak buried in the river of blood. The white color had been soaked into dark red. Mengxu Timur squatted down and used a layer of floating snow on the ground to I spent a long time wiping it on my cloak.
He stood up again, walked to Zhu Di, threw the cloak on Zhu Di, looked at Zhu Di with smiling eyes, greeted the soldiers around him and said,
"Take it back."
Zhu Di used his last strength to turn over and pull off the white cloak on his body. However, the cloak was too big and Zhu Di could only pull off the upper part of his body.
Zhu Di struggled to hold himself up.
He glared at Mengxu Timur and roared in Chinese,
"This is Zhu Di, the king of Yan in the Ming Dynasty!
This heart can be proven by heaven and earth! How can it melt with the ice and snow? ! "
"Judy?"
Mengxu Timur repeated Zhu Di's name in unskilled Chinese, but he couldn't pronounce the flat sound, so he could only call him Zhu Di.
Zhu Di held the dagger, waiting for the opportunity to kill himself.
At this critical moment, on the outskirts of the battlefield, a man and a horse finally arrived on horseback.
The young general looked at the battlefield and found his fourth uncle with his gifted sight.
He exhaled white breath and said in a deep voice,
"You still have time."
