asshole! asshole! These cowards of the Ula tribe and the Huifa tribe escaped from the battlefield! "
In the Haixi Jurchen Allied Army, Chief Ye He saw the troops fleeing and disrupting the army. He recognized the tribe 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 out his scimitar 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!"
…
The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing, and dazzling formation changes can appear in a blink of an eye.
However, there are no drones in this era, and it is impossible to have a bird's-eye view of the entire battlefield from a God's perspective. Despite this, the intuition and judgment of a famous general can still keenly detect some small changes in 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.
However, his first reaction was not that the Jurchens had become weaker, but that he noticed that the enemy general was changing formation!
"Shrink the effective strength 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…”
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!"
"promise!"
"All infantry, march slowly, cavalry listen to my orders and assemble!"
"Meet the enemy!"
Thousands of troops and horses and a general are here, so why not find something in the bag?
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. The 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!
"kill!"
As if the battlefield blocked by clouds and fog quietly opened up, it was the confrontation of the cavalry!
The chief of the Ye He tribe led the elite main force of the Hercynian 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!
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 slightly lowered his head and pressed against the horse's down, with cold eyes. He held the knife in both hands, specializing in beheading the horse. His movements were sharp and unobtrusive. Every time he swung the knife, he rushed to the vital point and sprayed out hot blood!
On the battlefield, people are tumbling off 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 the situation of fighting everywhere, what awaits them is the fate of ruthless trampling, death is certain, and there is no possibility of survival.
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!
The Jurchens were so beaten that they couldn't understand why the Ming army on the opposite side became more and more brave as they fought. Did these Han people not want their lives? Are they crazy?
Chief Ye He realized something was wrong and felt anxious. If he followed this method of attack, he would definitely lose!
"Surround that Ming man, that Ming man with a sword!" Chief Ye He looked at King Qi and roared loudly.
Unless this man dies, our army will lose!
"Protect the prince!"
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.
The coach personally fights in the front line, and the morale is naturally high. Each sergeant is like the reincarnation of Lu Bu, suddenly unstoppable, each one is a hero 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.
"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!"
How could Zhu Gaojie not know what the enemy general was thinking? Without any fluctuation in his heart, he activated the ultimate skill: the Great Summoning Technique!
"Aqi, save me!"
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!
Aqi didn't say a word, but he held a knife and killed everyone in the crowd. Corpses lay everywhere, walking on the bones!
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!
Aqi, who rides with double swords in black, 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!
Chief Yehe was desperate.
Damn, report him! This guy went to the battlefield with a bodyguard!
Don’t talk about martial ethics!
…
In the hoarfrost wasteland, the vulture landed on the bloody corpse. Without anyone's explicit order, it could smell the rotten smell and find the rotten meat. It uncovered the broken weapon remains and frozen blood-colored ice crystals. It was joyful and exciting. He pecked greedily, not caring whose dead body was in his mouth.
"Damn beast!"
With red eyes, the soldiers of the Ming army beheaded the vulture with their swords. The black feathers were scattered on the armor covered with wounds. The vulture fluttered hard twice, and finally struggled weakly and fell on the body.
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.
Zhu Gaojie wiped the blood from his cheek and scanned the battlefield.
There is no doubt that this battle was won.
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.
"Chirong."
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 while waving flags and shouting, trying his best to win the battle.
This is a must-win battle, but if he works harder, fewer soldiers will die. Zhu Gaojie knew very well that war is cruel. No matter how elite the army is, it will suffer losses in such a large-scale cold weapon battle. He is not a holy mother, but these soldiers who died in the battle are all martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the Ming Dynasty. Every sergeant deserves his respect.
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.
"The general is here." Chi Rong clasped his fists and saluted.
"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!"
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 pension must be delivered to their wives and children. I will send Jin Yiwei to investigate strictly. Anyone who embezzles 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 The soldiers of King Qi have entrusted their lives to me, so I will let them have nothing to worry about!"
"If a martyr 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!"
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.
The families of all the soldiers who died in the Northern Expedition will be taken care of by Prince Qi’s Mansion!
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.
Zhu Gaojie's angular face is firm and his eyes are clear, as if he is announcing to the world.
The soldiers did not cheer for joy. They stared at the young figure silently and calmly.
Going out to fight is like tying your head to your waist. Many people have already written suicide notes the moment they leave Jinling City. These Ming Dynasty's most elite sergeants are not afraid of dying on the battlefield. This is the destination of soldiers, and it is also glory, a scarred glory.
There is only one thing they fear - what will happen to their families after they die?
Some people live alone in the world and are not afraid of anything. Anyway, they are alone. After they die in battle, they may still be a good man eighteen years later.
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.
Some of these steel-cast-iron men have never cried in their lives. No matter how painful it was outside the Great Wall, no matter how painful the knife wound was, it could not shake them. However, King Qi's words touched their hearts, and they could not help but shed tears in their eyes.
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!"
"Dou Wuzhao, the general of the Fifth Army Camp, is willing to die for King Qi!"
"The soldiers of the Three Thousand Battalion Right Sentinel Army are willing to die for King Qi!"
"Three thousand battalions of Zuoye troops assist General Yan Weiyue and are willing to die for King Qi!"
"Fifth Army Camp..."
On the battlefield, crisp and sharp voices continued one after another, and countless people were willing to kneel down and shout.
Cheng Guogong Zhu Yong's eyes were a little dazed: "The Imperial Guards in the Beijing camp are loyal to the prince, and this and this are to be punished, but... as long as no one talks about it, there should be no problem, 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 very good. Is that normal?"
(End of chapter)
