"The Yuan army was in a panic. Sure enough, the camp roared!" Zhu Di reined in his horse and said in surprise when he saw the Yuan army soldiers running like a wolf. "God bless the Ming Dynasty! Master Zhang, can I ask you to lend a helping hand to me?"
"It's just a matter of raising a hand, why not help?" Zhang Dingbian laughed loudly, "I am also a Han, and it is my duty to expel the Tartars. If His Highness, King Yan, has an order, please give it!"
"Okay!" Zhu Di was overjoyed. "With the help of laymen, we are better than a million-strong army! Please also ask laymen to lead five hundred men to attack from the left and kill the generals of the Yuan army along the way. I myself will lead five hundred men to attack from the right. Never let the Yuan people There is room to reorganize the team!”
"Okay." Zhang Ding nodded. The most important thing about attacking the camp at night is to completely paralyze the enemy's command, so that the chaos will continue to expand. Although His Highness Prince Yan was young, he was well versed in military matters, which made Zhang Dingbian couldn't help but think more highly of him.
The two of them marched separately. Zhang Dingbian was originally a first-class brave general in the Central Plains. He was the best at rushing into battle and beheading generals. To be honest, even Chang Yuchun and Chang Shiwan were slightly inferior to him. He only held a Zen staff, but it was dancing with gusts of evil wind. The Yuan army would die if it knocked on it, and died if it touched it. Zhang Dingbian was riding on a black horse, like a bald god of murder. Wherever the horse's hooves passed, Yuan army corpses lay everywhere, and blood flowed on the oars.
The five hundred Ming troops who followed him were not convinced by him at first. Seeing this man's bravery, they also aroused the desire to win. They were like tigers descending the mountain, unwilling to fall behind Zhang Dingbian.
The Yuan soldiers who were killed were so frightened that they shouted "The God of Death is coming" and kept running away. In the end, they turned into a "rolling up bead curtain". In order to escape for their lives, the rear troops would rather fight with the friendly troops in front than turn back to face the enemy. For Zhang Dingbian, the god of death.
On the other side, although Zhu Di and Chang Mao were not as brave as Zhang Dingbian, Zhu Di was the most respected king of Yan. He personally charged into the battle with his wealth of gold, which greatly boosted the morale of the Ming army he led. Zhu Di and Chang Mao attacked and killed the generals of the Yuan army along the way, and asked the rear army to beat drums and shout continuously, making it look like the Ming army's rear force was endless. The Yuan army did not know the details of the Ming army. They really thought that the Ming army was coming in a steady stream and scattered to avoid it.
"Your Highness, Fourth Highness, look over there!" The general came to the middle of the Yuan army. In front of him, he saw a group of remnants fighting against a group of Yuan soldiers with bright armor. Although the leader's armor was crooked, he was extremely brave. He could fight three Yuan generals with only one person, but judging from his movements, his strength was obviously gone.
"There are actually people here who are fighting with the Yuan army. Could it be that they are friendly forces planted by His Highness the Fifth Prince?" Chang Mao was surprised and uncertain. The general who was fighting three Yuan generals alone had already seen Zhu Di's royal flag.
"King Yan! The commander-in-chief of the Yuan army is here! Kill him and the overall situation can be decided!"
The general shouted loudly, Zhu Di was shocked, and pointed his sword forward: "Beat the drum! Defeat these Yuan troops!"
"The sun, moon, rivers and mountains will always be there!" the cavalry shouted loudly, and they all clamped down on their horses.
Chang Mao took the lead, waving the iron spear in his hand and rushed out. Zhang Dingbian on the left also saw this obviously elite Yuan army. The bald-headed killing god decisively twisted his horse's reins and led hundreds of cavalry to outflank this Ming army.
"This...Brother Hong Boyan, what should we do now!" This elite Yuan army is naturally the leader of the Yuan army, Guantong, and his soldiers. Seeing that the Ming army had already arrived, Guantong, who had always been hesitant, was at a loss. His mind had already begun to calculate whether he should run away quickly or simply kneel down and surrender.
"Don't panic, we still have the strength to fight..." Hong Boyan Timur's face turned pale, but he still managed to calmly comfort Guantong.
Then, as soon as he turned his head, he saw a god of murder with a bare head and a Zen staff. In just a moment, he smashed this "elite" Yuan army into pieces, and the blood flowed into a river...
"This...who is this guy?" Hong Boyan Timur was stunned. For a moment, there was a feeling of powerlessness as if he could just lie down and forget about it.
"What's going on with this Ming army? Forget about the despicable King of Wu Zhu Su, and there's also Zhu Xiang who beats people up but doesn't say he convinces them with virtue."
"Now here comes the King of Yan, Zhu Di, who doesn't act according to common sense, and there is also a new bald man with courage that is unworthy of all men..."
Is it possible that everyone in the Ming army is talented? I consider myself to be one of the best in Dayuan, but when I faced the Ming army, why did I keep running into obstacles?
"Yuan Gou, suffer death!" A cavalryman holding an iron spear suddenly jumped up high. Hong Boyan Timur was frightened by Zhang Dingbian. He didn't notice it for a moment, and it was too late to pull out his sword. There was a "pop" sound, and Chang Mao's body was strung onto the iron spear.
"This, you, this..." Guantong was so horrified that he fell off his horse. Chang Mao pulled out the sword hanging on the saddle with his backhand, raised the sword and dropped it. Guantong, the leader of the Yuan army, suddenly lost his head.
"Guantong is dead. Those who surrender will not be killed!" When the Yuan army saw that their leader was dead, they immediately fled. Zhu Di rode his horse forward, chopped down Guantong's big banner with his sword, and roared while taking advantage of the situation.
"Kill!" South of the river bank, there was a cry of killing. It turned out that it was in Changli City. They had discovered the strange situation in the Yuan army's barracks and came out in full force.
Caught between two sides, even if there are one or two generals who still want to resist, in the end, there is nothing they can do.
In the battle of Changli, the Ming army won a great victory with a small number of enemies and a large number of enemies.
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"...Fourth brother, you really gave me a big surprise." On the ruins of the Yuan army's camp, Zhu Su, wearing a military uniform, looked at the dead bodies and mess in this place with a surprised look.
"I just wanted you to grab a piece of food, but I didn't expect you to directly take the blame for these Yuan soldiers..." He poked Zhu Laosi next to him. "Thousands of cavalry defeated thousands of enemies. You have accomplished a great feat!"
"When you return to Yingtian, even my father will definitely reward you well. With this merit, it will be unjustifiable if my father wants to deprive you of your title!"
"It all depends on the soldiers' sacrifice, and my contribution is nothing." Zhu Di said humbly, and Zhu Su looked at him with a look of disdain, and the grin almost reached the back of his ears.
What Lao Wu said is right. With this military background, even if Lao Zhu is still afraid of him, he will not seriously suppress his throne.
If such an outstanding prince is abandoned, how can he open up territory for the Ming Dynasty?
"This battle was actually a fluke. In my opinion, this person should be the first to win." Zhu Di looked at Zhu Su's expression and lightly punched the shoulder of his brother who was not doing the right thing. Then he beckoned behind him and said, "Zhang Yu, come here. This is my fifth brother, King Wu Zhu Su."
"General Zhang Yu, I have met His Highness King Wu!" A tall and strong man immediately ran over and saluted Zhu Di first, then knelt down on one knee and greeted Zhu Su.
"This man's name is Zhang Yu, my fifth brother. I want to incorporate him into my Yanwang Guard. What do you think?" Zhu Di said to Zhu Su with a smile.
(End of chapter)
