This was the first time that Zhu Di and Timur had fought such a smooth battle since they had fought against each other. In the past, they had used less against many, but this time it was ten thousand against a mere thousand people.
But this scene was not so pleasant for Milan Shah, who was famous for his bravery. This prince who cared about the throne of the Sultan of the Empire was originally hiding in a dense forest, just waiting for the dawn of the day before the Ming army came forward. When the invading troops set up a "hanging sheep drumming" facility, they would come out and follow the sound of the drums, and cruelly crush to death one by one the flies that disturbed his army's sleep to vent their anger.
But he did not expect that what he was waiting for was not a small group of Ming troops with only sheep and drums, but the overwhelming main force of the Ming army coming towards them...
He only saw a pair of fireworks blooming. He had never seen such a spectacle before and was still stunned in such a wonderful and dreamy scenery. But immediately, he found that the plain in front of him suddenly lit up a large area. , then, a large group of Ming cavalry were already charging towards his position, like divine soldiers descending from the sky.
Miransha was not really stupid. He immediately realized that the fireworks were a signal used by the Ming army to send messages, and he immediately found the Ming man who was emitting the fireworks in the nearby bushes.
"Kill, kill him!" Miransha shouted.
However, this behavior was of no use to the overall situation. The Ming Dynasty scout set off fireworks and used his own life to inform the army of Milansha's location. Zhu Di, who made a decisive decision, immediately decided that there was no need to continue to cover up his whereabouts. The army fought with open fire and killed the more than a thousand "ambush" troops in Miransha.
"Sun, Moon, Rivers and Mountains!"
The elite Ming army, who no longer needed to be silent, roared and rushed to the front of Miransha's troops.
"Dirty infidel!"
Miran Shah drew his scimitar. He has always been brave, and although he was caught off guard at this time, he still firmly believed that he could fight his way out of the siege with his own bravery. He is the son of the great conqueror Timur Sultan. The generals of the Ming Dynasty must have wanted to capture and humiliate themselves alive, but they were destined not to do so. The cruel Miran Shah would kill him and then come back with his troops to kill this despicable man. The unbelieving general caught him and hung him naked on a high flagpole to show off his current humiliation.
The true ancestor will bless his devout believers and make them invincible on the battlefield...
boom.
As he got closer and closer to these pagans, Miransha had begun to pray to his true ancestor in his heart. However, before he could even finish praying, a sudden flash of fire was sparked from the "iron rod" in the hand of a Ming army cavalry.
Miransha felt a chill on his forehead, and then he suddenly fell to the ground uncontrollably.
How can it be? I am strong, the true ancestor, the great warrior Miransha...
Everything happened so fast. It wasn't until Miransha saw the bright moon that he realized that he had fallen. He was so strong that he actually fell off his horse, and the Ming army didn't even get within fifty steps of him?
"Ah, by the way, it's the weird and despicable weapon of the Ming Dynasty..."
Only then did he realize that the Ming army had a terrifying firearms force...
Before he knew it, the bravery and scimitar that these tyrants trusted most had begun to be eliminated in the process of civilization.
"Prince!" Zuo Zuo was just surprised by Milansha's sudden fall from his horse. Before he could help him up, he was already submerged in the wave of Ming Dynasty's iron hoof. Zhang Yu, the general of the Ming army who killed Milan Shah with one shot, put away his gun, drew his sword again and charged forward: "Don't stop, we have exposed our traces..."
"While the thief army has not yet reacted... the whole army continues to move forward and directly destroy the thief general's camp!"
The more than a thousand guards brought out of the camp by Milan Sha were like a piece of rag thrown into the torrent. They only tossed and rolled for a moment, and were trampled and sank into the muddy land in an instant. Zhu Di's army did not stop. The three armies directly flattened this small forest, which was only enough for more than a thousand people to hide. Like a fire dragon soaring in the night, they headed straight for the Milansha camp.
In the camp, Miran Shah's son Khalil suddenly heard the news that an army was marching at night ahead. He was surprised to go up to the high platform and look out, but saw that the fire dragon was only more than a hundred steps away from the camp.
"Blow the horn! Blow the horn! Quick! Let all the warriors rise up to face the enemy!" Khalil was so frightened that he was out of his wits.
The shrill horn sounded, and in the camp, the soldiers of Miransha's army who had rarely slept for a while came out rubbing their sleepy eyes. In the past few days, they had taken shifts to rest and be on guard due to the Ming Dynasty's intrusion. However, even when they were resting, they often had trouble sleeping because of the sound of rockets and drums... But fortunately, Khalil ordered them to make decisions tonight in order to respond to emergencies at any time. Cannot disarm and sleep. Therefore, they were all wearing armor and carrying weapons at this time.
However, even so, facing the Ming army rushing in like a tide, the resistance they could do was still limited.
"Kill!" Zhang Yu rushed in front of Zhu Di, taking the lead, and killed a panicked Timur Empire defender with one knife. The soldiers of the Shenji Battalion who followed did not give in too much, like tigers entering the flock of sheep, and started to kill the enemies who were still in a state of confusion. In the darkness, Khalil didn't know how many Ming troops came. Anyway, he only knew that there were many, many Ming troops who came to kill...
"Your Highness, run away quickly!" A general advised Khalil when he saw that the situation was over.
"Where is my father?" Khalil gritted his teeth, still thinking about Miransha's situation.
"His Royal Highness is brave and invincible. He may have escaped to find His Majesty the Sultan. We'd better make preparations in advance and inform the Sultan of what's going on here so that the Sultan can mobilize troops for rescue..." the general said.
"..." Khalil gritted his teeth, remembering his father's bravery, and felt that it was really possible that his father would be safe and sound. But if their father and son allowed Ming to break through the camp, even if they were lucky enough to escape with their lives, the Sultan's position would be hopeless.
With this in mind, Khalil made a bold decision. He said to the general: "Go quickly and tell my fourth uncle Shaharu about what is going on here, so that uncle Shaharu can come to rescue us as soon as possible."
"I'll stay here to think of some solutions... We have 30,000 warriors here, and I might be able to delay it for some time!"
The general glanced at Khalil in surprise, and then left as ordered.
"Quickly, set the camp on fire to stop the Ming Dynasty's cavalry..."
Khalil immediately came up with an idea. He raised his own flag, collected the defeated troops, and set fire to the tents everywhere. The inner layers of these tents were mostly dry, and they became very flammable after removing the outer layer of cold-proof felt. The burning tents quickly formed a natural speed bump for the cavalry, slowing down the further expansion of the Ming army and the retreat driven by the Ming army. Confusing roads.
"Who is that person?" Zhu Di had also noticed him. He saw a large banner gathering the defeated soldiers everywhere. Timur's empire still uses Mongolian. Zhang Yu tilted his ears to distinguish the voices of their shouts: "This man is Khalil, the son of Miran Shah. Miran Shah is not here, so he is the commander of this place."
"Some talents." Zhu Di said, "But that's all."
"Three armies, but whoever kills Khalil's son will be rewarded with a thousand gold coins and three rounds of meritorious deeds!"
(End of chapter)
