Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 781 Breaking the thief

  Zhu Houzhao narrowed his eyes, uncertain.

   Clearly... this is an opportunity.

  But the other party is several times as big as him.

   Moreover, no one can predict whether it is fraudulent or not.

   He looked at the cavalry behind him.

  These cavalrymen all looked resolute and murderous.

   Fighting and burning all the way, eating and drinking the Tatars, like a group of mice, fell into the rice vat.

  At the beginning of the attack, they were a little scared and fearful, but gradually, when they saw more and more **** smells, they gradually became numb.

  These people are full of killing, their bows and horses are becoming more and more proficient, and their fighting skills have long been able to win the three armies!

  At this time, many people were more or less injured, and some were already dressed in rags and smelly all over. They were like a remnant army, but...they were still full of energy.

  The most important thing is that His Royal Highness, every time he charged and killed, he took the lead, and they took the lead again and again, making them regard His Highness as their own brothers and sisters.

  So everyone looked at Zhu Houzhao.

   No one makes a sound.

   These pairs of eyes seem to be speaking.

  Wherever your Highness points, we will kill there, even if we die, we will have no regrets!

Zhu Houzhao gritted his teeth, sneered, and said: "For many years, no one dared to go deep into the desert like us, and slaughtered the Tartars like pigs and dogs. At the beginning, the humiliation of Tumu Fortress has never been forgotten. These Tartars, they kidnapped the former emperor from our palace, and they killed them to the city of Beijing, humiliating my Great Ming, making my Great Ming terrified!"

"Today, what this Palace imitates is what these Tartars did, tooth for tooth, blood for blood! Over the past few decades, they have gone south again and again, they captured Hetao, they threatened the capital, they killed Fanghuo, But as everyone knows, there is a saying in this world, that is blood for blood."

  Zhu Houzhao sat on the horse, bowed his head, and tidied up his sword and bow. There was no expression on his face, but he said word by word: "Now, the time has come for the blood debt to be paid!"

   "When a man dies, he dies. There is nothing to be afraid of. If I die, I will only hate the enmity of Tumubao. I can't return all these tartars, so that they know what it means to separate wives and children, and what shame is. Liu Jin!"

Liu Jin ate a piece of grass and chewed it. He looked like a knight in heavy armor, with an iron pot on his back, a few strings of bacon hanging around his neck, hanging on his chest, and a cowhide bag in front of him, um... genuine leather Yes, no preservatives added. In the bag, he stuffed a lot of grass that he picked up.

  He slowly rode forward, his face was always calm.

   "You are Ben Gong's servant, watching Ben Gong grow up, let's rush to the front."

   "Oh." Liu Jin looked down on life and death, as if he didn't care.

  Zhu Hou looked at the scout: "How many miles does the other party have?"

   "Ten miles."

  Zhu Houzhao just calculated, and said: "Everyone changed horses, fed the horses with fodder, and gave you a time to burn incense, eat and drink enough, here, waiting for the Tatars."

   "Obey!"

  Without hesitation, everyone dismounted skillfully and took out the dry food and fodder carried by the other horses. They had long been accustomed to this.

  Afterwards, they put on new war horses, sat on the horses, and began to check their swords and bows.

   Zhu Houzhao looked extremely calm.

  He couldn't help thinking in his heart, these people... who are they?

  ...

  The tired defeated soldiers were extremely demoralized.

   The defeat in this battle was too sudden.

  Although many Tatars feel angrily that this is a crime other than war, it is the cunning southern barbarians who used firearms. If not, would the southern barbarians dare to confront themselves head-on?

  However unconvinced, how unwilling, they had to accept the reality in front of them.

   Yanda Khan was out of breath, he was tired, the guards of the golden tent, loyal guards were around him.

  70,000 people marched southward in a heroic manner, but now, thousands of defeated soldiers have returned, and the rest of the defeated soldiers have gone to nowhere.

  Yenda Khan is very tired.

  When they got here, it was impossible for the Ming army to pursue them anymore. They didn't dare to go deep into the desert at will.

   Arrived in the desert, Yanda Khan is still his master.

  But...his heart...really tired.

   Mistakes again and again, and heavy losses again and again, made him somewhat doubtful, did he really receive the blessing of the Longevity Heaven?

  If this is the case, then why did Changshengtian make himself experience so many hardships.

  No one answered this question.

  Yanda Khan was ambitious all his life. He dominated the desert, and he was once invincible. He fell down countless times, but he always got up.

  This time... he thought, he can too!

He looked around, looked at the countless frustrated soldiers, and sighed: "We...will stand up again, I swear to Changshengtian, one day, sooner or later, I will break through the barriers of the Nanman, and with the blood of countless Nanman, To avenge this."

  After he finished speaking, he took out the sharp arrow in the quiver and folded it in two.

  Everyone, barely lifted their spirits.

  They were too tired and were hunted down all the way. Many of them didn't even have time to find water, their lips were chapped, and even dry food was insufficient.

  The only good thing is that the pursuers are gone, as long as they can find the nearest tribe, they can survive, and after marriage, they can regain their foothold.

   They continued on their journey.

   But right now... is ahead.

  On the horizon, there are black dots one by one...

   Someone couldn't help squinting and looking into the distance.

what is that?

   No one answered.

   Could it be a nearby tribe.

  Some people cheered in their hearts. If they can find a tribe, take a good rest and have a good meal, this is really the luckiest thing.

   They began to step up their pace.

   And the black dots on the horizon, more and more, more and more dense, their heads are above the sky.

  Suddenly...the black dots...started to move, they were moving in this direction, faster and faster!

  Yenda Khan felt relieved at the beginning. He was still thinking about which tribe he was, and why he came here to nomadic herds because the aquatic plants here are not rich.

   But now, he felt something was wrong.

  The opponent... There are quite a few people.

  Ordinary tribes will not recruit so many people to herd at once.

  He stared at the front and shouted: "Be careful!"

  The cavalry on the opposite side was getting closer and closer. The iron cavalry, who had already eaten and drank enough and recharged their energy, was like the wind. At this time, Yanda Khan in the distance saw a cold light.

  That’s right, only the light reflected from the blade under the sunlight when the sword is held high.

   They...they are the enemy.

  Here... How could there be an enemy army.

  How could there be a large number of cavalry.

   Yanda Khan's pupils are shrinking.

  Behind the scene, many people became a little confused.

   What the **** happened.

   "Enemy attack, enemy attack!" Someone shouted.

   "Take your bows and arrows, prepare your long knives!"

  Someone screamed.

  But the iron cavalry on the opposite side came too fast, they came towards the wind, and then, each of them took out their longbows while galloping.

   Just a few hundred steps away, suddenly, an arrow shot through the air.

Beside Yanda Khan, there was a Wanhu, with a sudden uh, the sharp arrow was directly inserted into his throat, where the arrow feathers were still trembling violently, and Wanhu only let out a muffled groan. , fell down directly.

  Yanda Khan was already covered in cold sweat from fright.

  He finally understood...this is the Han army: "Meet the enemy...meet the enemy!"

  The Han army on the opposite side is simply like the Tatars among the Tatars. They galloped quickly, and then, once they entered the range of the Tatars, immediately, the overwhelming bows and arrows rained down.

  The bow and arrow, like locusts, covered the sky and the sun, and when it fell, countless Tatars fell directly.

  The Tatars were in a hurry to raise their bows to fight back.

  In fact, they looked dull at this time, and the exhausted Tatars did not expect that there would be enemies here at this moment, and even their war horses couldn't run away.

   But the opponent's iron cavalry was a hundred steps away, and its horsepower had already reached its limit.

   da da da... da da da...

  The hoofs of the horses were rushing, like winds and raging clouds, and like waves in the raging sea. After a round of flying shots, they all raised their long knives at the same time.

  The high-raised long knife is like a forest.

   Zhu Houzhao, who was the leader, had bloodshot eyes in his eyes. His whole body seemed to fly into the air with the horse. Zhu Houzhao roared from the depths of his throat: "Kill!"

  Countless people who lived and died with him, slept with him, drank with him, caught lice with him, and stood shoulder to shoulder with him, also shouted back: "Kill!"

   The sound of killing broke through the sky and pierced the eardrums of the Tatars.

The Tatars began to draw their swords in a hurry, and the guards of the golden tent beside Yanda Khan were also busy wrapping Yanda Khan tightly, but they didn't notice that just over three hundred steps away, a straggler, riding On the horse, he drew his bow and shot arrows one after another.

   One by one, the golden guards fell silently in front of Yanda Khan.

  Yanda Khan, I have never seen such a Han army.

  He originally thought that what he feared was Daming's firearms.

  But now... he found that what was really scary was when a group of iron cavalry that were no less capable than Tatars riding and shooting appeared in front of him.

  He discovered that the blessings of the Longevity Heaven were really farther and farther away from him, and the one favored by the heavens was the enemy in front of him.

   Yanda Khan was angry.

  With red eyes, he roared unwillingly: "Kill!"

   Kill word export.

   But at this time, the cavalry on the opposite side rushed into the Tatar formation like a tiger on the mountain.

boom!

  Countless men and horses collided together, which had never happened before in this world. Daming's iron cavalry rushed into the formation of Tatar iron cavalry with majestic cavalry.

At this time, Zhu Houzhao had raised his knife and dropped it, and then, a golden guard, sprayed with blood, beside him, Liu Jin's flying horse collided with a Tatar. The powerful impact of the horse caused the two horses to fall directly. Instead, the cavalry flew straight into the air, but Liu Jin grabbed the saddle desperately, and when his horse staggered, he stood up abruptly again.

   So lucky to be alive.

   Liu Jin thought so.

  …

  Looks like I have to stay up late tonight, try to continue, students who can’t stand it, go to bed, it may be 1:30 to 2:00 at night.

  (end of this chapter)