People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 619 Demon
Zhu Qizhen put on the emperor's armor and wore a sword on his waist. He looked very heroic and had a good appearance.

"His Majesty!"

Wang Zhen rushed to Zhu Qizhen with a happy look on his face.

"What's up, Wang Daban?"

Zhu Qizhen was puzzled. Although the Oirat army agreed to the Ming withdrawal, they were still watching the city covetously and had not lifted the siege. No one could say whether these Tartars would attack when the Ming army moved. He had discussed this with some civil and military officials before.

Although moving the troops is a risky move, if they continue to be trapped here, until their men and horses are exhausted and no longer have the strength to fight, it will be difficult to break out.

If he moved his troops now, at least he still had a great chance to break out. As long as he returned to the capital, whether he defended the city or moved south, he would still be the emperor. But if he died or was captured by the Tatars, he would lose everything.

So he didn't understand how Wang Zhen could laugh at this critical moment.

"The women from the foreign delegation that the emperor once had a crush on have arrived."

Zhu Qizhen was shocked. He had indeed coveted the women of the Naha delegation before, otherwise he would not have risked being accused of being against etiquette and forced the delegation to stay by his side.

But now he just wanted to know whether the foreign delegation had also come along.

He immediately asked, "Where is the delegation? Have the elite troops of the Prince of Ha come to support them?"

The Ming army's cavalry was weak. Previously, tens of thousands of cavalry led by Zhu Yong, Duke of Chengguo, were wiped out in a battle at Yaoerling, which made Zhu Qizhen completely lose confidence in his own cavalry.

If you want to ensure your own safety, you must have a team of elite cavalry guards.

Even though he knew nothing about military affairs, he could see the urgency of the situation. With the escort of this elite cavalry, even if Yexian fell out with him, he might still be able to escape. Besides, the envoy Lothar was extremely brave and had always been respectful to him. As long as he used a large sum of gold and silver to win him over, he would be more reliable than the half-abandoned Jinyiwei.

"Ah this."

Wang Zhen didn't realize that he had flattered the wrong person, and quickly said, "Although the foreign envoy has not arrived yet..."

"But Your Majesty, have you forgotten that these foreign women are all Western Qi-refining practitioners with special skills? Now that the enemy Tartars are strong, why don't you ask these foreign women if they have any good ideas?"

Zhu Qizhen was somewhat tempted.

"Is this possible?"

Although he was a tyrant, he did not think so. With the war approaching, the civil and military ministers had already criticized him. Who knew what would be said about him if he summoned the witch into the tent.

Wang Zhen said quickly: "Your Majesty is also looking for a good strategy to defeat the enemy. If this Hu woman has some magical powers, Your Majesty can take her into the harem and no one will say anything."

Zhu Qizhen groaned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Announce! Announce the ladies of the Hakka envoys to enter the palace!"

The shout was passed on several times, but after a long while, no one came to see him.

Zhu Qizhen glared at Wang Zhen, and he lowered his head hastily and said, "Perhaps the foreign women are vulgar and do not know etiquette, please Your Majesty..."

As he was talking, a young eunuch came hurriedly outside the tent and said with a sad face, "Your Majesty, the women of the foreign delegation said that they discovered the whereabouts of the delegation and were fighting with the Tatars. They stole a few royal horses and left the camp."

"Be bold!"

Wang Zhen was extremely angry. These days, all the civil and military officials in the court were saying that he was abusing his power and was responsible for the siege of Tumu Fort. He demanded that Zhu Qizhen kill him.

He had finally achieved the merit of "offering his daughter" and hoped that Zhu Qizhen would remember his kindness and withstand the pressure to protect him. However, he never expected that the envoy from this foreign country would be so rude!

This is a chance to enter the harem and turn a wild chicken into a phoenix, but these foreign women don't even cherish it!
Zhu Qizhen was not angry but happy: "Good, I know this envoy of the Kingdom of Kazakhstan is loyal. Quickly, send the scouts out of the camp. If the envoy can attract Yesen's main force, we will immediately prepare to break out!"

He had no intention of sending troops to support. Anyone in the world could die, except him.

As for those beauties that I once coveted.

As long as he is alive, is there any need for beauties?

...

At this time, Losa and his party were not far from Tumu Fort.

After defeating Alachiyuan's troops, they obtained a large number of war horses. Although these Tatar horses were not tall, they had good endurance, enough to turn all the infantry under Lothar into cavalry sergeants.

The double-headed eagle and the cross flag fluttered in this foreign land.

Soon, many nomadic cavalry came close and harassed them by shooting arrows.

The woodland archers who were riding their war horses dismounted one after another, drew their longbows that were nearly a person's height, and easily shot and killed the attacking nomadic cavalry one by one. The woodland archers could even penetrate the heavily armored cavalry, let alone these lightly armed archers.

For a moment, the nomadic cavalry roaming around all kept their distance and did not dare to approach easily.

"Get out of here, you bunch of cowards and incompetents!"

A young man as strong as a giant bear, with black stripes on his face, came to the front riding a horse that was almost as strong as Eclipse.

Behind him was a group of personal guards fully equipped with armor. Although the styles of the armor varied, including scale armor, lamellar armor, chain mail, and cloth armor captured from the Ming army, they could still be considered a group of heavily armored cavalry.

The Oirat tribe was in the Western Regions, very close to the Timurid Empire ruled by Shah Rukh Khan, who claimed to be the successor of the Chagatai Khanate and had the blood of the Golden Family.

Although Tai Shi Yesen and others knew this person, including the so-called Golden Family bloodline of the lame Timur, who was just the son-in-law of the Golden Family, the strength of Timur's country was still worthy of recognition.

Timur had died on his way to the east to attack the Ming Dynasty, which made his successor Shah Rukh Khan lose interest in the East.

Therefore, although the Oirat and Timur had no diplomatic relations on the surface, their private trade exchanges had never been cut off.

Taking advantage of the convenience of trade, some oriental fabrics and porcelain were resold to the West. In addition, many profit-seeking merchants from the Central Plains smuggled in a large amount of ironware. Under Yesen's command, he also formed an elite armored cavalry.

Boluo looked at the man wearing a golden mask opposite him, with no fear on his face, and shouted: "See those mixed-race barbarians? Their armor is very beautiful. Now, they belong to us."

"My men, follow me and charge forward. The Eternal Heaven will favor every brave man and spit on every coward who is afraid of fighting!"

With a roar, the heavy cavalry that came from the front battlefield rushed towards the delegation without hesitation.

Losa remained calm and said, "Veneto, you and Kurus each lead a team of armored cavalry to outflank the enemy."

Hans was seriously injured and needed some time to recover, so he stayed in the infantry formation, and the lance in his hand was also transferred to Veneto.

After Losa finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the Duke's new gun appeared in his hand.

He raised his lance high, circled above his head, and issued orders. The cavalry under his command immediately dispersed like the clear boundaries of a river.

Among them, following Lothar and rushing to the front were still the Winged Hussars who had followed him since his debut.

More than two hundred riders, holding their hollow lances painted red, put down their masks, and without blinking an eye, followed Lothar in launching a counterattack against the enemy.

Afterwards, they removed their horse armor, leaving only a layer of horse cloth. For the numerous knights of the order, the horse armor could protect them from enemy arrows, and would be a burden if they really wanted to fight against cavalry.

The two sides were like two torrents, colliding with each other.

The Duke's new spear in Lothar's hand swept across, and wherever it passed, men and horses flew away. Even some of the Tartar cavalry were extremely brave and possessed special powers, but they were no match for him.

The armored cavalry on both wings crushed forward like heavy chariots, ignoring the nomadic light cavalry harassing on the side, and charged forward waving maces and iron-toothed clubs.

Boluo was furious. This mixed Semu and Hu cavalry was so brave that he easily killed several of his most trusted generals. If he continued to kill like this, wouldn't he be left with no one to use under his command?
The bones in his body were squirming wildly, his flesh and blood were pierced, and horrible squeezing sounds were heard.

There was a half-smile on Boluo's face, with fangs sticking out from the corners of his mouth.

People always say that he tore a big demon apart with his bare hands. How could there be such a person in the world?

The real truth was that the demon failed to shed its scales and as its life was about to end, it had no choice but to abandon its body and merge with him.

Come and taste the power of this North Sea Black Dragon!
(End of this chapter)