People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

Chapter 626: The Foreign Envoy Has a Loyal Person

"Look at the official title!"

A Tartar general suddenly reminded.

Bayan Temur turned his head and saw a group of foreign cavalry rushing towards them from the flank.

"He's crazy?"

"That person seems to be a general of the Zahu people. Could it be that he wants to fight with us?"

Everyone was speculating, but Bayan Temur said cautiously: "He dared to charge straight into our army alone. I'm afraid he wants to use some evil magic on us!"

At the moment, the army he led was not his own Etoku, but the armored cavalry assigned to him by Yesen, which was also considered an elite force.

However, he had just seen all those mysterious magic spells and heard that even brave and unrivaled generals like Bolona had been defeated by this group of mixed race of Semites. Before he even started to engage the enemy, his courage was lost.

He shouted, "Inform all soldiers, be careful of the enemy's evil magic. No matter what magic the enemy uses, do not lose your courage. Changshengtian will protect the brave and abandon the cowards. As long as you keep your courage, all evil will retreat!"

Although the Yuan court was in decline, it still had some protection from the dragon veins. As long as they did not feel fear, the effects of ordinary Taoist magic would be extremely limited, and might even cause them to suffer backlash and die.

But what Bayan Temur wished for was still in vain.

A wisp of white mist rose up and the temperature dropped suddenly.

The sound of horse hooves came from the white fog.

It was originally just a charge of one person, but to the Tatar cavalry, it sounded like an army of thousands.

"The enemy is hiding in the fog?"

Bayan Temur was alert and took out his weapons, which were two golden pumpkin hammers. This kind of ceremonial weapon was rarely used in actual combat. It was made of solid iron and shaped like two small pumpkins, about the same size as the iron buds.

The size of the golden melon held by Bayan Temur was exactly like the golden melons in New Year pictures, comparable to a human head.

It can be imagined that his tremendous strength is not ordinary.

Suddenly, a wild hunting dog jumped out from the white fog, but Bayan Temur seemed to have anticipated it and smashed it into ashes with a hammer. But in the next moment, a wild hunting cavalryman jumped out from behind the wild hunting dog.

A faint blue flame flickered under his helmet, and his black armor was covered with a layer of white frost.

As they approached, a chilling cold air made many Tatar cavalry shiver.

"What the hell is this!"

Bayan Temur couldn't help but curse. The Wild Hunt cavalryman, wearing a tattered cloak and holding a greatsword surrounded by blue light, chopped down at him fiercely.

Keng——

The golden hammer in his hand blocked the greatsword in the Wild Hunt's hand, and the huge force shattered it, but the Wild Hunt cavalryman did not show any fear. He took down the hammer hanging on the saddle and smashed it at him.

Fortunately, although this monster looked scary, its martial arts and strength were far inferior to his. After a few rounds, he smashed this cavalryman who looked like a demon. Then Bayan Temur realized that hundreds of these dead cavalrymen had rushed into his formation and started fighting with him.

What’s even more terrible is that the foreign cavalry have already launched a charge in the front direction.

At the front, the Seljuq cavalrymen with feathers on their backs chanted "Hallelujah" loudly, like waves hitting the rocks. They took advantage of their own side being entangled with these dead cavalrymen and rushed in fiercely.

Bayan Temur was about to organize a resistance when a Hu general came towards him wielding a spear.

He wanted to get rid of him quickly, but he never expected to find out after engaging the enemy that this Hu general wearing an iron helmet like a bull was surprisingly strong. The iron spear in his hand was made of solid steel, and its weight was no less than the pair of golden hammers in his hands!

He was anxious and wanted to get rid of this man quickly.

However, after several rounds, although he had the upper hand, he was unable to do anything for a while. He simply gritted his teeth and activated the wolf head tattoo on his body - this was a totem mark tattooed for him by a great shaman himself. As long as he activated it, his strength would double out of thin air.

After just a quarter of an hour, he would fall into a period of weakness.

If you force it to move at this time, your lifespan will be shortened.

However, the Hu general seemed to sense his sudden increase in strength. The eyes under the helmet turned into those of a wild beast, and his strength also increased dramatically. He managed to maintain an equal position with himself. Even with his huge strength, he was unable to suppress him.

Seeing his own troops being slaughtered indiscriminately by these Hu cavalry, Bayan Temur couldn't help feeling panic in his heart.

He and Yesen are not from the same mother, and he is not trusted by Yesen. Otherwise, he should have been sent to lead his own troops to stop the enemy. If I mess up this task, I will definitely be criticized by him, but can I be blamed for my poor command?
This group of barbarians have some magic!

He was panicking and lost some of his strength, so he was suppressed by the Hu general wearing a horn helmet.

...

"Charge! Tell the Jurchens and the Duoyans to bring kerosene and charge. The Ming army doesn't have much gunpowder left. If we charge again, they will surely collapse!"

At this time, Yesen's entire attention was focused on the front battlefield.

Duke Yingguo Zhang Fu was worthy of being an old minister of the Jingnan Campaign. Even though the Ming army had reached the end of its rope and had no other options, he still organized a powerful resistance, making it impossible for them to break through the Ming camp for a while.

"Grandmaster, the leader of the Haixi Jurchens has requested to retreat. Most of their troops have been killed."

"No!"

Yesen was furious.

The strength gap between the Ming and Yuan dynasties was huge. If the Yuan court missed this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to swallow up most of the main forces of the Ming army in the north, how could it have any chance of revival?

"Let the leader of the Haixi Jurchens lead the charge, and send my Qiexue troops to supervise the battle. Anyone who dares to take a step back will be killed!"

Orders were issued one after another.

The Oirat army launched a fierce attack at all costs on the crumbling Ming army's defense line.

Yesen murmured, "What a bunch of idiots who don't care about the overall situation. Just because the Southern Dynasty had a stupid emperor like Zhu Qizhen doesn't mean the next one will be as stupid as him. This is the opportunity given to us by Changshengtian, the only chance to revive the Yuan Dynasty!"

Duke Yingguo Zhang Fu stared at the battle situation without blinking. At the nearest point, some Jurchen barbarians had already overturned the village wall and charged in. The nearest battle situation was less than a hundred meters away from him.

"Master, let's retreat!"

"That's right, Master. Even if you don't allow us two brothers to escort you to evacuate, at least you have to evacuate inside. It's too dangerous here!"

"Cannot withdraw."

Zhang Fu shook his head. At this time, the Ming army was like a taut bowstring, and the Tatars were not stupid. They knew the tactic of surrounding three sides and leaving one side open. Once his central army retreated, it was unknown how many people would be defeated.

Now, the Ming army is relying entirely on the news that reinforcements are coming.

Although he did not think that the foreign delegation could really defeat the Oirat people, as long as the foreign delegation was still there and his big banner was still there, he had the confidence to keep the Ming army from being defeated and inflict the greatest damage on the Tatars.

In this way, at least the probability of the Ti cavalry escorting Zhu Qizhen to break out successfully will be greatly increased.

As long as the emperor can return to Shuntian Prefecture, it will be worth it even if all the nobles and civil officials die there.

"Sir, the Oirat army's central army has also moved. They are heading backwards!"

Zhang Fu was stunned and said quickly, "Erniu, you have the best eyesight. Can you see clearly whether it is the cavalry of the foreign envoys who killed the Tartar cavalry that was blocking them and rushed forward?"

The guards' faces were filled with excitement, their voices trembling, "Yes, yes, sir, the cavalry defeated the Tatar cavalry that was blocking them, and their spears were pointed directly at Yesen's central army banner!"

Zhang Fu felt a black screen before his eyes and was almost overwhelmed by the good news.

"Seriously!"

The guard said excitedly: "Look, sir!"

Zhang Fu stared for a while, and with his dim old eyes he could vaguely see a knight in iron armor, holding high a military flag with a double-headed eagle flying on it, leading the way and charging towards the cavalry sent by the Tatars to intercept him.

"Good, good, it's a blessing for our country and the Ming Dynasty that there is a loyal foreign country!"

(End of this chapter)