My Daming New Empire

Xuanzhen, who was behind him on the left, was a little slower than him, and was also splashed with blood on his trouser leg. Looking at the flesh and blood tissue exposed from the man's neck, he felt like vomiting.

He couldn't understand at all why Zhu Zhanji hadn't killed anyone before, but why he was not afraid of killing people at all.

And Yang Zhangde, who was following Xuanzhen, saw Zhu Zhanji's skillful killing moves, and couldn't help feeling cold.He thought he was ruthless enough, but when he was 16 years old, let alone killing people, he was afraid of even killing a pig!

However, this also made him realize Zhu Zhanji's ruthlessness, and he warned himself in his heart not to betray His Highness.

The army of the Oirats was blocked by the Tatars. Although the two nations are almost the same nation, heresy is more hateful than the enemy.

Therefore, the fight between them was even more tragic.

The blocking of the Tatars gave Zhu Zhanji more chances to kill the enemy. His bloody BMW had an astonishing speed. Although he deliberately controlled the speed, he still caught up with the Oirats faster than others.

The joy of killing made him very excited at this time, holding a horizontal knife, he aimed at a Wala man in armor.

Compared with the richness of Ming Dynasty, the Wala people are so poor that they can't even afford salt. Unlike the army of Ming Dynasty, they have standard military uniforms, but rely entirely on their personal ability to arm themselves.

Being able to wear armor is definitely a big man among the Oirats.

The other party was surprised when he saw Zhu Zhanji riding a sweaty BMW.But then he saw that he was a kid with a cruel smile, and rode his horse towards Zhu Zhanji.

"I know you, you are the grandson of Emperor Ming, I killed you...ah!"

Zhu Zhanji flicked the blood on the horizontal knife and moved his wrist twice. "Villains often fail because they talk too much nonsense."

In terms of force, he was not stronger than the opponent. When the two knives collided, his wrist was slightly bruised under the opponent's slam.But his horizontal knife was really powerful. The opponent's saber was cut off directly, and then his head was split in half by Zhu Zhanji.

Xuanzhen looked at the white and red ones leaking out of his head like tender tofu, and couldn't control himself anymore, lying on the horse and vomited.

Although he has profound skills, he is a monk after all and has never experienced this scene at all.

Zhu Zhanji didn't see this scene, because he had already found other people excitedly.

Yang Zhangde rushed forward and filled Xuanzhen's position. "Brother, you are a monk, the battlefield is not where you come from, and let me protect His Highness for you."

He speeded up and rushed towards a soldier who was about to attack Zhu Zhanji from the side. He stabbed the opponent's abdomen with a knife, and with a flick of his wrist, he disemboweled him.

"Your Highness, I'm here to help you!"

Zhu Zhanji turned his head and took a look, just in time to see the soldier fall from his horse.He laughed and said, "Then let's compare and see who gets the most heads!"

But this time, it was no longer a single-handed battle.The guards of Habayashi Zuowei rushed forward and finally caught up, forming a fan shape, protecting Zhu Zhanji's left and right sides.

Zhu Zhanji no longer has any worries. He and the people around him formed an arrow and directly inserted into the Oirat army.

Habayashi Zuowei is one of the most elite troops in Daming, so their joining quickly reversed the situation on the battlefield.Their battle with the Oirats was almost overwhelming.

Of course, this is not to say that Habayashi Zuowei is stronger than the Oirats, but that the Ming-style armor on them played a big role.

The Oirat army has always been dominated by light cavalry. Relying on the mobility of light cavalry, they conquered Asia and most of Europe.

But if they lose the space to attack, they are definitely not as good as Habayashi who has better protection.

Zhu Zhanji, who is at the forefront of the arrow, doesn't have to worry about the sides and the back. His horizontal knife keeps switching back and forth between his hands, and almost all the enemies facing him are not his one-shot enemies.

Being able to achieve such an excellent record stems from his rich fighting experience and agility in his previous life, and more importantly, this meteorite horizontal knife is really powerful.

Mahamu, who was rushing forward, couldn't help crying when he saw such a result.In his eyes, the Oirat cavalry, who were invincible, had no power to fight back when faced with firearms.

The damage caused by firearms to the Oirat cavalry is not only physical, but also psychological.

Losing one-third of their manpower just after the battle shattered their confidence.

He could no longer just watch his own people being massacred. If Da Ming's army surrounded them, they would have no chance to escape.

So he let out a long sigh, and told his left and right: "Blow the trumpet!"

Now they no longer wanted to kill how many Tatars and Daming people. His first consideration was to flee as soon as possible with the living and preserve his strength.

However, Daming and the Tatars would not let them escape easily, and they all jumped up and chased after them.

(To make a little digression. During the second Northern Expedition in history, Daming maimed the Wala people, and killed more than a dozen princes. Mahamu was captured and killed by Alutai afterward. His only living son, Tuo Huan He was also caught by Alutai and made a slave. The Oirats only dared to move around Lake Baikal for more than ten years, and did not dare to go south. Until the son of Tuohuan also rose first, and finally unified all the ethnic groups in the grassland, the Oirats were talented Rejuvenated.

But in the writings of literati, Zhu Di's Northern Expedition was a waste of money and food.It is said that Zhu Di killed thousands of people, and that Daming suffered heavy casualties and had to retreat.However, this positional battle in history was the first time that the firearms of the Shenji Battalion really showed their power. During the fight, thousands of soldiers from the Shenji Battalion fired three-stage strikes, directly maiming the Wala people.Those literati themselves couldn't justify themselves, because they couldn't deny the existence of firearms, so they only briefly described it vaguely.

Just think about it. After a war, the Oirats declined for decades and did not dare to go south, and Meng Yuan never dared to fight against the Ming Dynasty again. You can already see how successful Zhu Di's Northern Expedition was.As for the next three Northern Expeditions, they were not fighting against Wala, but against Arutai. Arutai ran away every time when he heard the news, so he didn't achieve greater results.Zhu Di's martial arts will not be evaluated for the time being, but his martial arts definitely surpassed more than 90.00% of the emperors in history.And the history of the Ming Dynasty... really makes people unbelievable! )

Chapter 54 Victory

The withdrawal of the Oirats caused them to lose a large number of soldiers, and they fled in a hurry, destined to show their backs to the enemy.

The death of this part of the people brought obstacles to the pursuit of the army, which also allowed some Oirats to escape.

However, neither the Ming Dynasty nor the Tatars were willing to give up this opportunity, especially the Tatars. They wanted to kill all the Mahamu family, so that the Tatars could win the support of other tribes again.

The various tribes on the grassland use this method to control the power on the grassland in turn.

Zhu Di may still have the idea of ​​not wanting to kill them all, because in his mind, he has no idea of ​​staying in the grassland at all.

But Zhu Zhanji doesn't care about these things. Now he's working hard to kill people, so let's talk about it after he's had a good time.

Chasing after the enemy's back, the new recruits vigorously pursued the enemy.

Zhu Zhanji no longer remembered how many people he had killed. The meteorite horizontal knife, which was originally extremely hard, left a gap in the slashing.

His arms were already numb, but his spirit was still extremely excited.

chasing, being chased...

The sky had already darkened, and when it was about to get dark on the grassland, it would quickly darken within 10 minutes.

Since the Oirats had several horses, they could change their mounts and escape, but the Ming soldiers who were chasing them did not have so many horses, and their mounts were exhausted.

Yang Zhangde, who had been following Zhu Zhanji all the time, because of his strong body, the Mongolian horse under him was crippled, his hooves softened, and he collapsed in the grass.

Yang Zhangde, who was sitting on it, was thrown down all of a sudden. He was not injured in the battle, but because of this reason, his face was scratched.

Zhao Yongliang shouted loudly: "Your Highness, it's already dark, and the poor should not chase after you."

Seeing that most of their horses were dying, Zhu Zhanji had no choice but to stop, spitting a little angrily. "I am unwilling to completely wipe out the enemy!"

Yiqingzi said with a smile: "Your Highness has already made a great contribution by killing 43 enemies today."

"43 people, don't remember."

"I will help His Highness remember that if one of them is not Prince Oara, he is also General Oara!"

At this time, other Ming soldiers who were chasing the enemy in front also returned with their trophies. When they saw Zhu Zhanji's guard of honor, they came to salute one after another.