I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

This attack was not to kill the Ming army, but to rescue the besieged clansmen.

I also saw the other terrifying generals of the Ming army in the distance just now, so naturally they would not raise any rebuttal opinions, and agreed honestly one by one.

"Dirty dirt..."

Suddenly, the Oirat cavalry was about to launch a charge, when they heard a strange sound from the sky.

They looked up subconsciously, and there were dozens of small black spots flying towards them from the formation of the Ming army.

"What the hell is that!"

One of the cavalrymen looked at the black spot that was getting bigger and bigger, and let out a beep in doubt.

"Peng!"

But before he could take a closer look, the flying black dot reached his eyes in the blink of an eye, smashed his upper body, and pierced through two people before stopping.

"Spread out, watch out for the artillery of the Ming army!"

General Wala, who was observing at the front just now, naturally understood what kind of weapon it was, and loudly reminded the people around him to spread out to minimize casualties.

"Boom!"

But just as he finished speaking, an iron ball rolled to his feet and suddenly exploded. The powerful impact sent him and the three soldiers flying straight away.

And the broken shrapnel, like flying iron butterflies, scattered in all directions.

It was better for the person to wear protection. The horse without any protection was cut to the ground by the flying shrapnel, screaming in pain and bringing the knight on it to the ground.

Although the lethality of the flower bomb is not small, it is just a drop in the bucket for the nearly 3 Oirat cavalry.

Mahamu led the cavalry, withstood the shelling of the Shenji Battalion, and finally hit the defensive line of the Fifth Army Battalion.

The brutal fight officially began.

The shield bearer of the Fifth Army Battalion gritted his teeth and pressed his shield firmly.

The spearman in the rear stabbed forward desperately.

The archers kept drawing their bows and arrows, and fired at the Oirat cavalry.

Every minute and every second, there are countless lives ending here.

The Fifth Army Battalion is indeed the oldest unit among the three major battalions.

Relying on their tenacity and perseverance, under the command of Zhang Fu, the soldiers withstood the impact of Oala.

Although countless Da Ming Erlang's lives were sacrificed for this, they perfectly completed the task assigned by Zhu Di.

"Quick, quick, right here!"

Not far from the battle between the Fifth Army Battalion and the Oirat cavalry, a dozen craftsmen, with the cooperation of dozens of soldiers from the Fifth Army Battalion, quickly adjusted a huge chariot.

On this chariot was the Godly Arrow, the killer weapon of the Shenji Battalion.

After receiving Zhu Di's task, Jiang Huai asked the old craftsmen to push the arrow of the gods to the Fifth Army Battalion.

As for how to use it, Jianghuai let them figure it out.

Jianghuai didn't have much hope for such an unstable and unreliable weapon.

It is God's favor to kill Mahamu.

No, that is as it should be.

When they came to the position where the two sides were fighting, the old craftsmen found a queue without the enemy's impact, pushed the chariot out of the front line, and began to aim at the position where the Mahamu army flag was.

After a while of simple adjustments.

The huge arrow of the gods probably aimed at the location of the Mahamu military flag.

An old craftsman patted the Heavenly God Arrow, and confessed as if he were his own child.

"Little Er, you have to fight for Dad, don't be like your elder brother, who turns around while flying."

"Okay, Lao Zhang, hurry up, there are barbarians coming to our side."

When an old craftsman next to him saw his old friend, he started nagging again. He glanced at the hundreds of Oirat cavalry rushing this way in the distance, and reminded him anxiously.

The old craftsman surnamed Zhang nodded when he heard the words, took the torch handed over by a soldier next to him, lit the fuse that was as thick as the child's arm, and ran into the army formation.

He ran and shouted.

"Hurry up, damn it, my second son is very irritable! Be careful that he gets angry and explodes in his own house."

Chapter 145: Cute little mushroom cloud.

The other craftsmen, who understood the power of this thing, turned their legs into afterimages one by one, and ran into the army formation with all their strength.

Although the soldiers who came to help had never seen the power of this thing, they had seen the usual firecrackers.

In the past, firecrackers the size of a little finger would hurt people when they exploded, but this thing is so big in front of you, you can imagine how powerful the explosion is.

So one by one ran desperately into the army formation, for fear that they would be blown to death by their own stuff if they took a step too late.

He didn't die under the sword of the enemy during this expedition, but was blown to death by his own people. He couldn't be reconciled to death.

Not far away, the Wala cavalry who came running here couldn't help laughing triumphantly when they saw that the Ming army had fled in a hurry before they arrived.

"Hahaha, the weak Ming people don't dare to fight us, what a bunch of idiots!"

"Haha, that's right, the son of our prairie is the real warrior."

"Hey, why did they leave that thing behind, what is it?"

"Whatever it is, it's already our trophy, take it back and show it to the Great Khan."

Hundreds of Wala cavalry laughed and ran to the side of the carriage.

One of them took a knife and knocked curiously, his face full of doubts.

The old craftsman who was observing in the military formation from a distance, saw this scene, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead.

He was really worried that because of the other party's actions, his second son would lose his mind when flying and fly towards his army.

No way, this thing is too difficult to control.

Before flying out, the ghost knows whether he exploded on the spot or went in other directions.

As for the target.

The old craftsman felt that the place where it was targeted should be the safest place due to the unreliable urine nature of this thing.

And just when this group of cavalrymen took the rope and put it on the carriage, and were about to pull this thing back.

The ignited fuse of the Celestial Arrow finally burned to the tail.

"call…"

In an instant.

A long flame dragon more than ten meters long spewed out from the end of the god's arrow.

The two Oirat cavalry standing behind them and their horses instantly became burning men.

At the same time, at the moment when the flame dragon spewed out, the Celestial Arrow mounted on the carriage trembled.

Then, under the watching and praying of a group of craftsmen and army soldiers, dragging a long tail flame, he pushed up an Oirat cavalry in front, and flew frantically towards the Oirat army formation.

"Ah ah ah..."

The rocket flew out, and the flames from behind the tail ignited seven or eight Oirat cavalry who were standing still.

In an instant, there was a lot of screams.

And the arrow of the gods that flew out, perhaps remembering its father's instructions, rushed towards Mahamu's military flag without changing its direction at all.

"Son did a great job!"

Looking at the arrows of the gods rushing madly in the Oala army formation like an iron plow for plowing the land, the old craftsman shouted happily like a child.

The surrounding soldiers also stretched their necks one by one, watching the arrows of the gods crazily moving forward in the Oirat army formation, their eyes widened.

One of the officers, looking at the arrows of the gods that hit hundreds of riders in succession, couldn't help swallowing, and sighed: "This thing is really fierce. If hundreds of them are released together, even the battle will be destroyed." No need to fight, this thing alone can destroy the enemy."

The old craftsman who was cheering excitedly beside him couldn't help but roll his eyes when he heard this.

"Boy, you are dreaming. It will cost tens of thousands of taels of silver to make this thing, and pay back hundreds of pieces. You really don't take money seriously!"

The arrow of the gods was like a mad bull, rampaging through the Oirat cavalry formation.

The Wala cavalry who saw this thing for the first time were almost scared to pee.

One by one, they frantically dodged crying for their father and mother, and kept shouting that this was the punishment of Changshengtian.

Mahamu, who was also shocked by this scene, sat on the horse and stared blankly at the god arrow rushing towards him.

"Longevity God, what is this thing? Is Mingren already so powerful?"

"Khan, go away!"

The guards around Mahamu saw the arrow of the gods getting closer and closer, noticed that Mahamu was standing still, exclaimed, pulled Mahamu's horse and ran to the side.

The other generals didn't care about fighting anymore, and fled like bereaved dogs one by one.

The divine arrow rushed all the way, and rushed straight into the position of Mahamu's banner.

It's just because the kinetic energy is too strong, and it can't be controlled.

The tip of the somewhat flattened arrow of the gods, bearing Mahamu's banner, flew tens of meters before exploding.

"Boom, boom..."

There was a loud noise that shook the sky and the ground, and then a mushroom cloud appeared in the formation of the Oirat cavalry.

The ferocious explosion directly took away hundreds of Oirat cavalry.

Even Mahamu, who was dragged by the guards to escape to other places, was injured by the shock wave, and fell down on his horse, spurting blood from his mouth.

Such a violent explosion attracted everyone's attention.

The two sides that were fighting stopped fighting one after another and looked at the position where the explosion rose.

"Mahamu is dead, Mahamu is dead!"

Zhang Fu, who commanded the fifth army battalion to fight, raised his arms and shouted when he saw this scene.

The surrounding officers and guards also shouted loudly.

Soon, the news of Mahamu's death spread throughout the battlefield.

When the Oirat cavalry saw that the banner was gone, and there was no order from the commander, they all panicked and turned around and ran away regardless of fighting the Ming army.

"Woooooooo..."

The horn of the whole army's attack sounded, and the Ming army shouted and launched a pursuit.

Mahamu, who was rescued by the guards, saw that the situation was over, and gave the order to retreat helplessly.

In this way, the first battle between the Ming army and the Wala army ended with the defeat of the Wala side.

The Ming army pursued for more than 20 miles before withdrawing their troops and returning to the camp under Zhu Di's order.

"Hahaha, good good..."

In the evening, the army set up camp.

Cheers and laughter came from everywhere in the Ming army barracks.

In the big tent in the center, Zhu Di's hearty laughter sounded even more.

The generals were also all smiling, telling each other about the fun of today's battle.

In today's battle, the Ming army won a complete victory.

According to the statistics.

A total of more than [-] people were beheaded in this battle, including Todar, the second most important figure in Wala.

Countless horses and weapons were captured, and thousands of Oirat cavalry were captured.

Since the three Northern Expeditions of Zhu Di's ascension to the throne, this battle can be said to be the biggest.

It is needless to mention Qiu Fu's defeat for the first time.

The second time Zhu Di moved to Beizheng, although he returned with a big victory, in fact, it was more like shopping on the street.