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

"Once!"

The old man, who has been paying attention to the battle on the mountain, saw the flag of Mingzi raised on the mountain on the left, and there was also a fierce melee on the mountain on the right.

Understand that the time to launch a general offensive has come.

The old man, whose blood was boiling all over, drew out his pocket knife and slammed it in front of him.

"Drumming orders, the [-] Battalion will attack."

"Except for the left-behind troops, after the [-] Battalion passes through, they will pass through the Three Gorges Pass one by one and launch a full-scale attack on the enemy's camp!"

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong..."

The passionate sound of war drums resounded throughout the battlefield.

Zhu Gaoxu, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, roared angrily with the weapon in his hand.

"Three thousand battalions attack!"

"Boom...Boom..."

Watching the [-] battalions of cavalry who were seething with excitement on the battlefield, they shouted and followed Zhu Gaoxu to charge.

The other side of the mouth of the Three Gorges.

When the Oirats were attacking the Fifth Army Battalion frantically, a group of cavalry appeared from the side at the back door of the Oirat camp.

Hearing the sound of fierce fighting in the distance, Zhu Zhangui glanced at the Oala camp, which was strictly guarded, and smiled.

He turned his head and said to the one who was tied to the horse next to him.

"Little guy, your grandpa may be defeated."

"However, my Daming is kind and tolerant. Now you go to persuade your grandfather to open the gate of the village and surrender. I, Da Ming, can forget about what he did. As long as he is willing to continue to submit to Da Ming, our Da Ming will allow him to continue to be his King of Shunning!"

Hearing this, he roared angrily as if he had been insulted.

"I want me to ask my grandfather to open the door and surrender. You dream, even if I die, I won't let my grandfather suffer this insult."

Zhu Zhangui smiled indifferently.

Glancing at the gagged Princess Samuel next to her, she pointed out something.

"Your grandma is taking good care of herself!"

Hearing the words first, he glared and roared angrily.

"What do you want to do, I tell you, if you dare to hurt my grandma, I will never let you go."

Zhu Zhangui chuckled, and whispered in his ear first.

"Go and call the door, or I will reward your grandma with these soldiers."

"They've all been in the grassland for half a year. Give your grandma to them. What do you think will happen?"

Yexian's eyes were red with anger, and he stared at Zhu Zhangui, wishing to swallow him alive, but finally two words popped out of his teeth.

"I go!"

Zhu Zhangui nodded in satisfaction, and waved at a soldier.

The soldier who received the order took out a rope and put it around Yexian's neck, leading him forward like an animal.

Sitting on the horse, he watched Yexian who was led to call the door.

Zhu Zhangui felt happy in his heart.

The God of War emperor of Ming Dynasty was also forced to call the door first, which completely embarrassed the Ming Dynasty.

It also made many fans feel very aggrieved.

Today he wants to get back this hatred, not for the god of war who had no chance to be born, but to calm the aggrieved and depressed in his heart.

Mahamu in the big camp, the moment he received the news that the cavalry of the Ming army appeared in the rear, he handed over the command of the front battle to others, and quickly rushed to the rear camp.

As soon as he arrived at the place, he saw his grandson Yexian being led forward like an animal.

"asshole!"

His grandson was so humiliated, Mahamu was so angry that he punched the stake hard.

"say."

The cavalry led Mahamu to the camp a stone's throw away.

While staring vigilantly at the Oirats in the camp, angrily drawing the full moon to aim at him, he kicked Yexian with his feet.

She turned her head and glared at him fiercely.

The soldiers were not afraid, and raised their horsewhip in front of countless Wala people, and whipped it hard first.

"Tell me, think about your grandma, if I am not satisfied with what you said, I will be the first to come."

Ye Xian almost gritted his teeth, turned his head and looked at the camp and shouted.

"Grandpa, I'm Yexian. The general of Da Ming asked me to send you a message. As long as you open the door and surrender, Da Ming will not be blamed for what you did. As long as you choose to surrender, you can continue to be King Shunning."

"Grandpa, give up. We lost this battle. In order not to let more people die in vain, please choose to give up!"

After finishing speaking, he knelt on the ground and cried bitterly in the astonished eyes of the Wala people in the camp.

Chapter 153: The future hero will also fall first.

Looking at the child kneeling outside, being held by someone like an animal and crying on the ground.

The Oirat soldiers behind the camp fence were silent.

The grandsons of Da Khan were all captured alive, and their family members must not be able to escape. It is estimated that they have become captives of the Ming army now.

Thinking of the captured family members, the soldiers were a little worried, and looked at Mahamu one after another, looking at him with pleading eyes, hoping that he could make the right choice.

Mahamu, who was stared at by everyone, clenched his fists tightly, and stared fixedly at his crying grandson, his wife and another grandson who were pushed out of the formation by the Ming army.

surrender!

He was not reconciled.

He Mahamu has planned all his life, and now he commands the entire Wala.

As long as the Ming army is defeated, and Alutai, Wuliangha and others are dealt with, he will be the new generation of hero on the grassland.

When he rectifies the entire grassland and leads an army of millions to the south, the glory of the Great Yuan will reappear on him.

Although there were all kinds of pride in his heart, the reality gave him a heavy blow.

The Wala people in the main position ahead are being beaten back by the Ming army.

The cavalry of the Ming army appeared in the rear, and the base camp of the side was occupied by the Ming army again, so he had no chance.

This is the situation.

If the Ming army sent someone to persuade him and give him a step, he, Mahamu, would go down the donkey along the slope.

But the Ming army chose this most aggressive method.

He loves the grandson whom he has high hopes for the most.

He was being led like an animal.

He even persuaded himself to surrender in front of all his clansmen and enemies.

This humiliation and humiliation Mahamu could not accept.

Under everyone's gaze, Mahamu took off his bow and arrow.

As a hero on the grassland, he was also a brave warrior when he was young.

Although I am old now, I don't have the strength of my youth.

But the talent bestowed on him by the gods has made him enter old age, and it is not comparable to ordinary people.

The bow in his hand is made of top-quality ox horn and top-quality beef tendon, and its shooting range and pulling force are several times that of ordinary bows and arrows.

Ordinary people let alone draw bows and shoot arrows.

It is very difficult to pull the bowstring.

Pulling out a spiked arrow, Mahamu, under the panicked eyes of the people around him, used all his strength to draw the bow at the full moon and aimed at Yexian.

"Son, grandpa is sorry for you. If there is an afterlife, grandpa will pay you back!"

"Khan, don't!"

The guard next to him quickly reached out to stop him.

Mahamu dodged it, kicked it away, and then aimed at it and let go of the bowstring first.

"Whoosh!"

The arrow pierced through the air, made a sharp howl, and flew towards Yexian who seemed to have sensed it.

Seeing the arrow flying towards him, Ye Xian's dusty face with teardrops on it showed a smile.

"puff!"

The spiked arrow pierced Yexian's face under the unconfident eyes of Princess Samuel.

In the future, Ye Xian, who defeated the Ming God of War in Tumu Fortress and forced the Ming Dynasty to almost move its capital, died at the hands of his grandfather who loved him the most before he could take off.

"Mahamu!"

Princess Samuel, who was unbound from her mouth, stared blankly at the child who fell on the ground.

She opened her mouth involuntarily, trying to cry out in pain, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't make a sound.

It took a long time for her to recover, and she let out an angry and desperate tearing roar at the Oara camp.

Regardless of the pain and sorrow of his wife, Mahamu looked at all the Wala soldiers who were staring at him in shock.

"We haven't failed yet. If we surrender now, our people will become slaves of the Ming people, and we will lose the protection of the Longevity Heaven, and we will never be free again."

"Boys, we still have the power to fight. We will defeat the Ming army and save our family members. Whoever dares to surrender will be killed!"

After all, Mahamu said to a leader beside him: "I'll leave this place to you. I'll go to the front. If this place falls before I beat back the Ming army, I will personally send you and your family to see Changsheng." sky!"

After speaking, he didn't take a look outside, but strode forward.

Seeing Ye Xian who was shot dead, Zhu Zhangui was also stunned for a while.

Also died like this first.

He still plans to toss and toss this future hero.

As a result, it disappeared like this, and my heart suddenly felt a little empty.

Zhu Zhangui shook his head, looked at the Wala camp and sighed.

"As expected of a hero, ruthless enough!"

Then he turned his head and asked Yu Qian who was also silent beside him.

"How many thunderbolts do we have?"

Yu Qian, who also served as a temporary logistics officer, had already recorded these data in his mind, and replied without hesitation.

"Thirteen!"

Zhu Zhangui nodded.

"Enough!"

Rama turned his head to face the hundreds of personal guards behind him, Zhu Zhanguilang said.

"I need a group of dead soldiers to blow up the enemy's camp gate. Regardless of success or failure, each person will be rewarded with a thousand silver. Those who are alive will receive it personally. If they are dead, I will send someone to your home. Move your mind, if you have a wish, raise your hand!"

Swish!

More than 300 personal guards raised their hands collectively without even hesitating.

Even without this reward, as Zhu Zhangui's closest followers, they are willing to do everything for Zhu Zhangui, even at the expense of their own lives.

Looking at the guards who collectively raised their hands, Zhu Zhangui's eyes were full of relief.

In life, there are so many subordinates who are willing to follow to the death, no regrets.

"If there is only one brother in the family, let go!"