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

Needless to say, the guard battalion is equipped with the best equipment.

Qian Qianhu is one of his own, and in order to show the other generals of the [-] Battalion, Zhu Zhangui paid for the armor and weapons he equipped with himself.

The other soldiers of the [-] Battalion still carried flintlock pistols, while Qian Qianhu's team carried the latest enhanced revolver.

When Zhu Zhangui's combat order was issued, the cavalry controlled the horses and drew their pistols, ready to fight.

100 meters, 80 meters, 70 meters…

When the two sides approached 50 meters, Zhu Zhangui took the lead in attacking.

"Bang bang bang..."

There were bursts of gunfire, and more than 1000 enhanced revolvers shot all the ammunition directly to the opposite side.

The revolver has 6 rounds of bullets, and this sudden burst is more than 6000 rounds of bullets.

When the gunshot fell, the people on the other side turned their backs on their backs, and the horse that fell down after being shot caused even more confusion.

In this round of attacks, at least 800 people fell down on the other side.

"Damn it, fight back... fight back..."

The general of the Tatar cavalry, seeing that he had lost 700 men just after he took over his side, was very angry.

While controlling his horse to move forward, he drew his bow and arrow and ordered his cavalry to fight back immediately.

Although the distance between the two sides was still more than 40 meters, he couldn't control it anymore, and he could shoot one to death.

"Om~ Whoosh..."

Bursts of bowstrings sounded, and spiked arrows roared towards the Ming army.

But what made the Tatar general's nose almost crooked was that after firing a round of guns, the cunning Ming army turned around, turned to the right, and went in other directions.

"Asshole, chase after me!"

Most of the round of arrow rain was empty, and the general roared angrily. As the leader, he turned his horse's head and chased after the Ming army.

The long cavalry team at the back followed closely after seeing the turn in front.

What used to be walking side by side turned into one chase and one escape.

After running for four or five miles in a row, some horses of the Tatar cavalry finally couldn't bear it anymore, and slowly slowed down, changing from galloping to slowing down.

The huge Tatar cavalry corps also slowly lengthened and divided into several echelons.

"Your Highness, their horses are dying!"

Zhu Zhangui, who was leading the soldiers forward, glanced back at the Tatar cavalry who were walking slowly.

"Haha, feng shui turns around. Don't these prairie barbarians like to sneak around? Now they have finally tasted the bad results. You guys are going back to fly kites with me!"

"Oh ho ho ho..."

After bursts of strange roars, the cavalry team of the Ming army was divided into two. Zhu Zhangui and Qian Qianhu each led a team, and launched an attack on the Tatars from the left and the right.

"Bang bang bang..."

Bursts of gunfire accompanied by gunpowder smoke sounded on the grassland, and there were also angry roars of Tatars and howls before dying.

When the Tatars wanted to counterattack several times, Zhu Zhangui would turn around and leave with his troops.

The Tatars wanted to retreat, so Zhu Zhangui led the team to follow behind and shoot.

Anyway, you chase me and run, you run and I chase, and I will go up and beat you when you slow down. If you want the horse to recover its strength, I will not let you recover.

Zhu Zhangui fully demonstrated the characteristics of the dog skin plaster, and the Tatar cavalry general screamed angrily.

So fucking aggrieved.

They used to walk others before, but this was the first time they had tasted being walked.

Ma Hao is amazing.

Horses can bully people.

If you have the ability, let's go down to a 1-on-1 duel. What kind of skill is riding a horse and flying a kite.

As the two sides chased and fought, the originally scattered fighting teams became more and more scattered.

In the afternoon, there were less than 5000 Tatar cavalry generals left, and other sparse grasslands were everywhere.

"It's almost there, it's time to collect the head!"

After a round of cavalry and shooting, the cavalry led by Zhu Zhangui did not go around directly like the previous rounds, but under the horrified eyes of the Tatar generals, they drew their swords and launched a charge.

"kill!"

The cavalry from both sides collided fiercely.

One side is moving forward slowly, while the other side is hitting fiercely.

Zhu Zhangui turned into a sharp knife of the whole army and stabbed fiercely into the Tatar cavalry formation.

The collision of war horses, the collision of weapons, the breaking of bones, and the wailing of death are constantly ringing in this grassland.

After a round of rampage, the Tatar cavalry was directly reduced by 1/3.

Zhu Zhangui wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the panicked Tatar cavalry, raised his knife and charged again.

At dusk, vultures howl.

On the grassland illuminated by the setting sun, a broken flag fluttered slowly in the evening breeze.

On the vast grassland, corpses were scattered all over the ground. The horse that lost its owner lay down next to the owner's body, howling in a low voice, trying to wake up its companion who had been with it for so many years.

But its partner could no longer open his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep forever, sleeping on this unknown grassland.

"Your Highness, the troops on the main battlefield have already been withdrawn. The Tatar cavalry did not break through our line of defense, and they still suffered considerable losses!"

"Your Majesty asked me to send you an order not to return to the camp for the time being. He guessed that Alutai might be running away in the next two days, so he asked you to go outside and see if you can block it!"

On a high slope, Zhu Zhangui sat cross-legged on the ground with his helmet in his arms, watching the battlefield at dusk while recovering his strength.

Hu Yu, who was returning to his life by his side, conveyed the old man's explanation to him.

A medical officer on the side carefully bandaged Zhu Zhangui's wound.

After an afternoon of fighting, Zhu Zhangui paid more than 1000 casualties and wiped out most of the more than 1 Tatar cavalry chasing him.

It was a brilliant victory, one that would even go down in history if it had been a solo war.

It's a pity that this is a big battle involving millions of people, and a small war on the edge is probably mentioned in the history books.

If this victory was not brought by Zhu Zhangui, I am afraid that he would not even be eligible for the record.

"I see, let the people send the injured brother back first, and the horses should also be brought back. These guys have been running for a day, and they are exhausted enough. Let them go back and have a good rest!"

"Uh, I sent the horse back, what shall we ride?"

Hu Yu didn't say anything, but Qian Qianhu, who came to report the harvest, was a little anxious when he heard that Zhu Zhangui was going to send the horse back.

Zhu Zhangui glanced at the tall man with a smile, "Don't worry, your horse is indispensable."

The reason why Hu Yu was asked to go back to report was because in the battle just now, the shoulder where Zhu Zhangui was hanging the walkie-talkie was cut off, the walkie-talkie was rotten to half, and he was also injured.

Unable to contact the old man remotely, Hu Yu had to run back to report.

After Hu Yu went down to make arrangements, Zhu Zhangui moved his bandaged shoulder and thanked the medical officer.

When only Qian Qianhu was left by his side, Zhu Zhangui looked at him and asked in a low voice.

"Tired? Do you still have the ability to fight?"

Sitting on the ground, Qian Qianhu, who was also watching the sunset, turned her head abruptly.

Zhu Zhangui looked at him and smiled.

Qian Qianhu looked in the direction of the Tatar camp, grinned, scratched his head and said naively.

"I became a soldier just to get promoted and get rich, tiredness counts as fart!"

Chapter 245: The head of the enemy is dead, and those who surrender will not be killed.

"Your Highness, didn't we attack the Tatar camp at night? Why did we sleep here?"

Behind a small hill dozens of miles away from the main battlefield, except for the soldiers on guard duty, everyone else was sleeping soundly.

Qian Yu, who was preoccupied with Qian Qianhu attacking the camp at night, looked at Zhu Zhangui, who was squinting and fanning beside him, and asked suspiciously.

"Who told you that we are going to attack the Tatar camp at night?" Zhu Zhangui also looked at him suspiciously.

Qian Yu was stunned for a moment, scratching his head, as if Zhu Zhangui really didn't say that he would attack the Tatar camp at night.

"Then what do you mean by asking if your subordinates still have the power to fight?"

The folding fan in Zhu Zhangui's hand sped up slightly.

"Sleep at ease, you will know tomorrow."

Qian Yu: ...

Raiding the Tatar camp, what a joke.The guards are so strict, just a few thousand people like myself ran over and died?

In the Tatar camp, Alutai looked at the several cavalry generals in front of him, and his forehead was throbbing with veins.

In just one day of fighting, his more than 6 cavalry lost nearly 2 people.

The pursuit of the cavalry flying the banner of the King of Han was a little better, but only two or three thousand people were lost.

And those who chased the emperor's grandson's banner lost more than half of them directly, and killed or injured 8000 to [-] people. Those who escaped later also exhausted the horse half to death, and they must have no fighting power tomorrow.

"asshole!"

Thinking of the horses that were limp on the ground as soon as they got back to the camp, Alutai raised his foot angrily, and kicked the general chasing Zhu Zhangui to the ground.

This guy's life is big enough, and he fled back in the middle of the melee, and he didn't even suffer any injuries.

The general who fell on the ground quickly got up and knelt on the ground, kowtowing frantically to explain.

"Grand Master, please forgive me, Grand Master, please forgive me. It's really not the last general's fault. The enemy's horsepower is much stronger than ours. The horses on our side are weak when they run, but they can continue to attack on the other side. Don’t blame the last general!”

The other cavalry generals also had cold sweat on their foreheads.

Don't look at Arutai who is easy to talk to at ordinary times, but he is not relentless when it comes to killing people.

The group lost so much in one day, there must be someone who will be Alutai's punching bag.

"puff!"

A steel knife flashed by, and the head of the frantically kowtowing general flew out. Under the squeeze of the chest cavity, the dark red blood sprayed far away, and several cavalry generals around were all splashed all over.

"Whoa!"

This scene startled the generals, and they all knelt down on the ground.

Alutai, who was holding a blood-stained steel knife in his hand, saw how many people were kneeling on the ground and didn't dare to lift their heads. He really wanted to pick up the knife and chop up these trash.

It can be imagined that changing the battle will be a taboo, and I can only grit my teeth.

"Don't worry about those Ming army cavalry tomorrow. After today's battle, their horsepower is probably not much better. When the battle starts tomorrow, your task is to attack the Ming army's infantry camp for me, wait for the opportunity to launch a charge, fight Disrupt their formation!"

Alutai didn't plan to play anymore, and even planned to use cavalry, the last thing he wanted to face was to attack the infantry phalanx.

Although the generals were bitter in their hearts, they could only grit their teeth and agree when they saw Alutai's cannibalistic eyes.

Attacking the army of the Ming army is not necessarily dead. If you dare to reject Alutai, or even put forward a different idea, you will definitely die.

They could see that Alutai had been driven crazy, and he planned to fight the Ming army with his life.

After driving away several cavalry generals, Alutai sat on a chair tiredly and asked the general in charge of the investigation.

"Has the security work in the camp been done well? Have all the cavalry of the Ming army returned?"

"Back to Grand Master, the vigilance has been raised to the highest point, and the secret whistle has been enlarged five miles away."

"The Ming army, their cavalry went back in the evening."

Speaking of this, the general hesitated for a moment, and added: "It may be because the horses have been running for a day, and they are afraid of getting tired. They are all camping with horses!"

In fact, what the people below reported was that they only saw a large number of horses entering the barracks, and the people did not see many.

But the general thought that the Ming army led the horse into the camp because they were afraid of being tired after running for a day.

Coupled with the lost war horses on our side, it is normal that few people see the dense crowd of horses like a tide.