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

Zhu Gaosui, who is experienced in combat, gave the order to throw the grenade quickly without any hesitation.

Around him, half of the members of the stormtroopers continued to fire, suppressing the firepower on the other side, while the other half quickly took off the grenade on their bodies, pulled the ring and threw it towards the other side.

"Boom boom boom..."

Dozens of explosions sounded, and screams came from the opposite side.

"rush!"

Zhu Gaosui, who had bloodshot eyes, waved his big hand, stepped on large and small stones, and rushed up the gap.

"Be careful, Your Highness!"

Suddenly, a stormtrooper threw Zhu Gaosui to the ground. Before Zhu Gaosui could react, he heard a dense explosion.

"Cough cough..."

After rolling a few times on the ground, Zhu Gaosui got up and coughed heavily.

"Brother, it's okay!"

At this time, the entire battlefield was covered by gunpowder smoke and dust. Let alone observing the situation on the battlefield, the situation on the opposite side could not be clearly seen from 10 meters away.

Zhu Gaosui, whose eyes were blinded by the smoke, wiped the corners of his eyes vigorously, while asking the soldier who rescued him just now.

"Your Highness, he is dead!"

A reply sounded behind him, Zhu Gaosui squeezed his eyes, tried his best to open his eyes and looked back, and saw the soldier protecting him, whose chest was pierced by a wooden thorn as thick as an arm, staring at him, unwilling looking at the sky.

Zhu Gaosui was silent for a while, stretched out his hand to pull off the tag on the opponent's neck, stuffed it into his pocket, took the submachine gun handed over by the guard next to him, and loaded "Kacha" in one go.

"Ghost grandma Gouyue, I don't believe that I can't take down this broken wall, so let me charge!"

With a roar, the second charge was launched again.

At the same time, the stormtroopers also learned to behave well this time. As long as they saw any targets holding boxes, barrels or even cloth bags on the gap, they would focus their fire and shoot directly.

Just now, a few guys dropped the gunpowder barrel directly from above, which caused the stormtroopers to retreat.

In the observation post on the other side of the river, the old man held the binoculars tightly with both hands, and kept patrolling the entire battlefield.

Although the opposite side was already covered by gunpowder smoke and dust, and he couldn't see anything through the binoculars, he still didn't stop observing.

Behind him, Zhang Fu, Zhu Zhangui, and a group of veterans and staff officers kept inserting flags on the sand table.

And beside a row of radio stations, a communications soldier kept reporting the situation on the battlefield.

"The Sixth Battalion of the Vanguard Corps reported that the attack was blocked, and the enemy's resistance was very strong. We requested artillery support."

"The fourth brigade of the Pioneer Regiment reported that the enemy's resistance was very strong in the gap on the left of No. 3. Now the enemy has jumped down with explosives on their backs. They suffered heavy casualties and requested to evacuate the battlefield to rest."

Looking down at the sand table, Zhang Fu, who was listening to various reports, did not stop for a moment, and kept giving or replying to various orders.

"Tell Sixth Battalion to fire flares into enemy territory to direct the artillery to targets."

"Order the Seventh Brigade to replace the Fourth Brigade, tell Zhang Hao to send the injured brothers down, and he will continue to assist the Seventh Brigade with the troops."

"Report to the Jianghuai Corps!"

A relatively leisurely radio soldier suddenly stood up and said the news that lifted the spirits of everyone present.

Zhang Fu stepped forward quickly, took the microphone, and quickly asked, "Jianghuai, where are you now?"

"Master, I am now less than 20 miles away from the Baisha defense line, and it is estimated that I will reach the battlefield in an hour."

"Okay, great!"

"When you arrive at the place, immediately lead your troops to launch a harassment attack to the enemy's rear and assist the main army in front to fight."

"Yes." Jiang Huai responded first, and then asked with concern:

"Master, are you fighting hard?"

Zhang Fu smiled, "It's still under control, well, don't ask any more questions, and rush to the battlefield as soon as possible."

After speaking, he threw the microphone to the communication, and he quickly returned to Sha, picked up a flag and planted it behind the Baisha defense line.

"Jianghuai Corps will arrive in an hour, and we have decided on this Baisha line of defense today."

Zhang Fu's words made the tense atmosphere in the observation post suddenly much easier.

Seeing that the battle was under control, Zhu Zhangui came to the old man, looked at the smoke and dust in the distance, and the battlefield full of gunshots, and said slowly: "Grandpa, Jianghuai has arrived. We can overcome this natural danger today." Take it down."

The old man nodded and sighed softly: "Now the war is easy to fight. If it were left in the past, this kind of natural danger type defense line, without hundreds of thousands of troops, will definitely not be able to take it down after fighting for several years or even ten years. "

Zhu Zhangui calmly smiled and said calmly: "Technology has not only changed people's lives, but also changed the situation of war."

"In the future, this kind of natural danger defense will not be a pressure anymore. The most difficult thing is the street fighting in the city. That kind of intricate environment is the real meat grinder. No matter how advanced the weapons are, there will be enemies around them. In complex situations, it may not be possible to take advantage of it.”

The old man nodded in agreement, held up his binoculars and continued to look at the battlefield, and said softly: "That's why we want to end the war in our generation, so that future generations will not face the suffering of war."

Zhu Zhangui was silent when he heard the words. The old man had a good idea, but who knows what will happen in the future.

I hope that as the old man thought, there will be no wars after the Ming Dynasty unifies the world.

is it possible?

"Da da da…"

A short burst of fire knocked down a few Timurid soldiers who were running slowly. Zhu Gaosui, whose face was blackened by gunpowder smoke, looked at the Timur soldiers who were holding guns in the distance and did not dare to step forward and laughed.

After a desperate fight, the stormtrooper led by Zhu Gaosui finally rushed to the city wall of Baishaguan from the gap at the cost of more than a dozen casualties.

In such a narrow area, the power of the submachine gun was fully utilized.

The Timur Empire counterattacked several times, but was repulsed by dozens of submachine guns.

Now in front of Zhu Gaosui and others, there are corpses more than one meter high, all of which were left by Timur soldiers.

And at the gap under the city wall, four heavy machine guns lined up, shooting crazily at the inside of the city wall. In front of them, no less than tens of thousands of corpses had already fallen.

Such a heavy casualty, even a unit with a firm will can't bear it.

Now the soldiers of the Timurid Empire dare not go up no matter how the officers yell and curse.

Zhu Gaosui led the people forward a little bit, and the other side would be frightened and retreated in embarrassment, without any fighting spirit at all.

That is to say, there is a supervising team watching from behind, otherwise the gang of Timur soldiers might have run away long ago.

Da Ming is really terrifying, this is not a communication between people at all, for them, the feeling of fighting with Da Ming is like challenging the gods, so that they can hardly see any hope of victory.

"Report to the headquarters that we have occupied part of the city wall, and the morale of the enemy has dropped to freezing point, please ask for reinforcements!"

Zhu Gaosui didn't rush over with a single brain, not because he was afraid of death, but because he ran out of ammunition.

Now he only has a dozen bullets left in his hand. If the other side rushes over again, he has no other choice but to choose close combat.

Fortunately, they were intimidated by them, otherwise they would definitely take this opportunity to snatch the city wall back and drive Zhu Gaosui and others down.

"Are you really going to lose?"

When the Ming army was fighting for the city wall with the army of the Timur Empire, Shah Ruh, who was commanding the army in the rear, heard all the bad reports, and his expression was full of bewilderment.

Originally, he thought that with the natural protection of the white sand and the powerful equipment of the army, it would be no problem to block Daming for a year or so.

Unexpectedly, in just one day, the defense of the outer city wall was breached by Daming.

At this time, the Ming army may be tired and resting. If the Ming army did not rest, the outer line of defense may have been occupied by Ming.

"Damn it, Aumurad, I believed in your ghosts. If I had known this, I should have taken refuge with Daming instead of going crazy with you."

The bad news made Shaharu feel extremely irritable. When he received the report that the Ming army, which had been repaired, launched an attack again, he angrily pushed everything in front of him to the ground and cursed.

At this moment, he forgot who was looking for Osman and who proposed the alliance idea.

"Your Majesty, something is wrong. The Ming army appeared behind our army, and the number was no less than 5."

An officer rushed in and reported a piece of news to everyone present, which was the last thing they wanted to hear.

"It's over!"

When he heard that the Ming army had also appeared behind his home, Shah Ruh immediately thought of the occupied plateau.

He didn't expect the Ming army to be so ruthless that they turned over from the plateau without fear of hardships and dangers. You must know that before the war, he had never considered that the Ming army would turn over from the plateau.

Because in his mind, human beings will never be able to conquer the mountain that soars into the clouds.

But now the Ming army has done it, and he is also in danger of being attacked back and forth.

Chapter 376: The Personal Charm of Emperor Yongle!

"Stand at attention~"

The resounding slogan spread throughout the entire Baisha defense line and reached the ears of every Ming soldier.

"Whoa!"

Standing on the city wall, on the landing field outside the wall, or standing among the enemy's corpses, every soldier stood neatly, looking straight at the group of people walking slowly.

Slowly stopping, the old man looked around slowly.

His face was blackened by gunpowder smoke, his clothes were torn from the battle, or he was bandaged because of his injuries.

He wanted to keep every soldier deeply in his mind, and he paused slightly to look at every face carefully.

Looking at those young and immature but very resolute faces, the old man seemed to recall him when he followed General Xu Da to the battlefield for the first time.

Decades have passed in a blink of an eye, new people have replaced old people, the old faces have disappeared, and now they are replaced by young faces.

Although the faces of these soldiers were unfamiliar and immature, for some reason, the old man gradually merged the appearance of all the soldiers with the appearance of those old brothers.

After tidying up his military uniform like an ordinary soldier, the old man faced all the soldiers, slowly raised his hand, and solemnly entered into a military salute.

This ceremony was very long, and it came from the old man's heart.

"Take a break!"

Slowly withdrawing his hand, the old man said softly to Zhu Zhangui who was following him.

Zhu Zhangui nodded and raised his hands to salute all the soldiers.

"Everyone has it, take it easy!"

"Whoa!"

All the soldiers straddled their guns and looked at the commander group without leaving for a moment.

There were many soldiers present, and it was the first time they saw the Supreme Emperor and His Highness the Crown Prince so closely. Many of them were very excited and refused to look away for a moment.

"Today is the first day of October in the fourth year of Hongxi, a day that shocked the world, and a day that will be recorded in the annals of Ming Dynasty."

The old man's voice was loud, and his voice reached the ears of every soldier through the loudspeaker in front.

"Because just today, you have accomplished an impossible thing, and with the fastest speed in history, you have won the most difficult and dangerous pass in the world!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The old man's last roar completely detonated the entire battlefield. All the soldiers raised their weapons and roared loudly, venting their excitement. At the same time, they told the dead brothers that their achievements were recognized by the Supreme Emperor and the world. recognized.

"I thank each of you and those brothers who died in battle. It is you who guarded the safety of Daming with your blood and life. It is your tenacious will that defeated one enemy after another peeping at the Central Plains."

"For thousands of years, our Central Plains has been bullied by foreigners. Countless Han men have bloodied the battlefield for defending the country and the people."

"However, the incompetence of those in power and the stupidity of the commander made all their passion come to naught. The iron hoofs of foreign races trampled on our land time and time again, and their scimitars slaughtered our relatives time and time again."

"Our ancestors cried, our ancestors were angry, but those in power let them down time and time again."

"However, just when everyone gave up, I, Ming Dynasty, rose up. My father led your ancestors in bloody battles, expelled the Tartars, and restored my Han family's clothes!"

"More than ten years ago, I took your parents to fight against the grassland generals, and fought thousands of miles. I will threaten our enemies and completely defeat them."

"Today, more than ten years later, you have inherited the will of your ancestors, and let me, the Yanhuang race, once again stand on top of the world!"

"Yanhuang has developed steadily under your protection, and the enemy has retreated steadily under your blows. With bayonets, fists and teeth, you have created a thousand-year peace for our descendants and laid a huge living land for them."

"I am proud of you, your parents are proud of you, and the whole of Ming Dynasty is proud of you!"

The old man's roaring speech made all the soldiers' blood boil, and when the three old men shouted out in pride at the end, all the soldiers roared loudly.

"Da Ming, Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng!"

Standing beside the old man, Zhu Zhangui's heart also boiled.

He looked at the old man who was still in good spirits despite his graying hair, and was filled with admiration in his heart.

What is personal charm?