With a dull creaking sound, the two scarred doors were finally opened from the inside, and then more than 2,000 soldiers guarding the gate were led by Lei Ming and other generals to hold weapons, and they came out neatly from inside with solemn expressions.

Behind them was Emperor Zhengde, dressed in armor and with only an excited face exposed. His eyes flashed with excitement, and under his strong request, and even under the coercion of the power of the Son of Heaven, he finally made everyone around him bow their heads and agree to let him fight together.

Even if Zhengde's body was tightly covered by armor at this time - this is already the bottom line after the ministers retreated, if the Son of Heaven didn't even wear this heavy armor to protect him from being injured by the Meng, then everyone would rather bear the crime of bullying the king than dare to agree to let him out of the city - he still felt indescribably excited, after all, this is the first time he really stepped on the battlefield, and this battle will face the biggest enemy of the Ming Dynasty, Mengren, and will rely on his own martial arts, like Taizu Taizong to defeat the enemy.

After taking a deep look at the Mongolian camp in front of him, which was still burning and smoky, Zhengde took a sharp breath, then quickly pulled the knife out of his waist, pointed to the front and shouted: "Soldiers, the meritorious service is only today, follow me, and kill all those Tartars who want to invade my homeland!" Kill! After this resound, he kicked the horse in the belly, urging the horse under his crotch to run forward.

After the other soldiers heard the emperor's words, their expressions that were still a little hesitant and worried suddenly swept away, and everyone's eyes became resolute. You must know that this time he rushed to the enemy camp with the big guys, but it was today, but his majesty the emperor with his honorable status! What else is there to be afraid of as a Qiu Batou soldier who eats the emperor's grain, naturally he will follow him and kill the enemy to serve the country!

Suddenly, a howl was reconciled: "For Your Majesty, for Da Ming, kill!" ”

In the roar, this team of more than 2,000 people, and only more than 100 cavalry, rushed towards the large battalion with tens of thousands of Mongolian elites in front of them, everyone was so decisive, almost rushed forward, even those soldiers who only ran on two feet were not slower than horses in speed.

At this time, the Mongolian cavalry who had just heard the order to retreat and retreated to the barracks had rushed back to their own camp, and when they saw the Ming cavalry galloping back and forth and setting fire everywhere, they immediately turned red-eyed, and they didn't need anyone to give an order, so they roared and slapped their horses towards the enemy.

Those Ming cavalry who were running around and setting fire to trouble did not dare to confront the enemy reinforcements when they saw them coming back, and still followed the previous strategy, turned around and ran to the other side.

However, this time, their situation was much more difficult than before, because the Mongolian army that had returned to the camp was tens of thousands, and as soon as they saw that they wanted to flee separately, they were surrounded on all sides. At the same time, Bohur and his men, who had been chasing them before, had also come out of the slash and intercepted their way.

In this way, the cavalry could only run towards the emptiness, and finally the men and horses of all walks of life slowly gathered together, but they had to face the encirclement of tens of thousands of murderous Mongolian armies that wanted to break their corpses into pieces.

"What should I do?" All the soldiers have their eyes on Zhan Feng, after all, he is the main general of this team, and everyone naturally has to obey his orders.

Zhan Feng looked at the Mongolian people who were constantly besieging and killing, and knew that with the combat strength of these soldiers now, it would be difficult to kill the enemy's siege, so the only way to change his strategy was to rush to the place where the enemy did not expect, maybe he could find some flaws in the enemy.

In a flash, the knife in his hand was pointed at the most conspicuous place behind him: "Brothers, there is only one way to succeed or fail in life and death, kill me in the past!" As he spoke, he turned his horse's head sharply and rushed towards the most conspicuous of the Golden Tent of the Great Khan. The other sergeants, though they did not know what his purpose was, could only trust the judgment of their own general, so they also roared, and followed with their horses, and rushed to the place where the golden horde was.

The Mongols, who were trying to shrink the encirclement little by little, and completely trap and annihilate this hateful enemy army, smiled a little disdainfully when they saw them suddenly running, and now they should not think of escaping from this large camp unless they could give birth to wings. But when they saw the direction in which they were rushing, everyone's faces changed.

Especially Bohuer, his face changed greatly, and he roared: "Hurry up and intercept them, don't let them hurt the Great Khan!" "Although there should be a lot of guards guarding the Golden Horde, there are not many of them, and if they take advantage of the gap and hurt the Great Khan, the result will be terrible.

In fact, there was no need for him to remind them, after seeing the movement of the Ming army, the Mongolian people had already rushed forward at full speed, even if they couldn't hurt the Great Khan, let these Ming troops rush to the Golden Horde, it was enough to shake the hearts of the army.

This time, the tens of thousands of Mongolian troops had forgotten everything else, and there was only one thought left in their hearts, that is, to block the advance of the Ming army and ensure the absolute safety of the Golden Horde, and everything else could only stand aside.

And at this time, on both sides of the Mengda camp, there has been smoke and dust suddenly billowing out, the two armies are rushing towards the camp at full speed, the middle position of the two people, all with a huge banner, swaggering, a Yang character on it appears from time to time, it is Yang Yiqing who finally led the army to kill.

Although Zhan Feng had been sent to support at full speed with light cavalry, Yang Yiqing also knew that only 5,000 men and horses were not enough to change the situation of the battle, so he didn't dare to delay too much along the way, and finally came to the front of the side pass in a hurry.

When he saw the Daming banner still fluttering above the city, the expression of the old man who came in a hurry relaxed a little. Then he saw the smoke rising from the Mongolian military camp, and he was even more happy: "Zhanfeng, they really lived up to their expectations and succeeded!" ”

This result naturally boosted the morale of the army more and more, but Yang Yiqing hadn't been happy for too long, and someone pointed in surprise in the direction of the partial head pass: "My lord, look there...... How is it that a contingent is running to the camp of the Tartars? Could it be the last Tartar army to withdraw? "Because it's still far away, this one can't really see it.

Yang Yiqing squinted his eyes in the direction and looked at them carefully, but his face changed slightly: "When have you ever seen so many Tartar infantry?" This is clearly the defender of my Ming Dynasty! It's really nonsense, what are they doing when they run out of the pass, don't they need them to protect the city and His Majesty? ”

Although he reprimanded in his mouth, it was naturally impossible for Yang Yiqing to see this army die in vain, not to mention that there were still soldiers and horses in the Mongolian military camp at this time, obviously Zhanfeng and they were trapped in it, he immediately ordered: "Pass my general's order, the whole army will attack, and attack the Tartar camp from the flank, and today the old man will annihilate this Tartar army here!" ”

"Obey!" The herald beside him immediately clenched his fists to receive the order, and then the flag was played, and the two Ming reinforcements on the left and right moved together, attacking and killing the enemy's camp with all their might.

At this time, the Mongols were trying to stop the cavalry of Zhanfeng, who was constantly killing towards the Golden Horde, and they had no time to care about anything else, and by the time they realized that the situation was not good, the enemy who had been killed from the left and right was only two or three miles away from them.

At the same time, there was a group of men and horses that rushed to the front of the Mongolian camp faster than Yang Yiqing's reinforcements, and it was more than 2,000 soldiers guarding the pass led by Zhengde. Although the soldiers were a little out of breath after running for several miles, under the leadership of the emperor rushing into the barracks, the others also completely spread their steps, completely ignoring the fatigue of their bodies, shouting and waving their swords and guns to kill the enemy.

This was indeed a big surprise. In their minds, the defenders in the partial pass should only shrink into the pass at this time, how dare they kill the camp of their ten times the enemy with such a tired team.

Suddenly, dozens of Mongolian people in the rear were killed by surprise, and before they could turn around, they were stabbed down, and they were killed by this Ming army.

Zhengde was even more excited and his face was flushed, although the guards on the left and right and Yang Chen's life blocked his way forward, but when an enemy approached, they all immediately took out their knives to fight, but he still took the opportunity to slash the knife towards an enemy not far away, and slashed the enemy who was still entangled with people and fell off his horse.

The feeling of this knife slashing the enemy made Zhengde's eyes shine even more, and without saying a word, he kept urging the horse forward, wanting to have a head-on battle with the enemy. If it weren't for the desperate resistance of a few guards in front of him, he might have rushed into the enemy's position.

This performance made Yang Chen tremble for a while, not to mention the Son of Heaven with such a performance, even ordinary generals are very rare. This made him not dare to be negligent in the slightest, and followed the Son of Heaven with his sword tightly, in case those Tartars suddenly turned around and killed and injured the emperor.

In fact, at this time, the Mongolian army was completely chaotic, and they didn't even know how to fight this battle. In front of them, there is a cavalry that is attacking the Great Khan's Golden Horde with all its might, and the Ming army in their rear is desperately attacking, and what is even more fatal is that their flanks are suffering from an unprecedented outflanking onslaught, plus the camp is full of fires, and the various groups of men and horses are mixed up layer by layer, so that they don't know which way to deal with them first.

What's worse is that these many horses are crowded into a large battalion, so that they can't play the horse archery they are good at, and the situation is getting more and more critical, and they may collapse at any time......