Although Zhengde has dreamed of going into battle to kill the enemy like his ancestors since he was a child, when the vicious Mongolian general in front of him rushed over, he couldn't help but instinctively feel a little afraid, after all, this is also his first time on the battlefield, and it is normal to feel fear, and even some soldiers will be scared to pee their pants when they go to the battlefield for the first time.

Centurion Niu Meng was very excited, he was about to break through the camp of the Ming army with his hundred-man team, but he didn't expect to be blocked by a young general of the Ming army, but there were not many people with this general, after he killed two Ming troops, he suddenly rushed through the encirclement of the Ming army, and the young Ming army general was in front of him.

Seeing that he was about to rush in front of the other party, but this fine-skinned and tender-fleshed Ming army general still did not react at all, which made Niu Meng's face show a cruel smile again, in his opinion, this guy in front of him must be the son and nephew of a certain noble family in the Ming Dynasty to mix military merits in the army, such a guy he can deal with with with one hand.

However, Zhengde looked at the Mongolian officers who were getting closer and closer, and even could see that the other party's open mouth showed black and yellow teeth, and blood was dripping down on the long knife held high, these were the blood of the Ming soldiers, who had been killed by the Mongolian miscellaneous in front of them in order to protect themselves and the country.

Thinking of this, a boundless anger suddenly surged in Zhengde's heart, he is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and the entire Ming Dynasty is his private property, including the lives of the people of the Ming Dynasty, and no one in this world can arbitrarily deprive the people of the Ming Dynasty of their lives except himself. But this nasty creature in front of him. but without his own consent, he killed his own soldiers. This is simply a challenge to his dignity as an emperor. The dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will die!

"Kill!" Zhengde roared angrily and rushed up, he wanted to wash his dragon scales with the blood of the Mongol in front of him, only in this way could he wash away the shame that the other party had brought to him.

"Choke ~ choke ~ choke ......" When the two horses were staggered, the weapons of Zhengde and the Mongolian generals collided several times one after another, making a sound like a dragon's groan. The hard training that Zhengde had received in the past finally came into use, and even he felt that his state had never been as good as it was today, and there were some attacks that he couldn't do before. Today, it is very handy, and his mind is extremely calm at this time, all the other party's movements seem to have slowed down a lot, maybe he should be born to belong to the battlefield.

In the blink of an eye, Zhengde and the other party's war horses staggered, only to see Zhengde covering his thighs, bright red oozing out from his fingers, it seemed that the wound was definitely not small, but in comparison, the Mongolian officer shook a few times on the horse. Finally fell into the dust.

Zhengde returned to his horse and looked at the first enemy he had personally killed, and his face also showed a little smugness. At the same time, he said softly: "In terms of martial arts and momentum, I am not as good as you as a recruit on the battlefield, but you are too careless to dare to underestimate me, but if you can die in my hands, it can be regarded as your creation!" ”

Zhengde does have a reason to be proud, although the confrontation between the two just now is only a short moment, but it is extremely dangerous, although Zhengde's martial arts are good, and he has also mustered up courage, but after all, it is the first time to go to the battlefield, there is no experience in life and death fighting, if the other party fights with all his strength, he is afraid that it will be really difficult for him to survive, but fortunately, the other party actually underestimated him, thinking that he only needed two knives to kill Zhengde, and finally suffered a big loss, and even his own life was lost, but the other party's last sacrifice blow also made Zhengde love injured, a palm-length wound was cut out on the thigh, but fortunately, the injury was not very deep and did not affect Zhengde's actions.

"The last general should be damned, tired and injured Your Majesty!" Just when Zhengde had just solved this Mongolian officer, his guard leader finally solved his enemy and came back to protect Zhengde, although he saw that Zhengde personally solved the enemy, but Zhengde was also injured, if this is to blame, not only will the head of the guard die, but today's guard is also a don't want to live.

However, Zhengde waved his hand very generously and said: "How can there be a reason not to be injured on the battlefield, now that I am on the battlefield, then don't treat me as an emperor, but treat me as a general, this general personally killed a person, it seems that he is still an officer, you remember it for me, don't forget to give me credit after the war!" ”

This guard leader also knew Zhengde's temper, and saw that the other party really didn't mean to blame at all, which made him also overjoyed, and responded loudly at the moment, and then turned over and turned around to kill the enemy again, after all, he also knew that if he wanted His Majesty the Emperor to truly forgive himself, he would have to kill more enemies, as long as he made enough achievements, then he would not only be without fault, but even have merit.

After all, even His Majesty the Emperor killed the enemy with his own hands, and he also killed the officers of the other party, so they naturally couldn't be greedy, so for a while, the morale of the Ming army was greatly boosted, and they almost frantically began to counterattack the steppe cavalry.

The little prince of Tatar didn't know why the Ming army suddenly went crazy, the combat effectiveness actually rose in a straight line, and in the blink of an eye, half of his front line had been eaten, and the cavalry of the two Ji was also beaten and retreated, and it was about to form a trend of retreat on the whole line, such a strange situation was simply the only one he had seen in his life.

In the face of such an unfavorable situation, the little prince of Tatar is also helpless, and it is already in the afternoon, the two sides have been fighting for almost a whole day, at the end of this day, the steppe cavalry of the little prince of Tatar is also suffering huge casualties, especially the more to the end, the faster the casualties, on the other hand, the army in the Ming Dynasty is more and more courageous, and the morale is simply incredible.

Originally, the little Tatar prince went south just to rob the supplies, so that his tribe could have a better time in winter, but now it was blocked by the Ming army, and the casualties were so large that the gains outweighed the losses, so in the end, the little Tatar prince also resolutely ordered a retreat, after all, if they didn't run, they could only be wiped out by the Ming army.

The little prince of Tatar brought all the cavalry, and they couldn't run if they couldn't beat it, which was also their usual tactic, in contrast, most of the Ming army were infantry, although this time they finally defeated the enemy, and even Zhengde himself was injured, but now people turned around and ran, and the Ming army couldn't catch up if they wanted to, although they also had cavalry, but there were only a few thousand people, and they could only be sent to death if they caught up, so in the end they could only watch the other party flee into the grassland.

"Wan Sheng! Wansheng! Wansheng! "Although they can't catch up with the grassland cavalry, but the Ming army has been used to it, for them, as long as they can repel the attack of the grassland people, it is considered a victory, so after they saw the other party fleeing, they all chanted more than once, and for a time the entire battlefield became a celebration of the Ming army.

Seeing the little Tatar prince retreating with the army, Zhengde was also very happy, but he was happy, but he was a little unwilling in his heart, because he knew that although he defeated the little Tatar prince this time, and the other party suffered a lot of casualties, but it was not considered to hurt the other party's muscles and bones, and after recuperating next year, the other party will still go south as usual, and defend next year, as long as it can't stop the opponent's cavalry once, then it will bring heavy disasters to the Ming Dynasty.

Zhengde has never been a passive character, he advocates offense on the battlefield, but now the little prince of Tatar has led the army into the Ming Dynasty, which is equivalent to entering Zhengde's home, and Zhengde can only defend passively, although he repelled the invading enemy, but for Zhengde, a guy with strong self-esteem and self-confidence, he still feels a little aggrieved.

Ordinary people are aggrieved, at most they are looking for a reason to vent, but Zhengde is the ruler of a huge empire, he is unhappy, naturally someone will be unlucky, but Zhengde is not an emperor who likes to punish people casually, he will only vent his anger on the guy who angers him, that is, the steppe people led by the little prince of Tatar.

"I want to build an elite cavalry, like Tang Taizong and Chengzu in history, and beat the grassland people to the ground!" After celebrating the victory in Yingzhou, Zhengde immediately summoned Jiang Bin and others to put forward their own requirements.

"Your Majesty, our cavalry is already very elite, but if you want to defeat the steppe people with cavalry, I'm afraid it's a little impossible, right?" Wang Xun, the chief soldier of Datong, heard that Zhengde was going to establish a cavalry to defeat the steppe people, and said with a bitter face at the moment, although he defeated the little prince of Tatar this time, his Datong soldiers also suffered heavy losses, and they needed the money and grain of the imperial court to rebuild the army.

"Why not, Tang Taizong was able to wipe out the huge Turkic Empire, and Chengzu also swept the grassland several times, relying on an elite cavalry, although there are also cavalry in the border army now, but let alone let them sweep the grassland people, I'm afraid they can't even compare to ordinary grassland cavalry, what is the use of such cavalry?" Zhengde asked sternly, every time he thought that he had finally defeated the steppe people, but in the end he could only watch them ride their horses and flee, but the cavalry on his side did not dare to pursue, which made him unable to swallow this breath no matter what.

"Your Majesty, the last general thinks that your idea is very feasible, in order to prevent the grassland people from going south, I need to invest a large amount of money, food and materials every year to raise soldiers, but if you can invest a large number of materials at one time, establish an elite cavalry, and then destroy the grassland people in one fell swoop, then it is a good thing for the country and the people!" At this time, Jiang Bin suddenly opened his mouth in support, but when he spoke, there was a smug smile on the corner of his mouth. (To be continued......)