The smoke and dust of the horse are already rising from the sky outside the city.

The sound of killing shouts stretched for thousands of kilometers.

The defenders on the city wall also discovered Zhu Quan's 5,000 horsemen at this time, and their faces changed greatly, and they all panicked.

There are two reasons for the panic.

One, all the defenders thought that there were still two hours to prepare, but they did not expect the enemy to suddenly appear at this time.

Second, they are new recruits, and even if they are ready, they will be nervous, let alone encounter such a surprise attack.

Tie Xuan frowned, took a half step back, and saluted Xu Huizu with a fist.

"The thoughtfulness of the Jingshi is all paid to the Duke of Wei."

Xu Huizu nodded and let out a deep 'um' sound.

Then he looked at Zhu Quan's five thousand cavalry, it was impossible for these five thousand cavalry to disperse and attack the city, and such troops could only launch an offensive at one city gate.

And the key to defending such a big city lies in the deployment of troops.

When the opponent chooses a city gate to attack, the defender can quickly deploy other troops to rush to strengthen the defense of the attacked gate.

Outside the city, miles away.

The speed of the five thousand cavalry gradually slowed down, and finally stopped five miles away from Yingtianfu.

Zhu Quan led the army in front, looking at Ying Tianfu in the distance, a pair of upside-down children's holes were full of fiery color, he ran all the way, and finally came to the land of dreams.

In Zhu Quan's view, as long as he knocks on this city gate, he will win the world.

He deliberately slowed down the marching speed of the army, and personally led five thousand horsemen at a very fast speed, bypassing the Jingshi scouts, taking advantage of the unstable defensive position of the other party, and killing Yingtian by surprise.

Standing on the horse, Zhu Quan was analyzing the eighteen gates of Yingtianfu, which one was easier to attack.

"Kirin."

There was a flash of anger in Zhu Quan's eyes.

Qilin Gate, one of the eighteen outer gates of Yingtian, is also the most defensive gate that ordinary people think.

"Your Highness, the Qilin Gate has always been a heavily defended gate, and we only have five thousand horsemen."

The cronies beside Zhu Quan said in a loud voice.

"No, it's the Qilin Gate."

Ignoring the words of his cronies, Zhu Quan had a look of impatience in his eyes, and with a clamp on the horse's belly, the horse's hooves broke out of the wind, and the five thousand horsemen behind him also followed frantically.

It's a game to choose which gate to attack.

An hour later.

Yingtian Qilin Gate Tower, the fierce cavalry turned into infantry, frantically climbed the city wall, and slaughtered wildly towards the new army, after these cavalry went to the city, the first thing was to open the city gate.

Suddenly, thousands of Zhu Quan's cavalry entered the city.

At this time, on the Zhengyang Gate of the thirteen city gates in the inner city, Xu Huizu's brows were tightly furrowed.

The height and defense degree of the inner city gate are far above the outer city gate, so the defense force in the outer city is not strong, and the real core defenders are arranged in the inner city.

Xu Huizu also did not pin his real defense on the outer city.

Because when Zhu Quan ran outside Yingtianfu with five thousand horsemen, he had already explained the end of the outer city.

The outer city, which had no time to be defended, could not resist Zhu Quan's attack and forcibly hold on, that is, the troops were in vain.

It is better to withdraw all the core forces to the inner city, and at the same time delay Zhu Quan in the outer city with a small number of troops, so as to strengthen and deploy the inner city defense and create a delayable time.

However, the Qilin Gate broke so quickly, which also made Xu Huizu feel extremely surprised.

"These cavalrymen are all Yuan costumes."

Tie Xuan, who was standing side by side, said in a deep voice.

There is no need for him to say it, Xu Huizu can naturally distinguish it.

He just couldn't figure out why these Yuan people worked so hard for Zhu Quan like this, and the way to attack the city was simply to fight for their lives.

The new army defending the city has never experienced a battle formation, and in terms of momentum alone, it has been crushed to death by these desperate Yuan people, and it is powerless to resist at all.

Half of the Qilin Gate was broken because the new army defending the city was frightened, and when the other party attacked the city tower, these recruits who had never experienced the battlefield were frightened one by one, and subconsciously retreated.

This is human nature, and it is by no means a problem that can be solved by changing one or two managers.

The new army has not even experienced the most basic training, this is a group of battlefield newcomers who do not know anything, and timidity is a common thing.

And Xu Huizu wondered why the Yuan people worked so hard for Zhu Quan like this.

Outer City, Kirin Gate.

Zhu Quan straddled the horse and entered the Qilin Gate very arrogantly, looking at this magnificent emperor, there was a very proud look in the upside-down child's hole.

'Father, if you don't choose me, I'll take it myself!' ’

In Zhu Quan's view, he is the only master in the world.

As for why these Yuan people under him are so hard-working.

The reason is simple.

Zhu Quan told these Northern Yuan that if they couldn't capture Yingtian, all their wives and children, old and young, would be killed on the spot, and there would be no way to live.

For the lives of their wives and children, these Yuan people will also desperately rush to attack the city.

"Your Highness, the outer city has fallen!"

Dozens of generals came to Zhu Quan's side, all of them with a look of joy on their faces.

They never expected that the attack on the Outer Heaven City would be so smooth.

You know, this is Ying Tianjingshi.

Among them, the leaders of more than ten Yuanren tribes, looking at this prosperous capital, their eyes are straight, they have fought in Mobei all their lives, where have they seen such prosperity, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a countryman entering the city.

It can even be said that it is better to go to the city than the countrymen.

Zhu Quan glanced at these tribal leaders, with disgust and disdain in his eyes.

In Zhu Quan's view, these people are just knives in his current hands, as for other aspects?

Joke.

In Zhu Quan's heart, he is the orthodoxy of the Ming Dynasty, and these Yuan people are livestock-like existences, they are only used when they are useful now, and they are all killed when they are useless.

He's already planned.

When Yingtian captured and controlled the army, he killed all these Yuan people who came with him.

After all, he used his wife and children to threaten these Yuan people to serve him, and no one can guarantee whether these guys will hold a grudge and secretly stab themselves in the future.

"The whole army is repaired, waiting for the army to converge."

Zhu Quan ordered.

After capturing Yingtian Outer City, Zhu Quan was not in a hurry.

As long as the inner city is captured again, only the imperial city will remain, and there will be basically no suspense.

Therefore, the battle of the inner city is the most core battle.

He wants to use his most powerful strength to fight in front of Zhengyang Gate, capture the inner city openly, drive straight into the imperial city, enter the Forbidden City, and tell everyone in the world that he Zhu Quan is the master of this land.

Everyone must kneel in front of him Zhu Quan and bow their heads to courtiers.

His follow-up army will reach Yingtian in one more hour.

……………………

At the same time, the battlefield of the Great Weir River in the northwest.

The torrential rain does not stop in the slightest, and the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

If it were an ordinary army, under the impact of such rain, it would have been a truce a long time ago, after all, in such an environment, the casualties are multiplied exponentially.

But Timur's army, the offensive did not decrease in the slightest.

On the bank of the other river, the new commander of Timur's march, Eagle Hook Nose, was looking at the situation of the Battle of the Great Weir River with a violent face.

I've been attacking for several hours in a row, but it still has no effect.

As for the strong force he sent to the opposite side, it caused a little panic among the Ming army at first, but in only a quarter of an hour or two, it completely disappeared.

This shows that this group of people is also finished.

In the hooked nose eyes, for the first time, he showed anxiety.

The lame man had only given him six hours, and now most of them had passed.

As soon as he remembered the human head rolling on the ground in the Black Tower earlier, Hooknose couldn't help but clench his fists.

He originally wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to make meritorious contributions.

But I didn't expect that the difficulty would be so great, and it seemed that I still underestimated the coach opposite.

He found that every move he made was like hammering on an iron plate, not only could the hammer not break the iron plate, but his own hand was also beaten and hurt.

"Marshal, Your Majesty has summoned you into the account."

At this moment, a lieutenant general stepped forward to the hook nose.

One sentence made the hooked nose tremble.

Swallowing his saliva, the hooked nose nodded.

Then, without hesitation, he turned and rode away towards the lame's marching camp.

At this time, in the marching camp of the lame, there was a very oppressive atmosphere, which made people breathless.

When the hook nose arrived, he saw the black face of the cripple, and he couldn't help but feel a sigh in his heart, thinking that this must be a big trouble.

"Four hours."

The lame man opened his mouth, his eyes glancing at the hooked nose.

As soon as these words came out, the hooked nose suddenly knelt down, and he no longer had the same calm color as before.

"Your Majesty, there are still two hours, and the last general will definitely be able to break the Ming army and cross the Dayan River!"

In front of the lame, excuses are useless.

Therefore, instead of using excuses to find reasons, it is better to draw another pie.

However, it is obvious that the lame man is in a state of being full, and he does not eat this cake at all, and retracts his gaze from the hooked nose, ignoring the hooked nose at all.

Although it was very unpleasant, the lame man did not slaughter the hooked nose.

After all, a cripple is not a fool, it is okay to cut a coach, if you cut a coach one after another, it will have too much impact on morale.

What's more, he called Hooknose over not to punish him, but to say something.

Then, the lame man looked at the blonde woman beside him.

"National Teacher, now that the Holy Legion has arrived, can I join the war now?"

The lame man's words were in a consultative tone.

And the hooked nose on the side, when he heard the words 'Holy Legion', his heart trembled, and a sense of awe rose.

Among the high-ranking members of the Timurid Empire, they have all heard of the name of the Holy Legion, which is an immortal legion, an army that even His Majesty of Bhutan is not qualified to mobilize, and only obeys the orders of the national teacher.

A beautiful woman, slowly opening her eyes.

He just glanced at the lame man out of the corner of his eye, and then withdrew his gaze.

"Hmm."

A 'um' word.

Suddenly, the lame man was overjoyed.

Then his eyes turned to the hooked nose.

"Abir, from now on, the army will fully cooperate with the Holy Legion's attack! Be sure to conquer it in one fell swoop! ”

The cripple shouted loudly, obviously the Dayan River had not advanced for a long time, and he was in a very unhappy mood, otherwise he would not be in such a hurry to let this absolute American division do it.

Suddenly, the hooked nose loosened his heart.

"Obey!"

The beautiful woman got up slowly, didn't care about the cripple at all, and walked straight out of the tent, wearing a white phantom robe like a skirt, revealing a sense of mystery, with that graceful figure, the cripple's eyes were straight.

He fantasized countless times that he would press this extremely cold blonde national teacher hard against her blonde hair, and use a powerful impact to let her try the bliss of life.

A quarter of an hour later.

In the rear of Timur's army, neatly aligned, a black-robed army of 10,000 people stood quietly in the wind and rain.

Letting the torrential rain pour down and the wind blow violently, these 10,000-strong legions, except for the black robes hunting with the wind, did not even make the slightest movement, they were all waiting.

At this moment, the magnificent chariot of the blonde American division slowly came to the front of this legion.

Behind her, there were hundreds of white-skinned men in robes.

These white-skinned people were extremely conscious, and without any orders, they took the initiative to enter the 10,000-person army, and about each white-skinned person occupied a phalanx of 100 people.

"Your goal."

Absolute American teacher, his voice is calm and gentle.

"Take the Great Weir River."

As soon as the words came out, the 10,000-strong army moved in unison, like a messenger in the dark night, and stepped towards the Dayan River in front of them.

Timur's army had already received an order, and they all made way of a passage to the middle of the Great Weir River.

Ming army marshal account.

Zhu Di stood beside the sand table, his brows still furrowed.

He'd been thinking about it for a long time.

"Someone."

A shout.

Suddenly, a herald entered outside the tent.

"Let Zhu Neng come to see him immediately."

The herald hurriedly said yes and ran out quickly.

In Zhu Di's second line of defense, Zhu Neng controls the Shenji Battalion.

A quarter of an hour later.

Zhu Neng entered the tent, and the moment he saw Zhu Di, both of them were somewhat embarrassed.

After all, when Zhu Di rebelled, Zhu Di was extremely suspicious of Zhu Neng, and although the relationship between the two was not broken, it was extremely stiff.

But now that everyone is working for the country, the relationship has eased somewhat. But embarrassment is inevitable.

"Your Highness has something important to order."

Zhu Neng said in a condensed voice.

Everyone is on the battlefield, and of course it is impossible to catch up at this time.

"I need you to push all the cannons of the Shenji Battalion to the shore."

As soon as these words came out, Zhu Neng's brows furrowed suddenly.

The Shenji Battalion is a treasure, whether it is a person or a cannon, it is extremely precious.

Therefore, the artillery line of the Shenji Battalion is in a relatively backward position, which can ensure the safety of the Shenji Battalion to the greatest extent.

"Yes."

Although Zhu Neng had doubts in his heart, he did not hesitate.

He and Zhu Di may have had suspicions before.

But as long as it is on the battlefield, Zhu Neng still retains absolute trust in Zhu Di.

After the words fell, Zhu Neng turned around and was about to leave.

"Shihong."

Zhu Di shouted out in one sentence, Shihong, it is Zhu Neng's word.

Zhu Neng heard the sound, and his footsteps paused slightly.

"Before, I was the one who failed you."

After Zhu Di finished speaking, he bowed to Zhu Neng.

Zhu Neng also turned around and bowed back.

"Your Highness doesn't need to mind, the eldest husband was born in the world, so why not limit such a small section."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Neng resolutely left, the battlefield was changing rapidly, and since the commander had ordered the Shenji Battalion to move forward, there could be no delay.