Bastard! Bastard! These cowards of the Ula Department and the Huifa Department are on the verge of escape! ”

In the Haixi Jurchen coalition army, the chief of the Yehe tribe saw the army that was revolving and disrupting, and he recognized which tribe it was at a glance, and he couldn't help but curse.

Once there is a rout on the battlefield, it will have a great impact on the morale and morale of the army.

Seeing that the rout of the Jurchen coalition army was getting more and more serious, the chief of the Yehe tribe couldn't bear it anymore, and drew his scimitar and shouted: "Lead the horse, gather the remnants, and charge with me!" ”

"Capture that King Qi of the Ming Dynasty alive and let him raise horses for us!"

……

The situation on the battlefield is ever-changing, and it can show a dazzling array of formations in a blink of an eye.

However, in this era, there are no drones, and it is impossible to have a bird's-eye view of the entire battlefield from God's perspective, but despite this, the intuition and judgment of a famous general can still keenly detect some small details of changes.

Zhu Gaoxian suddenly felt that the pressure had changed, the charge was getting easier and easier, and the resistance of the Jurchens was becoming weaker and weaker.

However, his first reaction was not that the Jurchens had weakened, but that he sensed that the enemy army was about to change formation!

"Shrink the living force and maintain the external line of defense, this is to concentrate the main force and fight to the death with this king, is it a desperate counterattack, underestimate these Jurchens, I didn't expect that the main general of the enemy army still has a bit of backbone, but it's just a struggle before death......"

Zhu Gaoxian had already guessed the thoughts of the other party's main general in his heart, and shouted to Chi Rong: "Chi Rong, order all the cavalry to shrink their formation, take this king as the center, and prepare to meet the enemy's counterattack, and the battle will be decided!" ”

"No!"

"All infantry, march slowly, the cavalry obey my orders, assemble!"

"Meet the enemy!"

Thousands of troops and horses will be in general, why is it difficult to find out what is going on!

Zhu Gaoxian personally led the main force of the cavalry of the Ming army, the soldiers roared, the horses roared, like a black wolf pack, the dust and mist rising from the place where they passed covered the sky and the sun, and the evil qi was almost condensed into substance, forming a flying dragon battle spirit!

"Kill!"

The battlefield that was like a cloud and mist blockade quietly opened its true face, and it was a confrontation of cavalry!

The chief of the Yehe tribe led the elite main force of the Haixi Jurchen coalition army, and the main force of the Ming army led by Zhu Gaoxian faced each other on the battlefield, and there was no tactic to circumvent it, it was completely a hard-fought confrontation!

The confrontation between the elite main forces of the same scale is to fight which side has higher morale and which side is the first to show signs of defeat!

In this case, the importance of the fierce general is highlighted, the brave general, can lead thousands of troops and horses, and break the enemy's front!

Zhu Gaoxian bowed his head slightly against the fluff of the war horse, his eyes were indifferent, he held a knife in both hands, and cut off the horse's head, his movements were sharp, without dragging mud and water, every time he swung the knife, he went to the vital point, spilling hot blood!

On the battlefield every moment there are a piece of people rolling down from the horse, the heavy armor can resist the attack of sharp weapons, but the war horse is not good, once the war horse is out of control, the soldiers roll from the horse to the ground, in this ubiquitous fighting situation, what awaits them is the fate of ruthless trampling, they will die, there is no possibility of survival.

The generals are brave, the soldiers are brave, under the wild charge of Zhu Gaoxian, the cavalry of the Ming army felt the blood gushing, and the charge became more and more ferocious!

The Jurchens were beaten aggrieved, and they couldn't understand why the Ming army on the opposite side was fighting more and more bravely, didn't these Han people want to die, were they crazy!

Chief Yehebu realized that something was wrong, and his heart was as anxious as fire, if he followed such a fight, he would definitely lose!

"Surround that Ming man, that Ming man with a knife!" The Yehebu chieftain looked at King Qi and roared loudly.

If this person does not die, our army will lose!

"Protect the prince!"

After Chi Rong found out the direction of the Jurchen cavalry, his neck was red in a hurry, and he couldn't wait to switch positions with Zhu Gaoxian.

The coach personally fought in the front, and the morale was naturally high, and the sergeants were like the reincarnation of Lu Bu, and they were suddenly unstoppable, and they were all heroes with one enemy and ten!

But the risk is also very high, in case the coach pulls his crotch and is surrounded by the enemy, it will be over.

"Encirclement tactics are of little use to me, what about thousands of troops, I, Zhu Gaoxian, am invincible in the world!"

How did Zhu Gaoxian not know the thoughts of the enemy commander, and there was no fluctuation in his heart, and he launched the ultimate skill: the Great Summoning Technique!

"Ah Qi help me!"

Zhu Gaoxian roared, and suddenly killed a horse in the chaotic army, like a demon god who killed the bloody road in purgatory, covered with iron armor, wearing a black cloak, holding a scimitar in both hands, the blade was like a river of stars flowing in the sky, the silver moon was flying, no one could stop and no one could be defeated!

Rest hurting my lord!

Ah Qi didn't say a word, and killed a pair in the crowd with a knife, and the corpses were all over the field, stepping on the white bones!

This is the reason why Zhu Gaoxian dares to be so prodigal on the battlefield, behind him, there will always be such an unknown shadow guard, one person is the array of all armies, the safest fortress defense line!

As long as Ah Qi is here, even if there are countless enemies in front of you, you can be safe and sound!

Who can hurt me!

The two-knife black horseman's Ah Qi is like a moat, opening the line between the Jurchen cavalry and Zhu Gaoxian, and it is clear that anyone who wants to cross the red line will be buried by two scimitars!

Chief Yehebe was in despair.

Damn, this person brought bodyguards to the battlefield!

Don't talk about martial arts!

……

In the White Frost Wasteland, the vultures landed on the bloody corpses, and without anyone's explicit orders, they could smell the rancid smell and find the rotten flesh by themselves, lift the broken weapons and frozen blood-colored ice crystals, and peck happily and greedily, regardless of whose dead corpse was in their mouths.

"Damn beasts!"

The soldiers of the Ming army slashed the vulture with red eyes and slashed the vulture, and the black feathers scattered on the scarred armor, the vulture fluttered twice with great effort, and finally collapsed on the corpse with a weak struggle.

After the war, the bloodshot brains of the soldiers also calmed down, silently cleaning up the mess, turning the corpses over and over, and couldn't figure out why the brother who was still chatting and farting with him last night was lying on the ground today without speaking, looking up at the sky with dull eyes.

Zhu Gaoxian wiped the blood from his cheek and scanned the battlefield.

There was no suspense, and the battle was won.

The main force of the Haixi Jurchen coalition army was buried in the Beiguan Plain, and the black land was dyed blood-red. Although this was a great victory, there were still many Ming soldiers who remained here forever.

"Chirong."

Zhu Gaoxian's voice was a little hoarse, just now on the battlefield, in order to boost morale, he fought bravely to kill the enemy, while waving the flag and shouting, and did his best to win this battle.

It was a must-win battle, but if he had tried harder, he would have lost fewer soldiers. Zhu Gaoxian knew very well in his heart that war was cruel, and no matter how elite the army was, it would be damaged in this large-scale cold weapon battle, he was not the Virgin, but these soldiers who died in battle were all martyrs who sacrificed their lives for the Ming Dynasty, and every sergeant deserved his respect.

Zhu Gaoxian is an unruly madman, but he can put down his body, go to share weal and woe with the soldiers in the barracks, and treat everyone as his brother.

"The end will be." Chi Rong clasped his fists and saluted.

"Count the battlefield, and strive to clean up the corpse of every soldier of our army who sacrificed and bury it!"

Zhu Gaoxian said in a deep voice, "According to the roster, whether the remains are found or not, the names of the sacrificed soldiers must be found." The list sorted out was reported to the commander's camp, and all the soldiers who died in the slave camp were given double pensions, and they must be guaranteed to be delivered to their wives and children. I will send Jinyi guards to strictly investigate, but if there is a person who embezzles the martyrs' pensions, the whole family will be raided, within the three clans, the male line will be exiled to the army, and the female department will be a slave and a prostitute! I can ignore others, but the soldiers who fought with my King Qi, they gave their lives to me, then I will let them worry about the future! ”

"If the martyr has no family, find an orphan who has no one to adopt to inherit his name and raise him. But all the sergeants who died in the Northern Expeditionary Army, their families, I raised them in the Qi Palace! ”

Zhu Gaoxian's voice was very loud, and on the desolate and silent plain, the echo was like a tidal wave, and the sound could spread very widely, and most of the sergeants could hear it clearly.

All the sergeants who died in the Northern Expeditionary Army, their families, I raised them in King Qi's mansion!

The heavy dark clouds that had been accumulated for a long time were suddenly torn apart by the beams, and the warm and bright sunlight shone on the iron pieces of Zhu Gaoxian's armor, dazzling and magnificent, melting the cold frost and snow.

Zhu Gaoxian's angular face was resolute, and his eyes were clear, as if he was announcing to the world.

The soldiers did not rejoice, they looked at the young figure in silence and calm.

When going out on an expedition, it is equivalent to tying your head to your waist, and many people have already written a suicide note the moment they leave Jinling City. These most elite soldiers of the Ming Dynasty are not afraid of dying on the battlefield, this is the destination of soldiers, and it is also glory, scarred glory.

There is only one thing they are afraid of - what will happen to their families when they die?

Some people live alone in the world, not afraid of anything, anyway, they are alone, and after dying in battle, they will still be a good man eighteen years later.

But when they heard Zhu Gaobang's words, they only had one thought in their hearts - that young man, his name is King Qi, he is the god of the soldiers of the Ming army, and he is the faith of countless people!

When we meet a general like King Qi, we can sell our lives to him!

There was silence on the plain for a long time, and there was a faint choking sound.

Some of these men who were beaten with steel and cast iron have never cried in their lives, and no matter how bitter they are outside, no matter how painful the knife wounds are, they have not been able to shake them. However, King Qi's words pierced their hearts, and they couldn't help but have tears rolling in their eyes.

Suddenly, a person knelt down on one knee, hugged his fists and said: "Chi Rong, the commander of the palace guards, is willing to die for King Qi!" ”

"Dou Wuzhao, the general of the Fifth Army Battalion, is willing to die for King Qi!"

"Xiang Lu, the soldier of the right sentry army of the 3,000 battalion, is willing to die for King Qi!"

"The 3,000 battalions of the Zuoye Army are attacking General Yan Weiyue, and they are willing to die for King Qi!"

"Five Barracks ......"

On the battlefield, crisp and neat voices continued one after another, and countless people were willing to kneel down and shout.

Chengguo Gong Zhu Yong's eyes were a little trance-like: "The Jingying Forbidden Army is loyal to the prince, this and this, this is to ask for guilt, but ...... As long as no one says it, it should be fine, right? ”

His eyes were cold, and he looked at Ma Qi, the army guarding the town, this old eunuch is the emperor's eyes in the army, as long as he keeps his mouth shut, this matter will not make a big fuss.

Ma Qi's desire to survive was extremely strong, and he felt Zhu Yong's killing intent, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "What do you see me doing, I'm so old, my eyes and hearing are not very good, it's normal, right?" ”

(End of chapter)