Three days later, the decisive battle began.

Neither side cares about the two teams attacking each other at Harrier Ridge, and now the key to the battle lies in the collision of the two armies head-on.

Zhu Qizhen also knew that he was not even as good as a half-hearted man in a war, so he ceded the command to the commander Jingyuan, and he was mainly responsible for pressing the formation and boosting morale.

Before Jing Yuan became a concubine, he was also a member of the border pass, and it was not too much of a problem for him to serve as the commander of the Ming army.

The two sides fought fiercely outside the city of Huailai, from daylight until dusk.

The remnant sun is like blood, reflecting on this battlefield.

Countless arrows and corpses lay on the ground, weapons were scattered, and blood stained the earth red, exuding a strong fishy smell.

However, the war is not over, and the shouts of killing still resounded in the wilderness, and the setting sun reflected the tired figures wielding weapons.

The Ming army could not hold on.

After all, the three major battalions still haven't experienced a real battle with real knives and guns, and they haven't seen blood for a long time. In the brutal battlefield, it is not easy for them to be able to hold on until this time.

The Warat Army, on the other hand, had just ended the war of reunification and had rich combat experience.

Under their continuous offensive, the originally impregnable formation built by Jingyuan began to crumble, and was finally broken by the Warat army!

The Ming army began to retreat, and although many generals desperately organized their armies to try to counterattack, they still could not stop the momentum of the Warat army.

The cavalry was surging, and the Warat soldiers, wielding their sabers, crashed into the formation of the Ming army, making a mess of the neat formation, and the infantry suddenly lost their fighting spirit and began to scatter and flee.

The collapse of the front army directly affected the Chinese army, and the morale of the entire army plummeted.

The army began to crumble.

For a time, the army was in chaos, as if the defeat of the Ming army had been decided.

And first, he also found the emperor's banner, he was overjoyed, and immediately tangled the troops and launched a fierce attack on the Ming army!

If you can capture the emperor of the Ming Dynasty in one battle, it will be a supreme glory, and it is more likely to directly lead to the fall of the Ming Dynasty!

Rebuild Dayuan! At first, he may have just had the idea of plundering and revenge, but now, this thought really rose in his heart.

"Charge! Capture the emperor, add the official and the captain, and reward a thousand gold! ”

The eyes of the soldiers of Warat were red, and their attacks became more violent, and the rear army began to falter.

"Your Majesty, let's retreat into your arms first! The Varat offensive is ferocious, and you must not miss a mistake! ”

The eunuch Jin Ying, who was in charge of the seal, and Wang Zhi, who had become the secretary of the ministry, knelt down in front of the orthodox emperor at the same time and pleaded.

Zhu Qizhen was silent for a moment when he heard this, and then looked into the distance, and from a distance, he saw that Daxu, who was also the first to take off the flowers, was waving in the wind in the army of Warat, constantly impacting in his direction.

"The captive chief has already recognized my banner, and he can't go." He snorted coldly:

"It's just a slight disadvantage, what's there to be afraid of!"

"I won't retreat!" Zhu Qizhen let out an angry roar from his chest, he pulled out the sword at his waist, and commanded all the Ming troops beside him to enter the battle, and at the same time he rode his horse in the formation, boosting morale.

Driven by him, the morale of the Ming army was high, and they fought desperately, arrows rained down and firecrackers roared, causing huge casualties to the soldiers of Warat, and the menacing Warat army was temporarily repulsed!

However, a partial victory could not offset the overall defeat, and more troops were quickly gathered to attack again.

The number of Warat soldiers even exceeded the troops guarding Zhuqi Town at this time.

One Ming soldier after another in Zhu Qizhen fell, and he couldn't help but smile wryly as he watched Wara get closer and closer.

It seems that it won't last long.

I didn't expect that my first battle would usher in such an ending.

Suddenly, his hand seemed to touch something around his waist.

When I picked it up, it was a rather exquisite jade pendant, and he was a little stunned, what is this? But soon the memory awakened him.

This is something he was given by the mysterious young man when he left the palace without permission when he was a child. At the beginning, Xiao Zhu Qizhen couldn't be a baby, but as he got older, he gradually stopped believing in these things that the gods were talking about, and he didn't discard it because he had been used to wearing it for many years.

He even thought that he was a true dragon son and an emperor, and although King Jingping had a great reputation among the people and great merits, he was just a courtier in the final analysis.

He bless me? How to bless?

However, in this desperate situation, this jade pendant became the last straw for the drowning man, and a thought rose in Zhu Qizhen's mind in despair.

Perhaps, there really are immortal gods?

He clenched the jade pendant, put it on his chest, closed his eyes and prayed silently.

King Jingping, please bless me.

After a long time, he opened his eyes.

The scene of the battle was the same, the cavalry of Wara was getting closer and closer, the long knife dripping blood seemed to be above his head, there was no divine soldier descending from the sky, and there was no five thunderbolts.

He sighed softly, and sure enough, there was not the slightest change.

Also, it's just a crazy young man, how can it be said by ghosts and gods.

He remembered the so-called "catastrophe" that his father told him on his deathbed, but in fact, he had always thought it was a hallucination of his father before he died.

He doesn't believe in the so-called dreams.

But now, he's somewhat convinced.

It turns out that the robbery should be here.

Zhu Qizhen smiled bitterly.

Didn't you say that there were people from the Yan family who should be robbed? Now that Chen Guogong is trapped in Harrier Ridge, he will definitely not be able to be rescued.

Did I bring the wrong person?

The Warat cavalry is closer.

Zhu Qizhen clenched his sword, and Yan Keng's teachings came to his mind.

That day, the old man told the stories of the heroes of the dynasties, and then told him:

"I'd rather die in battle than kneel to live, Your Majesty, this is my inherent belief in China, and it's for the 'backbone'."

As the memories unfolded, Zhu Qizhen's eyes gradually became firm.

No matter what is robbed or not, anyway, I am the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and I must not be a prisoner first!

It's a big deal, just die as an emperor, anyway, Jingshi has a mother and a younger brother, so it won't be chaotic!

At this moment, Warat is desperately charging at the orthodox emperor, while the Ming army is desperately trying to block it.

This will be a fateful moment!

……

At the same time, far away in Beijing, on a high-rise building in the mansion of Chen Guogong.

A young man leaned against the railing, looking into the distance. The bright red sunset sprinkled on his body, making him particularly chic.

The world in Yan Ling's eyes is not the same as others, in his eyes, everything in the world has its own "qi".

And in the distant sky, there is a purple qi that goes straight to the heavens and the earth, surrounded by red qi, which is extremely conspicuous, even if it is many distances away.

Gradually, however, the purple qi became thinner and darker, showing that his master's current situation was not optimistic.

"Purple gas is thin...... It's still here after all. ”

He whispered to himself.

"Your Majesty, I hope you still remember that jade pendant ......"

Looking at the weather experience card in his mind, he clicked "use".

"The goal? 】”

"Come on."

"Direction? 】”

"Southeasterly wind."

"[You have used the Weather Experience Card: Tempest]"

[Remaining times: two; Duration: Half an hour]"

"[The Wind Will Arrive on the Battlefield in Three Breaths]"

The corners of Yan Ling's mouth gradually hooked.

Towards the northwest, he opened his arms and laughed loudly:

"The wind rises, the wind rises!"

(End of chapter)