Zhu Neng felt that Zhu Di was joking, but this son of heaven had a grim face, and there was no joke at all, and Zhu Neng finally became panicked.

Good boy!

If that stinky boy climbs on his head, won't it be against the sky?

As a father, where is face?

It's all because he has been slacking off in the past few years, otherwise how can there be a chance for the little cub to get up, but it is his own cub who gets up, whether it is happy or sad, it's really hard to say.

But there is one thing that is right, that is, to act quickly, whether it is to rescue or respond, in short, we must not let that kid take risks alone.

"Your Majesty, please send a decree to war."

Zhu Di stiffened his face, "Don't worry, the Tartar is not far away, pass the decree, let the soldiers do a good job of rectification, stay if they are physically exhausted, and the rest of the people will rest for four hours, and then fight with me!" ”

After saying this, Zhu Di slammed and lay on the ground, and after a while, he snored loudly.

It's really exhausting.

Although Zhu Neng was worried, he did not dare to resist the order.

can only follow Zhu Di's instructions, rest in place, and force himself to sleep for a while.

Four hours passed in a blink of an eye, Zhu Di woke up on time, Zhu Neng and Chen Heng, a total of nearly 100,000 troops, marched quickly.

At this time, Zhu Yong led the men and horses, and they had already met the Mongols.

Sometimes, maybe it's good to be a little silly. At least Zhu Yong was not so nervous, and this battle was similar to the usual exercise, the only difference was that there were more people.

"General, the Tartars attack from the flanks."

Zhu Yong's face darkened, "Divide a group of cavalry to entangle, and the main force continues to advance." ”

"Yes!"

Under Zhu Yong's command, his 20,000 people are like a sharp sword, moving forward bravely, and no force can stop him.

Zhu Yong's actions made even the Tartars blind.

What's going on with this thing?

When you encounter cavalry, you don't form a formation to meet the enemy in place, but you still dare to rush forward, how many heads do you have? Could it be that the leader of the troops doesn't understand anything?

"Kill!"

In an instant, a Mongolian cavalry of 10,000 households, like a tide, slaughtered Zhu Yong.

Through clairvoyance, I saw the enemy soldiers killing.

Zhu Yong was not in a hurry, and ordered the front army to stop and prepare to meet the enemy. And then the men and horses actually poured in both directions. Looking down from the sky, you will find that Zhu Yong has put on a super wide front, but the core of the battle formation is only nine rows of firecrackers, plus the reserves led by him personally.

With such a weak formation, even some Ming generals expressed their incomprehension of the fact that they had to resist the Tartar iron cavalry.

But Zhu Yong is so confident, he is holding Zhu Di's saber in his hand, who dares not to listen, this kid will be chopped immediately, and there is no place to reason when he dies.

"Shoot!"

The Tartars, who entered the firing range, first enjoyed the care of the rain of bullets, and in an instant a large number of cavalry fell off their horses, and the people behind did not have time to react at all, and they were still in a daze, so they were pushed to the front to meet the next wave of shooting.

The gunfire was dense and the smoke was filled.

The entire battlefield turned into a hearty slaughter.

If you look closely, you will find that the progress of the Ming army in recent years has been too fast.

After accumulating steadily, it is finally time to harvest.

The firearms of the early Ming Dynasty were absolutely proud of the world, and the three-stage strike invented by Mu Ying was invincible.

Liu Chun's efforts in the past ten years have not made anything revolutionary all at once, but many changes are constantly emerging.

For example, the Daning Iron and Steel Plant, the quality of the steel produced is getting better and better, so that the barrel can withstand more pressure, the constantly improved gunpowder, more powerful, less residual after the explosion, the previous shot after the barrel had to be cleaned, now it can be fired twice, or even three times.

In addition, the selection and training of soldiers are more rigorous and scientific, and the combat effectiveness shown will be stronger.

Each item has improved a little bit, accumulated over time, and summed up. The results are quite impressive.

This is all on display in one moment.

The unhurried firing firmly held the Mongol cavalry sixty paces away.

It's like being crossed by death, as long as you cross it, it's a dead end, and there is no luck.

The other side has 10,000 households, and in less than a quarter of an hour of fighting, more than 500 lives have been lost, and the cruelty of the battle can be seen.

The Mongols were finally angry, and since they could not break through the front, they attacked from both sides.

But they soon found that the battle formation was too wide, making it very difficult to outflank. Once the troops are divided, it is very likely to give the Ming army a chance to break through head-on.

In that case, let's take a gamble and go straight in!

The Mongols concentrated all their strong generals, as well as a large number of archers, and pressed towards the Chinese army, using long-distance projectiles, hoping to inflict losses on the Ming army.

Zhu Yong grinned.

His favorite game is weapon deduction, which has happened more than once, and he has encountered it on the sand table.

"Order, concentrate firepower, knock out the Chinese army of the Tartars!"

In an instant, from behind Zhu Yong, fifty tiger squat cannons were launched.

When these small cannons of more than 100 catties marched, they were dragged by war horses, and they could completely keep up with the pace of the march.

Zhu Yong didn't put it out at the first time, because he was sure that Tartar didn't have that much ability.

Now that the master takes it out, it is going to be fatal with one blow!

The muzzle of the black hole was aimed at the dense ranks of the Tartars.

"Fire!"

"Fire!"

Fifty tiger squatting cannons, spitting projectiles together, the Ming army used grape bullets, when the projectiles flew out, the net pocket shattered, and as many as 100 small bullets in it were like hailstones, falling from the sky and rushing to the face.

When the Tartars found out, it was too late, they were so dense with each other that there was nowhere to hide.

Under the cover of the cannons, the casualties were immediately in disarray.

The projectile pierced through the leather armor, leaving fist-sized wounds on the body, blurring flesh and blood, and breaking bones and muscles. The wounded man fell to the ground screaming in pain.

Some people's skulls are cracked, some people's abdomen is cracked, internal organs gush out, broken limbs, and white bones can be seen everywhere and everywhere.

When the smoke cleared, the Mongolian soldiers behind were stupid, what kind of purgatory on earth was this?

A group of people who were still jumping around just now turned into a piece of flesh and blood at this moment, and the people who did not die let out a miserable ghost-like cry, at this moment, it was really as if hell had come to the world.

"Ghosts! Hell! ”

Some people can't bear it, so they turn around and run.

One person took the lead, and then more followed, and the Mongol cavalry was defeated.

A whole detachment of 10,000 people fled backwards, throwing away their armor and throwing their weapons and scimitars everywhere.

Zhu Yong snorted, bullshit Mongolian warriors are a flock of sheep!

"Kill!"

This kid decisively ordered, and 20,000 Ming troops pursued the victory.

The Mongols again divided their men and horses in succession, trying to stop their advance.

But Zhu Yong didn't care, his firecrackers seemed to be tireless, always moving forward.

In fact, it is true that the use of firearms is much easier than cold weapons. No matter how good a warrior is, he can't shoot his bow too many times in a row. But it doesn't matter if you have a firecracker, at least with a little training, you can shoot continuously. And in the Ming army, artillery, rockets, fire oil tanks ...... These big killers are endless.

Zhu Yong's tactics are very simple, if he can beat it, he will use the fire gun to push flat, and if he can't beat it, he will drag the opponent, and then concentrate his firepower to eliminate it in one fell swoop.

He opened the way with hot weapons and guarded with cavalry on both flanks, and the Mongol cavalry was completely helpless, watching the Ming army continue to push flat, getting closer and closer to that camp.

"Dingguo Gong, Dingguo Gong! Great joy! ”

A soldier with one arm tied, shouted excitedly.

Xu Zengshou was stunned at first, he didn't seem to hear clearly, and after a while, he jumped up excitedly.

"Are there reinforcements, are there reinforcements?"

The soldier nodded vigorously and said excitedly: "Yes, it's reinforcements, it's the banner of our Daming!" ”

In an instant, Xu Zengshou burst into tears.

He finally arrived.

Grandma's, I thought Lao Tzu would die, but I didn't expect that Xu Laosi had God's protection, and his life was great!

"Order, tell the big guys, cheer up, there is still a breath, all get up, be careful of the Tartar dog jumping off the wall, let's hold on to it, waiting for reinforcements to come in."

It's not that Xu Zengshou doesn't want to go out to greet him, it's just that he doesn't have the strength anymore.

In the past days, he faced a siege of half a million troops alone.

As far as the eye can see, there are all Tartar men and horses, boundless, almost like an ocean, and he is a flat boat in the middle of the sea, lonely, pitiful, and helpless.

There are so many enemies that one person can drown them all with a mouthful of foam.

So much so that Xu Zengshou was going to despair.

Damn Liu Chun, you actually threw Lao Tzu into a desperate situation, even if Lao Tzu can get out alive, I won't let you go, wait, the two of us are not finished!

As long as Xu Zengshou is idle, he scolds Liu Chun and Zhu Di, writes their names on the ground, and then stomps on them with his feet, and in an instant, it will be much more comfortable.

Xu Zengshou didn't know how long it had been, and finally, he waited for reinforcements and hope!

It can be clearly seen that the banner of the Ming Dynasty is getting closer and closer, and the shouts of killing are in the ears, and Tartars are constantly being killed, like wheat, falling down in pieces.

Good!

It's still Daming's firearm, sharp enough!

"Liu Chun, you kid won't come to save me personally, will you? If that's the case, count yourself on a bit of a conscience. ”

"Even if you don't come, let Qiu Fu and Zhu Neng be reluctant. It can't be lower, otherwise I Xu Zengshou won't have any cards at all! ”

When Xu Zengshou was longing, a Ming army banner rushed to the front, with a big Zhu character on it.

It's Zhu Neng, Liu Chun really didn't come, but it's not bad.

At this time, Zhu Yong rode to the front of the camp and shouted inside: "Fourth uncle, are you dead?" If you have a breath, come out and say something! ”

Xu Zengshou saw Zhu Yong, and his nose was crooked with anger.

What do you mean?

Let this bastard lead the troops, what do you adults have in your heads?

Do you still take Lao Tzu's life seriously?

I don't want you to do that!

At this moment, Xu Zengshou had the urge to kill.

But Xu Zengshou is still very calm, and the account will be calculated when he goes back, but we can't lose face as a prince. Lao Tzu was born and died, and he worked hard for so long, so he couldn't pass it in a daze.

When the death row prisoner goes to the court, he still has to say a bold statement!

Xu Zengshou slowly and leisurely, went up to the city, looked down at Zhu Yong, smiled dumbly, and said to the people around him: "See, the little generation is a big thief!" Send a letter to Arutai and ask him to wash his neck, and wait for Ben to take his dog's head!" ”

I really know how to pretend, and I can score ninety-nine points!

The people below couldn't bear to look at Xu Zengshou, they were so blushing.

Dingguo Gong, what have you done these days in order to survive, don't you have any points in your heart? It's not that Arutai can't kill us, it's just a rat trap.

You Xu Zengshou didn't say anything, do you want us to announce it and make you look good!

In order to survive, we won't say anything, but you can't rob Xie An's words, aren't you afraid to bring people back to life? Xu Zengshou didn't have that awareness, he had already thought of the final killer plan, Arutai, it's time to settle accounts with your old thing!

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