As soon as Zhu Jie's Beijing camp had deployed a defensive line, Azig led the elite cavalry to rush to the front of the Beijing camp.

10,000 elite horsemen, and it is the elite of the Eight Banners, this is not a joke, in the past two or three months, the elite of the Eight Banners has basically not been dispatched, one is recuperating, just to give Song Jiaxing a thunderous blow at the most critical time, if it is not for Zhu Jie's arrival, Azig plans to launch a general attack on Song Jiaxing three days later, when the time comes, tens of thousands of elites will work together, even if Song Jiaxing is able to reach the sky, it is difficult to hold on.

But now that Zhu Jie is here, he Azig can only make another decision and attack Huai'an Mansion with all his might, and Zhu Jie's more than 20,000 people are not vegetarians, especially Zhu Jie, who is a god-like existence, just look at Xu Yifan, Qin Mufeng, Song Jiaxing and others who were brought out by him, you can imagine how powerful this Zhu Jie standing behind them is, absolutely powerful to the extreme.

Azig 10,000 elite cavalry is surging, murderous, the momentum of 10,000 elite cavalry is too terrifying, not to mention ordinary soldiers, even Xia Wanchun beside Zhu Jie saw the momentum of the Manchurian elite cavalry in the distance, and he couldn't help but change his face slightly, after all, it was the first time to go to the battlefield, even if Xia Wanchun was powerful, he stood out in the training of the Beijing camp, dazzling like a meteor, however, this is the real place for people to grow, the 10,000 elite cavalry far away, the murderous aura has almost formed a substance, if Xia Wanchun doesn't care at all, That is the White Tiger Star Monarch descending to earth.

Xia Wanchun's face changed, and the faces of the entire Beijing camp soldiers also changed, the Jurchen was not satisfied with 10,000, and the man was invincible, this sentence was not shouted in vain, but it was proved by killing, just from the momentum, the entire Beijing camp had fallen into the disadvantage, this is still only 10,000 Manchurian elite cavalry, if it is more than 20,000 Manchurian elite cavalry, the Beijing battalion is afraid that it really has no strength to fight.

In the entire Beijing camp, only the more than 300 elite horsemen guarding Zhu Jie's side were still able to maintain their composure, still indifferently looking at the Manchurian elite in the distance, this is the elite of the Intelligence Department, the real elite, drawn from the various departments of the Tianwei Army, Zhu Jie drove the expedition in person, how could he have no protection measures at all? In order to stuff more than 300 elites of the Intelligence Department into the Beijing camp, Li Yan finally moved out even the three maiden women, and only then did he convince Zhu Jie that the cavalry of the Tianwei Army alone could compete with the Manchurian elite cavalry, and these elites selected from the elite of the Tianwei Army were second to none elites, and none of them were not killed from the sea of blood in the mountain of corpses!

Zhu Jie saw the movements of the entire Beijing camp in his eyes, and couldn't help but shake his head, there was no way, the elites under his command were all withdrawn, and now the people who can rely on it are the more than 20,000 people at hand, even if these people can't do it, it's better than nothing, but, it's not good now, once the Manchurian elite cavalry launches an assault, the elite cavalry has not rushed to the front, and the Beijing battalion itself will collapse first, so where will it be?

Zhu Jie glanced at Xia Wanchun and asked lightly, "Wanchun, what's the matter?" Timid? ”

Xia Wanchun's face turned red, and he said loudly: "Your Majesty, the first time the minister has seen the sharpness of the Manchurian elite cavalry, his mood has indeed produced a trace of turmoil, but the emperor can rest assured that once the war starts, the minister will definitely be the first to rush forward!" ”

Zhu Jie's face sank, and he shouted: "Confused! The first to rush up? What I want is a commander who strategizes and wins thousands of miles, not a reckless man who charges into battle! No matter how powerful you are, can you surpass thousands of troops? Something that doesn't make a difference! ”

Xia Wanchun's face turned pale, and he hurriedly bowed down and said: "Yes, the emperor, the minister knows that he is wrong, the minister wants to become a commander, not a pawn who charges!" ”

Zhu Jie snorted coldly and shouted: "Follow me, resist the handsome flag, and stand at the forefront!" ”

Xia Wanchun's heart trembled, grandma, just now the master was still angrily scolding himself not to be a reckless man who charges into battle, in the blink of an eye, his old man himself is about to run to the forefront, how can this work, it is better to charge into battle by himself, at least the sky of the Ming Dynasty will not fall when he dies, but the emperor has some accident, then the entire Ming Dynasty will be finished!

"Your Majesty, the Manchurian Elite Cavalry is now less than five miles away from us, and is about to launch an attack on us, you are the Ninth Five-Year Emperor, and the safety of the common people in the world is all tied to you, Wanchun will definitely not allow you to return to danger in person, and Wanchun here is enough to ......"

"Where did you get all this nonsense!"

Zhu Jie shouted: "You are enough alone? Can you afford to mobilize the low morale of more than 20,000 soldiers? Only when I stand at the forefront can the soldiers have the courage to fight against the Manchurian elite cavalry! ”

Zhu Jie is right, when Zhu Zhuo is now at the forefront of the Beijing army, the entire Beijing camp is boiling, that is the god of war in the minds of the people of the Ming Dynasty, even the emperor has already stood at the forefront, which of these soldiers is not enthusiastic? Could it be that when we get to the battlefield, we still need the emperor who needs protection the most to protect us, the little pawns? Then everyone can spill urine and drown!

War!

"Drink, He! Hertz! ”

More than 20,000 soldiers in the Beijing camp cheered up one by one with the elite of the intelligence department around Zhu Jie, and in an instant, the morale of the Beijing army rose sharply, this is Zhu Jie's charm, a person who can be brought to the soldiers by the emperor immediately, except for Zhu Jie, even if Xu Yifan and Sun Chuanting are here, they will definitely not be able to do it!

"Order, artillery all ready, full fire, shelling!"

The speed at which the Manchurian elite rode up was very fast, five miles away, in the blink of an eye, and now it was within the range of artillery!

The fifty guns of the artillery battalion were ready, and all the artillery got Zhu Jie's order, and one by one quickly stuffed the shells into the red-coated artillery, and fired towards the Manchurian elite cavalry in the charge!

Not only fifty artillery, but also fifty rockets in the artillery camp, in order to ensure that this battle was foolproof, Zhu Jie brought almost all the artillery and rockets in Nanjing City to Huai'an Mansion, and even the rockets on the imperial naval warships were pulled over.

In an instant, a cannonball roared and smashed into the Manchurian cavalry, and in the queue of the Manchurian cavalry charge, a huge burst of smoke and dust was constantly raised, and many Manchurian cavalry were directly turned into meat cakes by the cannonballs, and the cannonballs in twenty or thirty catties were smashed from mid-air, even if they blocked the impact of the cavalry head-on, the cavalry would be broken to the bones.

In the distance, Azig's pupils shrank fiercely, artillery! So much artillery!

What's more, just 20,000 or 30,000 troops can be equipped with 50 artillery pieces, and his own 60,000 or 70,000 troops have not been able to make up so many artillery.

(End of chapter)