Daming: After self-explosive time travel, Lao Zhu's mentality collapsed

Batur's eyes were wide open and bloodshot. He tightly grasped the saber in his hand, as if he was going to use up his last bit of strength to fight a final battle with Chu Ze.

"Chu Ze, you despicable villain!"

"Do you think you won?"

"Even if I die, I will never let you be completely proud!"

Batur roared madly, his voice echoing in the empty battlefield, sounding extremely tragic and desperate.

Chu Ze stood in front of him, looking down at this once invincible Mongolian general.

Batur's eyes were filled with anger, unwillingness, and despair, but there was not a trace of fear.

"Batur, you don't have to resist any more."

"Today, I have decided your life."

"You can have any idea you want, but I won't give you any chance to escape."

Chu Ze spoke coldly, without a trace of mercy in his tone, as if he was announcing an inevitable ending.

When Batur heard this, his face turned pale instantly. He swung the saber in his hand violently, pointing it at Chu Ze, as if he wanted to use the saber to chop the enemy in front of him in half.

"Chuze!"

"You know, even if I, Batur, die here today, my people, my tribe, will not let you go!"

"You can kill me, but you'll never truly conquer the prairie!"

"The warriors of the grassland will never submit to the rule of your Central Plains emperor!"

He roared loudly, his voice full of indomitable spirit and indignation.

However, Chu Ze remained indifferent, as if he had not heard his roar at all.

"Batur, I recognize your courage."

"But courage is not wisdom."

"I can't let you live."

"The warriors on the grassland may not surrender, but I don't want their surrender."

"What I want is that they will never dare to act rashly again from now on."

"I will never dare to set foot on Ming territory again."

"I want every warrior on the grassland to remember today's lesson."

"Remember the consequences of going against the Ming Dynasty."

He walked towards Batur step by step, with a cold look in his eyes.

Batur felt an irresistible pressure emanating from Chu Ze. His hands trembled slightly, but he still held the saber tightly, unwilling to let go.

"Chu Ze...you despicable villain!"

"I, Batur, have fought on the battlefield all my life, but today I am going to die at the hands of a despicable person like you..."

"I can not be reconciled!"

He roared and raged, as if he wanted to use this final burst of anger to burn everything he had.

However, Chu Ze still looked at him coldly, without any fluctuation in his eyes.

"Batur, there is no distinction between meanness and nobility on the battlefield."

“There are only winners and losers.”

"Today, you lost."

"So, you have to pay for your failure."

After that, he waved his hand gently, and Lu Bing behind him immediately stepped forward, clasped his hands together, and whispered, "Your Majesty, how should we deal with Batur?"

Chu Ze glanced at Batur calmly, with a hint of indifference in his eyes: "Kill."

"Batur is the commander of the Mongolian army. If we spare his life, he will become a problem in the future."

"Behead him on the spot."

"And hang his head on the top of the city wall as a warning to others."

When Lu Bing heard this, a trace of awe flashed in his eyes, and he quickly clasped his fists and replied, "Yes, Your Majesty."

After saying that, he quickly waved his hand, and a guard immediately stepped forward and pressed Batur to the ground.

Batur felt the chill on his neck and a hint of despair flashed in his eyes.

"Chuze!"

"I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

He roared out with the last of his strength, his voice filled with heart-wrenching anger and unwillingness.

However, before he could finish his words, a knife flashed.

Blood gushed out, and Batur's head was cut off by the guards, and fell into a pool of blood. His eyes were still wide open, as if he died with his eyes open.

Chu Ze looked at the falling head coldly, without any fluctuation on his face.

"Order to hang Batur's head on the top of Tianhai Pass."

"Let everyone see clearly that this is the result of challenging the authority of the Ming Dynasty."

Lu Bing quickly responded, "Yes, Your Majesty."

He quickly ordered his guards to put Batur's head on a wooden stake and hang it high on the wall of Tianhai Pass.

Soon, the blood-stained head appeared on the top of the city wall, becoming the most shocking scene in front of Tianhai Pass.

The remnants of the defeated Mongolian army were terrified when they saw Batur's head hanging high on the city wall.

Their faces were filled with fear and despair, the weapons in their hands fell to the ground, and some even fell to their knees, crying bitterly.

"General Batur...is dead..."

"we lose……"

"I lost completely..."

"Even General Batul is dead... How can we fight?"

For a moment, the only sounds on the battlefield were the desperate cries of the Mongolian soldiers.

They no longer resisted, dropped their weapons, knelt on the ground, raised their hands, and surrendered to Chu Ze's army.

Chu Ze looked at the scene in front of him, a hint of indifference flashed in his eyes.

"Pass the order."

"All the surrendered Mongolian soldiers were taken into the city and placed under strict guard."

"No mistakes."

"If there are any who resist, they will be killed on the spot."

Lu Bing immediately clasped his fists and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

He then ordered his soldiers to take the surrendered Mongolian soldiers into the city one by one and keep them under strict surveillance.

The battlefield outside Tianhai Pass City completely returned to calm under the encirclement and suppression of Chu Ze’s army.

The once mighty and invincible Mongolian army was now reduced to a pile of defeated soldiers and corpses.

Chu Ze stood on the top of the city wall, looking coldly at the battlefield where blood was flowing like a river, without any fluctuation in his heart.

"This is what happens when you challenge me."

"Pass the order."

"Spread the news of Batur's death throughout the border."

"Let everyone on the grassland know that their commander has died in battle."

"From now on, no one can stop the Ming cavalry."

"No one dares to set foot on Ming territory anymore."

Lu Bing quickly clasped his fists and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

He then quickly retreated and conveyed Chu Ze's order to all the generals.

Soon, the entire Tianhai Pass inside and outside began to act quickly.

The soldiers cleared the battlefield of corpses and debris, took all the captives into the city one by one, and in accordance with His Majesty's orders, spread the news of Batur's death throughout the border.

When the news came out, the whole grassland was shaken.

The news of Batur's death and the annihilation of the Mongolian army spread across the grassland like a gust of wind.

Those grassland tribes that once coveted the Ming Dynasty were all shocked. They never expected that a fierce general like Batur would be wiped out by Chu Ze in one fell swoop.

What frightened them even more was that Chu Ze's methods were extremely cruel and merciless.

Not only did he behead Batur in public, he also captured all the remaining soldiers and generals, not letting any enemy soldier go.

The leaders of various tribes on the grassland urgently convened meetings to discuss countermeasures.

But in the face of absolute strength and cruel reality, they no longer dare to act rashly.

Everyone realized that Chu Ze, the Ming Emperor, was no ordinary person.

His methods and courage were far beyond their imagination.

From then on, no one on the grassland dared to challenge the authority of the Ming Dynasty.

Tianhai Pass has become an eternal nightmare in the hearts of the grassland warriors.

Chu Ze stood on the tower, staring coldly into the distance. (End of this chapter)