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

This sentence resounded throughout the camp. All the generals were stunned, but at that moment, their eyes flashed with an inexplicable enthusiasm, and then they shouted in unison: "We are willing to die with Your Majesty!"

Chu Ze laughed, looking up to the sky, laughing recklessly and arrogantly. He seemed to be the master of the whole world, treating all threats as dust. He pulled out a folding fan with his backhand, waved it gently, and retracted the cold light of the long sword. "Die? I never go to die, I only let the enemy be annihilated."

The soldiers under the platform were in mixed emotions, many of them secretly worried about the burning of food and grass, but Chu Ze's few words were like a catalyst, igniting their blood. They began to wave their flags vigorously, shouting "Long live Chu Ze", and the atmosphere of the entire camp changed dramatically in an instant.

Princess Changle also saw all of this. She stood on a high slope in the distance, the corners of her cloak fluttering in the wind, and a hint of surprise and displeasure flashed across her charming eyes. Obviously, the situation was already so favorable to her, but Chu Ze's arrogant attitude made her feel a little bit of anger at being despised.

Her confidant beside her asked, "Princess, should we continue to issue the order for the attack?"

"No hurry." Princess Changle smiled slightly, her tone confident but revealing an unconcealable coldness, "Doesn't your majesty always like to pretend to change the world? Let's let him pretend enough and see how far he can sing."

The Ning Wang cavalry was getting closer and closer, and in the night, their murderous intent almost solidified. However, just when everyone thought that the war was about to break out, Chu Ze suddenly jumped down from the high platform and landed lightly. At that moment, his aura was so strong that it took one's breath away.

He stood with his hands behind his back, unarmed, and walked towards the Ning Wang cavalry. He moved lightly, as if taking a leisurely stroll, but with each step he crushed the enemy's psychological defenses.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty!" Some soldiers couldn't help but shout and tried to step forward to stop them.

Chu Ze raised his hand slightly, signaling everyone behind him to stay where they were. His voice was calm and almost cold in the dark night: "Who said I promised to fight you fairly? This scene will be played out the way I say!"

The enemy soldiers were stunned by these arrogant words. King Ning sneered on his horse and said, "Chu Ze, are you just a moon in the clouds, and can only speak nice words?"

Chu Ze just sneered in the fire of words, glanced around, and then suddenly shouted coldly: "Kill!"

From the ground under Chu Ze's feet, it seemed as if some hell army really burst out, and even the air, the sky, and the earth trembled instantly. They were elite imperial guards who had been ambushed long ago. There were not many of them, but the arrogance in everyone's eyes was enough to overshadow the stars in the sky, and they rushed towards the enemy with unquestionable killing intentions.

The atmosphere on the battlefield changed instantly. Amid the smoke of war, Princess Changle's expression finally changed a little. She whispered, "It turns out that he had already planted his chess pieces..." Although her tone was flat, a hint of real fear flashed across her eyes.

But Chu Ze obviously didn't give her time to think. He waved his hands and ordered loudly: "All cavalry will attack westwards, and infantry will retreat eastwards to surround Yong. No prisoners will be taken in this battle!" His voice was like thunder, creating a huge wave on the battlefield.

His arrogance was like cold wind and snow, pressing down on the enemy camp layer by layer. And Chu Ze even had the time to look back at Princess Changle on the high slope, his eyes clearly saying: "Your little tricks are nothing but a joke in front of me."

Behind him, the 100,000-strong army ready to go was like a flood that had burst its banks...

The wind blew up the sand, tearing the silence of the night sky. At Chu Ze's command, a hundred thousand troops surged like a tide, with overwhelming momentum. For a moment, the mountains roared and the sea roared, and the sound of killing shook the sky. And Chu Ze, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, was like a ruthless master of killing. He stood in the smoke of war, his eyes were cold, like the bright moon hanging high in the sky overlooking the world. Prince Ning sat on the horse, and his eyes twitched violently. He saw those sudden elite imperial guards like devils from hell. Every time they swung their swords, an enemy would fall. For a moment, their morale was completely gone. The deputy general beside him couldn't help but say: "Your Highness, Chu Ze was clearly prepared. Our intelligence... is false! The enemy is far better than us!"

"Shut up!" King Ning's eyes were red, and he almost bit his teeth. He was ashamed and angry at the moment, but he was unwilling to admit defeat, "What if the information is false? As long as Chu Ze is killed, everything will turn around!"

King Ning drew out his sword and rode towards Chu Ze first. The cavalry behind him beat drums and galloped wildly, with spears like a forest, determined to drown Chu Ze. This battle was actually a bit ruthless and desperate.

However, facing the oncoming tide, Chu Ze still stood with his hands behind his back. He looked relaxed, as if he didn't even notice the cavalry of King Ning. He raised the corner of his lips slightly, and said in a frivolous voice that made people furious: "I advise you not to waste your energy... But if you insist on going to die, then I will reluctantly help you."

King Ning was furious and thrust his sword straight down. However, when he was only three steps away from Chu Ze, the ground suddenly exploded, and a black shadow rose from the ground into the sky, turning into a fierce undercurrent and attacking King Ning's horse's belly.

boom--

King Ning's horse neighed loudly, its front legs were cut open by the sharp blade, and it fell to the ground. King Ning was caught off guard and fell heavily from the horse's back. His helmet slipped off, revealing a hideous and angry face.

"Your Majesty, should I play with this guy first?" The black shadow was Chu Ze's personal bodyguard, Zhao Zhengyang. He was covered in blood, but had a crazy smile on his face. He dragged the mace in his hand and approached King Ning step by step.

"No hurry." Chu Ze finally moved his fingers, but his voice was still lazy, "Leave him a breath for me to breathe. It will be troublesome to clean up the mess if he is killed too cleanly."

Prince Ning looked embarrassed, but he still gritted his teeth and stood up, blocking the sword. Zhao Zhengyang laughed strangely and chopped down with his stick, the momentum was shocking, and in the firelight of the swords clashing, Prince Ning took five steps back, almost falling down with each step. He raised his head and looked at Chu Ze not far away, his eyes full of hatred.

"Chu Ze, you dare to drag it out!" King Ning roared. He waved his sword, and the iron spear soldiers immediately attacked from the front and back, trapping Zhao Zhengyang.

Zhao Zhengyang was not panicked at all. Instead, he laughed out loud in surprise: "Oh, you come just in time." He turned around and fought back, sweeping down several people with his mace, but someone took the opportunity to stab his arm, and blood gushed out.

Chu Ze did not move at all. He had already seen through Prince Ning's intentions, and he gently patted his folding fan: "Not bad, let's make do with it."

However, at this moment, a cold female voice came from the edge of the battlefield: "Your Majesty seems to be looking at you leisurely. Will this raging fire burn to your feet? Has Your Majesty the King of Chu considered it carefully?"

Chu Ze finally turned his head and fixed his eyes fiercely on Princess Changle on the high slope. At this moment, she was wearing a dark red battle armor, her almond eyes were cold, and the corner of a battle map was faintly visible in her sleeves. It was obvious that she had already made a backup plan. (End of this chapter)