Ming Dynasty: A hundred-year-old immortal cultivator, Zhu Yuanzhang’s biological father

The Uriankhai cavalry fell in large numbers, and Gatling was simply a cavalry harvester.

When Eshu saw this scene, he was dumbfounded.

What the fuck is this weapon?
Why is it so powerful?
Under this huge firepower network, they could not move forward at all, and those who rushed forward were killed, both the people and the horses.

He couldn't believe his eyes. His one hundred thousand cavalrymen were actually blocked by these few hundred people.

What kind of weapon is that?
he does not know.

He only knew that if he continued like this, all his soldiers would surely suffer casualties.

Their war horses were also in bad condition, and if they continued fighting they would surely be shot to death.

No!

If this continues, you will only die!

Immediately give the order to break out from the side.

Everyone immediately turned their horses around and tried to run.

However, the Ming troops on the periphery had already formed a siege, a huge encirclement that tightly wrapped them inside.

"Oh no! Khan, we are surrounded."

Eshu looked at the huge encirclement in front of him with a serious expression.

"Great Khan, what should we do?"

"Concentrate all forces and attack one point."

"Maybe we can get out this way."

"Yes!"

Immediately integrate the troops, concentrate all the strength, and attack one point.

"kill!"

At Eshu's command, everyone began to charge forward following him.

"Humph!"

"Want to break out?"

"It's not that easy!"

"Yuan Tiangang, pass the order down and tighten the encirclement."

"Yes!"

Yuan Tiangang immediately sent someone to pass on the order.

"Brothers! Tie them up for me, don't let them run away."

Lan Yu roared and rushed over with his men immediately.

The Ming army, which was under attack, was also fighting hard and continuously sending reinforcements here.

The two sides engaged in a fierce fight.

For a moment, there was flashing of swords and flying of blood and flesh, deafening shouting, and murderous aura in the air.

"what!"

Lan Yu stabbed the enemy in the chest with his gun and knocked him to the ground.

Then he drew his spear and charged at another enemy.

"Leave some people behind."

"Let me kill the rest!"

As soon as Zhu Xiongying finished speaking, he rode his horse towards the enemy, followed by more than a hundred bad guys.

They all rode on tall horses and held ring-handled swords in their hands.

They were dressed in white armor, and their mounts were all fine horses. The ring-handled swords in their hands flashed with cold light.

Zhu Xiongying quickly joined the battle, and with one shot, he killed the enemies one by one, forcing them to retreat step by step.

He was extremely excited about killing. With every thrust of his spear, an enemy fell in a pool of blood.

Shot after shot, their record became more and more brilliant and dazzling.

"Rush! Hurry for me!"

Seeing this, Eshu roared in anger.

The Wuliangha soldiers kept attacking the Ming army's defense line, trying to tear apart this huge defense line. However, the Ming army's combat proficiency was very high, and no matter how hard the Wuliangha charged, they could not break through.

"Ahhhhhh."

Eshu watched helplessly as his subordinates were slaughtered.

Heart-wrenching.

At the same time, they were also extremely anxious because the Ming army was tightening the encirclement. Once the encirclement was completely closed, they would be unable to escape.

In order to capture Zhu Xiongying this time, he mobilized almost all the elite troops of the Uriankhai tribe.

If they cannot break out, then the grassland will no longer have the power to resist the Ming army.

The grassland will be in the pocket of the Ming Dynasty and can be slaughtered at will.

His heart was filled with resentment and unwillingness!

"rush!"

"Get out at all costs!"

"Yes!"

"rush!"

Ali roared and ordered his men to charge forward.

They kept attacking the Ming army's defense line, suffering heavy casualties, but still could not break out.

The air was filled with a heavy smell of blood and scorched earth, and every breath seemed to devour life.

The fighting between the two armies became more and more brutal, as if the only things left in the world were the gleam of swords and the endless wailing.

In the Ming army formation, Zhu Xiongying was like a possessed god of war. His figure shuttled among the enemy group. Every shot he fired was accurate and accurate, leaving a trail of blood.

The bad guys followed closely behind, their ring-handled swords shining coldly in the setting sun, and every swing of their swords saw the enemy fall.

The sound of horse hooves, the clash of weapons, and the endless screams intertwined together to form a tragic war song.

Although the soldiers of the Uriankhai tribe were brave, their offensive seemed increasingly weak in the face of the Ming army's tight defense line.

Eshu looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes filled with unwillingness and despair.

He knew very well that if they could not break through the siege, they would be annihilated.

"If you want to live, get out of here!"

The evil magic roared!

When the Uriankhai soldiers heard this, they were energized. Like mad beasts, they rushed towards the Ming army's defense line regardless of everything, trying to find a glimmer of hope in despair.

However, the Ming army did not give them any chance.

The two sides are fighting fiercely, one side has a strong desire to survive, and the other side is determined to kill you.

No one gives in to the other. Today, either you die or I live. Human life has become worthless here.

On the battlefield, corpses piled up like mountains and blood formed streams, flowing on every inch of land.

The bright red blood is shocking and makes people shudder.

The casualties of the Ming army were gradually increasing, but the Ming army's fighting spirit did not diminish at all, but instead became increasingly high.

Their morale was high and their murderous spirit was growing.

This kind of war is the one that truly determines victory or defeat.

"Pfft!"

A head was thrown high into the air.

The eyes of the Ming army soldiers were red and full of ferocity.

Their subordinates were the same, each of them was full of passion, high morale, and fearless.

Their morale is high, and the enemy's is even higher. Once they clash, it will inevitably cause huge losses.

But no one regretted it.

Sacrifice for victory, this is the path they chose.

No matter what the cost, they will wipe out the enemy.

The Ming army became more and more courageous as the battle went on.

The Uriankhai tribe kept retreating, kept disintegrating, kept retreating, and kept retreating.

Their living space is constantly being compressed.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

People kept falling down, but they continued to charge forward.

The blood dyed the land red, dyed their clothes red, and dyed their helmets red.

The bright red bloodstains sparkled in the sunlight.

"Plop!"

Soldiers continued to fall, their armor, helmets, and eyes stained red with blood.

Their faces became ferocious, and their eyes were full of madness, just like wild beasts, roaring and screaming.

"Khan! I'm afraid we can't get out."

Ali looked at the Ming army that was constantly gathering, with some despair in his eyes.

Eshu also saw it and felt unwilling.

“As the ancients said, those who are not of my race must have different hearts.”

"I shouldn't have listened to that person and ended up like this."

"I am the sinner of the grassland."

Eshu sighed deeply.

It can be said that he brought the grassland into an irretrievable situation, and he himself would be destroyed here.

The remaining 20,000 to 30,000 troops could not cause any significant waves facing the main force of the Ming army.

"Great Khan! Don't blame yourself!"

“This is not the result you want.”

"You don't have to comfort me. Today's defeat is all my fault."

As he said this, he wanted to commit suicide!
Ali quickly stopped him.

"Khan, this is not your fault. It's because they were too cunning that you ended up like this."

"Khan, don't be impulsive!"

"Even if we die, we will die gloriously."

"Even if we die in battle, our death will be worthy."

Eshu looked at Alie, then at the soldiers fighting on the battlefield.

His heart was filled with guilt. Yes, they were all innocent and it was because of him that they ended up like this. How could he commit suicide so easily?

"you're right!"

"A real man lives between heaven and earth, and if he dies, he dies with honour."

"That's right!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The two men immediately rode their horses towards the Ming army.

When the Ming army saw Eshu and Alie coming to attack them, they all changed direction and aimed at them.

The two cavalry teams soon met and fought each other.

For a moment, blood splattered and screams were heard.

Soldiers fell from time to time, and new soldiers bravely emerged.

The battle has entered a white-hot stage.

The battle was extremely brutal.

It was dripping with blood and terrible to look at.

Corpses fell in a pool of blood, and the blood dyed the muddy ground red, and dyed everyone's eyes red.

The blood soaked their clothes and dyed their eyes red, but they were completely unaware.

Their eyes became more and more determined and fierce.

In their eyes, there is not only hatred, but also indomitable spirit and anger.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

Two spears pierced straight into the chest of an Uriankhai soldier.

Blood gushed out, his eyes were wide open, and he died with his eyes open.

The Ming army looked at the Uriankhai soldiers lying on the ground with cold eyes and no expression.

At this time, Zhu Xiongying, who was enjoying killing, met A Lie on the battlefield.

When the enemies met, they were extremely jealous of each other. Without any hesitation, they immediately killed each other.

They both wanted to kill each other, so naturally they wanted to fight to the death and would not hold back.

Zhu Xiongying held a spear and smashed it towards Ali.

"clang!"

Ali raised the sword in his hand to block.

A ferocious smile appeared on his face, and his right arm was muscular and full of explosive power.

"what!"

He roared angrily, swung his arm and chopped towards Zhu Xiongying.

The spear and the sword collided with each other, making a sound of metal clashing.

He used all his strength, and his right arm was covered with blue veins, like an earthworm.

His eyes turned red, as if they were about to bleed, and were filled with a strong bloodthirsty look.

Zhu Xiongying also felt A Lie's power, and his pupils contracted violently.

In terms of strength, who can compare to Zhu Xiongying?

"Humph, you think you can compete with me with just brute force?"

Zhu Xiongying curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer, and his tone was filled with unquestionable confidence.

The spear in his hand seemed to have life, and sometimes it was like a snake emerging from a cave, heading straight for Ali's vital points.

Sometimes it turned into gun shadows all over the sky, making Ali unable to defend himself.

The fight between the two men gradually turned into a gorgeous display of martial arts, attracting the attention of the surrounding soldiers. Even the air was filled with tension and excitement.

Seeing this, Ali became even angrier and he roared as if he was about to burst out with unprecedented power.

He was no longer satisfied with simple chopping, but instead wielded the sword with great force, with each strike containing enough power to split mountains and crack rocks.

The two men fought back and forth, the sound of weapons clashing was endless, and the air around them was shaking.

At this moment, Zhu Xiongying's eyes flashed. He spotted a flaw and his spear suddenly accelerated, turning into a silver lightning that pierced Ali's heart.

Ali reacted very quickly and swept his sword across, trying to block the spear, but Zhu Xiongying had already anticipated this move. The spear trembled slightly in mid-air and strangely changed direction, bypassing the sword's interception and heading straight for Ali's wrist.

"not good!"

Ali was shocked, but it was too late to change his tactics. He could only watch the tip of the spear enlarge in front of him.

At this critical moment, he gritted his teeth, clenched his left fist, and hit his right arm hard, forcibly knocking the big knife away.

At the same time, he took advantage of the momentum to retreat and narrowly avoided this fatal attack.

"What a cunning Han Chinese!"

Ali was still gasping for breath, his eyes full of fear.

Seeing that his attack failed, Zhu Xiongying curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer. Instead of being discouraged, his eyes showed an even stronger fighting spirit.

His figure flashed, and he moved close to Alie like a ghost. His spear turned into a sky full of gun shadows, and each gun was aimed directly at Alie's vital points, making it a feast for the eyes.

"Humph, today I will let you see the exquisiteness of my Han martial arts!"

Zhu Xiongying let out a low shout, and his spear skills became more and more fierce. Every move and every stroke contained deep internal strength and exquisite calculations.

He seemed to have transformed into a cheetah, moving flexibly on the battlefield, looking for Ali's flaws.

Seeing this, Ali was not willing to be outdone. He roared angrily, and all his muscles tensed like an angry lion.

He danced with the sword in his hand with great force. The two men clashed again. The sound of weapons colliding was deafening, sparks flew, and it was extremely fierce.

As time went by, the fight between the two became more intense, and just when the two were inseparable.

Zhu Xiongying suddenly paused, retracted his spear instantly, and seemed to blend into the surrounding environment.

Seeing this, Ali was shocked and was about to take advantage of the situation to chase after him, but he saw Zhu Xiongying flash and appear beside him, with his spear piercing out like lightning, pointing directly at his waist.

"not good!"

Ali shouted in his heart, he suddenly turned sideways and swept out with his sword, trying to force Zhu Xiongying back.

"Die!"

Zhu Xiongying let out a low roar, and a tremendous internal force gathered on his spear, as if he wanted to pierce Ali with one shot.

Ali felt this terrifying power and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes, but he did not give up resistance. Instead, he swung the sword with all his strength in an attempt to make a final struggle.

However, it was already too late.

Zhu Xiongying's spear penetrated Alie's defense like lightning and pierced straight into his heart.

Ali's body trembled violently, and then he fell to the ground weakly, his eyes full of unwillingness.

A large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth, his eyes widened, and he seemed unwilling to believe the fact.

"Alie!"

Eshu was furious when he saw that his beloved was going to be killed.

"Kill him for me!" (End of this chapter)