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

The soldiers on both sides were like demons who were mad with bloodshot eyes. They brandished all kinds of sharp blades and weapons and engaged in crazy hand-to-hand combat.

"what!"

The screams continued to ring in their ears, making everyone's head feel extremely dizzy.

This scene was so tragic and exciting that everyone's pupils couldn't help but widen.

Zhu Xiongying held the spear with both hands and swung it vigorously.

He took the lead, rushed to the front, and pierced the chest of an enemy soldier with a gun.

He turned around and shot, piercing the enemy's head.

A human head flew far away and fell to the ground, blood spurting everywhere.

Blood splashed in the air.

Zhu Xiongying, holding a spear, was like a god of death, unstoppable.

A Chagatai soldier rushed towards Zhu Xiongying waving a steel knife.

However, before he could get close, he was knocked away by the spear in his hand.

Zhu Xiongying was like a man in an empty land, and anyone who dared to block his way would be killed without a burial place.

A long spear was like a tornado, leaving behind a corpse and blood wherever it passed.

"Pfft!"

Another Chagatai soldier fell, and the steel knife in his hand was easily cut off by him.

A human head rolled down from the neck, and the blood dyed the ground red.

For a time, blood flowed like a river!
Zhu Xiongying shot a man flying with one shot. He turned his head suddenly and a ferocious face appeared in front of him.

This was a Chagatai warrior, wielding a steel knife and slashing towards his chest.

Zhu Xiongying sneered, and just as his steel knife was about to chop his chest, his spear suddenly turned and pierced the throat of the Chagatai warrior from the side, splashing blood everywhere!

A muffled "thump" sound was heard, and the Chagatai warrior lay on his back on the ground with his eyes wide open, looking unwilling.

Zhu Xiongying put away his gun, snorted coldly, and leaped in front of another Chagatai warrior. He raised his foot and kicked him hard in the stomach, kicking him away immediately.

"puff!"

The Chagatai warrior spat out a mouthful of blood, flew out and fell several feet away.

Zhu Xiongying flew up and came behind the Chagatai warrior, stepping on his spine.

The Chagatai warrior suddenly trembled with pain and let out painful howls.

Just as the battle above entered a white-hot stage, a group of people appeared in a corner below.

"right here!"

Everyone stopped immediately and started looking for Zhu Xiongying.

"there!"

"kill him!"

Upon hearing this, they drew their bows and arrows and aimed at Zhu Xiongying on the city wall.

shhhhhh...

puff...

puff...

Blood splatters...

However, the person who died was not Zhu Xiongying, but the person who carried out the sneak attack.

Those people were immediately confused?

"who?"

"It's you, my little master!"

Zhu Yunhuan came out with a group of bad guys.

When they saw Zhu Yunhun, those people immediately panicked. They had witnessed Zhu Yunhun's ferocity a few days ago.

The feeling of fear came over me all of a sudden!
"Run away!"

He immediately turned around and ran away!

Zhu Yunxun sneered: "Want to run?"

"kill!"

The bad guys behind him pounced on them immediately, and after a burst of swords and sabers, all of them died on the spot.

"Ah!"

"Have my cousin and the others arrived yet?"

"Reporting to the deputy commander, the young master and his men have arrived at the designated location."

"it is good!"

"Tell big brother that it's time to perform on stage."

"Yes!"

The bad guy behind him immediately disappeared on the spot.

"Eighteen riders of Yanyun!"

"exist!"

"Bad guy!"

"exist!"

"Follow me to slaughter the dogs!"

"Yes!"

Everyone immediately mounted their horses and, at Zhu Yunhuan's command, rushed directly towards the enemy.

At this moment, their number is only two hundred!

"kill!"

Zhu Yunhuan's high-pitched voice echoed in the whistling wind. His figure was like lightning, leading the way, with the spear in his hand cutting through the sky and pointing directly at the heart of the enemy.

Wherever it passed, people and horses fell to the ground, blood splattered everywhere, and no one could withstand its sharpness.

The Bad Guys followed closely behind. They were good at close combat and were agile. Amidst the flash of swords and sabers, the enemy's defenses were quickly torn apart.

Each of these elite men is a rigorously trained killer. Their attacks are precise and deadly. Every blow is intended to kill the enemy instantly, leaving no chance for the enemy to breathe.

"what!"

The screams of Chagatai's soldiers rose one after another, and fear quickly spread among them.

Faced with this sudden and fierce attack, their morale collapsed instantly, and many people even dropped their weapons and turned to run away, trying to escape this nightmare.

However, Zhu Yunhuan and his team had no intention of letting any deserters go.

The sound of their horses' hooves was like the death warrant of the god of death, closely chasing every fleeing figure.

The spear was like a dragon, the sword was as sharp as lightning, every strike took a life, and every shout intensified the enemy's panic.

On the battlefield, Zhu Yunhuan's figure was particularly eye-catching.

He is not only a martial arts expert, but also has extraordinary combat intuition and command ability.

He always accurately finds the weak links in the enemy's defense and then leads the team to launch a fatal attack.

Under his leadership, the Eighteen Riders of Yanyun and the Bad People seemed to have become an invincible force. Wherever they went, enemies fell and blood flowed like a river.

Chagatai's generals were horrified when they saw this and hurriedly mobilized troops to try to stop it.

However, the battlefield was completely out of control at this time, and fear and chaos spread among the enemy like a plague.

The soldiers had no intention of fighting anymore and just wanted to escape from this hellish place as quickly as possible.

"Kill! Kill them all!"

Zhu Yunhuan's voice echoed on the battlefield, and his eyes were filled with desire for victory and hatred for the enemy.

They rushed towards the enemy like crazy beasts, desperately determined to dye the land red.

On the city wall, Zhu Xiongying also received news from Zhu Yunhuan.

"It's time for me to take the stage!"

"Open the city gate!"

The city gate slowly opened, Zhu Xiongying led his men out, leaving Zhu Chong to guard it.

"kill!"

Zhu Xiongying roared, and the team he led pierced into the enemy army like a sharp blade.

They attacked the enemy's formation fiercely like hungry wolves, and the silver spear in Zhu Xiongying's hand seemed to have life in his hand.

Puff puff puff
The spear was like a dragon. Every time it was swung, an enemy soldier would die.

No one could survive a single move from him, let alone stop him from charging.

In a short while, they fought their way out of a bloody path, and wherever they passed, the enemy soldiers retreated in panic, and none of them could resist.

"Stop them, quick!"

The enemy generals shouted desperately, but there was no way to stop them. They were like tigers out of a cage, invincible and no one could stop them.

They were so bloodthirsty that all they could see were the blood and corpses of their enemies, as if killing was what they loved most. They were like an iron-blooded army, rushing straight to the city with unstoppable force.

"Stop them!"

"Quick, stop them!"

General Chagatai roared with a pale face, and a strong fear surged in his heart.

"what happened?"

"Why are they still alive? Why?"

Huerta, who was in the central army, saw that the Zhu Xiongying brothers were not only still alive, but also were marching freely on the battlefield.

He killed his troops as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

How could this not make him angry?
"Khan, maybe our plan has failed!"

The military advisor at the side spoke.

"Bastard!"

"Kill them for me, kill them."

"As long as they are here, we will never be able to conquer the Central Plains, and we will never be able to restore the glory of our ancestors."

"Kill them, kill them, by any means necessary, kill!"

Huerta was so furious that he had lost his mind.

"Yes!"

"The Khan has ordered that they be killed!"

"kill!"

Give an order!
Chagatai's army fired thousands of arrows!
shhhhhh...

Countless arrows flew towards the Zhu Xiongying brothers like raindrops.

"snort!"

Zhu Yunhuan snorted coldly and waved the spear in his hand, sweeping out like a storm, sweeping the oncoming arrows to the ground.

Yuan Tiangang beside Zhu Xiongying jumped high, swung out several palms, and the powerful and domineering true energy swept away.

All the attacking arrows and crossbows were shattered, and this scene left the enemy dumbfounded.

"How can there be such a capable person in the world?"

Huerta was shocked when he saw this scene, and he became even more determined to kill them.

"Press on and kill them."

"quick!"

At Huerta's command, Chagatai's army pressed forward like a tide.

Zhu Xiongying and Zhu Yunhuan were like tigers descending from the mountains. They showed no fear in the face of the fierce attack of Chagatai's army.

Zhu Yunhuan's spear drew silver tracks in the air. Every time he swung his spear, several enemies fell. Wherever the spear tip passed, blood and flesh flew everywhere. No one dared to approach him.

His figure shuttled across the battlefield like an unstoppable hurricane. Wherever he went, the enemy's defense line collapsed instantly.

Zhu Xiongying was calm and composed, holding a silver spear in his hand. Whenever an enemy approached, he would attack at incredible angles and speeds. With a flash of the spear, the enemy would fall to the ground.

His swordsmanship was both fast and precise, and each strike hit the vital points, making it hard to defend against.

Yuan Tiangang possesses unique skills. He is tall and looks like a walking mountain.

Facing the enemies coming like a tide, he stretched out both palms, each of which contained overwhelming force.

The palm wind whistled and the air seemed to be torn apart. Once the enemies were hit by his palm wind, their bones and tendons were broken and they screamed in agony.

On the battlefield, the sounds of shouting, weapons colliding, and screams intertwined together to form a tragic war song.

Although Chagatai's army was large in number, it seemed overwhelmed by the fierce attacks of the Zhu Xiongying brothers and Yuan Tiangang.

Their defenses were broken again and again, soldiers kept falling, and their blood dyed the ground red.

Huerta was watching from a distance with bloodshot eyes. He couldn't accept that his carefully planned plan was easily foiled by these two young men.

He roared and kept urging the soldiers to charge forward, trying to overwhelm the Zhu Xiongying brothers with human wave tactics.

However, the Zhu Xiongying brothers became more and more courageous as the battle went on, and their fighting will was like a blazing fire that would never be extinguished.

Zhu Yunhuan's spear danced in the air, and he seemed to have turned into an indestructible sword. Wherever he passed, the enemies fled in fear.

Yuan Tiangang even single-handedly carved out a bloody path through the enemy army.

His palms were like two huge hammers, and every swing was accompanied by the enemy's wailing and splattering blood.

His figure kept shuttling across the battlefield, like an invincible god of war.

As time went by, the situation on the battlefield gradually became clear.

The morale of Chagatai's army had dropped to freezing point under the fierce attacks of the Zhu Xiongying brothers and Yuan Tiangang.

The soldiers began to flee and the defense line collapsed completely.

Huerta was shocked when he saw this, and immediately ordered his soldiers to regroup and prepare to launch a new round of offensive.

However, he was wrong.

This time, they were even more ferocious, as if they wanted to pour all their anger and strength on the enemy.

Zhu Yunhuan's spear was like a silver dragon, flying and leaping on the battlefield, and every attack was accompanied by the enemy's wailing and falling.

Zhu Xiongying's gun skills became even more fierce. He seemed to have transformed into an indestructible magic sword. Wherever he passed, the enemies all fled.

Yuan Tiangang even single-handedly created a bloody storm among the enemy troops.

His palms were like two huge axes, and every swing was accompanied by the enemy's screams and splattering blood.

His figure kept shuttling back and forth on the battlefield, like an invincible demon.

Keep killing!
But there were so many enemies that it seemed as if they could never be killed. When one fell, another would take his place, and the cycle continued.

After all, the other side has an army of 100,000, and even the most powerful ones will eventually run out of energy.

How to do it?

Of course, with hot weapons!

"Change weapons!"

Zhu Xiongying roared!

Everyone immediately put away their cold weapons and took out AK47s.

"Fire!"

Da da da……

Da da da……

Da da da……

Gunshots continued to be heard, and tongues of flames spewed out, devouring the lives of the enemies like poisonous snakes.

Dense bullets were fired, and each bullet cut through the sky and whizzed towards the enemy.

An enemy soldier failed to dodge and was hit by bullets, his body was riddled with bullets.

Splashes of blood sprayed on the ground, and the enemy's bodies fell in a pool of blood. The scene was extremely bloody.

"what"

The enemy let out a shrill scream.

"Pfft!"

"Ahhh."

An enemy was hit in the shoulder by a bullet and his entire arm fell to the ground.

His body was shaking violently and the pain was unbearable. He let out shrill screams and didn't know what to do.

His legs were kneeling on the ground, blood flowing down his thighs and quickly soaking the ground. His face was pale, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his body was shaking, as if he was in great pain.

"what"

He screamed and tried to struggle to stand up, but he couldn't.

His face was pale, his lips were purple, and his body was shaking.

Scenes like this are everywhere, but Zhu Xiongying and his men will not stop attacking just because they are in pain.

They continued to pull the trigger and shoot forward.

puff!

puff!

puff!

The bullets pierced the enemy's throat, bringing out sprays of blood. The enemies fell to the ground with their heads raised, and blood spurted out like a fountain, dyeing the entire sky red.

The enemy was beaten back step by step.

"What kind of weapon is that?"

“Is it so powerful?”

Huerta felt distressed and shocked as he watched his soldiers falling down in large numbers.

(End of this chapter)